‘… Talia had never known the pull of time, had never felt life draw to a close. But she knew time was a thief.’
Genre: paranormal romance
Talia Stanley may look like the typical wealthy New Yorker, but she’s hidden her secrets for more than a thousand years. One of the last surviving members of an ancient race called Luminaries, Talia has suppressed her ability to control lightning in exchange for safety.
And for generations it worked. Talia’s hermit lifestyle protected her from strong Luminaries that want her power. All that changed the day Mason Rathbone walked into her life.
A good-looking artist, Mason is just the guy to get Talia out of her penthouse apartment and show her what it means to live again. But just as she starts to get comfortable, Talia gets sucked right back into her vicious past.
Disclaimer: I received this book from R.S McCoy in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own.
The lightning Luminary is the first book in the Luminary Chronicles. A tale of two people and the world around them. Talia who has been a live for thousands of years and a Mason, mere mortal who falls in love with a girl with so much secrets.
McCoy provides great into the Greek mythology, something I had very little knowledge of. I enjoyed the multiple povs as it helps understand the plot more especially since it was from the same characters over and over.
I read this book in two sittings and I enjoyed it quite immensely. Wanting it to end and at the same time not wanting it to end because it was just that good. The writing is profound and as much as some of the characters have powers, they are relatable and that is something I quite.
A book with a little bit of contemporary and romance, the lightning luminary will grip you from its first pages till the end.
The ending had me screaming and I seriously cannot wait for book 2. I have so much hope for Mason. Does he have powers? Is he just a void? Will his love for Talia kill him or keep him alive? This are questions plaguing my mind.
‘ sometimes, you have to know when to let things go.’