Tempest (Destroyers #1)

By Holly Hook

Book 1 of the Destroyers Series (Second Edition)

Sixteen-year-old Janelle never thought the gray spiral birthmark on her arm meant anything special. But when gorgeous Gary materializes out of a hurricane right in front of her, that all changes, because he shares a marking exactly like hers.

When Gary shows her the truth about the curse they share, it's only the start of their nightmare.

• Language: English
• Publisher: XinXii
• Release date: Oct 19, 2012
• ISBN: 9781452320298

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TEMPEST

Book 1 of the Destroyers Series

By

Holly A. Hook

XinXii EDITION

PUBLISHED BY:

Holly A. Hook

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Tempest

Copyright 2010 Holly A. Hook

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Also by Holly Hook

*Destroyers Series*

Inferno (Destroyers, Book Two)

Outbreak (Destroyers, Book Three)

*Rita Morse Series*

Rita Morse and the Sinister Shadow (Rita Morse, Book One)

Rita Morse and the Treacherous Traitor (Rita Morse, Book Two)

After These Messages (A Parody)

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TEMPEST

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Chapter One

This was almost certainly the end.

Janelle's breath caught in her throat. Outside the bay window of their new home, mountains of black clouds lumbered through the sky. The wind screamed, threatening to blast out the glass at any second or send a piece of debris shooting straight at them. And all through it, her father stood and watched, hands folded behind his back.

Dad, get away from the window. I'm begging you. We’ve got to get out of here. Didn't you hear what the cops were blasting when the drove through earlier?

Her father turned, and he was smiling of all things. It was the opposite of what she felt, and it made zero amount of sense. No one should be smiling in a situation like this, except for people with a death wish, and her father didn't strike her as the type. Isn’t this exciting? I want you to see this.

Rain beat against the house, adding to the roar that filled the world. The roof creaked like it wanted to peel off and fly away. Every single bush and tree in their yard bent over as if pointing them back to Michigan, to the sanity they'd left behind. To her best friend, Leslie, who was no doubt thinking she'd come to a sunny paradise, gawking at shirtless guys at the beach instead of trying to huddle away from a full-blown hurricane.

Janelle bit her lip, hugging herself. It was all a dream. It had to be. It was one of those nightmares where only she could see the danger, and her father wouldn't listen to her, like the one she'd had about him setting up camp above quicksand back in junior high. She’d wake up soon in her real life, go to school, and attend her Math Whiz meeting at her normal school. Any minute now she’d—

Snap. A tree fell across the street with a sound like gunfire.

Her heart thudded as she moved behind the couch, closer to the glow of the television. At least it could protect her a little if the window blew out. Please. I want to go to the shelter. It was getting harder and harder to keep her cool. And her sanity, for that matter. How was any normal person supposed to endure this?

Footsteps approached. Eyes shining, her dad spoke in an even voice, the one he reserved for work conversations on the phone and lectures about working hard in school. We’re completely safe, Janelle. I’ve been through this before. Just enjoy it. You’d never have this experience back up north. This is nature’s most powerful storm.

Behind him, a piece of sheet metal cut through the rain and somersaulted its way down the street. Did he really expect her to enjoy this? Sure, he'd grown up in Florida, but that should only make him understand how dangerous this whole situation was. Their new neighbors seemed to. The rest of the houses on the street were vacated, lights off and driveways empty.

Exactly. Dad, why won't you explain this to me? If you've been through this before, you should know what can happen. Something was way, way wrong here. Her dad was always Mr. Careful. He'd even made her wear knee pads when she rode her bike up until middle school.

She fell silent, waiting for his response. Her father ground his shoe into the floor, watching it with great interest as if he'd been caught doing something illegal. The storm continued to roar outside, sending a fresh wave of creaks across the roof. There was one last option. Sucking in a breath, she dodged through a canyon of moving boxes to the TV, fighting down panic. Look. We’re running out of time.

A weatherman pointed to a green and yellow radar mess behind him, rambling on about storm surges and wind speeds. The eye of Hurricane Gary twisted closer to shore, and their new home, Palm Grove, stood right in its path.

See? A dry lump formed in her throat as Hurricane Gary vanished and an angry red border appeared on the coast. Something about where the surge would be at its worst, and Palm Grove was right in the middle of it. Every horrible image of storm damage and flooding she'd seen on TV flashed through her head. Water rising inside buildings. Roofs flying off houses. What if this ends up like Hurricane Andrina where like, nine hundred people drowned? We could die if we stay here!

Click. Her dad had turned off the TV. Honey, you need to control your emotions. Don't let them scare you. They’ll only tell you the bad stuff on TV. Hurricanes are actually really cool. They play an important role in—

I don’t want to hear it. Someone must have slipped something into her dad's coffee this morning. Janelle ran into the kitchen and swept an avalanche of papers off the table in search of the car keys. It wasn't time for a science lesson. She could read up about hurricanes later if she wanted. If she had to drive to the shelter with her learner’s permit, so be it. Where’re the keys?

I’ve got them. Her dad fiddled with his shirt sleeve, not looking at her. In fact, he wasn't even looking at the storm outside anymore.

A car alarm went off somewhere across the street. So much for the tantrum. So much for the TV. Janelle sucked in a breath and kept her voice level, holding down the scream rising inside her. Please. Why are you acting so weird?

Her father’s gaze slowly dropped to the floor. He sunk to the couch like an old man, patting the cushion next to him. O…okay. Come sit down, Janelle. We’re not in danger, and I’ll tell you why.

A loud rap on the door made her jump back against the fridge. Now what—had a branch hit it? Or a tree? But the banging came again, louder than before. Open up! Police!

Thank god, Janelle said, running for the door. Someone with some sanity was going to get them out of here.

She tripped over a box and sent her collection of stuffed sea animals sprawling across the floor. The sea star she'd had since she was eight. The beanie crab. The killer whale Leslie had won out of the claw machine for her on her sixteenth birthday. The sight of it sent a brief pang through her gut--they might not see any of this again--but she forced her way past with her dad on her heels, yanking open the door.

The storm blasted in, tossing the papers off the table and swirling them in the air. A man in a dripping yellow rain slicker stood on the porch, bracing himself against the wind, and a black police car had parked next to her father’s truck. It looked like a chariot sent from the heavens.

What are you still doing here? he asked her father, eyes dark and narrow. You’re under a mandatory order to evacuate. This could all flood when the surge comes in. We can’t come out and help you once it gets too bad. There’s a shelter five miles inland at the high school. You need to follow me there.

I’m in. Thanks, Janelle said.

We’re fine, sir— her dad started.

Janelle reached out and took his arm. Now wasn't the time to let him be in charge. No, we’re not.

Mister, the cop spoke with the voice that could have stopped a rhinoceros in its tracks. At the same time, his pupils opened with the same confusion she felt. Do you care about your daughter’s safety? We’re taking her whether or not you decide to come.

Her father bit his lip, staring at the wall beside the door for a second. All right. Let’s go.

The officer waved them out into the curtains of rain. Janelle let the relief flood through her limbs, until her father urged her out into it. Immediately, a stray gust nearly knocked her skinny legs out from under her.

Her dad’s truck blinked its headlights as he jabbed the remote to unlock it. Now! he said.

Freedom. Safety. She'd live to make friends at this new school after all, and maybe even invite Leslie down when spring break came along. Head down against the stinging rain, she charged for the silver truck. Wind whipped her hair into her face and mouth as if trying to push her back into that nightmare. There was no way she was going to let it.

Her dad yanked the door open, staring hard at her through the watery beads on his glasses. In!

It was the first thing he'd said today she agreed with. Janelle seized the door and pulled herself into the truck. Dripping, she spat out strands of blond hair.

A blur in the rain, her father struggled against the wind as he made his way to the driver’s side door. He climbed in, bringing half a lake with him. Maybe now he’d realize what a bad idea staying home would have been.

You okay? Janelle asked, fighting back a sarcastic comment and soaking the cool rain off her arms with her shirt. But getting drenched running to the truck beat the alternative.

He wiped off his glasses and put the key in the ignition. Of course. Just got a little wet.

You could’ve gotten killed, she wanted to say. But she bit in the comment. They were getting out of here. That was all that was important. She didn't even care what happened to the house she'd spent only one night in. Tomorrow, her dad would apologize for acting so strange today.

The police car backed out of the driveway. Her father revved the truck up as a palm frond flew off a thrashing tree and plastered itself to the windshield. Streetlights blinked out, casting the street in an even more darkness. They’d finally lost power.

Janelle let out a slow breath. We should’ve left hours ago.

The police car led the way past a row of houses and the fallen tree. The truck swayed against the wind as it followed. A metal piece of something blew across the street ahead. Meanwhile, her father tapped the steering wheel with one hand, driving as if they were still on the road trip down here.

Maybe he was just too fatigued from the move to think straight. There had to be an explanation for this.

She swallowed, studying the streams of rain marching across her window and the slogans on plywood-covered windows. Get lost, Gary. Gary was here. Get out of town, Gary. She couldn’t agree with them more.

The rain managed to beat down harder, until Janelle could only make out red and blue lights ahead. Her father braked twice to avoid trash cans in the street, clicking his tongue in annoyance the second time.

Janelle glanced at him, but not so much as one stress wrinkle had appeared at the corner of his mouth. How can you not be scared right now?

His gaze flickered down to her bare arm. You shouldn’t have worn a tank top. Here. Cover up your birthmark. He reached over and took their cheap first aid kit out of the glove compartment. People might think you’ve got a rotten sense of humor if you don’t.

We’re driving in a hurricane, and you’re worried about this? Janelle held up her arm to show her birthmark, realizing he was dodging her question. The two-inch-wide spiral had been there since the day she was born. Her father had always told her it was special for some reason. To her, it looked weird and gave people something to stare at. And now the sight of it sent a little shudder over her skin. It didn’t look that different from the hurricane diagrams she’d seen on TV earlier, and it even had a dark spot in the middle that someone could mistake for an eye. Okay. Maybe he did have a point. She dug through the kit for the biggest bandage she could find and slapped it over the mark as if it were a badge of shame. Yeah, this’ll go over great in Florida.

The school should be coming up. He turned down a side street. I’m sure they’re still using the same building since I went there.

Good, she breathed. It was hard to believe she'd be attending her father's old school in only days. She still couldn't understand why he'd moved her here, other than nostalgia and that new job offer. His parents had died a long time ago and he was an only child, and none of his old friends had even spoken to him much since he'd moved up to Michigan to marry her mother. Did he just want her to believe all the stories he'd told her about his most annoying English teachers and the secret door in the storage room where everybody snuck back through to smoke? Somehow, she didn't think so.

A curtain of rain moved aside, leaving the road ahead clear for a second. One of the telephone poles ahead of them listed slowly towards the pavement.

A fist of panic squeezed Janelle's insides. The pole didn't look stable. Like it might--

The cruiser passed it safely, but her father started to hum as he drove after it and closer to the descending pole. He hadn’t noticed it.

Janelle grabbed the sides of her seat. Um… It was all she could manage.

With a great roar of wind, the pole lurched down, wires whipping overhead like hungry snakes. Her father slammed the brakes, but the truck screeched and went into a skid.

Dad! Janelle broke her paralysis and raised her hands as the pole descended. It was all over. Done. She'd never see any sunny beaches or watch any lifeguards after all. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the impact.

It never came.

She lowered her hands, unable to believe the sight only feet away. What the--

The telephone pole had stopped falling feet above them and now trembled against a burst of wind…a burst going in the opposite direction as it had before.

There was no holding back her panic now. Go! Janelle slapped the dashboard so hard her palms stung, barely noticing her father sitting there, staring and muttering something under his breath.

With the squealing of tires, the truck lurched forward. Janelle twisted around in time to see the pole fall to the street as if released by a tired giant, dragging its wires with it. Sparks shot up from the ground and died.

That was way too close. She folded her arms to keep them from shuddering, but it wasn't doing any good. Yeah, we’re completely safe.

Her father turned up the air conditioning and smiled, of all things. Please, take a deep breath and calm down. We’ll be fine. I know these storms.

Know these storms? What’s wrong with you, Dad? This isn’t making any sense.

He said nothing to this.

Janelle leaned against the window to get as far as she could from him, trying to hide the flare of anger shooting up inside her. This demanded answers, but she swallowed her words, eyeing the road ahead. It would have to wait until later, when she calmed down. She just wanted to get inside that shelter, now.

The cruiser led them down a third street, one free of telephone poles. A yellow sign emerged from the rain. Palm Grove High School. They’d made it.

Another soaking later, Janelle burst through the double doors and into a hallway lined with families on blankets who remained silent as she came through. A string of emergency lamps lined one wall, casting an eerie light on all the huddled families around them. Her father pulled her to his side as they walked down a crowded hall and around blankets. She thought about ducking out of his grasp and getting away from him. Like other side of the school away. After his display, all she wanted was time alone to think.

You can sit over here. An old man in a brimmed garden hat rolled a blanket across the floor as they approached. But maybe you should dry off first.

Janelle shook off her dad’s arm, taking a towel the old man was holding out. It hung down to her feet as she dried off. Shooting the man the most grateful look she could, she took a seat on the blanket and leaned against the wall. She’d never dreamt her first week in Florida would be anything near this lousy.

* * * * *

An hour passed and the howling outside only got louder, gusts making the sides of the school whistle and groan. Children started to shift on their blankets while their parents held them close. One little boy asked for some cheese puffs and kicked the blanket when his mother said she’d left them out in the van.

And meanwhile, her father remained silent, staring at the wall opposite him. Whatever he'd wanted to tell her back at the house, it was gone now, and it wasn't the time to ask him and start an argument around all these people.

Janelle plucked her silver dolphin necklace from under her tank top, rolling it in her fingers as she focused on its tiny smile. It had belonged to her mother, before a patch of black ice and a tree had taken her life in a car accident when Janelle was two. She closed her eyes, holding onto one of the only memories she had of her, the one of her mother leading her around the yard, letting her pick up the Easter eggs hidden in the grass. For a moment, it drove out the wind and rain beating on the roof.

The dolphin’s fins poked into her fingers after a while, so she let the necklace fall against her chest. The memory blew away in a fresh gust against the building, one strong enough to make something hit the doors outside. Their new house might not look good when they went back, especially since her father hadn't taken a step to board up any windows or even put tape across them, like they were supposed to do. Water might even be rising around it as she was sitting here, like with Hurricane Andrina six years ago. The pictures on the news of roofs peeking up from floodwater and bodies under sheets had plagued her nightmares when she was ten. But Andrina had been a Category Five, and this storm was a Two. It wasn’t the same, right? The sinking feeling in her stomach didn’t agree.

So, just moved to Florida? I saw you taking stuff out of a moving truck yesterday.

Flinching, she faced the old man who’d lent her the towel, feeling bad for forgetting to thank him. Yeah. Then she added, loud enough for her father to hear, We could have hung out at a motel for a couple more days, though.

Yes. Now wasn’t the best time to move in. The man removed his hat and addressed her father. So, what brings you here?

No jobs up in Michigan, he said. I grew up here in Palm Grove, but when she was a baby— he pointed to Janelle—my wife wanted to move north to help her parents. But I got a job offer down here last month.

Where at? the old man asked.

I’m starting at an insurance place next month. They need a programmer.

Sounds like a good job. Say, I never caught your name.

Lucas Duvall. This is my daughter, Janelle. Her father shook hands with the old man.

Name’s Ed. I think I live across from you.

The wind outside stopped as if choked off. The battering rain on the roof ebbed away. Heads perked up and the drips from the ceiling came down with a little less intensity than before. Janelle expected another gust to hit the building, but it never came. The storm couldn’t be done already.

It sounds like it's over. The kid who'd asked for the cheese puffs stood and peered at the doors.

Janelle let her shoulders slump. It seemed like he was right. A sliver of pale sunlight hit the brick wall near a trophy case, only to disappear a second later. Cheese Puff Boy looked and down the hall for his mom, who’d walked past Janelle to the bathroom a minute before.

The weather radio droned away, and she wanted to kick herself for not remembering such a basic fact.

It seemed to get louder and louder in her ears, making the tension seize her neck and raise her shoulders again. Gary has made landfall in the Palm Grove area and has weakened to a Category One storm with estimated winds of up to eighty miles per hour. It is expected to be downgraded to a tropical storm very soon. As of now, it is headed west at ten miles per hour.

Murmurs flowed up and down the crowded hall, but the kid didn't seem to notice. He was too hungry, too oblivious. Bunching up his blanket, he started for the door.

Um… Ed raised a finger.

Janelle’s stomach lurched. This wasn’t good, but she was closest to the door. This was all hers. No! She shot up and bolted for the doors as the kid disappeared through them, out into the deceptive calm. It’s not over. It’s the e—

Janelle, let me go, her father demanded, his words night to the day he'd been speaking in on the way here.

She ignored him, jumping over one of the lamps with an arm

Reviews for Tempest (Destroyers #1)

[twokidsnablanket · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

I enjoyed the book very much. Very action packed.

[demonite93 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

This was a pretty straight forward Young Adult supernatural book. There is a strong willed girl who is against her newly found family secret. She behaves in a typical and at times annoying teenage way. I give the author credit due to the teenage girls I know being this kind of annoying she really hit the mark. That being said that the back story and mythology was interesting but the story itself was rather predictable. This is definitely better suited to newer readers.

[thicks-4 · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

I received this book in exchange for an honest review. I have enjoyed this writers books because she makes them all so true to real life. And she does the same thing here. This YA is about a young girl who finds out there is nothing ordinary about her. And of course her father felt no need to warn her. Follow along as she comes in the awareness of who and what she is and figures out what happens next. Great characters and story line.

[bailschris · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Tempest by Holly Hook. Even the name sounds intriguing and intense. Of course, those two words correctly describe this book. I went into this novel, thinking that it would be an interesting read though it probably would be just like any other young adult book out there. Girl meets boy, they fall in love, they live happily ever after. That idea creates a certain amount of comfort in the back of my mind as I start any book. It caught me off guard how much more than romance this story was.Janelle is a fun character to read with all of her characteristics that make her truly a YA main character. I like that there is a certain pattern they follow but I wish that there was something that made her more unique and standalone. A quality that perhaps other books lack in their characters. But I loved her nonetheless. Her relationship with her father is admirable. Her relationship with her mother can be summed up in one word: frightening. Her whole story is great, I liked it.The idea behind the plot is different, there are no vampires, werewolves, ghosts, mermaids, or any of that sort treading through these pages. I think that's what really captures your attention is that it touches on something I don't think I've ever considered or read about. My desire to read is fueled by things that I don't know and want to know more about. This book brought up a new type of creature or human and made me look at "tempests" in a whole new light.I really liked this book. I think anyone who likes these sort of paranormal stories will enjoy this.

[madamediotte · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

I thoroughly enjoyed this novel! An original premise, a fair amount of suspense, and I could easily identify with Janelle as we share similar personality traits. I must say, however, that this novel will most likely have more appeal for teenagers than adults. I am looking forward to reading the next book in the series!

[ankhwearer04 · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

As a school librarian, I have read a lot of YA books. Tempest was a good story and it kept me interested. The only complaints I have are 1. it ended rather abruptly, I guess I will need to read the next book, but I wished the author had spent a little more time on the end. 2. There weren't really any surprises, I figured out most of what would happen before I got there. Overall, I'd be interested to read the rest of the series to see what happens!

[mattpompa · Rating: 2 out of 5 stars]

I'm not too sure why, but I just could not get into this book. Sure, the story was interesting enough, but I didn't feel that drive to make me read more and more and more. I didn't even care for the characters... This one just didn't grab me.

[rottie_1 · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Tempest: by Holly Hook: I really liked reading your book it was different and interesting. I was unsure how the story was going to end. It had good twists and turns throughout the whole book. It was hard to put down once I started reading it. This is about something that is of interest to all hurricanes and their damage. Good twist of people actually being the hurricane and thus coming from ancient times of the god of storms. I would read additional books in the series.I would recommend it to others to read.

[roadway2000_1 · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

An interesting story with interesting twist. Once you pick it up, it keeps your attention and is hard to put down. A lot of action and never really slows down till the end. Very enjoyable read.

[kaydern_1 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

"Tempest" by Holly Hook is a YA fiction book, the first in the "Destroyers" series. It follows the main character, Janelle, after she moves to Florida and strange stuff begins happening. Janelle and basically everyone she knows or is related to is a Tempest, a strange sub-group of humans that become hurricanes once in their lives, and can do that really cool thing with their eyes that's shown on the book cover.Before I say anything else, I want to make it clear that the premise of this book is freaking awesome. I cannot stress that enough. I don't pretend to understand that people who can turn into hurricanes any time they fall in salt water only do so once in their lives, because if I could turn into a hurricane, look out coastal cities! I did some research, and was a little annoyed to discover the named hurricanes that the WMO picks repeat every six years, but I stick like the concept that Tempests have a government mandated role call. If you've already read the book, feel free to follow the same wikipedia/google trail I did and be disappointed there is no Hurricane Adriana (although there have been several Adrians) or Hurricane Janelle in the real world. I am not against fiction books that borrow part of their information from reality, but I guess I was a little surprised by how easy it would have been to incorporate real hurricanes and give the book more of a "hidden world within a world" feel. Even though the ability to become some of the scariest, most powerful tropical storms is just fantastically cool, I would have preferred Hook had either completely veered off into a fantasy setting or maintained a more accurate representation of where the Tempests could have fit into our world.It may look like I have a lot of complaints, but I really did like this book. I'm just kind of pushy. So while I have a few complaints about the deus ex machina style plot devices creeping into Hook's novel, they did not overshadow the excellent characterization and straight-up awesome premise. I was definitively entertained, even though I usually prefer to avoid YA. If you are a teen or just like reading teen fiction, I would strongly recommend this. Jump all over it!

[wiwi69-1 · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

At the beginning of December, I was notified from Librarything, that I had received 4 books. Three of them were young adult fiction and Tempest was the 3rd one that I read and the best that I read. These books all follow a formula. A teen girl discovers a secret about herself that her family has kept to protect her. She becomes angry and disbelieving before she accepts her fate and saves the world. Tempest follows this formula, but in a good way, in my opinion. The characters are well developed and consistent. The story makes sense (well as much sense that it makes that there are people who are destined to become hurricanes!). I would recommend this book to others and would consider reading the other books in the series.

[llyramoon · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

I received this book as a Member Giveaway. Here is my review:I really liked this book. Unique topic and I enjoyed the character buildup. The action and suspense were written very well. It was a very well paced book. I am a little leery of the believability of hurricanes as humans but I hope with the next book in the series this author will go into more depth of the myths, history and extent to the abilities. This was my first time reading this author, and I would definitely recommend this book. Thanks for the read!

[macygma · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Hurricanes. Since Katrina, everyone older than 7 knows what a hurricane is and what they do. They think. Actually, according to the Natural Law, Katrina was a girl who was born a Tempest. All Tempestsnames come up once in their life and that is their turn to destroy and kill or, if they’re kind-hearted totry not to.Janelle and her dad had just moved to Florida from Michigan. Mom had passed away years ago and Dad had a new job. Janelle was amazed by the power and force of Hurricane Gary – the first one she’d been in. She was scared to death and, when she went out in the street to view the damage, she met a stranger her age. Named Gary. Things didn’t click just then but they did soon after!Janelle learns that dad had ulterior motives in hauling her to Florida. Everyone seems to have them inthis book. She also learns that the little spiral birthmark she has is shared by many beings and that her grandmother’s name is Camille. (Remember her????)This story really caught my attention. Janelle and Gary make it a Y/A novel but other things keep adults interested as well. Since this is a “part 1” kinda of book I’m hoping Holly will let me read parts 2+.

[deedee10_1 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

This book started off interesting, but I kind of lost in it after reading the first couple of chapters. Regardless, the writing was fine and I probably will read it again when I have nothing else to read. I would still recommend this book to others. I really liked the ideas the author presented and think that the next book in the series will be better.

[angelafristoe · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

I really loved this concept. The idea of hurricanes as people was really interesting and I think that it's an original idea in a market flooded with vampires, angels, and witches. The action gets going right away and there's very little down time in it. It really felt like a fast read and that was a nice change after some of the other books I've read lately.The characters were interesting and I really liked that there was no love triangle. The only issue I did have was with Janelle's voice. It was hard to believe she was sixteen, especially during the first half of the book. She definitely felt much younger and I had to go back to the book blurb to see just how old she was. This does seem to clear up later in the book.The last third of the book moves very fast and I think it could have been fleshed out a bit more, slowing things down just to get more time for an emotional reaction. Then again that would have taken away some of the urgency. I think this is a pretty solid start to the series, and the resolution in this book definitely leads to another book, while not being frustrating by leaving the reader hanging.

[amcreech · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Janelle has recently moved and believes her father is keeping a secret from her. During a hurricane, Janelle meets a boy named Gary who has the same strange birthmark as she doees. Together Janelle and Gary must fight to stop Janelle from becoming the destructive force she was destined to become.

[kellisflor · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

When I first started reading The Tempest, I laughed: like the protagonist, I lived in Michigan when I was young and later moved to a tropical climate. However, at the beginning of the book, I was not impressed since it seemed that the plot would be very predictable, and the writing was rather iffy. As the book progressed, the writing improved and there were enough twists in the plot to keep my attention. Janelle and her friend Gary are two young tempests who need to decide between good and evil. Janelle’s character has a tendency to act like a spoiled child, and this could be tamped down a bit for future books. The antagonist is also too one-sided, and I would hope the bad guys in future books are more complex. If subsequent books in this series improve, there could be a philosophical backdrop: how are we related to nature? For this, however, the author will need to improve the writing to allow more depth, and make the characters more nuanced. Overall, I enjoyed the book, but hope for improvements. The idea is a good one.

[bella55075 · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Ever had a book that made you talk out loud? Janelle gets uprooted from the Midwest to Florida and her whole life flips upside down. Her dad is acting weird and keeping secrets. She's not even unpacked yet and in the middle of a hurricane. Then she meets Gary and he knows whats going on and wont tell her. How would you feel if you had to do something terrible for the greater good. How can a teenager be expected to make a decision that will affect the whole world.

[sharidragon · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

I liked this book. The plot was very different and anything else I have read. Likable characters, though at times the main character was a bit difficult to take. The antagonist was someone you could easily hate, though way over the top sometimes.Typical YA romance going on. Overall a good read.

[inharket · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

I found this book to be pretty typical for teenage paranormal novels. Compared with contemporary novels in the same genre, it's got some stronger characters and a more interesting concept behind it, but I found it difficult to immerse myself in. The writing was very simplistic, and tended to be a bit slow. I didn't personally enjoy it, but it would be great for someone who really loves the paranormal genre itself. No glaring errors in terms of grammar and typos, which was nice, but the book felt slightly unpolished somehow.

[averysbooknook · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

To start off with yes yes the cover is pretty creepy and not like the typical young adult cover we see nowadays with the beautiful and kick-butt female character being held by the swoon-worthy male lead on it, but as the old saying goes don't judge a book by its cover... the story contained within this book pretty awesome and if you pass this one over solely based on the cover, well I think that you are really missing out (and hey, if you buy the E-book you really don't have to look at the cover)! In all honesty this is one of the most original young adult paranormal stories I have ever read before, there are no signs of (the oftentimes overplayed) vampires, werewolves, witches, love at first sight, love triangles, and all of that jazz. And as silly as this may sound, this is the best ninety-nine cents I have ever spend before and heck, I would even be willing to pay fifteen or twenty dollars for a hard-copy of this book. This book is fast paced and action packed and the characters are totally likable. Since getting my E-reader/ reading E-books I have noticed reviews where people go on and on about how poorly edited indie books are with tons of grammatical errors and whatnot and this book has received its fair share of criticism in this regard. But while reading the book I did not come across any grammatical errors that were glaring obvious (though I should say that I am in no way an editor, I use spell-check as much, if not more, than the next person). My only complaints about this book was that there there were a few instances where really obvious things were spelled out (things that the reader could have easily grasped themselves) and a few contradictions (a character would say one thing in one chapter and the complete opposite in another).I cannot wait for the next book in this series and I hope that sometime in the near future that Holly will get all of the recognition she deserves for writing such an interesting/ amazing story!