Book review - The Firey heart by richelle mead

The Fiery Heart - Richelle Mead

Sydney Sage is an Alchemist, one of a group of humans who dabble in magic and serve to bridge the worlds of humans and vampires. They protect vampire secrets - and human lives.

In The Indigo Spell, Sydney was torn between the Alchemist way of life and what her heart and gut were telling her to do. And in one breathtaking moment that Richelle Mead fans will never forget, she made a decision that shocked even her. . . .

But the struggle isn't over for Sydney. As she navigates the aftermath of her life-changing decision, she still finds herself pulled in too many directions at once. Her sister Zoe has arrived, and while Sydney longs to grow closer to her, there's still so much she must keep secret. Working with Marcus has changed the way she views the Alchemists, and Sydney must tread a careful path as she harnesses her profound magical ability to undermine the way of life she was raised to defend. Consumed by passion and vengeance, Sydney struggles to keep her secret life under wraps as the threat of exposure — and re-education — looms larger than ever.

Pulses will race throughout this smoldering fourth installment in the New York Times bestselling Bloodlines series, where no secret is safe.

February 1- March 2

I loved this book so this book is told in both Sydney and Adrian's point of view and I loved it that way but I was also afraid something big was going to happen and well it does I think this one is my favorite of them probably cause of the relationship with Sydney and Adrian . So Sydney's sister Zoe is mostly like her father and I hate her there parents are getting a divorce wow shock there her father is trying to get a case against the mother saying she cheated on him what a jerk only because she wants Zoe to have a normal childhood . Sydney and Adrian have these love phones I was so afraid that something was going to happen with these phones at any minute and when they had the dinner with the father zoe just kept going on and on about well Sydney is always doing them favors I'm like Zoe shut up . Adrian had to go a visit this vampire that just got turned back from being strigoi adrian got her blood out cause they want to make sure no one gets to be a strigoi that way . Adrian and Sydney both go up to court with Neil Sydney almost get's attacked by these asshole guys who want to dabble her which is mostly blood rape Adrian comes and saves her and beats one over the head with a tree branch cause of the whole spirit thing he's cut out from spirit. They also tested this whole anti- striogi tattoo on Neil lets hope it works . when there car crashes and there close to freezing Sydney uses her magic for a fire they end up staying at a bed and breakfast and Sydney and Adrian finally have sex they end up being stuck there for three days I just wanted them both to be happy and rid of the evil alchemist. So they have to try this tatoo on someone and Sydney asks trey he wants to get back to Angeline anyway so Mrs. T boyfriend Wolf you know the guy with the dogs and helped Sydney and Adrian with self defense he's the guy doing the tattoo he also has one eye which freaks out Trey . When they do it the second time Sydney has to do it and she sees if trey can be mind controlled and he can't I just don't understand why she didn't do it to herself . So Neil wants to go hunt down these strigoi with Sydney you know cause she can use fire and I was just hoping this would work so they take Eddie . And the strigoi is older than they thought and then the guy bit Neil but he said he tasted bad so it does work and then Angeline and trey are there and Jill is also there the strigoi is dead and Eddie is yelling at Jill and then she kisses him awww . So I knew something bad was going to happen but when Adrian was waiting with Marcus and he also lost the Love phone I was like oh no something is going down and it did the alchemist took her and Adrian can't get to her cause there is is block I can't wait to know what happens in silver shadows .

Favorite Quotes-

Relax, having kids is years away. But can you imagine? Your brains, my charm, our collective good looks... then add in the usual physical abilities dhampirs get.

It's really not even fair to everyone else.”

Rowena Clark and I had met on the first day of our mixed media class. I’d sat down at her table and said, “Mind if I join you? Figure the best way to learn about art is to sit with a masterpiece.” Maybe I was in love, but I was still Adrian Ivashkov.

Rowena had fixed me with a flat look. “Let’s get one thing straight. I can see through crap a mile away, and I like girls, not guys, so if you can’t handle me telling you what’s what, then you’d better take your one-liners and hair gel somewhere else. I don’t go to this school to put up with pretty boys like you. I’m here to face dubious employment options with a painting degree and then go get a Guinness after class.”

I’d scooted my chair closer to the table. “You and I are going to get along just fine.”

What's up?" Christian asked. "Need some hairstyling tips?"
"Tips you stole from me? No thanks. But I hear you've got a really good bacon meatloaf recipe."
It was worth it then and there to see his complete and total surprise.
"Since when do you cook?" he finally managed to stammer.
"Oh, you know. I'm a Renaissance man. I do it all. Send it if you've got it, and I'll give it a try. I'll let you know if I make any improvements."
His smirk returned. "Are you trying to impress a girl?"
"With cooking?" I pointed at my face. "This is all it takes, Ozera.”

Then why are you crying?”
“Because of you!” I beat my fists on his chest. “Because I love you, and I don’t know what to do! I can solve almost any problem, but I can’t solve this. I don’t know how to deal with that. And I’m afraid! Afraid for you! Do you know what it’d do to me if something happens to you?” I stopped hitting him and clasped my hands over my own chest, as though there was a danger my heart might fall out. “This! This would break. Shatter. Crumble. Crumble until it was dust.” I dropped my hands. “Blown away on the wind until there was nothing left.”