THE EXEMEUS
Her short life was devoted to love and to hate. Love of the man who stole her heart, hate for the man who stole the world. Murdered by the government she swore to destroy, she's been given another chance to make it right. But to save the planet, she needs the help of the most powerful mystic the world has ever seen—unfortunately he hasn’t been born yet.
In a world where fear is the only currency, Dephon has committed the ultimate
crime: inspiring hope.
His only goal is to make it safely through ninth grade, but on a
post-apocalyptic Earth run by the Treptonian government, it isn’t that simple.
Heir to a legendary power, Dephon Johnson is the only threat to the
government’s rule. And on Trepton, all threats must be eliminated. When hundreds
of assassins are dispatched to neutralize him, Dephon is forced to fight back.
His only chance of survival is to enlist the aid of the greatest warrior the
world has ever known. The only problem is, she's been dead for 13 years.
“Life isn’t how long you live it, but what you do with it.”
The
Exemeus is far from what I expected. I’m not sure if this is a good
thing but what I felt when I read the blurb is very different from what I did
when I started reading the book. Having said that however, I can say that I
greatly enjoyed reading the book and that one should
never judge a book by its cover.
Reading
the book reminds me a lot of Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson series. Considering
that I loved that series is just a testament to how good this book is. All
parts fantasy, adventure, romance, magic and dystopian, The
Exemeus is packed with everything that makes a good book really good.
The
protagonist, Dephon Johnson has a very admirable character. He’s the unpopular
guy who gets bullied and shoved up the lockers by the more popular jocks. He
isn’t exactly a “hero” material but that doesn’t stop him from being fearless
and reckless. He is very grounded and down to earth. And he’s ready to take on
anyone just to help the people around him. He’s very spontaneous and figuring
things about him at the same time that he does makes you connect with him more.
I
liked the transition between the present time and the events of the past. The
transition allows very little confusion on the readers’ part since it clearly
defines how everything became what they are and it shows how greatly the past
affects the present. One can see that everyone has some big part to play and
that everything is connected.
I
loved reading Hyalee and Singleton’s story. The romance between them didn’t
overpower the wholeness of the story but I feel giddy reading Singleton’s
sweet, charming comebacks just the same. Hyalee has a strong personality, full
of willpower and guts. She’s audacious, quite unpredictable and always with a
sarcastic retort.
There
was always something happening. It didn’t felt rushed and the buildup was just
right. I admit some parts were quite confusing to me and I had a slightly hard
time familiarizing myself with a few things (i.e. the magical lexicon) and some
of the characters’ names I even forgot while reading, but that doesn’t take
away the thrill of reading the book.
What
I love most about the book is the characters. Not one of
them lacks a sense of humor and personality. Their relationship and the way
they interact, one could just relate to them. They were all very fun to read.
They’re quirky, enigmatic and dynamic.
With
a unique, twisty plot that is mysterious, exciting and humorous, The
Exemeus is another good book to add to the ever growing to-read list
of book-lovers.
BOOK EXCERPT.
I was trying to think of a surefire way to kill David Morrow, but Virginia’s constant chatter kept disrupting my thoughts.
“I don’t think you should worry about David. He was a total loser,” Virginia said. “You could do so much better.”
“You’re just saying that,” I told her. “Face it, I’m going to be alone for the rest of my life. Guys want girls who are attractive and popular. They don’t want someone who looks like me.”
“Oh, please, what’s bringing this on? David was nobody, and if a guy only cares about looks, who needs him? Trust me, there are lots of great guys out there who’ll fall for a girl who’s intelligent and funny like you. You don’t need bland David. You need someone who’s so passionate that he lights you on fire.”
“Why don’t I just get some kerosene and a match, and then I can do it myself?”
“Don’t be bitter,” Virginia said as we reached the front door of my house. “Today’s your birthday. We should go out and do something wild.”
Instantly, I became nervous. Whenever Virginia said the word wild in that Spanish accent of hers, I either ended up in a lot of trouble or in a lot of pain. When we were really wild, I ended up in both.
“I don’t think we should do anything of the sort,” I said as I fumbled in my purse for the key.
“No, I definitely think we should go to the salon in the mall and dye our hair pink. Ooohh, oooh,” she said, jumping up and down like she needed to find a ladies’ room fast, “or blue! I could totally see you with blue hair. We don’t have to get it professionally done. We can do it ourselves.”
I looked at her in amazement. She was completely serious. “Do you remember the perm you gave me? My hair is only now growing back.” I found my key and pushed it into the lock. “In fact, it shrinks a little every time you come near it.”
Virginia waved her hand airily, as though what I said was trivial. “You can’t let little things set you back or you’ll end up like...” she leaned over to whisper the last two words as we entered my house, “your father.”
I shook my head. There he was on the couch.
“I’m surprised to find you here, Mr. Smith,” Virginia said cheerfully. She had an amazing talent for keeping the sarcasm out of her voice.
“Hello, Ms. Castellanos,” my dad said. He didn’t bother to take his eyes off the television.
“Anything interesting on?” She derived perverse pleasure from needling my dad. In the beginning he used to get annoyed, but he’s learned to tune her out. Most of the time, anyway.
“You’re not watching this tired old show, are you?” she continued, pointing to the television. “I’ll save you the trouble--he dies in the end.” The vein in my father’s neck bulged, and his jaw clenched. Score, Virginia.
As my father grumpily changed the channel, she said, “Oh, I love this show, I’ve seen every episode a million times. Maybe I’ll come back down in a bit and watch some of it with you.” The muscle in Dad’s neck twitched again. Virginia grinned her sadist’s grin, heading up the stairs with a spring in her step.
“Bye, Dad,” I said, trying to keep from laughing.
“Bye, Hyalee,” he sighed, changing the channel to the local news.
By the time I got upstairs, the door to my room was already open and Virginia was rummaging through my closet.
“What’re you doing?” I threw myself down on the bed. Kicking off my shoes, I picked up the latest issue of People from my nightstand and flipped through it.
“I’m looking for something you can wear with our new blue hair, but you have less selection than a nun. Just like your mom. Soon you’ll be wearing turtle necks on burning hot days.”
My parents had a turtleneck for every occasion--turtleneck evening wear to turtleneck pajamas. Mom never went swimming, but if she did, I was sure she could find a turtleneck bathing suit.
“I’m not dyeing my hair. My mom would flip.” Why would I want blue hair anyway?
“On the bright side, your dad would only notice if you stood in front of the TV,” she said, holding up a green and blue hoodie to her body before chucking it on the closet floor.
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, but my mom would see it. She notices everything.”
“Come on, it’s your birthday! Your mom should remember how much birthdays meant to her when she was our age. Hers is in what, two days? I’m sure even she’s going to let loose a little. Besides, you only turn seventeen once, and it is senior year. The whole occasion practically screams blue hair.”
“That might make sense in your convoluted little mind, but if I cross my mom, the only screaming will come from me.”
Virginia pouted. I hated that look, but I wasn’t going to get dumped and get grounded on my birthday. “Okay, maybe I’ll go to the store and watch you and maybe... I’ll try on a blue wig,” I said, biting my fingernail.
“Fair enough. If we’re lucky, they’ll have a sale and you can get an outfit to match your wig.”
I snorted. “You know that’s not going to happen. I have the worst luck.” I pulled on my shoes and grabbed my Dallas Cowboys hat from the floor, placing it on my head.
“We all make our own luck,” Virginia said confidently, shimmying in front of the mirror. She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye. “But if I did believe in luck, I definitely wouldn’t want yours.”
“Thanks,” I said as we headed out the door. “Thanks a lot.”
ABOUT THE AUTHORS.
Folami and Abeni Morris are a sister-sister
writing team. Together they wrote (and rewrote) The Exemeus, somehow managing
to accomplish it without murdering one another. Despite their facial
similarities, tendency to finish each other’s thoughts and stick up for each
other constantly, no, they’re not twins and thus deserve their own individual
bio.
Folami Morris grew up in the tiny city of San Mateo Ca Xavier University California
As luck (and logic) would have it, Abeni Morris grew up
in the same tiny little town as her sister, then she too escaped to the tinier
town of Antioch Cal
State East
Bay
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