October 24, 2012

Blog Tour: Death and the Girl Next Door (Darklight #1) by Darynda Jones – Review, Excerpt, & G!veaway

Hey fabulous readers!  Thanks for stopping by for our tour stop for

 Death and the Girl Next Door (Darklight #1) by Darynda Jones!

We’ve got an excerpt for your viewing please,
our thoughts on the book,
and you can enter the giveaway found at the end of the post!


Ten years ago, Lorelei’s parents disappeared without a trace.  Raised by her grandparents and leaning on the support of her best friends, Lorelei is finally beginning to accept the fact that her parents are never coming home.  For Lorelei, life goes on.

High school is not quite as painful as she thinks it will be, and things are as normal as they can be.  Until the day the school’s designated loner, Cameron Lusk, begins to stalk her, turning up where she least expects it,  standing outside her house in the dark, night after night.  Things get even more complicated when a new guy—terrifying, tough, sexy Jared Kovach—comes to school.  Cameron and Jared instantly despise each other and Lorelei seems to be the reason for their animosity.  What does Jared know about her parents?  Why does Cameron tell Jared he can’t have Lorelei?  And what will any of them do when Death comes knocking for real?  Thrilling, sassy, sexy, and inventive, Darynda Jones’s first foray into the world of teens will leave readers eager for the next installment.

“Unique, witty, and touching—I LOVED THIS BOOK!” —P.C. Cast, New York Times bestselling author of The House of Night Series

Death and the Girl Next Door (Darklight #1) by Darynda Jones
Publication Date:  October 2, 2o12
Publisher:  St. Martin’s Press

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** This title was provided to us by the Publisher for an honest review.
We were in no way paid for our opinions **

I fell in love with the angel of death, guys.  In Death and the Girl Next Door a novel by author Darynda Jones (First Grave on the Right) we find ourselves experiencing main character Lorelei’s encounters with Mr. Tall, Dark and dangerous: Jared Kovach who has a dark secret that will change Lorelei’s world forever.

The title of Death and the Girl Next Door instantly caught my attention, it made me immediately assume that the novel would be unique and action-packed.  Not only was it, but I got a lot more than I assumed I would from the novel.  While I came expecting a story about (basically) death coming for the main character, I ended up learning that novel is a lot more than what the title provides.  Death and the Girl Next Door is a story with romance, action and the supernatural.  Can I get an awesome-sauce?

The novel begins with an introduction to our main character, Lorelei, as well as her friends.  I got a quick feel for the novel as being playful and dangerous.  Right off the hop, I enjoyed Lorelei’s friends since they managed to remind me a lot of my own friends and being a teenager myself, I loved how Jones made the dialogue pretty realistic since we don’t talk wealthy, intelligent, aristocrats 24/7.  You know what I mean, when YA authors have teen characters who sound really mature, when in reality (and depending on the age group) teens don’t sound anything like the way the author portrays them.

So I give Darynda Jones a pat on the back for realism.

As the novel progressed, I found myself falling for Jared Kovach a.k.a. the Angel of Death, Azrael.  Since I’m a DC comics nerd, I immediately imagined him as Azrael from the Order of St. Dumas.  Ignore my nerdy moment, but the way Jared speaks in the novel and is described as this badass, avenging, condemning angel had me imagining the character and placing him as Jared.

The novel centers mostly on the reasons why Jared has come to Earth as well as what it has to do with Lorelei and her parent’s disappearance.  I personally felt that the novel moved way too quickly and that you would go from one fast paced situation to another with no place for breaks, which as you can imagine, left me a bit confused.  But put that aside, I think it’s really the characters in the novel that make it so genuine and great.

Death and the Girl Next Door is Hush, Hush with the angel of death and a main character who has experienced her fair share of the supernatural world.  I’d recommend the novel to readers who want to read a novel with a romance between a sexy-pants dangerous angel and a mortal girl.   Fans of novels like Becca Fitzpatrick’s Hush, Hush will fall hard for Death and the Girl Next Door and if you love supernatural romance’s I would point you in the direction of Death and the Girl Next Door.

I laughed to myself and headed toward the back of our favorite and pretty much only hangout. It sat a mere block from our alma mater, Riley High, and we practically lived in our corner booth. I ducked past the snack counter and into a very dark back hall. Judging by the boxes lining the narrow passage, I’d be taking my life into my hands if I risked a journey to the little senorita’s room without illumination, so I ran my hand along a paneled wall. Where would I be if I were a light switch? Just as the tips of my fingers found the switch, a silhouette stepped out of the shadows and brushed past me. I startled with a gasp.

“Excuse me,” I said, placing a hand over my heart.

“Sorry.” The guy paused slightly before continuing on his way, and in that instant, I saw the makings of utter perfection: a long arm with shadowy curves that dipped around the fluid lines of muscle; a tall, wide shoulder; dark hair that curled playfully over an ear and led to a strong, masculine jaw. Something inside me lurched, craving a closer look at his face, but he walked by too fast and the hall was too dark for me to catch anything else.

After a couple of seconds, I realized my hand had brushed against his arm. It was enough to send a vision crashing into me, like the flash of a nuclear bomb, bright and unforgiving. Tamping down my surprise— I hadn’t had a vision in a very long time— I pressed shaking fingers to my forehead to wait out the familiar storm, to see what treasures would wash ashore in the aftermath.

Yet the things I saw were unreal, impossible, and certainly not of this world: A desolate landscape lay before me with scorched clouds and a roiling, violet sky. The air was stagnant and so impossibly thick, breathing it took effort. Then I heard the clanging of metal. I turned to watch in horror as a being, a boy of no more than sixteen or seventeen, fierce and somehow not quite human, struggled with a dark, monstrous beast. The boy’s arms corded as tendon and muscle strained against the weight of the sword he wielded. He slashed again and again, but the monster was fast, with razorlike talons and sharp, gleaming teeth, and the boy knew what those teeth felt like when they sank into flesh, knew the blinding pain that accompanied defeat. But he also knew the power he himself wielded, the raw strength that saturated every molecule of his body.

Another herculean effort landed a thrust in the monster’s shoulder and continued through its thick chest. The monster sank under the boy’s sword with a guttural scream. The boy looked on while the beast writhed in pain, watched it grow still as the life drained out of it, and somewhere in the back of the boy’s mind, he allowed himself to register the burning of his lungs as he struggled to fill them with air.

Blood trickled between his fingers, down the length of his blade, and dripped to the powdery earth beneath his feet. I followed the trail of blood up to three huge gashes across his chest. Evidently three of the monster’s claws had met their mark, laying the flesh of its enemy open. I gasped and covered my mouth with both hands as the boy spun toward me, sword at the ready. Squinting against the low sun, I could almost make out his features, but the vision evaporated before I got the chance. A heartbeat later, I was back in the dark hallway, gasping for air, one palm pressed against my temple, the other against the wall for balance.

I squeezed my eyes shut, fought the memory of the vision, the fear that summoned the taste of bile in the back of my throat, the feel of blood dripping down the boy’s arm.

About the Author:


New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Darynda Jones has won numerous awards for her work including a prestigious Golden Heart®, a RITA®, and a Daphne du Maurier. As a born storyteller, she grew up spinning tales of dashing damsels and heroes in distress for any unfortunate soul who happened by, annoying man and beast alike. Darynda lives in the Land of Enchantment, also known as New Mexico, with her husband and two beautiful sons, the Mighty, Mighty Jones Boys.

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  1. Traci

    Terrific review! I really enjoyed Death and the Girl Next Door and am looking forward to book 2 Death, Doom and Detention!

  2. Darynda

    Thank you so much for having me!!! I LOVE that song. Wow. It’s perfect.

  3. Chapter by Chapter

    Thanks for stopping by Darynda! The song is was a perfect pick. Love it!

  4. Erika

    Young, vibrant characters and original stories!

  5. Marie Brown

    LOVED DGND! This book had me laughing and on the edge of my seat the entire time! Cant wait for the second book in this series!

  6. Emily

    For me I enjoy Young Adult books because often times the feelings the characters discover are a first. I can remember those firsts and always either feeling like I was on top of the world or mortified because it was a harsh life lesson.

  7. liane

    I love the fact that the main characters are from my age group , and how there a lot of talented YA authors :)

  8. Lindy Gomez

    The reason that I love YA books is because their have a lot of excitement, adventure, magic, and the excitement of first kisses, first love, etc. they’re more fun than adult books! Thanks for the giveaway :)

  9. Viki S.

    I love YA because most are well written and remind me that even as we get older things really stay the same. Thank you.

  10. Thanks for posting. I love me some Darynda Jones and all of her great books!

  11. Denise Z

    I enjoy YA as they are more often than not story driven rather than romance. This of course is not always the case, but that I my primary enjoyment.

  12. lunateca

    its international?

  13. Chapter by Chapter

    The tour host has indicated that it is open to US/Canada residents.

  14. Kathy S

    I like that YA books are typically quicker to read.

  15. Grace Lo

    The way I can relate to the characters and their conflicts

  16. Stephanie W.

    I like that they’re easier to read – they don’t seem as complex as adult novels. Also, I can easily identify with the characters.

  17. nurmawati djuhawan

    YA is never boring…reminds me when i was in high school :)

  18. Jaime Lester

    I have tried to come up with an answer to this question for a long time. I am 30 years old, and I just never stopped reading YA. I have read Adult fiction throughout the years, and I do enjoy it. But there is just something about YA that captures my attention, my heart. It is always exciting and new. Maybe I like to think I am in high school again. I don’t really know. The only thing that matters is that it is awesome and I plan on reading YA for, well, always!

  19. kimbacaffeinate

    Great review, I love this author and my review will post in November.

  20. Lisa Vazquezanzua

    I think because it brings me back to being a teenager and also that first love romance that I miss being a teenager. The stories for the YA are just really good.

  21. Kelly

    How they are so gung ho about the world and will fight more than most people past that age. There is still some innocence left there too.

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