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The Seven Drawers (Snow White Fairy Tale Novella Review and Giveaway)

I have  one  more Snow White retelling review to share with you all! 

I have read a lot of Kendra's books. At first I was stunned by her writing style. It's so different. But it's grown on my. To the point that I think I really love it now. Even so . . . some of her books have outright pleasantly surprised me by how much I actually loved it.

This is one of those! Right next to Woodcutter Quince, I think. 

What I liked:
  • Normally world jumping makes my mind dizzy. But I thought this was well done.
  • Kendra's humor is very unique — her writing is nearly purely sarcasm, even description. It's taken me awhile to appreciate it, but now I love it and sometimes even laugh over her perfect word choices. 
  • Adding to the last point, her writing isn't only sarcastic humor, it's blunt humor. And I like, that, too. 
  • I loved how this story blended genres together — contemporary, fantasy, and cyborg. 
  • What really caught me was how real Gwen's grief felt over her boyfriend dumping her. And how real her best friend's insensitivity felt. It was only the beginning of the story, but the entire thing came alive for me because of that. 
  • Even though I don't believe in fate romance, I really like what Kendra had to say about all that in this book. 
  • I loved the best friend problem sub plot. 
  • I love the drawers and what they contain! So interesting. 
What I didn't like:
  • Sometimes the conversation felt stilted, but only rarely so. 
  • Sometimes if felt like Kendra was rambling as to why Gwen's father married the stepmother. In the end she had a good reason, but throughout the book I didn't really care. I didn't need to know why — guys being blinded by a pretty woman is reason enough for my mind ;p
  • Also, *spoiler* it seems like Gwen would have tried just a bit harder to reach out to Jeremy before assuming he'd dumped her. *spoiler over*

The story was paced wonderfully! I was a bit rushed reading it to get this review posted in time, but I didn't feel rushed. I enjoyed reading and didn't want to put the book down until it was over. The conflict at the end was perfect. And the ending was mostly satisfying, though a couple questions about people in the other realms were never fully answered.  

Content: Lots of kissing and some romance. 

Rating: 5 stars ✰✰✰✰✰

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From Goodreads:
Gwen's life has been absolute misery for the last two months. Her father died, she was written out of the will, her stepmother kicked her out of the house, and, in that time, she's not heard a word from her boyfriend of five years.

And she might be suffering from insanity. A chest of drawers just appeared at the foot of her bed, and as she opens each drawer, she's spirited away to another realm where she finds herself in increasingly bizarre prisons, each the fault of her stepmother.

Can she win back her life - and kingdoms? - from her stepmother? Or will Editha win?

Kendra E. Ardnek has been writing her own stories since she was a toddler. She fell in love with books, drama, and fairy tales at a very young age - and has been filling notebooks with her stories for years. Joining NaNoWriMo gave her an opportunity to be a published author at 16.

She writes her blog, homeschools, cooks, knits, and crafts when she isn't writing stories and acting them out with her younger cousins and siblings.

Find her on her website, Kendra Ardnek where you can connect with her on other social media platforms.

I'm sure many of you have read Kendra's books — do you have a favorite by her? Are you interested in checking out this one? And don't forget to participate in the GIVEAWAY and blog tour!


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