[Book Review] The Cruel Prince by Holly Black

Synopsis

Of course I want to be like them. They’re beautiful as blades forged in some divine fire. They will live forever.

And Cardan is even more beautiful than the rest. I hate him more than all the others. I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe.

Jude was seven years old when her parents were murdered and she and her two sisters were stolen away to live in the treacherous High Court of Faerie. Ten years later, Jude wants nothing more than to belong there, despite her mortality. But many of the fey despise humans. Especially Prince Cardan, the youngest and wickedest son of the High King.

To win a place at the Court, she must defy him–and face the consequences.

In doing so, she becomes embroiled in palace intrigues and deceptions, discovering her own capacity for bloodshed. But as civil war threatens to drown the Courts of Faerie in violence, Jude will need to risk her life in a dangerous alliance to save her sisters, and Faerie itself.


Quick Stats

Page Length: 384
Publication Year: 2018
Characters: Jude, Cardan, Lock, Vivi, and Taryn


Review

Wooza! This book was so good.

At the age of 7, Jude’s parents have murdered in front of her and then she and her sisters were then stolen away to High Court of Faerie. Years later Jude just wants to be one of them. To do this she wants a place in court but to do this must defy her nemesis, Carden.

I loved this story. Jude is a such a different character to what I normally come across, she has been brought up by the person who murdered her parents. This has had a profound effect on Jude, she has been in survival mode for the last 10 years doing anything she can to fit in and be part of Faerie. Despite being terrified 90%  of the time Jude is brave and strong and I really admired her courage.

Carden and his friends torment Jude on a daily basis, he is the definition of a jerk but some reason I found myself liking him. I can’t really explain why because he is a dick for the majority of the book.

The story itself is a whirlwind of twist and turns and betrayals at every corner. It kept me guessing until the very end. This is the first book by Holly Black that I have read but after this, it certainly won’t be the last.  Overall this was a really awesome story and if you love books about the fae then this is a must-read.

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My Rating 4/5 🌟 🌟 🌟 🌟

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[Book Review] Lullaby (The Sand Maiden Book 1) L.R.W. Lee

Synopsis

You’ve heard of the Sand Man. Meet his counterpart, the Sand Maiden.

Alissandra thrills to help her human charges make sense of thoughts that need refinement, problems that need solutions, worries that beg for action, and things they should or shouldn’t have said, as she weaves their dreams. She’s been doing it her entire immortal existence. But when the most powerful king in Dream realm sets his sights on her current charge, Prince Kovis Altairn, to exploit him in his quest to conquer Wake realm, Ali has no choice but to flee and pray the sovereign doesn’t hunt her down.

Prince Kovis Altairn, crown prince and the most powerful sorcerer in the Altairn Empire, knows nothing about Dream realm, let alone his sand maiden. So when Ali is discovered naked in his bedroom, how will she convince him of her intentions, as well as the danger?


Quick Stats

Page Length: 421
Publication Year: 2018
Characters: Ali, Kovis


Review

I received an advanced copy of this book from the Author in exchange for an honest review.

Ali Escapes from Dream Realm and her cruel father after she finds out he is going after her human charge in the hope to take over Wake Relm. Ali is thrust into in Wake Realm meets Kovis her starbeam, with his help she is hoping to stop her father’s plan.

I have put off writing this review for so long. I started this book initially back in the beginning of December. I got about 3 quarters of the way through and then stopped. I read a couple of other books before going back to it. I found it very difficult to get through.

There are a number of reasons why but the main issues are, I felt zero connection to the main character, Ali is underdeveloped in such a way that it was difficult to even like her. She comes across as having the emotional maturity of a 6-year-old. Her lack of self-confidence was frustrating because she stayed that way through the entire book, she barely grew as a person despite everything she accomplished.

The story touched on sexual assault but again this was not fully explored so it ended up giving the story a real ick factor in the way some of the characters behaved towards one another. Kovis is the main love interest and he is just so bland and dull, the term of endearment he uses for Ali felt condescending and made me cringe every time I read it.

Overall I was really disappointed by this book. I thought the concept was really good the execution was poor. I won’t be continuing with this series.

My Rating: 2/5 🌟

 

[Exclusive Exerpt] Man Card By Sarina Bowen & Tanya Eby

Today it’s my pleasure to share with you an excerpt from Man Card! I recently read this book and its soo funny! You can read my review here

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“Name your other favorite movies,” I challenge Braht.
“All of them?” He chugs his margarita.
“Hmm. Top ten? Top five?”
“That’s totally easy,” he says. Somehow I’ve gotten closer to him on the floor. When he sits back, I actually snuggle in beside him. He’s wearing a ridiculously soft shirt that feels good against my skin. And I watch with fascination as he ticks off the names of films on his fingers. “When Harry Met Sally. The Devil Wears Prada. Roman Holiday. Clueless. And Working Girl.”
I burst out laughing. I can’t help it. “Those are all chick flicks. You should just hand over your man card right now.”
“Not a chance.” Braht’s expression grows intense. “In the first place, I gave you a very thorough demonstration of my man card last week. I don’t remember hearing any complaints.”
I swallow hard, because this is certainly true.
“And secondly, you’re looking at this all backward.”
“I…am?” And why can’t I look away? He has the most beautiful, intelligent eyes.
“Yeah, you are,” he whispers. “It’s the guy who has a firm grip on his man card that can hold your purse. He’s not afraid to be seen with that Tory Burch you like to carry—nice color, by the way. He’ll free up your hands because he likes your hands, and he remembers all the terrific things you can use them for.”
“Oh,” I say slowly. Now my fingers itch to reach out for him. I have to make fists with both hands so I won’t do it.
“Furthermore, he’s not afraid to quote Working Girl. Because Joan Cusack is a genius. And who wouldn’t want to say Melanie Griffith’s best line out loud?”
I can’t help saying it with him, and together we sound like the world’s horniest Greek chorus: “I have a head for business and a body for sin.”
Sin sounds pretty good right now, actually. But Braht’s not done with his speech. “Any man who tells you that chick flicks are for pussies can’t be any good in bed. Because that man does not speak the language of women. He doesn’t know that a little luxury can erase a shitty day of worrying about your ex…”
Braht takes my hand in his and begins to massage it. He has a great technique, applying gentle pressure between each joint. I relax just a little bit more against him.
“…That man doesn’t speak the language because he’s afraid of sounding like a girl. But fuck that noise, honey bear. If a man doesn’t have the vocabulary to describe a satin teddy with peekaboo lace and mother-of-pearl snaps at the crotch, he can’t buy it for you and then strategically ask you to wear it. He can’t plan ahead to blow your mind sometime by lifting your skirt somewhere semi-public and dangerous. And he can’t get down on his knees and kiss that lace and then pop open those snaps while you bite your own hand to keep from screaming when you climax.” Braht takes a deep breath and lets it out in one hot gust. “Fuck. What was the point of this speech?”
“Um…” My voice is hoarse, and my face is suddenly very hot. Let’s not even mention my nipples. “Man cards, I think.” But I’m not sure, because everything tingles.
“Right,” he says with a sigh. “Still got mine. Shall we watch Working Girl next?”
“Okay,” I breathe, sinking a little further into his comforting embrace.

Man Card is out on the 15th January, preorder your copy here

[Off Topic #1] Blogging Resources​

Welcome to my first off topic post. This week I’m sharing all the different resources I use to blog.


Graphics

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To create the vast majority of the graphics you see on this blog I used Canva. This is one of my favorite tools to use. Canva is an online graphic design tool, the great thing about it is that accounts are completely free to make and you only need pay if you want to use premium features. It also has lots of pre-made templates for a variety of different social media platforms which are fully customisable as well as the option to input your own size template.

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For images I use Pixabay, this is an international website for sharing high-quality photos, illustrations, vector graphics and film footage. Again accounts are free to make. All images have a creative commons deed which means anyone can use, modify and distribute images freely including commercial use without asking permission or giving accreditation.


Planning

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When I first started blogging I just used the notes on my iPhone to jot down ideas, which was especially handy if I was out and about. However, as time has gone on I found that I needed something a bit more substantial so now I have this nifty bloggers journal which you can get from Paperchase. It has lots of different sections to help you get your blog organized.

I also (for the first ever) bought a diary/planner which has been particularly helpful in keeping tracking of all the arcs and promo tours I have signed up for this year. This was one of the things that stressed me out a lot towards the end of last year. I signed up for all these different 81FcVVZksSL._SL1500_things but didn’t have the foresight to have something to keep track of anything. I
purchased the Boxclever Pocket Life Book Diary which you can buy directly from Boxclever

 


Post Ideas

When it comes to coming up for ideas for a post there is no one place I get ideas from, sometimes inspiration comes from what I’m reading or something I have seen on social media, in fact, my post about Tamlin came about because of a discussion on a facebook group. However, if I’m out of ideas I do turn to good old google.


 

That’s it I’d love to hear from you what things you use to blog, please feel free to leave a comment below.

Until Next Time! 🤓

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[Cover Reveal] The Beau & The Belle by R.S. Grey

We are so excited to reveal the stunning cover of R.S. Grey’s next release, THE BEAU & THE BELLE! This romantic comedy releases February 1st. See the cover and find out more about THE BEAU & THE BELLE below!

About THE BEAU & THE BELLE

Beau Fortier starred in most of my cringe-worthy teenage fantasies.

I met him when I was a junior in high school, a time that revolved exclusively around bad hair, failed forays into flirting, and scientific inquiries into which brand of toilet paper worked best for stuffing bras.

That is, until Beau moved into the small guest house just beyond my bedroom window.

A 24-year-old law student at Tulane, Beau was as mysterious to me as second base (both in baseball and in the bedroom). He was older. Intimidating. Hot. Boys my age had chicken legs and chubby cheeks. Beau had calloused hands and a jaw cut from steel. Our interactions were scarce—mostly involving slight stalking on my end—and yet deep down, I desperately hoped he saw me as more of a potential lover than a lovesick loser.

Turns out, I was fooling myself. My fragile ego learned that lesson the hard way.

Now, ten years later, we’re both back in New Orleans, and guess who suddenly can’t take his eyes off little ol’ me.

My old friend, Mr. Fortier.

But things have changed. I’m older now—poised and confident. My ego wears a bulletproof vest. The butterflies that once filled my stomach have all perished.

When I was a teenager, Beau warned me to guard my heart.

Let’s hope he knows how to guard his.

Add THE BEAU & THE BELLE to your Goodreads list here!

THE BEAU & THE BELLE releases February 1st – you’ll be able to preorder your copy for .99c starting January 29th!

Keep an eye on R.S. Grey’s Facebook page for the link!

 


About R.S. Grey

R.S. Grey is the USA Today bestselling author of thirteen novels, including THE FOXE & THE HOUND. She lives in Texas with her husband and two dogs, and can be found reading, binge-watching reality TV, or practicing yoga! Visit her at rsgrey.com

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[Book Review] Man Card – Sarina Bowen & Tanya Eby

Blurb

Nothing ventured, nothing banged…

Ash
I still don’t know how it happened. One minute I was arguing with my arrogant competitor–our usual trash-talk over who deserves the larger commission. But somehow I went from throwing down to kneeling down…
It can never happen again. I don’t even like Braht. He’s too slick. He’s a manipulating mansplaining party boy in preppy clothes.
So why can’t I get him out of my head?

Braht
There are two things I know without question. One: Ash and I are destined for each other. Two: never trust a man with a unibrow.
Ash is my missing my piece. She’s the sweet cream to my gourmet espresso. And nothing gets me going faster than her contempt for me. They don’t call her the Ashkicker for nothing.
Eventually I’ll win her over…if my past doesn’t ruin everything first.


Quick Stats

Page Length: 453
Publication Year: 2018
Characters: Ash & Braht


Review

I received an advanced copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

Ash and Braht are competitors at work, Ash doesn’t even like Braht and Braht well he is determined to win Ash over. And then they bang! and suddenly Ash can’t get Braht out of her head.

This was one of those real laugh out loud books, lots of humor and funny moments. The rivalry between Braht and Ash was really well done, it helped build the tension between them brilliantly.

I liked Ash’s feistiness and determination to be independent, but I also liked that she had lot’s of vulnerabilities which I thought made her relatable and gave her character lots of depth. It took a few chapters to warm up to the Braht because he’s a little different from the typical macho male love interest but he is just so damn nice and thoughtful that I couldn’t help but start to like him. The way he looked after Ash was so sweet.

Overall this was a very enjoyable read and a brilliant follow up to Man Hands. I highly recommend this book.

My Rating 4/5 🌟 🌟 🌟 🌟

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Man card is out on 15th January 2018

Pre-Order your copy here:

200 Followers!

In the chaos that was New Year, I hit 200 followers!

I just wanted to take a few moments to say welcome to all you newbies and thank you for following me!

I was pretty happy when I hit the 100 mark so having doubled that in less than 6 months is amazing. I hope you find my posts entertaining and as fun as I do.

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Until Next Time! 🤓

[Book Review] Caraval by Stephanie Grabber​

Blurb

Remember, it’s only a game…

Scarlett Dragna has never left the tiny island where she and her sister, Tella, live with their powerful, and cruel, father. Now Scarlett’s father has arranged a marriage for her, and Scarlett thinks her dreams of seeing Caraval—the faraway, once-a-year performance where the audience participates in the show—are over.

But this year, Scarlett’s long-dreamt-of invitation finally arrives. With the help of a mysterious sailor, Tella whisks Scarlett away to the show. Only, as soon as they arrive, Tella is kidnapped by Caraval’s mastermind organizer, Legend. It turns out that this season’s Caraval revolves around Tella, and whoever finds her first is the winner.

Scarlett has been told that everything that happens during Caraval is only an elaborate performance. Nevertheless she becomes enmeshed in a game of love, heartbreak, and magic. And whether Caraval is real or not, Scarlett must find Tella before the five nights of the game are over or a dangerous domino effect of consequences will be set off, and her beloved sister will disappear forever.

Welcome, welcome to Caraval…beware of getting swept too far away.


Quick Stats

Page Length: 407
Publication Year: 2017
Characters: Scarlett, Donatella “Tella”, Julian and Legend


Review

Scarlett and Tella live on a tiny island with their cruel and abusive.  father. Over a number of years, Scarlett has been writing to the Caraval Master Legend asking him to visit and put on his infamous Caraval show. This year Caraval is finally coming to Isla De Los Suenos (a nearby island) and Master Legend has sent tickets for Scarlett and Tella.

I think I can sum up this book in one word: WOW! this was totally different to anything that I have read for a long time. At first I was a little hesitant to even read it because (and I know how odd this is going to sound) I have read so many good things about it and I was a little nervous that it wouldn’t live up to the hype but I needn’t have worried because it 100% met my expectations.

I enjoyed all the magic and mystery of the book, there were many moments where I thought the story was going to go one way but then it completely went I different way instead. It really kept me guessing right until the last page. The twist and turns made it a really addictive read.

I really liked how well Scarlett’s character developed over the course of the story. She started out not weak as such but kind of trapped by her own fear of things and the need to control and do things a certain way. It was good to see her relax a little and realise things can be done a different and that there is more than one way out of a bad situation.

I would like to have seen more from Tella and Legend, well particularly Legend because he so full of mystery and intrigue, but I think their story will be expanded in the next book.  Overall this was a really good read and I’m glad I gave it a chance.

My Rating: 4/5 🌟 🌟 🌟 🌟

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Excerpt​ & Promo: Forgetting You, Remembering Me by Monica James

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Blurb:

The stunning conclusion to this epic love story that began with Forgetting You, Forgetting Me from International Bestselling author, Monica James.

The truth sets you free…but what happens when everything you believe in changes in the blink of an eye?

All I ever wanted was for my fiancé, Samuel Stone, to remember me. And now that he does…all I want is for him to forget. Through tragedy, I found myself and who I was destined to become. But more importantly, I found who I was destined to be with.

With a single word, Saxon Stone changed my life forever. He taught me how to live again. But now that Samuel remembers and all secrets have been revealed, I’m left to wonder which life I’m meant to lead.

Divided by my head and my heart, I’m torn between duty and desire. Samuel is my past while Saxon is my forever. The choice should be easy.

But love never is…


Excerpt:

“I’m going to take off the blindfold,” he whispers into my ear. I pause in my tracks, eagerly awaiting the view.

No surprise as Saxon draws out the reveal, torturing me further. I bounce from foot to foot. His husky chuckle tickles me from the inside out. “I thought you didn’t like surprises.”

“I don’t, but maybe you’ll change my mind.”

“Maybe,” he covertly replies before removing the soft fabric over my eyes.

It takes me a moment to adjust to the dim lighting, but after blinking a few times, what I see takes my breath away. “Saxon…oh my god. It’s beautiful.” And it really is.

“You like it?”

“Like it? I love it.” My feet act of their own accord as I float down the steps and spread my arms out wide. My fingertips brush over hundreds of sunflowers arranged in endless tall glass vases as I walk my yard. “When did you do this?”

“Today. You looked like you could do with some color in your day.”

I pause in the middle of my backyard, needing a moment to take it all in. A red and white picnic blanket lays just a few feet away, and to the left is a wicker basket. Bouquets of sunflowers are dotted as far as the eye can see, adding bursts of vibrancy and instantly lightening my mood.

When I turn over my shoulder, the fairy lights fashioned as stars dangle from the porch railings and rafters. They add to this most picturesque scene. However, when I focus on Saxon leaning against a wooden pillar with a lopsided smirk tugging at his full lips, I know he is the picture of perfection.

“I can’t believe you did this. Is this why you’ve been scarce all day? I was starting to think I smelled.”

He laughs, pushing off the post. “You smell amazing. Hungry?” My growling stomach answers for me.

I watch as Saxon saunters down the stairs, takes my hand, and leads us to the blanket. The gentle hue of the lights wraps us in our own private romantic bubble. I fold my legs beneath me as I sit, running my fingers along the sunflower petals next to me. I can’t help but reminisce about the first time I saw these flowers with Saxon—I was on the back of his bike as he saved me from yet another bad day.

Saxon kneels, reaching into the basket. It’s not until now that I realize how hungry I am. Glued to the computer all day, I’ve forgotten to eat or move. This is so thoughtful. So Saxon. “I hope you didn’t go to too much trouble. Well, clearly you did—” I sweep my hand toward the beauty in front of me “—but I hope you weren’t slaving over a hot stove all day.”

He gives me a playful grin, and I discover why when he exposes what’s inside the basket. “Oh my god.” I laugh. “Just when I thought I couldn’t love you any more, you go and do this.” And by this, I mean when he produces an enormous paper bag filled with only the best Mexican in all of Montana. However, the crème de la crème is when he adds a bottle of Dr. Pepper to the mix. “You know the way to my heart.”

“Or stomach,” he quips, passing me the bottle. “Here is your seven-layer burrito, extra onions.” He hands over my mountain of goodness with a grin.

“What did I do to deserve this?” And I’m not only talking about the food.

“Just being you,” he replies, kissing the end of my nose. My heart swells. He spreads his long legs out in front of him, sipping a beer. “How’s work?”

I sigh, unwrapping my burrito. “Not great. I know there will always be conflict in the world, but it just seems that lately no one is getting along.”

Saxon moves his lips from side to side, appearing to be in thought. “I’m glad we are, though.”

Afraid of choking, I chew slowly, needing a minute to process what he just said. “Me too.” Something is bugging him. It’s written all over his face. “About this morning—”

He cuts me off. “It’s okay, Lucy. I just…need to get over this irrational jealousy when it comes to you. I know you love me, but it’s just difficult sometimes.”

“I completely understand.” I reach for his hand, intertwining our fingers. “I’m glad you know that I love you. Because I do. We’re all trying our best to deal with this pretty messed-up situation. Personally, I think we’re doing great.”

He nods, my words appearing to appease him. But something is still stirring behind his eyes. Just when I’m about to ask what’s going on, his phone rings—again. He digs into his pocket, the ‘something’ amplifying tenfold.

“I won’t be a minute.” He stands quickly and walks briskly away, out of earshot.

Sighing, my appetite gets shot to hell, and I place my barely touched burrito back into the paper bag. I watch for any signs of what the secret conversation Saxon is having entails. But he turns his back as if sensing my inquisitive stare.

I hate this unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach. The light at the end of the tunnel with Sam is shining dimly, but it’s suddenly overshadowed with whatever Saxon is hiding. He turns over his shoulder, meeting my eyes, before heading toward the house, which just makes me feel worse.

Unable to sit still, I stand, feeling constraints tug at my heart. Needing to escape, I take flight to the stables. Memories of when I felt similar to how I do now cloud my mind, and I do the only thing that has cleared my head since I learned to ride.

Potter, my horse, neighs when he sees me, sensing my desperation. Without thought, I put on his bridle, then I mount him, bareback, and squeeze my calves around his muscular barrel. I cluck my tongue twice, sending him into a gallop. He knows what I need. We both relish in the need to be free.

Clutching the reins, I lean forward and take a deep breath when he tears out of the stables, nothing but the open vastness greeting us. I work on autopilot as I lead him toward the mountains. We have been here before, and the memories linger on my tongue just as if they were crafted yesterday.

The wind whips through my hair, instantly easing some of the tension within. The terrain is bumpy, but we’ve both learned from experience to navigate this ground with caution. “Easy, boy,” I coo, tugging lightly to slow him down. He does.

I examine my surroundings, the untouched openness giving me the peace I need. We settle to a trot, and although I’ve lived here for years, I still am in awe of how picturesque everything is. But the prettiest thing of all is when my gaze alights on where Saxon and I shared our first kiss. This spot has been imprinted on my mind.

Fingering my lips, I recall the tenderness and uncertainty of his touch. I was so naïve to think that kiss wouldn’t change my life as I knew it. It not only changed my life, but it changed me too. Saxon has shaken up my world, but I would happily dance in the chaos because when I’m with him, I’ve never felt more alive.

Dismounting Potter, I tie him to a tree where he happily munches on the grass. So different from when we were here last. My bare feet sink into the terrain, and I savor the feel of being in touch with mother nature in the purest form.

Wrapping my arms around my middle, I close my eyes and return to the past. I can remember his words as if spoken only yesterday.

“Let’s pretend tomorrow doesn’t exist. Whatever happens now, it’ll just be memories from yesterday.” I could feel the tremble rumble throughout his entire body.

A quiver bubbles to the surface, and I hum. Saxon’s love for me has never wavered. I was just too blind to see. But my eyes, figuratively speaking, are opened now, and I’ll be damned if anything stands in the way of our happily ever after.

“What are you doing out here?” His voice is silk, encasing me in a velvety sphere.

“You kissed me here. Right in this spot. Do you remember?”

“Of course, I do,” he whispers, the nostalgia tethering us together.

With eyes still closed, I tip my face toward the heavens and take a deep breath. “We were fated from that moment forward.”

“We were fated a long time before then.” And he’s right. The first moment we met, touched, my world changed forever. “Is everything all right? You just took off.”

Sighing, I decide no more second-guessing. “Who were you talking to?”

“Just…”

“And don’t tell me just work.”

Silence.

“You’re not telling me something, and I can’t help but feel you’re not telling me this because your secret will change everything.”

I’m hoping he will brush away my insecurities and tell me I’m overreacting, but when he does neither, a sense of dread settles low within my stomach. Unable to stand this a second longer, I open my eyes and turn to face him. The cloud of guilt hangs over his head as he peers down at his scuffed motorcycle boots.

“Just tell me what it is. This is your free pass. Whatever it is, I will deal with it. But please, don’t lie to me or hide the truth because we’ve had enough deceit to last us a lifetime.”

He mulls over my proposition, which has me wondering what exactly he’s done. A cold sweat suddenly coats my skin, and I swallow. “Oh god, Saxon, what’s going on?”

“Nothing, Lucy, nothing. I promise.” I’m in his arms a moment later as he hugs me with all his might. “Everything is all right. Everything will be fine.” I didn’t realize things weren’t already fine.

Breaking our embrace, I shake my head, adamant to find out the truth. “I don’t believe you.” Nothing but regret rolls off him as his shoulders drop. I can’t stand this. I don’t know why, but my gut tells me this involves Cleo. I knew she was trouble from the first moment we met, but I never thought she’d have the power to drive a wedge between us. “Does this have anything to do with… Cleo?” His jaw clenches.

I’m waiting for him to put my mind at ease, but he doesn’t. He simply stands mute, hands dug deep into his pockets. I feel sick. “Saxon, answer me. What…what did you do?”

He hisses, taking a step back. “I didn’t do anything.”

“Then tell me what the hell is going on.”

“Why would you automatically assume Cleo is involved?”

“Because whoever you’re speaking to, you clearly don’t want me to know who it is. So unless you have another girl on the side…”

Another girl?” he spits, angered. “I don’t have any girls but you, Lucy.”

“Then tell me what’s going on!”

An exasperated breath leaves him as he begins to pace. This place once filled with happy memories is now tainted with secrets and doubt. I give him the time he clearly needs because he’ll just clam up if I continue to push.

“Yes, I need to tell you something, but…” He comes to a stop, running both hands through his snarled hair. “But I know when I do, you’ll…” The sentence remains unfinished because the ringing of Saxon’s cell cements my fate for good.


Pre-Order Links

Release: 28th February 2018

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About the Author

mjMonica James spent her youth devouring the works of Anne Rice, William Shakespeare, and Emily Dickinson.

When she is not writing, Monica is busy running her own business, but she always finds a balance between the two. She enjoys writing honest, heartfelt, and turbulent stories, hoping to leave an imprint on her readers. Her inspiration comes from everyday life.

She is a bestselling author in the US, Australia, Canada, and the UK.

Monica James resides in Melbourne, Australia, with her wonderful family, and menagerie of animals. She is slightly obsessed with cats, chucks and lip gloss, and secretly wishes she was a ninja on the weekends.

 

New Posts & Reading Challenges for 2018

New Posts

I’m back!!!!

I really didn’t mean to take this much time away from blogging but I think it’s really helped in terms of rejuvenating my drive to write. Going forward I have decided to retire my 2 weekly posts  (Quotable Tuesday and Lets Talk, these can now be found under the archives tab)  mainly because I was getting a little bored of them. To replace these posts, I’ll be doing one weekly post which is themed “On Topic/Off Topic” and the idea is to use this heading to write about things that either about books (On Topic) or use the Off Topic to write about something completely random that has nothing to do with reading – hence the “Off Topic” name.

I’m also getting rid of the monthly Other Pursuits posts and I’m replacing a monthly roundup of all the books I have read and books that I have added to my tbr.

Other than that I’ll be mainly focusing on reviews, book promos, and no doubt a few tags because who doesn’t like doing those?

Reading Challenges 2018

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As I managed to complete my reading goal last year of 120 books so I’ve up’ed this years challenge to 130. If you want to follow my progress this is my GoodReads Profile – feel free to friend me 🤓

Beat the Backlist

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I came across this challenge in one of the many groups I’m part of on Facebook. The idea behind this reading challenge is to read books off your TBR that have been on there for ages.  The Challenge is hosted by Novel Knights, The challenge will run from January 1, 2018, to December 31, 2018, so you can sign up anytime here.

The really fun thing about this challenge is that you are sorted into teams which you earn points for and each team is competing against the other teams to see you can get the most posts each mouth. One person will be drawn as a winner from the team with the most points to receive a book of their choice.

My team for this challenge is the Story Sorcerers.

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Another reason I’ll be a doing a monthly book roundup is so that I can keep a track of my progress for this challenge on here.


That’s all for now.

More Later! ✌🏼

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