Feb 21, 2017

Cover Reveal -- Moribund

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Moribund
Author: Genevieve Iseult Eldredge
Release Date: September 12, 2017
Tour Host: Xpresso Book Tours



Synopsis:


High school sophomore Syl Skye is an ordinary girl. At least, she’s trying to be. School photographer and all-around geek, she introverts hard and keeps her crush on sexy-hot glam-Goth star Euphoria on the down-low. But when a freak accident Awakens her slumbering power, Syl is forced to accept a destiny she never wanted—as the last sleeper-princess of the fair Fae.
Suddenly hunted by the dark Fae, Syl’s pretty sure things can’t get any worse. Until she discovers her secret crush, Euphoria, is really a dark Circuit Fae able to harness the killing magic in technology. Even worse, she’s been sent to destroy Syl. With mean girls and magic and dark Fae trying to kill her, it’ll take more than just “clap if you believe in fairies” to save Syl’s bacon—not to mention, her heart.
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About The Author
Genevieve Iseult Eldredge writes LGBTQ YA because as a young adult, she never had any lesbian heroes like her.
Now she brings together her love of LGBTQ literature, urban fantasy, young adult fiction, and the secret world of the Fae in her lesbian YA series, Circuit Fae--so that young adults of the LGBTQ community can have heroes that understand, that think and act, live and love like them.
GIE is also an MFA grad, a martial artist, a self-rescuing princess, and all-around strong female character. She’s multi-published, and in her role as an editor has helped hundreds of authors make their dream of being published a reality.
GIE believes in fairies (in fact, she’s clapping right now), true love (not “to blave”), and championing the often-unheard female voice. She might be using D&D figures to plot out an epic fight scene right now.

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Feb 20, 2017

Blitz + Giveaway -- Chameleon

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Author: Zoe Kalo
Release Date: February 7, 2017
Publisher:  Self-Published
Tour Host: Xpresso Book Tours

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Synopsis:


An isolated convent, a supernatural presence, a dark secret…
17-year-old Paloma only wanted to hold a séance to contact her dead father. She never thought she would be kicked out of school and end up in an isolated convent. Now, all she wants is to be left alone. But slowly, she develops a bond with a group of girls: kind-hearted Maria, insolent Silvy, pathological liar Adelita, and their charismatic leader Rubia.
When, yet again, Paloma holds a séance in the hope of contacting her father, she awakens an entity that has been dormant for years. And then, the body count begins. Someone doesn’t want the secret out… Are the ghost and Paloma’s suspicions real—or only part of her growing paranoia and delusions?
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Madre Estela remained standing by the door. “Get a bucket and fill it with water.”
Her hypercritical eyes sliced through my self-worth as I grabbed one of the metal buckets, lifted it into the sink, and turned on the faucet. I watched, transfixed, as the water gushed like a torrent spurting from an open artery. The cold spray raised goosebumps on my arms.
Madre Estela snapped her fingers. “Move.”
As I hauled the bucket to the door, some of the water slushed over the edge and splattered to the floor.
“Add the detergent,” she said stiffly, irritated by my clumsiness.
I chose a green bottle, twisted the cap, and poured. The acrid pine smell stung my nostrils.
“Get a sponge and a brush from there. Get going. We don’t have all evening— unless you want to work in the dark.”
I gritted my teeth, but pretended not to be bothered. I suspected that the one thing that this nun couldn’t stand was indifference.
Outside, it was almost dusk. In spite of the intense screeching of the coquíes, the drum of the waterfall hit my ears. It was louder now than the last time I’d been here. How was that possible?
I felt a drop of rain. Great.
Madre Estela put one hand out, palm up. “My, my. What’s this?” She looked chagrined, and I suddenly realized why. If it rained, I would have to go inside, ruining her plans. “What are you standing there for? Start scrubbing.”
I was tempted to throw the bucket of greenish water at her face. Instead, I prayed for rain as I walked across the rose garden. Once at the gate, I glanced back at her.
“You’ll work until I come for you, understood?” she said, hands on hips in her usual stance. She pointed to one of the second-floor windows. “I’ll be watching from there.”
And that was it. She was gone.
For a moment I just stood there. If only my friends could see me now. They would never believe it.
I opened the gate and walked into the graveyard. The statue of Gabriel greeted me, its face fiercer in the dusk. The temperature must have been in the low seventies. I was glad I had my cardigan.
Suddenly, the garden lamp post lit up. I turned, startled. I wasn’t sure if it had automatically switched on or if someone, maybe Madre Estela, had done it from indoors. I glanced up at the second-floor window, expecting to find her face. I had the chilling sensation of being watched. There was nothing. The windows glowed with yellow light, a multitude of feral eyes keeping guard.
However, behind one of the ground-floor windows on the right, a figure appeared. Tall, blurred. Madre Superiora? I was sure that was her office. Yet, something about the shape of the head and the shoulders made me think of…Rubia. What was she doing in Madre Superiora’s office?
Just as abruptly as it’d appeared, the figure vanished from view.
The incident left me strangely unsettled.
Focus.
I splashed some of the water on one of the tombstones and got to work. The sound of hard bristles against stone blocked the hum of the waterfall. Almost.
Go away, damn it.
As I crouched to work on a second tombstone, doing my best not to get wet in the process, something shifted at the edge of my vision. I jumped to my feet, my heart thudding. Gabriel. Its wings had rippled with movement.
Dear God…what’s happening to me?
I rubbed my forehead and grimaced, my fingers shaking.
I felt another drop of rain. If it was going to rain, why didn’t it? The sky was playing with me, too. Mocking me.
I cursed the clouds and started scrubbing again.
I had another sensation of being watched and this time, yes, it was Madre Estela behind the window. I pretended I hadn’t seen her and tried to keep focused on the task at hand. The water had turned blackish with grime.
I don’t know how long I scrubbed. I lost track of time. But it was dark. My back and shoulders were sore and my hands stung from the harsh detergent.
Madre Estela was long gone from the window.
Half panting, I sat down on the edge of the tombstone and tossed the brush aside in disgust. I looked at the statue again, but it was motionless. I turned to the windows again, my eyes slowly moving from one to the other.
From one to the other.
Expecting to see the face. Wanting to see it.
Nothing.
Yet, that weird sensation of being watched, again.
My gaze shifted to the woods, to the exact place where the cemetery ended and the forest started. There was a path there. Narrow, obscured by the trees. For a long moment I sat, mesmerized. Then I stood up and began to approach it. The breeze picked up as I got closer, carrying with it the cool, slightly pungent smell of the waterfall.
I stopped at the very edge, the darkness enveloping me, the dampness seeping through my clothes.
The wind sighed, rustling the leaves and fluttering my hair.
Icy breath, on the back of my neck.
I’m in here… a voice whispered from the shadows.
I spun around in terror.
Then I hit something hard.
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About The Author
 A certified bookworm and ailurophile, Zoe Kalo has always been obsessed with books and reading. Reading led to writing—compulsively. No surprise that at 16, she wrote her first novel, which her classmates read and passed around secretly. The pleasure of writing and sharing her fantasy worlds has stayed with her, so now she wants to pass her stories to you with no secrecy—but with lots of mystery. She lives amongst cats and books in Belgium, and is the author of the Cult of the Cat young adult fantasy series and the Retribution novella series for adults.
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Feb 16, 2017

Tour + Review -- Ascension

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31306028Ascension
Author: Hannah Rials
Release Date: August 27, 2016
Publisher: Althea Press  
Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
Pages: 248
Format: ebook 
Tour Host: YA Bound Book Tours

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Synopsis:

Life is supposed to be perfect after Cheyenne Lane's Ascension ceremony, but it turns out awakening her vampire half only complicates things more. Burdened with a patronizing family and constant surveillance by the Vampire Council, Cheyenne welcomes a summer vacation to the magical city of New Orleans. But Cheyenne quickly realizes that she can't escape her problems, no matter where she goes. After seventeen years of fearing exposing her secret to humans, Cheyenne's world is rocked when she starts to fall for a witch named Eli. When he shows Cheyenne how complex the world really is, she must accept that everything she thought she knew about being a Deuxsang is a lie. As if all this isn't problem enough, Cheyenne finds herself the pawn of a conspiracy hatched by those who should be protecting her. Her whole life Cheyenne is told what to believe and who to trust. Now, she's forced to choose for herself who and what is right. No matter which choice she makes, it will cost her everything.


My Review:
Cheyenne is half vampire, half human. Also known as Deuxsang. She gets to go spend time with her sister in New Orleans for the summer but things aren't always as they seem. Cheyenne is thrown into a world she has never known and now has to make up her mind of what she wants to believe in and what she wants to do with her life!

This was such a good book. The author does such a great job with describing the city to us. I have been to New Orleans many times and I can say she was spot on with her descriptions. I could picture all of it just as I know it truly is. It makes me want to go back there so badly!

Cheyenne is a very strong character. I knew when her power didn't show up that there was more to the story and I couldn't wait to find out what exactly was to come of that. I loved her as a character. She had moments of close-mindedness but I feel like we got to watch her come into her own and fight off what was put into her head by her family and see her make her own decisions. She struggles with most problems that most normal teenagers suffer from, but she also has the struggle of trying to figure out the truth of her family and who she truly is.

The flow of the story has moments of calmness but that changes very quickly throughout the pages between calm and suspense. The balance is done beautifully and makes you not able to stop reading. There is so much that you have to know that it makes you propel through the book, even if you have to neglect the real world in order to keep reading!

I loved the characters as well as the setting and plot of the story. I was able to get sucked in with no problem and I kept reading until the book was over. There was a huge cliffhanger at the end and I found myself even messaging the author to try to see when the next book comes out because I have to know what happens!! I can count on one hand how many times I have contacted an author to know about the next book, so that just proves how good it truly is!

Now for me to sit and wait patiently, okay, very un-patiently, for the next book to come out!! I need answers!!
 

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About The Author
As Maryville native and current college student at University of Tennessee at Chattanooga, Hannah Rials began writing her first novel at age twelve. Eight years later, the result is her newly published YA novel Ascension; a modern day teenage romance filled with "double-blooded" vampires and revenge-seeking witches.

Published by Aletha Press of Maryville, TN, Ascension is Rial’s first novel. When not attending college and spending time with her family, Rials keeps busy by playing with her beloved Corgis, Buddy and Noel, leading a creative writing group at University of Tennessee at Chattanooga and cultivating her writing skills.

“I feel like I am living proof that dreams do come true.”- Hannah Rials


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Feb 15, 2017

Blitz + Giveaway -- Still Love You

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Still Love You
Author: Allie Everhart
Release Date: February 14, 2017
Publisher:  Waltham Publishing
Tour Host: Xpresso Book Tours

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Synopsis:


Willow has had her life planned out since she was a little girl. So when her boyfriend, Silas, proposed when they were still in high school, she turned him down. Marrying Silas was not part of the plan.
Unlike Willow, Silas lives in the moment and lets his heart guide his decisions so he had no hesitations when he asked Willow to marry him. When she said no, he needed to get away so he took off to do volunteer work overseas.
Willow assumed she’d never see Silas again so she’s shocked when he shows up at her dorm room. For the past two years, she’s tried to forget him. Tried to move on. But she can’t. He was her first love. Her only love.
She still loves Silas, but is convinced they can’t be together. They want different things in life. It would never work. So why can’t she stop loving him?
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Silas
      “Why were you flirting with her?” Willow asks. “You don’t live here. It’s not like you could date her.”
      “I wasn’t flirting. I was just giving her my order.” I stretch my legs out under the table, letting them brush against Willow’s.
      She crosses her legs and turns to me. “You were giving her the Silas smile. No girl can resist that and you know it. You were definitely flirting.”
      “Why do you care?” I nudge her leg with mine and keep it there. I know I shouldn’t keep touching her but I can’t help it. I haven’t seen her forever and now that she’s here, I have this need to touch her, even in just an innocent way. I’m a very tactile person. Touch is a way I communicate, sometimes without even knowing it.
      “I don’t care,” she says in a tone that implies the opposite. “Do what you want. I just don’t think you should flirt with some girl you have no intention of asking out. You’re leading her on.”
      “A person can flirt without having it go anywhere.”
      “Then what’s the purpose?”
      Typical Willow logic at work. She has to have an answer to everything. An answer that makes sense to her.
      “There doesn’t have to be a purpose.” I know that comment will get her going, but I put it out there anyway.
      “Of course there does. You can’t just do something for no reason.”
      “Fine.” I lean across the table and give her that Silas smile she was referring to. “I flirted with her so she’d get your order correct. I’m sure they’re not used to having to follow such specific guidelines for making a burger. I was just making sure they got it right.”
      She sighs. “I appreciate your efforts but you don’t have to resort to selling your body just to get my order correct.”
      I laugh and sit back. “I wasn’t selling my body. It was just a smile.”
      “I think that girl would like more than that.” Willow holds up the receipt, which has a phone number written on back with the words ‘call me.’
      “Huh. I wondered what she wrote on there.” I take the receipt and shove it in my pocket.
      “You’re keeping it?” Willow looks disgusted with me.
      I shrug. “You never know.”
      “Never know what?”
      Before I can answer, our food arrives, delivered by a short, scrawny kid who doesn’t look legally old enough to work. He’s probably the little brother of the girl at the register. They look similar.
      “Wait.” Willow stops him before he leaves. “Could you get us another cup for the milkshake? And another straw?”
      He nods and walks off.
      I set the basket of fries between us as Willow inspects her burger, lifting the top of the bun.
      “Is it the way you wanted it?” I ask.
      “Yes. It’s perfect.” She puts the bun back in place. “But your flirting trick didn’t completely work.       She forgot the cup and the straw.”
      “That’s because you asked for that, not me.” I smile, then take a big bite of my burger.
      “Whatever,” she mumbles, picking up a fry.
      She eats fries one at a time, whereas I grab several and eat them all at once. That’s why we always shared an order. It would take Willow forever to finish a basket of fries on her own, eating them one at a time like that.
      I wonder if she shares her fries when she goes out with other guys. I try not to think about that.       Thinking about her with another guy makes me angry and I never get angry. Except when it comes to Willow. She brings out all my emotions. The good, the bad, the in-between. This girl gets to me the way no one else can.
      When I left two years ago, I wasn’t sure I’d ever see her again, and now, working for her parents, I’ll see her every day.
      This is going to be a very interesting summer.
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Allie Everhart started writing romance three years ago with Choosing You, the first book in the bestselling Jade Series. Since then, she’s published eighteen books. Allie writes romance because she loves watching a relationship develop between her characters, from those first flirty encounters to the point they realize they’re in love. Allie's always been a romantic, as evidenced by her early years as a wedding singer, her obsession with dating shows, and the fact that she still watches reruns of The Love Boat.
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Feb 14, 2017

Blitz + Giveaway -- Love Story

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Love Story
Author: Lauren Layne
Release Date: February 14, 2017
Publisher:  Loveswept
Tour Host: Xpresso Book Tours

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Synopsis:


Over the course of one wild road trip, feuding childhood sweethearts get a second chance at love in this charming rom-com—a standalone novel from the USA Today bestselling author of Blurred Lines and Good Girl.

When Lucy Hawkins receives a job offer in San Francisco, she can’t wait to spread her wings and leave her small Virginia hometown behind. Her close-knit family supports her as best they can, by handing over the keys to a station wagon that’s seen better days. The catch? The cross-country trip comes with a traveling companion: her older brother’s best friend, aka the guy who took Lucy’s virginity hours before breaking her heart.

After spending the past four years and every last dime caring for his sick father, Reece Sullivan will do just about anything to break free of the painful memories—even if it means a two-week road trip with the one girl who’s ever made it past his carefully guarded exterior. But after long days of bickering in the car turn into steamy nights in secluded motel rooms, Reece learns that, when it comes to Lucy, their story is far from over. And this time, they just might have a shot at a happy ending.

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     “Spock, we’re giving you Horny!” my mom blurts out, apparently fed up with my denseness.
     Her utterance is too much for my siblings to handle and they both burst out laughing, retreating into the kitchen to rejoin the party where there’s wine.
     Oh what I wouldn’t give for wine right now.
     “I, um . . . you’re giving me the car?” I ask.
     “Because yours broke down,” my dad explains, walking forward to thump Horny’s dented hood.
     “And this one’s . . . not broken down?” I ask skeptically.
     Look, it’s not that I’m not grateful. My parents are trying to give me a car, I appreciate the sweetness of the gesture, it’s just . . .
     Here’s the thing about Horny: he barely got us three kids through high school. I mean, Horny is the car that sputtered and shook making it the 3.2 miles to Jefferson High, no matter who was behind the wheel.
     I’m even going to come all the way clean here and say that early on in my freshmen year, I was embarrassed showing up in Horny. Then I realized I was lucky to have a car at all, and well . . . I dunno, I guess Horny became a part of us Hawkins kids’ charm, because the station wagon was practically an institution from Craig’s high school reign all the way through Brandi’s.
     But poor Horny quit working years ago. Much to Brandi’s chagrin, he gave up the ghost a mere two months before her high school graduation, and I spent the last bit of her senior year being picked up by my parents.
     “He’s going to take you to California,” Dad says, giving the car another thump.
     “Really?” I step forward and run a tentative finger along the familiar panel. He’s had a bath, so at least that’s something. “Because last I knew, he wouldn’t even make it out of the garage.”
     “Yeah, well, we neglected him for a while, but he’s right as rain now,” Dad says, puffing out his chest as though Horny’s a fourth child.
     “Like, as in he actually starts?”
     “Purrs like a kitten,” my mom says with an emphatic nod, even though I know she doesn’t even like cats. “We didn’t believe it, but we took him to church on Sunday and there were no issues.”
I literally bite my tongue to keep from pointing out that this is hardly a feat. Sacred Presbyterian is 0.8 miles away from the house.
     “You took Horny into a shop?” I ask, starting to warm to the idea of having a car again. I’m a little touched, actually. Money is tight for my parents. Dad’s a PE teacher, and Mom gives a mean winery tour, but the gig’s never paid much.
     “Not exactly, it was more of a bartering situation,” Mom says.
     “Yeah?” I say, going around to the driver’s seat, already giddy with the prospect of telling Oscar I’ll be able to come see him in Miami after all, even if I won’t exactly be riding in style.
     “Reece agreed to fix him up.”
     I’m lowering myself into the car as my dad says this, but I reverse so quickly I hit my head. My skull doesn’t even register the pain, because I’m too busy registering the hurt in my heart at the familiar name. “I’m sorry, what?”
     “Reece,” my mom says, giving me a bemused look. “He’s always been handy with cars.”
     “He fixed up the car in exchange for what?”
     And then I feel—I actually feel—the air change around me as the side door to the garage opens, and a new presence sucks all the air out of the space.
     I don’t turn around. I don’t move. But I feel his eyes on me. Over me.
     “Reece is headed out to California too,” my oblivious mother chatters on. “It worked out perfectly actually. Now you two can ride together, and your dad and I don’t have to worry about you alone in the middle of nowhere with a twenty-something-year-old car.
     They think the car is going to be the problem here? It’s not the car that’s toxic to me. It’s him.
Reece Sullivan. My brother’s best friend. My parents’ “other son.”
     Slowly I force myself to turn, and even though I’m prepped, the force of that ice-blue gaze still does something dangerous to me.
     He winks, quick and cocky, and I suck in a breath, and I have to wonder . . .
     I wonder if my parents would feel differently about their little plan if they knew that their makeshift mechanic is the same guy that popped my cherry six years earlier under their very roof.
     And then broke my heart twenty-four hours later.
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR
Prior to becoming an author, Lauren lived in Seattle with a cushy job in e-commerce/web-marketing. On a whim, she quit her job and moved to NYC to pursue a writing career. A year later, she had an agent and two publishing contracts.
She now lives in midtown Manattan where she writes full time, although has been known to be lured away from the computer by a well-made cocktail.

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Tour, Review, & Giveaway -- Prison


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Author: T.M. Franklin
Release Date: February 14, 2017
Publisher: Self-Published
Rating: 4 out of 5 Stars
Pages: 64
Format: ebook

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Synopsis:

A mysterious house. An old journal. A dusty chest holding more than secrets.

Each talisman found in the chest grants the chosen a gift, a unique ability. But with that power comes a burden—the duty of The Order.

Something is coming.

Something evil.

And it's up to The Order to stop it.

PRISON - The Talisman Chronicles, Episode 6

Chloe Blake knows a battle is coming. She’s seen it—over and over—in her living room’s mystical picture window.

But she’s also seen something worse.

Chloe and her friends now know they’re The Order, gifted with powers to fight the dark chaos that’s descended on Lamsden and is bent on wreaking havoc not only there, but around the world. They’re prepared to fight, but fighting may not be enough.

And if Chloe’s visions are right, they might not all emerge from the battle unscathed.

Or even alive.


My Review:
I got to last book! Finally! I had to know how it ended!!

This series was a very fast yet suspenseful read. I had to keep going, I had to know what happened to them all.

I can't really say anything about the ending that won't spoil it, but I will say Oh My God! I had a feeling it wasn't going to be cakes and rainbows, but man! The author definitely gave us a hell of a fight at the end.

I loved all the characters and finding out what each one was gifted with. Even the surprise ones we find out through this book. They all had to be so brave and selfless for this battle and it warms your heart and makes you want to cry at the same time.

The writing was just as good as always and flowed in a way that made you read through all of it in one sitting and not know how you read through it all so fast. You just can't seem to stop yourself once you get going. It was nice to be that drawn into the story that you don't even realize what is going around you.

This was such a wonderful series that came all together in this last book, but you won't be disappointed. I had to put the book down when I was finished and just sit and reflect on all of it. I wasn't able to get up and get back into reality for a while. That proves to me how good this story was and I know I will be re-reading this series and revisiting the order again soon!

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T.M. Franklin writes stories of adventure, romance, & a little magic. A former TV news producer, she decided making stuff up was more fun than reporting the facts. Her first published novel, MORE, was born during National Novel Writing month, a challenge to write a novel in thirty days. MORE was well-received, being selected as a finalist in the 2013 Kindle Book Review Best Indie Book Awards, as well as winning the Suspense/Thriller division of the Blogger Book Fair Reader's Choice Awards. She's since written three additional novels and several best-selling short stories...and there's always more on the way.


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Feb 13, 2017

Blog Tour + Review & Giveaway: Me Tarzan--You Jane



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Author: Camelia Miron Skiba
Release Date: December 6, 2014
Publisher: Self-Published
Rating: 5 out of 5 Stars
Pages: 270
Format: ebook
Tour Host: Xpresso Book Tours


Synopsis:

Moving on doesn’t always have to mean goodbye.

Widowed makeup artist Jane Sullivan is more comfortable keeping her husband's memory alive than dating a pool full of sharks. Ella, her 4 year-old daughter, is her whole world.

When Jane meets Lucas Oliver, famous cover model, it’s hate at first sight. His playboy persona rubs her the wrong way.

Accustomed to every woman fawning over him, Lucas is drawn to the shy, uncompromising single mom and completely melts at the sight of Ella. He is determined to convince Jane that sometimes a second chance can mend a broken heart.


My Review:
Jane Sullivan is a widow trying to become an author in between her makeup artist sessions and taking care of her 4 year old daughter Ella. She doesn't want another man in her life, she feels humans are meant to be with just one person for their whole lives, so why can't she seem to stop thinking of the repulsive Lucas Oliver?

I very much enjoyed this story. I know what it is like to lose someone in your life and living in the past. I lost my brother a year ago and it doesn't get any easier. I tend to try to live in the past too because moving on without him just seems to be too much. I enjoyed reading Jane's side of it and able to see myself as I read. I feel like this book helped more out more than just being a cute romance with lots of angst.

Jane can be a bit of a prude though I don't think she means to be that way. She is so stuck in her ways she is afraid to bend, even if it makes her life better. Sometimes I wanted to yell at her and tell her to stop but I know it is easier said than done. I liked being able to read what is in her head and how she feels. She sees her ways but tends to flip flop back and forth with her emotions. It made for a funny and interesting read.

I really liked Lucas as a character. I was able to picture him very well and I do wish this was a dual POV novel so I would be able to understand his ways a little better too, especially with things that happen at the end, no I won't tell you! no spoilers!! I loved getting to know Lucas and finding out his initial view of him isn't all that it seems. He is such a hard worker with a heart of gold. Anyone would be lucky to come across a Lucas of their own!

This book was full of emotional turmoil, laughter, anger, happiness, and of course depression. I loved being a part of the roller coaster. For a romance there was so much going on that made this book so much more. It made you look at your own life to see things you might want to change. It will also make you appreciate what you have. I also got a major sense of the message to never give up and no matter what, you deserve a second chance.

Here's to love and second chances in all aspects of life!


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About The Author
Ever since I began writing and publishing books I’ve been on the run, always trying to write the next page, the next chapter, the next book. Every story was another journey, another discovery of what I could do and another evolution. All these years my motto was it doesn’t matter who I am or where I come from, but what I leave behind is. I thought I have it all figured out.

Socrates, one of the biggest philosophers to ever grace humanity once said, “I am talking a crock of s***.” I had no idea this expression dated hundreds of years ago and belongs to him, but who am I to argue with him? Needless to say, after some soul searching I realized my motto was a . . . pot of smelly stuff. I had a meltdown because, if you think about it, why would what I leave behind matter more than who I am here and now in this very moment? How will I ever know if what I left behind mattered with no way of seeing it? How am I gonna enjoy it? Think Socrates; does he know how much he touched humankind? Does he know people still remember him centuries later? And if he knows, does it make a difference?

I’m not sure. Frankly I doubt with all my heart it makes any difference to him. He’s gone, like I’ll be gone one day and instead of beating myself up to leave something behind me, I’m going to learn how to live here, now and totally enjoy it. No more worrying about tomorrow, but live today. No more five-year plans, but rather let the sun soak my skin, the air fill my lungs and the grass touch my feet. After all, I only live once.

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