Friday, August 13, 2010
Hex Hall by Rachel Hawkins
Publisher: Disney Hyperion Books, 2010
Pages: 323 pages
Genres: Action, Chick Lit, Paranormal, Young Adult, and Romance
Sophie Mercer has had a hard time after finding out she's a witch. And it doesn't help that her single mother isn't a witch and her estranged father is well...estranged. So of course , being a witch with no help things are bound to go wrong and of course, they do. After a spell goes horribly wrong at Sophie's normal no-witch-but-her high school she is sent to the reform school Hex Hall.
After her first day Sophie has quite a score-card for her first official day as a witch among other witches and Prodigium, aka witches, faeries, shapeshifters, werewolves, vampires, ghost, etc... It doesn't help that there are three witches that hate her, a warlock who she's cruching on, a ghost who's stalking her, and a new roommate who happens to be the most hated person on campus, as well as the only vampire student on campus. Okay so that's not the worst that could happen right?...Wrong! Sophie soon learns that students on campus are being attacked mysteriously, and the only suspect is her only friend at Hex Hall. Sophie needs to discover who, or which ancient society that is determined to destroy all Prodigium, especially her.
Okay so long summery right? There is a lot to this book though, well it all seems complicated from the summery but it's really not. This book was awesome and refreshing. It was a great book to read before school starts as Sophie is also starting and getting back into school. If you can pick this book up before you start school, college, or even if you just go to work everyday get this book. But especially if you have to start that inevitable first day of school that leads to one long year. This was a super cute book that contained the perfect amount of humor you need before school starts. It can kind of get you back into the school spirit in a good way. Like I said this book was refreshing and I really liked that it focused on witches. In fact werewolves and vampires take a bit of a back seat to witches, faeries, and shapeshifters. Mainly there aren't as many. Oh, and it's a really good-paced book. It keeps you reading and makes you not want to put it down.
I loved the characters and plot and can not wait until book two! It's going to be a long wait and I'm not happy about that since it kind of leaves you, not really on a cliff-hanger, but more of a the-first-story-is-done-but-there-are-still-loose-ends-that-need-to-be-tied-up-and-there-are-still-many-questions-to-be-answered. Okay so I guess it is a bit of a cliff-hanger, meaning you want to read the next book right afterward but unfortunately have to wait.
5 Kisses! I know I've been giving a lot of fives but I can't help it! These books are good.
"Or maybe they were staring at me as I tried to discreetly wipe sweat from between my brests without appearing to get to second base with myself. Hard to say."
"I heard a man and woman cry out a warning as I frantically racked my brain for some sort of throat-repairing spell, which I was clearly about need. Of course the only words I actually managed to yell at the werewolf as he ran at me were, "BAD DOG!"
"After the Great War between God and Lucifer, those angels who refused to take sides were casted out f heaven. One group-" she pointed to the tall angel in the middle-"chose to hide itself away under hills and deep in the forests. They became faeries. Another group chose to live among animals and became shapeshifters. And the last chose to intermingle with humans and became witches."
"Wow," I heard Mom say, and I turned to her with a smile.
"Good luck explaining to God that you used to spank one of his heavenly beings."
"There were only six adults in the oldest picture, and all of them looked really serious, like they'd probably kicked kittens for fun."
"She plunged her snout into my hair and took a deep shuddering breath.
I forced myself to stay very calm, and after a moment, she released me.
Giving a bashful shrug, she said, "Sorry. Werewolf thing."
"Hey, no problem," I said, even though all I could think was, Slobber! Werewolf slobber! On my skin!
"I turned around to see the groundskeeper, Cal, standing behind me. As usual he was rocking his lumberjack look-all flannel and denim. And this time he even has a prop: a giant ax, which he held in his left hand, the lethal head gleaming dully against his boot.
I don't know what the expression on my face was as I stared at the ax, but I imagined I must have looked like Elmer Fudd when Bugs Bunny had dressed up as a girl-popping eyes, jaw dropped to the ground.
Apprenetly that wasn't to far off, because Cal seemed to stifle a laugh as he lifted his ax and rested it on his shoulder.
"Relax. I'm not a psycho."
"I know that," I snapped. "You're the healing janitor dude."
"Isn't that like the janitor?"
"No it's like the groundskeeper."
"You are more prepared than the Girl Scouts." I'd muttered. Then I'd fainted."