Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Cover Reveal ~ By The fates Fought

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By The Fates Fought by Patricia D. Eddy…

Publication Date March 18th 2014

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summary: Spring in Gralvein brings Ealasaid peace. Six months to the day Raven found her shackled and tortured in the devil's lair, their public handfasting is the happiest day of her life. But a storm is coming. Devils join King Eideard's Guarda and watch Ealasaid constantly. Faolan's spies report Lobhdain is plotting. What is this mystical artifact he searches for?

When the devils attack and one of their allies disappears, Raven and Ealasaid fear they will never be safe. Can they manage a daring rescue? Or will Ealasaid lose everything she holds dear?

By the Fates, Fought is the second novel in the By the Fates trilogy, and will release on March 18th. It contains several disturbing scenes, including brief descriptions of rape and torture and is meant for mature audiences. It ends on a cliffhanger. By the Fates, Fulfilled will be released in Fall of 2014.  

My Take: I haven't had a chance to read the first one in the series yet but I am going to be adding both to my TBR list :)

About the author, in her words: "I write. I’ve always written. I have a memory of sitting at the first computer my parents ever owned writing a story. I don’t remember how old I was. I just know I was sitting at the kitchen counter on a stool. Odd what we remember sometimes, isn’t it?

I fell in love with my husband over words. Words in Instant Messenger. Words in shared writing experiences. We had this book. I still have it somewhere. Or not. I loaned it to someone. I don’t even know who. But it had daily writing prompts. We’d sit at our computers, 1500 miles away from each other, and we’d both write. Then we’d share. Well, sometimes we’d share.

I write for a living. But not for myself. The writing here… that’s just for me. Well, hopefully it’s for others as well."

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Wednesday, February 5, 2014

The Returned ~ Jason Mott

The ReturnedThe Returned by Jason Mott
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I picked up this novel for two separate reasons. One was that it had that sic-fi 4400 feel and I honestly wanted to know why the dead were returning. The other was that I got a few audio book prequels from Audible for free prior to the release date of the actual book. 

Summary:Harold and Lucille Hargrave's lives have been both joyful and sorrowful in the decades since their only son, Jacob, died tragically at his eighth birthday party in 1966. In their old age they've settled comfortably into life without him, their wounds tempered through the grace of time ... Until one day Jacob mysteriously appears on their doorstep—flesh and blood, their sweet, precocious child, still eight years old.

All over the world people's loved ones are returning from beyond. No one knows how or why this is happening, whether it's a miracle or a sign of the end. Not even Harold and Lucille can agree on whether the boy is real or a wondrous imitation, but one thing they know for sure: he's their son. As chaos erupts around the globe, the newly reunited Hargrave family finds itself at the center of a community on the brink of collapse, forced to navigate a mysterious new reality and a conflict that threatens to unravel the very meaning of what it is to be human.

My Take:
Now overall I thought the book was well done, but it is not what I was expecting. Instead of being a sci-fi novel it was a drama about human relationships and the human condition. The reader is pulled into family circumstances and outsider bias. Most importantly the reader is posed with the question, what would you do? How would you handle it? Who hasn't lost a loved one too soon? I think the novel manages to dredge up a large quantity of emotions that will surprise you. If you are looking for an emotional drama than this one fits the bill.

Monday, February 3, 2014

One Night with the Shifter ~ Theresa Meyers

One Night with the ShifterOne Night with the Shifter by Theresa Meyers
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I was lucky enough to score this one to review :) Be sure to scroll all the way down to check out an excerpt.

After he is exiled from his pack, Tyee Grayson must learn to make it on his own. But one night with a beautiful stranger who has luminous blue eyes changes everything…. Especially when his instincts shout that she is the one. 

All elementary school teacher Jessica Brierly wanted was a night on the wild side, but when she finds herself pregnant, all the rules change. Not only does her lover have more secrets than she ever imagined, but suddenly they're both fighting off vampires. When vampires attack the town she dearly loves, Ty must work with his old pack to save them from a ruthless enemy who could kill not only his mate and his unborn child—but the entire human race.

My Take:

I have to say I always enjoy Theresa Meyers romances. Be they shifter, steam punk or just your hot hero. This book was no different. It also has the added benefit of giving readers some answers to questions left from a previous book, which is always nice. Ty is trying to start his life over and Jessica is just out for a good time, or at least she thinks. But of course spending the night with a shifter alters her life. Exciting with some truly hot scenes this is excellent way to spend an afternoon!

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The air was clean and cold outside. Ty’s head cleared, his senses grew 

sharper. The cool evening breeze, heavy with the salty scent of nearby Puget 

Sound, ruffled Jess’s hair, sticking honey-colored wisps to her full, rosy lips.

“You okay?” he asked as he gently tucked the strands back behind her ear.

Jess blinked, and stared up at him, a mixture of curiosity and disbelief in her 

eyes. “What just happened in there?”

He tried to give her a lopsided grin, but it turned into a wince when he found 

his jaw was tender from the hits the vampire had landed. He rubbed the soreness. 

The night air chilled the dribble of blood from the cut on his cheek, making it wet 

and cold, but there was no scent of vampire. The third one must have been smart 

enough to ditch his buddies. His body ached from the fight, but it would heal fast 

enough. “A bar fight with strangers.”

“You didn’t know those guys?” she asked, looking around her nervously. 

“They seemed pretty intent on messing with you.” She grazed the corner of his 

mouth with her fingertips. “You’re hurt.”

The light touch was enough to send a powerful surge of awareness pounding 

through him that wiped away any of the ache that remained. Damn. There was no 

doubt in his mind there was a strong Mesmer forming with this woman.

He gently moved her fingers away from his mouth, keeping them folded in 

his. Her hands were fine boned and slender and feminine. “No big deal.”

Her full lips tipped up into a soft smile, making him crave to kiss her. 

“Tough guy, huh?” She pulled a car remote from her pocket and pushed it, making 

the lights flash on a silver pickup on the edge of the dirt-and-gravel parking area 

beside the bar.

“Sounds like you’ve been around a few.”

She opened the driver’s door to the pickup and turned, standing in the gap, 

staring at him, her head tilted. “A few. But they’re nothing like you.”

Ty closed the gap between them, putting one hand on the door frame, 

shielding her from view of the parking lot but maintaining space between them. He 

knew better than to get close enough to be swamped by temptation. The Mesmer 

might be working on him, but that didn’t mean she’d understand if he came on too 

strong. Especially not after the fight.

“If you want to head home, I understand. I’ll stay here awhile and make sure 

those guys don’t follow you home.”

She reached out and grabbed fistfuls of his T-shirt near his collarbones, 

pulling him close until he was chest to chest with her. The soft swells of her breasts 

pressed against him and the minty scent of her hair, and hint of lilac on her skin 

teased his sensitive sense of smell. Everything within him went silent and still, 

fixated on the lush curve of her mouth so damn close to his he could feel the 

warmth of her breath.

“What I want is for you to come home with me.” Jess stood on her tiptoes 

and looked up into his face, the dark fringe of lashes around her eyes making the 

blue luminous. Her rapid pulse beat against his chest, taking over the rhythm until 

his matched the pace she set. For a second the world tilted sideways.

Ty’s gaze dropped to the silky, damp edge of her lips and he was lost. He 

dipped down and kissed her. Her lips were soft and willing, tasting of peppermint. 

She tasted so damn sweet, hot and spicy all at once. A warm, viscous heat flowed 

through his veins, coating and drowning out every other sensation until he was hot 

and hard at the same time.

Ty gripped the edge of the truck’s door frame, nearly denting the sheet 

metal with his fingertips. But he was determined to keep his hands to himself, even 

though they itched to touch her. Heat seeped through his shirt, the temperature 

difference amplified by the chill in the air. The kiss turned deeper, slicker, the 

tip of her tongue brushing against his. The spicy fragrance of female that spiked 

the air left no doubt she was aroused. When they broke apart, both of them were 

breathing hard, their breath creating misty white clouds.

“You sure about this?” He could control his body, but not the rough edge of 

his voice as he struggled to maintain composure. “I could follow you.”

Jess looked up at him, her dark lashes dropping a fraction, giving her a sultry 

look. “Hop in.”

He was smart enough not to argue with her, but that didn’t mean that the 

little voice of human reason in the back of his head wasn’t screaming loudly that 

this was stupid and rash. He should take his own vehicle so he didn’t get stuck who 

knew where. He didn’t know a damn thing about her. Couldn’t read her mind and 

certainly hadn’t asked enough questions. But this was a Mesmer, the wild Were 

instinct side of him shouted back. No one, Were especially, could blame him for 

responding so quickly and profoundly to her. And hell, he could always follow his 

nose and walk back if he needed to.

“Anything you say,” he answered. He waited until she climbed up into 

the cab, admiring the way the dark denim jeans hugged the curve of her ass, 

then closed the truck door and walked around the back of the pickup. An uneasy 

sensation raised the hairs on his skin. He glanced over his shoulder one last time to 

make sure they weren’t being followed.

About the Author:

Raised by a bibliophile who made the 

dining room into a library, Theresa has 

always been a lover of books and stories. 

First a writer for newspapers, then for 

national magazines, she started her first 

novel in high school, eventually enrolling

in a Writer's Digest course and putting the 

book under the bed until she joined

Romance Writers of America in 1993. In 

2005 she was selected as one of eleven

finalists for the American Title II contest,

the American Idol of books. She is married 

to the first man she ever went on a real date 

with (to their high school prom), who she 

knew was hero material when he suffered 

through having to let her parents drive, and 

her brother sit between them in the backseat of the car. 

They currently live in a Victorian house on a mini farm in the Pacific Northwest 

with their two children, three cats, two horses, an energetic mini-Aussie shepherd, 

a rabbit, parakeet and an out-of-control herb garden. 

You can find her online at her website or frequently on 

Twitter @Theresa_Meyers