Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Ashes by Estevan Vega


MORE THAN THREE MONTHS HAVE PASSED SINCE ARSON AND EMERY WERE SUDDENLY TAKEN. TAKEN AND THEN SEPARATED. AND EXPERIMENTED ON.

The minds running Salvation Asylum have abducted them for a dark purpose. A campaign has been set in motion to genetically alter mankind. Unknowingly, Arson has become the most vital instrument in this global scheme, initiated by a select group of brilliant scientists and cunning world leaders. Confused, trapped, and unable to fully manifest his abilities, Arson faces a new existence crawling with questions. Will he ever see Emery again? Is Grandma still alive? Can the fate of the human race really hang in the balance of one choice?


Wow! doesn't do Ashes justice or Estevan Vega's writing for that matter.  Ashes in the second book in the Arson trilogy and if you thought Arson was great (I did) than Ashes will blow you away.  It's just that great.

When Arson ended, Emery and Arson were kidnapped.  Now, they are in the Asylum and separated.  They don't know what's going on with each other, all they know is that the place is horrible.  With mad scientists and other horrible things going on, it's a wonder these two will keep their sanity.


But can they escape and find their back to one another? With the secret of Arson's parents revealed (which will blow your mind) and the addition of some other characters, I found myself on a gripping and action-packed journey that I couldn't put down.  The sad part is that there is a wallop of a cliffhanger that will have me clamoring for the third book in this trilogy, which is yet to be released.

If you love to read young adult fiction or just like a really, really good suspenseful, urban fantasy, with stellar writing and compelling characters, pick up Ashes! But don't start there - get Arson first so you can get the full experience.  Absolutely superb!





*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.






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