Every so often, a book comes along that completely captivates you, body and mind. For me, Nocte by Courtney Cole was that book. Reminiscent of noir fiction, this book combines elements of romantic suspense and new adult in a twisted, atmospheric story that DEMANDS to be read.
I’m not even going to focus on any details from this book, because I truly feel that you need to experience this story independent of any preconceived notions.
The way this book affects the reader is almost unnerving. You’re truly on edge the entire time, Cole’s words infiltrating your brain like wisps of smoke, just when you think you have an idea of where this story is headed, it all dissipates, leaving you wondering yet again.
Full appreciation for this story isn’t reached until well after you’ve finished the book, and you realize that Courtney has laid out everything so perfectly, all the clues were there, yet the story itself is too mesmerizing for the reader to be able to piece it all together.
This type of visionary storytelling is all too rare, the vivid descriptions and emotional exposition truly make this an immersive reading experience. The outside world ceases to exist while you’re living in the shoes of Calla and Finn.
You WILL hear talk of a cliffhanger, but let me assure you, this one doesn’t hurt. It leaves you in a place of rapt anticipation, hungry for the next installment of the story.
I know you’ve all heard about books that you just can’t put down, but Nocte is different. This book won’t put YOU down.
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Glancing up, I suck my breath in when I find dark eyes connected to mine, eyes so dark they’re almost black, and the energy in them is enough to freeze me in place.
A boy is attached to the dark gaze.
He’s probably no more than twenty or twenty-one, but everything about him screams man. There’s no boy in him. That part of him is very clearly gone. I see it in his eyes, in the way he holds himself, in the perceptive way he takes in his surroundings, then stares at me with singular focus, like we’re somehow connected by a tether. He’s got a million contradictions in his eyes….aloofness, warmth, mystery, charm, and something else I can’t define.
He’s muscular, tall, and wearing a tattered black sweatshirt that says Irony is lost on you in orange letters. His dark jeans are belted with black leather, and a silver band encircles his middle finger.
Dark hair tumbles into his face and a hand with long fingers impatiently brushes it back, all the while his eyes are still connected with mine. His jaw is strong and masculine, with the barest hint of stubble.
His gaze is still connected to mine, like a livewire, or a lightning bolt. I can feel the charge of it racing along my skin, like a million tiny fingers, flushing my cheeks. My lungs flutter and I swallow hard.
And then, he smiles at me.
Because I don’t know him and he doesn’t know better.
Courtney Cole is a novelist who would eat mythology for breakfast if she could. She has a degree in Business, but has since discovered that corporate America is not nearly as fun to live in as fictional worlds. She loves chocolate and roller coasters and hates waiting and rude people.
Courtney lives in quiet suburbia, close to Lake Michigan, with her real-life Prince Charming, her ornery kids (there is a small chance that they get their orneriness from their mother) and a small domestic zoo.