Name: Cassidy Nolan's review of Heat Wave by T.J. Klune
Item: Heat Wave
Rating: 4.5
Author: Cassidy Nolan

T.J. Klune

Heat Wave is the explosive finale to the thrilling and “uproariously funny” (Sophie Gonzales) Extraordinaries trilogy by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author TJ Klune! Nick, Seth, Gibby, and Jazz are back in action bringing justice, protection, and disaster energy to the people of Nova City. An unexpected hero returns to Nova City and crash lands into Nick's home, upturning his life, his family, and his understanding of what it means to be a hero in the explosive finale of the thrilling and hilarious Extraordinaries trilogy by New York Times bestselling author TJ Klune. Praise for The Extraordinaries An Indie Bestseller! An Indie Next Pick! A Gold Nautilus Book Award Winner! “Half a love-letter to fandom, half self-aware satire, and wholly lovable. I haven't read anything quite like this before!” —Sophie Gonzales, author of Only Mostly Devastated “The most down-to-earth book about superheroes I've ever read. I laughed, I cried, and I had a smile on my face the entire time I was reading it.” —Mason Deaver, bestselling author of I Wish You All the Best

Heat Wave

Cassidy Nolan

As Jazz and Gibby broke apart, as the cheers washed over them, Nick looked at Seth and was floored by the soft expression on his face. Seth must have felt Nick’s eyes on him, because he turned his head slightly and smiled. 

 he mouthed. And as Nick mouthed back the same, Seth’s smile widened, fierce and dazzling.

He turned his face toward the sky as the thunderous applause continued on and on.

“We’re extraordinary,” Nicholas Bell whispered as he closed his eyes

Even though they’d been together for years, Nick still pinched himself every now and then at how lucky he was. He’d been given the awesome and slightly terrifying responsibility of carrying Seth’s heart, something he did not take for granted.

There will be danger! Romance! Skwinkles Salsagheti and crickets smashed against pillows! Heroes born, and villains rising! I hope you’re ready, because I’m just getting started. Stay tuned!

Miles puffed out his chest. “What superpower do you get when you become a dad?”

Nick frowned. “Uh, that’s not a catchphrase. It sounds like the setup for a terrible—“

“Supervision,” Miles said. “Get it? Because we 

“Miss Conduct will deal with the evil twink, with assistance from the DILF squad.”

“Dad Squad,” Nick corrected automatically.

Miss Conduct stared at him. “I said what I said.”

Guardian nodded. He shot up off the stage, rocketing through the air as if it were the easiest thing in the world. Laughing joyously, he glanced back down in time to see fire spreading underneath Pyro Storm’s feet before he, too, rose from the stage.

They flew up the side of Burke Tower, spinning around each other, a double helix of fire and air in their wake. “You’re 

Twisting his body, Guardian thrust his feet against the side of the building. With all his might, he pushed 

 it, glass shattering, metal shrieking as he flew across the sky, heading toward McManus Bridge, Pyro Storm close at his heels, a trail of fire streaking behind them.

Nick bowed slightly, one hand across his chest, the other behind him. “And now, a catchphrase. I’m pretty proud of it. Thought it up myself and everything. You ready?” He grinned as he stood upright, looking up at the ceiling. What came next was a battle cry, a song of war. 

The ceiling panels expanded, cracked, breaking apart as a great burst of fire rained down, Pyro Storm at its center. He hit the floor in a crouch, flames snapping around him, the red lenses in his helmet flashing brightly as he turned his head toward Patricia Burke. “You ran away before we could finish last time. Let’s go again.”

“There are consequences for everything,” Burke told Nick as the elevator neared its destination. “You haven’t learned that lesson, but I will teach it to you if it’s the last thing I do.”

Nick stared at him dead-on. “It will be.”

Pyro Storm said, “It’s time to burn.” And then in a flash of fire, he rocketed upward, faster than Nick had ever seen him fly before. Within seconds, he was a dot in the sky, high above Nova City.

“Riiight,” Dad said, wiggling his mustache. “Keep telling yourself that, kid. Burrito Jerry likes it. That’s enough for me. He’s got good taste.”

“I think I’m falling in love with you,” Burrito Jerry said seriously.

“Well?” Dad asked. “How do I look?”

“Like you want us to follow you into an alley so you can flash us,” Nick said.

“Like you own sixteen birds with complicated backstories for each,” Seth said.

“Like you’re the bass player in a Christian punk band called Please Us, Jesus,” Jazz said, leaning her head out of Matilda.

“Like you have red satin sheets on your bed and mirrors on the ceiling,” Gibby said, her head just above Jazz’s.

“Like you know how to show a guy a good time,” Burrito Jerry said.

“They’ve got a point, man,” Trey said as Bob nodded. “I feel like you want to give me a body-cavity search with gloves you brought from home.

And not to be outdone, Nick exclaimed, “Don’t listen to them! I know for a fact dads are liars because I have incontrovertible proof that Seth doesn’t orgasm fire!”

Silence, only interrupted by Seth banging his head against the nearest wall over and over, each hit punctuated by the word 

“Uh,” Nick said hastily. “Ignore what I just said. Dad Squad! Hooray! I have notes.”

“Nah,” Miles said. “If we can’t have fun watching Nick melt down over the idea of you and Burrito Jerry getting down to bidness, we’re doing it wrong.”

“Daddy,” Jazz said with a pout, her bottom lip stuck out, princess eyes wide. “We talked about this. You can’t say 

 because you’re old and it’s gross. You’re embarrassing me in front of my friends.”

“Sweet threads,” Burrito Jerry said, eyeing the men up and down. “I wore glitter once during Pride Week when I was driving people around. I got hit on by a guy who called himself Tank, and it made me question my sexuality. Found out I’m a bit more fluid than I thought. Good guy, Tank.”

It was both better and worse than he expected. Miles nodded at the other men, receiving three nods in response. And they showed why parents were the most embarrassing people in the history of anything ever.

Dad winked at Nick and said, “We are unstoppable.”

Then, all as one, they turned away and said, “We are . . .”

They all unzipped their coats at the same time before spinning around and shouting, 

Nick knew his weaknesses. Obstinate. Loud. Opinionated. Never met a word he didn’t like. Chaos personified.

But he also knew his strengths. Brave, even though a little voice still sometimes whispered that he was a coward. Strong, and only getting stronger. Smart, sometimes.

And just like that, Nick knew. No one threw out 

 like the one person he despised almost above all others. His nemesis. The dark to his light. The unfinished fanfiction to his completed work.

“Rebecca Firestone,” Nick snarled at the phone.

When faced with an admission of love after coupling, there was only one appropriate response. Nick flung himself at Seth, tackling him to the floor and kissing him within an inch of his life. “I know,” he whispered against Seth’s mouth. “I love you, too.”

“I think I’m going to cry right now. Just for a little bit. Need to get it out. Is that okay?”

“It is,” Nick said, and as they held each other, the morning sun spilling into the room through the window, they cried. For what they had lost. For what they had found. For Before and for After, for a woman who had been their everything. They cried for her, and themselves.

 and he jumped again and again, hitting each roof, the buildings growing in height, but that didn’t stop him. If anything, it pushed him further, to do more, to be 

 He wished his father could see him now. He wished all their enemies could witness what he was becoming.

He was the Extraordinary known as Guardian, and it was time to show everyone why messing with his family was a terrible mistake.

“Kick names and take ass,” he growled dangerously. Then, “Wait, shit. I screwed that up. Let me—“

“Good,” Jazz snapped, going for him again, only to have Gibby pull her back before she could do more damage. “You’re lucky I’m not in heels because I’d have shoved one so far up your ass, you’d have been gargling the cow the leather came from.”

“Team Lighthouse,” she said. “The four of us. No matter what happens, we’ll always have today.”

“Ditto three times,” Nick agreed, and for a minute, they just sat there, hands together, watching each other.

He waved at them awkwardly. “Hey. How you doing? Good, I hope. Don’t mind me. I’m just . . . doing my thang.” Before he could stop himself, he pulled out his finger guns. 

“This is the best day ever,” Gibby announced to no one in particular.

Francesca 

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Heat Wave is the explosive finale to the thrilling and “uproariously funny” (Sophie Gonzales) Extraordinaries trilogy by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author TJ Klune! Nick, Seth, Gibby, and Jazz are back in action bringing justice, protection, and disaster energy to the people of Nova City. An unexpected hero returns to Nova City and crash lands into Nick's home, upturning his life, his family, and his understanding of what it means to be a hero in the explosive finale of the thrilling and hilarious Extraordinaries trilogy by New York Times bestselling author TJ Klune. Praise for The Extraordinaries An Indie Bestseller! An Indie Next Pick! A Gold Nautilus Book Award Winner! “Half a love-letter to fandom, half self-aware satire, and wholly lovable. I haven't read anything quite like this before!” —Sophie Gonzales, author of Only Mostly Devastated “The most down-to-earth book about superheroes I've ever read. I laughed, I cried, and I had a smile on my face the entire time I was reading it.” —Mason Deaver, bestselling author of I Wish You All the Best At the Publisher's request, this title is being sold without Digital Rights Management Software (DRM) applied.

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