Okay, this is a cheat post. I’m heading away for the weekend and ran out of time to write a polished, original post, so I’m going back to a review I wrote here on this blog 3 years ago. Back then I had like 5 followers (including myself) and I’m pretty sure 3 of them have since jumped ship. My friend Laura is still hanging in there. Thanks girl xx.
Dark Angel was one of my favourite books to read time and time again when I was a teenager. Here goes my three year old review of Dark Angel by Virginia Andrews, an author who died in the 1980s but still publishes new content! I hope Ms. Andrews isn’t turning in her grave.
Book Review: Dark Angel by Virginia Andrews
17 year old Heaven Leigh Casteel goes to live with her paternal grandmother, Gillian, and her younger husband, the wealthy and distinguished Tony Tatterton, head of the successful Tatterton Toys empire. Heaven is determined to triumph above her poor, hillbilly roots in West Virginia and make a success of herself in Boston. Despite the beautiful mansion, trips to the most exclusive boutiques and access to all the trappings that money can buy, Heaven finds herself bored and lonely trapped within the walls of the gothic-like, Victorian style mansion of Farthingale Manor. Deciding to explore the maze outside in the gardens one cold day, Heaven finds herself outside a tiny cottage that looks like a toy house from a children’s book. She lets herself in and meets Troy, Tony’s younger, loner brother who prefers to make toys rather than deal with people. Reluctantly Troy allows Heaven into his life and they begin a bittersweet romance with far reaching consequences.
As a fan of Flowers in the Attic and Petals on the Wind, I was happy to give the Casteel series a chance and am glad I did. Heaven is an emotionally starved girl yearning for love and acceptance having endured nothing but hardship and betrayal throughout her childhood and adolescence. The tentative relationship between Heaven and Troy is thrilling to read as is the disturbing, controlling nature of Tony over all those in his life. As with all of Andrews’ books, disturbing elements of incest linger beneath the surface so when the big reveal comes about, the reader is not entirely surprised.
I first read this book in my early teens and am happy to report that my most recent reading of it hasn’t diminished my enjoyment. Dark Angel is an exciting tale of psychological terror and rousing romance owing to Andrews’ ability to evoke an ongoing sense of both dread and hopefulness in the reader.
Anyone a Virginia Andrews fan? Flowers in the Attic was one of the books I’d try to hide from my parents back in the day!