Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Teaser: Muscle Memory by Stylo Fantôme

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Her lips, the way she feels, how she moves against me. Her voice when she laughs, her eyes when she cries. Her soul connected to mine, for better or for worse, for all eternity.

I don't remember.

A blank face. Unrecognizable. The darkness and impenetrable fog, day after day after day. Who am I? And for that matter, who is she?

I can't remember.

Two sides to the same coin – one wants to remember, and the other wants to stay forgotten. Which side will win? Can he trust his heart to bring him back to her? Or will she stay lost in the fog forever?

I might never remember.

warning: features adult themes

Sunday, August 20, 2017

The Secret (Irin Chronicles #3) by Elizabeth Hunter

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Only when the darkness falls can you see the light of the stars.

For thousands of years, the scribes and singers of the Irin race have existed to protect humanity and guard the gifts of the Forgiven. They have lived in the shadows. They have kept their secrets.

But the Irin aren’t the only race with secrets.

Ava and Malachi have found each other, but wounds as deep as theirs don’t heal overnight. While the Irin world struggles to correct the power imbalance left by the Rending of the Irina, Malachi and Ava struggle to connect their past with their present.

The Fallen may scheme, but Ava has found her power and refuses to be an angel’s pawn. And while Malachi may have forgotten his history, the scribe’s relentless search for answers leads both him and his mate to the heart of the Irin power structure in Vienna, where knowledge is guarded more closely than gold and those with power will do anything to keep it.

Malachi and Ava have survived the darkness, but will they ever discover its secrets? A powerful cabal of the Fallen may hold the answers, but to surrender them, it wants the Irin race to finally face their enemies. Both those coming from the outside, and those raging within.

THE SECRET is the third book in the contemporary fantasy series, the Irin Chronicles, and the conclusion of Ava and Malachi’s journey.


The Secret was not good. I was hoping for a fun epic ending to this series and instead I got an annoying, not surprising, confusing ending to things. Some slight spoilers ahead.

The Secret picked up where the last story left off and Ava...turned into this weak, lame girl. She was afraid of everything, afraid to use her powers cause she might hurt someone, just super lame! I was like what happened to her? I know she was shutting down because Malachi was dead, but he is back and...I didn't get it. I didn't understand why she was suddenly so weak and poor me.

Then she gets back to more her normal self and it was just okay. There were a lot of "surprises" that weren't surprises. They were all obvious and I couldn't figure out why the other characters didn't see what was happening or whatever until it was revealed and then they were all shock! What?! For example Malachi and Ava move into a place in a city and a cat shows up. It is noted how gold the cat's eyes are so I thought oh, it is one of the fallen. That is cool they can change to look like animals also. Only no one ever thought about that! No one. Not until later when the cat changes into the fallen and Ava is all no way!?! I didn't know the cat was you!?! When it was obvious to me the entire time. Or at least I would have thought how odd it was that the cat has the same color eyes as the fallen...There were so many instances of this it annoyed me.

Also I don't really understand why there was such a big deal made about Ava. Yeah she was part of one of the surprises, but to save the day they didn't need her except to lure the one fallen angel to where they wanted. Other than that it could have been anyone so...She didn't even do that much in the end. She was told special words that would help, but they could have told any Singer that and it would have been the same result. So she was just a lure. And that was...disappointing. Plus the big surprise at the end and how everyone was so upset and broken by it...I didn't like. I might be heartless, but if there are bad people I will take them out regardless of who they are/how old they are. So yeah. I didn't enjoy this final chapter to this story. I was hoping for a fun, epic battle and I got scared Ava, then lots of not-surprising surprises, and a lackluster showdown.

Rating: ★ ★

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Bait by Jade West

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A stranger online. Dark hair and even darker eyes that knew my dirty desires before I did.
A fantasy that should never be spoken. But he pulled the confession from me.
And now he’s coming for me.
Rough. Dirty. Dangerous.
It’s supposed to be one night to get me off and make me forget.
He’ll make me his and I’ll pretend I don’t want him to.
I’ll run and he’ll chase.
Because I asked him for this.
I begged him for this.
Tonight, in the darkness, he’s the hunter.
And I’m the bait.

About the Author:

Jade has increasingly less to say about herself as time goes on, other than the fact she is an author, but she’s happy with this fact.

Living in imaginary realities and having a legitimate excuse for it is really all she’s ever wanted.

Jade is as dirty as you’d expect from her novels, and talking smut makes her smile.

She lives in the Herefordshire countryside with a couple of hounds and a guy who’s able to cope with her inherent weirdness.

She has a red living room, decorated with far more zebra print than most people could bear and fights a constant battle with her addiction to Coca-Cola.

Friday, August 18, 2017

Beard in Mind (Winston Brothers #4) by Penny Reid

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Beau Winston is the nicest, most accommodating guy in the world. Usually.
Handsome as the devil and twice as charismatic, Beau lives a charmed life as everyone’s favorite Winston Brother. But since his twin decided to leave town, and his other brother hired a stunning human-porcupine hybrid as a replacement mechanic for their auto shop, Beau Winston’s charmed life has gone to hell in a handbasket.

Shelly Sullivan is not nice and is never accommodating. Ever.
She mumbles to herself, but won’t respond when asked a question. She glares at everyone, especially babies. She won’t shake hands with or touch another person, but has no problems cuddling with a dog. And her damn parrot speaks only in curse words.

Beau wants her gone. He wants her out of his auto shop, out of Tennessee, and out of his life.

The only problem is, learning why this porcupine wears her coat of spikes opens a Pandora’s box of complexity—exquisite, tempting, heartbreaking complexity—and Beau Winston soon discovers being nice and accommodating might mean missing out on what matters most.


Beard in Mind was such a wonderful read. I was hooked from the very start and now I think I need to go re-read the Neanderthal books since I know Shelly now. I want to see the glimpse we got of her in those books and see how the interactions might be a bit different than what I remember. This is a new all time favorite reads.

Shelly comes across as not the nicest person. She is rude, she won't shake your hand, she glares at people, she just doesn't fit in Tennessee. She doesn't fit in a lot of places. I loved Shelly so so much. I...fall in love with characters in books all the time. Sometimes I wish they were real so I could hang out with them, etc, but they somehow are still characters in books. I never really noticed that until this story. Until I read Shelly. Shelly feels real. More real than just about anyone I have ever read. I don't know anyone like her in real life, she doesn't remind me of myself, but she is so real. I don't know if that will make sense, but it is true. Like I love most of Penny's works, her characters always feel realistic, but Shelly is more real than that. I feel like I know Shelly. I get her. I understand how she works even if I have never had the same issues that she has. I got her. She was subtle and understated a bit in her interactions with others, it was hard for others to get a read on her, but she also jumped off the page and was there. There is no ignoring Shelly. 

Besides Shelly leaping off the page at me I also loved so much how Penny dealt with the things Shelly is dealing with. How she wrote her and it was not cute and quirky. It was serious and an issue for her, but she deserves love also. She deserves to find her happily ever after. When I first met Shelly, and then Cletus, I thought the two of them would be perfect together. They would be odd together and it would be wonderful. Since reading this story I realized how wrong I really was. Cletus would be terrible for Shelly. She needs Beau, or someone like him. Someone that sees her, that wants to help and champions her on. That wants her for her, as she is, even if that is difficult at times. It was wonderful to read. 

Now Beau I never really thought much about in the prior books. He was there, the friendly guy everyone got along with. He was just fine. Nothing wrong with him, I liked him, but I wasn't eagerly anticipating his story like some of the other brothers. When I got it I would be happy with it, but I could wait as well. And man did he surprise me in this story. I should have been waiting for his story like all the others. I loved how his depth, his layers, were slowly revealed. How there is so much more to Beau than a pretty face and easy smile. How he is deeper than that. It was surprising in the best of ways. Really this whole story was. I cannot say enough good things about it. I loved Shelly, I loved Beau, and I loved Shelly with Beau. These two have some ups and downs, but together they can get through it. And that ending! Oh, I teared up because it was so happy touching. I had the same thing happen with the knitting ladies, and I always wished I were a part of their group, but now I want to be in the Winston clan. I want to be a part of that. I love them all so much and I can't wait for the rest of the brothers' stories. I am sure they will be just as wonderful as these first ones have been.

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★


She’d taken the sofa, in her own house, and given me the bed. That didn’t make a lick of sense.

I crouched next to her, threading my fingers into the silky hair at her temples. “Honey.”


I bent to whisper, “Shelly.”


“I’m going to carry you to your bed. I’ll take the sofa.”


I grinned at her soft noises, at the untroubled expression on her face, and how her brow—even in sleep—still looked regal and stern.

Sliding my arms under her legs and shoulder, I picked her up. And, unfortunately, that woke her up.

She jerked in my arms. “What are you doing?”

“I’m taking you to the bed.”

“Don’t do that.”

“I don’t mind, I’ll take the sofa.” Our mouths were just inches apart, and hers was distracting.

She squirmed. “Put me down.”

Sighing unhappily, I did. I set her on her feet next to the couch. The blanket pooled at her feet and I stepped back to give her some space. It was dark, but I could see her just fine, and that meant I had to force my eyes to remain above her neck. The woman was wearing two pathetic scraps of fabric as pajamas. A thin little tank top and shorts. That’s it.

I set my jaw and turned to the side, waiting for her to walk past.

“Where are you?”

I glanced at her and realized she couldn’t see at all. She didn’t have a hand out, but the way her eyes were moving about the room gave away her blindness.

“I’m here.” I didn’t touch her, because if I did, I wouldn’t want to stop.

Shelly turned her head in my direction and took a deep breath. Still she didn’t reach for me. I didn’t know the specifics of what to expect after her Friday session, but I recalled Dr. West saying something about Shelly doing self-guided ERP exercises over this week.

“Can you see?” She licked her lips, her voice sandpapery. “Because I can’t see at all. It’s so dark.”

“I can see.” Unbidden, my eyes dropped to her body, to the swell of her breasts, the panel of bare stomach, the curve of her hips. Pinpricks of heat raised over my skin and I curled my hands into fists.

She shuffled forward and I caught her before she bumped into me, setting my hands gently at her waist.

“Let me take you to your room.” My voice was rough, for obvious reasons.

Saying nothing, she brought her hand to my forearm, her body gently colliding with mine. And then her hand on my arm slid up my bicep to my shoulder.

“Shelly.” I was running out of breath.

“I like this.”


“Touching you.”

Oh fuck.

I held still and endured her hands moving over my body, down the front of my shirt, stopping at the hem, then pushing it up.

“Take this off.”

I did. I pulled the T-shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor.

We stood there, facing each other in the dark, not touching. Despite the session on Friday and the progress that had been made, I realized she wasn’t quite there yet. Dr. West was right, Friday was just a step, the first step. Shelly wasn’t able to initiate contact. Not yet.

Her hands balled into fists and she swayed forward, her breath struggling little puffs.

If anything was going to happen tonight, I had to initiate it. I had to be the one to touch first.

God, how I wanted her. How I wanted her above me, beneath me, surrounding me. But how could I?

“I know why I hesitate,” her voice was breathless, “but why do you hesitate?”

“Lots of reasons.”

“Give me one.”

“I don’t want to you use you.”

“I wish you would.”

That pulled a laugh from me, just a small relief from the mounting tension. My eyes moved over her body, an undeniable impulse to devour the sight of her, her legs, stomach, chest, then up her neck to her lips.

“You asked me on Saturday if sex was a big deal for me, or if it was you. The answer is both.”

She held very still, and I got the sense she was holding her breath, straining to listen.

“You are a big deal to me. I don’t want a fling. I don’t want a flirtation. I want promises.”

“What can I promise you?”

That you’ll love me. That I’ll be your priority.

She shifted her weight from foot to foot. A spike of anxiety that she might leave me like this had me acting without forethought. I lifted my hands to her waist again and immediately, her fingertips skimmed over skin of my lower stomach in response, making my muscles tense in hot anticipation. She grew more assertive as she caressed my sides, abdomen, ribs, chest, shoulders, and then back down.

Shelly stepped closer, a hint of thrilling contact between her breasts and my torso, and all the words and worries melted from my mind, died on my tongue, suffocated by the feel of her body, and the possibility of this moment.

Her finger hooked in the waistband of my jeans. “Take these off.” Her hand turned, her fingers and palm cupping me over my zipper.

Instinctively, I pressed myself into her touch even as I grabbed her wrist.

“Beau, I promise—”

She didn’t get to speak, because I kissed her, hard and wild, unbuttoning and unzipping my fly with one hand and bringing her palm inside my boxers with the other.

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About the Author:
PennyReidPenny Reid is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Winston Brothers and Knitting in the City series. When she’s not immersed in penning smart romances, Penny works in the biotech industry as a researcher. She’s also a full time mom to three diminutive adults, wife, daughter, knitter, crocheter, sewer, general crafter, and thought ninja.

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Thursday, August 17, 2017

The Singer (Irin Chronicles #2) by Elizabeth Hunter

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When you've lost everything you love, how do you fight the darkness?

Ava left Istanbul with a new identity, new name, and new magic she could barely control. Laid low by Malachi's sacrifice, she searches for help from the fabled Irina. But will the secretive women of the Irin race welcome or shun her? Ava's origins are still a mystery, and her powers are darker than any they've encountered before.

The Irin world hangs in the balance. And as the children of angels battle their own demons, ancient rivalries among the Fallen threaten to wreak havoc on earth.

Thousand of miles away, a warrior wakes with no memory of his identity or his people. Stumbling though the dark and twisted schemes of fallen angels, ravenous Grigori, and even his own leaders, he must find a way back to the one thing he remembers. A single voice calls him. Malachi has one mission.

"Come back to me."

THE SINGER is the second book in the Irin Chronicles, a contemporary fantasy series from Elizabeth Hunter, author of the Elemental Mysteries.


The Singer was a good read, but I didn't enjoy it as much as the first book. Why? Well there was too much conversation for me. If you read my review of book 1 you know I am not a fan of how this author writes conversations, so the plethora of them in this story made it just okay for me.

I did notice a reason why I might not like the conversations so much. It reads more like a questionnaire or something. One character will say something, the other will say "why?" or "How?" or some one word question, then the first would explain why they thought what they did or whatever. It was like I was going down a checklist while I was reading it and I didn't care for it. I don't know that anyone else really has an issue with this.

There was also a lot of telling of history in this chapter which...I didn't honestly care that much about. I was more interested in Malachi trying to find Ava again and Ava trying to survive without him. Watching Ava try and learn to control her powers and mourn. I really loved Malachi in this one. Because he doesn't remember a lot of who he is and what he does it was fun watching him learn. Watching him try to find Ava even though he doesn't really remember her. He just knows she needs him and he has to find her. He was really sweet.

Now there is something big brewing in this one that we get to see more glimpses of. Something that I can't wait to see how it turns out in the next book. Ava and Malachi are apparently something special so I am excited to see how it all turns out.

Rating: ★ ★ ★

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

The Scribe (Irin Chronicles #1) by Elizabeth Hunter

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Hidden at the crossroads of the world, an ancient race battles to protect humanity, even as it dies from within.

Ava Matheson came to Istanbul looking for answers, but others came looking for her. A reckless warrior guards her steps, but will Malachi’s own past blind him to the truth of who Ava might be? While ancient forces gather around them, both Ava and Malachi search for answers.

Whispering voices. Deadly touch. Their passion should be impossible... or it could be the only thing that will keep them alive.

THE SCRIBE is the first book in the Irin Chronicles, the new paranormal romance series from Elizabeth Hunter, author of the Elemental Mysteries.


The Scribe was much better than I was expecting it to be. I have read a few of the authors other books and didn't care for them so when this was the pick for my book club this month I wasn't expecting to enjoy it. And at first I thought I wouldn't. The prologue with lots of dialogue just didn't work for me. Really I don't like how the author writes her dialogue and I am not sure why. It feels off to me so it bothers me. But then we got into the story and I did enjoy it (as long as it wasn't large texts of just dialogue). It was fun and different and there were a lot of thing to like about it. 

Ava has always heard voices. Not like she is crazy and hears voices in her head, but that she hears a voice coming from every person she is near. It is always speaking the same language, but it is a language she doesn't understand and cannot find. Her mom worries about her, tries to do everything to keep her safe, but nothing has helped her with these voices. 

When she arrives in Istanbul things start to change. She meets Malachi whom she thinks is the guard her step-father employed to watch over her. She is drawn to him and she isn't sure why. But does he feel the same? And what is going on with all these other people that keep following her? Will she be able to find the answers she is looking for here? 

I really loved Malachi and the backstory there. What was going on, who all the players were and their history. I especially loved how touch played into the story. It was not something sexual, but something everyone needs, but have been without for so long. I don't want to give everything away, but it was really interesting. This is probably the first book with this kind of theme that I have enjoyed. And I can't wait to read the next ones to see what happens next. 

Rating: ★ ★ ★1/2

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon

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My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world. I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Carla.

But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see him. He’s tall, lean and wearing all black—black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and a black knit cap that covers his hair completely. He catches me looking and stares at me. I stare right back. His name is Olly.

Maybe we can’t predict the future, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly. It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster.


Everything, Everything is one of those books that I have heard so many wonderful things about and I started reading and kept thinking am I reading a different book than everyone else? Why does everyone love this so much? I don't get it. Note: Spoilers ahead!!! If you don't want to know how the story ends don't read on!!

So this story started off and before I knew it I was already 35% of the way through the story and thinking how has that much passed already? Nothing is happening....it felt very light on substance so I didn't really connect with Maddy or her mom or caregiver or Olly or anyone. I don't know why, but it just felt like there wasn't much there. 

Then Olly and Maddy start hanging out which is better I guess, but still very light. Then the story completely lost me as I kept thinking I hope this is not going to be a story where the girl is not really sick right? The way it was written I kept thinking this is so lame! I wanted to see how a story between a girl with a disease where she can't go outside and the boy next door would play out. What would happen? I don't know. As soon as Maddy decides she has to get out and live her life and she doesn't get sick from flying for hours on an airplane I was done. I mean I finished the story, but come on. Airplanes are not the cleanest places. Even if she wasn't sick her immune system wouldn't be up to the airplane ride of germs. It was lame. I did not like it. She is not actually sick, her mom has a mental illness and wanted to keep her safe, blah blah blah. No. She was sick until she found love then magically decided to test her boundaries and see what would happen and live before she dies and then magically she is not sick anymore. I know it wasn't really magic, love didn't fix everything, that's not really what happened, but it read that way and love did get her out of the house so she found out she wasn't sick. Ugh. No. Not for me.

With the story being light on substance and then ending up oh hey she is not actually sick so she can live happily ever after I don't know why everyone loved this story so much. There are much better stories out there to read....