Chronicles of Nick: Invincible


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Invincible

Just when he thought things couldn’t get any worse…

Nick Gautier’s day just keeps getting better and better. Yeah, he survived the zombie attacks, only to wake up and find himself enslaved to a world of shapeshifters and demons out to claim his soul.

His new principle thinks he’s even more of a hoodlum than the last one, his coach is trying to recruit him to things he can’t even mention and the girl he’s not seeing, but is, has secrets that terrify him.

But more than that, he’s being groomed by the darkest of powers and if he doesn’t learn how to raise the dead by the end of the week, he will become one of them…

I know that I had a good ol’ bitch session on Saturday about SK but, now that I’ve purged, I’m feeling more warmly towards her. Bygones are bygones now 🙂 … Mostly.

Invincible is book two in the Chronicles of Nick series. I read this book quite a while ago. All I remember is that I felt really sorry for Nick. SK tortured this poor boy relentlessly. His new football coach is a douche, his principle-Richard Head, subtle Sherri-is a petty bastard, and his sort of girlfriend has more secrets than the CIA.

As if that isn’t bad enough, he finds out that Kyrian, his boss, is an immortal warrior with fangs. Other than a quick freak out, Nick takes the whole thing pretty well. Once Kyrian reassures Nick that he has no intention of eating him, Nick takes things in stride. Nick’s having divination lessons with the Grim Reaper, who is actually pretty funny. Nick is physically incapable of biting his tongue, so several threats death (ha ha) threats are issued.  Nick learns who his “uncle” Ambrose really is to him. However, the most terrifying thing Nick faces in this book: his mother’s reaction when he gets her fired from her job as a stripper. Not because she likes being a stripper. It’s just that since she was a really young mom and she didn’t finish high school, so the stripping gig is all she’s got. Thankfully, Cherise gets a job working at Sanctuary, a bar owned by a family of were-bears.

Lots of excitement and smart arse commentary from our hero. It’s an entertaining read, I just wish I remember it better.    

The cheapest place that I could find was over at Foyles.

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