It’s finals week so any reading I get done is going to be done on the commute to and from school (and maybe when I’m having a relaxing bath).

So up next I’ll think I’ll read…

The Star-Touched Queen by Roshani Chokshi.

I was approved for it on NetGalley and it’s published on the 26th of this month. I would really like to complete it and get a review out before that date.

Here’s a little synopsis: Maya is cursed. With a horoscope that promises a marriage of Death and Destruction, she has earned only the scorn and fear of her father’s kingdom. Content to follow more scholarly pursuits, her whole world is torn apart when her father, the Raja, arranges a wedding of political convenience to quell outside rebellions. Soon Maya becomes the queen of Akaran and wife of Amar. Neither roles are what she expected: As Akaran’s queen, she finds her voice and power. As Amar’s wife, she finds something else entirely: Compassion. Protection. Desire…

But Akaran has its own secrets — thousands of locked doors, gardens of glass, and a tree that bears memories instead of fruit. Soon, Maya suspects her life is in danger. Yet who, besides her husband, can she trust? With the fate of the human and Otherworldly realms hanging in the balance, Maya must unravel an ancient mystery that spans reincarnated lives to save those she loves the most. . .including herself.

Random Question: A book everyone should read at least once.

House of Leaves by Mark Z Danielewski. It’s written in a different format with some pages only containing a few words and placed in a shape. There are also footnotes throughout the book too. It’s such an interesting concept and everyone that reads it ends up loving it.

“The story remains unchanged, focusing on a young family that moves into a small home on Ash Tree Lane where they discover something is terribly wrong: their house is bigger on the inside than it is on the outside.

Of course, neither Pulitzer Prize-winning photojournalist Will Navidson nor his companion Karen Green was prepared to face the consequences of that impossibility, until the day their two little children wandered off and their voices eerily began to return another story — of creature darkness, of an ever-growing abyss behind a closet door, and of that unholy growl which soon enough would tear through their walls and consume all their dreams“