We will fall by Shannon Dunlap |Review (German)

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Hallo! Und willkommen zurück auf meinem Blog. Ich weiß, ich schreibe nicht so viele deutsche Rezensionen, wie ich es versprochen habe, aber habt Geduld mit mir. Sie kommen alle! Irgendwann mal auf jeden Fall.

Ich habe ein Rezensionsexemplar von We will fall bei Lovelybooks.de gewonnen und ich kann euch eins sagen. Dieses Buch hat mich so fertig gemacht. Vor allem dieser Schluss! Bevor ich allerdings zu viel verrate, fangen wir mal mit dem eigentlichen Post an.

Inhaltsangabe von Lovelybooks.de:

Als Izzy und Tristan sich das erste Mal begegnen, ist wahrscheinlich allen außer ihnen selbst klar, dass ihre Geschichte nicht gut ausgehen kann. Zu verschieden sind sie: die weiße Professorentochter und der Schwarze aus dem Ghetto. Niemand ahnt, dass die beiden sich heimlich treffen, schon gar nicht Marcus, Tristans Cousin. Marcus ist in undurchsichtige Geschäfte verstrickt – und Tristan schuldet ihm alles.

Als Marcus sich ausgerechnet Izzy herauspickt, um mit ihr seinen größten Feind zu provozieren, wird es gefährlich. Und so nimmt die Tragödie ihren Lauf – tragisch, herzzerreißend, größer als das Leben!

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Titel – We will fall (Original Titel: Izzy & Tristan)
Autor – Shannon Dunlap
Verlag – Fischer Sauerländer
Genre – Jugendbuch, Retelling, Romance
Erscheinungsdatum – 23.10.2019

Trigger Warnung – Tod, Depressionen, Gewalt, Betrug
Sprache – Deutsch (Original Sprache: Englisch)
Version – Hardcover*
Seiten – 368


Als ich die Inhaltsangabe gelesen habe, wusste ich sofort, dass ich dieses Buch lesen wollte. Und als ich dann auch noch dafür ausgewählt wurde und es bei mir zu Hause ankam, war ich natürlich überglücklich. Ich muss natürlich sagen, dass das Buch mich keines Falls enttäuscht hat. Es ist eine sehr emotionale Geschichte gewesen.

Was mochte ich?

Wie immer fange ich mit dem Schreibstil an. Dieser hat mir sehr gefallen und ich habe so auch einfach in die Geschichte rein gefunden. We will fall ist einfach super geschrieben und man kann nicht genug von dem Schreibstil der Autorin bekommen. Ich fand es auch ziemlich praktisch, dass die Kapitel so kurz waren. Man kommt schneller durch das Buch und sieht kaum, wie schnell die Zeit verfliegt.

Das Ende kommt ziemlich überraschend. Man ist gar nicht darauf gefasst und fällt aus allen Wolken, wenn man das liest. Aber das Ende passt perfekt zum Buch. Egal wie emotional und traurig ich das ganze gefunden habe. Also ja, dieses Buch hat kein Happy End und darauf muss man gefasst sein. Aber für jeden von euch, der die Original Geschichte gelesen hat, müsste das ja schon im voraus klar gewesen sein.

Ihr seit also vorgewarnt, habt Taschentücher neben euch bereit liegen. Denn glaubt mir, ihr werdet sie brauchen.

Ich werde We will fall in einigen Monaten wieder lesen und dann wird es auch hoffentlich ein entspannteres Leseerlebnis werden. Mit der Uni konnte ich dieses Buch leider nicht so genießen wie ich es gerne getan hätte.

Was mochte ich nicht?

Es gibt nur etwas, das ich nicht so sehr mochte. Und zwar war es ein sehr langsamer Anfang. Auch wenn der Schreibstil richtig gut war, brauchte man dennoch ein wenig um in die Geschichte reinzukommen. Trotzdem, war es ein sehr guter Jugendroman mit dem perfekten Ende!

Lieblingscharakter?

Izzy

Im Großen und Ganzen, ist We will fall eine traurige, emotionale Liebesgeschichte zwischen zwei Jugendlichen Izzy und Tristan. Es ist ein Buch, das ich jedem empfehlen kann. Ich habe die Original Geschichte zwar noch nicht gelesen, habe aber gehört, dass sie einige Gemeinsamkeiten mit We will fall hat. Wenn ihr diese also gelesen habt und sie euch gefallen hat, dann bin ich mir sicher, dass ihr We will fall auch mögen werdet.


Habt ihr We will fall schon gelesen? Wenn ja, hat es euch gefallen? Wenn nein, werdet ihr es noch lesen?


*Ein Rezensionsexemplar wurde mir von Lovelybooks.de zugeschickt, um eine ehrliche Rezension darüber zu schreiben. Alle meine Meinungen sind meine eigenen. Vielen Dank an Lovelybooks.de und den Verlag für das Exemplar!

Beneath London‘s Fog by Iona Caldwell |Blitz + Giveaway

Beneath London’s Fog
Iona Caldwell
Published by: FyreSyde Publishing
Publication date: October 30th 2019
Genres: Occult Fiction, Ghost Story, British Literature

Jonathan is the immortal master of Raven Hollow Manor – a decrepit mansion riddled with superstition, murder and restless ghosts. Beneath it lies a restless malice.

Its previous owner driven mad, violently kills his guests with a rusted ax, creating the perfect venue for Jonathan to seclude himself in a prison of his own device.

When the streets of London begin to run red with blood; the bodies exhibiting disturbing signs and baffling wounds, the identity of the killer remains elusive to police.

The bodies are just the beginning of Jonathan’s troubles. A mysterious letter accusing Jonathan of committing the murders appear, raising suspicion in the police. Hidden beneath the mangled bodies, Jonathan soon realizes he is being forced to face demons he thought died in a forlorn past he attempted to escape.

One thing Jonathan knows for certain: He must deal with the demons of his past if he is to survive his future. Not only him but those he has come to love as well.

For fans of Jim Butcher, Stephen King, Darcy Coates and Nick Cutter.

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EXCERPT:

The Streets Ran With Blood

I want it known before this tale begins – I am not a hero but a villain. I want no sympathy from whomever reads this recalling of my story; no mourning for the tragedy that befell my life. I am not an innocent man but a sinner forced to face the ravaging demons and ghosts of his own creation.

My story began as many do – a lie, a fire and murder. One of my kind murdered the woman I loved in the coldest of blood in one of history’s darkest times at the behest of a possessive noble.

After a run in with him in Nottingham, I soon found myself fleeing for my life from hunters, framed for a murder I had not committed.

Forgive me, I am getting ahead of myself.

Let me begin where this part of my story took place.

A bloody civil war ravaged London followed shortly by the Great Fire in 1666. A glorious time for me and those like me to take advantage of the chaos and remain hidden in the shadows.

I managed to pursue the one responsible for nearly getting me killed two centuries prior to the plague which befell London before the fire.

Within the shadows of the flickering flames of St. Peter’s Cathedral, I struck him down and departed the city, thus avoiding my demise.

I had yet to escape him, however, when his vengeful spirit devoured the souls of the innocent in a mad bloodlust.

Though greatly injured, I managed to drive his spirit to my new home Raven Hollow Manor in London, imprisoning him in stone coffin in the crypt beneath it.

Peace resumed in my life and nobles of all kinds enjoyed lavishly hosted parties within the halls of my estate.

Unfortunately, the short lived splendor at the hands of the hauntings filled the ears of the locals and my beloved home decayed into a tangled web of blood-filled rumors and superstition.

My once glorious halls became infested with dust, its crystal chandeliers covered with cobwebs, their spiders fat on the insects buzzing around the decay and mold-covered wallpaper.

Yet, there I remained as it proved a decent place to not only contain my greatest sin but served also as a castle of solitude.

The tides of time swept by in a cacophony of modernization and the movement from superstition to things only mortal science could explain.

I still needed to venture into the city, not only to feed but also to purchase other items needed for everyday living.

It wasn’t until the winter of 1910 that my silence would be disrupted in the form of a girl named Holly, a young street urchin accused of theft. I took her with me after using a bit of “persuasion” on the local officers to let her go.

They did not need to know where I would take her and she soon grew into a wonderful messenger on my behalf. She became a rather attractive young woman with bouncy blonde curls who kept me company with stories of what went on in the city.

I am sure, at one time, she became infatuated with me. It did not surprise me. To mortals, my kind held a certain allure they found difficult to ignore. I ended her infatuation quickly following a stern talking to and dousing with cold water.

One day, while in my labyrinthine garden, Holly came to me in tears.

When the people of London learned where Holly lived, the townsfolk dubbed her a practitioner of black magic.

One day, I found Holly sitting on one of the marble benches in the garden, sobbing. I picked a flower and put it in my daughter’s hair, sitting next to her beneath the statue of a praying angel.

“You need not worry about them, dearest. Mortals are always quick to place labels on what they do not understand.”

Holly sniffled and sobbed, wiping her nose and offering me a smile. “But why do they avoid this place, Jonathan?”

“Mortals fear what they cannot comprehend. Pay them no mind. You are a wonderful young woman,” I purred, brushing a blonde curl from her face.

The words appeared to have placated her as she smiled and joined me in a moonlight stroll through the garden.

***

Around midnight, after dinner with Holly, I dismissed her to bed. Once she departed, I sought out sustenance in the city.

A dense fog rolled in due to the cool winter weather and the recent days of rain.

Combined with the darkness of the streets and alleyways, I managed to meet a young working woman on the corner and wooed her into joining me for a walk to the park. As with other women, I made sure she understood I respected her body with gentle caresses and loving words murmured into her ears.

Once I placed her deep under my spell, I kissed the tender flesh of the woman’s throat and exposed shoulder, thanking her for her gift.

My fangs pierced her flesh, earning a moan of pleasure as her body surrendered its precious life force without any significant damage. Her body pressed against mine, her moans increasing with pleasure at my kiss.

I preferred this method to those of many of my other brethren who tore their victims apart during a feeding, choosing power to subdue instead of sexual allure.

When signs of weakness began manifesting I released my hold, picking her up after licking the small puncture wounds, my saliva healing them, leaving no marks or scars.

To assure she received care, I took her to the nearest hospital and deposited her on the steps without anyone noticing.

As always, I used hypnotic suggestion to erase her memory and leave her with a pleasant dream.

During the wee hours of the morning, I tended to enjoy the calls of the birds and the chirping of the crickets to help relieve the burden on my mind.

Not a soul roamed the streets near the bridge where I liked to sit and write poetry or read a book.

In the midst of the silence, a horrifying shriek caught my attention, almost startling me.

My pupils narrowed to those one might see in a viper or a cat. I let my body dissipate into the form of a black mist, hovering over the city in search of the source of the scream.

I found it in the shape of the body of a mangled man.

The whites of his eyes consumed most of the portion of the glossy orbs in his skull, mouth gaped open mid-scream.

I knelt before him, my own brows furrowed in frustration at the recognition of the familiar puncture wounds on the man’s throat. This cannot be. No other has hunted here in centuries.

The disturbing find made something clear.

Many of my kind preferred not to hunt in one place occupied by another of higher status, or in another’s territory for that matter. We changed due to the growing number of human hunters who would kill any of us they came across.

Despite the city’s size, my reputation often kept others out of my hunting grounds, for which I remained grateful.

This new kill had been malicious.

If I allowed such behavior to continue, it could draw the attention of the hunters or the local police to my home.

Whomever the responsible party, I needed to locate them and have a word with them or kill them if necessary.

My eyes closed, a heavy sigh drawing up from within my lungs. I placed my fingers over the man’s eyes, using a gentle touch to close them. “Forgive whichever of us did this to you. You did not deserve to die in such a horrific manner.”

Searching through the pockets of his trench coat, I located his identification card and vowed to send some money and roses to his family.

Sounds of sirens and the calls of the corner watchmen announced the arrival of the authorities. I left them the man’s wallet so they could inform his family of their loss.

I lurked in the shadows listening to the inspectors scrutinizing the scene.

“Bloody mystery, it is. This is the second mangled body we found this week. One has to wonder if we might be witnessing the birth of another blighter of a serial killer.” One of the inspectors scratched his head beneath the dome shaped hat.

I recognized him as Bertrand Abrams, a well-known officer and one of the only men who aided Holly during her visits to town.

From his looks, one would expect him to hail from Scotland. A bushy mustache and stringy hair with the consistency of sheep’s wool held the color of fire. Dimples set into high cheekbones and a double chin made me smile. A portly belly betrayed his affinity for too many scones and perhaps Scotch.

He had been wrong. This death held no mystery. I merely needed to find the one responsible before it resulted in too much of a personal dilemma.

Following the release of the corpse to the medical examiner, I took the form of black mist and drifted back to Raven Hollow.

The beginnings of my night would be haunted by dreams of a past filled with love, vengeance and pain.

It would be filled with shining auburn locks and eyes the color of the fresh leaves of spring.


Author Bio:

Iona Caldwell is the lover of all things arcane, folklore, nature and magic.
She is the author of the British Occult Fiction, Beneath London’s Fog set to be published by FyreSyde Publishing October 2019. Her second title, Hell’s Warden is forecasted to release in February of 2020. When she’s not busy weaving worlds of the arcane and dark, she’s spending time out in nature. An avid lover of books, Iona claims her biggest inspirations are H.P Lovecraft, Stephen King, Neil Gaiman and Edgar Allen Poe.

She believes storytellers should tell the stories they want to tell. As such, most of her titles are stand-alone novellas she hopes will leave her readers immersed in magical worlds.

She is also an extremely active book blogger who will review primarily horror, suspense, supernatural thriller, mystery, and occult/gothic fiction.

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Dark One’s Bride by Aldrea Alien |Blitz + Giveaway INTL

Dark One’s Bride
Aldrea Alien
(Dark One’s Trilogy #2)
Publication date: October 31st 2019
Genres: Young Adult Gothic Romance

A royal wedding. A fiery heroine. And a brazen act of sabotage that could topple a kingdom.

It has been five months since Clarabelle Weaver saved the life of the infamous Great Lord and happily accepted his unexpected marriage proposal. With their wedding less than a week away, she is finally stepping into the unfamiliar world beyond her village to face nobility she never knew existed.

But it’s not only them who are interested in her presence.

The enemy is also stirring for this historic occasion. Their focus not on the man they see as their reviled “Dark Lord”, but on her as the young woman who supposedly carries his heir.

Clara must weave a path through attempted assassinations and poisonings whilst also proving to the court that she’s suitable to become their ruler’s Great Lady… all before taking their vows. But has her training prepared her for an attack that could send the kingdom into war?

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EXCERPT:

The door took them out into a narrow, vacant corridor. Cool air caressed her face and took the edge off the wretched sogginess that had grasped her limbs. Clara breathed deeply as they walked, willing her stomach to stop fluttering and disgusted it wouldn’t obey such a command. It was empty bar a half-cup of liquid. What was left for it to protest?

Lucias ran his hand up and down her back in light, reassuring strokes. The action was somewhat at odds with the concern plastered across his face and the anger evident in the flicker of silvery-blue light in his eyes. Small though they were, the sparks still flashed in the gloom. “How are you feeling now?”

“Still terrible,” she mumbled. Even away from the warmth of the kitchens, the unbearable heat continued to plague her.

He nodded as if expecting that very reply. There was a hitch in his stride as he fumbled with something in a small pouch on his belt. “Here,” he whispered, pressing a slim glass vial into her hand. “Drink this. It should fix that.”

Clara uncorked the vial and downed the brown sludge without a second thought. Her very hair seemed to shudder at the bitterness coating her tongue. She gagged. Her stomach rolled, still deciding on whether to reject this strange concoction. “What was that?” The words barely escaped her without her biting her tongue.

“It’s the antidote for a large variety of poisons.” He took the vial back from her and returned it to the pouch. “I always keep a few on me.”

Heat drained from her face. She wasn’t certain if it was due to the vial’s effects or the implication that… “Someone tried to poison me?” She hadn’t even been here a day. How could there already be people in place to make an attempt on her life? And why hadn’t they gone straight for Lucias?

“Well, it’s was either that or the food was far too rich for you. But I’d prefer to err on the side of caution when it comes to your wellbeing. I’ll bring a few vials for you in the morning. Right after I send a few of my people to interrogate the kitchen staff.”


Author Bio:

Aldrea Alien lives in New Zealand with their family, including a menagerie of animals, most of which are convinced they’re just as human as the next person. Especially the cats! By day, they wrangle the family, often writing romantic fantasy by night.

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Sister of Embers & Echoes by Annie Anderson |Cover Reveal

Sister of Embers & Echoes
Annie Anderson
(Rogue Ethereal, #4)
Publication date: January 17th 2020
Genres: Adult, Urban Fantasy

Demons, murder, and a trip straight to Hell…

I thought I’d get a little time off before the veritable poop hit the fan, but fate — or rather the Fates — have other ideas. The witch who tried to have my sister possessed has escaped, and not only do I find him dead, but I don’t have a clue who he was working with. Or working for…

Now I have a Council Member in human jail, a ragtag bunch of stuffy law-abiders to lead, and a solid inkling that the next person on the chopping block is me.

All of that would be bad enough, but I’ve got bigger problems. Maria isn’t quite right after a demon almost stole her body, and I have a hunch it’s going to require a trip to Hell to get it fixed.

Time to sharpen my athames, vacation time is over.

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Author Bio:

Annie Anderson is a military wife and United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and abroad. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, an old man of a dog, and a young pup that makes life… interesting.

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Forged by Fire by Danielle Annett |Blitz + Giveaway INTL

Forged by Fire
Danielle Annett
(Blood and Magic, #6)
Publication date: November 3rd 2019
Genres: New Adult, Urban Fantasy

I thought I’d get a break. Maybe catch some R&R.
Boy, was I wrong.
My best friend is still MIA.
My foe turned friend—Inarus—is safe, maybe. Though he’s anything but sound.
And now Melody, my Harpy gal pal—is missing, leaving behind a trail of blood like some macabre Hansel and Gretel.

I’m still trying to figure out how to balance being a mercenary, and the mate of the Alpha of Pacific Northwest Pack, and the cherry on the flipping sundae that is my life, is a string of attacks against the Pack’s Clan houses.

Something is off about these attacks.
The assailants are hopped up on Harpy blood.

And I don’t know about you, but I don’t believe in coincidences. Someone kidnapped Melody and they’re using her to go after the Pack.
I’ll give you three guesses who it is, but you’ll only need one.
The HAC is behind everything, and my mother is behind them. It’s the fight I always knew was coming, but this time only one of us will survive.

BLOOD & MAGIC: THE COMPLETE SERIES
CURSED BY FIRE (#1)
KISSED BY FIRE (#2)
BURNED BY FIRE (#3)
BRANDED BY FIRE (#4)
CONSUMED BY FIRE (#5)
FORGED BY FIRE (#6)

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I spotted a familiar face in the growing crowd outside and sped towards him. Oh hell no.

“Caden, you’re not coming.”

He jumped and spun to face me, determination in his expression.

“I can fight,” he said, his voice firm.

I shook my head. “No. Absolutely not.”

He flinched, his expression now wary. “You don’t think I can?”

I gave a harsh sigh and pulled him away from the crowd of shifters, not that it would do much good. Shifter hearing made privacy nearly impossible.

“I know you can,” I told him.

“Then why?” His cognac eyes pleaded with me, but I wouldn’t change my mind about this.

I rubbed my forehead. Had I ever been this rash and impulsive at his age? The answer was a resounding yes. I was still often impulsive, but I was older than him. Had more experience with life-and-death situations.

Caden was only seventeen. At his age, I’d already been on my own but I shouldn’t have been. I shouldn’t have had to fend for myself the same way Caden shouldn’t be faced with a fight for his life. Not now. Not when he had a promising future ahead of him.

“I know you’re eager to prove yourself.” I fixed him with an unflinching gaze. “But you’re still young and —” he opened his mouth to speak but I pushed on not giving him the chance, “if what Brock says is true and you’re to be the Pack’s next Hunter then what you could do in the future is much more important than what you could do today.”

He gave me a sullen look. “I can do both. I can fight today and still be the Pack’s Hunter.”

I shook my head. Even if that were true, I wouldn’t let him. I refused to have his death on my hands.

“You’ve heard her decision.” Declan’s voice behind me had me whirling around to face him.

“Yes, Alpha,” Caden said as he brushed passed us, heading back to the safety of the Compound with his head bowed and shoulders hunched.

We both followed his retreating form. “You know you can’t protect him forever,” Declan told me.

“I know. But that doesn’t mean I can’t try.”

He nodded before pulling me into his arms and nuzzling my hair. “You’ll make a great mother.”

His words had me jolting out of his embrace as I stared wide-eyed at him.

“W-What?”

He gazed down at me, and I felt his hesitancy through our bond. “I just meant that you’re protective. Like a shifter mother with her cub.”

I eyed him warily but accepted his explanation though all of a sudden I felt off-kilter. Declan and I had never discussed having children. Did he want them? Did I?

I shook the thoughts away. Now wasn’t the time.


Author Bio:

I’m just a girl with an obsession for Marvel movies, a love of all things Urban Fantasy, and a cheerleader for the underdog in any given story.

If you’re looking for a heroine you can root for … someone who defies the odds and gets up every time they’re knocked down … then look no further because that’s what you’ll find in my books.

I hope you’ll join me in Aria Naveed’s adventures. She’s pretty badass if I do say so myself.

And if for some strange reason you want to know more about me, check out my website http://www.Danielle-Annett.com and catch me on facebook https://bit.ly/2t588Uu

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Slaying Monsters for the Feeble by Annette Marie |Blitz + Giveaway INTL

Slaying Monsters for the Feeble
Annette Marie
(The Guild Codex: Demonized #2)
Publication date: November 1st 2019
Genres: New Adult, Urban Fantasy

I’m bound to a demon.

For my entire life, I avoided magic at all costs. Now, I’m responsible for a demon who wields magic more powerful than the toughest mage or sorcerer.

Demons are evil.

That’s what my textbooks say. That’s what I see. He’s ruthless, he’s temperamental, he’s cold. But he protects me without fail. I wonder if he’s hiding a heart behind his hostility.

My demon is a monster.

Heartless or not, my contract with him is illegal and beyond dangerous. Together, we need to find a way to send him back to his own world before anyone discovers our secret. If that wasn’t difficult enough, there’s another problem:

My demon isn’t the only monster I should be worried about.


From the author of The Guild Codex: Spellbound comes a new series that will plunge an unprepared young woman into the darkest magic of the mythic world.

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I cautiously reached under the neck of my sweater and closed my fingers around the cool silver pendant. Withdrawing the infernus, I settled it on my chest. Darren’s gaze followed it, his expression torn between curiosity and derision.

“Would you like to see my demon?” I asked him. “Right now?” He crossed his arms over his thick chest. “Yeah, let’s see it.”

I ran my thumb across the infernus. Let’s play the game, Zylas.

The pendant blazed with crimson light. Power spilled down, hit the floor, then pooled upward into my demon’s shape. The glow flared into solidity, then faded. Zylas stood still and silent, staring blankly at nothing in a flawless imitation of an enslaved demon with no autonomy.

Despite his ornery defiance, Zylas was nothing if not intelligent. He knew this moment was too crucial for disobedience. Both our lives depended on his acting skills.

At his appearance, gasps flew through the pub and I resisted the urge to shrink. We had everyone’s attention now. They were staring at Zylas, measuring him, judging him, and all he could do was stand there and endure it. At least no one laughed this time.

“Seriously?”

Or maybe the laughter hadn’t begun yet.

This is your demon?” Darren planted his feet almost on Zylas’s toes, smirking into the demon’s face. “I’ve never seen such a small, pathetic demon in my life!”

The blond woman mock-whispered to the rangy guy, “Do you think she got it for cheap because it’s a runt?”

When Darius, the Crow and Hammer’s GM, had allowed me to join, I’d hoped this guild would be different from the Grand Grimoire, but maybe all guilds were the same. Maybe Zylas and I were too small and weak for anyone to respect.

The barbed tip of his tail gave the tiniest twitch, unnoticed by the watching mythics.

“Forgetting something, dumbasses?” Tori’s acidic snap cut into my thoughts. “Robin and her demon

killed the unbound one on Halloween. Obviously they’re not weak.”

She was defending us?

“Not weak?” Darren scoffed. His hand rose toward Zylas. “This thing couldn’t—” Uh-oh, not good. “Don’t touch him.”

Darren’s reach stuttered, then he boldly rammed his palm into Zylas. The demon didn’t move and Darren stumbled backward, thrown off balance. He shook his head and glanced at his hand, as though confused about how his powerful muscles had failed to affect the shorter, lighter demon.

He thought we were weak. No one here respected us. Unwelcome and disregarded … but what had Tori said? Don’t let him push you around.

I pressed my thumb against the sigil at the center of the infernus. Zylas?

I didn’t need to finish the thought—his hand was already closing around Darren’s throat. With strength

the mythic could only dream of, Zylas swung him off his feet and slammed him down on the bar.

Not too rough, I warned.

He bent Darren backward over the bar. The mythic spluttered and flailed helplessly. Everyone else had withdrawn, shock and fear on their faces. I hated that we had to prove our strength, but this was much better than last time. Zylas was making the proper impression without having to pound half the guild into the floor.

I straightened my glasses, turned toward the bartender, and forced a smile. “Could I have a water, please, Tori?”

Author Bio:

Annette Marie is the author of Amazon best-selling YA urban fantasy series Steel & Stone, its prequel trilogy Spell Weaver, and romantic fantasy trilogy Red Winter. Her first love is fantasy, but fast-paced adventures and tantalizing forbidden romances are her guilty pleasures. She lives in the frozen winter wasteland of Alberta, Canada (okay, it’s not quite that bad) with her husband and their furry minion of darkness—sorry, cat—Caesar. When not writing, she can be found elbow-deep in one art project or another while blissfully ignoring all adult responsibilities.

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The Event by Whitney Dineen |Blitz + Giveaway INTL

The Event
Whitney Dineen
Publication date: November 1st 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary

There’s a reason Emmeline Frothingham left her hometown of Creek Water, Missouri as soon as humanly possible. That reason is small-minded, judgmental people who wouldn’t know the truth if it was coughed up on them like an errant furball.
After graduating from college, Emmie gets her dream job in New York City. As the head buyer at Silver Spoons–a high-end boutique, and single girl about town, her life is ideal. That is, until the night of The Event, her company’s annual award’s ball at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Nerves plus too much tequila leave Emmie dealing with a wicked hangover, the unemployment line, and a surprise to end all surprises.
Facing the repercussions of her wild night, Emmie is forced to go home to work in her family’s business. But her return puts her dead in the sights of the gossipy country club harpies who drove her away in the first place.
Will Emmie make peace with her past and embrace the love of her family? Will she discover that the man who seems to be judging her most has a secret of his own? Find out in this deliciously fun romantic comedy, sure to put a smile on your face!

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EXCERPT:

In my esteemed, but obviously biased opinion, Creek Water, Missouri, population 14,012, is the armpit of the world. Scratch that, it’s a ripe pustulant boil on the butt of the Northern Hemisphere. If it weren’t my hometown, and I weren’t desperate for employment, I’d have never considered moving back. Ever.

I just got off the phone with my Uncle Jed—the Beverly Hillbillies reference is not lost on me—and he’s offered to make me manager of a new commercial venture he and my other uncle Jesse (yes, like Full House) are starting up in the old warehouse district. The revitalization of Creek Water continues as my former peers have discovered that it’s cheaper to live at home and not go out into the real world like I did. Problem is, I got myself into a tiny bit of trouble in the real world.

I was driven in my formative years to prove that I could make something of myself without any backing from the illustrious Frothingham family, of which I am one. I was sick to death of people thinking everything was handed to me on a silver platter just because of my last name. So, I worked hard to get excellent grades in school, and I earned myself a scholarship to college. After graduation, I moved to New York City, determined to leave my small-town, small-minded roots behind. Things were going great too, until The Event.

I worked as head buyer for Silver Spoons Enterprises in Manhattan, an exclusive gourmet/kitchenware boutique chain on the Eastern Seaboard. I was stationed at our flagship location on East Seventy-Third Street.

The Event was the corporate dinner dance at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, where all the bigwigs gathered to pat each other on the back and recognize top-performing employees. I thought I was a shoo-in for the Demitasse Award, honoring the most creative contribution to the company during that fiscal year. I was personally responsible for the whole “Linens for Dinner” campaign, which promoted the idea that both urban and suburban millennials only use cloth napkins to dine, thus not only cutting back our carbon footprint by lessening paper waste, but also adding a touch of elegance to our lives. We sold more linens that year than in the previous ten years combined. It was that successful.

So there I sat in my way too expensive dress—I splurged because I knew how important it was to make a good impression on the executives and because it was the perfect little number to accept my honor in—when Jameson Diamante announced the nominees for the Demitasse.

There were only three of us—me with my linen campaign, Juliet Smithers from the Southampton store for her “Drink More Wine!” crusade, and Allison Conrad from Atlanta for her “Pretty Please, Y’all” call to reinstate formal invitations on engraved card stock.

Why don’t we just kill the planet, Allison, with all the trees we’re going to murder for your cause?

I was poised on the edge of my seat ready to throw my hands across my heart and gasp something along the lines of, “What? Me? My word, I’m so surprised!” I’d imagined how I’d get up and show off my six-hundred-dollar understated elegance to the whole room.

Jameson announced, “This year’s decision was not an easy one to make, with all three ladies greatly contributing to our brand, but in the end, we chose the contender who was responsible for the most innovative campaign.”

Here’s where the chain of events gets a wee bit cloudy. I could have sworn he’d called my name, so I stood up as planned, but my good friend and table-mate Lexi says that isn’t what happened at all. Apparently, old Jameson had called out Allison’s name, and she and I both went up to accept the award. How deforesting the planet is innovative, I do not know. I did hear through the corporate grapevine that Allison had gone to Jameson’s hotel room with him before the ceremony like a Kardashian auditioning her new sugar daddy. But I digress. Back to The Event.

I grabbed the silver spoon out my fellow nominee’s hand and proceeded to give my speech. All of it. Which for some reason I was allowed to do. It was a beautiful speech. I thanked my mother for her graciousness and manners, and I thanked my grandmother for teaching me how to fold dinner napkins into swans. I was about to thank Silver Spoons for having the wisdom to hire me, when Allison grabbed the Demitasse out of my hand. I may have chosen that moment to snatch it back and hit her over the head with it—obviously not very hard as she never pressed assault charges, thank God.

It’s all conjecture really. All I can say for certain is that I hastily fled the ceremony, trotting down all eight hundred thousand stairs of the Met in four-inch heels, in a cloud of disgrace and disappointment. I took a cab to a nearby bar, where I proceeded to drink my body weight in tequila before waking up in an unknown apartment in Brooklyn.

Author Bio:

Whitney loves to laugh, play with her kids, bake, and eat french fries — not always in that order.

Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to.

She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.

Gold Medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2017.

Silver medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.

Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.

Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.

Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017

Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017

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Fae Curse by Eve A.Hunt |Cover Reveal

Fae Curse
Eve A. Hunt
Publication date: January 3rd 2020
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

What do sexy fae lords, a vampire assassin, and a TV baking show have in common?

Yours truly.

Yeah no, I did not plan this.

After scoring first in the show, I opened a bakery with my bestie and planned to live a long life riding my motorcycle and shoving chocolate croissants into my face hole.

But when a castle full of ridiculously gorgeous immortals showed up in my small town south of Nashville, my life changed.

A lot. Like a lot, a lot.

Because of a five hundred year old curse, the immortals can’t leave the castle without turning to ash. But when the most powerful fae lord uses his seductive power to lure me closer—planning to psychically feed on my aura—he successfully steps out of the castle for the first time.

Now the fae want more than a taste of my aura. They want to use all of my blood to break the curse. I’m pretty sure the vamp just wants me for dessert, which is painfully ironic. And until I figure out how to throw the immortals back into whatever magical hole they crawled out of, they will wreak murderous havoc on my hometown.

I don’t want to go down as a sacrifice to save everyone. As far as I know there aren’t any pumpkin muffins in the afterlife.

If only this life were as simple as a biscuit recipe…

If you are a fan of fated mates, enemies to lovers, and kickass heroines, you’ll love this series! Read the first five chapters for FREE here: https://www.alishaklapheke.com/eve-a-hunt

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Author Bio:

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Eve A. Hunt is the paranormal romance/urban fantasy pen name for USA Today bestselling author Alisha Klapheke

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Everything I did in October |Monthly Wrap-up

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Hello everyone and welcome back to the blog! How are you all? I hope that you’re all feeling great.

Today I’m back with a monthly wrap-up for you and I’m sorry that it’s coming so late! But University has it’s grip all over me. Again! And on top of that I’m actually drowning.

And now without further ado, let’s start with this post!

#1 – To Kill a Kingdom by Alexandra Christo – audiobook – 344 pages – 4 stars – no review planned

I kind of don’t remember much of this book but the narrators were great and I will need to re-read or re-listen to this as soon as possible!

#2 – Thunderhead by Neal Shusterman – paperback – 515 pages – 5 stars – Review coming soon

It took me ages to read this book! Ages! I’ve finally read it and I’m so glad that I did because it was even better than the first one! How long do you think that it will take me to buy and to read the third book? Let’s bet on this down in the comments below!

#3 – The Athena Protocol by Shamim Sarif – ebook* – 304 pages – 5 stars – Review

This book was so great! I couldn’t get enough of it.

#4 – All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr – audiobook – 531 pages – 4 stars – no Review planned

I didn’t have a great month audiobook wise because I can’t remember anything. But I will re-read it though!

#5 – The Wicked Deep by Shea Ernshaw – ebook – library copy – 320 pages – 4 stars – Review coming soon

I remember this one when it first came out and I just couldn’t get past page one. This time however I managed to read the whole book and loved it! I don’t understand why I didn’t like it the first time around.

#6 – After the Flood by Kassandra Montag – ebook – library copy – 432 pages – 4 stars – Review planned

This was a buddy read with some amazing bookstagrammers on instagram. The book was great and something I’ve never read before. So stay tuned for that review!

#7 – The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern – paperback – 502 pages – 5 stars – Review planned

Why the actual hell, didn’t I read this book sooner? Can somebody please explain my stupidity?

#8 – The How & the Why by Cynthia Hand – ebook* – 450 pages – 5 stars – Review

This book is a book you absolutely need to read! I enjoyed every minute with this book and I’m still sad that it’s over!

#9 – The Bookworm Crush by Lisa Brown Roberts – ebook* – 400 pages – 5 stars – Review

This book was so much fun guys! If you loved The Bookish Life of Nina Hill, then this is your book!

This means that I’ve read 9 books in total in October which is honestly not my best but also not bad. This makes a total of 3798 pages. I’ve read 3 review copies where all 3 were ebooks, 2 paperback books, 2 audiobooks and 2 ebooks.


And now let’s move on to the TV Shows and I’ve watched a lot! AGAIN

#1 – Downton Abbey – Season 6 – Rating: 5/5

#2 – How to get away with murder – Season 1-5 – Rating: 5/5

#3 – Grey’s Anatomy – Season 16 – Episodes: 2-5 Rating: 4/5

#4 – Z: The Beginning of everything – Season 1 – Episodes: 4 & 5 – Rating: 2/5

#5 – Riverdale – Season 4 – Episodes: 1-3 – Rating: 2/5

#6 – The Hook Up Plan – Season 2 – Rating: 3/5

#7 – Santa Clarita Diet – Season 3 – Episodes: 1-4 – Rating: 3/5

#8 – Suits – Season 2 – Episodes: 4-13 – Rating: 4/5

#9 – Criminal France – Season 1 – Rating: 1.5/5

#10 – Criminal UK – Season 1 – Rating: 3/5

#11 – Banking District – Season 1 – Rating: 3/5

#12 – Tom Clancy’s Jack Ryan – Season 1 – Rating: 5/5

#13 – Scandal (2012) – Season 1 – Episode: 1 – Rating 4/5

#14 – Insatiabale – Season 2 – Rating: 1/5

#15 – Greenhouse Academy – Season 3 – Rating: 3/5

#16 – Unbelievable – Season 1 – Episode: 1 – Rating: 4/5


And now let’s move on to the podcasts. I listened to a lot as well!

I seriously need your help!

#1 – Over my dead body – 2 Episodes

#2 – Unsolved Murders: True Crime Stories – Episodes: 109 & 141-142

#3 – The Black Tapes – Episode: 101

#4 – Conspiracy Theories – 1 Episode

#5 – Bookish Creations – 1 Episode

#6 – Was, wenn? – 1 Episode

#7 – Business Wars – 1 Episode

#8 – Mordlust – Episode: 11

#9 – Lästerschwestern– Episode: 34

#10 – Ellen on the Go – 1 Episode

#11 – Unexplained Mysteries – 1 Episode

#12 – Harry Potter and the Sacred Text – 1 Episode

#13 – TED talks daily – 1 Episode

#14 – The Health Code – 1 Episode

#15 – Monstruo – 1 Episode

#16 – Imaginary Worlds – 1 Episode

#17 – The Numberphile Podcast – 1 Episode

#18 – Voyage to the Stars – 1 Episode

#19 – Extraterrestrial – 1 Episode

And this is everything for this wrap-up.

What did you do in October? Please let me know in the comments below!


*A review copy of this book was sent to me by the author/publisher in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts are my own!

The How and the Why by Cynthia Hand |e-arc Review |FFBC Blog Tour

Hello everyone and welcome back to the blog! How are you all today? I hope good!

Today is my stop in the “The How & the Why” Blog Tour and I have a review and some favourite quotes for you. Are you excited? I certainly am!

Goodreads Synopsis:

A poignant exploration of family and the ties that bind, perfect for fans of Far From the Tree, from New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Hand.
Today Melly had us writing letters to our babies…
Cassandra McMurtrey has the best parents a girl could ask for. They’ve given Cass a life she wouldn’t trade for the world. She has everything she needs—except maybe the one thing she wants. Like, to know who she is. Where she came from. Questions her adoptive parents can’t answer, no matter how much they love her.
But eighteen years ago, someone wrote Cass a series of letters. And they may just hold the answers Cass has been searching for.
Alternating between Cass’s search for answers and letters from the pregnant teen who gave her up for adoption, this voice-driven narrative is the perfect read for fans of Nina LaCour and Jandy Nelson.

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Title – The How & the Why
Author – Cynthia Hand
Publisher – HarperTeen
Release date – November 5th, 2019
Genre – Contemporary/Young Adult

Trigger Warning – illness, adoption, mention of abortion, money problems
Version – Kindle*
Language – English
Pages – 450

What I liked

First of all, I have to say that this was such a beautiful and heartbreaking story. The How & the Why isn‘t a book I would usually pick as it is centered mostly on family issues, which isn‘t really my thing. This book managed however to make me change my opinion as it was so emotional!

The writing style was perfect! The readers could read from the perspective of our main character Cass and from the perspective of her biological mother S. And this thanks to the letters that she wrote to her while she was still an unborn baby.

I also liked the fact that there were small chapters in the book which means that you can‘t stop reading the book and even if you manage to do just that your fingers are aching to continue reading. It was also fast-paced so you won‘t encounter any problems to start reading it!

And last but not least, this book is perfection. READ IT!!!

What I didn‘t like

I didn‘t want it to end! Why did it have to end? WHY?!

Favourite Character

Cass

Overall, The How & the Why is an emotional read that shows both sides of an adoption. If you haven‘t read something like this before I highly recommend you to pick this book up!


Favourite Quotes:

I‘m trying not to be judgmental, but the girls around here, the ones who are keeping their babies and who look at me like I‘m some kind of monster because I‘m not keeping mine, they think it‘s going to be sharing clothes and braiding each other‘s hair. But that‘s not the real world.

“ „Don‘t be nervous.“ Nyla commands me sternly in a whisper. „If you‘re nervous, I‘ll be nervous.

„I‘m completely relaxed. See?“ I give her a terrified gritted-teeth type smile.“

Actually, I‘m kind of making it all up on the spot. My improv skills at their finest.“

„ „Me? I wasn‘t the one screaming about sex.

I‘m becoming more aware lately that I don‘t live in a dream. I‘m a resident of cold, hard reality.

We put the „fun“ in dysfunctional, if you know what I mean.

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Cynthia Hand is the New York Times bestselling author of several books for teens, including the UNEARTHLY trilogy, THE LAST TIME WE SAY GOODBYE, MY LADY JANE and MY PLAIN JANE (with fellow authors Brodi Ashton and Jodi Meadows), THE AFTERLIFE OF HOLLY CHASE, and the upcoming novels THE HOW AND THE WHY and MY CALAMITY JANE (also with Ashton and Meadows). Before turning to writing for young adults, she studied literary fiction and earned both an M.F.A. and a Ph.D. in fiction writing. She currently resides in Boise, Idaho, with her husband, two cats, one crazy dog, two kids, and mountain of books.


AUTHOR LINKS
Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3290920.Cynthia_Hand
Website: http://www.cynthiahandbooks.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/CynthiaHand
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/writercynthiahand/

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This was everything for this post. Are you going to read The How & the Why? Please let me know in the comments below!


*A copy of this book was sent to me by the publisher in exchange for an honest reviews! All thoughts are my own. Thanks to the FFBC team for including me in this tour!