The Replacement by Brenna Yovanoff

Book Name: The Replacement
Author/s: Brenna Yovanoff
LanguageEnglish
Publisher, year: Razorbill 2010
Page total: 352
Date Read: November 6th-7th
Genre/s: YA, Paranormal, Fantasy, Romance, Faeries
Synopsis/Description: Mackie Doyle is not one of us. Though he lives in the small town of Gentry, he comes from a world of tunnels and black murky water, a world of living dead girls ruled by a little tattooed princess. He is a Replacement, left in the crib of a human baby sixteen years ago. Now, because of fatal allergies to iron, blood, and consecrated ground, Mackie is fighting to survive in the human world.

Mackie would give anything to live among us, to practice on his bass or spend time with his crush, Tate. But when Tate's baby sister goes missing, Mackie is drawn irrevocably into the underworld of Gentry, known as Mayhem. He must face the dark creatures of the Slag Heaps and find his rightful place, in our world, or theirs.
First line of Book:I don’t remember any of the true, important parts, but there's this dream I have.

Review:I was really excited when I started reading The Replacement, because it seemed to have a pretty original storyline, with the Changelings and all that, and Maggie Stiefvater's blurb was really making me curious and eager to start. I'm glad to say it didn't disappoint.

Mackie Doyle is, indeed, one of the sweetest, strongest, most magnetic heroes I've met, as others put it, and I couldn't agree more. His relationship with Emma was also very good and warm and sweet and one of my favorite things.
Tate was a strange girl. She totally kicks ass but sometimes she is so unreasonable it pisses me off. I didn't get Roswell either. He just seemed to be along for the ride, you know?
The character I was surprised to like though, was the Morrighan. I couldn't not like her.

The writing was pretty good too, and easy to read. I would recommend it if you like fantasy and paranormal novels and that kind of thing.
Rating: 4/5

Quotes from book:
"Do you really want to know where we come from?" she said. "In every century, in every country, they'll call us something different. They'll say we're ghosts, angels, demons, elemental spirits, and giving us a name doesn't help anybody. When did a name change what someone is?"

"I'm not normal, Tate."
"I know." Her hand was working its way under my shirt, then touching my skin, sliding over my chest and stomach. "Does this feel good?"
I closed my eyes and nodded.
"You're normal enough."