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Spinner of Secrets (Book Review and Release!)





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Spinner of Secrets 
by Annie Twitchell 

I recently had the privilege of beta reading this amazing book!! I was so excited to start it when I heard it was a retelling of Rumpelstiltskin.

I must admit - I love fairy tales. Even the ones that are a little bit on the side of this-story-is-so-off-and-this-philosophy-so-unrealistic.

Something else, I knew going into this book, was that it had a unique twist on the whole fairy tale love theme.

So I was excited. 

And not disappointed :) 



Back Cover:

Where will the journey for love take you? Will it be worth the fight?

Letta is a peasant girl, whose father was outlawed and killed when she was small. Though her name means truthful one, she finds herself submitting to her step-father's will, and complying with his lies and trickery.

Prince Kyle is her reluctant husband. His mind is focused on one thing: avenging the murder of his childhood sweetheart.

They must learn to trust each other when a strange little man forces them to fight for what is important to them, in a desperate race to save their child's life.

In this retelling of Rumpelstiltskin, Annie Louise Twitchell weaves an enchanting tale of love, longing, and thread.


My Review:

Letta is a very sweet and truthful girl. Her name means truth. She only wants what is best for her family. But her step-father seems to only tear their family further and further apart.

And then it gets more complicated when she is put in the mix of one of his lies.

To marry her off, he claims that Letta can weave straw into gold! 

To tell the truth would mean the ruin of her family. But to not produce the gold string will mean forfeiting her life!

What can she do? She yearns to follow her mother's wishes and speak truth. But she can't.

And then a mysterious person arrives, forever changing her life.

Her problems may seem over, but that is just the beginning. Learning to love a man that hates her? And for no logical reason. 

Fear of the future. 

Separation from family.

Letta is a lone. And her life seems to be cascading downhill, filled with hate and desperation. 

Will she ever learn to be love or be loved? Will she ever be able to find happiness? And most importantly, what will that strange, nameless man mean for her future?

Spinner of Secrets is a beautiful retelling of the classic Rumpelstiltskin story about a girl learning to fight lies to embrace truth, find love and give it back, and how to live the life she has been placed in. 

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