Welcome to release blitz organized by Give Me Books Promotions for a paranormal romance about Greek gods – Awful Curse (Celestial Bodies #1) by Elena Monroe. This blitz includes some details about the book and author, an excerpt, couple of teasers, and a review. So, here is the book of the day 😊
Title: Awful Curse
Author: Elena Monroe
Series: Celestial Bodies #1
Publication date: February 24th 2020
Genres: Contemporary/Fantasy Romance
He was King of Arcadia Prep until she came for his throne…
We moved around a lot, too much.
The shine of my highly respected and decorated military dad’s badge wore off after I became heavy baggage.
I was the new girl thirteen times in two years and every time I had to tape up another box I grew more resentful. Forced to forget everyone I fell in love with, laughed with and bonded with.
For a certain price you could unburden yourself from your hormonal teen at Arcadia Prep too.
Purple hair, a don’t care attitude and my Doc Martens all screamed leave me alone, fending off any new relationships.
I vowed to keep my heart safe this time, locking it away right under my anger but he knew exactly where I hid the spare key – in his mysterious eyes the minute ours locked.
I was stuck – the essence of a God in some kind of limbo of high school.
I was meant for more than this.
Being king here meant nothing.
Arcadia Prep wasn’t for the weak. The expectations, the pressure, the standards, the success and privilege smug on everyone’s face wasn’t everyone’s cup of tea.
I thrived in chaos.
The new girl was not my cup of tea.
She stomped her Doc Martens all over my tradition, rules and my reign.
We all have secrets. Mine were paper weighted down by my heavy crown.
Her violet eyes and her abrupt attitude spewed sass all over my black on black. She didn’t faze me until I realized she was after my crown…
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I heard footsteps long before I reached the door alerting me someone was trespassing. Quietly I stood in the doorway searching the room for culprit when I should have guessed.
Arianna. New girl.
Her fingers danced on the surfaces as her curiosity took it all in. There was no way to warn people that I was in a dangerously ruthless mood, to warn her.
“You’re gonna graduate from new girl to felon if you don’t start following the rules.”
She laughed and something about the casual attitude around the word felon made it seem like she knew trouble better than I did.
“Been there, done that, wasn’t worth the t-shirt or the keychain.”
I plopped down in the chair I put there years ago now, tired of getting drunk and doing the same shit. I rather do it alone then with people I hardly like. That’s why I come here to hide during parties.
She finally let eyes gloss over me and her face whines at the cut on my lip. I almost thought she physically got hurt, too bad suffering isn’t transferable.
“What the fuck happened to you?”
That sounded like a real concern, in all it’s displaced glory. Stern, demanding, even judgement – all here.
“Well, not that it’s your business, but I finally got what I deserved for my mouth.”
She fearlessly walked right over to me standing between my legs and leaned down to get a better look. Her deep blues rimmed with violet to match her hair, reminded me of the sky when it got tie-dyed right before sundown, as she inspected my wound that stopped hurting the more I pushed the beer bottle to my lips over and over.
Better than the golden hour before the all the colors turned black and nothing was covered in the pretty filter. That summed up Arianna.
“Well deserved doesn’t make it hurt less.”
She was wrong. It actually did.
“Are you gonna kiss it better?”
She actually half scuffed, half snorted with laughter like I wasn’t being serious. I was in a despicable and semi-diabolical mood hellbent on the two B’s that teenagers values. Beers and Babes. The third B (bongs) was out since I couldn’t get caught with shit in my system during a pee test.
Arianna wasn’t half bad looking if I looked past her immature tantrum leading to her purple hair. Her skin shimmered like it was actually happy and her lips were almost always smiling. In this moment she was half goddess, but I couldn’t forget she was always half Hell.
My own personal hell.
I let my hand touch her thigh so she knew I was serious even though I was slumped down and perpetually board.
“What are you doing? We hate each other remember?”
“Hate me tomorrow.”
Elena Monroe grew up in Florida scribbling down stories from a very young age. These stories were really just wavy lines filling the paper, but she knew each word, each emotion, each character’s name, and there was no tricking her into forgetting what each line signified. Just like her unconventional way of writing as a toddler Elena is setting her own rules and just telling stories.
Much like her debut novel, The Best Years, life certainly imitated art. Transplanting from the South to the East Coast, Elena currently lives in Connecticut with husband, reformed bad boy.
Find her on her social media through Twitter at @elenamonroe, Instagram at @elenamonroewrites, Facebook at @elenamonroewrites, and more
Title: Awful Curse
Author: Elena Monroe
Series: Celestial Bodies #1
Publication Year: 2020
Genres: Contemporary/Fantasy Romance
Source: eARC via Give Me Books Promotions
Rating: 2.75 Stars
Recommendation: Recommended for people who enjoy teen drama with some paranormal romance mixed in.
This is a bit painful to say, but I was excited for Awful Curse, it sounded intriguing and dark, like something I would love, but all I got was a lot of disappointment.
He wasn’t a king. He was a god above other man – one I was about to worship and apologize later.
I was so bored for most part of the book. It was slow moving and nothing really happened, except some annoying teen drama. I wanted to DNF this book a lot, I just couldn’t wait for it to be over. Oh, and then there had to be several plot holes just to annoy me some more. However, around 68% the book got more interesting, when finally we got clear picture of what was happening and something actually started to happen. I think it should have just been shorter or it simply needed more action. I wanted more of paranormal and magical, as the idea of this book was good and the snippets of memories about their past were actually intriguing.
At the end only the last third part of the story was actually a real story with some plot, but the rest was just boring drama. I liked that there was some mystery, a bit of Greek mythology mixed in and a few tiny twists at the end that made it more exciting.
“What if I never stop hating you?”
“Then hate me. Hate me until it blurs into something else.”
His warm hands were comfortably on my hips, holding me against him, and I could almost smell the forest mixing with his musk. His scent alone was enough to get me drunk.
“What if the line between love and hate never blurs?”
His lips swept against my exposed neck, dragging against my skin with every word. “That line will always be blurred with us, because you already love to hate me.”
We had two POVs from Arianna and Bolton, and then at the end we saw a few other POVs just jump in out of nowhere, however, they were not that bad.
I didn’t care for any of the characters, they felt a bit cliche, flat and kind of not very likable. I was annoyed by every single character for most of the part. I just rolled my eyes so hard and so often that I’m surprised my eyes still function right. They were children of gods and goddesses but it didn’t feel like it. These kids were driving me crazy. However, at the end Bolton and a few others grew on me a bit.
Mad didn’t describe how I felt when I didn’t get my way.
It was a poison rushing through my veins, turning every ounce of me into villain. I was no hero.
That was an easy label when I could do and say what I wanted. That kind of comfort irritated people so much that it landed me in their hate category. I had played the villain for so long I didn’t even know what heroes were anymore.
Fuck their golden rules.
Fuck their self-sacrificing, courage, and humility.
I was selfish and unafraid, and everyone knew it just as much as I did. I wasn’t ashamed. I was the essence of Aries, trapped in a teenager, doomed to this repetitive punishment – all because of the one who got lost.
Usually romance is my favourite part of stories, but here it was the most annoying thing ever. Arianna and Bolton had little chemistry or sparks. The hate-to-love was so forced and even ridiculous. They both were all over the place, and going in circles with their want, hate, decisions and actions. It was like I hate you – I don’t, I do – I don’t, I want you – I don’t, I do – I don’t, let’s do it – let’s not, yes-no, yes-no. And when she says ‘yes’, he says ‘no’, then something like ten seconds later he says ‘yes’, and now she says ‘no’, and vice versa, all the f-ing time. They were giving me headache with their antics. Talk about whiplash…this would get the crown.
He challenged me in a way no one else even tried to. Thirteen schools before Arcadia, and I finally found my match in Bolton Hayes.
Nerveless, there were a few angsty and sweet scenes that I liked. They showed that this romance story had so much potential but sadly it missed the mark.
But the worst part was when some kind of love square thing appeared or what ever it was. However, I did root at the end for Bolton and Arianna as when the story got better (around 68% in), so did the characters, their relationships and everything else.
I wanted all of Bolton even though he was a monster.
He wasn’t boyfriend material.
Because he was king.
He hid my past, my memories, from me.
To force everything in the background, except himself.
He was a false god, wearing a crown that really belonged to me.
He bowed to me.
The writing was missing passion and emotions, as even the anger that was all over the book wasn’t really there. I didn’t feel anything. As I didn’t shed a single tear, which really shows, how little of emotions this book conveys because I’m a super sensitive reader, I usually cry like hundreds of times while reading a single book and with this one just nothing. It was like someone had sucked out all feelings and emotions from the pages of the book for most of the story. It felt flat, boring and emotionless, but it did improve by the end.
Also the writing felt repetitive. It was like there was noting more that the talk about kings, queens, crowns and royalty, at the beginning it was fun but it got old fast. Also it was like they were thinking, feeling and doing just the same things over and over till I wanted just to quit. But then finally the end came, and we got to see that not all is lost, as it showed that there is still potential for the next book because the ending of this one was quite good.
Who we choose to matter was above the blood that binds us, because we chose them to be more. I may have been stuck with this circle, forced together as children of Gods, as royalty, but I was still fucking king and the only kingdom I was going to see was a grave for each of my enemies.
This felt like just some contemporary teen drama that had little to do with paranormal romance story that I was promised and wanted. If you like high school drama then this book could be up your alley.
The best part of this book was the last chapter, I really liked it. It actually made me curious for where the story will go and what’s going to happen next. I really hope the second book will be more action packed, the characters and the writing will stay more like they were at the very end of this book. I guess I’m intrigued enough to check out the next book in this series.
Thanks for stopping by! I hope you will enjoy this book more than I did, maybe if I read it as a teen I would have liked it way better. Also this book is for people who enjoy contemporary teen dramas with a bit of mystery and paranormal mixed in.
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