Surrender // Giveaway + Blog Tour

It’s time for the Surrender blog tour! This novel is the second book in the A’vean Chronicles by G.R. Thomas! Check out my post for the first book Awaken HERE. Now let’s get to it!

Title: Surrender (The A’vean Chronicles : Volume 2)

Author: G.R. Thomas

Pages: 394

Genre: YA fiction

Publication Date: December 31st 2016

Format: e-copy *provided by the author (thank youuu 🙂 )

 

summary from Amazon:

Sophia Woodville’s life is anything but ordinary. You can’t be ordinary when you’ve discovered you’re an Earth-born Angel. Alone and suddenly powerless in the stinking heat of the Daimon realm, Sophia has been betrayed by the one person she trusted most. She must find a way to escape and continue her quest to unravel the clues left for her eyes only, fighting the Zombie-like Rogues to preserve the prophecies of Enoch. Only then can the Fallen Angels return to their homeland and humanity be released from the grip of Yeqon and his evil horde.

Goodreads // amazon

Prologue

Syracuse 212 BC

The stench of the narrow, dusty streets made Lucius wish for the battlefields more than ever. The smell of human waste rolled his stomach until the acid of bile lapped at the back of his throat. It mercilessly gnawed at him more than seeing the entrails of a dead soldier. His protracted reposting under General Marcellus was nothing short of mind-numbing. Running meaningless errands for that tyrant not only left his body lacking its former battle strength, but had driven him to the evils of too much wine and women for the lack of adventure. He grimaced with disgust at himself as he wiped strands of amber hair and sweat a third time from his brow with the back of his battle-scarred hand.
He smoothed down his well-kept tunic after a wind gust and re-adjusted his beloved sword across his waist. A gift for bravery, his thumb rolled across the top of the hilt as he made the last turn into the small cobbled street, barely two soldiers wide. The effort of dragging up his right leg with any semblance of dignity slowed him down considerably. The damn injury that saw his last battle a career-ending one. He resented this lameness and ground his teeth in an almost permanent scowl. Barely twenty-five with a young family back on the outskirts of Rome, who were barely sustained on his paltry wage, the pressure to provide well for them was immense. He could envisage the look of shame in his late father’s face when he stared into a looking glass during his morning ablutions. This extra job though, bringing in the old rogue, Archimedes, would see an extra one hundred Denari in his eager hands.

Yet to lay eyes upon his two-year-old daughter, the monetary reward was all that pushed him to accept such menial tasks so far beneath a centurion of his standing. He growled to himself, but pushed on towards his destination.

Lucius found the ramshackle frontage, stopping to rub his temples before he announced himself. Frustrated, he kicked out a stray dog, sniffing for a scrap of food. Headaches had plagued him of late. None of the poultices had worked, not even an entire night’s worth of drinking could calm it. He’d resorted to Vitriola recently, using far too much of his precious wage to acquire the addictive painkiller. It did work somewhat, but left him with nightmares of hellish proportions.


about the author:

 Growing up in the burbs of Melbourne, Australia, in the 1970’s, I had little in the way of technology to entertain me. I loved horses and books. When not riding my pinto pony I devoured fantasy books. I loved Enid Blyton with all the fairies and make believe. Over time, those fairies became darker as I delved into richer, more adult and scary fantasy and paranormal literature. These books mirrored a vivid dreamscape that comes almost nightly to me. Stories swirl about whilst I sleep, both delighting and frightening me. After a wonderful career as an I.C.U nurse and having an amazing family, I finally put pen to paper and began pulling out some of these stories. History and fantasy are what I love to read now, and especially when intertwined together. Anything that takes my mind away from the daily grind is fair game. I am a great fan of diverse and immensely talented authors, some of these being, Ken Follett, Phillipa Gregory, Tolkien, Julie Kagawa, Cassandra Clare, Amy Plum, Rochelle Maya Callen and the very talented Aussie author Matthew Riley. The list could really just go on forever.
Awaken is my debut novel, the first in a three book series.

Follow me on Instagram at grthomas2014 for regular updates on my current writing

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Be sure and also pick up a copy of “Awaken,” the first book in this incredible series.
SOME PEOPLE AREN’T DESTINED TO BE ORDINARY.

With a special gift held close to her heart, it was always going to be hard for Sophia Woodville to live an ordinary life.

As a 20 year old nursing grad, she thought she had her future all sorted.

However, destiny was about to intervene.

Her secret was not so secret. The gift she possessed was just a hint of something far beyond her wildest imagination.

Sophia will be pulled, kicking and screaming, into an unseen, ancient world that challenges all that she thought to be true of herself, her family and the origins of humanity.

Original sin, forbidden love and her life in constant danger.

Will Sophia survive this dark twist of fate?

Will the devil be her saviour?

Will an Angel be her downfall?


giveaway!!!!

One winner will receive a physical copy of Surrender!

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Thank you so much for reading and checking out my blog! I will post the tour schedule down below so you can check out the rest of the tour stops!

~~~ Jordan 😛

TOUR SCHEDULE:

January 16th:

Jen (http://www.happylilbooknook.com)

January 17th: 

Jordan (http://www.readbyroe.com)

January 18th:

Misty (http://www.mistysbookspace.wordpress.com)

January 19th:

Wilmarilys & Melisa (https://bookalmighty.wordpress.com/)

January 20th:

Camille (http://www.instagram.com/cami_simply_reads)

January 21st:

Julieanne (http://ephemeralwriting.wordpress.com)

January 28th:

Tracy (http://www.thepagesinbetween.com)

Sarah (http://www.transientdrifter.blogspot.com)

January 29th:

SurrenderSIZEDcovercreatespaceSarah (http://www.sarahinzombieland.wordpress.com)

Blog Tour Organized by: Happy Lil Book Tours

*Hosts were provided with a copy of the book for review purposes in exchange for their honest reviews and opinions.*

Betraying Xaverique // GIVEAWAY + More

Hey guys! You may remember my post on Choosing Xaverique (the first book) from a while back, and I absolutely LOVED it! I’m here today to talk about the sequel, Betraying Xaverique! I have not only a giveaway, but also an excerpt, and more info about this amazing series! Here we go:

Title: Betraying Xaverique

Author: Karyn Sepulveda

Pages: 166

Genre: YA, science fiction, fiction, action, supernatural

Publisher: Vivid Publishing

Publication Date: November 21st, 2016

Format: e-copy *provided for a blog tour for my honest reviews and opinions

Summary from amazon.com

Gabby Valis is a Xaverique. So is the boy she loves, Noah; he’s also her enemy.
Gabby and her family are once again thrown into battle with Zlanythe and his crew after they seek revenge by killing one of their own. To defeat evil though, one must first understand it and delving into Zlanythe’s past initiates the ultimate fight between good and evil.
‘Before this week ends, I will lose three people I love. Two will die and one will succumb to the darkness that has been assailing them for so long. If I went back in time, I’m not sure there’s a thing I could have done to stop any of it.’


*This excerpt is taken from www.karynsepulveda.com *
Prologue

March 1961, Sydney

Sophia gripped the metal handrail, watching the veins in her thin hands pulsate rhythmically. Soon, the flow of blood would stop, she thought. She would never have to worry about the fighting, the screaming, the hatred, ever again. Sophia closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh air. It smelled of trees, of rain and of peace. She wasn’t scared now; the pain would soon be gone. She would soon be gone. Sophia opened her eyes, gazing at the thick bush that filled the deep valley beneath her. She quickly glanced behind her, to make sure no-one was around. She didn’t want to traumatise anyone by dying in front of them. But the bridge was deserted. Sophia looked straight up into the drizzly grey sky and then she simply stepped off.

As she fell, Sophia didn’t think of anything. Her life didn’t flash before her eyes; she didn’t feel regret or fear. She just fell; completely aware of the wind rushing through her, the tiny droplets of rain splattering her face, the weightlessness of her empty stomach and then… Nothing. It was over.

‘Hold still. Don’t try to move. Not yet.’ A deep voice filled the darkness. Sophia was thrashing about, lying amidst broken branches and thick wet grass. Her arms and legs seemed to be moving by themselves. Her back arched, creating a nauseating crunch. She opened her eyes, but everything was blurry. She managed to focus on her hand, staring at the blue veins that had not changed. She was still alive. How?

‘OK, now, let’s take it slowly. Can you try to sit up?’ That voice again.

Sophia squinted. Someone was hunched over, cradling her in his slender arms. The stranger brushed the hair from her eyes and helped ease her to a sitting position. Their faces were close now and he was wiping something wet from her cheeks. He was an angel, she realised. He had to be. All the crap she’d gone through in her life had been worth it. She was in heaven and this was an angel greeting her.

‘Well, you must be OK if you’re smiling. I’m Nathan; it’s nice to meet you, Sophia.’ The angel put his arm around Sophia and guided her to her feet.

Sophia looked down at her body. She was soaked, muddy, and her clothes ripped to shreds. But there was not a scratch on her. She’d felt crushing pain for a moment, she remembered, before she’d blacked out. But now, here in heaven, everything was OK. Sophia, for the first time in many years, felt OK. She must have been smiling again because the angel was smiling too.

‘Sophia, do you feel OK?’ he asked.

She nodded her head. ‘Are we going to stay here?’ She asked, wondering where the fluffy white clouds she’d heard about in primary school were.

‘No, I’m going to take you back to my place. Is that OK?’

‘Is it a cloud?’ Sophia asked as Nathan took her hand in his and began walking up the steep, bushy wall of the valley.

Nathan chuckled. ‘No, just a regular flat I’m afraid. Are you sure you’re OK? How much do you know about transitioning? Physically, you regenerated perfectly. But it must be a lot to absorb.’

Transitioning, regenerating – what funny ways to describe death, Sophia thought.

‘I’m OK. I wanted this. I didn’t want to live anymore, so I guess that’s why I regenerated or transitioned or whatever so well. I’m happy to be dead. I didn’t think it would feel so, real.’

Nathan stopped walking and turned to face her. He was higher up and towered over Sophia, but there was not a single intimidating feature in this man. Everything about him was gentle and calm. His soft brown hair fell easily around his delicate face. And blue eyes that Sophia imagined herself swimming in radiated kindness. Sophia felt an odd sensation around him; trust.

‘Sophia, you’re not dead. You’re sixteen today, you’ve transitioned.’

‘I jumped from a bridge. I’m dead,’ Sophia said. Of course she had to be dead. But as Nathan shook his head, she couldn’t explain why she knew that she wasn’t. That something else had happened.

‘You’re not dead,’ Nathan repeated. ‘Actually, your real life has just begun. You’re a Xaverique, Sophia.’

March 1963, Sydney
Sophia held Nathan tightly. ‘Why do you have to go?’

Nathan wrapped his arms around Sophia. ‘I’m going to the shops, we need groceries.’

‘We can survive without food, we’re strong enough,’ Sophia said and kissed Nathan firmly on the lips. He returned her kiss, but pulled away when she started running her fingers through his hair.

‘Soph, I’m hungry. I’ll be back in an hour OK?’

Sophia sighed loudly and threw herself onto the huge bed. She laid her head on the soft pillow.

‘Fine, but get me some chocolate.’

Nathan laughed and kissed her on the forehead. ‘I forget how young you are sometimes. Chocolate it is.’

Sophia sat up and threw one of the pillows at him. ‘Eighteen is not that young!’

‘Of course it isn’t.’ Nathan threw the pillow back and Sophia ducked.

‘I’ll see you soon,’ Nathan said and whistled as he closed the door to their apartment behind him.

Sophia smiled and lay back down on the comfortable bed. She still wasn’t used to feeling so happy. She and Nathan had been living together for over two years, ever since the day he found her broken, under the bridge. She could barely remember the desperate misery she had felt during the days before she decided to jump. The life she’d had before Nathan was now just a blur.

She continued to smile as she ran a hot bath and began undressing. As she slipped her dress off and stepped into the steaming water, she thought about Nathan’s eyes. They were blue, but not just any blue; they were the dark blue of the ocean. Every time she looked into them she felt she would always be happy. Sophia bunched up a dry hand towel and placed it under her head to act as a pillow as she lay in the lavender-scented bath. She breathed in deeply and felt happiness reach every part of her body. Yes, she was undoubtedly the luckiest Xaverique that ever existed.

Sophia woke with a start. The water was cold and the bathroom had darkened. She was shivering and reached for a towel. She wrapped it around her body and rubbed at her arms, trying to warm up. She heard the front door close.

‘Nathan?’ Sophia called out and opened the bathroom door. Nathan was standing in the entrance. He was looking around the apartment.

‘Sophia, ah, hello,’ he said in his deep voice. He had no shopping bags with him.

‘Where’s the groceries?’

‘Oh,’ Nathan glanced at his empty hands. He looked up again and this time he smiled. ‘I must have forgotten them.’

‘But you were so hungry. Did you eat out? Where have you been?’

‘I had something to attend to.’ Nathan walked slowly towards Sophia and she got the goosebumps.

She wasn’t sure if it was because she was still cold from the bath or if it was a warning. Something about Nathan was different.

He stood in front of her and looked her up and down. She pulled the towel tighter and shivered.

‘So what did you do?’ she asked again.

Nathan glared at her.

‘None of your business.’ Sophia took a step back. Something was very wrong. Nathan had never spoken to her like that before. His voice was different too; it was coarse and cold. He threw his head back and laughed.

‘Take a joke will you? Actually, I think I will go back out and eat. See you.’ He looked into her eyes for a moment, then turned and stormed out. Sophia’s body froze, as she realised his eyes were no longer blue; they were black.

Before this week ends, I will lose three people I love. Two will die and one will succumb to the darkness that has been assailing them for so long. If I went back in time, I’m not sure there’s a thing I could have done to stop any of it. The guilt lies with one person; Sophia. And I will never forgive her.

Click HERE to read Chapters 1 & 2

Read an excerpt of Betraying Xaverique by Karyn Sepulveda!! Also, check out this GIVEAWAY!… Click To Tweet


about the author:

Karyn comes from a background in teaching and theatre. Teaching drama, and writing and directing Theatre in Education productions. She’s always loved creating stories and characters, so completed a Masters in Creative Writing at Macquarie University.

It was here that her journey of writing Choosing Xaverique began. Now, six years later, she is just a little bit thrilled it has finally been published!

 

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giveaway!!!

I am very excited to share this giveaway with you guys! 1 winner will receive a copy of both Choosing Xaverique and Betraying Xaverique!!! Good luck to all who enter 🙂
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Thank you guys so much for checking out this post! Don’t forget to check out Betraying Xaverique on Amazon and Goodreads, and check out my post of the first book, Choosing Xaverique as well! And I will leave the links for the rest of the blog tour below. Each blog work really hard on their posts, so check them out!

~~~ Jordan <3


Blog Tour Stops

December 12th: Jen (http://www.happylilbooknook.com)

December 13th:  Sarah (http://www.transientdrifter.blogspot.com)

December 14th: Priyanka (http://abooklionshideaway.blogspot.in)

December 15th: Maia (http://silver-dagger-scriptorium.weebly.com/)

December 16th: Jordan (http://www.readbyroe.com)

December 17th: Suhani (https://nicheofabooknerd.wordpress.com)

December 18th: Misty (http://www.mistysbookspace.wordpress.com)

Blog Tour Organized by: Happy Lil Book Tours

*Hosts were provided with a copy of the book for review purposes in exchange for their honest reviews and opinions.*

Breakwater: The Mer Chronicles Book 2

Hey guys! I know it’s been a while since my last blog post, but I’m starting to get back into the swing of things after school and sports this fall. Expect a lot of reviews, tags, and more coming soon! Ok, now for BREAKWATER!!


If you’ve seen my other posts, you may know that I did a blog tour for Updrift, the first book in this series. So make sure to check that out if you want to learn more about the series! Also, this post includes an excerpt, playlist, and a giveaway!!

I have not read the entire book yet as I only got it a few days ago, but I am definitely posting a review soon as soon as I finish it!

Title: Breakwater (The Mer Chronicles Book 2)

Author: Errin Stevens

Pages: 346

Genre: YA Fiction, fantasy, romance

Publication Date: November 25, 2016

Format: Paperback (provided by the author)

 

Summary from Amazon:

The sirens of Griffins Bay are in trouble, and the recent slew of royal suicides looks to be the least of their worries.

For one, unless a blood relative of the queen shows up, no one’s around to staff the monarchy. Well, except for a whack-job bureaucrat and he seriously won’t do. Worse is the community unrest threatening siren society, a problem caused by too many humans in the pool, which means Simon and his off-limit girlfriend will have to run and hide if they want to make more of their flirtation…

The solution doesn’t inspire confidence at first, but the Blakes have everything at hand to set their world to rights – namely, a hidden queen, a dead prince, and a facility for human manipulation. Once they find their sea legs, they’ll restore order, distribute smart phones, and drive that conniving bureaucrat to a grisly, satisfying end.

 


Prologue (from Amazon.com)

She sensed his death and then ignored the possibility for several days. She couldn’t be sure, couldn’t know after all this time, could she? More than forty years had passed since she’d last seen him, and they hadn’t been bonded, not truly…how could she know?

But she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about it; she felt the dissolution and it was not a feeling one could confuse. But…Peter? Why?

She experienced no real grief – she’d grieved over him, over their emotional catastrophe of a marriage, when she was still with him. But there was a distinct emptiness in her now, and a sadness that one of her kind was gone, someone she’d known as well as she knew anyone. Still, she felt unsure.

When she could no longer tolerate her unease, she dove into the lake and transformed, a delicious freedom she craved especially when troubled. Lake Superior had taken some getting used to – she was less buoyant here than in the salt water back home – but her feelings were clearer when she swam. She came here when she needed to think.

What did she perceive? She sifted through her thoughts and sensations, examining each carefully. No, she was not mistaken: Peter Loughlin was dead. And her, far under the water where hardly any light penetrated, she suffered for her clarity, felt her remorse more keenly. She cried both for him and for herself.

The decision she had always put off would never be made now, the one to tell him or at least get him word he had a daughter. Now he would never know he’d been a father, would never hear her apologize for leaving without telling him she was pregnant.

She liked to believe he would have forgiven her for fleeing as she had, for protecting their baby from the environment that had crippled them both. Peter’s inner distress, so like her own, would have schooled him she hoped; would have helped him accept she would have stayed if she could have.

Her uncertainty dispatched, Seneca meandered toward the surface while watching the play of light on the waves rippling overhead. She slowed as she rose, unwilling to approach the world above yet, when this exit from her lake might well be her last. Twenty feet down, she paused to contemplate the most thrilling, heartbreaking endeavor she’d undertaken since running away four decades earlier.

She could no longer apologize to her dead husband, but she could find their daughter, explain to her who she was, where she came from. Knowing she would do this, Seneca wept with relief at the prospect; how many hours over how many years had she yearned for her child?

The orphanage and nuns who ran it were long gone – Seneca knew because she’d checked – but her little girl had stayed there through high school. And surely by now she was aware of what she was, although Seneca was confident the sisters had followed her directive, had kept her daughter from the ocean when she was small. She’d used all of her inconsiderable influence to ensure they would.

Seneca surged through the last twenty feet of water, took a breath, and re-entered the lake. She flipped and then propelled herself face-up, just below the surface this time so she could watch the clouds. She felt like she was flying whenever she did this. She felt centered.

Her understanding sharpened…and the decision to go became solid and right. She headed for shore thinking about all this place had been to her and what it would mean to her to leave it. She would try to leave her fosterling, Parker, behind, although she truly didn’t know if she could.

And yet the more she contemplated a return to North Carolina, the more eager she was to get on with it and go. If she had to bring Parker, when then she would.

But she would at last, go to her beautiful baby, her girl. Carmen. She would find her and explain everything.


Listen to the songs that have inspired Breakwater…

“The Last Broadcast” by The Doves

“In Memory of Elizabeth Reed” by The Allman Brothers

“Our Deal” by Best Coast

“Shangri-la” by M. Ward

“Umbrella Beach” by Owl City


About the author:

Errin Stevens writes paranormal suspense/romance from her home in Minnesota, where she lives with her husband and son. When not wrestling with unruly   narrative – or reading everything from mythology to contemporary romance to literary novels – you’ll find her swooning over seed catalogs (winter), or digging in the garden (the other three days of the year). Visit her blog site at http://www.errinstevens.com for release updates and random essays on writing and mothering.


One winner receive a signed copy of Updrift, a sea charm bracelet, bookmark, adult coloring book, and pencils!!!

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Don’t forget, make sure to check out my first post on Updrift to learn more about the Mer Chronicles! Click the cover to check it out!

Thank you so much for checking out my post!

~~~ Jordan 😛


Blog Tour Organized by: Happy Lil Book Tours

*Hosts were provided with a copy of the book for review purposes in exchange for their honest reviews and opinions.*

Darkness Shifting Book Blitz!!!

Hello! Today I am posting a book blitz of Darkness Shifting by Sarah L. Blair ( I absolutely love the cover btw). This very special post includes not only more information about the book and the author, and an interview with the author via podcast (*provided for me*); but also 2 excerpts from this beautiful book! All the purchase links are provided, as well as where you can find Sarah online. Also, there is also a deal on Amazon to get Darkness Shifting for only $0.99, so make sure to get it asap before the deal expires.

ds_cover_blair2summary:

Darkness Shifting is the first book in the Tides of Darkness Series.

Paranormal Investigator, Sidney Lake doesn’t jump at shadows. The weird stuff is her jurisdiction. When the mangled body of a supposedly extinct creature turns up in New York City’s subway system, she’s number one on the Medical Examiner’s speed dial.

But this case hits too close to home when clues point her toward the truth about her parents’ brutal murder twelve years ago. Her boss Mitchell Harris, questions whether she should continue to investigate. However, Sidney insists on facing her greatest fears and putting her parents’ memory to rest once and for all.

What she uncovers sheds a light on secrets that reach further into the darkness than she ever wanted to go… and leads her to a future she never imagined.

amazon // goodreads // create space // Union Ave Books, Knoxville, TN


excerpt 1:

She smelled it before she saw it.

Like always, the stink of the crime scene crept ahead of the gory view. Sidney Lake knew this one was bad; the meaty smell of torn flesh, the copper scent of blood, mixed with the tinge of electricity buzzing from the third rail of the subway tracks below, the putrid smell of an opened bowel swirled with the filth of scavenging rats.

It all made her very glad she hadn’t had time for breakfast when she’d gotten the call.

“Sorry about the late hour,” Dr. Tom Fellows said.

New York City’s Medical Examiner lifted the yellow caution tape marking off the crime scene to let Sidney under.

“It’s not late anymore. It’s early.” She grabbed the paper cup of coffee out of his hand and took a slug. It was cold and sour. She gagged. “Ugh. How long have you been down here, anyway?”

She’d rolled out of bed, thrown her trench coat over jeans and a black sweater, slipped on her favorite black steel-toed boots, and come straight down. There was never time for proper grooming or coffee when Tom called.

“Too long.” The medical examiner took his cup back, finished the last swig, and tossed it in a wire trash can.

Tom would have made a good linebacker thirty years ago, if he’d been taller. Instead, he’d chosen the lab over sports. Now his shoulders had a curve to them that never went away. A result of decades of being hunched over a table dissecting cadavers.

“What have you got?” Sidney asked.

“I was hoping you could tell me,” Tom said.

He removed his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and perched them perched on his nose again as they made their way down the long connecting corridor toward a part of the subway most New Yorkers never bothered taking the time to see: the abandoned City Hall Station. It was the first subway stop opened to the public in 1904, a legend for its intricate mosaics and architecture.

“You’re the medical examiner. I thought identifying bodies was part of your job description.”

The fluorescent lighting bounced off the white tiles and she figured it was no wonder Tom had lost track of time. The stark and seemingly endless tunnel reminded her of the hallways at the morgue where she was used to watching Dr. Fellows work. Except the Office of the Chief Medical Examiner didn’t have graffitied ads for one-time use toothbrushes and torn up movie posters plastered in the hallways.

Tom gave her a lopsided grin. “Wouldn’t have called you in for any run-of-the-mill homicide, would I? The weird stuff is your jurisdiction.”

Sidney opened her mouth to tell Tom exactly where he could put his weird cases this early in the morning, but they reached the platform and she saw the source of the awful stench.


about the author:

sareypic2Sarah L. Blair earned a BA in Creative Writing from the University of Tennessee, Knoxville. While spending a semester abroad at Swansea University in Wales she traveled to nearby Bath and Glastonbury often, drawing inspiration for her writing from the myths and legends surrounding the area. Sarah now resides just north of Atlanta, Georgia with her husband, their two children, and chihuahua. Writing is her first passion, but she also enjoys sewing, tater tots, catching up on her teetering TBR pile, and hanging out on her porch drinking sweet tea.

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excerpt 2:

A door at the back of the room next to the fireplace opened before Mitch could answer. The man who emerged wasn’t quite as tall as Mitch, but as soon as he stepped through the door, his presence seemed to expand to fill the enormous space.

Sidney didn’t need to be introduced. It was very clear who this man was.

At first glance, his shoulder length hair was jet black, but when he stepped into the light it picked up gold and orange tones from the fire and she saw that it was actually a very dark brown. It reminded her of pure chocolate falling in loose waves around his square face, ending in stark contrast with the edge of his pristine, white collar.

His eyes were the same dark liquid brown as his hair. She could tell the second she met his gaze that this man didn’t feel the need to impress anyone. His deep set eyes were soft, holding a hint of amusement, as if he didn’t have to think about what she might do or say because he already knew.

“I apologize for the wait. Mitchell, it’s good to see you again.” The voice that came out of his mouth was unexpected and familiar at the same time. It sounded British, but it was more rugged than the Queen’s English.

In all her years at boarding school in the UK, she hadn’t heard anything like it. It held lilting notes of Welsh, but there were gruff hints of a Highland brogue in there as well. She recalled hearing it at one point in the hospital, but she didn’t remember actually meeting him.

The men shook hands as if they’d been pals in grade school.

Sidney stayed behind Mitch, not wanting to draw attention to herself. She could see Dimitrius better up close and noticed that his nose had the smallest rise along the middle of the bridge; it hadn’t healed properly after a break. A slight cleft cut through his chin. He had a ragged scar at the edge of his hairline, and another one on the left side of his neck below his ear that disappeared under the back of his collar.

The top two buttons of his shirt had been left undone, as if he intended to draw her gaze downward. He wasn’t wearing an undershirt, so it was easy to see the outline of his well-toned chest and the tarnished silver pendant that rested right below the dip of his collarbone, tied to his neck with a narrow leather strap. It was some kind of old coin or a stamped crest.

Now that he was even closer, the scent evolved into something more distinct; Sidney picked out the smell of horses, sweat, blood, even the smoky flavor of fire and pitch.

Battle.

He smelled like a warrior.

“Ms. Lake, at last we meet.” That voice again, softer and gentler than what a battle-hardened warrior should sound like. She wanted to curl up and listen to him read page after page of Internet search results. “I’ve heard wonderful things about you.”

“I’m sure the chief was exaggerating.” It was like being sucked into a whirlpool and Mitch had suddenly become her safety net. Knowing he was right there with the line of his body pressed against hers made her feel more grounded.

“On the contrary…“Dimitrius gave her an unabashed head-to-toe assessment. He offered his hand. She didn’t want to take it, but she couldn’t be rude.

She returned the handshake much more firmly than she’d done with his assistant. It was the same grip she used to make Williams go weak in the knees and beg for mercy when she was mad at him.

It had no effect whatsoever on Dimitrius. Instead, she felt what could only be described as electricity, an actual current running between them where their skin touched. His eyes narrowed, and she wondered if he felt it too.

“He hasn’t done you justice at all,” he said. “Dimitrius Arturus Roman, at your service.”

He leaned forward at the waist and raised her hand toward his mouth, keeping his eyes locked on hers. A whisper of something brushed across her fingers, like an invisible string wrapping around her hand, curling its way up her wrist. She felt his pulse in her palm, saw it throbbing at his neck millimeters from the edge of the scar. She wanted to lick her tongue over it to find out if he tasted as good as he smelled.

That last thought brought her back to herself. She jerked her hand away before he could touch his lips to her skin. It all happened in an instant. Dimitrius stood there, tilted forward holding nothing but air.


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~~~ Jordan <3

The Pria Chronicles Book 1: Echoes // Blog Tour

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Title: Echoes (Book 1 of The Pria Chronicles)

Author: Shannon Rieger

Summary from Amazon.com:

Michael Hilton was six years old when he fell into an unexplained coma. His mysterious powers emerged when he inexplicably awoke, forever changed. Unearthly creatures that once were hidden from view were no longer invisible to him. Like the creatures living incognito amongst the human race, so will Michael attempt to conceal from others his strange powers and abilities. But his ability to see creatures prowling in his world is just the tip of the iceberg.

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Excerpt:

Chapter One
Michael Hilton on the topic of His Flair
Like the creatures living incognito amongst the human race, so will I remain anonymous as I write my experiences. I stopped drawing the monsters I see in my notebooks; it was freaking out my teachers and my parents. They seemed to forget them pretty quickly once I stopped, but it didn’t mean that the monsters were gone. I have to get this burden off my chest since seeing creatures is just the tip of the iceberg.
Some people can climb mountains using only their knowledge of the area, spiked, steel-toed, hiking boots and mere nylon ropes to keep them tethered to the rock. Yeah, those nylon ropes are said to be strong, difficult to cut on sharp rocks, but you wouldn’t catch me up there trusting my whole life to them. Others can diagnose the most disgusting ailments without throwing up. I just google some of the ailments and my stomach churns… Imagine touching and prodding and poking around… I’d throw up for sure.
I have heard of people in Niagara Falls walking on tightropes or going over The Falls in a barrel. Crazy? Yeah. But they have courage that far surpasses mine any day. I am envious of those who can act on stage, memorizing all the lines, enveloping the role as if it were second nature. Man, I see spots when I have to present something in front of my classmates. I just don’t have that sort of stage fearlessness.
Have you heard of those who can count the number of matchsticks simply by glancing at a pile of them scattered on the floor? Truly remarkable, yes. But what in the world would that power serve?
I have some abilities that are, in my opinion, way cooler, maybe even unparalleled. I, unfortunately, can’t flaunt them to impress girls; in fact, only a few…er…beings in my world even know I have them. One of those is a cat. Go figure. And believe me… Henry isn’t impressed.

*To keep reading be sure and pick up a copy of “Echoes.” You won’t want to miss what happens next.*


ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

3780c3853d62e8a5354abb17e7bd3bc0Shannon Rieger is a fiction writer for the Young Adult genre and has completed a series of novels called The Pria Chronicles. She has a significant background in teaching at the secondary school level and uses these experiences to present a seamless, genuine world of conflict for teenagers as a backdrop to the story, while adding the infiltration of creatures from another dimension. Teaching at this level has given her the unique opportunity to create believable characters who think and respond to conflicts like a teen, as well as, an opportunity to include what appeals to them: powers, magic and a hint of dark conflict.
Shannon was born and raised in a small town in Ontario, Canada. Her parents ran programs for at-risk teenagers, and often had a few living in their home over periods of time. She learned patience and empathy, while finding a way to escape the madness by writing fiction, even at a young age. 

She has written all her life, creating worlds and creatures, placing them carefully into stories using her active imagination as the key to survival.
Shannon’s dream is to share her series of novels with the world. What a fun place that would be!

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Thanks for reading this post about Echoes by Shannon Rieger! Make sure to check it out as well as the giveaway! And I’ll leave the dates and stops for the rest of the tour so you can check out their posts as well.

~~~ Jordan <3

TOUR SCHEDULE:

October 24th:

Jen (http://www.happylilbooknook.com)

October 25th:

Brooke: (http://www.brookebibliophile.wordpress.com)

October 26th:

Priyanka: (http://abooklionshideaway.blogspot.in/)

October 28th:

Hannah: (http://www.instagram.com/toallthebooks1)

October 29th:

Jordan: (http://www.readbyroe.com)

October 30th:

Sarah: (http://www.transientdrifter.blogspot.com)

Suhani: (https://nicheofabooknerd.wordpress.com)

October 31st:

Wilmarys: (https://bookalmighty.wordpress.com/)

November 1st:

Coal: (https://www.instagram.com/falling4books/)

November 2nd:

Elizabeth (http://www.instagram.com/throneofshatteredbooks)

Blog Tour Organized by: Happy Lil Book Tours

*Hosts were provided with a copy of the book for review purposes in exchange for their honest reviews and opinions.*

Whispers of the Fallen // Blog Tour

ffe100_f41f6c1bf51c4014b7dadc3c2c152a71mv2_d_1533_2473_s_2 Title: The Whispers of the Fallen

Author: J.D. Netto

 

 

Summary from www.jdnetto.com:

Ever since the dawn of days, rumors about the Diary of Lucifer echoed throughout Elysium. Hidden from all human knowledge, the Diary was kept a secret, locked away in the small village of Agalmath.
Isaac and Demetre find themselves in a dangerous journey as they uncover the truth about the Diary and those who guarded it for all these years. However, for Isaac and Demetre, danger lies at every step, hidden in the most unexpected places.
Hunted by the Nephilims and the Fallen Stars, they must find others who will join them in the battle against the coming darkness.
Get your copy October 31, 2016 when they are re-released through Oftomes Publishing.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

screen-shot-2016-10-23-at-9-43-32-pmBorn in a small town in Brazil, J.D. relocated to the United States during the late years of his childhood. At an early age, J.D. discovered his passion for fantasy stories and alternate universes. Immersed in worlds created by Tolkien, Michael Crichton, C.S. Lewis and J.K. Rowling, J.D. found his own writing voice when he had the idea for his first book series. ‘What if Lucifer had a Diary? What if the Diary was a secret? What if the secret was a reality?’
These simple questions were the initial spark of inspiration for J.D.’s first literary work. After six years, he self-published his first novel, The Whispers of the Fallen, on November 30th, 2012, which was then picked up by Untreed Reads and re-released in August 2013. The Whispers of the Fallen series has become a prominent presence in YA literature, captivating thousands of readers worldwide. The sequel, Rebellion, was released at BookCon 2014 in New York City. The third book in the series, The Gathering of Shadows, was released on Halloween 2015.
Today, J.D. Netto joined the OfTomes family, a micro-publishing house founded by internet sensation, Benjamin of Tomes. The new editions of The Whispers of the Fallen books will be hitting shelves on Halloween 2016.

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TOUR SCHEDULE:

October 24th:

Jen: (http://www.happylilbooknook.com)

October 25th:

Elizabeth: (http://www.instagram.com/throneofshatteredbooks)

October 26th:

Wilmarilys: (https://bookalmighty.wordpress.com/)

October 27th:

Brooke: (http://www.brookebibliophile.wordpress.com)

October 28th:

Misty: (http://www.mistysbookspace.wordpress.com)

October 29th:

Jordan: (http://www.readbyroe.com)

October 30th:

Sarah: (http://www.transientdrifter.blogspot.com)

October 31st:

Michelle: (http://www.bookaholicbanter.com)

Charlotte: (http://www.instagram.com/bookishnomad)

Tracy: (http://www.thepagesinbetween.com)

Blog Tour Organized by: Happy Lil Book Tours
*Hosts were provided with a copy of the book for review purposes in exchange for their honest reviews and opinions.*


I hope you enjoyed this blog tour post for The Whispers of the Fallen!!! This book comes out on Halloween so make sure to check it out!

~~~Jordan <3

The Bad Seed // Giveaway + Blog Tour

Read all the way to the bottom for a giveaway to win a copy of The Bad Seed!!! There is also an excerpt that will surely hook you on this great book!

13958Title: The Bad Seed (Battle for the Heavens Book 1)

Author: Michael Lackey

Pages: 360

Publication Date: December 5th, 2015

Format: e-copy

 

Summary from amazon.com

On the day Zachery Morely’s mother asks him to fetch herbs from the garden, he never expected to find himself face to face with a demon. A demon who has planted the seed of a sinister tree that feeds off the living. Zachery and his father George request the help of the King to figure out what this tree means. Only when the tree consumes its first human being and takes it true,

On the day Zachery Morely’s mother asks him to fetch herbs from the garden, he never expected to find himself face to face with a demon. A demon who has planted the seed of a sinister tree that feeds off the living. Zachery and his father George request the help of the King to figure out what this tree means. Only when the tree consumes its first human being and takes it true, human like form, and hear its warnings do they realize their world is in serious danger. Zachery sets off on an epic journey with the King and the kings guard through lands of men, dwarves, and elves. He confronts elven wizards and dragons, and acknowledges he is more powerful than he thinks, in order to help protect the champion of light and save his world from evil.

The Light shines brightest, when the world is at its darkest.- Michael Lackey

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This is a hand drawn map that you’ll find in the first few pages of The Bad Seed. The map details the world that author Michael Lackey has built and that displays his true commitment and dedication to this world he has created!

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now here’s an excerpt!!!

Whitehold was the center of the commonwealth in the realm of Cyreus. Ruled by King Gabriel, filled with lush farm lands surrounding a large castle that housed a city within itself. As the morning dew burned off the leaves and birds sang the arrival of a new day, we find a house in the corner of a little farm, just outside the city of Whitehold. A quiet farm brimming with crops, and livestock to be delivered to the people. This particular farm is home to the Morely family.

As the warm sun peaked over the treetops, the Morely family started their morning routine.

”Zachery. Will you place gather me some of the herbs from the garden? Your father is bringing me the eggs?” Elizabeth asked.

Zachery, was the eldest child to George and Elizabeth Morely. He walked from the house, bag in hand, to do as his mother asked. A young man on the brink of adulthood. Broad shoulders carried a head full of dark hair that shimmered in the morning light. Eyes full of wonder and expectation of a life he longed to live. He had recently celebrated his fifteenth season day, and stood nearly as tall as his father. As he made his way to the garden, he grabbed his wooden sword and wrapped his dirt stained cloak his mother had made him around his neck.

“I understand, sire. A mission to the garden sounds like you need a King’s Guard!” He pretended he was a member of the King’s Guard, protecting the King and going on adventures. Zachery could always be found carrying that wooden sword, and his makeshift cloak with the King’s colors on it. Zachery always knew he was not destined to be a poor farmer. He longed for the time he could leave his humdrum days behind. This was no usual day for his as it turned out. As he rounded the hedges to the open garden plot, there in the back he saw a dark figure. Zachery ducked behind the hedges, hoping not to be seen. He watched the gloomy silhouette fade in and out of the shadows.

“Was father expecting someone? That doesn’t look like anyone I know,” Zachery said softly to himself.
He held his breath, listening to the pounding beat of his heart as if it tried to escape his chest. With every second it grew louder until Zachery thought for sure the dark one would hear him. The skies darkened. The wind picked up and start to swirl around the shadowy individual.


about the author:

att_1452724060717_image-5955-1Michael Lackey (1973-) was born and raised in the heart of Dixie, Alabama. Always a dreamer and believer in things that most found silly, Michael loved to pretend as a child. He imagined himself in a land of monsters, where he was the only one who could save the world from utter destruction. He mapped out stunt courses for Hollywood. Raised his sword high and proclaimed himself the champion and slayer of the mystical beasts that plagued his land.

Like most over imaginative children, life set in for Michael. Work. Adulthood. Family. He never really grew out of his imagination. Now in his forties, his stories and love for fantasy spring forth onto pages.

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Thanks for checking out this post, and make sure to check out The Bad Seed by Michael Lackey!! Also, make sure to enter the giveaway to win a copy of The Bad Seed. Happy Reading!

~~~ Jordan <3

Ren: Awakened Blog Tour // Excerpt + More!!

I’d like to start off this post by saying that I’m really sorry to both Jen @ HappyLilBookTours and Brittany Quagan for posting this late. I sincerely apologize for that.

Now for all the info on Ren: Awakened, including an excerpt and more!

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Title: Ren: Awakened

Author: Brittany Quagan

Pages: 258

Publisher: Balboa Press

Publication Date: August 24th, 2016

Format: e-copy

– Summary from amazon.com –

Seventeen-year-old Ren Nagel knows that the strange things she’s seen are real–even if no one else believes her. But, when she’s locked up in a psychiatric hospital; she loses hope that anyone will ever truly be on her side. Then everything changes. With the help of a new friend, Ren breaks out. It’s when she’s on the run that she learns who she really is. Hunted by evil, Ren must learn to control a power she never knew she had, organize a coalition of people she never knew existed, and remind humanity why fighting the darkness is a big part of being human. Sometimes, feeling different is much more than just a feeling. For Ren, it means the fate of the world.

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excerptren

Sometimes I want to scream at the top of my lungs until my voice is completely gone. Or until the pressure blows off my head, whichever comes first. The stress they put on me; I can’t handle it. It just builds and builds, and one day I’m going to POP. It’s even worse when I’m mad. The things that happen … well … I can’t help it; they just do.

You’d probably be just as pissed if you were in my shoes. I mean, do you have any freaking clue what it feels like to have been lied to for your entire life about who—or what—you are? To know that everything you thought was real couldn’t be further from the truth? And still, after everything I’ve learned, the lies keep coming.

I’m supposed to do things … change reality as we know it. But every corner I turn brings me to another obstacle, another lie.

You’d think that asking a simple “what” or “how” would get you the answers you need. Not when you’re dealing with these people. They have so much to say, yet they say nothing at all. And you know what? Secrets really piss me off. I know they’re hiding plenty from me.

By the way, I’m Ren. I’d love to have a typical going-off-to-college story with all sorts of teenage, rebellious debauchery. But I don’t. My story isn’t working like that; it never has. I’ve always been different than most. Whatever that means. For me, it means that my life has never been one you could call normal. Some of you can relate, which is great because you’ll be a big help in all of this.

I’ll try to break this down quickly for you so we can get on with the story. A few months ago, my life changed completely. Not that I had some lovely fairytale life to begin with. Life had always been a struggle, but then things got crazy. Things I never thought could—or would—happen, did. And now I, well, we (and by “we” I mean you and me and the rest of the world) really are smack dab in the middle of mayhem.

Before my life flipped upside down, I couldn’t even walk in public without thinking I was going to die. It didn’t matter where I went or who I was near; my chest would get heavy; I’d sweat bullets and twitch; my heart would race; I couldn’t breathe. Sometimes I’d want to throw up or curl into a ball. Sometimes I’d faint. I didn’t know why it happened. If I tried to explain to anyone, like a doctor, what I experience, they would just tell me I was paranoid or that I had anxiety disorder. Then they’d slap me on meds. It all changed when I met them, though. Everything changed. Because I learned the truth. And now it’s time for you to learn.

– about the author –

oBrittany Quagan, known by family and friends as “Brittles,” was born in Connecticut, twenty-something years ago and spent most of her life day dreaming like the stereo-typical Gemini she is.

Growing up, she wanted nothing more than to live a life of magic, mayhem, and writing, never knowing her dreams were being manifested into a reality with every wish and intention.
As a teen, her anxiety-riddled existence became nothing less than a burden, but she was determined to escape it and convinced there had to be more going on than just “being anxious.” It wasn’t until she met a new group of friends who guided her down a path of understanding energy and intuition that her life changed and she was able to overcome this.
Today, Brittany owns Journeys: School for the Soul, LLC in Windsor, CT.; an anxiety relief, intuitive development & healing center to help others who suffer from anxiety/panic disorder, those who believe in the unseen to tap into their intuitive selves, and to help people grow, find empowerment, manifest like a boss, and heal from wherever it is they feel stuck.
Ren’s story isn’t one that just came to Brittany; it’s a story she lived. Most of what you read about in the adventure-filled series are experiences that are very real, that actually happened as it is entirely based on Brittany’s life, and people she has met along the way. The series is one that’s dwelled inside Brittany since she was a child, but couldn’t be told until she finished living it for herself.
When Brittany isn’t teaching, counseling, or writing, you’ll find her traveling with friends  & family on a quest for adventure wherever she can, dying her hair every color of the rainbow, playing with her three nephews, trying craft beers, ruthlessly rating buffalo wings from all over the country, and talking to the moon. Most recently, she traveled to Alaska to dance on a glacier and bike down a mountain crying from hysterical laughter and extreme fear of plummeting to her death.
REN: Awakened is her first published book.

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I really hope you enjoyed reading about Ren: Awakened by Brittany Quagan!! Thanks for stopping by my blog and happy reading!!

~~~ Jordan <3

Review: Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

mphfpcTitle: Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

Author: Ransom Riggs

Pages: 353

Publisher: Quirk Books

Publication Date: June 7th, 2011

Format: paperback

Rating: ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

Summary from goodreads:

A mysterious island. An abandoned orphanage. A strange collection of curious photographs.

A horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. As Jacob explores its abandoned bedrooms and hallways, it becomes clear that the children were more than just peculiar. They may have been dangerous. They may have been quarantined on a deserted island for good reason. And somehow—impossible though it seems—they may still be alive.


review:

non-spoiler review

I love, love, loved this book!! I read it in two sittings and I absolutely couldn’t put it down! I initially read it because I wanted to read it before I saw the movie, and I’m really glad I did (although I see the movie tomorrow as of the time I’m writing this review). I really loved all the characters in this book, and I liked the whole plot and world as well.

First of all, I think that the whole aspect of all the weird old pictures make this book especially unique and even better than it would have been with out them. It really makes me wonder how some of the pictures were taken and why they came out so weird, especially if they weren’t purposely doctored when taken. I especially wonder how the picture of Millard (the invisible boy) was taken.

Second, I loved all of the characters in this novel and their peculiarities. Their powers were simply amazing, and some of them were very unique and unlike any I’ve seen before, such as Enoch’s and Hugh’s peculiarities. I do wonder though what the twins can do, and hopefully that will be answered when I read the second book. Speaking of the second book, I can’t wait to see what Ransom has come up with plot wise, and what other peculiarities he has yet to unleash. Also, I can’t wait to see how this book will translate into the film version besides the major switch that occurs (you probably know what I’m talking about but I won’t mention it in the non-spoiler section just in case).

I also really liked the plot and world that this book was set in. I’ll go into more detail about these aspects in the spoiler section, but I’ll talk a little about it here. I enjoyed learning about the history of peculiar children and the concept of loops.

Overall, this entire book was just amazing. I now know why people rave about this series, and it truly deserves it. I highly recommend that you read it if you haven’t already!!

Rating: ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

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!WARNING— SPOILERS BELOW!

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!!spoiler review!!

As I said above, I loved this book!! I loved Jacob and Emma, and all of the other characters. It’s hard to write down everything that I think and feel about this book, but I’ll do my best to write it all out.

I thought that all of the characters were very unique, and I felt like I could know them all in real life. I definitely felt like a ghost in the book following Jacob on his journey, which is one of my absolute favorite things that an author can do with their writing (it also shows that I genuinely like the book a lot). From reading the summary and watching the movie trailer, I didn’t know how the book would start or how he would come to meet the children, but once I met Abe and heard his stories, the plot started to piece together. I really liked all of their peculiarities as well, but I want to know more about the ballerina twins!! I don’t think that they were mentioned that much during the book because they weren’t there while Jacob was in the book (but they are in the movie) but I want to know what their peculiarity is and why they wear the ballerina outfit things. I think I’ll find out in the coming books.

Anyway, I also liked the monsters in the books, and that they came into being because of a major failed experiment. But once Miss Peregrine started to explain more about hollowgasts and wights to Jacob, I instantly knew that the ornithologist was a wight! I was surprised when he revealed that he had basically been stalking Jacob his whole life later, but I’m sure everyone was shocked by that twist. (I love twists, who doesn’t?).

And I really liked the ending! It made a lot of sense plot wise, but was also bad ass with the fighting from Jacob and others. P.S.  I think that Jacob will probably soon get much better with guns, and maybe even a crossbow like in the movie. I liked the addition of history into the whole book and the ending with the U-boat. It made scenes with the shipwrecks and WWII history make more sense, and effectively wrap up the whole book. I do think it’s funny though that they are paddling away in little boats in the end because mainland is an hour away by fairy, so I think it might take them a while to get anywhere, but whatever. But I can’t wait to see what happens next in Hollow City, and to find out what happens next and who they meet (and when Miss P can finally turn back into a human (P.P.S I hope they brought clothes for her, lol)).

And I know I left a lot of stuff out, so just read it if you haven’t already (but then why are you reading the spoiler section???). I highly, highly recommend it, and stay tooned for my review of the second book in the series, Hollow City.

Rating: ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️


Thanks for reading my review!! Hope you enjoyed it and Happy Reading 🙂

~~~ Jordan <3

The Raven Trilogy: The First Journey // Blog Tour!

I am very excited for this blog tour! I mean, just read the summary!! I have started reading this book and I love it so far, and I will have my review up ASAP. I have been swamped with school and sports, so sorry for the lack of posts and reviews lately. Ok, here we go!

f16719e4b7df76ff41a1ea6a1578628d51e2d2baTitle: The Raven Trilogy: The First Journey

Author: Melka Stansah

Pages: 170

Publisher: Green Hill Publishing

Publication Date: January 29th, 2016

Format: e-copy

 

Summary from amazon.com:

Raven is an outcast in a dystopian medieval world at war.

When Raven embarks on a journey to avenge his father’s death, he meets someone that turns his life upside down and discovers the truth of his origins.

Will Raven find the answers he is looking for?

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about the author:

71jnyqzttpl-_ux250_Melka Stansah was born in Jakarta, Indonesia in May 1983. At just sixteen , Melka took the leap to move to Melbourne, Australia to study. Later she spent two years living in Singapore but returned to Melbourne where she now resides with her husband.
Her influences for writing are varied as her love of travel and culture has vastly enriched her life. Her childhood was spent reading Indonesian folklore, manga and novels written by famous authors all around the world.
Melka’s fantasy novels are influenced by her love of world history, historical literature and ancient mythology. “The Raven Trilogy: The First Journey” is her published novel in a series of three.

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excerpt!!!

Chapter 1:

It was a cold winter night. Snow had fallen, covering the stone roads and rooftops of a quiet village, Kiolz. Each family stayed in their houses and sought the warmth of their fire places. It was an unsettled night for a man who was riding his horse in the cold, seeking shelter from the cruel winter weather. The night was getting dark and the wind started to change its demeanor into a horrible winter storm.
“It’s not looking good,” said the man to his horse, his only companion. “We have to find shelter for tonight.”

He focused his eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of a light from a house. At this hour most of the villagers would be sleeping, but he had hopes that one or two would still be awake. He was grateful when he eventually saw a blurry light in the distance, in a window of a small house.

The man got off his horse and willed himself to knock on the wooden door. He did not have to wait long as the door was opened quickly by a blind man.

“I am sorry to be so impolite,” he said to the house owner. “A horrible storm is coming and I have nowhere to stay. Would you be kind enough to let me stay the night?”

“I am quite surprised to have someone knocking on my door on a terrible night like this; everyone should be staying in their homes where there is shelter. You must be coming from quite a far place.”

The house owner said. “Bring your horse to the barn and come in afterwards.”

The horse rider thanked him and did as he was told.

The house was warm and comfortable; the man could tell it belonged to a small happy family. The house owner invited him to a small round dining table where he was waiting with a lady. He then poured some rokha, a kind of fragrant wine, and served it to his guest.

“Let’s have a sip of this good rokha. This is a helpful friend on a winter night like this.” He then poured some for himself. “My name is Radeth and this is my wife, Vea.”

Vea was carrying a little baby who was sleeping soundly in his mother’s arms. “This is our son, he was born just five days ago and we are still deciding the best name for him.”

“Ah,” the man looked at Radeth’s son and smiled. “He is adorable.”

“He is a strong boy.” Radeth said with pride. “And like his father, he will be a great warrior.”

“I’m sure he will.” The man said. “My name is Nicholas and I am very grateful for the shelter

tonight.”

Vea soon took her baby back to her room while Nicholas and Radeth stayed for a few more sips of rokha.

“So where are you heading, warrior?” Radeth poured more rokha into his cup.

“Oh, how do you know I am a warrior?” Nicholas said ina shocked tone before he realised his question might offend Radeth due to his blindness. “Ah, I’m so sorry. I have no intention to offend you.”

Radeth smiled. “No, don’t be. I understand. How could a blind man tell who someone is whilst he can’t even see them? I know as I can sense the big sabre you are carrying. It’s not just an ordinary sabre; it is made of two layers of steel which have been forged together, this process makes it twice as strong. No man but a warrior is capable of carrying such a heavy, extraordinary weapon on a long journey through wild storms.”

“You are right to say it’s not an ordinary sabre and it’s very heavy.” Nicholas said, amazed. “But to be more precise, it was not only double layered but also forged three times.”

“You are the blacksmith?”

“Yes,” Nicholas said proudly. “One of my skills I am proud of.”

“Could I hold it for a second?”

Radeth held the sabre and felt the blade surface with his fingers then returned the sabre to Nicholas.

“It is a great weapon,” Radeth said. “But it’s too inconvenient for a battle.”

“It was never meant to be used in a battle,” Nicholas said, receiving back his sabre. “It is very precious.”

Nicholas silently observed his new acquaintances. He was delighted to meet Radeth as they shared something in common. Even though Radeth was blind he did not seem to have any difficulty doing things. He had brilliant senses; dark black hair and strong confident posture, there was no doubt he was born a fighter.

“So, where are you heading?” Radeth repeated his unanswered question.

“North.” Nicholas said.

“North? There is nothing there but deserted and murderous mountains.”“I have no choice.”

Nicholas said smiling. “I’m on a mission, and nothing is more important than accomplishing it.”

Radeth nodded, “Indeed.”


I hope you enjoyed reading about The Raven Trilogy: The First Journey!!! You should totally check it out!

~~~ Jordan <3

 

Also, here are the rest of the stops on the tour! Check them out!

TOUR SCHEDULE:

September 19th: Jen (http://www.happylilbooknook.com)
September 20th: Jordan (http://www.readbyroe.com)

September 21st: Tracy (http://www.thepagesinbetween.com) 

September 22nd: Maia (http://silver-dagger-scriptorium.weebly.com) 

September 23rd: Tangled N’ Books (http://tanglednbooks.blogspot.com/)

September 24th: Brooke (http://www.brookebibliophile.wordpress.com)

 September 25th: Sarah (http://www.transientdrifter.blogspot.com) 

September 26th: Lisa (http://www.instagram.com/_the.bibliophile)

 September 27th: Katie (http://www.facebook.com/katiesbookblog)

 September 28th:  Charlotte (http://writingsofa21yearold.wordpress.com)

Blog Tour Organized by: Happy Lil Book Tours

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