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Wondrous Strange Book Review

Wondrous Strange Book Review - Reviewed by Kidzworld on Apr 21, 2009
( Rating: 4 Star Rating)

When Kelley lands the role as the fairy queen Titania in a production of A Midsummer Night’s Dream, she can’t believe her luck. But she soon discovers there’s more truth her role than meets the eye. Kidzworld reviews Wondrous Strange by Lesley Livin

Author: Lesley Livingston

Kelley Winslow chased her dream of acting to New York City, where she landed the role of an understudy in a production of Shakespeare’s Midsummer Night’s Dream. But when the leading actress breaks her leg, Kelley must fill her magical shoes as Titania, the fairy queen. This is the big break Kelley has been waiting for...if only she doesn’t mess it up. That’s when she meets Sonny.


A Brave Rescue

At first Sonny Flannery seems like a gentleman. He offers her a rose in the park, a kind gesture from one stranger to another. But that same night something strange happens: Kelley finds a horse drowning in the lake. She saves its life, nearly losing hers, and somehow the horse follows her back to her apartment. It sits in her bathtub, refusing to move, and Kelley has no idea what to do.


The Attractive Stalker

That’s when Kelley's perception of Sonny changes from attractive to creepy. Kelley sees him everywhere: on the street, in the park…he even shows up at her work. Freaked that he might be stalking her, Kelley tells him to leave her alone. But she doesn't realize that Sonny is only trying to protect her. He knows that the creature in her bathroom is not a horse, but a kelpie. And he’s not as cuddly as he looks.


The Samhain Gate

Sonny is a Janus, a guard protecting the mortal world from the Faerie Realm. Once every nine years, the Samhain Gate that connects the two worlds opens. It’s Sonny job to ensure that no magical creatures pass into the human world, especially now with Kelley in such grave danger. Sonny knows her true identity, and must somehow convince her of the truth before it’s too late.


The Bottom Line

Wondrous Strange weaves a wonderful faerie tale. The book starts off a little confusing, but in no time the plot transforms into a wondrous and strange adventure. If you enjoy books about fairies, acting, Shakespeare or star-crossed romances, then you’ll love this novel.


Wondrous Strange Rating: 4


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