Funkin' Weird: The Record, Book 5
Author | : Winnie Winkle |
Publisher | : J. S. Netwal |
Total Pages | : 430 |
Release | : 2022-07-28 |
ISBN-10 | : 9798985961010 |
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Rating | : 4/5 (10 Downloads) |
Book excerpt: Book 5 of this funny, paranormal urban fantasy series keeps you laughing and makes you think! Winnie's powerhouse narration style and plots full of twists and turns make every page jump. ~~~ 5.0 out of 5 stars Twisty, satisfying and heartbreaking. Reviewed in the United States on August 1, 2022 Verified Purchase I originally got into this series because of the clever blurb and the image of Poseidon in a Speedo. I haven't looked back, or been disappointed! In "Funkin' Weird" the world has just made a turn of cosmic proportions and the magical and non-magical elements are seeking balance--with the added complication of a new race. No one knows how this will go but the races are vying for the top spot! My mind was blown by the twisty way the plot unfolded and in no way could I have anticipated the way it manifested. With snarky humor and amazing insights into the nature of the universe as well as wonderful inner dialog from the main characters, Winnie Winkle delivers. Not to mention Titanic sex scenes, and Funkin' Weird drinks! I can't recommend this series enough! ~~~ Down is up, lore is lie, and when the titans aren’t busy boinkin’ they’re getting buzzed. It’s shading weird around here. What's really cookin' my logistical noodle is the immortals. They're dying. Not the most accurate branding, right? I've got a handful of puzzle pieces that don't fit, and a sense of doom that won't quit. What happens when an immortal dies? I wish I knew. As the Keeper, I’m trying to hold the magical and human worlds aligned. I’ve got a symbiotic book, a partner, and dumb luck. The upheaval in Olympus is tinder for a witch war. My lover’s a god who thinks gaming the system is fine, my bestie is a witch ready to toss the Olympians out on their butts, and I’ve got to save a new magical race that can’t find their behinds with both hands and a flashlight. Then the real deal showed up ready to burn the world to the ground. I’m screwed, and it’s only Wednesday.