Title: Witch Eyes
Series: Witch Eyes #1
Author: Scott Tracey
Published: September 8th 2011 by Flux
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal / Urban Fantasy. LGBTQI
Braden was born with witch eyes: the ability to see the world as it truly is: a blinding explosion of memories, darkness, and magic. The power enables Braden to see through spells and lies, but at the cost of horrible pain.
After a terrifying vision reveals imminent danger for the uncle who raised and instructed him, Braden retreats to Belle Dam, an old city divided by two feuding witch dynasties. As rival family heads Catherine Lansing and Jason Thorpe desperately try to use Braden’s powers to unlock Belle Dam’s secrets, Braden vows never to become their sacrificial pawn. But everything changes when Braden learns that Jason is his father–and Trey, the enigmatic guy he’s falling for, is Catherine’s son.
To stop an insidious dark magic from consuming the town, Braden must master his gift—and risk losing the one he loves.
I think I over-hyped this book a little in my mind. I mean, it has boy witches. Gay boy witches. What more could I want? Well, something that made a go “what the hell?” a little less often. I apologise in advance, I feel a mini rant coming on and it might get spoilery.
First off, the world-building in this was pretty damn cool. Magical city planning! It was well thought out and enjoyable.
Our main character, Braden, is 17 years old and awesomely gifted (or cursed, depending on how you look at it) in the magical ability department. Until recently he was home schooled by his Uncle John, who thinks he’s kind of a slacker. Now, Braden can kick ass with the best of them. He’s serious about getting to the bottom of things, and he does a fair amount of work before blindly stumbling into things. By himself, he’s really going places.
The love interest, on the other, not so awesome. 19 Year old Trey is not a bad character, just not very interesting. Kind of brainwashed by his mother, and annoying with his insistence that he can take care of Braden, even after witnessing Braden rip apart a hellhound. First he flaunts his relationship with Braden in front of his mother, and then takes Braden home for dinner, where he stands by and not only lets his mother grill his new boyfriend, but also lets her drug him with truth serum. And when asked later how he could let it happen, claims it was necessary to get Braden to tell them everything. That is so not cool. The one thing I did like about Trey is him bringing a gun to a magic fight.
I found the romance kind of lackluster. Couple of kisses and some forced proximity. I’m not exactly making squealy notes of joy and encouragement here.
Overall, the book is weird. Quite often things made no sense to me and I had to back up to see if I hadn’t skipped a page. I found it very unpredictable, which should be a good thing, but I quite like speculating about where the story was going. This book does not lend itself to speculation well.
At this point I’m still on the fence about whether or not I want to read the rest of the series. I wouldn’t mind knowing more about Braden and the secrets his mother hid under the town. Then again, I’m not sure I want more Trey and moments of “wait, what?”. Then again, I might read for more Drew. I liked him. Asshole that he was. Like I said, on the fence.
Scott wrote his autobiography at age six, and its all been downhill since then. He traveled the country on a Greyhound for a month, devoted a semester of school to starting a series of urban legends, and spent five years perfecting how to say “would you like fries with that” for a short story. Or so he claims.