When 16-year-old Callie Evans learned she was more than your everyday suburban teen, everything changed. One minute she was a typical high school student, the next, a demon-slayer extraordinaire. As a newly discovered Arc angel from heaven, Callie’s destiny is to fight the Darks that prey on human teens.
But when Callie meets Romuel, one of the most powerful angels of all time, her reality is shaken once again. Romuel will force her to become what she was meant to be, but will her boyfriend, fellow Arc, Joshua, be able to set his pride aside? He doesn’t appreciate Callie’s attentiveness toward the older, wiser immortal Romuel. Joshua found her first. And he’s not willing to share.
Is it Callie’s highly active imagination or does the Dark population seem to be multiplying exponentially in her world at an alarming rate? Newsflash: She’s not imagining things. They’re everywhere. And she’s got to find a way to stop them before it’s too late.
Join Silas, Jules, Jixer and the rest of the immortal crew in a story that will wake up the world to the war that’s been raging since the beginning of time, a war in which whispers are the deadliest weapons of all.
Review: I found this to be a really nice twist on the normal good versus evil stories. Ms. Faletti takes us into the world of the ARC’s or rather the arc angels. Making us think that there really is a chance that we each have an angel that is our guardian.
From the beginning there is an undercurrent of chemistry between Callie and Joshua. I am not sure how or why these two are ARC’s but they are. Not wanting to or not allowed to act on feelings they just do their jobs of fighting the Darks. The demons from Hell or as they say in the book ‘Hello’ are surfacing and causing havoc on the young adults in the story. They put thoughts into their heads. The same concept as those bullies in school that call you names or pick on you all the time. Callie and Josh each have a unique way of conquering these Darks. Although I found that Callie seemed more aggressive in killing them in the story.
While all this is going on we have secondary characters that are likable enough but needed to be fleshed out a little more. We know that Mila is Carrie’s best friend forever…all of a sudden she is able to see the ARC’s and also battle the Darks with no training? There are the micros or mini angels…they remind me of fairies. They seem to cause more trouble at times it seems. One has a foreign accent that seems a little out of place and forced. It doesn’t fit. But it was still cute in a roundabout way. Then there is Romuel who seems so much larger than life to Callie and Josh. He throws a nice twist into the forbidden romance that is starting to blossom with Callie and Josh.
I really liked the story despite the back and forth POV of the two main characters, which really wasn’t needed. It was a little predictable at times but kept it interesting with the twists such as all of the other teens being able to see the ARC’s while lending a hand in fighting the Darks and turns where her family is able to see her also as her mom remembers, that Ms. Faletti added.
Overall I found this story to be very entertaining and enjoyable. Not a bad book. I would recommend it to those that enjoy reading paranormal with a twist or any paranormal. It is perfect for the young teen in all of us.
Here’s an excerpt from Chapter 1 of Wake:
“Ugh,” I groaned, setting my phone on the book shelf above me. I was so over this constant barrage of texts Mila continued to send me on an hourly basis. She was bordering on pathetic, and I was feeling major guilt. Her latest texts read like this –
serious probs here, cal
lilli thinks im nuts
head tested 2X
where r u
need 2 c u asap
ur being a crap friend
What could I reply to these? It had been a few weeks since I’d seen her at the hospital, and I’d honestly believed she’d have been Cloaked by now. What the hello was go- ing on in the technical department on high? Neither Silas nor Jules – my obviously not so all knowing Micro Angels – had any clue, as usual. Even Joshua wasn’t quite sure what to make of Mila. Last night, over pizza and wings at his place – I’m still as hungry as any mortal- Joshua and I had brainstormed every last explanation for Mila’s unusual awareness.
“Maybe she’s an Arc too.”
I almost choked on a piece of pepperoni when Joshua laid that one on the table. Mila. An angel. That was a big fat N-O-T. His explanation didn’t even fit into my world, and that was saying something. After all, my world was chock full of death channeling demons and know it all fairies who swore they were both angels and my superiors. Okay, so what if they were… they were still beat… most of the time.
“Think about it, Callie. Maybe she’s just discovering.”
I raised my eyebrows at him, so high, I could almost feel them on my forehead, and shot him a loud and clear – you’re nuts – look. “Mila is definitely not an angel.” Sighing, I focused on a tiny gray spider spinning its web from the ceiling down. It was almost eye level, making me kinda itchy. “I feel like there’s something…” I couldn’t explain it. I didn’t have to. He got me right away.
“Me too.” I watched his eyes move around the room, not looking at anything outside his head. “It almost seems like she’s supposed to know. Like there’s a reason. I feel like something – ”
“-coming.” He leaned over the table and stared intently at me, his dark eyes tracing my face.
Hello weak knees, sweaty brow. Oh, hey goose bumps, nice to see you again.
Then, he smiled.
And I dissolved.
“You are so incredibly gorgeous.” He spoke the words I was thinking about him, and I could feel my jaw drop in slow motion. I thought he said he couldn’t read my mind! Oh wait… he meant me… myself, that he thinks I’m gorgeous. Roll eyes to hide embarrassment. Wipe the red from my cheeks.
“Don’t act like you don’t know it, Callie. You’re beautiful.”
I studied the table in silence, because I honestly never knew how to respond when he got all gooey like that. I totally wanted to crawl out of my skin or onto his.
Lucky for our virtues, we were both paged to different locations at just that moment. Funny how impending demon doom can turn down the heat a few notches pronto. In a matter of seconds, my overactive hormones were replaced with Dark hatred so keen I couldn’t see past the sources until I’d shredded every last one of them.
I didn’t know where Joshua had disappeared to last night, but I’d followed my nose to another high school party. This one was in Jackson, a town that was maybe twen- ty minutes’ drive from sleepy Mackle. Of course, I didn’t have to drive there. Since my last run in with the demon Mihm, I’d gone through a few minor changes. Namely, my mode of transportation.
Clearing was maybe the coolest thing yet about being an Arc. I could see or sense the place I needed to be and boom – arrive there. In truth, I didn’t always sense anything first. Sometimes I just ended up where the trouble was. The first night it happened to me, I was totally not expecting it. One minute I was chilling in the fiction section at the library, my makeshift living quarters for the time being. My nose was buried in a silly teen romance. I had my down sleeping bag tucked around me and a squishy pillow under my head. With my pajama bottom legs resting pretty comfortably on a bookshelf across from me, I was suddenly jolted out of my trashy book and into a version of reality that only I could see.
The scene was so horribly real, it was impossible for me to focus away from it. There were five Raysers, demons who prey specifically on teenage souls and whom I was charged with annihilating on my stamp of the world, and one tortured young boy who I guessed to be about fourteen. He was huddled on the floor of what seemed to be a master bathroom with his hands cupped over his ears, probably trying to block out the Raysers’ scratchy slurring whispers.
Dana Faletti is the author of the Whisper series. She was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and currently resides in a northern suburb of the city with her three wonderful daughters, a loving husband and a hypoallergenic Siberian Forest cat named Fluffy G.