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The next dark and sexy romantic suspense novel from the USA Today bestselling author of Unteachable. It only took Black Iris - Leah dancindonna.info МБ. Editorial Reviews. Review. Praise for Black Iris: "Like an afternoon special on bullying gone impossibly dark, Raeder's dizzyingly intense, drug-addicted queer . Black Iris. “Leah Raeder crafted a darkly delicate yet twistedly honest exploration of self-truth when she penned Black Iris. Each page had me racing toward the.
Description The next dark and sexy romantic suspense novel from the USA TODAY bestselling author of Unteachable, which was praised for its lush, haunting prose, deft storytelling, and scorching sensuality M. Pierce, bestselling author of the Night Owl trilogy , and called one of the best forbidden romances Lauren Blakely, New York Times bestselling author. Love is not a thing that we create. Its an undoing. It only took one moment of weakness for Laney Keatings world to fall apart. One stupid gesture for a hopeless crush.
The biggest prude in town actually thinks Leah Raeder is one of the best at writing supa-hot-lurv-making. This book had potential. It just got so convoluted with the all of the inactivity and weaving of the who did what to whom and the toxic relationships and obsessions and on andonandon that it failed to deliver.
ARC provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. Thank you, NetGalley! View all 65 comments. Nov 18, Lady Vigilante Feifei added it Shelves: This will be short and unadulterated. I want to applaud the author for writing such a raw and real story that ideally, I want everyone to read and would wholeheartedly recommend everyone to read.
Of course there were some technical issues I had like the jumpy timeline that seriously made me use all my brainpower to focus on then again, I despise choppy timelines and those make me think extra hard so this may just be an issue for me and the way things tied up in the end made me think it got a little cheesy considering the other parts of the book were dark, crazy, and completely unpredictable. The writing is bloody brilliant though, and some quotes just stun me speechless with their truthfulness and brutal beauty.
Like this one for instance: What is that. Quotes like these just kill my brain and make me experience such gripping fear, like I know this is an author whose words — if read enough — will probably AK my psyche. I mean, I already feel like I need to check in to the nearest mental facility. Bottom line is, I read books to escape from reality. This book was not an escape. It was ugly, it stressed me out with how complex the plot and characters were, and it was like all the crazy in the world was gathered together and stuffed into this one book.
I hated it, loved it, wanted to burn the book and yet wanted to hug it tight to my chest all at the same time. Some of the issues I had with the book have faded in my something year-old brain but one thing is still crystal clear- Leah Raeder is a talented writer. Beautifully poetic. So what fell short, if she's such a "fabulous writer? That's clear as mud, huh? I'll attempt to clear it up. My issues- 1- Flip flopping Timeline- Black Iris' timeline is such that it's trickle fed details along the way.
With the flip flopping here there and everywhere I felt like I was on a tilt-a-whirl at the carnival. I didn't know which way was up There was zero rhyme or reason to it but to confuse me.
Zig zag. My brain was buzzing. Don't believe me? Look below. Read the table of contents from top to bottom. Confused yet? This is no love story. At least not until I gave up. It's so complex that I was totally confused. I knew, KNEW there's a huge plot twist in the end and it stressed me out that I couldn't piece together anything so that, in the end, I'd have that "ah ha" moment of clarity.
Reading is not supposed to stress me out. I had that in college. This was the deal breaker, I think. The final nail in the coffin. Her beautiful writing killed it. How sad but true- for me, at least.
Seriously drowning. My brain hurt. And that's when I simply gave up. I'm a natural blonde but I'm not stupid. I could not put this story together in my head.
It almost felt like reading a foreign language. To summarize- This story, written by any other "mainstream" author, might've totally worked for me.
But taking the three above elements and mixing them together was suicide to my reading pleasure. My advice to Ms Raeder is this Complex plots, coupled with your flowery prose, I drown in the sea of words. I just hope it's like Unteachable- a nice contemporary romance. I'd like to request she write a second-chance romance with a tortured hero. Yes, that sounds perfect! View all 85 comments.
Dec 29, Chelsea chelseadolling reads rated it it was amazing Shelves: I am officially obsessed with Elliot Wake. I love their writing style and how dark the stories really get and how every one of their books has a small connection to their others.
View all 3 comments. If anyone follows my reviews, even a little, they know I hardly ever rate below a three. Hell, I hardly rate a three. Even less frequently do I rate a book a one-I mean, like, twice So, to say I am shocked at my visceral reaction to this story is an understatement. I expected, at worst, maybe some indifference.
Maybe a little bit of dislike. I didn't expect to hate this story at all. And I am so so so sooo sorry I respect this author's voice and her journey, but I just couldn't respect the content of this particular work.
Not because of the narrator's choice of whom to love, but because of her actions and how she spoke. I don't smile.
When I show teeth, it's to bite. How much better of a person are you, really, than those who wronged you if you seek revenge in the most vile ways possible? How are you being any better of a person? This is fiction, sure. I know that. But, the whole time, I felt dragged down, depressed and oh so heavy as I read each and every page. Everything the narrator did made me feel so full of sadness that it became this deep, guttural emotion that I couldn't contain.
I would snarl, I would glare, I became angrier and angrier I was in a swirling inferno of rage with each page that passed as I learned more about our 'unreliable narrator. Keep that shit inside and you'll see.
You'll wither and die. But the worst thing of all? As we were finding everything out, piece by piece, bit by bit, we were supposed to begin to identify with the main character I think? Yes, what they did was deplorable, unforgivable, but what she begins doing almost feels worse to me.
I grew this deep rooted connection with the God damn villains, with the people I despised, if only because I couldn't stand to see what this girl was doing to them Maybe the only person who could understand a villain was another villain. I respected that from page one. But, and this is where it gets very very difficult to explain without pissing people off, I did feel that it was the WHOLE story. Let me explain: But, aside from not being ridiculed in front of the whole school like Laney was, Maisie's voice didn't center around sex.
It wasn't all she thought about. In this story, I felt like we were drowned in Laney's sexual desires, which is okay, but that's all I really felt there was, for a long while. And by the time we got to the meat, the unraveling of the mystery, I was mildly heavily disgusted with the main character's actions.
Not just sexually, but with everything. It wasn't about boy or girl, or girl and girl, or girl boy girl, for me.
It was that sex and drugs were constant, every page variables in this story, and that wasn't necessarily what I signed up for. I knew there would be scenes I was uncomfortable with, but I didn't know how deeply the character's affliction or fascination was. Strength is not in the body, it's in the mind. It doesn't lie in flexing your muscles and crushing those who oppose you. It lies in being the last one standing.
By any means. At any cost. The characters. I hate to admit it, but I've never disliked a main character so deeply in my whole life. I make it a job to love or respect the MC's in a story because I picked up their book, this is their story.
I even loved Jorg from The Broken Empire series and he was an evil little shit. The truth is, I never have disliked, or hated, in Laney's case, an MC so strongly before, if at all. And I really really think that speaks volumes. I felt more obsession, savagery, and possessive jealousy than any love in this story, and that makes me so sad because I know so many others found that solace for this deeply controversial story.
Oh, and if this bothers you, even a little not me, since I was warned Then I suggest you don't read this story. That's not to say everything turned me off in this book. I have always really adored Raeder's writing style. It's very poetic and beautiful and you feel swept up in her words.
When you pick up a Leah Raeder novel, you know the writing is going to blow you away. At times, only for this story, I did feel a little bombarded with the descriptions, overwhelmed even, but the writing was still beautiful and it really completed the voice that the author wanted to convey.
I really do enjoy her writing and I loved her previous work, so I didn't want to discount that. The sky looked like layered sherbet, creamy peach melting into raspberry and blueberry, shading the world in soft, milky tones. The sun was an eye-smarting bead of white light trembling at the horizon. There you go. I'm the type of person who really doesn't like to make waves and worries constantly about what people will think of me when I rate badly. But, there's literally no nice way to say you disliked a book that you are rating one star.
There's no way to mince your words because that one star says it all in flashing neon lights: This story wasn't for me.
No matter which way you slice it, I didn't find much to identify with.
I can only hope others find this story a great comfort and a wonderful read-it just wasn't for me. I can't believe it!
This is epic. That is all. View all 38 comments. Jan 30, Melanie rated it it was amazing Shelves: August 27th, May made this for me as a birthday give because they know it's my favorite quote of all-time, and I'm so in love with it! I had to share with you all! Okay, so this is still one of my favorite books of all time, but I never gave it a proper review because it just felt too personal.
But if you guys are interested in my thoughts, my dear friend Silvia is doing an amazing feature on her blog called QueerLitStories , and I wrote up a guest post, where I talked August 27th, But if you guys are interested in my thoughts, my dear friend Silvia is doing an amazing feature on her blog called QueerLitStories , and I wrote up a guest post, where I talked all about this book and what it meant to me: I have no words, only a lot of feels that I'm not sure what to do with.
Oh, and quotes. So many beautiful quotes. I could just highlight this whole book. View all 4 comments. I did my best. From there, we follow Laney in a spiral of sex, drugs, and revenge. This is her story, and she makes us aware of it. The plot twists are consuming, surprising and perfectly executed.
I was absolutely obsessed with this story, because every-time I thought I knew what was happening… the narrative shifted again. As pieces fell into place, previous revelations somehow held even more impact and I was continually astonished by how carefully detailed and constructed this book is. This attention-to-detail carried over to the characters. I could stop worrying if the girl I like will bounce when she finds out I also like dick. I could have a coming-out party without people thinking I just want attention.
I wouldn't have to explain that I fall in love with minds, not genders or body parts. All these defied expectations were even more satisfying because the narrative is completely aware.
Was this even a review? Or just me gushing for three pages?? View all 7 comments. But after much thought, I found that this book was not for me. I am probably the minority here, and I'm okay with that, and suggest you all give it a try. From the very first pages I knew this was going to be a heavy hitting book, with strong subject material, which I am all for.
But what threw me off is the flashbacks I had a hard time keeping up, always thinking that I missed something. So far the book has been more mystery than anything else, not sure of what is real and what is make believe. Every time I find my footing, another wrench is thrown into a mix and at this point I have multiple mysteries I am trying to piece together.
It's with a heavy heart that I will mark this as DNF, because if at this point I'm not interested enough to want to continue to find out the answers, then I honestly don't know what a few more chapters will do.
This maybe my loss, but I did take a break to read something else, hoping that when I pick it back up I will be more focused. This again has nothing to do with the writers skill, but my own personal issue. I enjoyed her words and will look for other books by her to read. View all 45 comments. Mar 30, KL Cat rated it did not like it Shelves: Scroll past if you don't want to read a decidedly ranty review with a healthy dose of profanity.
Ok, too late. The actual? Are you serious? Is this some pseudo-liberal artsy text campaigning for the freedom to sell drugs or something? Laney gets rejected at school; big fucking boo hoo. Being rejected is actually okay! People don't owe you anything, leas Scroll past if you don't want to read a decidedly ranty review with a healthy dose of profanity. People don't owe you anything, least of all their love, so fucking grow up. So Laney decides to be the idiot that she is and overdoses on pills and basically try to kill herself.
Guess what the fuck her father calls this? Fucking child abuse. What the actual fuck. Powerful prescription opioid painkiller; highly euphoric, highly expensive, highly addictive. Actually, don't fuck around with any drugs, which Laney of course does not fucking do; instead "Each day I had a breakfast smoothie of oxy, vodka, and OJ and then staggered onto the L.
Before it had time to kick in, another. All the way down the bottle. At the end, the message I get is this: Holy shit, I have never hated a protagonist so much in my life so quickly. Bella from Twilight was just bland muck. I find Mary Sue protagonists either hilarious or cringe worthy and sometimes both. Second page of the novel: You, Laney, are not a fucking normal teenager, and all of that is only from the first chapter.
Also, what is it with shitty relationships with parents in YA literature? Either they're dead, or they hate each other, or the parents are somehow absent from their lives.
Laney is a bitch. The book says that she has bi-polar disorder, but I'm not a psychiatrist, so I can't say how accurate her character is. I can definitely tell you she's a horrible bitch. If you want to read the POV from Alaska Young Looking for Alaska and see why she's the maniac pixie dream girl she is, Laney's life is a pretty good explanation. How the hell am I supposed to feel sympathetic for somebody like this? In Lolita, Humbert immediately says that he's a murderer, and in The Secret History we already know Richard and his friends has committed a murder, but do they go- we're horrible people so please hate us?
Nope, in the books they slowly unravel the whydunit and as the revelation goes on the readers gradually feels more sympathetic towards the protagonists as we understand why they had to commit their murders. The way it's done in the book is just crass. View all 14 comments.
This review can also be found at Carole's Random Life. I was so excited to get an early copy of this book because I saw everyone raving about it on Goodreads. I just knew that this would be a book that I would fall in love with based on all the 5 star reviews that I saw. I am not sure that I read the same book that everyone else read. I disliked everything about this book. I almost stop reading many times but I kept waiting for that magical moment where I wou This review can also be found at Carole's Random Life.
I almost stop reading many times but I kept waiting for that magical moment where I would fall in love with this story like I had expected. Now that I have finished the book, I can honestly say that I wish I had listened to that little voice in my head telling me give up on this book early in the story and move on to another. I didn't care about the characters. There isn't a single one of them that I like in even the smallest way. These are not nice people. The main characters spend most of the book under the influence of some kind of substance.
They spend the entire book thinking about sex, drugs, more sex, and more drugs. I have read and loved books that have a strong focus on both sex and drugs before so it isn't really the sex or the drugs that were the problems for me.
These characters didn't feel real to me. I felt absolutely no connection to them in any way. I can't even say that I hated any of them because none of them made me feel anything.
I didn't like how this book jumped around in time. This has to be one of the most confusing reading experiences of my life. I was constantly having to stop and figure out where on the timeline each chapter was happening.
I have read a lot of books that used flashbacks or a dual timeline that I have really enjoyed. This book would jump around in time in a way that made no logical sense to me. I think that the story would have been so much easier to follow if things had jumped around less. I didn't like the writing style. Descriptions sometimes seemed to go on forever and in the end didn't make any sense.
The author would also insert little comment about how the typical novel would go from this point and I will be honest every time this happened it drove me crazy. I can't tell you how many times I would read a sentence and think huh? Then I would read it again and wonder what kind of image those words were really supposed to help me create.
I didn't like the story. Things got a little more interesting at that point but that is just because something finally happened. Even after there was a little action, I still never felt connected to the story.
This story just never grabbed me. There was never a moment where I couldn't wait to see what would happen next. I was incredibly let down by how this story ended. I wouldn't recommend this book. I do think that many readers will love this book. Almost all of the reviews that I have seen up to this point have been very positive so I am definitely in the minority with my opinion on this one. I received a copy of this book from Atria Books via NetGalley for the purpose of providing an honest review.
View all 21 comments. Oct 13, Angela rated it did not like it Shelves: I just can't! This is a black hole of a book It leads nowhere! Leah tries to cover up a slack story line and a jumpy timeline with over describing any and everything. I get she was aiming for dark and different but I think she missed the mark. Unteachable was one of my favorite books last year and I was hoping Black Iris would be the same.
Sadly that's not the case. View all 9 comments. Oct 01, Aly Locatelli rated it it was amazing Shelves: Check out the full review HERE! Black Iris is not your typical New Adult book. Forget your overused, overworked Mary Sue heroines. Forget your template love story. Forget everything you thought you knew about revenge. Leah Raeder tells a story unlike any other, all through the eyes of our main character, Laney Keating.
It was so perfect and beautifully written -- I was right there with Laney through everything, all the highs and lows -- and I genuinely believe that this is Raeder at her best. Unteachable is a favourite, but now it's sharing the spot with Black Iris. View all 37 comments. Feb 01, Faye, la Patata rated it really liked it Shelves: Good god.
How does Leah Raeder do it? How is it so easy for her to connect a bunch of words together and make them seem like heaven-sent angel-sung poetry? Her writing is so bloody addicting that it actually consumes you whole, pulling you in, immersing you in the story, and making you absorb the emotions, and you eat them all up willingly.
Black Iris is dark. It's twisted and complex, full of hidden meanings and hidden motives and bottled-up feelings of lust, love, anger, regret, guilt, and rage.
And yet I'd even say they were the realest characters I've had the honor of reading, the closest that I could see as truly human-like. They are so genuine in their flaws and in their imperfections and their screwed-up-ness, that I even saw myself in them. Does that make sense? Am I talking madness?
How could I relate to people that are so fucked-up? Even I get dark days sometimes where I lock myself in my room and let brooding thoughts consume me. Someone fricking gets it. I know I've talked length about the characters and the writing and their effects on me, but hear me out: One thing is for sure: View all 10 comments. Jan 17, Natalie Monroe rated it really liked it Shelves: Maybe I'm a little bitter. And maybe this isn't your typical college romance novel.
She always brings something fresh to the table. Something that doesn't usually work, but does. Unsympathetic heroine, check. Unconventional character arc, check. Twisted ass love triangle, check. Zero morals, check. Lyrical bordering purple prose, check.
I can just imagine Leah on the other side of the screen a year ago, thinking, "What's the most purple way I can describe eyes? Ooh, yes! That'll drive the Hemingway lovers crazy.
Yes, admittedly. There's a line where a voice is described as "crumbling cinders" and it tripped me up as I tried to imagine what it'd sound like.
Did I really care? Black Iris is gritty enough to balance it. There are kids doing drugs, numbing themselves on the path of self-destruction, and having sex like rabbits. It's reality we don't want to admit. It fits with Laney's illness, too. She's bipolar, so she goes through maniac phrases of high-definition soaring before experiencing the crushing low.
Black Iris portrays mental illness really well.
It doesn't go overboard, like "All mentally ill people are flesh-eating psychos! Fuck meds, we want to keep dancing like it's Damn, I can't stop with these Taylor Swift references. Right, back to the topic. Black Iris shows the good and the bad side of mental illness. The sparkling, crazy-in-a-good-way Maniac Pixie Dream Girl spirit.
The suicidal, emotionally abusive tendencies. It doesn't showcase medication as bad, but it shows us how it feels from the perspective of the person: No more highs or lows. I'm in a glass box with the air pumped out. I closed my eyes. This book turned out to be a lot of things I wasn't expecting.
It's a suspense novel that looks at the dark depths of the human mind; it's also a contemporary that explores mental illness, intense female friendhsips, being gay, and not quite being able to fit yourself under any sexual label; and it's also a love story, woven with references to poets and philosophers.
There was never a dull moment. I like it when the heroine is a bit of a villain. I wonder what that says about me. Our claws sink too deep.
When we separate, we tear each other apart. I think it's fascinating the way the lines between friendship and love are blurred in Black Iris. When I was growing up, the few female friendships I had tended to be intense.
I think a lot of girls experience this, especially as teenagers.
We're very touchy-feely, we trust each other with our secrets and desires and it's like hell has been unleashed on earth when we fall out. It was interesting, exciting and captivating to watch the relationship dynamic between Laney and Blythe. And I think I was a little bit in love with the latter too. Everything Vada loved is gone. Shes got nothing left to lose. So when she meets some smooth-talking entrepreneurs who offer to set her up as a cam girl, she cant say no.
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