I received this book for free from Goddess Fish Promotions in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.Love, Alchemy by Eden Ashley
on July 1, 2016
Genres: Romantic Fantasy, New Adult
Format: kindle e-book
Source: Goddess Fish Promotions
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Daveigh Little is preparing for college, planning to leave behind the tiny hick town she’s spent her entire life in once and for all. But plagued by troubles at home and school, Daveigh makes a series of bad choices that land her in hot water with a local kingpin. Suddenly, people around her are dying and Daveigh finds herself on the run.
And then there’s Ethan. Fresh out of the academy, Ethan Remington represents the authority Daveigh has come to despise, but she is inexplicably drawn to the handsome rookie of few words. From the first moment she laid eyes on him, Daveigh knew Ethan was different. She just didn’t realize how different. Reasons of his own have led Ethan into the tangled strands of danger within the town of Harpey…but those reasons aren’t nearly as mysterious as Ethan’s origins or the irresistible passion between them.
Unexpected! Different! Mouth-watering hero with a kick-ass heroine!!!
Davey is close to finish high school and all she can think about is to go away for college. She wants to move out of her unstable home and start a new life for herself. Some bad choices from her part brings horrible consequences. Now she must fix this and doesn’t really know how. Along the way she meets this totally different boy that decides to help her. She doesn’t really understands Ethan, but she trusts him completely. In a journey beyond anything you can think, Davey and Ethan find peril and love. Is love ever enough?
O.M.G! I love both characters. Davey is only coexisting. She doesn’t have much hope for her future, but when needed she finds her inner warrior and goes after what seems right. Davey is easy to love and relate. Ethan is lost! He really needs help, but all he seems to do is help others. He is hot, sweet and dangerous! I totally fell in love with Ethan!!!
Ms. Ashley created a good, even though sometimes confusing, plot. At times, I felt the pace of the story too slow, others, too fast. That’s a personal problem. I love details, and in a fantasy book I tend to wish for very descriptive scenes. But I was always entertained. I was compelled to keep reading and was constantly trying to guess what was coming next.
What I wasn’t expecting in this read were steamy scenes. But let me tell you, there were some very nicely described hot scenes. Have I mentioned that Ethan is hot? Yeah! He didn’t seem like very alpha and then suddenly: bam!!! Would leave you having hot flashes.
Love, Alchemy is a very creative book that should have a follow-up. Yes, pretty please! I have ended this book wanting more. I would love to know them better. Where are they going from there?
I’ve finished reading this a couple of days ago, but I’m still thinking of them, and the possibilities for their future.
P.S: Cover – I like the picture, but I don’t really like the mixture of colors and I believe the title is too small. I couldn’t find much of the story on the cover.
You MAY read this because you like fantasy; you SHOULD read this if you are always looking for great characters; but you MUST read this if you a ready for a change and would love to find the unexpected!
Cooper’s fingers dug into her arm with bruising force, leaving Davey no choice but to defend herself. Punching out with the heel of her free hand, she struck him in the nose. Rearing back in pain, he immediately let go and she struggled to keep her footing. Recovering, Cooper snarled and lunged to retaliate. Davey scrambled but wasn’t fast enough to escape his reach. And then suddenly she didn’t have to. A dark figure stepped into Cooper’s path, and seconds later, Cooper was on the ground bleeding and wearing a dazed look. He wouldn’t be getting up anytime soon.
Deeply shaken, Davey opened her mouth to thank her rescuer, but he had already gone. Swallowed up by the dancing mass of sweaty teenagers.
Davey wanted to be home at once. All she could think of was cuddling with Hogan while reading him a bedtime story before tucking him in. She ran outside, yanking a hoodie over her head to protect against the chill. Gulping in the misty fresh air, she calmed down enough to slow to a stroll and began what would be a long walk home. But there he was. It hadn’t been her imagination. Remington stood on the shadowy road, blocking Davey’s path.
She stopped several yards from his position. A safe distance away, she hoped. “What do you want?”
His reply was so low she could barely make it out. “I needed to be sure.”
Davey’s heart was thudding out of her chest. Had he seen her dealing? “About what?”
“That you were okay.”
“Oh.” She hadn’t expected that. “If you were so worried, why didn’t you stick around?”
“The directive tonight was recon only.” Remington took a step closer. “I think I may have compromised it by causing a scene.”
Weirdo alarm bells ringing at full volume, Davey took two steps back. “I’m sorry saving my ass messed up your mission. Thanks anyway.” Going in the other direction would get her away from him but also make the trek home thirty minutes longer. It really didn’t seem like a bad trade-off.
“What did that guy want from you?”
“It’s none of your business.” Davey quickly started walking.
Remington followed. “You could have been hurt.”
“Again, none of your business.” She doubled her stride, but he kept pace effortlessly. Forging ahead for about fifty feet, Davey stopped. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m escorting you home.”
Flabbergasted, her mouth opened and shut. “Why?” she finally asked.
Remington watched her for a quiet moment. His features were oddly attractive in the glow of the streetlights. “I swore to serve and protect. It’s my job to keep you safe.”
Unconvinced, she gestured toward the house where the party raged on. “So a cop is going to show up and escort every one of those kids home too?”
She folded her arms. “Then why are you following me?”
Remington shifted. “I don’t know.”
It wasn’t really an answer, but the way he spoke, as well as the manner of his movements, made the words seem true. Plus, Remington hadn’t appeared comfortable admitting them.
“What’s your name?”
“Well, I don’t like cops. Give me something else to call you.”
Davey rolled her eyes. “Like your first name.”
“Oh.” Remington smiled. The expression transformed his features, and she thought he should do it more often. “Ethan.”
“Okay, Ethan. Walk me home.”