From now until April 15th, 2016 we are having a giving away some special treats 1. Signed bookmarks from Rachel Mead 2. $5 Amazon Gift Card 3. Mysterious Gift (shh.......... might be a singed book) Good luck to all our fans and hopefully some of you will be our lucky winners :)
Alright lovelies, no one has EVER seen this, For all of you who joined, this is your teaser for LAST STAND (unedited in all it's raw glory):
I ducked my head, avoiding his gaze as the mage stepped past me to come face-to-face with his former adversary.
For a moment there was no sound. A quill could have dropped to the floor and it would have made more noise than the two young men in front of me. I shut the chamber door and the thud of heavy wood slamming against stone was enough to break the silence.
Darren raised a brow. “After all these years, you finally use the title.”
Ian managed a slight grin. “‘Darren,’ it is.”
“I would say it’s good to see you.” Darren paused and his eyes danced wickedly, “But we both know that would be a lie.”
“And I would never want you to lie.” Ian folded his arms and leaned against the wall, his grin widening. “Let me guess, you think I’m a rebel?”
“Hardly.” The prince gave the mage a smirk. “Ian the villain? That would make my job too easy.”
I gaped at him. “Oh, you know, you should go update your Match.comprofile with that info stat. The ladies will be lining up outside, because nothing screams romance like being held captive in a cage.”
*** and ***
“And he’s not here now,” Tink continued as I turned around. I realized he had a little stick looking thing in his hand. A fine thread dangling off the end of the stick, disappearing into the sink. “Not that I’m complaining. I needed a break from him.”
Popping the tab of the Coke, I took a drink. Tink had filled the sink up with water. I had no idea what he—
Tink cocked his arm back and moved the stick—no, it was a pole—forward. My eyes widened.
I shot forward, almost dropping the soda. “What the fuck? Tink! Are you fishing in my sink?”
He looked up. “Yeah,” he said, drawing the word out.
Sitting the Coke on the counter, I slowly approached the sink. “If there are fish in my sink, I swear to God, I’m flushing you down a toilet.”
Tink shot me a bored look. “As if I’d fit down a toilet.”
He sighed. “Relax. It’s not real fish.” Dropping onto his knees, he reached into the water and pulled out a small, plastic red fish. “I tried to order real ones from Amazon, but alas, they do not sell them.”
I fell back against the counter, breathing a sigh of relief. Thank God for the small things in life.
In honor of the second seasons premiere being just around the corner, I give you another book nine teaser :).
[In which a massive storm breaks on Fraser’s Ridge, and Claire rushes out to rescue the chickens.]
I stood gasping for a moment, wiping sweat off my face with my apron, but a premonitory spatter of raindrops against the hide covering the window sent me running for the back door, seizing a large covered basket on my way.
Fourteen Nankin hens, four Scots Dumpys and two roosters. The Nankin hens liked to roost in the low branches of the hornbeam near their coop, but the roosters could be anywhere…
Sure enough, a number of round, wind-ruffled shapes were huddled together in clumps amid the lower branches of the hornbeam. One, two, three, four, five… I counted as I snatched them out of the tree and stuffed them ruthlessly into my basket. They squawked but didn’t really resist; chickens are not bright, but I thought they might have enough sense to be thankful at being rescued from the coming storm. The air temperature had dropped a good ten degrees in the last few minutes.
Eight so far….where were the others?
“Chook-chook-chook-chook-chook!” I called, my voice scarcely audible above the wind. A faint squawk, torn away, but enough to turn my attention toward the hen-coop. Yes, two more underneath, the big red hen, huddling over her brood of tiny chicks, and one of the roosters, feathers standing out like quills and his yellow eyes quite mad—he pecked savagely at my wrist when I reached for the red hen, drawing blood.
I said a few things under my breath and seized him by the neck. I was tempted to wring it then and there, but instead stood up, jerked open the door of the coop and tossed him into it, narrowly avoiding being ripped by his spurs. I decanted the contents of the basket after him, dropped to my knees and grabbed the red hen, threw her into the coop as well, then slammed the door, fell to my knees and scrabbled madly after the chicks.
The rain was starting to fall in earnest now, no more of this playful pattering. Cold drops struck my back, hard as pebbles. How many chicks were there? I was tossing them into my apron, trying to keep count as I reached into the deep shadows under the coop. My fingers struck something hard that rolled—a stray egg. Heartened by that, I stuck it into my pocket and with a last inquiring, “chook-chook?” decided I had them all and shook the little balls of fluff into the warm dark of the reeking coop, where they dashed about like so many crazed ping-pong balls before zeroing in on their clucking mother.
I closed the door and dropped the latch, then stood breathing heavily for a moment, realizing that the reason the raindrops fell so cold and heavily was that they were in fact hailstones. Tiny white spheres were bouncing off my head and dancing on the ground, rapidly covering the scattered bits of cracked corn and chicken droppings.
I pulled the shawl over my head and searched under the [ ] bushes near the coop, then further up the path toward Malva’s Garden—the hens loved to go in there and eat the ghastly tomato hookworms off the wild vines, more power to them—but there was no sign of movement among the pokeweeds and [ ], other than the wind. The hail stopped as abruptly as it had started, and I shook melting bits of ice off my shoulders, wondering where the hell to look next.
I threw back my head and shouted, “Cock-a-doodle-dooooo!” several times, as loudly as I could; sometimes you could induce a pugnacious rooster to answer you, but not today.
I felt an increasing sense of panic. The wind was whipping my skirts around my legs and I could feel the spatter of fine drops against my cheeks; Jamie hadn’t been wrong in his predictions of what would happen to the hens—I’d lost many, over the years, to foxes and other predators, but many more to the vagaries of the weather. If they weren’t blown away, they might well freeze to death sitting in a tree overnight, their feathered carcasses thumping to the ground at dawn like cannon balls.
I ran down the path to the spring-house—no sign of chickens—then up and across to the privy; the Dumpys liked to shelter in the honeysuckle vines sometimes…
The door stood ajar—some thoughtless male had doubtless neglected to close it properly—and I pulled it open, though gingerly. I’d once opened a privy door and surprised an enormous rattlesnake, coiled on the seat. The surprise had been sufficiently mutual that I’d never again opened such a door without caution.
The caution was justified on this occasion, though the privy luckily contained neither chickens nor snakes. It did contain a startled red squirrel, who ran up the wall and clung to the rooftree, tail bushed out and chattering angrily at me.
“If you think you’re storing nuts in _here_ for the autumn,” I said, leveling a forefinger at him, “think again.”
A sudden thunder of fresh hail on the tin roof galvanized me back into action and I ran toward the barn through a small blizzard. If any of those damned hens were out in this, they’d be killed—these hailstones were the size of unripe gooseberries and almost as hard, stinging where they struck my unprotected hands and face.
The barn door was halfway open; I glimpsed Clarence the mule’s gray bulk in the gloom, and he brayed companionably at me when I stepped in, breathless with running through a hailstorm. He wasn’t in a stall; he’d evidently leapt the fence and walked sensibly into the barn when he felt the weather coming on. He was casually plucking mouthfuls of hay from the pile on the floor, despite the fact that another refugee from the storm was using the hay as well. The white sow was reclining majestically in the scattered heap, accompanied by two black-spotted daughters, each about half her size, all of them looking pleased with themselves.
I hadn’t come this close to the white sow in a couple of years, and stopped dead at sight of her, so near at hand. She was immense—I gauged her at something between five and six hundred pounds at the moment—and well-known for her irascible temperament.
“Fancy meeting _you_ here,” I said, pressing myself against the wall and trying not to make any move she might regard as threatening. Even Clarence was maintaining a respectful distance from the porcine trio. I glanced to and fro—if the chickens were in here, they could bloody well stay here--but nothing moved along the walls or scrabbled for grain on the hard-packed dirt of the floor. Possibly the pigs had eaten them.
I edged back out, carefully leaving the door half-open. If a pig that size had a mind to leave a place, it left, and the presence or absence of a door was immaterial.
The hail had turned back into rain, and it was pissing down. What now? I wrapped the shawl more tightly round my body and prepared to make a run for the house. If the remaining chickens hadn’t found shelter by now, it was likely too late.
Kassandra Lynn: Author of Demon Princess. Which will be free on Amazon 4/16/2016! In celebration of the release of book three in the series!
1. When did you realise you wanted to be an author, was it a life long dream or was there something else that influenced your career choice?
I have always loved to read. In school, I was that girl who carried a novel with her all the time and read a page or two in between classes. I started writing my own stories when I was in middle school, and I managed to complete a couple full-length first drafts before I graduated middle school. High school, college, and life got in the way, and so I stopped writing until a couple years ago.
2. What inspired the Demon Princess Series?
Demon Princess series (or Demon Kingdom Fairy Tales series) was inspired by several Japanese animations and Chinese novels. I used to watch anime and read comics all the time when I was younger. There were some ideas I loved, but the storyline didn’t go in the direction I wanted. I wrote Demon Kingdom Fairy Tales series to include the themes I love the most—female king, summon beasts, a forbidden love interest who is supposed to be the enemy, and another love interest who is a bodyguard/subordinate.
3.I hear other authors talking about all their characters voices rambling on in their head. Do your characters reach out to you like that? If so who's the loudest?
They do. Adriana is the loudest.
4. Do you have a favorite character in your books? Or a least favorite? ( I know authors love their characters, but is there one you want to smack even as your writing them? *cough*PrincessSalvene*cough*)
Hahaa! My favorite characters are Keldrin and Sadi. I don’t have a least favorite, because, to me, all characters serve a purpose. If I don’t have antagonists, then no one might want to read the story.
5. Are any of your characters based on real life friends and family? If so can you give us an example?
I didn’t intend to base any characters on real life friends/family, and I think none of my characters is like anyone I know.
6. The world you've built is of two factions human and demon. Will we get to explore them a bit more in the books to come? Are there many differences between the two, other then inhabitants?
Yeah. Book Two and Three explore more of the worlds. There are some subtle differences, but they are similar in many aspects.
7. You definitely gave us a male lead to love. If you could pick your top 5 book boyfriends from other series' who would they be and what book are they from?
Ryn from Rachel Morgan’s Creepy Hallow series
Er Lang from Yangsze Choo’s The Ghost Bride
Mikza from Kaitlyn Davis’s The Golden Cage
Edward from Aya Ling’s The Ugly Stepsister
Jovan from Kelly St. Clare’s The Tainted Accords series
I tend to like the good boys more than the bad ones.
8. What made you decide to write in the Paranormal/Fantasy genre?
To me, books are tickets out of reality. The fantasy genre, in particular, has no limit to confine my imagination. Although contemporary and modern stories might be more relatable to many people, I’ve always loved the ancient and mysterious times and places.
9. When you are writing, what do you think is the most difficult process?
The most difficult process is editing. While writing the first draft is fun, editing is a tedious job. I don’t like to reread books—because I already know what’s going to happen—but I have to read my own book many, many times during editing.
10. And last but not least, what do we have to look forward to from you in the future? Anything exciting cooking?
I’m working on A Second Chance at Life, a time travel romance. This story follows a daughter of a duke back in time, before her life was ruined by her half-sister and an unhappy marriage. With this second chance, she’ll have to avoid the events that lead to her misery and her death.
Where do I start with this? Well first off I'm going to say Lurrrved it. Second, I'm going to mention that after a week or so of my Twin telling me I HAD to read this series, I picked it up. And guess what?! I didn't put it down. One and a half days, that's what it took for me to read book 1, 2, &3. Not because they're short, but because I neglected life to find out what's on the next page!
Since I didn't stop to write between books I'm going to review them as a set, as I can't recall where one ended and the next began lol.
Rachel sets us off into a world that may seem familiar. Kingdoms of magic users, knights, and commoners & rebels, fighting over power. But, even though the storyline is generally predictable, she definitely puts a new spin on things I felt was refreshing.
Ry, our female lead was on my good side for the first two books. But in book three I really want to yell at her! She's grown so much, but the decisions she makes in the end peev me. I understand she's got to make mistakes for the drama of the story, and to be able to have something to fix but jeez Ry! True love means NOT keeping secrets. I want to beg her to reconsider. But that's all I'm going to say about that!
Darren on the other hand, I had a pure unbridled hate for, I mean pigs blood.. Really?!. Until I understood him better, that hate was unwavering..its starting to waver though. I'm a pretty big grudge holder, (Ask Blake, from the Dragonian series, he's earned forgiveness too but I'm not giving it.) so I'm still not 100% TeamDarren yet.. But it's hard to stay mad at him when the heroine is starting to take his place. He slowly earns your trust back, and makes you want one just like him.
The cast, aside from the main characters are fantastic. Alex is perfect logical, and even headed... Until he's not. Ella is really a perfect best friend figure. Even being born to privilege she's very down to earth. I fell in love with poor Ian, even with the turn of events! His feelings seem so genuine even after you find out where his allegiances lie. Priscilla is the perfect rich and snooty 'plastic' frenemy. You can tell she thinks she's alpha bitch, but you also see a lot of it is just to protect herself from Highborns expectations. I felt bad for all she lost, but she should've worked harder, and maybe been a better person. And Derrick.. I don't want to talk about. I'll cry. I was really rooting for him :(
All in all the story line is great and creative. I'm a very impatient reader so a lot of the information provided during anticlimactic scenes seemed a bit much, but was worth reading through when you did get to something awesome!
If there were editing errors, I didn't find them! :) Although I can say my attention was firmly on the story, not the grammar. A lot of my review may sound as if I didn't like it, because of the characters. But, I most certainly love ANY book that can evoke those emotions from me -good or bad- for the characters. Rachel does an amazing job of making me FEEL, and that is so important to a good story.
The Cover art was nice, it didn't hold my attention. But, I also have no complaints about them, theyre beautifully done. I enjoy seeing the Authors interpretation of their characters! And I feel they do project the right images for each book :).
I'm super excited to read The Last Stand. I NEED to know how this ends. Will it be a Happily Ever After? Who is going to die before this ends? Will family bonds be broken forever or will they find a way to mend? I. Cannot. Wait! So if you haven't read The Back Mage Series yet I'd highly suggest you get caught up before this fall ;).
My personal rating is 4/5 stars. I enjoyed the story, it was well written and any complaints I have are personal pet peevs and have no reflection on how this book deserves to be rated. It didn't knock out any of my top 5 favorites, but it definitely made top 10. And when you read a book a day, I'd say that's quite an accomplishment! Congrats Rachel E Carter, you've earned yourself a new fan for life.
Heroes are not born. They rise out of love and duty. What if you have to choose? Book 2 of Eirik Trilogy continues the story of a god and a Mortal girl...
Eirik wants nothing more than to show Celestia—the Witch who pulled him out of the darkness—that his feelings for her are real, but his parents expect him to avenge a wrong done to his family. To make matters worse, Celestia is moving on and is already dating another guy. Then Eirik discovers she is the key to accomplishing his goals. Caught between love and duty, Eirik will do whatever it takes, including getting up close and personal with Celestia, to get his way.
Celestia is convinced she is drawn to Eirik because of the bond created by the dragon's kiss, so she pushes him away. But when he comes to her for help, she is once again thrust into his world, where things are never what they seem.
From Earth to the realms of the gods, betrayal follows them and help comes from unexpected sources. But when the time comes for Eirik to choose, will he fulfill his duty or follow his heart? Everything rests on his shoulders as the wrong choice may lead to Celestia's worst fear—the rise of the Harbinger of Death.
Heroes starts a few months after the end of Demons and picks up with Celestia back home with her family & friends and Eirik adapting to his life as a dragon shifter and living with his parents in Helheim. Eirik is searching for his grandmother, Angrbodr and his sister who is not dead as his mother Hel assumes. He is also not staying away from Celestia as she asked, although come on who really believes she doesn't want to see him, but he is visiting her cloaked so she cannot physically see him. Eirik & Celestia are reunited thanks to his mother, who I think is secretly playing matchmaker, and the adventure continues with them searching for Angrbodr, but also dealing with the murder of witches in the community. Which ties in nicely with Raine's story in Seeress, which also has me wondering if there is more to that overall story arc than I originally thought. I have to admit that Eirik has not been my favourite characters from the Runes series. I think it was partly because I saw him getting in the way of Raine & Torin and then Cora & Echo that I never grew to love him as I did the others. He started to grow on me in Demons when we got to learn more about him but I think this is the book where I really have fallen in love with him and I think he, along with Celestia may now be one of my favourite characters, although no one can ever top Torin. I'm really happy with the way Eirik & Celestia's relationship develops in this book, and without giving too much away the thing that I was waiting to happen throughout the whole of Demons finally did in Heroes. I can't wait to read Gods next and see if my theory about Eirik's sister is correct. I'm also looking forward to reading more about Hel as I really love her character and all the complexities she has. This book deserves more than the five stars I've given it as the world that Ednah Walters has built is captivating. The way all her characters, even the small ones, have depth to them is part of what keeps me entranced in her world's. Ednah is one of those authors who's books I will pick straight up and re read over again. If you've not already been sucked into Runes series then I recommend you go & give them a try as I predict you'll end up loving them as much as me.
1. What inspired you to write The Black Mage Series?
So the original idea came in middle school for me –I was obsessed with the idea of where a prince and princess from opposing countries go to school learning monarchy during a time of peace only to become rival kingdoms when they grow up… Then I forgot all about that idea for years. Then in 2007 I heard a song that was super epic, you could just tell it was dramatic and sad and I immediately saw those two in the #1 scene I’ve been waiting to write this whole series… which happens to be the BIG MOMENT of Last Stand. Let’s just say it’s I realized the boy & girl were fighters, and that they needed awesome magic. So I knew how I wanted the series to end, I just needed to work up to that moment. I immediately decided to start where it all began, when they met. Oh, and I realized I didn’t want Ryiah to be a princess, I wanted her to be a commoner and make everything difficult because I really admire characters that aren’t automatically good at anything (BIG pet peeve of mine). That’s the whole point… Ryiah literally spends the entire series building to this epic point and I know a lot of people were pissed that she didn’t win the Candidacy but let’s just say that duel wasn’t the final one…. 2. When writing a character like Darren, how were you able to bring him to life? Was there anyone from your life that inspired him as a character?
No one in real life. Gosh, I would punch him out if he ever treated me how Darren treated Ryiah in that first book. I always pick the nice boy (aka Ian) in real life because I don’t like drama and douche bags… That said Darren was initially derived from the character Julian in The Forbidden Game series by LJ Smith. If you read that series you will be like “what the hell, Darren is nothing like Julian” and you are right. But I wrote fanfiction about TFG’s Julian for YEARS all through middle and high school with my best friend. He was the reason I WANTED to write because his character was so compelling. Pretty early on, though, I realized that while I was calling that character “Julian” he was morphing into someone else. A lot of Darren’s dialogue and general attitude was like that guy, although when I wrote the first draft of First Year it was a huge change –he ended up being a lot darker/meaner than I initially imagined. I remember reading the first draft and thinking “god, Darren is such a douche (but great tension!)” because compared to my fanfic for TFG he was really mean, but my heart knew Darren had a terrible backstory (which we find out in Candidate and I expand on it from his POV in the novella Non-Heir I’m working on), and I just had to pray readers would give him a chance to grow. You get the real Darren in glimpses and then finally see him in Candidate when his dad dies and then taking care of Ryiah when her brother is murdered. That’s the true Darren. But we all know he has a dark side, this series is all about shades of gray, and I think everyone’s big question for Last Stand is what is going to happen if he finds out what Ryiah is doing…. 3. Why did you want to become an author?
I have wanted to be one since seventh grade when I started writing fanfic, but I never thought I could be one because I have this issue called NEVER FINISH A BOOK SYNDROME. Seriously, every time I would start a book I could never finish it. It was like a disease. I used to cave into every shiny new story idea that popped into my head. So it depressed me because I had all these ideas (1000’s) and no finished book. Finally post-college I got a great paying corporate job that I absolutely hated. We are talking serious depression because I wanted to do something with my life and now that I was finally done with school I thought it would all be over. But money isn’t everything, and so I started writing as a way to cope with that depression (I hadn’t written at all in college because I was too busy between classes and a job). I got about halfway through the first-draft of First Year and finally made a decision to follow my dream. I quit, sold my car, walked to a part-time job by my house and wrote the rest of the week. It was tough, it was the scariest thing I have ever done, I used up all my savings and made a lot of sacrifices, but guess what? This May it will be 3 years since I made the biggest decision of my life and I’m now a full-time writer (yup, that happened!) and I wake up every day with a smile on my face and have the best readers in the world. 4. If you could pick your top 10 book boyfriends/crush. Who would they be and what book are they from?
Warner from Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi and Julian from The Forbidden Game by LJ Smith (top two ULTIMATE). Noah from The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkins. George from The Song of the Lioness by Tamora Pierce. Professor Snape from Harry Potter by JK Rowling (hells to the yes, SO HOT). Lord Wyldon and/or Neal from Protector of the Small by Tamora Pierce (apparently I have a thing for mean teachers???). Paddy from Titanic: The Long Night by (forgot author name). Michael from The Princess Diaries by Meg Cabot. Ash from Night World by LJ Smith. Gabriel from Dark Visions by LJ Smith.
5. Last Stand is the final book in the series. What has it been like writing the conclusion to a story that had touched your readers and leaves them wanting more? Will this be the best book in the series? (Do I need to have a tissue box handy?)
Sooooo you are catching me before I have technically finished (I’m about 75-80% done) but I can say it’s been the biggest honor of my life. I wasn’t sure anybody would ever buy my books, let alone read them. I have an incredible fan base of readers and reviewers who have made being an author a dream come true. I love hearing what everyone thinks and I am so READY to see what people think of this book. I can’t say what the outcome will be (I know everyone is scared, hehe, I love the fact no one trusts me to write a happy ending or a sad one, no one knowwwwwwsssssss). Seriously, though, this conclusion (I wrote a rough draft of it) has brought tears to my eyes (not saying which kind). It’s the ultimate ending for me and I think everyone will understand when they read it. This whole series has been emotional but this final book is dark & emotional & real & everything. This book to me is EVERYTHING. This book is the story I have been waiting to tell the whole series. To me it is the best, no doubt. But I can’t say what readers will think. But you will need a tissue box. Book four is nothing but a constant string of emotions and I want to leave my readers battered and bruised the way any good book does where you FEEL SO MUCH that you can’t bare to open a book the next day. If you do, I have failed. Doesn’t matter if the feeling is good or bad, I just want you to FEEL.
6. I know we have talked previously and you talked about a song that inspired your books. How did a song help inspire your story? What was the song?
So the song is Red’s “Lost” >> it’s a religious band, I guess, I didn’t realize that initially but I always interpreted the “you” like any love song where they are singing about another person. That song is epic and amazing and I can’t mention what scene I inspired because that’s the big scene of Last Stand.
7. We hear Authors talking about all the characters chattering away in their heads. Which character of yours is the loudest?
Darren. Definitely Darren. Just because I love writing his dialogue so much. I may think like Ryiah but Darren is just so much fun to write. 8. What made you decide to write in the YA genre?
It’s all I ever read; I never grew up!
9. When you are writing, what do you think is the most difficult process?
Writer’s block. Some authors never get it, but I get it all the time. I also have no steady word count. Some days I write nothing staring at computer all day, other days I could write 6k (2 chapters). 10. How do you keep your characters in line, or how do you keep your world straight without losing your story?
I have a million folders on my computer and subfolders and more subfolders all dedicated to world building and character lists and magic and history and maps, etc., etc.. The sad thing? My world isn’t even that complicated. What I want to know is how the greats like JK Rowling did it!
So for those of you who don't know or haven't read our About Us page (tsk tsk), we three came together because we all fan girl over a certain author and Series! We soon found we had LOTs in common in our everyday and literary lives! So the books that brought us together was.... -drumroll-...
The Dragonian Series by Adrienne Woods!
If you haven't read it yet, please do. It's not one you want to miss. Suitable for all ages!
We together with some other pretty fan-tabulistic ladies admin her fan group on facebook! Passport to Paegeia, look us up :).
So I'm doing my morning thing; Facebook foraging. And, BAM! I get a notification saying "Hey, Yo Brittaini! check me out!".
So I click and discover, Mrs woods had tagged me in a post! Whoohooo, getting acknowledged by someone you admire always gives you like little oomphff in the ego department.
Annyyyywhoooo, I frolicked off to see what was going down in Paegeia Town. And what do I discover but this:
Before I show you can I say " FANGIRLING LIKE A BOSS"
(Personal info blurred, gotta keep it private, eh? Y'all understand ;).)
I continued on the post, obsessing.
Life is Made.
Anyways, after speaking with the group members, I've been excited, scared, and honored.
I am more than curious, how I'm written, if I keep my name? What part she has schemed up for this character to play. Will I die? Im not sure that thought bothers me. The experience of mourning myself would be different! Don't judge lol. But I hope I don't die, because living in the world of Paegeia -even through the pages of a book- is a dream come true!
I'm to excited to type out my whole rhyme so Come In! Come In! Come In! And read.
Okay, so the outlander fandom is large.. Okay maybe more than large. It's massive! But I must say I was a fan of the books before the show ever came around. So I'm supery-dupery (Brittaini words, wanna say somethin? Lol!) EXCITED a book nine is on its way! Can you believe that cliffhanger at the end of book 8?
For those of you who haven't read the books I highly suggest you do at some point in your life. Diana is an artist of these times, and the last! (No reference to her age, this series has just been around since my seedling days!)
For those of you who watch the show, but don't read the books: You're missing out. They change so much, and leave a lot out! You know how it is, can't cram that much into one season. But I don't blame you for tuning in to see this:
*wipes away drool*
Without further adieu I leave you with not one but TWO teasers from Book 9! Still untitled. Enjoy!
Sibling moments <3
"Oh, ye’ve got your beads after all,” Jenny said, surprised. “Ye didna have your rosary in Scotland, so I thought ye’d lost it. Meant to make ye a new one, but there wasna time, what with Ian…” She lifted one shoulder, the gesture encompassing the whole of the terrible months of Ian’s long dying.
He touched the beads, self-conscious. “Aye, well…I had, in a way of speaking. I…gave it to William. When he was a wee lad, and I had to leave him at Helwater. I gave him the beads for something to keep—to…remember me by.”
“Mmphm.” She looked at him with sympathy. “Aye. And I expect he gave them back to ye in Philadelphia, did he?”
“He did,” Jamie said, a bit terse, and a wry amusement touched Jenny’s face.
“Tell ye one thing, _a brathair_—he’s no going to forget you.”
“Aye, maybe not,” he said, feeling an unexpected comfort in the thought. “Well, then…” He let the beads run through his fingers, taking hold of the crucifix. “I believe in one God…”
They said the Creed together, and the three Hail Marys and the Glory Be.
“Joyful or Glorious?” he asked, fingers on the first bead of the decades. He didn’t want to do the Sorrowful Mysteries, the ones about suffering and crucifixion, and he didn’t think she did, either. A yaffle called from the maples, and he wondered briefly if it was one they’d already seen, or a third. _Three for a wedding, four for a death…_
“Joyful,” she said at once. “The Annunciation.” Then she paused, and nodded at him to take the first turn. He didn’t have to think.
“For Murtagh,” he said quietly, and his fingers tightened on the bead. “And Mam and Da. Hail Mary, full o’ grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women and blest is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.”
“Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death, Amen.” Jenny finished the prayer and they said the rest of the decade in their usual way, back and forth, the rhythm of their voices soft as the rustle of grass.
They reached the second decade, the Visitation, and he nodded at Jenny—her turn.
“For Ian Òg,” she said softly, eyes on her beads. “And Ian Mòr. Hail Mary….”
The third decade was William’s. Jenny glanced at him when he said so, but only nodded and bent her head.
He didn’t try to avoid thinking of William, but he didn’t deliberately call the lad to mind, either; there was nothing he could do to help, until or unless William asked for it, and it would do neither of them good to worry about what the lad was doing, or what might be happening to him.
But…he’d said “William,” and for the space of an Our Father, ten Hail Marys and a Glory Be, William must perforce be in his mind.
“_Guide him_,” he thought, between the words of the prayer. “_Give him good judgment. Help him to be a good man. Show him his way…and Holy Mother…keep him safe, for your own Son’s sake_… world without end, Amen,” he said, reaching the final bead.
It was a sapphire, a raw one. A misty, cloudy blue little thing, half the size of his little finger’s nail. He shook it free of its wrappings and it landed silently but solidly in the hollow of his hand.
“Ye said it maybe doesna matter whether it’s cut or not,” Buck said, nodding at it.
“I think not. I hope not. I wish I could say I can’t take it.” Roger closed his fingers gently on the little rock, as though it might burn him. “Thank you, a charaidh. Where did ye find it?”
“Ach…” Buck said vaguely, with a slight wave of his hand. “Just saw it and picked it up, ken?”
“Holy Lord,” Roger said, squeezing the little pebble involuntarily. Too late, he remembered the castle in Strathpeffer, him talking with the factor about Jemmy and Rob Cameron—the earl being away from home—and Buck gone, disappeared with a handsome young housemaid. And the factor offering to show him Cromartie’s collection of agates and rare stones…he’d declined, thank God. But—
“You didn’t,” he said to Buck. “Tell me ye didn’t.”
“Ye keep saying that,” Buck said, frowning at him. “I will, if ye want me to, but I shouldna think a minister ought to be encouraging folk to tell lies. A poor example for the bairns, aye?”
He nodded toward the stable-yard, where Jem was playing with a boy who had a hoop, the two of them trying to drive it with sticks over the bumpy ground, with a marked lack of success. Mandy was throwing pebbles at something in the dry grass—probably some hapless toad trying its best to hibernate against the odds.
“Me, a poor example? And you their own great-great-great-great-grandfather!”
“And should I not be lookin’ out for their welfare, then? Is that what ye’re sayin’ to me?”
“I—“ His throat closed suddenly and he cleared it, hard. The boys had left their hoop and were poking at whatever Mandy had found in the grass. “No. I’m not. But I didn’t ask ye to steal for them. To risk your bloody neck for us!” _That’s my job_, he wanted to say, but didn’t.
“May as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb.” Buck gave him a direct stare. “Ye need it, aye? Take it, then.” Something that wasn’t quite a smile touched the edge of his mouth. “With my blessing.”
On the far side of the yard, Mandy had picked up the hoop and put it about her solid little waist. She waggled her bottom, in a vain attempt at getting it to spin.
“Look, Daddy!” she called. “Hula hoop!”
Jem froze for a moment, then looked at Roger, his eyes big with concern. Roger shook his head slightly—_don’t say anything_—and Jem swallowed visibly and turned his back to his sister, shoulders stiff.
“What’s a hula hoop, then?” Buck asked quietly, behind him.
Now if your like me, you love Buck! So I was so excited to see him take a prominent role . So excited for this book. Diana is releasing the Teasers publicly. I take no credit for acquiring these, but my Time-travel genre love urges me to share with you!
So we have a little fun news . . . we have a cover for Perfekt Match!
Valkyrie Brynn Aksel is ready for some downtime. With her friends safely returned from the dark realms and the school year off to a quiet start, she’s ready to settle back into her roles as Henrik Andersson’s girlfriend, the God of War’s bodyguard, and her mortal roommate’s Asgardian mentor. But when an urgent message arrives from Asgard, it becomes clear there’s no rest for the gods . . . not when the security of the realms is on the line.
The Goddess of Love has fallen ill, her emotional reserves tanking almost a year after her Helheim imprisonment. An unsanctioned connection with a mortal is the only thing keeping her in the light, but Freya’s vow to the Norns prevents her from fully uniting with her perfekt match. War’s human girlfriend could delay the effects of Freya’s illness, but the ban on inter-realm unions prevents her from accessing her power. Saving Love is going to require a very persuasive argument to three very stubborn sisters . . . and a journey straight through the darkness. With the collective happy-ever-after of the cosmos on the line, Brynn and Henrik must travel to the heart of the realms to save their friend, their love, and the future of their worlds. And with an inexplicable cold spell gripping Midgard in its treacherous tentacles, more than just Love hangs in the balance. Ragnarok is coming. And it’s shaping up to be the perfekt storm.
Okay so get ready to fall in love with a new author. I received this book for an honest review. Amazon is totally acting up on me, but I've posted one to good reads & now it's time to regale you fine people with with one. Stick around because it was totally worth the exchange and I'm looking forward to seeing a lot more from Kassandra!
" With her father gone and her brother missing, Demon Princess Adriana has to assume the throne, temporarily becoming the Demon King"
(I love that her title will still be Demon King.)
"Somehow, Aldric, a mage-in-training, has summoned the princess into the human kingdom. Now trapped, Adriana must hide her identity and escape before she loses her life in the hands of her mortal enemies"
"Summoned"? How? Why? What's the pesky human want!?
What he wants is to treat her like a beast. I could rip through the pages and throat punch the hell out of this kid! But I think that's the point, Kassandra wrote him extremely well if that's the emotion she's trying to instil.
Enter Keldrin. Mage in shinning sweetness. He's sweet, kind, knowledgeable, honorable, and powerful. AND ...wait for it!! ...HE HAS A DRAGON!! SQUEEE. :3
Enter stage bitch face: Princess Salvene. I won't say to much, because I'm not sure I could stop. Hate her. I'm team Demon Princess, Human Princess is going downnnnn.
So Adri, our female lead is torn from her kingdom to be bonded to a dipshizz mage mentioned above. She puts up a hell of a fight about it to. I liked her instantly. Now if our male lead would've just let her run by, we wouldn't have a story, but it sucks that it's him. Oh well guess you have to introduce him sometime. But on the other hand I'm glad. He treat Adri right which makes him alright in my books!
Now Adri just wants to go home and nothing is going to stop her! But you will have to grab the book to find out how her adventure plays out!
I personally thoroughly enjoyed this book, and immediately requested to be notified of other books . I only wish it were longer! I was really enjoying it to much for it to end. The story is strong, original, and entertaining. It's well written, and dies not drag on.
Also, I lovvvvvve the cover. It leaves a mystery to Adri's looks, allowing you to create your own image in your mind. All the while projecting royalty, and beauty in a darker place.
A small teaser for you below!
" You know I would never do that.” “I don’t know. I’m vile. I have the blackest soul and foulest intentions.” “Adri.” He reaches out a hand to cup my face. I slap his hand away before it touches me. “I didn’t mean you,” he says. I press my lips together. “All demons are vile, and I am a demon.” His words hurt and enrage me every time I think about it. A fresh wave of tears wells in my eyes and threatens to leak down. Without meaning to, my voice raises. “I deserve to be chained up and treated like a beast. Someone should throw me into a dungeon right now before I attack your people, and—”
She's getting a Big Ol Shiney 5 stars! Let's keep looking out for the next one and see if she can keep up the awesomeness! No pressure, right? Lol. Got read this book guys it's worth it!
Peace Love & Happy Reading Ladies and Gents.
And with that I leave you with this:
If you're a dreamer, come in.
If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A Hope-er, A Pray-er, a magic bean buyer...
If your a pretender, come sit by my fire,
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Mari braced herself, and as she had so many times before, felt her mother stiffen while energy surged through Leda and into Mari, sizzling through her palm, down her arm to swirl around and around inside her, growing in power with each second that passed. Mari’s heartbeat began to hammer and her breathing suddenly increased until she was panting as hard as was the pup. In her arms, Rigel whined uncertainly.
“Focus.” Her mother’s voice was only a whisper, but Mari could feel it through her whole body. “You can do this. The power is not yours to keep – your body is merely its channel. Borrow serenity from the image of the Earth Mother. Though you may be surrounded by chaos or sickness or injuries, find the true you within. Release that which belongs to the world –fears, worry, sadness, so that the silver stream may wash unimpeded through you. It is a waterfall at night. Rigel is the basin that must hold it.”
Mari stared at the beautiful image of the Earth Mother that Leda pruned and cared for so lovingly. But, as always, the figure was only foliage and art to Mari. She couldn’t feel the divine presence her mother revered. She could not find her true self – her center. “Mama, I c-can’t. It’s s-so c-cold. It- it hurts.” Mari stuttered through chattering teeth.
“Only because the healing power is not meant for you. Release the fears of your body, Mari. Focus! Find your grounding and become a channel for the moon’s energy. Tonight you must succeed. If you do not, your Rigel will surely die.”
Her mother’s words exploded through Mari’s body. “No! He can’t die. I won’t let him.” She gritted her teeth against the cold and tried to focus past the pain – to release the cacophony of emotions that swirled through her body unimpeded – and to be the channel for the moonfall of water. Yet, still the power was a whirlpool within her. It terrified Mari and threatened to suck her down to drown in its freezing depths.
This was when she usually failed. This was when she dropped her mother’s hand and allowed sickness to claim her so that she vomited, dry heaving misery and moonlight while Leda stroked her back, consoling her with calm, loving words that reminded Mari there would be a next time – she would do better the next time.
But there was no next time for Rigel, and Mari refused to lose him. Think! Focus!
“Mari, slow your breathing. Calm your heart. This is no longer practice. You either heal Rigel, or fail and he dies from shock and blood loss. This is your reality.”
“That’s it, Mama! I need to make this my reality!” Mari squeezed her eyes closed. Could that be the answer? Could it really be that simple? Mari imagined that she was in their burrow, alone, sitting at her desk preparing to create a sketch. Her gulping breath slowed. Her hammering heart quieted. Mari found her grounding as she envisioned a blank sheet of paper. On that paper her imagination began to quickly, easily, sketch an image of herself, sitting crossed-legged with Rigel spread across her lap. From above her silver light cascaded into her lifted palm, washing through her body in a glistening wave to spout from her other palm, which was pressed against the pup’s bloody chest. Eyes still tightly shut Mari worked on the scene, creating a picture of Rigel’s body that was washed clean of blood by the liquid light, leaving behind wounds that were neatly closed and already healing.
Suddenly the cold tide within Mari was controllable. Instead of drowning her, it used her as a conduit, passing through her harmlessly as she let go of the energy. I’m doing it! I’m doing it! And just that quickly her concentration shattered. The picture she’d been creating disappeared along with the tide of power within her.
“No! No! Get it back! I was doing it – it was working,” Mari gasped, gripping her mother’s hand like a lifeline.
“It’s too late. The sun is fully risen. Even with your help I cannot call the moon back to me,” Leda knelt beside Mari, gently disentangling her daughter’s hand from hers. “But it was enough. You did it, sweet girl. I knew you could. Praise the Earth Mother and the blessed Moon! You have saved him.”
Feeling dizzy and disconnected, Mari looked down at Rigel. The pup wagged his tail animatedly and sat up, licking her face. Even though she felt light-headed, she laughed weakly and put her arms around him. He nested there, curled against her body and, sending her waves of contentment, Rigel fell sound to sleep in her arms. With a trembling hand, Mari brushed aside the blood-matted fur on his chest. What had only moments before been deep, seeping, whip-like lacerations were now pink lines of newly joined flesh that had ceased bleeding.
“I knew it was true. You do have my powers and more.”
Do you realise that book you just read in two days, could've taken the author upwards of a year to write, than edit, rewrite, edit and publish! (And, I may be being a bit modest with only two rounds of editing)
They devote, not only their time to their work but also their inner most thoughts and emotions. They leave a small piece of themselves on every page.
Now we live in the day and age when shouting off the roof tops your love of something, has become obsolete. We have the interwebz! Now even if you really didnt enjoy a book, you should make your opinions heard. After all the work put into the book, the author deserves that much at least!
Over the past couple years I've connected with multiple authors online. Mostly with Facebook, and goodreads. And you know what? They're just like you and me. Trying to make it in this world doing what they love. Gotta respect that, eh! So, I've put together a list of things you can do to be the best fan you can be and maybe make their travels a little easier.
I can't say enough times that Facebook is absolutely the best platform for promotion.
-So, go ahead and like your favorite authors page. Or the page or group dedicated to their book or series. But be realistic, if the author participates in the group be Respectful. Youre not entitled to anything from them just because your in a Facebook group together. They will dole out anything they feel they should. It is their decision and does not make them any less of a good person/author if they don't.
-Share their cover reveals, and Teasers on your newsfeed. And, with your book loving friends!
-Enter their giveaways: recruiting new fans from your friends base will always be easier with a chance to win something free :).
-And the easier of all? Simply like their posts when your scrolling through your newsfeed.
They absolute best book community on the world wide Web. Once you've created an account you can do the following:
- Follow your favorite Authors. You will see what they're reading, promoting, questions they've been asked and the answers given.
-Find books or series you like and add them to your 'read' or 'to-be-read' lists. All your friends on Goodreads will see it!
-If you've read the book, the most important thing to do is rate and review it! Authors attain a lot of their revenue because of word of mouth. Your friends and family are more likely to purchase a book if someone they trust has posted an honest review. Not to mention authors can win awards and recognition at the end of the year for it.
-Now even if you didn't like the story, be Respectful. Story is maybe only 2-3/5 stars, remember what else is important while reviewing. Was the book well written? Is the cover art attractive? Did they do a good job in editing? Were the characters well thought out?... Your opinion is important, but remember peoples opinions are different. So what is most important is to be honest regardless how much you enjoyed the book.
-There are groups and discussion boards galore you can join and share your favorites in! Giveaways you can enter for your old favorites, or books you've add to your to be read list, and even giveaways for books you've never heard of. Who know what you may stumble on.
3. Amazon: .CA or .COM or whatever extension you have :).
-Like goodreads the most important thing you can do is rate & review. It may even be more important to post here, than goodreads since a purchase button is available, and just begging to be clicked. And once again, constructive criticism only. I know your momma told you just like mine did, if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. If your criticism cannot help an author grow, then it's not criticism, ita bashing. It's an easy line not to cross, just be polite.
And if you loved the book? No amount of gushing and praise is ever enough, so FanGirl / FanBoy alllll you want.
- Add books you want to your wish list, mines public so not only do people know what I want but they're introduced to those authors I enjoy.
-Connect your good reads to your Amazon! It's a new feature but overlapping your emailreading community with your shopping community can do nothing but good for promoting your favorites.
Whether you use Blogger, WordPress, or a Blog service you pay for, whether or not you have a lot of followers or not, putting your opinion out there into the universe is Beneficial.
-If you get excited about a book, jot it down. Write what your hopes are for it, predictions, or just what caught your eye. Even if you don't end up reviewing it or finishing it, you've done that author a favor.
- If you did Buy/Read, then posting a further in-depth review is always nice.
-Since your blog is yours and there are no real restrictions, you can do any sort of promotion you wants! I blog with two other fabulous lovlies and we do cover reveals, interviews, giveaway announcements, teasers, and anything else we can think of for no other reason than we love literature.
5. Word Of Mouth:
The MOST important thing you can do for your favorite Authors, is tell people about them. Doesn't matter how you do it! In person, over social media, in book groups, wherever you can. And, if in the process you get to talk to them, interact with them, or receive loyal reader perks, enjoy it. Respect it. But most of all, deserve it.
And with that, I leave you with this:
If you're a dreamer, come in.
If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A Hope-er, A Pray-er, a magic bean buyer...
If your a pretender, come sit by my fire,
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Brittaini Over & Out!
A tormented wolf man… A mysterious girl with a terrible secret…
Alara, a princess from a foreign land, is forced to wed the sorcerer-king Aramon, a power-hungry warlord, who discovers her dark secret and wants to use her to create an invincible army. When she meets Lycaon, she must decide if she should trust the cursed, tormented half-man half-wolf who might be her enemy or her true mate.
Lycaon, once a great king until he was cursed by Zeus to be a werewolf, is drawn to the mysterious princess. He is torn between helping Alara escape and using her to gain power over those who despise him.
Secrets abound and old enemies are reunited to battle Aramon before his terrible plan is unleashed. Time is running out as the dark moon approaches. Soon, Arcadia will be overrun with an unstoppable, vicious army unless Aramon can be defeated. To prevent his victory, the cost is high. As Lycaon’s affection for Alara grows, it becomes more difficult for him to decide which to save: Arcadia or her.
I received this book so I could give it an honest review and help spread the word. I was very intrigued with the book because I have a huge soft spot for fairy tales and Greek mythology. (No spoilers in this review)
I did like the plot line of the story. You have a beauty (Alara) with a huge secret that could destroy the world and falls for a Beast (Lycaon). But what made me like the story more is that he stayed a beast and she still loved him. She loved him for his heart and not his looks.
The story had a lot of twist and turns but it fell flat at the end for me. It seemed to be rushed and the author wasn’t sure which way she was going to go with the story. I thought the book was going to end several times but it seemed to drag at the end. Do not get me wrong I loved the story but this is my only real critic about the book. There are some intimate scenes in the book that are ok, I felt that it didn’t need to be a part of the books, but hey to each there own.
Alara is a head strong girl who only wanted to return to her homeland and get away from her betrothed Aramon. While she runs back to her home, she runs into Lycaon and his band of warriors. Alara struggles with her feelings for Lycaon but as fates decide it they have a connection that keeps bringing them together. She makes some decisions that keep bringing her in danger but she never backs down.
Lycaon is a pain in the neck. You love him and you hate him. He makes some really really dump decisions that made me want to punch him in the face, but what can I say he is a man and I will leave it at that. The more I read the book, the more I began to love him as a character.
If you love Greek mythology and a twist on a Beauty and Beast then you will love this book. I laughed, cried and got angry at times with the book, but I will definitely be reading this book again.
· -“I have never felt the kind of affection I feel for you with anyone. I have no desire to lose you,” he said softly. Still reeling from the pleasure that had engulfed her entire body, she responded in a ragged voice, “I have no desire to lose you either.”
· - “No one really knows how our people were created, but it is believed we were created by the gods and that we carry both dragon and wolf blood in our veins. It is possible my clan carries more dragon blood than wolf blood. Your clan has the purest of wolf blood, which is why your blood is so powerful.”
· - “He will never control what is inside of me.” She straightened her posture in defiance. He smiled faintly. “In a strange way, I admire your fiery spirit.” His expression turned somber. “But you cannot defeat him.” Anger burned inside her, a rising, unwavering flame. “Baloric, when someone tells me I cannot do something, I am more determined to do it.” “Spoken like a true princess of The Golden Wolf Clan,” he said with a wry grin. He strode away from her toward the waterfall.
The very first time I actually explored Goodreads, instead of using it soley to keep track of the books I've read/want to read, I stumbled upon their giveaways. I immediately entered about twenty. The very first one I entered, I picked because the cover was eye catching. And to my surprise the next day, I saw this little beauty:
So I revisited the blurb, to see what I'd won, and was pleasantly surprised to find out it was the book that caught my eye the day before.
The giveaway ended February 29th 2016, and it arrived today March 16th 2016. So the author shipped this off in an amazingly timely manner. And, when it arrived it came with a bookmark, promoting another book of his which also looks interesting!
But to top it all off, when I opened it up, I saw this:
Now, I'm already a happy camper so I sit down to read the first couple chapters and find my first criticism.
The cover is made on the soft copy, in some way that you leave fingerprints where ever you touch. Now this isnt 'horrible', but as its a signed copy I'd like to be able to keep it in great condition.
After the reading the first chapter, I am intruiged. I'm not hooked, but I don't usually target Science-y Fantasy. The fact that the story is based around a group of 5 women, and one of them is instantly my favorite, a spunky Amazon, named Mad, helps a lot. I'm a sucker for a good heroine group.
So keeping my fingers crossed that I enjoy it as much as I think I will :)!
I didn’t think Jaymin Eve would make me love one of her Characters more than Brace from First world, but Holy Sweet Alien Babies she did. Braxton, Maximus, Tyson and Jacob, the Compass Quad. ****DROOL****
So I guess I should write my review now. Jessa Lebron is the main character, she is a wolf shifter and alpha, with a bit of something extra. She lives in Connecticut, a center for the five supernatural races: vampire, shifter, fey, magic users and demi-fey in the US. She also lives by the prison for the most deadly of creatures, which kept for the safety of the rest of humanity.
Jessa speaks her mind and doesn’t care who I listening. She is part of a pack with the Compass brothers and they are one tight group. I was so jealous when she slept she curled up in a Braxton/Maximus sandwich. That girl is so lucky. One of the things that I liked the most about her was that she can eat anyone out of house and home. She doesn’t care what anyone thinks. This girl loves her food and dessert, I suggest don’t get in her way when she is eating. She might bite your hand off in the process. I know there is something going on between Braxton and Jessa but I have a feeling I will find out more in the next book, I have a feeling they are true mates but she never took the time to realize it.
The story is a whirl wind in itself, but I couldn’t put the book down. You learn about the dragon marked and that Jessa has a twin sister. We find out why her mom abandoned her and what the big bad family secret is. I understand why Jessa is hesitant in the begging but it was good to see that she was able to warm up to her mom. I won’t give any more spoiler out but this is one of my fav books for far. I purchased the second book halfway through the first because I knew I was going to read the second book right away!
Jaymin Eve published a fantastic book and I can’t wait to see what happens with the Dragon King.
Favorite Quotes: -“Dammit, it’s not fair,” I growled. “Your dragon has them all cowering like rabbits.” One of the weaker shifter animals. “Why is it that no one shows my wolf her due respect?” He laughed. “It might be a dog eat dog world, but ... a dragon eats everyone.”
-“The smallest smile finally graced his face as he handed me a paper plate. Nestled in the center was a slice of lemon cake. I stared at it for a moment before a tear escaped the corner of my eye. Braxton laughed. “You are still the only supe I know to cry about cake.” I sucked down my sob. “There are very few things in this world which can move me to tears.” I hugged the plate close to my chest. “This is just beautiful.”
I was given this book for an honest review. And, I must say, I am SO happy I did. I read mostly within the Paranormal/ Fantasy genre, but the little corner I love the most is dragons. This book gave that little niche a completely new and fresh perspective.
I'm not going to review the whole plot because the author does a good job of that herself. But, I am going to point out how much fantabulous-ness seeps from these pages :)
"If it lives, it can die...
For thousands of years the Ilyium druids have hunted the Dravones without mercy. At seven, in a terrifying moment, Tierney lost her world and fled from Earth, keeping her true nature secret from humans.
However, a nightmarish part is not easy to escape.
Now, years later, the truth is abundantly clear every time Tierney looks into the tormented eyes the man she lovess. Jax, losing the fight with his inner demons, battles his desires for Tierney, pushing her away - ashamed to speak of a past he cannot forget.
But the Ilyium haven't been idle. As the resurface and come after Tierney and everyone she loves, ancient instincts are triggered in the Dracones. As the battle to overcome the legacy of their past, Tierney and her friends must learn to trust in themselves and each other if they are to survive the Ilyium's sinister plans for them.
Dracones Awakening is the first book in the Dracons series for readers age 17+. If you are a fan of dark, steamy, paranormal romance, you will love Tierney and Jax's story. Buy the book today to be sucked in the the magical world of the dragons, magic and angst ridden sensual heat."
The writing is well done. The story itself is amazing. The characters are well built. And there are enough unanswered questions to lead into a second book, but not so many that you feel this book wast wrapped up.
There's a little bit of something for everyone! Even if you're not into Paranormal.
I cannot wait for the second book, Ill keep a very keen dragon eye out for it
My only criticism is the otver use of the word "baby" in the dialogues. Buts that's not enough for me to take anything away from the rating.
Sheri-Lynn deserves every one of those stars 5 stars.
Im assuming people such as myself, were her main target audience, and I can honestly say she hit the nail on the head, I am 100% with this book, series and Author at this point. And will be recommending it to my book group. Because this is the startup series, it needs all the love it can give if it we're to ever see the second.
So if this books sounds like something you would like to read. please stop by amazon and pick it up. You wont regret it. Buy Dracones Awakening Here
I really really wanted to love this book. But I couldn't.
Piper, Ash, and Lyre continue their journey to save the Dragonian's, save the underworld from the destruction of Samuel and save earth from an all-out daemon war.It started out fairly slow and we to the learn more about the history of the Draconians and the Taroth line. I liked how we got to meet new characters and get some fresh faces in the story.
Now I hate to bash a book but I'm going to have to. Piper drove me crazy. Shep kept whining about 50% of the book about where she is going to do, does Ash want her around, her world is different than Ash's so they can never be together, blah blah blah. Half the time I wanted to the book and not read it anymore but I wanted to see how it was going to end and Lyre saved the book for me (such a cutie and deadly) Piper has little character growth and I was really disappointed with her as a character,
Ash he grew as a character but was really closed off as always. He needed to protect his people and the ones her loved. There was a scene between Ash and Piper that made my heart melt. "I don't belong to anyone, the only one I want to belong to is you" SWOON. With the events that tool place on the book (sorry no spoilers here) I grew to like Ash more and more. He was a power to be rivaled with and a born leader. He kicked some major TUSHY
Lyre, my dear sweet Lyre. The mysteries and secrets that you hold. I loved that you were in the book so much more than the other books. I cant wait to read more about you and see what mysteries you hide from us. You are deadly and oh so smexy,
The battle scenes were off the hook and well written, I loved the epic battle between Piper, Ash and Samuel. I wish we could have read about the battle on each with Ra, Gains and Samuels army. But at least we got to see the aftermath......sort of.
I did like the scene with Natania and Piper in the end. That was a bittersweet ending and I'm glad it ended the way it did,
Now here are my biggest issues:
Where is the romance with Ash and Piper. I feel like it severely tanked and there was no character growth. "I love you but I can't be with you, so I'm going to leave you, but I'll come back and visit." "I'll be waiting for you as long as you want me." "Oh I love you to" Happily ever after............snooze fest. I feel bad for writing this review but I need to be honest.
AND what happened with the Consul? Myisis? Caldor? Quinn? Where is Lyre going? Why is Piper being such a pig headed person. I have so many Questions...........I really hope we get a novella or something to wrap up the series.
I loved this book!!!! I am biting my nails for more!!!
Annette did an amazing job with this book. Her writing style was a huge improvement and I read this book in one sitting. I couldn’t put it down it was that good. There are so many twist and turns that you don’t know where she tends to go with the book. The moment the book starts Piper has found her father and uncle Caldor and the consulate system has taken a beating along with the consulates themselves and something is obviously going on. Since Piper has been back she has been on search for Seiya and Lyre, whom she believes to have been taken into the Ra embassy as prisoners. Piper has no idea of the harsh reality that Seiya and Lyre face, and Ash makes a timely appearance. From then on there is nothing but non-stop action.
I hate writing bad reviews about good books but I have a few things that drove me crazy about the book.
- First of all WHAT IS WITH Ash and Piper. I hated how we had to wait for Ash to show up and then he was a big ol` ball of daemon pissyness, and we know he loves Piper and he shows all the signs but does he say a word. NO!!!! Ugh I need some romance with these to.
- About 70-80% of the book Piper was indecisive about her feelings for Ash and she whined and complained the whole time. She feels that she is always being rescued and a damsel in distress (when I read the book I didn’t feel that way.) You love the man, but you are so scared about what could happen you panic. She is a kick ass character who will fight for anything but when it comes to love she freaks (I get it she is a teenager and all but come on you told him you loved him)
- feeling that she is always being rescued, we the reader never believe in her helplessness and she is as much made of steel in her character as the series
- Piper told Ash she loved him and it wasn’t once brought up in the book. Except for a hint but Ash halfway through the book but come on! You can’t leave your readers hanging like that. Then they have sex and don’t even admit they like each other. To me there was no romance it was just a one night stand and so many things were left unsaid. And now I have to wait till “Unleash the Storm” to get more answers.
My favorite Quotes:
- “Life is short, there and then gone. Don’t waste it waiting for a solution that might not even exist.”
- “Some problems aren’t fixable, but that doesn’t mean you should stop. That sense that you can’t move forward ... that’s the trap. It’s better to take the best future you can manage with what you have, than to put your life on hold trying to fix everything in the hopes of a perfect future that might never come.”
- “Even if we only have tonight ...” she said, her voice trembling. “Just for tonight, I want to forget about it all and just be with you.” Shadows slid across his eyes, emotions she couldn’t name. His hand curled over the back of her neck, gently pulling her face to his until their lips were almost touching. “Just for tonight,” he whispered, “and for as long as you want me.”
- “Ash told me you threw his tracking spell into the river. Why?” She cringed slightly. “Yeah, that. It’s hard to explain ...” “Try.” The command was firm but his voice was gentle. “I watched him die,” she said, her eyes dropping to the sidewalk. “I saw the daggers go into his chest. I saw him fall over the edge. And I thought that was it. I thought he was dead and that it was my fault. When I found out he was alive, I knew I could never let that happen again. I couldn’t let him die for me—die fighting my battles. It’s not his responsibility to make sure that I survive to the next day.”
This book had me in tears and elation in equal measure. I give it 5 Stars.