Our coming was foretold by the elders— Those who would change the future, just as the planet teetered on the edge of darkness.
Born on the prophesied day with birthmarks in the form of a crescent moon, they knew us immediately. Swaddled and screaming, we were spirited away by those who hid us, trained us, and kept us safe until our time came.
They poured their lives into us. Some died to save us.
And now we, the Remnants, protected by Knights of the Last Order, have gathered.
Called until we breathe our last … to save the world.
About the Author
Lisa T. Bergren is the author of over forty books, with a combined count of nearly three million copies sold. She has written bestselling children’s books, award-wining YA (River of Time Series: Waterfall), popular historical fiction, contemporary fiction, women’s nonfiction, and gift books. She is a writer residing in Colorado Springs, CO, with her husband and three children. You can find out more about Lisa at LisaBergren.com.
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Remnants: Season of Wonder
A Remnants Novel
By Lisa T. Bergren
ZONDERVANCopyright © 2014 Lisa T. Bergren
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The elder likened the Hour of our Call to a tidal pull, the first birthing pangs of a pregnant mother ... but to me it felt like a scream building inside. Excitement and glory, swirling in a ball within my chest. Electrifying. Mobilizing.
I sat up straight in my bed and looked out the window. Through the mists that plagued our planet even during the season of Harvest, I could see the dim glow of a crescent moon. Our mark. The Maker was calling us to rise, to gather, to begin at long last.
At last. At last. Was I truly ready?
Part of me felt it was perfect. The culmination of everything I'd dreamed about and prepared for. Relieved that the wait was over. That it was finally beginning.
Part of me felt unready. So. Not. Ready.
Slipping from my bed, I forced myself toward my clothes and strapped a dagger to my calf, yanked my long johns to my waist, then the ratty long-and-loose brown trousers I wore every day. I reached for my bra-band and tee, followed by a dark blue, long-sleeved woolen shirt, knowing the day would be cold, as it always was. I stared hard in the mirror while brushing my dark hair. Mom always loved this shirt on me. Said it brought out the blue-green color of my eyes.
I swallowed hard against the lump in my throat. I couldn't think about them—not now. It was as if we'd already been pulled a distance apart in that waking moment, making me longingly glance over my shoulder in their direction from the other side. They'd know it too. At least, I hoped they would. It would make our parting one of destiny. Bittersweet, but sure.
By the dim light of the moon, I put on socks and laced up my boots, then stuffed my hairbrush, toothbrush, box of baking soda, several changes of underwear and socks, another T-shirt, a cami, and thick sweater into my backpack. I tugged on a long, oilskin coat, strapped on my sheath, then reached for my sword on the wall—which had been there ever since I was a babe in my protectors' arms—and slid it into the sheath on my back.
The wall looked curiously blank without it, and I took one last, slow glance around the room I'd had my entire childhood. Some of the warlords' kids still grew up with images of Winnie the Pooh or Beatrix Potter on their nursery walls, I'd heard. Characters from precious books my mom and dad had read to me from tattered pages, making up the story for me when a section had been lost. I pondered that for a second, the idea of a pristine room, clean and freshly painted.
But I'd always been destined for this, this night among nights. A girl with a sword on her wall from birth.
Mom and Dad were outside my room. Dad lit one of the candles on the wall and then turned to stand beside Mom. They appeared drawn and tired, fear lurking in the lines of Mom's face, but with encouragement and love fighting it back. Dad looked at me with compassion, and was first to pull me into his arms. "You are brave, Andriana. Capable," he whispered. "What a privilege to be a part of preparing you for this moment. Go. Go and make us proud."
"I will," I said, suddenly choked up, feeling the loss within him, the pain this was causing, as well as a fierce sense of pride. "Thank you, Dad. Thanks for ... everything." I tried to memorize the warm feel of his embrace, the last I'd likely ever have from him. Because we were going away.
Most likely very, very far away.
That was when I felt my first pang of panic.
Mom pulled me into her arms next. She was shorter than I, but she still felt strong. In her, I sensed the tearing too; the grief, as well as a measure of fear. "I'll be okay, Mom," I said, swallowing hard, trying to convince myself as much as her.
"You'd better," she said with pretended threat, hugging me harder, then pulling away to put a delicate hand on either side of my face. "We raised you to do nothing but this, Andriana," she said, staring into my eyes, willing me to understand, to remember. "You have what you need within you to do what you must. The Maker saw to it. In him you will find strength and courage and direction. Remember that." Her head shook back and forth a little, as if she were arguing within herself, reassuring herself, like she wanted to say more.
"I will, Mom," I said. I embraced her again, and then turned toward the door, feeling an Ailith—someone like me, born with the strain that destined us to be either Remnant or Knight — even before we reached it. We could all do that—know when another of our kind was near. But this one felt special to me. More known than the others. Ronan.
I opened the door to my tall knight, his finely muscled arms bulging out from a sleeveless shirt, worn despite the night's chill that made his breath fog before his face. Ronan's fingers twitched nervously over the hilt of the dagger at his waist, making me seek the deep shadows beyond him. Normally, he was steady regardless of what we faced, but tonight even the air around him was tense. His green-brown eyes met mine and he gave me the barest of nods, then slicked back his long dark hair from his face. "They're coming. They feel it too," he whispered, too low for my parents to hear.
The Sons of Sheol. The dark ones. The elders had warned us.
He reached past me to shake my father's hand with both of his own and then embraced my mother, as if they were his family, not mine. Even though they'd never met—by careful design—and never would again. "You've served the Maker well. Thank you. She will be safe with me."
In his arms, Mom broke. "Do take care of her," she managed to say with a strangled voice, nodding quickly and forcing a smile, even as her lip began to tremble and her shoulders began to shake. As if that would make me think she was fine. I reached out to hold her hand.
"With my life," he said tenderly, backing away so she could see the pledge in his eyes. So kind to my mom, it made me catch my breath. "Andriana is strong," he said. "But together we will be even stronger."
"May your words be true," Dad said.
Before I could nod in agreement, a shiver ran down my back. My eyes met Ronan's, and together we searched the bank of dark trees that lined our village of twenty homes.
"What is it?" Mom whispered.
"They're coming for us," Ronan hissed. "We must be away."
Never had we felt our enemy this close. A few times, they'd entered the Valley, scouting, but never come this far ...
"Go, Andriana," Mom whispered, tears running down her face. "Dri, go," she said, but her body and tone screamed at me to stay. Stay!
I looked back at her, tears running down my face as well, fear for those I loved almost immobilizing me. We were trained to battle the dark, born for it, in a way. My parents were not. And never had our enemy come this close to our village.
"You must go too, now," I said. "Into hiding. Far from here. Far from anything that ties you to me. Do not wait. Do you promise?"
"We promise," Dad said. "Go."
Mom nodded as Dad wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
Comforted, I quickly pulled them to me one last time, kissed their wet faces, then turned to take Ronan's offered hand. He was immediately in a full sprint.
Directly toward our oncoming enemies.
I fought the urge to pull my hand from his as we ran into and through the forest. But there was only one reason my knight would head toward them. "You brought the bike?"
"Just over the hill," he grunted. He'd often stashed his dirt bike in a copse of aspens, waiting for me at the forest's edge to escort me to training. There were times over the years I'd felt him near, keeping watch, even when I hadn't expected him. It'd made me smile, warmed by his presence even a thousand feet away. His fierce protection. The first day we'd met, on our decade-and-second birthday, he took my hand in both of his and stared into my eyes, and I'd learned the full meaning of the term bonded. Training together every day since had only strengthened our connection. Now, in the early hours of our decade-and-seventh birthday, we moved out to claim our inheritance, our birthright as Ailith warriors. Finally, finally fighting back against the dark that threatened to overtake us.
We ran crouched over, feeling the rising pressure of fear within our chests entwining with the warm pull of the Ailith's Hour as we hurried across fallen logs and through brush.
Ronan abruptly stopped by a huge tree and pulled me up short, then tightly against his broad chest. I remained as still as I could, panting, as he edged his face to the left, slowly, ever so slowly peeking out. He straightened and sighed, closing his eyes in frustration. His arm around me tightened. "Scouts," he whispered, close to my ear. "Two."
I couldn't believe it. We'd felt the Call but an hour before. Had the Sheolites somehow known the Hour was upon us? And if we couldn't get to our meeting place—if the Sheolites managed to capture or kill us—what then?
Oh no. No, no, no. We didn't go through all this, do all this ... My parents sacrificed so much ... I shifted, wanting to tear after these spies like a banshee, but Ronan held my arm. As if he knew I'd want to rely on myself rather than the Maker. I shook my head and closed my eyes and tried to concentrate as our trainer had taught us. To hear the Maker in my very breath, focusing, remembering we were not alone.
A minute or so later, a mudhorse—bred for our rainy, wintery conditions—snorted, and I visualized the rider in a wide saddle atop it, a mere five feet away. I listened intently for the second, but heard only silence.
Ronan looked down at me and I nodded. If we were to escape and not be followed, if Mom and Dad were to be safely away, these two had to die. Our trainer had warned us. There would be no skirmish with these dark knights; it would be a fight to the death. The Sheolites' charter had always been to seek out and kill anyone with the high gifting. Ronan tapped me on the shoulder and pointed with two fingers, directly west. He wanted me to run as bait. Before my heart had time to drop, he took my hand and lifted it to the hilt of my sword, and I smiled. While I would play the rabbit, any wolf that chased me would soon find this rabbit had teeth.
I set off immediately, running as fast as I could toward Ronan's favorite place to stash his bike. I tore through the brush like I was in a blind panic, just as our trainer had shown us. Making plenty of noise so they would follow, and so Ronan could cut them down from behind. Though as I crested the next hill, with no sound of pursuit behind me, I turned and faltered.
Because clearly, no one was coming after me.
My heart sank. Ronan.
Could he defend himself against two of our enemies at once? I turned and ran back through the brush, slowing as I reached the first hill, hiding beneath the wide, broad leaves of a fern as I searched for him in the crescent moon's light. I could see and hear nothing. Our forests had long been devoid of birds and other creatures, hunted out a century before, but the mudhorses had been right there, stocky, short, strong, snorting in the misty night. Right there.
I could make out the dark outline of the big tree where we'd paused. But nothing else.
The silence was liable to send me into sheer panic, my heart now pounding more from fear than from my running. Had they managed to take Ronan? Or gone the other way?
I turned to the left and pushed through huge ferns before I ran right into the flank of a mudhorse and fell back. The creature whinnied and shied away, then reared, but as I struggled to rise, her rider leaped from the mount's back to me; nothing but a terrifying, flying shadow, growing larger by the moment.
I moved without thought, whirling low and into a defensive stance. And the shadow became flesh and blood as he descended, directly upon the upturned point of my sword. He came down so hard and fast that he was fully impaled before the sword slowed his momentum, but he was still largely atop me. He reached out to grip my throat, his fingers cold, even through the long gloves he wore. I felt his chest heaving for breath against my pinned arm, and I pried at his strong fingers before he groaned then gasped, the sound raspy and wet with death.
He took one last breath and seemed to freeze, his hand still on my neck. I shuddered and pushed and pulled until I could scramble, crab-like, away through the soft, loamy soil of the forest, then to my feet. I stood there, trembling, trying to absorb the fact that I'd killed my first enemy. I lifted my sword and warily turned in a slow circle, wondering where the other was. Where Ronan was.
But then I heard it. An enraged scream. The metallic clash of swords. Six, seven strikes. Another guttural cry. Then silence.
I forced my body into motion, running toward them, sweeping through the great, wet ferns, desperately hoping I was in time to help. What I found was Ronan in a clearing, rising above another body, wiping his lip of sweat and wearily sheathing his sword. I ran into him, practically tackling him in my relief.
"Easy there," he said with a gentle laugh, panting while settling an easy arm around me. "Whoa, you're shaking." He turned fully toward me, dropping his sword and placing both hands on the sides of my face. "Andriana, are you all right?"
"Fine, fine," I said, pushing his hands away, embarrassed by my weakness. What had I thought we were training for? Day after day? I swallowed hard. "What happened?"
"They didn't take the bait."
I thought I saw a flash of white teeth as he smiled. I loved the way he smiled, like he was in on the best of secrets. It made me smile too. But then I sobered. "Ronan, they must've known. They knew our break-and-bait plan as soon as I set off."
"Yes," he said, grabbing my hand firmly again and pulling me along. "They didn't even think of going after you. Or ... they figured that if they teamed up on me, brought me down first, they could get to you next."
I let him drag me forward even as my mind raced back over his words. They didn't even think of going after you. "They got to a ... They got to a trainer?"
"Maybe," he said, never pausing. "Worse, an Ailith." He let go of my hand, leaving me to trudge behind him as if he needed a moment to digest the idea of it himself.
I tried to swallow, but found my mouth dry as I stumbled after him. If they'd gotten to a trainer, how much did they know? Of our skills? Our tactics? Of us? Such thoughts were foolish, however. There was no way they got our trainer. He was too good, too strong. And he would've died protecting our secrets, as he always said every trainer would.
But had they captured one of our fellow Ailith? On this night of nights? I slowed to a stop, feeling the slip of mud beneath my boots.
"Hey," Ronan said, pausing to turn toward me. "Don't worry," he said, reaching up as if he wanted to touch me, then thinking better of it and dropping his hand. "We fought 'em off, didn't we? And we'll learn new tactics. This is just the beginning, Dri."
Just the beginning. His words echoed through my mind.
This was the first night. The first hour.
But if this was the first hour, what was yet to come?CHAPTER 2
I clung hard to Ronan's waist and leaned with him as we curved up the old remains of a road on the dirt bike. I leaned my head between his shoulders in the V formed by the swords on his back, closing my eyes, inhaling the scent of oil and leather and dust, feeling the taut muscles of his torso tense with each turn. The blowing strands of his dark hair, tied in a ponytail at the nape of his neck, tickled my cheek as the wind blew past.
I knew I wasn't supposed to feel the way I did. Ronan was my knight. My guardian. Nothing more. Anything more than kinship was expressly forbidden among the Ailith, and our trainer had drilled it into our minds from the start.
For a long while, we'd been nothing but brother and sister, companions learning to defend, to attack, to intuit, to respond. Learning the ancient words by heart, the process of meditation, the use of every weapon. But last year, as we practiced at what our trainer called "hunter and prey," I'd managed to come upon Ronan from behind. More silent than ever before, refusing to let my soft boots betray me. Just as he sensed the Ailith in me was near, I'd pounced, leaping onto his back, laughing in victorious glee.
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I received a copy of “Remnants: Season of Wonder” as part of Lisa’s Remnants Street Team. I’m a fan of Lisa’s stories. I absolutely LOVED her River of Time series so I was excited to read her newest book. This is definitely NOT a story you’ve read before. It’s a dystopian world with a Christian message at the forefront. I loved the character names Lisa came up with, very original. I really liked Ronan and Dri’s relationship, although I do wish there would have been more than there was. I was waiting for them to acknowledge their feelings and they would get so close and then pull away, very frustrating. I wasn’t able to really get into the story as much as Lisa’s others. I know it is a dystopian story but to me, it felt more like a fantasy. The story itself dragged on in certain areas and I found myself skimming more than reading. The action scenes and the scenes containing just Ronan and Dri are the ones that really got my attention but the rest just passed by in a blur. I give “Remnants: Season of Wonder” 3/5 stars. It’s a good read and not your average dystopian story. The ending definitely had my attention but that’s again because it was basically just Ronan and Dri. It simply didn’t grab my attention in that ‘can’t put it down’ way.
I'm a huge Lisa T. Bergren fan. I loved her River of Time series, and when I found out she was writing a new dystopian series, I was thrilled. Luckily, I won a galley of this book in a contest and proceeded to fangirl and instantly read it as soon as it arrived in the mail. I was slightly nervous when I started reading Season of Wonder, because honestly? I've gotten pretty tired of all the dystopian books lately, although I do stumble upon one now and then that blows me away. And this book was definitely one of those rare, well-written dystopians. It has a fantasy-ish feel to it that helps set it apart - think medieval customs and knights - and this unique blend of fantasy and dystopia sucked me in. Props to the author for creating such an original setting and backstory! There's a wide cast of characters. The only problem I had with this book is the fact that all the characters were a little confusing at first. However, it didn't take long for me to get used to everyone and start remembering their names, and I grew to love all the supporting characters. And I loved the main character, Andriana. She's strong-willed and has really great character growth. The romance between her and Ronan is so sweet and swoony. I appreciated that it wasn't cliched, but instead very realistic. They start out as friends, and gradually start liking each other as something more. Ronan is very chivalrous and heroic; I loved his character. And for anyone who's worried about the romance becoming the main focus of the story - no need to fear. The action and tension remains at the forefront of the story. I was blown away by the creativity and addictiveness of Season of Wonder. This book is perfect for anyone who enjoys dystopian and/or fantasy and is looking for something different to read. I can't wait to read the sequel. Lisa T. Bergren has done it again!
Wonderful start to a new and unique series by Lisa Bergren! I had not read a description of this book until today actually, so I had no idea what I was expecting when I first opened the cover to these pages. Looking at the cover I was actually expecting space ships and high tech futuristic objects, but that was not what I got and I am actually thankful for that. Lisa's spin on the post-apocalypse is something I have never thought of and it took me on a mind-whirling adventure. The settings of the book continued to change throughout Remnants, the characters never stayed to long in one place which kept the story moving well. Sometimes the over-all conflict of the book would run flat with how much it was talked about instead of action being taken towards their goal, but it didn't effect my opinion of the book a whole bunch. I liked that Lisa had some romance in it, and fit it perfectly as a sub-plot for the story. I also liked that she kept the romance mostly just an attraction between two of the Ailith for the first book, I can't wait to see how she builds on it in the second.
This was a very intriguing book. I love the obvious good versus evil throughout the story. Each Remnant has a gift and I liked watching Andi learn how to use hers. Also interesting to me was how people lived at a time when war had decimated much of the land. The author put much thought into how people would have survived. (Full review on my website)
Lisa T. Bergren in her new book, “Seasons Of Wonder” Book One in Remnants series published by Blink introduces us to Andriana. From the back cover: Our coming was foretold by the elders— Those who would change the future, just as the planet teetered on the edge of darkness. Born on the prophesied day with birthmarks in the form of a crescent moon, they knew us immediately. Swaddled and screaming, we were spirited away by those who hid us, trained us, and kept us safe until our time came. They poured their lives into us. Some died to save us. And now we, the Remnants, protected by Knights of the Last Order, have gathered. Called until we breathe our last … to save the world. In the future, rather than continuing to evolve, things have regressed to the past. Technology has devolved so that there is more of a Medieval Times feel to it than a futuristic feel. The world is in chaos. There are The Sons Of Sheol to deal with as well as demonic forces and other enemies. For us there are only the little band of Remnants. This group battles the darkness and stands for the Light. Dri and Ronan are such marvelous characters that we identify with and care for right away. Plus there is that superb supporting cast that are also a lot of fun. Ms. Bergren immediately brings us into this new world and we want to help save it. Plus did I mention there is romance? Take the phone off the hook as you are not going to want to be bothered while you are reading. What a great way to start a new series! I am already looking forward to the next book. Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Blink for this review. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
This book kept my attention from the beginning. I immediately connected with the characters and could not wait to learn what happened next in their adventure. I recommend this book to anyone who enjoys fantasy, adventure, and a little bit of romance.
Exciting and addictive read! Remnants: Season of Wonder's action, futuristic setting, and characters come together in story that is gripping and hard to put down!
My 13 year old is a HUGE Lisa Bergren fan. This book did not disappoint. She loved how Lisa kept to her medieval fan base with a dystopian book. Her twist on this book is that in the future, things have regressed to the past. Technology has devolved. And life has changed. From page one you bound into Andriana's story -- one that removes her from any semblance of a normal life. Andriana and her kin are off to save what's left of the world from a tyrant while saving his brother. On the way they must rally others to the fight. Andriana knew that she was destined to be a warrior. Now the day has arrived. My daughter loved the romantic storyline and the journey to find her kin. Along the way Andriana learns that love conquers all obstacles. My daughter loved the choosing to take that step and going deeper even as the heroine helps save the world. This book is one that readers of hero's calling books will love -- especially if set in a dystopian framework.
A wonderful new start to a series from Lisa Tawn Bergren! Lots of great action set in an interesting world. Unlike anything I've read before. Great characters, interesting relationships, and a very unique story. Looking forward to the next one!
In the ruins of a once prosperous world, Adriana—one of few select Remnants: extraordinary teens with extraordinary gifts—has finally received the Call, which will take her far from her humble home in the ever-rainy Valley. Alongside her life-long friend and knight, Ronan, Adriana joins with other Remnants and their new, fearless leader Raniero who seems to have special abilities of his own. Pursued by the dark forces of Pacifica, confronted by new challenges and fears daily, the Remnants and their Knights must learn to trust in the Maker as he leads them farther and farther into enemy territory. Remnants: Season of Wonder by Lisa Bergren has once again become a romance novel to capture the tomboy’s eyes. After falling in love with the world Gabbi, Leah, Luca, and Marcello in Bergren’s River of Time series, I was eager to meet the newest additions to Mrs. Lisa’s “merry gathering.” While I cannot claim that Remnants: Season of Wonder was as great as the River of Time series, Lisa Bergren was able to convincingly establish a fantasy-dystopian realm with new ideas and lots of thrills. At any given time, Bergren can make you laugh, gasp, or cry out, and it was an adventure in itself just to read. The Strengths: Remnants had very strong, relatable characters, a convincing romance, and one of the best embodiments of the struggles of leadership that I have experienced. As a leader myself, I identified often with Raniero’s burden as the protector and guide to the group. Bergren captured the “whole” picture of leadership and allowed for the reader to see that just because you are a leader, you aren’t perfect. Even more important, the life of a leader must be one led with total faith in God (or the Maker, as He is called in the book), a willingness to endure hardships for the betterment of the group, and an overwhelming mindset of self-sacrifice. I also appreciated the allegory that was present in the book and hope that the readers will see that develop more and more as the series progresses. The Weaknesses: My main critiques of Remnants are the sometimes overly simple world building as well as the romance, which slipped into cliché every so often. Many times, I felt like the world could have been made more original if the names and places in it were less plain. In the same way, “the Community” and “the Maker” seemed a little underdeveloped. Although it wasn’t a major problem, I felt like the world could have been constructed with more dips and crannies than presented. Along the same lines, I felt like the love story bordered on cliché several times with the idea of Adriana falling in love with her protector and the idea of forbidden love. All things considered, I enjoyed the book immensely and feel it deserves every bit of four stars. I can’t wait to read the next book and continue watching the world of Remnants take shape, and I would recommend this book to anyone who has a flair for adventure and romance.
This book was not like most dystopian novels I have read. It was a bit of a dark concept, but at the same time it was wholesome and good. It reflects plenty on a religious aspect and idea. Not something authors tend to write about, yet it was beautifully set up. My favorite thing to read in Lisa's books is the dialogue! Lisa really knows how to emotionally connect the reader to each character. I can already tell this series has potential to grow from this book to the second book. If anyone is unsure about reading this book, DON'T! Give it a shot and you'll understand where I'm coming from.
What a treat it has been to review this book. I love this new concept of merging Christian and YA Fantasy together and I admire Lisa's courage for testing the waters. Lisa combines the power of imagination and the power of creativity with her faith in a way that just opens people’s eyes to imagining a world where God isn’t a myth but is a living reality. Because The Maker is in mythological mode you’re able to access truth within your imagination. Truth that your mind would otherwise have defenses against. I did struggle a little with some clarity issues. I was awfully confused at some points and currently my mind is swimming with quite a few questions that weren't addressed in the book. But it's sill a fantastic story that takes you on a wild ride and is accompanied with some beautiful messages. I can't wait to find out what comes next.
While I didn't enjoy it as much as Lisa's River of Time series, Remnants has so much to offer: epic battles, tear-worthy moments, characters you grow to love, and heart-melting romance. It took me to the edge of my seat as I cheered our heroes on, through danger and despair. The suspense kept me turning the pages, willing them to survive to the next one! Andriana is one awesome girl, and it was great seeing her character develop as she fought not only the villains, but the darkness within herself. She's certainly not perfect, and I love that about her. Remnants: Season of Wonder is a thought-provoking book that I would recommend to fantasy and dystopian fans alike, and I'm looking forward to the next one!
This is my first dystopian and I wasn’t too sure about it except that I’ve never read a Bergren book I didn’t love. While I didn’t love the book it was definitely a great one. It’s one that my teens will love and re-read. The characters are lovable. The action is suspenseful. The setting is fascinating. Another Lisa Tawn Bergren home run!
****I received this Advanced Reading Copy from Blink.**** I absolutely love Lisa T. Bergren’s books and this one was no exception. I have not read a Christian Dystopian book before, but Remnants: Season of Wonder was awesome. The story begins with Andriana and her Knight Ronan as they set off on their journey. All their lives they have trained to save the world together with the other Remnants. As the story progresses, Dri struggles with controlling her gifting, while also battling her feelings for her Knight protector and friend. At the beginning, Ronan and Dri are told that they cannot fall in love. They must follow the plan the Maker has set for them. Dri does not only battle herself, she and the other Remnants must fight the Sons of Sheol as they gather their other Remnant brothers and sisters. Through many different settings and struggles the strength and “familiness” of the Remnants keeps them going. The characters in this story made it very entertaining, even when the plot was intense. Vidar was one who tried to lighten the mood quite often and had me laughing from time to time. I also found it interesting that each character had a warrior-like name. I loved how Ms. Bergren was able to weave Christian elements into this dystopian story especially the Remnants following their belief of the Maker’s path for them. As well as Dri calling on the Maker in prayer when they were being attacked by the demonic force of the Sons of Sheol. The book did leave me hanging, but I’m excited for the next one. Overall this is a wonderful dystopian tale and I cannot wait for the next ones! I would recommended this book to anyone who enjoys dystopian/ futuristic books.
Yet, another hit by Lisa T. Bergren author of the River of Times Series. Remnants - Season of Wonder is a wonder first book of her new series Remnants. This YA book is not just for the young at heart, all readers will find themselves enveloped into the story line diving deeper to find out what happens next. Bergren has brought forth a unique view of a dystopian novel that will challenge other books from this genre. I cannot wait for book 2 of the series to see what direction we are taken next.
Did you like the Hunger Games books? Are you looking for another story like that, but hoping for something with a little different ending? Unlike the previously mentioned books, this book offers hope. The characters in the Remnants book are working to make a difference in the world, a world that is much different from today’s world. The Remnants are a chosen people and each one of them has a knight to protect them. Each Remnant has a gift. And they are all called to save the world, no matter the cost. They must be willing to give up everything. Some already have, losing everything, and everyone, that is dear to them. They face many trials along the way and they do not know all that lies ahead of them. It will be a tough journey ahead. The story pulls you in and you won’t want to put it down. When I reached the end of the story, I wasn’t ready for it to be over. I guarantee that you will enjoy the story and that you will be anxious for the second story to come out so you can continue reading.
I received a copy of “Remnants: Season of Wonder” as part of Lisa’s Remnants Street Team. Remnants by Lisa T. Bergren is a book, that once you start it, you have to keep reading, and when you are finished, you will want more! I am not the intended audience, but found it to be a great read. It is a futuristic book filled with suspense, danger, and battles. It will keep you on the edge of your seat. Why I highly recommend it though is because it is not without hope. The heroes are well defined; evil is evil and good is good. Too many young adult books are empty of God, true goodness, and hope. Remnant: Season of Wonder is a book you can trust your teen to read and to enjoy. My daughters and I enjoyed reading it.
I think that Dystopian and YA are two of my favorite genre's to read which made REMNANTS a story that I thoroughly enjoyed. From the very beginning of the book when Andriana and Ronan escape the evil forces that will haunt them throughout their journey, to the very end where we are left with many unanswered questions and a burgeoning forbidden love, REMNANTS took me on a roller-coaster adventure that has me breathlessly waiting for more! I loved the characters of REMNANTS. Each one of the Remnants has a gift that The Maker has given them to use for his purpose. I think Ronan may be my favorite character of the group. Just because he makes such a hunky knight-in-shining-armor...oh wait, wrong era! He is Andriana's knight though, without the shining armor part. I'm kind of partial to men that protect women. While the Remnants are definitely on mission for The Maker I did not find the story overly preachy. Spiritual forces abound in the forms of both good and evil, but it seems that evil is prevailing. I'm looking forward to book two to see what unfolds next!
For a while now, I've been a huge fan of Lisa Bergren-especially her River of Time series. Ever since hearing about her newest release, Remnants which is a futuristic young adult series with an emphasis on spiritual warfare; I was very eager to read it! In my opinion, this book is an excellent start to this new Remnants series! I really felt like I got to know the characters very well-especially main character Andriana, and I'm very eager to continue the journey in the next book, Remnants: Season of Fire! I really liked how it was all eluding to Christianity throughout the story. All the things that represented Christianity, like the Remnants (the good guys) fighting the Sons of Sheol (the bad guys), which reminded me of angels and demons as well as the spiritual warfare between good and evil. Another aspect which reminded me of the whole spiritual emphasis was how each of the Remnants had a special gift, given to them by the Maker, that greatly assisted them in their fight against the Sons of Sheol. I found Andriana's gift of "reading" people's emotions and feelings as an interesting gift; that though helpful, was sometimes dangerous. Since she had this gift, it was interesting seeing the story from her perspective, and getting to see how she handled various situations throughout the story. It was neat reading a story where the whole plot is driven to remind you of the constant war between good and evil. Remnants reminded me of anther book I've read titled Cloak of the Light by Chuck Black, which is also is written from a spiritual warfare aspect. However in this book I liked how there were more Remnants and main characters with gifts, as it made things much more interesting being that there were more people involved. (However I still greatly recommend Cloak of the Light!) As with any dystopian novel, Remnants did have a bit of violence, as the Remnants had several big fights with the Sons of Sheol, and obviously in such an event, there will be violence due to killing these creatures that represented demons. While the actual Sons of Sheol weren't in my opinion very scary or overly-described, the violence is a bit graphic, though not overly so. However I'd not recommend this book to younger readers, as it has an overall very thought-provoking aspect that has a dark weight of good versus evil, which can be more than your everyday light read. Really the only other aspect that I wasn't completely crazy over was the romance and love-triangle aspect. Considering the length of the story, there wasn't an overabundance of romance in my opinion. However when it did show up it was just a little different for me. I felt like a few of the romance scenes had a bit to many details and descriptions. But it never was anything that made me disappointed in the novel, just something I felt was a bit different and probably consisted of too many details for my taste. Overall, I really enjoyed this novel which despite being over 550 pages didn't get bland or dry, and I had no problem continuously turning pages. I'd highly recommend it to fans of Christian futuristic novels! D I S C L A I M E R :: I contacted the author with an interest in reviewing this book and was sent a free ARC copy of Remnants to read and review. I was not paid to write this review, and all thoughts expressed in my review are my own, completely honest and unbiased.
I received this book because I am on the Remnants Street Team. I am a huge fan of all of Lisa Bergren books, especially her River of Time series, so I had high hopes for this book. She did not disappoint! It was really, really good and I cannot wait for the next one!! This book definitiely reminded me a little big of the Hunger Games and Divergent, and I really like the fact that I now have a Christian dystopian novel to recommend to my friends to read!! It was a really neat combination. It was something completely out of my normal reading zone, but worth it. The book especially picked up the pace near the end, and I could not put it down! I can't wait to see where Andriana, Ronan, and the rest of the Ailith go from here! I highly recommend this book!