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Diverse Book Tours presents my review of Kenya Wright’s No Ordinary Love

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No Ordinary Love

Kenya Wright

ISBN: B00O92Q34C

Publisher: Swoon Romance

Pages: 280

Genre: Interracial Erotic Romance

Release Date: December 29th, 2014

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Plot Summary:

Debt-ridden author Nyomi must complete her book on Tokyo’s underground sex industry in order to revive her stalled career. But first, she needs to get

permission from Kenji, head of the Japanese mafia who controls the red light district under his father’s watchful eyes. With one meeting, Kenji traps Nyomi in his gaze

and locks her into a deal—spend time with him during her three-week stay, and she will earn the access she needs in order to make her book a best seller.

But Kenji’s plans for Nyomi not only include allowing her a look around, but also a first-hand taste of the kinds of things that go on behind closed doors. And if Nyomi

isn’t careful, she just might find herself falling for Kenji, a man with many demons and a passion so dark, it could change everything you think you know about love.

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No Ordinary Love is a dark erotic romance from bestselling erotica author Kenya Wright.

 

My Review

Can I just say right now that THIS BOOK RIGHT HERE, No Ordinary Love, put 50 shades of Grey to absolute SHAME! like this would actually make a fantastic movie. the scenery, the backdrop is all just so gothic, and glamorous. The dark underbelly of the sex industry and the organized crime are the darkly gothic aspects, yet the courtship and the whole city in Japan was enviable, and glittery. (I want that damned diamond dress like what? give that to me right now thankyou) the story of Kenji and Nyomi is infinitely more interesting as well as better written than anything that happened between the pages of 50 shades of Grey!  I mean talk about control freak and a silly, danger courting chick that needed someone to drag her away!

I’m not a huge fan of BDSM books nor even the alpha male hero of the book since I generally don’t consider them heroes and I find the whole controlling dude thing scary as hell. so on that front, I’d say they were both crazy as hell and I want them both to be locked up LOL Kenji is absolutely screwed in the head and Nyomi just as much even more so.  Her back and forthing was only half sane since the rest of the time she was just making me want to strangle her for real. Still I could see how their backgrounds could make two people with such tattered mentalities and that much I had to give to the author, Kenya Wright. Their chemistry was scorching hot and thoroughly believable. not once did I feel like I was reading an amateur sexy times novel. no frigging way! Kenya Moore has a gift. and its a very saucy one. I had to fan myself a couple of times in the book, and my eyes brows were raised in a very school marmish way for most of it. I’m pretty sure I clutched my pearls throughout the entire book. If you want steamy, complicated, messy, raunchy romance? then don’t bother looking at anyone else, Kenya Wright is definitely the one!

I nearly forget to thank the author for giving so much insight into Japanese culture that I didn’t have before including but not limited to the very private sex industry. WOW! what an eye opener.

 

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Author Information

Biography

Writer. Lover. Foodie. Mother. Book Addict. Masturbator. Comedian. Super Hero. Blogger. Professional Adventurer.

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BPIC Promotions presents the release of Melinda Dozier’s Time Out, Valentine

by Melinda Dozier
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 21, 2015

Lexi’s life is one big dump. Or so she thinks. To keep her mind off her latest breakup, she stays busy with work. It’s no big deal, since writing for Time Out Portland Magazine is a blast…except for the one small snag – Grant Reeds.

Grant, a shy but sexy computer geek, is new to Time Out, working as the Networking Director for the online magazine. Even though Lexi thinks he doesn’t notice her, he sure as hell does. The owners have a plan for their upcoming Valentine’s Special, pairing up the two to explore romantic date ideas around the city.

Soon, Lexi and Grant learn that the old adage, “Opposites Attract,” can ring true.

Grant sipped his beer and surveyed the room around them—anywhere but at the siren next to him, with her fancy drink, an umbrella hanging off the side. Overhead lights strobed the room, gleaming in all directions. The DJ announced a new song and a new crowd rushed to the dance floor, leaving them more alone in the back of the room. Thank God.

It was stifling hot. He tugged his collar from his neck and rolled the sleeves of his white button-up. His glasses slid down his nose, forcing him to take them off and put them in his shirt pocket.

Luckily in that part of the room, the music wasn’t so loud that they had to scream to converse. He only raised his voice a fraction to ask her the question he’d been wondering since they set foot in the place. “So, you think this is romantic enough for a Valentine’s date?”

She batted her long lashes in his direction and smirked. “There’s low lights.”

“Yeah and loud music, people all around.” To help prove his point, someone bumped him in the back, pushing him closer to Lexi. His hand circled her waist and rested on her hip.

She sipped the drink, moving the umbrella with her other hand, then licked her lips. “It’s the place to be. All trendy couples find their way here.” She cocked her head. “What would make it more romantic? Kissing?”

A slow smile formed and he faced her. Not a bad idea. “Actually, yeah.” He placed his bottle on the table behind them, cracked his knuckles and stretched his neck.

She laughed nervously, putting her weight on another sexy as hell foot. “What? You’re gonna kiss me? For real?”

“We need romance.” He grabbed her cup and put it next to his bottle. His gaze dropped to her mouth.

“You kissing me won’t—”

He placed his thumb on her lips. “Shhh. Stop talking so we can be romantic.”

Melinda is a multi-published contemporary romance author with books from Crimson Romance, Swoon Romance and The Wild Rose Press and she’s represented by Dawn Dowdle of Blue Ridge Literary Agency. She lives in Guatemala, Central America with her husband/college sweetheart who brings “mucho amor” to her life. Melinda enjoys being the queen of her household and dreams of being pampered fully by her three boys once they are grown. Melinda’s guilty pleasures include reality t.v., traveling, blogging and playing Zynga games.

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An Interview with Ian Probert, author of Johnny Nothing + review

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I can’t tell you how much I’ve enjoyed reading Johnny Nothing! I giggled, laughed out loud, chuckled the entire book through. and still I felt sad, and touched in others. If you loved Lemony Snickett-type stories then please, I beg you read this book.
I even read some of it out loud to my fiance and he snorted with laughter too. I wish there were more books like this when I was a kid!
It was snarky, funny, oddly realistic at times, and it didn’t promise the most perfect ending ever but the bad guys got their just desserts and the good guys came out smelling like roses. I still want to adopt poor Johnny though!!
If there is a print copy I think I know my niece and nephews are totally getting one come birthday pressie time!!!

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Author biography

Ian Probert has been scribbling down words ever since he learned to spell the phrase: ‘Once upon a time…’. He is the author of Internet Spy, Rope Burns and a bunch of other titles. Internet Spy was a bestseller in the US and made into a TV film. Rope Burns is a book about why books shouldn’t be written about boxing. Ian has also written things for a shed load of newspapers and magazines. When Ian was a student he used to write lots of letters to the bank manager.

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INTERVIEW WITH THE AUTHOR

1-In less than 30 words, tell us about your book

Johnny Nothing’s psychopathic mother is stealing his inheritance. Learn why solicitors like handbags, why dead people are windier than the North Sea and what happens to you after you die.

2-How long did it take you to write it?
It took about four months. One month to actually write it and three to correct all the spelling mistakes. I’m a pretty fast writer. Years ago I locked myself away for a month and produced a 120,000 word novel. I didn’t leave the house and smoked millions of roll-ups. Of course, fast doesn’t necessarily indicate good. Neither does slow.

3-why did you write it? or better yet where did the plot idea come from?
It’s a long story. I was ill for probably 15 years and lost the ability to… Um… What’s the word? Concentrate. That’s it. Concentrate. I stopped writing and got very depressed and starting thinking a lot about death and the nature of the universe. Eventually people noticed I wasn’t myself and I found a doctor who was able to work out what was wrong with me. So after years of inactivity I was suddenly brimming with ideas. I wrote Johnny Nothing to amuse my 10-year-old daughter. I wanted to create someone that you could care about while still being able to laugh about his predicament. He’s probably me. Everybody I write about is probably me.

4-If you won the lottery, what is the first thing you would do?
After the drugs and debauchery I’d probably buy several million copies of Johnny Nothing to get it into an unassailable position in the Amazon charts. A bit like Charles Saatchi tried to do with his book. Allegedly. You have to say allegedly a lot these days whenever you write about anyone else online. I’d also hire an expensive lawyer so that I could make a certain person’s life a misery (you know who you are, you noxious little creep).

5-When did you realize that you wanted to be a writer professionally
My road to Damascus moment came during a hiking holiday in Damascus. Not really. It was a slow process. I wrote a lot at school and then after art college I became a sports and music journalist, as you do. I began to write longer and longer articles until eventually I realised they had grown into books. I’m afraid that everything came to me ridiculously easy: I got an agent straight away, a publisher came soon afterwards. It’s only as I’ve gotten older that I’ve realised how lucky I was. I think the older you get the harder it is to achieve any degree of success.

6-How did you come up with the title?
Do you know, I really have no idea whatsoever. I can’t even put my memory loss down to drugs or alcohol as I’m a completely clean bunny these days. Let’s say it came in a fit of perspiration.

7- Where can fans contact you/Are you on facebook or twitter?/Do you have a website?
I’m a good boy. I do everything they tell you to do. I have a website. I have a WordPress blog. I tweet. I Facebook. I (occasionally) Instagram. I Pin. I’m all over the shop, me. Although I never answer the phone and I don’t do selfies. I’m far too ugly.

8-If you could only pick two people, living or dead, famous or not, to read your book, who would they be and why?
Probably my dad. He died last year and as far as I know he never read anything I wrote, even though he gets a couple of chapters to himself in ‘Rope Burns’. We didn’t get on but for all his imperfections he had a staggeringly impressive persona. I’m like everyone else. I’m a middle-aged man who still wants to impress his dad. Except I never will now, which makes me immensely sad. I can’t tell you how much. The other person would have to be the devil. If you can make the devil laugh then you must be doing something right.

9- In one sentence, what advice would you give to an aspiring author?
Its ideas not words that make a good writer.

10-What would you name the autobiography of your life?
I’ve already written it! Rope Burns. (http://amzn.to/1zpTNkR – buy it now kids!). I was 37 when I wrote it. How arrogant is that? The autobiography of a guy who has done literally nothing whatsoever with his life.

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BPIC Promos presents the release of Shanna Hatfield’s Crumpets and Cowpies

Crumpets and Cowpies
by Shanna Hatfield
Series: Baker City Brides, #1
Genre: Historical/Western Romance
Release Date: January 15, 2015

Rancher Thane Jordan reluctantly travels to England to settle his brother’s estate only to find he’s inherited much more than he could possibly have imagined.

Lady Jemma Bryan has no desire to spend a single minute in Thane Jordan’s insufferable presence much less live under the same roof with the handsome, arrogant American. Forced to choose between poverty or marriage to the man, she finds herself traveling across an ocean and America to reach his ranch in Oregon.

“I agree, Weston. The longer we wrangle with this won’t make it any easier.” Thane looked to Jemma and she gave an almost imperceptible nod for him to continue. “I’ve taken into consideration Henry’s wishes, the needs of the children, and what would be most beneficial to all parties involved.”

When Thane paused, Jemma leaned forward, waiting. “And…?”

“I think Weston’s idea holds merit. In the vein of doing what is best for the children, I’m requesting the honor of your hand in marriage, Miss Bryan.”

“You are what?” Jemma rocked back so hard in her chair, it nearly tipped over. A most unladylike grab for the edge of the table is all that kept her upright. “How could I possibly marry you? I don’t love you. I can’t even claim to like you, Mr. Jordan. You are quite possibly the most maddening man I’ve ever met.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, honey. I sure didn’t take one gander at you and fall madly in love. You’re the most opinionated, obstinate, razor-tongued woman I’ve had the misfortune of encountering.” Thane held up a hand to silence her when she opened her mouth in rebuttal. “However, you love my brother’s children with a fierce devotion and I don’t want to take them away from you. What I propose is a marriage of convenience, in name only. Your sterling reputation will remain untarnished. As my wife, I’d provide for you, protect you, and share whatever I have with you. Everything except my bed.”

Jemma drew a deep breath, prepared to lambast him, but Thane’s stoney glare held a warning.

“Before you insult me further or push my patience beyond endurance, I encourage you to think over your next words very carefully. If you need time to consider my offer, I plan to spend the day at Henry’s office, going over his accounts. You can give me your answer this evening.”

Without waiting for her response, Thane rose from the table and strode from the room.

A hopeless romantic with a bit of sarcasm thrown in for good measure, Shanna Hatfield is a best-selling author of clean romantic fiction written with a healthy dose of humor. In addition to blogging and eating too much chocolate, she is completely smitten with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.

Shanna creates character-driven romances with realistic heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”

She is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, and Romance Writers of America.




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Elite Book Promotions presents my review of Seth Mullin’s Humanity’s Way Forward (Book 3)

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Book Description

Humanity’s Way Forward (The Edge of the Known: Book 3)

“The echoes of those scars can clearly be heard in Edge of the Known’s music. But one can also discern, quite distinctly, that other inexplicable thing that is within us all, the undying flame that transcends our wounds and sufferings…”

Brandon Chane had always seen life through the eyes of an outcast, a misfit, a young man at odds with the world and with himself. Now they’re calling him a wounded healer; a shamanic Pied Piper for the throngs of alienated youth; a thief of fire.

He wonders if he and his band can escape the claims that the world has suddenly laid upon them. But what about the cherished dream that he’s struggled so desperately to fulfill, the dream that finally seems to be coming to fruition?

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My Review

Seth Mullins is back with the 3rd book in his Edge of the Known series and he still has it!!! I love his style of writing from its clear, concise wording to the realistic imagery of a band on its rise to fame while trying to keep firmly grounded. I really liked the flawed main character, Brandon and his relationships with his bandmates especially Tommy.  It was easy for Seth to make Brandon a typical alpha jerk like alot people would have done, which annoys me but this author chose not to go that overdone, tired path. he made Brandon a protagonist I could get behind. He had a kind, thoughtfulness to him that added to creating a whole personality that was real for me. He wasn’t a goody two shoes or anything but it did make me enjoy the story even more. I would definitely recommend anyone looking for something out of the ordinary to read! 

About the Author
Seth
Seth Mullins writes visionary fiction that merges our invisible inner world with the waking world that we call ‘the real’.  His stories aim to reveal aspects of the deeper mysteries of reality and of our own souls.
His most recent project, The Edge of the Known trilogy, was largely inspired by his experiences as a twenty-something songwriter and performing musician. Seth has spent years in Connecticut, New Mexico and Oregon, and currently lives in Vermont.


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Diverse Book Tour Presents Thelonious Legend’s Sins of The Father Mini Tour

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Sins of The Father

Plot Summary:

This was going to be a special year for the Parker sisters. Eve was going to dominate in the classroom and on the basketball court.

Gwen was going to make the starting five and go down in history as the greatest prankster ever. Ana was going to do as little as possible.

But without warning, all three sisters gain extraordinary abilities that defy science… powers that come with a cost. Now all they want to do is make it through the school year without drawing any undue attention, while racing to find a cure before the side effects of their new abilities kill them. Eve’s temperament, Gwen’s fondness for pranks, and Ana’s predilection for money, however, are challenges they must overcome to achieve their goals. Because if they can’t, they’re dead…


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Biography

 

IT Professional by day, but by night I use my pen and pad as a canvas to explore questions of race, identity, privilege and class in a science fiction setting. Eclectic reader with a fondness for the classics and first generation Hip Hop snob. Don’t start none won’t be none! Philadelphia Eagles football fanatic and I also enjoy MMA from the safety of my couch. On the weekends you can find me wine drinking, rock climbing, fishing, or being an unpaid chauffeur to my daughters’ activities. Also I’m a snark purveyor and been making with the funny since it was called the ‘Dozens’. Get at me!

 

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BPIC Promos presents my review of Donna June Cooper’s Mostly Magic (Book 2 of the Kindling series)

by Donna June Cooper
Series: Books of the Kindling, #2

Publisher: Samhain Publishing

Cover Designer: Kanaxa

Genre: Contemporary Romance with a touch of Magic
Release Date: June 3, 2014

Books of the Kindling, Book 2

One terrifying premonition brings them together. Another will threaten their future.

Do dreams come true? Dr. Daniel Woodruff hopes they don’t, because his dreams predict a devastating future for him, for those he loves—and for the planet.

His latest premonition, which blows a huge crater in his eroding sanity, holds a singular horror—the loss of a wife and unborn child. Yet another reason he can let no one into his chaotic life, least of all a perky, persistent investigative reporter he finds simultaneously frustrating and fascinating.

Mel Noblett leaves no stone unturned in her one-woman crusade to save the environment. When a whistleblower in Italy proves too frightened to talk, Mel turns to a fall-back lead, an extremely eccentric, beekeeping professor who might just make the trip worthwhile.

Despite their instant attraction, Mel is relieved when Daniel keeps her at arm’s length. After all, she has a secret of her own—one that makes her preternaturally good at her job. And, when Daniel’s terrifying visions prove cannily accurate and begin to revolve around Mel—it is a gift that could put her life in danger.

Warning: Reluctant seer of a bleak future meets petite force of nature who lights up the heart of his darkness. Where there’s smoke, there could be an unpredictable blaze of passion, but the rewards are oh, so sweet…

Mel’s fingers flew as she folded the green origami paper and counted the children in the crowd. She needed two more frogs, in case they were all brave enough to approach Missy Twist for a souvenir.“And at last, the handsome prince deigned to kiss the rather homely-looking frog,” Cornelius Twist pronounced, not quite putting his lips on the very real, and very bored, amphibian in the bottom of the man-size cabinet. He then shut the doors with a dramatic flourish and turned the cabinet all the way around.

“What do you think happened to the frog?” her dad asked the audience.

A number of voices clamored for his attention, most of them children shouting that the frog turned into a beautiful princess of course, but one little girl insisted, rather loudly and as the other voices died down, that it turned into a prince.

Cornelius waggled his eyebrows at the crowd. “Not in this state, my lovely lady!” he quipped, and the adults in the crowd laughed. “No, this frog turned into a beautiful princess.” He swung open the door of the cabinet, and Heather emerged, looking rather like a bedraggled Snow White in her tattered red and gold outfit trimmed with bells and beads.

Perched on her head, which was already adorned with feathers and ribbons, was a rather lopsided and well-worn tiara with a few glass jewels missing.

Heather extended her hand regally, and he bowed to her as he helped her to the stage.

Mel laughed and clapped from her perch next to the stage, widening her eyes in excitement at the children in the crowd and then pointing to herself and nodding proudly, miming placing the tiara on her head as if she could be a princess too. It was all part of the show.

Heather’s outfit had been modeled after Mel’s, only where Mel’s was blue and silver to match her coloring, Heather’s dramatic black hair and pale skin had demanded the red and gold.

Heather hadn’t taken up the stage name that Mel had used—Missy Twist, daughter of Cornelius Twist. Mel’s dad had told Mel with a smirk that the name Heather used instead, Feather Head, suited her perfectly. But she was petite, flexible, coordinated and wonderful with the kids.

A little girl wandered up the aisle to where Mel sat on the steps leading to the stage, and Mel took one of the green origami frogs and hopped it toward her. It landed in the grass at the tot’s feet, and she scooped it up and carried it to her father, who was already en route to retrieve the brave explorer.

As the little girl waved goodbye, Mel hunched her shoulders and wiggled her fingers under her chin in her trademark “Missy” wave and was startled by a sudden emotional surge from somewhere in the audience.

Love.

Oh, it was much more than that. Amusement. Relief. Excitement. Pleasure. The zing of arousal, and the first tentative stirrings of love. Someone out there was falling in love right this minute, and once she recovered from the initial rush, Mel let the emotions seep into her. What a wonderful feeling: that first swell of realization, when you look into someone’s eyes and suddenly know.

She looked up and saw a familiar pair of chocolate-brown eyes.

Daniel stood at the rear of the audience, leaning against a support post with his arms folded, watching the show—smiling with that beautiful, warm grin of his.

When he realized she’d spotted him, he held up a gloved hand.

Something tingled through her and curled up in her middle, bubbling happily. He’d followed her. All the way down here.

A warm flush heated her cheeks. Surely that surge of emotion couldn’t have come from him. The audience was packed after all. But he had followed her.

She scooped up her basket of origami frogs and flounced up the stairs, dashing over to Heather, who was still showing off for the kids, and grabbing the tiara off her head. Heather shrieked in dismay as Mel jammed it on her own head, stuck out her tongue, twirled and dashed backstage with Heather trailing feathers in pursuit.

“What’s up?” Heather asked without missing a beat. They had done that routine before, but it had been a while.

“Are you doing ‘Assistant’s Revenge’ for the closing?”

Heather nodded, looking over to where the cabinet for that illusion stood.

“I’m going to join you guys for this one, the way we did it a couple of years ago, remember?” Mel placed a black velvet cape on a hook next to the stage entrance.

Heather nodded.

“I have a friend in the audience I want to surprise. Can you hand out the frogs and tell Dad…tell him my prince just showed up?”

Heather blinked, then smiled. “Sure, hon. You don’t know how much I appreciate you rushing down here in case I couldn’t make it. I am so sorry for the trouble.”

Mel waved her off. “Actually, I think you did me a favor.” He followed me!

Her dad didn’t seem surprised when she pushed the appliance onto the stage for the final illusion, the ratty tiara still on her head and a mischievous expression on her face. The audience loved it as he went through the long, exaggerated routine of persuading her to stop showing off and climb into the device, then chaining her in and putting her head and arms into a wooden stock.

The story involved how he was locking her, his innocent but rather rebellious daughter, away to keep her safe. She gave him a hard time about the whole thing, pointing out that other fathers didn’t lock up their daughters, especially princesses, to which he responded that other fathers turned their daughters into frogs every night, especially the ones who went about stealing tiaras.

Usually the assistant and magician changed places as the magician pulled a curtain all the way around the device, but this time, as her dad pulled the curtain, she slipped out past Heather, who took over pulling the curtain as her dad took her place in the device. It was all accomplished so smoothly that the curtain kept moving the entire time they changed positions. The audience was surprised when Heather appeared pulling the curtain, and her father appeared chained and padlocked in the device.

Mel threw on the hooded black velvet cape and sprinted out, then walked sedately among the passersby in the lane to the rear of the audience, so no one would notice her.

“Who did this to me?” her dad yelled, rattling the chains and making the padlocks jump in the stocks.

“Not I, oh wonderful Master Cornelius,” Heather said sweetly, waving the skeleton key in front of her where Master Cornelius couldn’t see it but the audience could. They laughed and snickered in reaction. “I would never lock you up and throw away the key. Even though you have folded me into a tiny box, and stabbed me with swords, and cut me in half, and—” as the list grew longer, Heather began to lose the sweet tone in her voice and sound like an angry harridan, “—stretched me, and twisted me. But maybe I should have.”

Mel stepped behind Daniel and pulled off her cape, tossing it over his shoulder as the laughter died down.

“Hold this for me, please, sir?” she said as he spun around.

“How do you do that?” he asked, laughing.

“Mostly magic,” she whispered, wiggling her fingers under her chin and stepping out from behind him.

I devoured Mostly Magic within 2 days!! I couldn’t stop reading it! then I was sad when it was over too fast for my liking:(. Daniel and Mel’s relationship, like Nick and Grace’s in the first book, was believable, sweet, and fairly well developed. But the best part of the book is the PLOT! The plot and the way it developed and was resolved was extremely well done by the author. Considering the premise- scientist who dreams the future sees an apocalyptic future awaiting mankind- the plot does NOT meander, it remains steady, true, and strong. I’m trying not to give any spoilers but there is a big reveal that’s NOT a flaky tying up loose ends that weakens the writing that comes before it! The reveal connects the wider mankind dooming vision with the smaller (emotional and individual) visions that were scattered throughout.
I also enjoyed how the familial relationship between Grace and Daniel stayed true as well the friendly brotherly bantering between Nick and Daniel. While I personally would have preferred Jamie, the neighbor and all-around Woodruff assistant introduced in the first book, to remain gender-neutral, the author didn’t change the character with no explanation instead she explained the change as a.product of growing up and having different goals.
I also enjoyed how characters introduced in the first book grew and were expanded in this book and new characters introduced were not caricatures or slap-dash. World-building was also well done as more books in the series could definitely be written without succumbing to triteness at cliches.
In conclusion,5 stars. Would definitely re-read and recommend!
Book 1: More Than Magic

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When she’s not being dragged down the sidewalk by her Jack Russell (if you know Jacks, you understand), Donna June Cooper is belly dancing (shiny!), reading (three books at once), writing (of course!) or complaining about the heat (no matter the temperature). A child of the Appalachians who was transplanted to Texas by her Italian husband, Donna returns to her mountain roots as often as possible, and takes her readers with her in her Books of the Kindling.


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Lola’s Blog Tours presents my review of Sahar Sabati’s Chills:A Short Story Collection

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by Sahar Sabati

Genre: Suspense
Age Category: Adult
Release Date: 17 October 2013

Blurb:
The same people are impossibly spotted in two different places at once; a man considers murdering the husband of a woman he loves; while driving home very early in the morning, a driverless car appears out of the fog and follows two sisters home. Fear of the unknown, emotional intensity, and plain old creepiness will give you chills long after you have finished reading the seven stories in this collection.

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My Review

The short stories in this collection were really well written and I truly enjoyed reading each of them. Some of them were heartbreaking as in the case with Karma, but each were thought provoking and might not give you a horror movie type chill but it did make you think or raised the little hairs on the back of your neck after you from overthinking. It was very Bradbury-esque. One or 2 of them might even keep you up late at night as you let it simmer in your pysche but every single one of the short stories in Sahar Sabati’s Chills was a pleasure to read. I would definitely recommend.

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The author of Spirit Within Club and Chills: A Short Story Collection, Sahar was born the first of three siblings and the first of eight cousins who grew up together. Thrust in the role of head of the brood at a very early age, she honed her imagination by creating stories and plotlines the eight of them could play to all summer long. But soon, her interest in the paranormal took its toll on said brood. Worried on the long-term effects (as well as potential therapy costs) of this continual exposure to increasingly scary stories her oldest was (too) expertly weaving for their terrified ears, her mother gave her a typewriter – and a writer was born. Many books, a couple of screenplays, countless short stories, numerous essays, two blogs, and one Facebook page later, Sahar joined the ranks of Blogcritics, delving into the world of reviews.

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BPIC Promos presents New Cover Re-reveals for Rebecca York’s Book Series

The Decorah Security Series

and The Off-World Series

by Rebecca York
 
 
 
 
 
The Off-World Series
 
 
 
 
The Off-World Series
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A New York Times, USA Today, and Publishers Weekly best-selling and award-winning author, Rebecca has written over 145 books and novellas. In 2011 she became the dozenth author to receive the Romance Writers of America Centennial Award for having written 100 romantic novels. Her Killing Moon was a launch title for Berkley’s Sensation imprint in June 2003. Five more books in the series have followed.

Rebecca has authored or co-authored over 65 romantic thrillers, many for Harlequin Intrigue’s very popular 43 Light Street series, set in Baltimore, and many with paranormal elements.

Her many awards include two Rita finalist books. She has two Career Achievement awards from Romantic Times: for Series Romantic Suspense and for Series Romantic Mystery. And her Peregrine Connection series won a Lifetime Achievement Award for Romantic Suspense Series.

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BPIC Promos presents Donna June Cooper’s More than Magic Book Blitz + Review

by Donna June Cooper

Series: Books of the Kindling, #1

Publisher: Samhain Publishing

Cover Designer: Kanaxa

Genre: Contemporary Romance with a touch of Magic
Release Date: February 4, 2014

A malignant secret could turn her mountain sanctuary into their tomb.

DEA agent Nick McKenzie is sure magic exists—a dangerous drug called Smoky Mountain Magic that’s wreaking havoc on the streets of Atlanta. He’s also sure that locating and eliminating the source could mean his death.

When he arrives undercover on Woodruff Mountain, the beautiful owner’s anxious attempts to scare him off tell him something’s afoot, and it’s not her secret patch of a rare, ancient species of ginseng.
As her dream of seeking medicinal plants in the Amazon fades into the distance, Grace Woodruff struggles to come to terms with an inherited magical gift she didn’t want, and searches desperately for the meaning behind her late grandfather’s final, cryptic message.

The last thing she needs underfoot is a handsome, enigmatic writer recovering from a recent illness. Until an accidental touch unleashes a stunning mystical force and Grace senses the wrath of a malicious blight at the heart of the mountain. Now she must choose between her need to hide her gift from the world…and her desire to save Nick’s life.

Warning: This book contains a fiery redhead whose magic cannot be contained and a handsome DEA agent whose final case might give him a second chance at life.

“So—Granny Lily?” he asked again.Grace took a deep breath. “Granny Lily was a healer—an Appalachian Granny Woman. A witch.”

“Witch?” he paused a moment, digesting the word. “You’re kidding, right?”

Grace shook her head and started walking away from the cemetery and back into the meadow. “Granny Witches weren’t witches in the sense we think of today. They were the midwives and healers of the community. For folks isolated up in these mountains with no medical care, they were the doctors.”

Nick followed behind, taking a quick sip of his champagne. “Witch doctor?”

She grinned at him. “Well, yes. In the sense that a witch doctor is the healer in their community. The shaman. The expert in herbal medicine.”

“Witch doctor,” he repeated.

“It’s a tradition that’s passed down in families. In this case from mother to daughter to granddaughter. One woman per generation,” Grace went on. “Some claim it goes back to ancient times.”

Nick stopped. “So, are you—”

She faced him. “What?”

“A witch?”

Nick watched Grace smile and hold out her glass. “Hang on to this for me.”

Nick stared at it for a moment, wondering why she didn’t just answer “no”. Then he took it carefully, holding the bottle under his arm.

Shaking out the blanket, Grace laid it on the grass and knelt down, holding her hands up for her glass and the bottle, which he handed over.

“Sit,” she said smiling up at him. “Pretend it’s a picnic.”

As if on cue, Pooka ran to see what they were up to. When he realized no food was involved, he resumed scouting the edges of the meadow.

Nick paused, wondering if he should make a dash for his SUV and get off this mountain while he still could. But something made him sit.

“So,” he took a deep breath, as if he was about to set foot on some strange new world he didn’t understand. “Witch?”

She twisted sideways, managing to sit gracefully on the blanket without spilling a drop of champagne. He was beginning to wonder if she had faked being tipsy.

“Remember, I said not in the ‘double, double toil and trouble’ kind of way.”

“So, no cauldrons or eye-of-newt things going on?”

“Well, actually, the old cauldron you see in the front yard of a lot of Southern homes used to mean there was a Granny Witch in the house, but—”

“Don’t you have one of those in your garden? Full of flowers?”

She smiled. “You noticed! Yes. Like that. But no evil spells or hexes.”

“So you are a witch?”

“Well, no. I was talking about Granny Lily. I’m—” She stopped, suddenly thoughtful.

“So, you’re not a witch?”

“You know, I’m not sure.”

Nick frowned and drained the rest of his champagne, holding out his glass. She poured it full and sat the bottle on the ground beside the blanket.

“I would think you would notice something like that,” he said. Of course she’s a witch McKenzie, she’s had you under her spell since she met you.

“Look, I probably shouldn’t have used that word. People don’t know about the Granny Witch tradition at all, and they automatically think black cats and broomsticks and pointy hats. It was mostly about herbal medicine and midwifery.”

“Can you deliver a baby?” he asked.

“Well, certainly.”

“And you practice herbal medicine.”

“Yes.”

“Sounds like you’re qualified. Maybe over qualified.”

“It’s not that simple. Some of them did divination and water dowsing. It’s a tradition requiring training and practice. The Granny Witch passes down all her lore to her designated successor and teaches her everything she knows.”

Grace looked off toward the cemetery and he followed her gaze. The headstones were just distant shapes in the moonlight.

“So your mother— No, that’s your father’s side of the family.”

“Exactly. And anyway, the tradition stopped with Granny Lily. She quit practicing and didn’t pass it on to any other female relative.”

“But you said she’s been wandering into your dreams. Does she wander anywhere else?” He looked around them at the silvered meadow and the dark trees, but nothing seemed menacing—just the opposite.

“No. Only in my rather intense dreams. And I’m honestly not sure what she’s trying to tell me.”

He tried to figure out where she was going with all this. Maybe it was the wine. “Well, it sounds like it might be a good thing for your bottom line. You could get additional business these days just by saying you were the descendant of a shaman or medicine woman. I wouldn’t use the word ‘witch’ though, even if they don’t burn them anymore.”

“Why did you say that?” she asked in a sharp tone. In the moonlight, her eyes shimmered green and her pale face was almost translucent, surrounded by flyaway tendrils of dark red. She might be a witch, but she was the most captivating witch he had ever seen.

“What? What did I say?”

“About burning?”

“Well, they used to— Didn’t they? I mean—”

“That was in a completely different culture. Here the Granny Witch was essential in the community. The people of these mountains were nothing like that. Granny Lily was burned accidentally.”

“She was— What?”

Grace picked up the bottle and poured her glass full, then downed it without ceremony and was about to pour another.

“Whoa. Slow down there.” He took the bottle and her glass gently and set them both in the grass. “Now, what’s this about burning? Your granny was burned?”

Grace let out a long breath. “Great-great-great. And yes. Accidentally. In a fire.”

“She wasn’t killed though. The headstone said—”

“No. Badly burned. Disfigured. She lived a long life.”

“A very long life, if I read the stone right.” He connected some dots and took a guess. “This was the fire that started that feud you were talking about, with your neighbors.”

“Yes. But it was an accident. A bunch of Taggarts and other people were gathered outside the cabin and things got out of hand. One of the Taggarts threw a rock at my Grandpa Zach. It broke a window, and knocked over an oil lamp onto Granny Lily’s dress.”

“An oil lamp.”

“It was terrible. It didn’t destroy the cabin, but she was horribly burned. Everyone thought she wouldn’t make it, but she recovered. Only, after that, she was rarely seen by anyone outside of the family. And when she was, she was covered head to toe, even wearing gloves on the hottest summer days. We have a family portrait with her in it, but only half of her face is showing.”

“That is tragic. What started the rock throwing?”

“A misunderstanding.”

“About?”

“A patient.”

“Someone died?”

“No. Someone lived.”

More than Magic, The first book in the Kindling series was HIGHLY enjoyable.
A small cast of characters made it easy to get familiar with the world and invested in their fates. I really liked Nick and Grace and their interactions were believable and well written.The real gem is Jamie- as a spare character she was well Developed and the little bit of social commentary was completely relevant and necessary- its sometimes easier to be a smart boy than a smart girl.

The novel was also wonderfully descriptive re: nature scenes without getting too bogged with excessive or unnecessary details. Also I loved that the author didn’t put too much slang/dialect for the mountain folk.
Without giving any spoilers, I can tell you that the real antagonist was a major surprise.
In conclusion, I would give the novel 5 stars, would recommend, and would read again.

Book 2: Mostly Magic
Pre-Order Book 3: Making Magic

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When she’s not being dragged down the sidewalk by her Jack Russell (if you know Jacks, you understand), Donna June Cooper is belly dancing (shiny!), reading (three books at once), writing (of course!) or complaining about the heat (no matter the temperature). A child of the Appalachians who was transplanted to Texas by her Italian husband, Donna returns to her mountain roots as often as possible, and takes her readers with her in her Books of the Kindling.