01-14-2009, 09:07 AM
I still adore the Iris Johansen books. The ones I've read are:
Face of Deception
I've got another book of hers as well, Quicksand, but I'm saving that for a project next semester. Almost all of her books tie in with each other; there's an Eve Duncan series purely about Eve and her battle to find her daughter (who was kidnapped and murdered) and bring her home, which is a term she uses that means bringing peace to a family.
Pandora's Daughter was the first book of hers I read that didn't have a thing to do with Eve. XD Though that's probably just due to the premise of the book; there's an old family, the Devanez, that were powerful psychics. The family was scattered by the Spanish Inquisition, and the man in charge of it believed that one member in particular, a woman named Rosa, was the devil incarnate due to her ability to bring out psychic abilities in others. EG, a "Pandora". Each human supposedly has dormant psychic abilities, and if a Pandora touches a dormant human in a fit of any emotion, even anger or fear, the ability comes out. Unfortunately, not all humans can handle it and many kill themselves because it drives them insane. The abilities I could guess from the book were:
Controllers (Telepaths, they can block out memories and influence people but the blocking of memories and powers means they are literally linked to that person forever.)
Finders (Give them a personal item of anyone in the world and they will find that person.)
Listeners (They hear the screams of people and events long past; sometimes they can even see what happened, and it is this ability that is most frequent and the most dangerous. If left unchecked, a Listener's power can drive them to madness.)
Shapeshifters (Again, obvious, I think they meant werewolves though)
I think there's more, but I couldn't tell, honestly. XD
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?