Review: The Collectors' Society by Heather Lyons
From the author of the Fate series and The Deep End of the Sea comes a fantastical romantic adventure that has Alice tumbling down the strangest rabbit hole yet.
After years in Wonderland, Alice has returned to England as an adult, desperate to reclaim sanity and control over her life. An enigmatic gentleman with an intriguing job offer too tempting to resist changes her plans for a calm existence, though. Soon, she’s whisked to New York and initiated into the Collectors’ Society, a secret organization whose members confirm that famous stories are anything but straightforward and that what she knows about the world is only a fraction of the truth.
It’s there she discovers villains are afoot—ones who want to shelve the lives of countless beings. Assigned to work with the mysterious and alluring Finn, Alice and the rest of the Collectors’ Society race against a doomsday clock in order to prevent further destruction . . . but will they make it before all their endings are erased?
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Such MAGNIFICENT writing! Heather Lyons has an tremendous gift of making things vividly come to life with only a mind full of ideas and a passion so great. The story told leaves many more stories to be written.
I fell in love with the cover at first sight. Then once I read the synopsis, I knew I just had to get ahold of this story.
I was completely intrigued from the very beginning. Totally in awe of how right the mixture of characters, timelines, and different time periods felt as many events began to unfold. I believe that a book is only as good as it's ending. It's even greater when the ending is unpredictable.
The adventure was engrossingly easy to fall prey to , and the romance was just phenomenal!.
Meet Alice. Yes, in Wonderland. But not quite...
As an adult, Alice is left to her own devices at an asylum in England. She is to be released soon, for which she has made progress concerning her 'Wonderland' infatuation. But apparently she is in for a whole lot more adventures when a man by the name of Abraham Van Brunt comes by for a visit, informing her of the danger Wonderland will be subjected to in the near future. She must decide whether or not this is the truth and if so, what she must do in order to save Wonderland.
Overall, I was so enthralled in this book, I could not get enough of these so-called well-known characters when really they are so much more. Emotionally invested would probably be the best way I can explain how I feel about this story.
In a nutshell: I am totally getting this tattooed!.
In paginis mundus inveminus, in verbil vatim inveminus
“Do you find my ability to converse lacking, Doctor?”
He chuckles softly, no doubt remembering how I wasn’t chatty with anyone, himself included, for the first month of my stay. To be fair, it is difficult to carry on an invigorating discussion when one is shaking so hard from withdrawals they fear they might shatter into thousands of painful pieces before a single word can be uttered. Plus, there was the whole bit of how once I did open up, I raved liked a lunatic about things no normal person could imagine being true.
“Certainly not,” he says to me. “But as I must stay at the Pleasance and you must go forth into the world, it will do you good to practice on somebody new.”
“Then send in one of the orderlies. Or one of the nurses. I’ll happily chat with a staff member.”
One of his bushy, out-of-control eyebrows lifts high into his forehead.
“There are people out there who are quite content being solitary,” I point out.
“Who do not need to converse with anybody but themselves
and their dogs.”
He sets his pen down. “What about cats?”
Rigor mortis sets in ever so briefly at this question.
“You father said you were quite fond of cats growing up. There was one in particular that you favored. Dinah, was it not?”
“I’m—” I have to clear my throat. “Lately, I wonder if perhaps I’m more of a dog person after all.”
About the Author:
Heather Lyons has always had a thing for words—she’s been writing stories since she was a kid. In addition to writing, she’s also been an archaeologist and a teacher. Heather is a rabid music fan, as evidenced by her (mostly) music-centric blog, and she’s married to an even larger music snob. They’re happily raising three kids who are mini music fiends who love to read and be read to.