Red Queen is part 1 of the Red Queen series. This is a set of 4 book, completing the series. There are 2 short stories associated with these novels as well. . A great blend of power, thrill, magic, betrayal, strength and overwhelming emotions. This book is grasping. It won't let you leave. You will be amazed by the twist and turns. The thing you won't imagine happening, will happen. . You will feel living in another world, growing with the character, stronger yet weaker. You will feel love with a breath of pain. You will cry. You will feel proud. By the end you will long, for more. . The best part is she will give you more. Three more books and every book leaving you same way. This first book is the build up of story line, interesting and un-putdownable. It will stay with you for a long time. . I will post about it's 2nd part soon. I am already finished with it as well. #bookreviewbysunidhiraiya#bookreview#victoriaaveyard#redqueen#redqueenseries#readears#writers#readcaption
You were like those daybreaks that come everyday. Unconsciously neglected. But always loved. By the time I realised how much the dawn meant to me, it was already dark. And the darkness just became darker. I waited for the next daybreak, but it never came. The sunrise used to come. Everyday. I always knew that it would come again. Just like it always did. So I just waited. And waited. Until one day it faded.
It was always bright, the sunlight. It winked at me, and painted the vast canvas with paints that I loved. It sent the breeze to soothe me. It stroked my pain away with its breaths. It cured my scars with its remedies. But I never knew. I saw how much it cared for me. But I never paid heed. All I saw was that it would come back. One day. It would. Always. But why would it? Did I give it back the love that it deserved? Did I ever care for it the way it cared for me? Did I ever take its pain upon me, the way it always did? Did I ever try to understand it's love? Did I ?
I thought things could be taken for granted. I thought it would come back. Every time. I was selfish.
/I never knew what darkness meant, until the light left me forever. / I never knew that darkness could turn even darker. Now I look at the moon, and ask her to bring back it's love. I beg her to love him once more. "You lost him. You lost me my love." She said. Even her crescent faced downwards. She didn't smile the way she used do.
/Dusk lost the dawn/ And so I walked on the moonlit sand, alone. You were my light. Now it is all dark. Just fragments. Of what? I don't even know.
I thought I could get love, without giving it back. I thought I could get your respect, without giving it to you. I was selfish. Yes, I was wrong. And I am sorry.