Blog Tour: Forbidden Mind by Kimberly Kinrade *Review, Guest Post & Giveaway*

Posted October 2, 2012 by Katrina @ Bookish Things in Blog Tour, Book Review , / 0 Comments



She reads minds. He controls minds. Together, they might get out alive.
Sam thinks she’s months away from freedom. After spending her life in a secret school, rented out to the rich and powerful as a paranormal spy, she is ready to head to college like any normal eighteen-year-old.
Only Sam isn’t normal. She reads minds. And just before her big going-away party, she links to the mind of a young man who changes everything.
Drake wasn’t raised as a ‘Rent-A-Kid.’ He was kidnapped and taken there by force. But his exceptional physical strength and powers of mind control make him very dangerous, especially to Sam.
When they meet, Sam is forced to face the truth of her situation, and to acknowledge that not all is as it seems in her picture-perfect world. For what awaits her on her eighteenth birthday isn’t a trip to college, but an unexpected nightmare from which she may not be able to escape.
To survive, they must work together.
But will their powers be enough to save them before it’s too late?
My Review:
 Forbidden Mind is a unique story.  There aren’t many action scenes.  However, this book doesn’t need them.
Sam can’t wait to leave Rent-A-Kid and study art in New York.  Drake is determined to win the surfing competition to make his life easier.  The man dressed in black changes things for both of them.
The characters are well written.  Sam is your normal girl ready to live out her dreams.  Well, not complete normal.  She can read minds.  I admire Sam for her bravery.  In the same situation, I would have broken down.  She’s strong and has a need to help others.  I appreciate how she doesn’t believe everything she’s told when things don’t add up.  Sam begins to question everything she’s been told when she forms a mental link with an unconscious boy.  Drake helps Sam see the truth in things.  He can compel others, but tries not to use his powers unless needed.  He forms a link with Sam and they begin to uncover the truth behind Rent-A-Kid.  Drake is compassionate and cares about Sam.  He isn’t trying to use her in order to obtain his freedom.  I also loved the best friends of these two.  Luke and Lucy are witty and do what they can to help Sam.  A girl couldn’t ask for more supportive friends.  Brad tells Drake what he needs to hear.  There’s no sugar coating with him.  I love characters that are no-nonsense.
As I said before, there isn’t a lot of action.  We spend most of the story following Drake and Sam as they get to know each other sight unseen.  There is a bit of a love story, and it really puts things, like looks, into perspective.  Sam and Drake are forced to make choices.  They have to decide if they can live with the consequences of those choices.  There are a few emotional parts.  My heart completely broke in a few places.  You realize that some people just have an inherent goodness in them.
Forbidden Mind is fast paced and leaves you wanting more.  I highly suggest this book for readers in their teens and up.


Just call me Queen Kimberly.
Don’t worry, you get to be royalty too! Actually, if you are reading this, you already are.
Now, before you spend hours researching your family lineage to prove me right or wrong, let me explain.
As we near winter, I know for a fact we’re going to have another black out that will likely last a few days. Last week, we not only lost power for a week, but we were snowed in as well! Last year, we weren’t prepared. This year, we will be!
Here’s how that first morning looked.
No water for morning routine of brushing teeth, taking vitamins, washing face, giving water to dogs.
No power for keeping our food fresh, microwaving or blending various breakfast items.
And *gasp* no internet, or even power to turn on our computers!
We were literally in the dark, with nothing to do.
All my work is online. How can I write my books without my computers? My hands long ago lost the ability to hand write more than a shopping list without cramping.
Nearly all my social connections are online. *this is not as pathetic as it sounds…*
Even my music and entertainment require my computer and internet.
Without these things I was stuck in a house that I couldn’t clean (without power and water), in a body I couldn’t wash, with work to do that I couldn’t access.
Now what does this have to do with royalty, you ask?
Let’s imagine the days of old, shall we? When only royalty had access to baths, nice clothes and most importantly, information.
And consider how much more we have than even those queens and kings.
We have the entire world at our fingertips.
With the click of a button I can access almost anything I want. (Barring top secret military information—I’d need Lucy from the Forbidden Trilogy for that—and anything requiring HTML knowledge.)
But still, I have everything I need right here. And when my life is running normally, I can also bathe regularly, brush my teeth, heat up a meal in seconds and wash several loads of laundry in a few hours with minimal effort.
Not even the Emperor of Rome could claim such feats.
So all in all I feel pretty damn lucky to be living in a time and place that grants me so much wealth.
My bank account may be a little sparse from time to time, but I am the wealthiest person alive, and so are you!
Now rise, my dear subjects and claim your own royal heritage by appreciating daily the vast splendor in which we live.
*On a side note, I look darn good in a crown!*


The door to the studio hung open just a crack, and angry screams assaulted us as we approached. Luke and
Lucy looked to me as if I knew what was going on.
I shrugged my shoulders in the universal I’ve-got-no-freaking-idea way and crept to the door. I could have just
slipped into their minds, but listening to people talk both out load and mentally was hard to track and gave me a pretty big headache. At that moment, what they were saying, or rather screaming, to each other was more interesting.
We didn’t want to budge the door and draw attention to ourselves, so Luke pushed his head through. He bobbed in and out so quickly I almost missed it. Being able to walk through anything was mighty handy at times.
I nudged him. “Well?”
”Higgins and Mr. K. They both look pretty pissed.”
They sounded it too. I’d never heard Headmaster Higgins yell at any of the teachers, or students for that matter.
He wasn’t a pushover by any stretch, but he’d always been levelheaded—until today.
Higgins shouted at Mr. K. “How could you enter her without permission from me? Do you realize what you’ve
done? This could ruin the school and everything we’re doing here.”
Was Higgins talking about me?
Mr. K replied with the same volume and anger. I could imagine the vein over his left eye bulging. “You have no idea how talented that girl is! She should be at the best art school in the world, not hidden here like a freak of nature. It’s my job to make sure she has a future when she leaves this god-awful place, and I’m not letting you, or the people you work for, stand in my way. Or hers.”
They must have been talking about me, but it made no sense. Why didn’t Higgins want me entering the contest, and why did Mr. K hate this place so much?
“Don’t you mean, the people we work for? They employ us both, and you’d do well to remember that, Mr. Krevner. Their reach extends beyond the gates of this school.”
I couldn’t believe it. Was the headmaster actually threatening my art teacher? What was going on?
“You will pull her from that competition and clean up the mess you’ve made, or your days here are numbered. Am I making myself clear?”
Something crashed into a wall, and my friends and I jumped back in surprise.
“Everything is very clear. You use her and her gifts, rent her and all these kids out to the highest bidder as spies. You make billions on these Rent-A-Kids, as they call themselves. And now you want to snuff her chance to shine doing what she truly loves? No. If you want to destroy her dreams, you can do it yourself. I’ll have no part in it.”
Footsteps approached the door. I tripped back, grabbed Luke and Lucy, and the three of us ducked around the corner of the building. I peeked out just as Mr. K stormed from the studio, his face bright red and contorted in anger. Not his best look.
Headmaster Higgins followed him out moments later. He adjusted his navy blue suit and plastered a calm mask over his face. His midnight black skin did not reveal his recent spike in blood pressure the same way that Mr. K’s pasty complexion had, but the tight way he held his shoulders and the fists he made of his hands spoke to his anger.
Tears stung my eyes, and I swiped at them with the back of a hand still stained with splashes of paint. If they pulled me from the contest, hundreds of hours of hard work would be wasted, and my future would get flushed down the toilet. That couldn’t happen!
When both men were gone, the three of us snuck into the studio and closed the door behind us. My enthusiasm had drained out of me like dirty bathtub water. I sniffled and wiped my traitorous eyes again.
Lucy put her arm around me. “Cheer up, Chica. We’ll figure this out, I promise. They can’t keep you from this, not after all the hard work you’ve done. And you’ll be leaving for New York soon. Luke and I will join you there, and we’ll make all of our dreams come true, just watch!”
I tried to smile, for her sake, but the smile didn’t reach my eyes.
Luke rubbed my head as if I were his pet dog. “Where’s this painting I’ve been hearing so little about?”
I swatted his hand and couldn’t suppress a small, but genuine, smile. Luke could always cheer me: funny,
gorgeous, and so much like a brother it sucked.
”Over here.” The canvas draped over my painting appeared undisturbed. A sigh of relief escaped me. At least
nothing had happened to it. “Close your eyes.”
They both groaned but did as told.
Fear and nervousness buzzed through me as I pulled the canvas off. What if they hated it? What if everyone
hated it and my dreams of being a real artist died before they could even be born? My lungs clenched with stale breath and I exhaled before I got too dizzy. “Okay, you can look.”
They stood there, jaws dropped, stunned into silence. They either hated it or totally loved it.
”Um, is this a bad or good silence?”
Lucy pulled her mouth closed and swallowed before she spoke. “O.M.G. Sam, this is the most incredible,
unbelievable thing I’ve ever seen in my life. You painted this?” “You like it?”
Her mental voice slammed into me. ‘Would I lie to you? It’s amazing!’
Relief flooded me even as I laughed at her joke. I could read minds, sure, but she was the human lie detector. No one dared lie to her.
Luke hugged me and whispered into my ear, “I’m so proud of you, Sam. This is truly epic!”
We stood there staring for several minutes. This painting represented so much about me, my life, my future… everything. I hated to leave it even for a minute, but my stomach protested its neglect with a loud rumble.
Luke grabbed my hand. “Come on, let’s feed you. My treat.”
With the buzz of success filling me, and Luke’s hand in mind, I entertained a what-if. What if I could get past the whole brother thing with Luke? I took in his tall, well-defined frame, his dark hair and bright blue eyes. Gorgeous inside and out, but… nothing. No spark at all. Such a pity. Of all the guys at school, he was the only one I could even imagine being with, but I couldn’t force the chemistry and neither could he.
We walked to dinner hand in hand, and I consoled myself with the fact that I had the best friends a girl could want. Not a bad consolation prize after all, and worth a hundred boyfriends.


Author Bio:
Kimberly Kinrade was born with ink in her veins and magic in her heart. She writes fantasy and paranormal stories for children, YA and adults and still believes in magic worlds. Check out her YA paranormal novels Forbidden Mind and Forbidden Fire and her illustrated children’s fantasy chapter books Lexie World, and Bella World, all on Amazon.
She lives with her three little girls who think they’re ninja princesses with super powers, her two dogs who think they’re humans and her husband, also known as the sexy Russian Prince, who is the love of her life and writing partner.
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I'm a mom of two and love to read, listen to music, and rock out at concerts. Sometimes you can find me reading, or writing, in between sets at concerts. I read many genres, and have a TBR mountain.

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