Blood Brothers

Blood Brothers

by Nora Roberts

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Overview

#1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts presents the first novel in a compelling trilogy about three brothers bound by fate, blood, and a timeless enemy.

In the town of Hawkins Hollow, it’s called The Seven. Every seven years, on the seventh day of the seventh month, strange things happen. It began when three young boys—Caleb, Fox, and Gage—went on a camping trip to The Pagan Stone...
 
It is only February, but Caleb Hawkins—descendant of the town founders—has already seen and felt the stirrings of evil. Though he can never forget the beginning of the terror in the woods twenty-one years ago, the signs have never been this strong before. Cal will need the help of his best friends Fox and Gage, but surprisingly he must rely on a stranger as well.

Reporter Quinn Black came to Hawkins Hollow hoping to make its eerie happenings the subject of her new book. She too can see the evil the locals cannot, somehow connecting her to the town—and to Cal. As winter turns to spring, they will shed their inhibitions, surrendering to a desire that will grow and form the cornerstone of a group of men and women bound by the fight against what is to come from out of the darkness…

Don't miss the other books in the Sign of Seven trilogy
The Hollow
The Pagan Stone

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781984804907
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Publication date: 03/05/2019
Series: Sign of Seven Series , #1
Pages: 352
Sales rank: 151,364
Product dimensions: 5.40(w) x 8.10(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

Nora Roberts is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than 200 novels. She is also the author of the bestselling In Death series written under the pen name J. D. Robb. There are more than 500 million copies of her books in print.

Hometown:

Keedysville, Maryland

Date of Birth:

1950

Place of Birth:

Silver Spring, Maryland

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One

Hawkins Hollow

Maryland

July 6, 1987

 

Inside the pretty kitchen of the pretty house on Pleasant Avenue, Caleb Hawkins struggled not to squirm as his mother packed her version of campout provisions.

 

In his mother's world, ten-year-old boys required fresh fruit, homemade oatmeal cookies (they weren't so bad), half a dozen hard-boiled eggs, a bag of Ritz crackers made into sandwiches with Jif peanut butter for filling, some celery and carrot sticks (yuck!), and hearty ham-and-cheese sandwiches.

 

Then there was the thermos of lemonade, the stack of paper napkins, and the two boxes of Pop-Tarts she wedged into the basket for breakfast.

 

"Mom, we're not going to starve to death," he complained as she stood deliberating in front of an open cupboard. "We're going to be right in Fox's backyard."

 

Which was a lie, and kinda hurt his tongue. But she'd never let him go if he told her the truth. And, sheesh, he was ten. Or would be the very next day.

 

Frannie Hawkins put her hands on her hips. She was a pert, attractive blonde with summer blue eyes and a stylish curly perm. She was the mother of three, and Cal was her baby and only boy. "Now, let me check that backpack."

 

"Mom!"

 

"Honey, I just want to be sure you didn't forget anything." Ruthless in her own sunny way, Frannie unzipped Cal's navy blue pack. "Change of underwear, clean shirt, socks, good, good, shorts, toothbrush. Cal, where are the Band-Aids I told you to put in, and the Bactine, the bug repellant?"

 

"Sheesh, we're not going to Africa."

 

"All the same," Frannie said, and did her signature finger wave to send him along to gather up the supplies. While he did, she slipped a card out of her pocket and tucked it into the pack.

 

He'd been born-after eight hours and twelve minutes of vicious labor-at one minute past midnight. Every year she stepped up to his bed at twelve, watched him sleep for that minute, then kissed him on the cheek.

 

Now he'd be ten, and she wouldn't be able to perform the ritual. Because it made her eyes sting, she turned away to wipe at her spotless counter as she heard his tromping footsteps.

 

"I got it all, okay?"

 

Smiling brightly, she turned back. "Okay." She stepped over to rub a hand over his short, soft hair. He'd been her towheaded baby boy, she mused, but his hair was darkening, and she suspected it would be a light brown eventually.

 

Just as hers would be without the aid of Born Blonde.

 

In a habitual gesture, Frannie tapped his dark-framed glasses back up his nose. "You make sure you thank Miss Barry and Mr. O'Dell when you get there."

 

"I will."

 

"And when you leave to come home tomorrow."

 

"Yes, ma'am."

 

She took his face in her hands, looked through the thick lenses into eyes the same color as his father's calm gray ones. "Behave," she said and kissed his cheek. "Have fun." Then the other. "Happy birthday, my baby."

 

Usually it mortified him to be called her baby, but for some reason, just then, it made him feel sort of gooey and good.

 

"Thanks, Mom."

 

He shrugged on the backpack, then hefted the loaded picnic basket. How the hell was he going to ride all the way out to Hawkins Wood with half the darn grocery store on his bike?

 

The guys were going to razz him something fierce.

 

Since he was stuck, he carted it into the garage, where his bike hung tidily-by Mom decree-on a rack on the wall. Thinking it through, he borrowed two of his father's bungee cords and secured the picnic basket to the wire basket of his bike.

 

Then he hopped on his bike and pedaled down the short drive.

 

 

Fox finished weeding his section of the vegetable garden before hefting the spray his mother mixed up weekly to discourage the deer and rabbits from invading for an all-you-can-eat buffet. The garlic, raw egg, and cayenne pepper combination stank so bad he held his breath as he squirted it on the rows of snap beans and limas, the potato greens, the carrot and radish tops.

 

He stepped back, took a clear breath, and studied his work. His mother was pretty damn strict about the gardening. It was all about respecting the earth, harmonizing with Nature, and that stuff.

 

It was also, Fox knew, about eating, and making enough food and money to feed a family of six-and whoever dropped by. Which was why his dad and his older sister, Sage, were down at their stand selling fresh eggs, goat's milk, honey, and his mother's homemade jams.

 

He glanced over to where his younger brother, Ridge, was stretched out between the rows playing with the weeds instead of yanking them. And because his mother was inside putting their baby sister, Sparrow, down for her nap, he was on Ridge duty.

 

"Come on, Ridge, pull the stupid things. I wanna go."

 

Ridge lifted his face, turned his I'm-dreaming eyes on his brother. "Why can't I go with you?"

 

"Because you're eight and you can't even weed the dumb tomatoes." Annoyed, Fox stepped over the rows to Ridge's section and, crouching, began to yank.

 

"Can, too."

 

As Fox hoped, the insult had Ridge weeding with a vengeance. Fox straightened, rubbed his hands on his jeans. He was a tall boy with a skinny build, a mass of bark brown hair worn in a waving tangle around a sharp-boned face. His eyes were tawny and reflected his satisfaction now as he trooped over for the sprayer.

 

He dumped it beside Ridge. "Don't forget to spray this shit."

 

He crossed the yard, circling what was left-three short walls and part of a chimney-of the old stone hut on the edge of the vegetable garden. It was buried, as his mother liked it best, in honeysuckle and wild morning glory.

 

He skirted past the chicken coop and the cluckers that were pecking around, by the goat yard where the two nannies stood slack-hipped and bored, edged around his mother's herb garden. He headed toward the kitchen door of the house his parents had mostly built. The kitchen was big, and the counters loaded with projects-canning jars, lids, tubs of candle wax, bowls of wicks.

 

He knew most of the people in and around the Hollow thought of his family as the weird hippies. It didn't bother him. For the most part they got along, and people were happy to buy their eggs and produce, his mother's needlework and handmade candles and crafts, or hire his dad to build stuff.

 

Fox washed up at the sink before rooting through the cupboards, poking in the big pantry searching for something that wasn't health food.

 

Fat chance.

 

He'd bike over to the market-the one right outside of town just in case-and use some of his savings to buy Little Debbies and Nutter Butters.

 

His mother came in, tossing her long brown braid off the shoulder bared by her cotton sundress. "Finished?"

 

"I am. Ridge is almost."

 

Joanne walked to the window, her hand automatically lifting to brush down Fox's hair, staying to rest on his neck as she studied her young son.

 

"There's some carob brownies and some veggie dogs, if you want to take any."

 

"Ah." Barf. "No, thanks. I'm good."

 

He knew that she knew he'd be chowing down on meat products and refined sugar. And he knew she knew he knew. But she wouldn't rag him about it. Choices were big with Mom.

 

"Have a good time."

 

"I will."

 

"Fox?" She stood where she was, by the sink with the light coming in the window and haloing her hair. "Happy birthday."

 

"Thanks, Mom." And with Little Debbies on his mind, he bolted out to grab his bike and start the adventure.

 

 

The old man was still sleeping when Gage shoved some supplies into his pack. Gage could hear the snoring through the thin, crappy walls of the cramped, crappy apartment over the Bowl-a-Rama. The old man worked there cleaning the floors, the johns, and whatever else CalÕs father found for him to do.

 

He might've been a day shy of his tenth birthday, but Gage knew why Mr. Hawkins kept the old man on, why they had the apartment rent-free with the old man supposedly being the maintenance guy for the building. Mr. Hawkins felt sorry for them-and mostly sorry for Gage because he was stuck as the motherless son of a mean drunk.

 

Other people felt sorry for him, too, and that put Gage's back up. Not Mr. Hawkins though. He never let the pity show. And whenever Gage did any chores for the bowling alley, Mr. Hawkins paid him in cash, on the side. And with a conspirator's wink.

 

He knew, hell, everybody knew, that Bill Turner knocked his kid around from time to time. But Mr. Hawkins was the only one who'd ever sat down with Gage and asked him what he wanted. Did he want the cops, Social Services, did he want to come stay with him and his family for a while?

 

He hadn't wanted the cops or the do-gooders. They only made it worse. And though he'd have given anything to live in that nice house with people who lived decent lives, he'd only asked if Mr. Hawkins would please, please, not fire his old man.

 

He got knocked around less whenever Mr. Hawkins kept his father busy and employed. Unless, of course, good old Bill went on a toot and decided to whale in.

 

If Mr. Hawkins knew how bad it could get during those times, he would call the cops.

 

So he didn't tell, and he learned to be very good at hiding beatings like the one he'd taken the night before.

 

Gage moved carefully as he snagged three cold ones out of his father's beer supply. The welts on his back and butt were still raw and angry and they stung like fire. He'd expected the beating. He always got one around his birthday. He always got another one around the date of his mother's death.

 

Those were the big, traditional two. Other times, the whippings came as a surprise. But mostly, when the old man was working steady, the hits were just a careless cuff or shove.

 

He didn't bother to be quiet when he turned toward his father's bedroom. Nothing short of a raid by the A-Team would wake Bill Turner when he was in a drunken sleep.

 

The room stank of beer sweat and stale smoke, causing Gage to wrinkle his handsome face. He took the half pack of Marlboros off the dresser. The old man wouldn't remember if he'd had any, so no problem there.

 

Without a qualm, he opened his father's wallet and helped himself to three singles and a five.

 

He looked at his father as he stuffed the bills in his pocket. Bill sprawled on the bed, stripped down to his boxers, his mouth open as the snores pumped out.

 

The belt he'd used on his son the night before lay on the floor along with dirty shirts, socks, jeans.

 

For a moment, just a moment, it rippled through Gage with a kind of mad glee-the image of himself picking up that belt, swinging it high, laying it snapping hard over his father's bare, sagging belly.

 

See how you like it.

 

But there on the table with its overflowing ashtray, the empty bottle, was the picture of Gage's mother, smiling out.

 

People said he looked like her-the dark hair, the hazy green eyes, the strong mouth. It had embarrassed him once, being compared to a woman. But lately, since everything but that one photograph was so faded in his head, when he couldn't hear her voice in his head or remember how she'd smelled, it steadied him.

 

He looked like his mother.

 

Sometimes he imagined the man who drank himself into a stupor most nights wasn't his father.

 

His father was smart and brave and sort of reckless.

 

And then he'd look at the old man and know that was all bullshit.

 

He shot the old bastard the finger as he left the room. He had to carry his backpack. No way he could put it on with the welts riding his back.

 

He took the outside steps down, went around the back where he chained up his thirdhand bike.

 

Despite the pain, he grinned as he got on.

 

For the next twenty-four hours, he was free.

 

 

TheyÕd agreed to meet on the west edge of town where the woods crept toward the curve of the road. The middle-class boy, the hippie kid, and the drunkÕs son.

 

They shared the same birthday, July seventh. Cal had let out his first shocked cry in the delivery room of Washington County Hospital while his mother panted and his father wept. Fox had shoved his way into the world and into his laughing father's waiting hands in the bedroom of the odd little farmhouse while Bob Dylan sang "Lay, Lady, Lay" on the record player, and lavender-scented candles burned. And Gage had struggled out of his terrified mother in an ambulance racing up Maryland Route 65.

 

Now, Gage arrived first, sliding off his bike to walk it into the trees where nobody cruising the road could spot it, or him.

 

Then he sat on the ground and lit his first cigarette of the afternoon. They always made him a little sick to his stomach, but the defiant act of lighting up made up for the queasiness.

 

He sat and smoked in the shady woods, and imagined himself on a mountain path in Colorado or in a steamy South American jungle.

 

Anywhere but here.

 

He'd taken his third puff, and his first cautious inhale, when he heard the bumps of tires over dirt and rock.

 

Fox pushed through the trees on Lightning, his bike so named because Fox's father had painted lightning bolts on the bars.

 

His dad was cool that way.

 

"Hey, Turner."

 

"O'Dell." Gage held out the cigarette.

 

They both knew Fox took it only because to do otherwise made him a dweeb. So he took a quick drag, passed it back. Gage nodded to the bag tied to Lightning's handlebars. "What'd you get?"

 

"Little Debbies, Nutter Butters, some TastyKake pies. Apple and cherry."

 

"Righteous. I got three cans of Bud for tonight."

 

Fox's eyes didn't pop out of his head, but they were close. "No shit?"

 

"No shit. Old man was trashed. He'll never know the difference. I got something else, too. Last month's Penthouse magazine."

 

"No way."

 

"He keeps them buried under a bunch of crap in the bathroom."

 

"Lemme see."

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Blood Brothers (Sign of Seven Series #1) 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 346 reviews.
Purpleglo More than 1 year ago
If you like mystery and science fiction, this book is for you. This is the first book of the series and will keep you up waiting for what happens next. I love Nora Roberts; but this is not your typical romance. This one has lots of action and suspense. Enjoy.
Guest More than 1 year ago
i loved this book. my mom actually got me to read it. she is a total nora roberts fan. and now i am too. congrats nora!! i cant wait til the third one.
Guest More than 1 year ago
First, I picked up this book because the overview snagged me with the promise of a mystery. Instead, I was greeted with an insane mix of Stephen King meets Harlequin Romance..only written by a confused 12yr old girl. I found the path of the story ..once it did grab my attention..was constantly interrupted by silly daydreams of someone sitting in the corner playing barbie dolls. Now Ken..you sit over here with Barbie, and GI Joe, you are dating my Bratz doll Cloe and ..well, you get my point I hope. While Nora gave us a glimpse of the imagination she's capable of expanding on, she also showed us..when all else fails, give everyone a boyfriend..after all, a story just isn't worth reading unless you cram your personal sexual fantasies into it,or is it? I'd like to see what she could do with a single character line, someone undatable that possibly doesn't resemble the 'tall dark and handsome' outline that she seems so stuck on. Maybe then she could concentrate on the story line and not seem so confused in her delivery.
ljmheart More than 1 year ago
Great series if you like super natural events with demons and angles.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Her books always leave you wanting more. I love Ms. Roberts books and hope she takes no offense that I wish she would not use the name of God or Jesus Christ the way that she does. Her books are so great and I feel that she can still get her story over without using Gods name so commonly.
Jenson_AKA_DL on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
When three 10 year old boys take a blood brother oath at the Pagan Stone, they unleash a force that terrorizes their hometown. 21 years later Cal, Fox and Gage discover that their fates are irrevocably intertwined with three women all drawn by a mysterious destiny to save Hawkins Hollow, or die trying.This is the first Nora Roberts book that I've had the occasion to read and I have to admit I was quite curious to read something by her. I thought the story itself was good, interesting in kind of a light weight Stephen King sort of way. The romances and the characters were all very contemporary and struck me as a bit too blasé about the situation they were in. Cal and Quinn, the two main characters in this first third, were also a bit too contemporary and perfect for my taste, but likeable nonetheless. This story didn't overwhelm me or make me want to run out and read everything by this author, although I do plan to finish off reading this series just to see how everything turns out.
IceQueenTN on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Very good beginning of a story of good vs. evil. Nora Roberts is good at telling that tale well.
hoosgracie on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Good start to a trilogy of paranormal romance/suspense novels. Similar to her other paranormal trilogies. The characters and plot are appealing.
Kace on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Every once in awhile I encounter books by Nora Roberts that justifies my continued reading a guilty pleasures. The book was this side of predictable, and the magic saving a doomed earth has been explored before, but I do love the characters she creates, and on a side note, there was much less of the announcing what your going to say while they're saying it dialogue among her characters...so yay. In fact I can only recall one time this occured. The town, every seven years goes through a cursed period for 7 days/mostly nights in the seventh month of the year. Its up to three blood brothers and of course their love interests to save the day. This first was Cal and Quinns story, and it was good enough to read the next. Who am I kidding? I would've read the next one anyway....
Rhea1023 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I was a little disappointed in this book, I enjoy Nora Roberts work but this one left me hanging. First you have a couple who after knowing each other a month fall madly in love and are talking marriage...unrealistic, but its a book. But, what really upset me was the fact that the entire book is leading up to a battle between good and evil to only leave you hanging in the end. This demon/evil spirit has been terrorizing the earth for centuries and is finally (partially) defeated by six people with one gun, rocks, sticks and stern language. If I hadn't already purchased the next two books I would chalk this series up as thanks but no thanks.
24girl on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
In the small village of Hawkins Hollow, Maryland friends Gage, Fox and Cal sneak into the woods for a sleepover at the Pagan Stone on the night before their shared 10th birthday. Armed with plenty of snacks and 3 cigarettes, beer and a Penthouse magazine they snuck out with, the boys are feeling more grown up already. After one of them pukes they start to reconsider the idea of acting more grown up and think up the idea of a pact. Best friends since birth, they vow to always remain close and seal their bond with blood.When their blood touches the Pagan Stone they unleash a three-hundred year curse. Since that night, every seven years Hawkins Hollow becomes closed off to outsiders and the residents are plagued by a week of unexplainable tragedies. On the eve of the third seven year cycle author Quinn Black has come to town to investigate the mysterious happenings for a new book.In the interest of controlling what Quinn learns Cal works closely with her as she researches the strange phenomenon. When Quinn herself becomes victim to strange visions Cal knows it¿s no coincidence that Quinn was drawn to Hawkins Hollow.I love that Nora Roberts can churn out so many books each with a strong plot and great characters that turn into successful trilogies. Other than her Eve Dallas books written as J.D. Robb I haven¿t read anything by Roberts in about seven years. Remembering that my similar return to a romance author from a long term hiatus resulted in one star review for Sandra Brown¿s A Treasure Worth Seeking I was a little nervous starting this one. I shouldn¿t have worried. Nora Roberts is the queen of romance and it shows.
crashingwaves38 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
In Blood Brothers, we are introduced to Hawkins Hollows, which has been the home of a certain kind of evil for centuries. This evil was loosed 21 years ago by three childhood friends, who share the bonds of the same birth date and birth time as well as blood. These three men are joined in their quest against evil by three women who are also bound to the Hollow, though they don't know it. Of the trilogy, I think this is my favorite book, which is odd, as I usually find the conclusion my favorite. However, I loved reading about Quinn. She's such a happy, bubbly, effervescent woman, who is determined and intelligent and open to new experiences and confident. In essence, my idea of the perfect woman. I enjoyed reading how she and Cal came together. I enjoyed various aspects of the journals, and the search to find more. Exploring the town, getting to know the families, and the occasional jaunt into past memories of the men are all great.All those things led to an enjoyable read. However, I feel like this is a weaker trilogy, and therefore has weaker books, than many of her previous works. In many ways, it feels like a re-do of her Three Sisters trilogy, just from a male perspective and with a couple of the larger plot points slightly changed. Some of the jumps that the characters make are simply not intuitive and are weak at best. Reading the sweet romance between Cal and Quinn, though, more than made up for weak plot points. Overall, I enjoyed this book (and the trilogy).
hafowler on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
So far, I'm really enjoying La Nora's forays into horror and dark fantasy. I totally worship her ability to build those Nora-esque characters and relationships I love, but throw in a dash of King-esque scary or fantasy at the same time. I'm really looking forward to the rest of this series!
onyx95 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Sharing a birthday (July 7, 1977) made it for a natural fit, Caleb Hawkins, Fox O'Dell and Gage Turner became the best of friends. On their 10th birthday, they decided to celebrates the way boys do. A camping trip out at the clearing called Pagan Stone, they drank the beer Gage stole from his dad, ate the Little Debbie cakes Fox bought at the store and drank the lemonade the Cal's mom had packed. At midnight they decided to become blood brothers. After their pack was made, the words were spoken and the blood was mixed, something evil seemed to be released out of the stone like altar and nothing was ever the same again. Every 7 years, for 7 days the little town of Hawkins Hollow is terrorized by this evil and now after about 20 years, with the help of Quinn Black (a reporter of the strange and unusual), Layla Darnell (who was strangely drawn to Hawkins Hollow) and Cybil Kinski (Quinn convinced her to come) they might find a way to stop it all. The combination of psychic sensitivities, visions or dreams of the past and the information gained from their ancestors might give them a clue to how to putting the pieces together again. Heavy, heavy into character creation. That is one of the best parts of a trilogy, more than half of this book is just about setting up the story and the characters. Once you get to know the who and the what, the story can play out all that much better. Cal is a wonderfully responsible yet easy person to really enjoy. Quinn is a handful, she is like a whirlwind in and around everyone and everything, they make the perfect connection (hope I didn't give too much away). These characters are easy to care about and the situation is obviously just getting started. The slight hint of supernatural gives it a little twist that makes it more than just a thriller romance. The who and the what is set, now lets see more in the next book of this "Sign of 7" trilogy (The Hollow)
robindejarnett on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Yes, this is my first Nora Roberts book - and it was great! Billed only as a 'novel,' I wasn't sure exactly what to expect. I was pleasantly surprised by the great plot and world building, including the genealogy element (I'm a family tree buff myself).It's much more paranormal than romance, though there are the hot sex scenes... 8-) The settings and history really made the story come to life. The ending was mostly satisfying...I knew there would be a lot left unfinished as the first book of a trilogy...but the primary romance was confirmed. I'm definitely looking forward to the next book (time for another trip to Borders).The only critique I would have is that the abrupt style of speech that the characters use wasn't differentiated quite enough for me. Sometimes it was hard for me to tell if Cal or Quinn was speaking - their styles were so similar. The three women characters were differentiated very well, but Fox and Cal were very similar. I look forward to more Gage...though I'm guessing his is the third book.All in all, a good read!
bookwormteri on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Yes, Nora Roberts is a book factory and most of her books follow the same pattern, but she is an entertaining author. As long as you don't sit down and read all of her stuff one after another, you will be entertained by her novels. Hawkins Hollow is cursed. Every seven years, for one week, the town goes crazy. People kill their families or commit random acts of destruction, and when the week is over, no one quite remembers what went on. Three men and three women team up to fight the evil and maybe save the town. The first book has one man (Cal) and one woman (Quinn) falling in love while introducing the story.
thedomestichick on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Excellent - scary in that Stephen King way with the bonus of a good romance. I really enjoyed it, and now I can't wait to get my hands on the second one (The Hollow).
pmgaecon on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Good start to a new series
Awtumn on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I am not a fan of Nora Roberts writing style, but the story line was really good.
klarsenmd on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
In the first installment of this triology, the scene is set for a showdown between good and evil as three lifetime friends come together once again to fight the demon that has plagued their town since it was released twenty-one years ago.As is typical for one of these trilogies, this first one focuses on the love between Caleb and Quinn and introduces the reader to the remaining players in the story. It was a quick fun read and did it's job by leaving me wanting to read the next two installments.
shelleyraec on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Nora Roberts has an uncanny ability to weave romance, mystery and the supernatural without losing any of the threads. Each develops rationally and pulls you into the story. She creates vivid settings so that you feel you could have seen the places she describes and which creates a backdrop of normalcy, firmly grounding the story.The characters are appealing, with men that have a strong sense of duty and loyalty (which makes a female heart flutter). The women are not simpering wimps and play an equal role in the story. Each of the six has vulnerabilities and frailties that make them easy to relate to. In Blood Brothers, Cal and Quinn are the central characters however the others aren't pushed aside as can sometimes happen, so we begin to build relationships with them also. The story is quite chilling, a creeping evil with the ability to exaggerate the feelings we most often keep hidden - suspicion, despair, anger, and a group who have no real idea how to prevent it being unleashed on the town again but are desperate to defend themselves and their loved ones.There are no conclusions in this book so you wil be eager to read the next.
chicklitter on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Nora Roberts is another author who I'll buy pretty much anything from. And while the head-hopping does sometimes get on my nerves, I'm usually able to overlook it because her voice is so good, the writing so lyrical and the plots so twisty. The head-hopping did bother me a little more than usual in this one, but as per usual I was able to move beyond it. Roberts' latest trilogy features a pretty creepy antagonist, and I actually had a nightmare one night while reading this. It looks like Roberts has another great trilogy on her hands, and I'm curious to see how this all plays out.
sarad on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Threes and sevens are magic numbers. Power numbers. Put together and there's no telling what can be overcome--or what could be released. In the little town of Hawkins Hollow, three ten year old boys--Caleb, Fox and Gage--discovered that first hand. Born at the same time on the same day, the seventh day of the seventh month, the trio swore an oath that made them blood brothers and also forced them into the roles of defenders of their home town. For one week, every seven years, they bear witness to a week of madness in their town, and do their best to keep things under control for everyone.This time, however, the third round, there are outsiders--women--involved and all signs point to this being the final showdown between good and evil.Blood Brothers tells Caleb's story. As a direct descendent of the Hawkins that gave the town its name, Caleb is the point man of sorts for the trio. He is an all-around good guy, devoted to his town, his family and his friends, and determined to stop evil as much as he can. When Quinn Black, a writer and researcher with an interest in the occult, comes to town for a story on the odd happenings, he's her first contact and their connection makes sparks fly. I adored this book. I really enjoy Ms. Roberts' writing a lot of the time, but I've also had a few misses with her work. Thankfully, that was not the case with this book. I was drawn in from the very beginning and read through it quickly, turning pages to figure out what would happen next. To me, this was an excellent balance of both the paranormal and romantic aspects of a paranormal romance. Yes, it was a little darker than what some people might enjoy, and a little more graphic. I think a few touches of JD Robb's style seeped in. It worked, for me, though, so I'm not complaining.As this is a trilogy, and there are three boys that start the whole thing off, there are three girls to match them. Predictable? Yes. But again, it worked for me and I'm desperately curious to see how the other two couples manage, particularly Gage and Cybil, the couple we spent the least time with in this book.As far as complaints, I confess that I would have liked a little more action, a little more decisive a stand being made against the Big Bad, regardless of the fact that this was just the introductory book. Still, that's relatively minor and I can wait until May for book two to see where we go from here.
lrobe190 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This book in the "Sign of Seven" trilogy pits three couples against a demon who was unleashed by the three men when they were ten years old. As usual, Roberts has created romantic characters and a paranormal experience that is terrifying and suspenseful. I really liked it.
RPerritt on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This was a really , really good book. I can't wait for the second one to come out in May.