It by Stephen King

Synopsis: To the children, the town was their whole world. To the adults, knowing better, Derry, Maine was just their home town: familiar, well-ordered for the most part. A good place to live.

It was the children who saw – and felt – what made Derry so horribly different. In the storm drains, in the sewers, IT lurked, taking on the shape of every nightmare, each one’s deepest dread. Sometimes IT reached up, seizing, tearing, killing . . .

The adults, knowing better, knew nothing.

Time passed and the children grew up, moved away. The horror of IT was deep-buried, wrapped in forgetfulness. Until they were called back, once more to confront IT as IT stirred and coiled in the sullen depths of their memories, reaching up again to make their past nightmares a terrible present reality.

Review: I never really liked clowns. When I was a child, they made most of my classmates laugh, but not me. I never found them funny. I think I know why now.
And then, never again will I look at a sewer plate in the same way. Never. I even think that the next time my footsteps cross one of them, I will change of sidewalk. Just in case.

That’s the effect « It » …

Stephen King has a gift, the one of arousing fear from situations that, with others, borders on ridicule. A voice coming out of a sewer plate? Balloons in a tunnel? Let me laugh! Sorry … Let me slam my teeth, and not because I’m cold …

We find the small town of Derry in which Bill lives, Bill who lost his brother inexplicably. He is not the only one who has suffered such facts: disappearance, drowning … Derry seems to be affected by an evil on which no one can put a face. The years pass, 27 to be precise, and It returns, It on which one can not put name or face, except the one of horror.

If I tell you that I am squeamish, you will understand that « It » It had the same effect on me as the best horror movies. I gathered all my cats to sleep with me at night so they can protect me, and I even picked up a stuffed toy, in case one of them had the brilliant idea of ​​deserting. And yet, « It », it’s not just the story of horror. It is also one of daily life, questions, portraits that the author weaves and which are a true reflection of the Derry society. But it only takes a few pages to change everything, and the author’s pen, much more elaborate than in my memories, has succeeded in making me switch every time.

Needless to turn around the pot: did I like it? Yes !
Shall I read a Stephen King novel again? Yes !
Will I see the movie at the theater? Uh, joker! Remember, I’m squeamish.
Will I be able again cross a sewer plate? Not sure !



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Weird Girls, Book 8

Synopsis: Taran Wird, who commands the power to wield fire and lightning, is an oddity in the supernatural world. But neither Taran nor her unique sisters compare to the bizarre entity known as Destiny. And Taran is assigned to protect her.

Born of two witches, Destiny is revered among the supernatural elite for her acute ability to predict the future. Her biggest prophecy involves Taran’s sister, Celia, whom Destiny decreed will bear children strong enough to take on the evil that’s rising. Yet Destiny is not alone in her predictions, or individuality.

When Johnny Fate, a rock star among humans and a male version of Destiny is discovered, his powers and Destiny’s clash, triggering the start of Destiny’s demise and altering the fate of Celia’s unborn children.

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I’m shoved into a cold room where a band of bloodsucking fiends tear off my clothes. Their long nails graze my skin as their master watches, his cold gray eyes glinting with malice.

“Son of a bitch,” I say, smacking Edith Anne’s hand away when she cops a feel. “The demon’s in my leg, not my tit!”

There’s something you don’t say every day, but then that’s why humans are safe in the world and weird gals like me are stuck with demons burrowing under their skin.

“Just making sure,” Edith adds with a wink.

I’m ready to punch her in the face, except I’m too busy cringing at the thing crawling beneath the length of my shin, its spindly insectoid appendages stretching the skin as it curls up and over my knee cap.

“Get it out of me!” I screech, growing nauseous with each numbing tug it creates beneath the underlying tissue.

“We’re trying,” Agnes Concepcion snaps, like I’m somehow inconveniencing her by having an evil being claw its way through me.

Her tiny plaid skirt smacks against my hip as she shoves me into a massive glass and tile shower. Three other vamps, dressed like naughty Catholic schoolgirls (don’t get me started) follow us in, bottles of champagne tight in their grips.

“What the hell?” I ask, kicking as if I can somehow shake this thing loose, and certain the booze is to celebrate my grisly death.

Bottles of champagne open with a pop, the naughty Catholics pouring the bubbly over my breasts, back, and ass. This isn’t real. This is something out of a bad porno and somehow I’m the star.

But as the fluid reaches my thigh the lump with the creepy legs bounces, pulling at the muscle it’s crawling over, squirming to the left then right, trying find its way around the torrent of liquid they’re pelting me with.

“Don’t let it reach her heart,” Master Vampire Misha Aleksandr orders from the opposite side of the bathroom.

“What’s it going to do to my heart?” My head whips back and forth when none of the vamps answer. “It’s going eat my freaking heart isn’t it?”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Agnes mutters, adjusting her tiny librarian glasses as she angles the bottle she’s holding.

“Okay . . .” I begin.

“It needs your heart to nest and lay its eggs,” she explains.


“But yeah, then the hatchlings will munch on your heart like raw steak,” Edith adds. She reels me around when additional vamps swoop in with cases of wine, drenching my chest with more alcohol.

She seems to be having fun. I’m mostly trying not to hurl and wondering how the hell this happens to me.

Agnes is more focused. She drips the wine just above the demon, forcing it back down my leg. “Quiesco,” she says, her tone as sharp and commanding. “Quiesco.”

My body shudders as the demon scurries downward. Its movement doesn’t hurt, surprising since I think it has pinchers, but the yanking motion is unnerving, like getting stitches while under anesthesia. My head flops forward and my vision starts to swim.

“I don’t feel good,” I mumble.

Agnes slaps me, the sting of the strike causing my eyes to whip open. “Don’t fall asleep.” She slaps me again when my eyelids flutter and close. “Taran, the poison the demon is spewing is numbing your skin and making you drowsy, if you succumb to it the alcohol won’t work and the demon will take you.”

Again, her palm whips across my face. “Stay awake so we can cut this thing out of you.”

I slap her back, knocking her glasses askew. “I’m awake, damn it.”

She smirks because she hits harder and maybe because she likes it, too. She returns to my leg when the vamp behind her hands her another bottle of champagne. “Quiesco,” she whispers against my leg, her breath hot against my cooling skin.

My head falls forward as I start to go under. This time, Edith smacks me.

“God damn it,” I hiss, my right arm quaking and threatening to release my flame.

“I was just taking my turn,” she replies defensively.

Her gaze locks on my arm. She eases away as a spark of blue and white escapes from my fingertips, giving me and my power ample space as the surrounding vamps shower me with alcohol.

“Master,” Agnes says, ignoring us as she concentrates on my thigh. “It’s settling. I need the knife.”

“The wolves are bringing it,” he replies.

“The wolves?” I ask. Okay. Now I’m wide awake.

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Holidays – Vacances

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We will be on vacation until middle August so happy holidays everyone and see you soon! 😉

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Coucou tout le monde,

Le blog est en vacances jusqu’à la mi-août, alors nous vous souhaitons à tous de passer de très bonnes vacances et nous vous disons à très bientôt ! 😉

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Résumé : Je me souviens des jours avant l’Ultime Désolation.
Avant que les Hérauts ne nous abandonnent, et que les Chevaliers Radieux se retournent contre nous. Des jours où la magie était encore de ce monde, et l’honneur dans le cœur des hommes. Aujourd’hui nous surveillons quatre personnes. La première est un chirurgien qui est devenu soldat dans une guerre brutale. La deuxième est un assassin qui pleure en tuant. La troisième est une jeune femme dont la robe d’étudiante abrite une âme de voleuse et de traîtresse. La dernière est un prince dont les yeux se sont ouverts sur le passé, tandis que son appétit pour la guerre décroît.
Le monde changera.
Ces quatre personnes sont la clé.
L’une d’entre elles nous aidera. L’une d’entre elles nous détruira.


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Spill Zone by Scott Westerfeld & Alex Puvilland

The Spill Zone, Book 1

Synopsis: Nobody’s ever really explained the Spill. Was it an angelic visitation? A nanotech accident? A porthole opening from another world? Whatever it was, no one’s allowed in the Spill Zone these days except government scientists and hazmat teams. But a few intrepid explorers know how to sneak through the patrols and steer clear of the dangers inside the Zone. Addison Merrick is one such explorer, dedicated to finding out what happened that night, and to unraveling the events that took her parents and left her little sister mute and disconnected from the world.

Review: I did not know about this comics but the synopsis immediately intrigued me. When I received it I must say that I was really surprised, the book-object is really beautiful. This volume has a beautiful cover and brilliant pages, everything is very beautiful! And what about the talent of the illustrator? Everything makes you want to read it!

The Spill Zone is very well known in the region but nobody has access to it. An event occurred and the whole city changed without anyone understanding the reason. Strange things happen in town, animals that seem to talk, humans who have become strange dolls … everything got weird. Besides, the sister of Addison was present during this change and she is not herself since. But in order to survive and earn money, Addison goes back to town illegally to take pictures of all these strange things to sell to collectors.

I really had a good time with this story, the drawings, the story, everything is really well mastered. I really enjoyed discovering more about this city and its changes, but also about Addison’s little sister and her doll. The end happens anyway too fast and I confess that I really look forward to read the sequel. It was a very good first volume that I recommend!