Cold. I got cold reading it. Still shivering. Wow.
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Freezing cold, on their last legs but there is always Hope. This was a great study of how a persons perspective can change when the support of society and rule of law is gone. Well done.

Terry McDonald
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I was in bed with a bad cold, but didn't mind it at all! Read this in one day; it was riveting.  I thought Kilmeade was just a sports guy, but the quality of writing and pace amazed me. Good job!
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Title - Cover of Snow

Author - Jenny Milchman

Source - Scottsdale Public Library

Summary -

Nora Hamilton woke up to the cold morning to notice her husband Brendan was not in bed with her. They lived in his Aunt's home in the mountains, Brendan a member of the local police force would often keep odd hours. Nora rose, feeling drowsy still and went about the house, but still could not find her husband. She walks up the back stairs to what had once been the servant's room and when she opens the door. She finds her husband.

"...I stared at her, ruing the expression of incomprehension I knew must be on my face.
"Unhappy men commit suicide, Nora. And what makes a man unhappy-especially one who is widely known to love his job?" She spoke quickly now, words gathering momentum, like a train. "Why, trouble at home, of course. With his marriage. His wife..."

Nora begins to question her husband's death. She begins to question the life she and Brendan lived. Why would a policeman who knew all the ways to kill himself with a gun, hang himself? Why did her mother-in-law hate her and Brendan so much. And what did it all have to do with the death of a young child twenty five years before? Twenty five years to the day of Brendan's death.

"...You're looking for how comes and there aren't any here," the police chief told me gruffly. "Brendan died and I'm mad as hell, like you, but no good comes from wondering why..."

Slowly, Nora begins to find more pieces to a puzzle that simply don't fit. And she cannot let her husband's suicide go. Is she grieving, blinded in her anguish to make out the simple truth of Brendan's death. Or is there much more going on in this sleepy snowed in mountain town. If she is right, how much more time will she have before she also goes missing or dead.

Review -

I had a tough time enjoying this one. The pace was incredibly slow and the characters overall did not endear you to them. Nora is torn between anger and grief. But she doggedly pursues her obsession that there is much more to her husband's death than what appears on the surface. Going between feeling for him and anger at him.
The Police Department, though central to the story, are not very developed here and its difficult to understand their motivation. In fact it seems that the only crime in the town in the crime they commit themselves.
For me, though the story was good, the pace and characters brought down and already weak plot.
Okay but not on par with alot of other books out there.
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Jeff Strand is the Entertainer I was late boarding the Strand train, almost read everything, need more mayhem, even read some of his fellow authors freinds stuff, also good.

(Chilly read, I was literally cold while reading this. Love the cover. I miss snow.)

Your admiring fan in West Palm Beach, Dave B.
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i liked this book because the main characters are not normal. They are slightly dysfunctional. Not overly so but it's there. I found this book a little depressing but it's characters are having difficulties so for me it fit. This book made cold literally.
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Frost was seriously intense. It was all sorts of crazy and completely messed with my head. In fact, the eerieness completely sunk into my bones and I was convinced things were moving out of the corner of my eyes and something was coming to get me. This book gave me the serious chills.

Now for the characters. Leena drove me nutso. I know I was probably supposed to feel sympathetic towards her and her...problems, but I didn't really. She annoyed the crap out of me with her "I'm always right and you're insane" routine. Plus, she kind of treated everyone around her like crap. Celeste was no problem for me, but David's crazy love for her was borderline creepy sometimes. Certainly not one of my favorite romances of all time, though I think that was the point.

Before reading Frost I'd read quite a few reviews that mentioned the ambiguous ending which is something I absolutely hate. Surprisingly, this ending totally and completely worked for me this time. Once I turned the last page I felt like my questions were answered and things were nicely resolved instead of being lost and disgruntled.

Another thing: I wished there was a little more about Barcroft. I feel a little like I got gyped on the whole boarding school aspect of it all.

Final Thoughts: Frost most certainly has the creepy-factor going for it. It gets into your mind and makes you all jumpy. If you're looking for a good mystery/thriller, you should definitely give Frost a read. Though the characters annoyed me at times, it was never enough to actually make me want to stop reading. For 400 pages, this is a really quick read, too.
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If you prefer proper grammar, smooth style, and an interesting plot, don't buy this book.  This book left me so cold I had to stand in front of my open freezer to warm up.
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***I received the eBook free as a review copy from the publisher HarperCollins via Edelweiss in exchange for an honest review***

I don't want to say it, I dont, but I fear Ice Like Fire has a case of middle book syndrome *stares despairingly at beautiful cover*. There was so much politics and far less action than I would have liked (especially after the epicness that is the first book), it slowed down the pace tenfold. That said, I remained invested in the story and its characters.

Meira, the newly revealed Winter Queen remains a protagonist worth admiring. Granted there were many moments when she struggled between being the person she thought the Winter kingdom needed and the girl who takes risks  Im just glad that however long it took, she knows the best thing is to stay true to yourself.

Theron and Mather are whole other stories My heart is so confused; I don't know what to do. Both have developed so much in different ways and while before I felt conflicted over liking both, now Im not sure if I want either (with Meira of course *looks innocent* I wasn't talking about me). Mathers perspective was interesting, even though his chapters had godawful timing, and I welcomed the addition of the Children of the Thaw. Many more characters were introduced, my favourite being Ceridwen. I implore you to read this book if for no other reason than to see why this girl is so awesome.

Another reason to pick up Ice Like Fire is the thrilling conclusion that lasted for 20% of the book. With things hitting the fan left, right and centre it has set up the third book in the best way possible. Already I can tell that it is not to be missed. Neither is this series, so if you haven't started yet you should!

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Um, this isn't going to be pretty.
I wanted to like it, I really did. I like how compact it is and the material is soft for my head. BUT...
Cold. My head was cold. It's full of nothing but air and the air was cold so I had to wrap my fleece (inside out) to make it comfortable. Could they have put something in there that lets the air flow but isn't just a hollow cavity? It was like a balloon.
2:00 AM. My neck is at a weird angle and it woke me up. At first I didn't notice it because my jacket was wrapped around it, but it was almost flat. Okay maybe I accidentally left the opening a little ajar when I was putting it in my coat, so I blow it up to my comfort level and drift off to sleep again. (By the way, I was outdoors on a hiking trip with some friends just a week or so ago, so it's getting cold in the Uinta mountains in Utah)
4:00 AM and it's even colder, and the little *#&%& is flat again. This time I checked and I could hear part of the seam was not fused properly. They do give you a repair kit! AWESOME! I brought it with me too! However, this is NOT FUN to do in the mountains, in the dark, in the cold, in the middle of the night.
6:17 AM. Flat.
Need I go further?
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With this weather, it's too hot to do much of anything. I've spent the better part of the summer with my butt hanging in the kitchen freezer -- but it gets awfully boring in there waiting for my cheeks to thaw out. So I've been on the lookout for some 'cool' summer browsing, tailored to my appropriate reading level -- and core temperature. Tough to 'speed read' when there are icicles dangling from your bookmark.

This book seemed to be right up my alley. I've been told by *lots* of people that I don't know anything -- anything at all -- and that's precisely what the book is about. Not knowing. And I was always taught that if you don't know about something, you should keep your fool mouth shut about it. So I figured this would be a nice short easy read. Something I could finish in an afternoon. Maybe a long weekend, max.

But it's six hundred pages.

Six. HUNDRED. Pages. Of *not* knowing. I think I'm happy the author _didn't_ know something, or who knows how much book there'd be? If there was any knowing going on in this thing at all, you'd need a handcart and a library assistant to carry the thing around. If you put it on your Kindle, it'd swell up like a balloon.

Instead, it's just the 600 pages of not knowing, which is kind of a tough plot to sell. I started the book, and he didn't know. I skipped a few chapters, and he still didn't know. So I cut to the end, and -- SPOILER ALERT -- there's no knowing. It's like a Where's Waldo picture album in nine volumes, only Waldo's been airbrushed out.

I don't know if that counts as enlightment. But it feels pretty _deep_, man.
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The first twenty pages of this book left me cold.  I did not care for it.  I was not sure just what the author was trying to convey.  It had me confused to the point that I did not finish reading it.
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These books kinda freaked me out. It was a lot of mixing death with sexual aspects. Unique writing, no doubt, but made me feel weird to read.
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Speechless! I say this in the best way ...I am literally speechless ..just finished the last page and I don't even know how to react or feel. I need to absorb it..that's how amazing and real this book was..

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Feel a cold coming on?  Beat it with this. Nausea? Ditto.
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I got my Kobo Literati EBook as a gift. The one that froze on me I enjoyed very much. I am going to give Kobo Literati another chance. I want to thank everyone for their comments.
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I felt physically ill a few times while reading, but I couldn't make myself put it down. Not a subject matter I would have read if I'd known in advance. If you have a young daughter or experienced abuse in your past, steel yourself.

Third person, present tense was a little awkward stylistically, but I got used to it, though it pulled me out of the story several times.
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*Lips curled up faintly, although eyes are a bit distant with mixed emotions as usual* I was there through it all, even though I slightly read out of context from the moment I spotted a pretty purple covered Half-Blood book & read the back. Looking through these thoughts fervently now, I am unsure if the summary drew me; hell, it could've been the swearing of a nice image greeting me, or me being a book weed smoker because these eyes inhaled so much & I still wouldn't know. This is huger than the Great Norns *sucked ina deep breath* this isn't even like a compulsion & better than an allure like I suggested not long ago.....mentally of course

Through it all, besides having the heart to slaughter even characters I like in cold, yet, bitterly victorious blood, this book experience changed me. As I kept going on, I felt them. ALL of them. I think something in me is broke & I'm more open, though ironically closed off *wry click of tongue as brow arched* visionary is more than scary- plus, the experience is a foundation of shiggidy I cannot form words as my brain just drew a blank spot in the Netherrealm; tunnel vision is at an all time high low however that's perceived to be conceived

These books are more than books *swooshed spit around swoosh of inner mouth indentations* a portal has opened for me. I actually got to see the characters for what their emotions truly hold way grasped beyond pages of paper that conveyed more than justice, but when I met Hades, he was fuggin Australian, not British, & that's odd. Even stranger is how I was laying in bed one night chillin with my nightlight on when I was transported to an unknown part of the Underworld. The fear of shackles were very real, but so was the tang of fierceness to fight. I wasn't even daydreaming; no matter  how many times I blinked my eyes, I couldn't leave without failing a test of courage maybe. Vini vidi vici roared inside me that night. As I slayed undead things & set Hades on fire in vengeance; his ashes became my lullaby. Apollo did help me knowing I needed it & the fear I inevitably conquered in 30seconds flat probably...

Now he watches over me along with other unsavory bloodthirsty Gods & possibly Goddesses *snort*I'll set them ablaze too. Musical chime to my child soul *momentarily pressed lips together* I dunno how, but Lady Armentrout, your books are a portal into a world less known. You've got some kooky Granny Piperi rolling through those fingers coming out your brain that I appreciate so much my vocabulary is atrocious; heh. Thanks for writing......without discovering your book that set a chain reaction to a series of supernatural events rivaling glittery vampires & irrevocably true bloods, I wouldn't have become more understanding as I am now.....my brain would be dull as Apollo's corny meaningful threats. I can sssssssoooo outdo him in that category of gory wits & he's supposed to be my like, long lost thriving ancestor *scoffed having amusement dancing in eyes* Phoebus Pollo-Shirt has a lot to learn, especially knowing he'd stare at a disco ball for eternity if he didn't have Godly duties that- *squints*I rambled too much *yawns* whoopie cushion

When part 2 of Seth comes out, I'm going to cry like nothing ever mattered before; I guarantee it, though, it's NEVER going to be for me, but the characters that are raped of their privileges. That's how I roll *took deep breath exhaling rather quickly without missing a beat* is it weird to like, have peculiar visions of what I read that goes far over logical explanations? *murmurs softly* I swear to all things unnatural I'm using astral projection when I cry out mentally for them & more....hm *noodle tilt*