Path of Thieves by Sunniva Dee
Publication Date: June 27th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Football hero by day and thief by night, Charles “Cugs” McConnely leads a double life in the small town of Newbark, Florida. At sundown, the seventeen-year-old turns burglar, forced into the business by the man who should be teaching him the difference between right and wrong: his father.
Cugs is a pro at both games, but only one can secure him a college scholarship. It should be an easy decision, a no-brainer—if Newbark hadn’t proffered the only life he knows.
After run-ins with Nadine Paganelli, his accidental victim and the sole person to have caught him in the act, Cugs starts to realize that hearts can be stolen too.
When his long-lost sister makes contact, lies are uncovered and truths revealed. Suddenly, Cugs finds himself questioning both plans and loyalties. Because sometimes the only way to move forward is by pulling the bottom out of the past.
Charles (Cugs) McConnely grew up in the most unconventional way possible. His dad has taught him to steal since he was a young boy. Shopping is what he calls it. High school student and athlete during the day, criminal by night. After a couple run-ins with Nadine Paganelli, he befriends her. But there’s a connection there. Something deep and resounding. And despite the odd circumstances that have pulled them together, neither ends up doubting that they should explore just why they keep finding each other.
This is an unconventional yet, remarkable story. It’s multilayered and completely character driven. This is their story. This is Cugs’ journey. One that keeps the pages turning as the truth comes to light. Secrets unravel as Cugs navigates his complicated and unbelievable life. The connection between Cugs and Nadine is palpable and authentic. They come from opposite backgrounds, but both feel deeply, love fiercely, regardless of the circumstances they face. The author paints these characters in colors of impressive and inspiring strength.
Despite being YA, this story still had its Sunniva Dee feel. Her writing, poetic. Her characters magnetic. And the lyrical prose of this book simply mesmerizes the reader with the power in the words. Written with astonishing honesty that only this author can do, this is definitely a must read for those who love YA. This book speaks volumes. The author eloquently speaks through her characters and their story. There’s a vulnerability that is captured in YA that draws in readers, and the author achieved this as she effortlessly secures herself as an accomplished and skilled YA writer with this book. Written without apology, the characters unguarded and open, Path Of Thieves was a thought provoking and candid read about a boy and his unforgettable journey in finding his way.
“But please, Cugs.”
Is this what all boyfriends go through? Either way, I feel like my reasons to evade Nadine’s house are damn valid compared to most. For me, it’s not just about meeting the parents. It’s about returning to the scene of the crime. Not any old crime either, but a pivotal one, because I pulled Nadine down with me.
She could’ve returned to her law-abiding puppy-love guy with an awesome future if it weren’t for me being “it” to her. Yes, I feel bad sometimes. And no, I don’t always feel bad. Because most of the time I’m an asshole who thinks that I’m a lucky bastard for meeting her.
“Just come,” she says now, on the phone. “I get that you don’t want to meet my parents. But they’re nice and you’re nice too, and you guys would totally hit it off.”
“I shopped from them.”
“Stole. You didn’t shop.”
“Right.” Same difference.
“But that’s over and done with. We’ve got great insurance, and you actually made them a few bucks.”
“Wow. That makes shopping better in your world?”
“It’s not shopping, Cugs. And nope, it’s messed up, but you always bottle stuff up, and I need you to at least let this go.”
I thump to the mattress of my bed.
“Cugs? You there?”
“Uh-huh. How about fight night instead?”
She huffs. “I want to show you something. I wanted it to be a surprise too, until you could see it in person, but you’re making it freaking hard.”
I groan and press two fingers against my forehead. “When were you thinking?”
“You’re free tomorrow during the day, right?”
“Hmm. Not sure.”
“You said you were.”
“Fine! I’m free tomorrow. Happy?”
I get no reply. Crap, I should have Face-timed her. “Cute” expressions go a long way when it comes to appeasing girlfriends. “Nadine.”
She exhales into the phone.
“Come on. Talk to me.”
“I’m sorry, okay? It’s just—I love you, and I hate it when we don’t agree.”
Her breath hits the receiver first. “Come tomorrow at lunch, then. No one’ll be at home. Can you do that? For me?”
About the Author
Between studies, teaching, and advising, Sunniva has spent her entire adult life in a college environment. Most of her novels are new adult romance geared toward smart, passionate readers with a love for eclectic language and engaging their brain as well as their heart while reading.
Born in the Land of the Midnight Sun, the author spent her early twenties making the world her playground. Southern Europe: Spain, Italy, Greece--Argentina: Buenos Aires, in particular. The United States finally kept her interest, and after half a decade in Los Angeles, she now lounges in the beautiful city of Savannah.
Sometimes, Sunniva writes with a paranormal twist (Shattering Halos, Stargazer, and Cat Love). At other times, it's contemporary (Pandora Wild Child, Leon's Way, Adrenaline Crush, Walking Heartbreak, and Dodging Trains, coming in late March 2016).
This author is the happiest when her characters let their emotions run off with them, shaping her stories in ways she never foresaw. She loves bad-boys and good-boys run amok, and like in real life, her goal is to keep the reader on her toes until the end of each story.
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The Fighter and the Baroness
“Can I wear it through the security portal?” I ask, broken shoes in one hand.
“No, I’m sorry. It will buzz,” the security person explains. “The portal is created to alert us to most metals besides gold and silver.”
I can’t tell him I wear gold. Real, irreplaceable, century-old heirlooms. He wouldn’t believe me anyway. “If it’s okay with you, I’d like to try.”
He lifts his arms in subtle agreement, a have-it-your-way, and I enter the booth, walk out without incident. Employees from two checkpoints stare at me while I pick my stuff off the band. I shake my head, slowly at first, but then I have nothing to say, no witty comeback, and my flight instinct kicks in. I get up on my toes so I don’t stumble in the too-long skirt and stride as slowly as I can into the transit hall.
I need to not stress the hell out. Just, I wish someone was with me to talk me down. I could call Elfriede. I don’t have my phone. I need a new phone. God, how pathetic am I?
Once I’m sure security isn’t following, I haul butt down the corridor. Tiles are cold under bare feet, it turns out. I’d step into my shoes again, but one of them is broken. Would people stare less if I limped and my heels creak-clacked against the floor?
A high-end fashion store beams in the distance. “We’ll help you blend in. Hurry, hurry,” it calls. I run. Benches are in the way. I’m getting clumsy. I’m panicking. Suddenly, a potted palm tree appears out of nowhere, half-blocking my view of the Promised Land, and my torso doubles around it as I slam to the ground.
I let out an ungraceful oomph. And realize I’m not on the ground after all. No, there’s an arm around me, and miraculously I’m on my feet, wobbly but sort of erect.
“You all right?” an American accent asks.
“I was going to Cloe’s over there,” I explain in German, pointing feebly and not feeling as regal as I’ve been taught. Dark eyebrows contract from within a tanned face above me.
“Sorry?” His arm is still strong around me, really freaking strong, and somehow I’ve got a death grip around it while trying to pry him off.
I translate the same stupid sentence to English. “I was going to Cloe’s. It’s over there.”
His brows are perfectly thick or thin and their arcs are so perfectly perfect they look like they’ve been combed, but then the furrow between them smoothens and I discover his eyes.
I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Martial arts fighter, Victor Arquette is focused. He aims to become the best in mixed martial arts. It’s what he’s destined to do. He doesn’t need distractions as he remains dedicated to his craft. Enter Helena von Isenlohe and everything changes. Helena left her home behind as her father’s castle deteriorates due to his money woes. As the future of the castle relies on some of her life choices, Helena flees. In her defiance against family and love, she meets Victor. She’s a mystery he can’t get enough of. He’s inexplicably drawn to her. And you feel it the moment they meet. They end up parting ways once they get to their destination. But fate has a way of intervening.
Victor and Helena see each other again and its just as magnetic as the first time. Victor tries to give her up. He’s busy. So much work in his career to be done. But he finds himself thinking about her when he shouldn’t be. Helena’s heart is back home with her family, but she slowly finds that that same heart may already found its real home. With Victor. But how does one choose? There’s this fierceness between them. Something both know they should ignore, but it’s impossible. This ferocity causes them to feel things that neither have time for. But the heart knows no time or circumstance.
The Fighter and The Baroness had depth and intensity, but was perfectly balanced with humor and light. I found this read to be quite refreshing as it was never predictable. Victor was a lover that most women dream about. He loved with fervor. Deeply. Unreservedly. He didn’t get love. He’s been through so much. But with her he wanted to love and be loved. Helena was a great heroine and her strength was something I admired. Her love for Victor was powerful and purposeful. Their love persevered.
Gripping and unexpected, Victor and Helena’s story was brilliantly written with an engaging storyline that kept me turning the pages. Although a bit lighter than her usual reads, this book still holds the voice of Sunniva Dee. The voice of hopefulness in the face adversity. The author stays true to her profound writing style as she crafts the kind of love story that only she can. Magical. Breathtaking. Fascinating. And of course you will find humor in the story. I even laughed out loud a few times. Victor and Helena are genuine and relatable characters. The author demonstrates her talent in her meticulous character development. They are what drives her compelling and engaging storylines. And this story was no different.
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