Samantha is a stranger in her own life. Until the night she disappeared with her best friend, Cassie, everyone said Sam had it all-popularity, wealth, and a dream boyfriend. Sam has resurfaced, but she has no recollection of who she was or what happened to her that night. As she tries to piece together her life from before, she realizes it's one she no longer wants any part of. The old Sam took "mean girl" to a whole new level, and it's clear she and Cassie were more like best enemies. Sam is pretty sure that losing her memories is like winning the lottery. She's getting a second chance at being a better daughter, sister, and friend, and she's falling hard for Carson Ortiz, a boy who has always looked out for her-even if the old Sam treated him like trash. But Cassie is still missing, and the facts about what happened to her that night isn't just buried deep inside of Sam's memory-someone else knows, someone who wants to make sure Sam stays quiet. All Sam wants is the truth, and if she can unlock her clouded memories of that fateful night, she can finally move on. But what if not remembering is the only thing keeping Sam alive?
Se precisavam de uma prova que eu sou teimosa, aqui a têm. Depois de ter desgostado da série Lux, ao ponto de me ver forçada a abandonar os livros, voltei a cair na mesma autora. é que eu oiço falar tão bem que pensei que devia ser um problema meu, e vendo bem, na volta até é. Por ter presenciado a forma como a autora até se desenrasca bastante bem no plot secundário, lá fui eu, porque a sinopse agradou-me muito e só um livro também não ia ser o fim do mundo.
No one is like Daemon Black. When he set out to prove his feelings for me, he wasn’t fooling around. Doubting him isn’t something I’ll do again, and now that we’ve made it through the rough patches, well... There’s a lot of spontaneous combustion going on. But even he can’t protect his family from the danger of trying to free those they love. After everything, I’m no longer the same Katy. I’m different... And I’m not sure what that will mean in the end. When each step we take in discovering the truth puts us in the path of the secret organization responsible for torturing and testing hybrids, the more I realize there is no end to what I’m capable of. The death of someone close still lingers, help comes from the most unlikely source, and friends will become the deadliest of enemies, but we won’t turn back. Even if the outcome will shatter our worlds forever. Together we’re stronger... and they know it.
Alguma vez havia de ter de ser a minha primeira, não é verdade? Alguma vez haveria de existir uma série que eu não gostasse e não compreendesse porque é que anda toda a gente com as hormonas as saltos. Alguma vez havia de me irritar tanto, de revirar tanto os olhos, que só desse na desistência do livro quando ainda nem a meio tinha chegado.
Being connected to Daemon Black sucks… Thanks to his alien mojo, Daemon’s determined to prove what he feels for me is more than a product of our bizarro connection. So I’ve sworn him off, even though he’s running more hot than cold these days. But we’ve got bigger problems. Something worse than the Arum has come to town… The Department of Defense are here. If they ever find out what Daemon can do and that we're linked, I’m a goner. So is he. And there's this new boy in school who’s got a secret of his own. He knows what’s happened to me and he can help, but to do so, I have to lie to Daemon and stay away from him. Like that's possible. Against all common sense, I'm falling for Daemon. Hard. But then everything changes… I’ve seen someone who shouldn’t be alive. And I have to tell Daemon, even though I know he’s never going to stop searching until he gets the truth. What happened to his brother? Who betrayed him? And what does the DOD want from them—from me? No one is who they seem. And not everyone will survive the lies…
Isto andou negro para estes lado. Por momentos pensei que ia abandonar esta série, tal era o que para aqui ia.
Starting over sucks. When we moved to West Virginia right before my senior year, I'd pretty much resigned myself to thick accents, dodgy internet access, and a whole lot of boring.... until I spotted my hot neighbor, with his looming height and eerie green eyes. Things were looking up. And then he opened his mouth. Daemon is infuriating. Arrogant. Stab-worthy. We do not get along. At all. But when a stranger attacks me and Daemon literally freezes time with a wave of his hand, well, something...unexpected happens. The hot alien living next door marks me. You heard me. Alien. Turns out Daemon and his sister have a galaxy of enemies wanting to steal their abilities, and Daemon's touch has me lit up like the Vegas Strip. The only way I'm getting out of this alive is by sticking close to Daemon until my alien mojo fades. If I don't kill him first, that is.
Tanta histeria à volta desta série, que me fez andar em biquinhos dos pés até poder ler. E não é que esteja desiludida, mas depois de tantas revisões que davam sempre mais de 4 estrelas, pensei que fosse algo do outro mundo (curtiram o trocadilho?). Acho que nunca tinha lido nada de aliens. Filmes e séries já tinha visto (Roswell! ah e o I Am Number Four também foi fixe), mas livros não. E pronto, como via tanta gente a saltitar que esta série era fantástica lá fui eu.