Fabulous Freebies for Friday #6

Happy Friday!! I hope you all are looking forward to a good weekend!! I’m in recovery mode myself. I just lost a battle with the stomach bug going around. It gives me a good reason to just lay around and read, though.

Here’s todays top ten freebies on Amazon. Remeber to always check prices!!

10. (This was no longer free last I looked)
http://www.amazon.com/Bloody-Mary-Thriller-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B00BB62RZI/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_10

9.
http://www.amazon.com/The-Ultimate-Gift-Novel-ebook/dp/B005MT8TWK/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_9

8.
http://www.amazon.com/Sagebrush-ebook/dp/B005PTX2ME/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_8

7.
http://www.amazon.com/Penelope-Madcap-Regency-Romance-ebook/dp/B00B1XVBI0/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_7

6.
http://www.amazon.com/Lights-Shadows-Oregon-Love-ebook/dp/B007XOP1M8/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_6

5.
http://www.amazon.com/Haunted-House-Novel-Terror-ebook/dp/B00BOWPZUS/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_5

4.
http://www.amazon.com/Funeral-Langdon-Mystery-Series-ebook/dp/B00817OUCS/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_4

3.
http://www.amazon.com/Par-For-The-Intercourse-ebook/dp/B00D2Z1XOW/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_3

2. (Was not free at the time of this post.)
http://www.amazon.com/In-Heat-Katherine-Romance-ebook/dp/B00CRNPXVO/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_2

1.
http://www.amazon.com/Cocktail-Hour-ebook/dp/B00BT187DQ/ref=zg_bs_154606011_f_1

So, there’s todays top ten. Always make sure to check prices before purchasing!!

Happy Reading,

Alison

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Summer PROMO and Giveaway



Summer Giveaway PROMOTION

Announcing Reading Addiction Virtual Book Tours Summer

PROMOTIONS and GIVEAWAY!

Reading Addiction Blog Tours will is offering 15% Off to

All Authors who book a Tour this summer!

(Tours must start by August 31st)

Contact us HERE and mention the CODE WORD: SUMMER

Thank you to all of the Authors Participating in this Giveaway!


There are Links to Authors Websites, check out more Books from these Lovely Authors! Goodreads Links next to them go to their Goodreads page to read more about the books. (ones that have a page there that is)

Prize Pack #1 eBook Copies 
Fate War: Alliance by E.M. Havens  Goodreads

Contemporary Romance


Prize Pack #2 eBook Copies

New Adult

Young Adult/ New Adult


Prize Pack #3 eBook Copies

Young Adult/ New Adult

New Adult


Prize Pack #4 eBook Copies 
To Trust a Theif by Michelle McLean  Goodreads

Historical Romance

Women’s Fiction

Romantic Suspense


Prize Pack #5 eBook Copies

Contemporary Romance

Contemporary Romance

New Adult



Prize Pack #6 Signed Paperback Copies
Mything You by Greta Buckle  Goodreads

Historical Romance
Illicit Love by Jane Lark  Goodreads

Historical Romance


Prize Pack #7 Signed Paperback Copies

Young Adult


Prize Pack #8 Signed Paperback Copies

Young Adult Paranormal/Fantasy

Young Adult Fantasy


Prize Pack #9 Signed Paperback Copies
Extreme Love by Abby Niles Goodreads

Contemporary Romance



Prize Pack #10 Signed Paperback Copies

 Sci/Fi Dystopian Romance

Paranormal Romance



Prize Pack #11 Signed Paperback Copies

Awakenings by Hally Willmott Goodreads

Young Adult Paranormal

Young Adult Paranormal

Young Adult Paranormal




Runner Up Prizes (Signed Book and Swag):

Devil May Care by Patricia Eimer  Goodreads

Paranormal Romance


Happy Reading,

Alison

Laying Low in Paradise Book Tour

Title: Laying Low in Paradise

Author: Kristy K. James

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Purchase Link: Amazon

Synopsis:

Laura Keane and her son have been spending summers at their chalet on Bois Blanc Island since her husband was killed in the war. She never let anyone else in after the chaplain delivered the sad news four years ago, so it’s just the two of them, and she wouldn’t change it for the world.

Cameron Rafferty and his friends were keeping secrets. Dangerous secrets, and they’d hoped the little island paradise would be a safe place to hide out. The plan to keep a low profile quickly unravels when an accident changes everything. Cameron soon finds himself becoming more involved with the Keane family than he’d intended -and wishing for things he shouldn’t.

My Review

Laying Low in Paradise was a mix of heart-warming romance and terrifying suspense.

Laura Keane and her son Sam are vacationing at Bois Blanc Island, as they do every summer. An accident leads Laura right into her neighbor Cameron’s arms. Once she lands there, neither of them look back. They both know they have found something special. At the same time, Cameron is at a loss with how to reach his son Brendan, who lost a leg in a car accident. To say Brendan isn’t doing well would be a major understatement. To top this, Cameron has a BIG secret. This secret is so big that it involves everyone on the island with the exception of Laura and her son.

The story opens with a prologue that will keep you baffled for a couple chapters. Then you get so wrapped up in what’s going on that you forget about it by the time it would actually aid in putting some of the puzzle pieces together to solve the mystery. I recommend rereading the prologue at the end.

After the prologue, the story jumps right on in with Laura and her twelve year old son, Sam. Laura and Sam have a great relationship, and I am especially fond of Sam. He reminds me so much of my oldest son. They are both the same age and have the whole mother-hen thing down to an art. Kristy James really nailed his character! You really feel the love and closeness shared between Laura and Sam.

Insert Cameron here. I loved Cameron’s personality as it related to Laura. I was especially pleased that he was adament about sharing his secret with her. He had no desire to build a relationship on secrets and lies. The only thing I didn’t like concerning Cameron was the lack of bond shown between him and his son. You got the sense he deeply loved his son, but it wasn’t shown as it had been between Laura and Sam. I think more bonding was shown between Laura and Brendan than between Cameron and Brendan. It almost appeared as if Brendan was second to Laura sometimes. Overall, the characters were well-developed and relatable. You care about them, laugh with them, and worry with them. There was some rarely used strong language and a few steamy scenes, but no sex for those of you that like a clean romance.

The plot was very intriguing and kept you on your toes trying to figure it out. It was definitely a shocker for me when Cameron’s secret came out! It wasn’t anything I had thought of, and it really wrapped up the fairytale romance nicely. The only thing I didn’t like was that it seemed to wrap up a little too quickly for me. I was almost finished, and I was thinking I was about to have a cliffhanger on my hands. But, no, it just ended rather abruptly.

Overall this was a very enjoyable read. There were times I laughed out loud and others I literally had goose bumps. It was a nice, clean fairytale mixed with mystery and suspense. I give it a strong 4 stars!! I will definitely be reading more from Kristy James!! I recommend this book to all of you who like a good romance!!

About the Author

Kristy K. James’ first goal in life was to work in law enforcement, until the night she called the police to check out a scary noise in her yard. Realizing that she might someday have to check out scary noises in other dark yards if she continued on that path, she turned to her other favorite love… writing. Since then, her days have been filled with being a mom and reluctant zookeeper (7 pets), creating stories and looking for trouble in her kitchen.

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*I received a copy from the author in exchange for an honest review.*

Happy Reading,

Alison

Waiting on Wednesday #4

Waiting on Wednesday is a weekly event hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spine that highlights upcoming releases that we’re eagerly anticipating.

I’m waiting on:

http://www.amazon.com/That-Need-Grayson-Friends-ebook/dp/B009WVJH3E/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1369757239&sr=1-1&keywords=all+that+i+need+francis+ray

Publication Date: July 2, 2013

Blurb:In bestselling author Francis Ray’s latest Grayson Friends novel, two lost souls come together to discover what matters most of all…

LOVE COMES WITH NO GUARANTEE

Lance Saxton is a self-made man who enjoys every moment of his success. Running an auction house allows him to manage his own time and travel the world on a moment’s notice—so why rush to settle down? The question answers itself…until he crosses paths with a beautiful, spirited travel writer who makes him second-guess his sense of independence—and leaves him wanting more.

BUT IT’S ALWAYS WORTH THE RISK…

What’s love got to do with it? Fallon Marshall is at the peak of her career as a journalist. Any story she wants she can get. So when she hears about an auction being held at a fabled old estate in Santa Fe, New Mexico, off she goes…only to meet a man who makes her question her priorities. Maybe it’s time for Fallon to stop running away in search of adventure…and just fall into Lance’s arms?

Why am I waiting???
It sounds like it’ll be another good romance from Ray!!

What are you waiting on?? Leave me a comment or link below!!

Happy Reading,

Alison

See by Jamie Magee Blog Tour & 2 Giveaways

See banner


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Synopsis

Forgetting who you are, your ambitions, your passions is crippling….but remembering – embracing your purpose with a new sense of determination is more than empowering….it’s life altering. Charlie Myers is on a life altering path that will cause the dammed to humble in silence.

One night…just a few friends, how could it go so wrong? That was the question seventeen year old Charlie Myers was asking when she found herself in the ER. Outwardly nothing was wrong with Charlie, she was a vision of perfect heath, internally she was battling a raging headache…one the doctor told her she would overcome shortly, but Charlie knew something else was wrong …very wrong.

Part of her had been stolen…she was missing memories. Those memories were sacred. They held the key to her sanity. They told her that the sinister whispers, the shadows that came to life before her were not as ominous as she felt they were. They held the bond with her late father, a famed musician. They caused her to forget the one talent that allowed her to face the darkness that haunted her every waking hour. They also masked a much deeper bond, the face of the one that had stolen her heart, long before the age of seventeen.

Sitting in the ER with her angry mother she couldn’t figure out what she was missing, or even how. Her thoughts told her that she needed to protect Britain, a friend of hers, but that didn’t make any sense – Britain didn’t need to be protected from anyone, he was strong, young, and absurdly wealthy. Charlie also knew that even though her friend Bianca called Charlie her best friend, she didn’t trust her …she was almost sure she despised her, but she couldn’t figure out why, or understand how random thoughts were telling her that she adored both Britain and Bianca – that they were her saviors – that they brought silence to the unstoppable whispers, but the silence scared Charlie. In her mind anyone or anything that could bring silence to something that dark could not be good.

Charlie wanted to stay in NY, figure out what she was missing, why, and who was behind it all, but her mother had other plans. Against her will, Charlie was sent to Salem to live with her sister, within that small town Charlie found her memories and so much more.

Her story begins now.

My Review

Magee knocked this one out of the park! A home run! This was one of the most unique and fascinating plots I’ve ever read.

Just before her high school graduation, Charlie awakes in the hospital. She just doesn’t remember exactly how she got there, and worse, she is missing huge blocks of memory. She does remember that she is done hanging around with her friend Bianca. She just can’t figure out what she was supposed to remember about helping their mutual friend Britain.

Charlie’s mom decides that Charlie needs to spend the summer with her sister Kara back where she grew up. Her first day back they stop at a restaurant and Charlie has a crazy pull towards a guy (Draven) there. She quickly learns that she should remember him and some other important people in her life. The crazy thing is, she’s struggling with all of this while taunting shadows are following her around, and the only thing that seems to help is the music.

The closest thing I could relate this book to is the movie August Rush. The only comparison, though, is the whole magic in music theme. The story flows easily right from the start, but you are left feeling confused. This is only because Charlie is completely confused and trying to piece things back together. Plus, there are still questions she’s never had the answers to. Jamie does an excellent job weaving it all together so it all makes sense. The characters were well developed, but at the same time, you’re trying to figure the people out with Charlie. The bond between Charlie and Draven is intense, and you feel it. You also feel all the tension and fear Charlie feels.

The plot was laid out incredibly well. You’re slowly fed more information to figure out what exactly has happened to Charlie. The world Magee created was so relatable, and yet so different at the same time. I give this a whole-hearted 5 star rating!! While the characters in the story would fit in the new adult category, I’d still highly recommend this to those of you that love YA Fantasy Romances. I can NOT wait to read the rest of this series!!

About the Author


Jamie Magee has always believed that each of us have a defining gift that sets us apart from the rest of the world, she has always envied those who have known from their first breath what their gift was. Not knowing hers, she began a career in the fast paced world of business. Raising a young family, and competing to rise higher in that field would drive some to the point of insanity, but she always found a moment of escape in a passing daydream. Her imagination would take her to places she’d never been, introduce her to people she’s never known. Insight, her debuting novel, is a result of that powerful imagination. Today, she is grateful that not knowing what defined her, led her on a path of discovery that would always be a part of her.

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You can follow the blog tour HERE for more chances to win a copy of SEE by Jamie Magee!!

Giveaway Time!!!

Be sure to enter both rafflecopters for two different prizes!!

One Winner will receive a HARDCOPY of SEE & a $10 Amazon Gift Card!!
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One Winner will receive an ebook copy of SEE!!
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Happy Reading,

Alison

Teaser Tuesday #4

Happy Tuesday!! I hope your week is off to a great start!! I have some great things headed your way!! Check out the categories section in the right sidebar to enter some of the awesome giveaways going on right now and to check out my reviews, etc. Plus, be sure to follow my blog to keep up with the wonderful things I have lined up for you the rest of this spring & summer. Check out the sidebar to follow me via email, bloglovin, Networked Blogs, friend me on FB, or you can follow on Twitter @AlisBooks.

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

Today my teaser is from ~
http://www.amazon.com/Yesterday-Christian-Romantic-Suspense-ebook/dp/B00775ZQV4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1369693384&sr=8-1&keywords=yesterday+amanda+tru

My Teaser

“You did what had to be done even though you were afraid. I call that bravery.”

“The real Hannah is better than anything I remembered. You have blown away all my expectations. You are more beautiful, smarter, sweeter, and even funnier than I could have imagined. I can’t look at you or even hear your voice and not feel.”

So, there you go. I’m only on chapter 5, but it is REALLY good. I’m participating in a blog tour for this book and its sequel The Locket June 6th. Be sure to stop by then to get my full review!! This is really a good one!!

Make sure to leave me your teaser in the comments or a link!!

Happy Reading,

Alison

How to Write a Book Review Book Tour & Giveaway


Author: Rebecca Graf
Publisher: Silver Tongue Press
Publication Date: February 2013
Genre: How-To/Nonfiction

Synopsis

Have you wondered what makes a good book review? Have you wondered what you might be missing in writing a book review? You can find out how to write a quality book review in these pages.

Excerpt

A book review is a recommendation from you. Your review is telling your readers whether or not you recommend the book or suggest that they run very fast from it. Look at it like this. You are having coffee with a friend. Your conversation steers in a direction similar to this: “Hey, I just read a book that you have got to read. I couldn’t put it down. Though the language could be a little foul, the plot was outstanding.”

Or the conversation could have gone this route: “I don’t understand the fascination with that book all over the news. I tried reading it and I couldn’t get past the first few chapters. It was horrible. There was no plot and everything was so confusing.” Both conversations are the beginning of a book review and are a recommendation from you.

Yes, a book review is a critique, but in the end your review has to also give a recommendation regarding the book. You are suggesting your readers read it or not waste their money. If you are one that is honest with your reviews, people will listen. That is why you have to be very careful about what you say in a review. Don’t be personal. Don’t be biased. Let your friends know where you stand with the book, but give them good reasons. That is where the critique comes from. You can say you like the book or don’t like it, but tell your friends why. Your reasons might not be what turn your friends off of the book. I read one book that I just didn’t like. In critiquing it, the book wasn’t that bad. My readers could see that, but when I got to my recommendation I had to say the truth. “I really did not like the book. It was well written. The characters were entertaining, but the plot was not for me. For others, this might be an excellent book. If you like this genre, I highly recommend you give it a try and give your own review. For me, I’ll pass on the next one in the series.”

When you give a review, don’t forget to tell your recommendation to your readers. They want to know. You can critique it, but do you recommend it?

Purchase Link: Amazon

My Review

It seems a little funny writing a book review on a book about how to write a book review, but that’s what I’m doing. I should start by saying I wish I’d read this before I ever wrote my first review. It’s a great resource! I would recommend this book to both old and new reviewers. Rebecca takes you through a step by step process on what to include, what not to include, and how to say it without stepping on any toes. For the most part, as book reviewers, we’re here to share our love of books, and those wonderful authors that put their heart into them. We aren’t doing that if we’re attacking an author.

Rebecca pointed out several things I had never thought about, and others that seemed like common sense, but I know are still missing in many reviews. She takes you through reviewing the different elements of a story, giving little tricks to help you out when it’s time to write your review. The book is a very easy read, and not something that will bore you to death reading. Every topic was presented in a very clear manner, and it never left me confused. The only topic that I wish she would have gone more indepth with was style. All the other topics were addressed thoroughly. Sometimes so thoroughly that I felt like there was a little too much repetition.

I especially liked that she covered topics such as writing a review on non-fiction, since this is afterall, my first review of a non-fiction work. I couldn’t stress enough how helpful this book is. I will use it as a guide for all future reviews. I give it a rating of a strong 4 stars!! I sincerely recommend it to ALL book reviewers out there!!

About the Author


Rebecca Graf was born in Russellville, Kentucky but grew up in Dothan, Alabama. She graduated from the University of Montevallo with an accounting degree. Given the chance to try her hand at writing, she began writing online articles leading to her first published book, A Gift for a Mouse. From there she ventured into romance, mystery, comedy and drama. The passion of writing was discovered. She currently lives in Wisconsin with her husband and three children.

You can connect with Rebecca here:
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GIVEAWAY TIME!!!

One winner will receive a $25 Amazaon Gift Card!!
Click on the link to enter.
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*I received a copy from the author in exchange for an honest review.*

Happy Reading,

Alison

The Cat’s Meow Blitz & Giveaway


THE CAT’S MEOW
A Witch’s Brew Book
Stacey Kennedy

Genre: Urban Fantasy Romance
Length: 256 pages
Release Date: December 2012
ISBN: 978-1-62266-857-1
Imprint: Entangled Edge

Purchase Links: Goodreads * Amazon * B&N * Kobo * iTunes

Book Description:
When a magical presence is detected around a recent string of feline slayings, Libby, an enchantress, is determined to discover who is behind the odd deaths. But being a witch gifted by the Goddess won’t protect her from the talented warlock the Coven sends to assist her. Kale weaves a spell more powerful than any she’s ever seen–and he’s sexy as sin. But why he’s even needed for such a simple mission is beyond her.

While having some muscle around can’t hurt her investigation, fighting her growing attraction for Kale is worse than a hex, especially considering she knows he—and their Coven—are hiding something from her. When she turns up clues that point to something far more sinister than slaughtered cats, though, the elusive warlock isn’t the her only concern. She now has a political rebellion on her hands, too. And when the truth about who she really is begins to surface, the only person Libby can trust is herself.

Teaser

Copyright © STACEY KENNEDY, 2012

All Rights Reserved, Entangled Publishing.

***WARNING ~ Strong Language***
Chapter One

Fur. Guts. Blood.

I scrunched my nose as my spaghetti dinner threatened to make an appearance at the sight of the slaughtered black cat on the forest floor. The kitty’s stomach gaped open and its intestines spilled out along the ground, as well as other grossness I’d rather avoid. Not how I intended to spend my night, or any night for that matter. I turned to my fellow witch, Peyton. “Of all the hobbies to take up, taxidermy isn’t something I’d peg you as interested in.”

Flicking her blond bouncy curls over her shoulders, her baby-blue eyes narrowed on me. “This isn’t a time for jokes, Libby.”

Not as if her wrath had the desired effect; an angry Peyton looked as deadly as a growling puppy. She placed her hands on her tiny waist, pursing her lips. Too bad, I only paid attention to her cute knee-length black baby-doll dress, a tad jealous I didn’t own it. “Look at the poor kitty. Its guts are hanging out.”

“Yes, I see that.” Even if I wanted to pretend I didn’t. In fact, I would have preferred to enjoy the dark night surrounded by the rich earthy scents of the large trees hugging the trail. Sadly, that wasn’t an option. Once again, I glanced down at the disgustingness at my feet.

From all viewpoints, this appeared to be an open-and- shut case. “Looks like a wild animal wanted a snack.” Evil warlocks, I’m there. A dead cat was not a priority. “You better have a good reason for bringing me here.”

“An animal didn’t do this. There’s magic present.” She fiddled with the hem of her incredibly cute dress. “Besides, it’s the fourth gutted cat in three days.” I paused at that bit of weirdness. I had dealt with at least a hundred cases in the five years I’d worked for Charleston’s coven, and out of all of those cases, none had ever involved animal murders. Four cats in three days was staggering.

I sighed, beginning to understand my presence there. “Four, really?”

Worry darkened Peyton’s eyes. “Each death the coven has sent me to, there has been this weird magical presence.” She rubbed her arms, shaking her head at the dead cat. “It’s peculiar.”

The leaves beneath the cat’s body were soaked in enough blood that I assumed it had been killed at this location. To my disappointment, even with that knowledge no answers materialized, and actually more questions were raised. “If this is the fourth cat, why is this only coming up now?”

“At first, it didn’t seem malicious and no human deaths resulted from the dead cats.” She shrugged. “Now, with this many felines dead, it could be an animal ritual.”

“Possibly,” I agreed. Charleston’s last case of a warlock tapping into dark magic happened only a week ago, but it got cleaned up quickly enough and the warlock received his death sentence. Compared to that, a few dead cats wouldn’t concern the coven, but then why did it now?

Furthermore, why hadn’t the coven contacted me? Peyton held the ability to sense magic’s presence. I am an Enchantress, a witch gifted to work spells. We both held an important role in the coven, as did every witch and warlock who worked for them. Peyton located the scenes tainted with magic, I found the offenders, other witches assisted with different gifts, and warlocks killed the guilty.

If the coven had been as concerned as Peyton seemed now, I would’ve been brought into this a lot sooner. They would’ve requested I take on the case to search around and see if I discovered a reason behind it. That I knew with total certainty. The coven didn’t take chances on these things. The longer we waited to act on someone who harbored evil, the higher the chance they would succeed.

“The coven clearly wasn’t worried about the past deaths, so what’s happened to change their opinion?”

Peyton nibbled her lip. “They didn’t think much of it before because the level of magic isn’t dangerous. Strong, yes, but not dark.” She continued to rub her arms, shifting uneasily on her feet. “I’ve been watching over the matter to see if things worsened, but the only change has been more deaths.” She tilted her head. “One cat can be shoved aside as maybe someone who practiced their magic. This many deaths can’t be overlooked.”

The coven obviously requested that she see if the levels of magic had increased. Yet, why did Peyton call me and not the coven? An order had never come to me in this manner before and it made me curious. “Who told you to ask me to come here?”

“Glenda.” Peyton grimaced at Fluffy. “There’s a reason behind this. The Goddess is warning me.”

I refused to look at the mangy beast and attempted not to inhale the odor of decomposed flesh beneath me. Instead, I scanned the area. Within the dark night the old trees around me created shadows. The stars above twinkled in the sky and the damp grass below my boots glistened with dew. A typical night for me—I hadn’t seen a sunny day in the five years I’d been employed by the coven.

Danger happened during the witching hours of midnight to three in the morning because magic held the most strength then, so the coven stuck to the night shift. I’d become so accustomed to it I never missed the days I had lounged in the sun anymore.

On a sigh, I continued to ponder the fluff ball at my feet. If magic were present, clearly someone had either spilled its blood as an offering to dark magic, or simply practiced a spell to kill. Either one sucked, at best. Resolved I’d get nowhere in discovering the truth right now, I moved along. “What does the coven expect me to do about this?”

Peyton rolled her eyes, giving her customary flippant look. “Find who’s responsible.”

I snorted. “What am I, a pet detective?”

“Yes, Lib, that’s exactly what you are.” She frowned. “Must you be a smart-ass all the time?”

I grinned. “I must.”

She ignored my dig—as usual—and carried on in a hurried tone. “Stop stalling, conjure a spell, and fix it.”

“You know I can’t—it’s dead.” I glanced at the cat and groaned. Yes, still very dead. “The coven would wring my neck if I brought it back to life.”

The role as Enchantress with the coven came with one rule—never step out of white magic boundaries. Resurrecting a dead cat hit the no-no list. My job within the coven: stop those who went against the coven rules to protect human lives, since the last thing we needed was the human population going out on a witch hunt. The coven existed to keep witches in Charleston safe. That one law ruled my life.

Peyton’s shoulders slumped and her eyes saddened. “Okay, okay. I know we can’t, but it’s so sad, the poor little kitty.”

My best friend at her finest: her soft heart in this cold magical world had never changed over the years. Yet Peyton’s innocence had once been damaged by loss and pain over the death of her mother, and ever since she’d been emotionally fragile. Three years ago, I’d seen her go into a deep depression at the death of a teenager, and it took her a good month to recover. I would give my life to ensure she stayed away from anything that could damage her again.

Especially now, seeing the vulnerability in her eyes, confirming that any death still rattled her. “Who’d do this?”

“Someone after a higher power.”

At the low velvety voice, I glanced over my shoulder, scowling at the approaching warlock. The coven’s muscle came after I found the offenders. I preferred no help, so his presence at my scene awakened my inner bitch.

Not to say I didn’t realize their worth to the coven. I might be brave, but I couldn’t kill, and warlocks held that desire in spades. However, his presence this early in an investigation meant this matter leaned to the serious side. The coven wouldn’t have called him in if something wasn’t up. More to the point, called in a warlock I’d never seen before. Two strikes against my coven on the “what the hell are they doing” meter.

“Go away.” I pushed the bitch to the forefront of my voice and snapped, “I’ll call the coven when I’m done.”

“I’m looking for Libby Jenkins.” The warlock stopped a foot away by a fallen tree, ignoring my demand, and in the same low voice with a slight Southern accent said, “Would that be you?”

I grunted, not at all impressed with the confidence he exuded, either in his voice or his powerful posture. Doubly annoyed, in fact. “I’m Libby. You are?”

As he took a step into the moonlight, the shadows of the night left his face. He appeared relaxed, shoulders back in his black T-shirt, chest out, and chin lifted. Typical I am a fine specimen of man.

His eyes were a shadowy gray and his face was defined by hard angles, from his high cheekbones and sculpted jaw to lips that seemed carved out for a serious smooch. His chocolate- brown hair reached the bottom of his ears, all scruffy and sexy-like, and he filled out his pair of faded blue jeans well enough.

Not like that impressed me either. Warlocks tended to be pretty. Maybe to some I’d be easy on the eyes with my small frame, longish light-brown hair with honey and auburn highlights, and my dark-blue eyes. But it came from the magic, not a natural gift. Besides, witches aged the same as the humans we lived among. We just tended to do it a little more gracefully, and typically lived to be over a hundred.

The warlock’s focus swept over Peyton as if he took a measure of her before his firm gaze returned to me. “I’m Kale Griffin. The coven requested I join you on this case.”

Great. What serious danger had I landed myself in? “They what?”

Sure, Kale looked nice, but I didn’t want—or need—his help. The idea of being teamed up with a warlock interested me about as much as if someone pulled out my hair strand by strand. Besides, never in all the years I had worked for the coven did they team me up with a warlock, which only made me wonder why they’d done it. I thought back over the past cases I’d worked. Perhaps some cases took longer to solve than others, but why in the hell had they sent me a babysitter now?

With more confidence than I felt, I returned his look of challenge, and had the urge to take my clenched fist and send it into his flat stomach. “Go tell the coven I refuse your help.”

His eyebrow arched, an emotion close to amusement crossing his face. “The choice isn’t yours. I’ve been instructed to take over this investigation.”

My already hot blood took a nosedive. I might abide by the coven’s orders, even if I had no idea what they were up to now, but it didn’t mean I had to like it. This brute needed to get one thing straight. “We are taking over the investigation.”

He smirked. “Is that so?”

Damn the warlock for making the smile look sexy and damn me for noticing it. “Yes, that’s so.” Warlocks could kick some serious ass, and the coven needed them, but they were so haughty and always the ones to grab the glory.

Of course, I might be—scratch that, was—the only witch in Charleston to dislike warlocks, since most swooned over them. Well, the witches did. Non-magical folk lusted after their hot butts, never knowing what they were up against.

After the Salem incident, we magical folk kept our powers to ourselves and hid from the humans for good reason; a repeat in history wasn’t on anyone’s to-do list. Especially not mine.

Inhaling to shed my frustrations, I fought my gag reflex as I drew in the cat’s putrid scent. “Know this, if you get in my way I’ll hex you.” I poked his chest and met taut muscle.

With indifference, Kale watched my finger hit his hard, delicious pectorals. Seeing that my action unsettled me more than him, I withdrew my finger and shoved my hands into the pockets of my skinny jeans. His head slowly lifted, and when his eyes settled on me, they had darkened. “Warning noted.”

The weight of his smooth voice melted across me like a warm bath. I bit my lip and refocused my thoughts to my angry position. “Good.” My voice sounded harsh, pleasing me since on the inside I’d become gooey. “As long as we understand each other we won’t have a problem.”

Peyton stifled a laugh by coughing. No doubt she’d taken notice of Kale’s attributes too. “I guess I should be…uh… going home to Jace. Call me…ah…” Her eyes twinkled as she fought her smile and turned. “Just call me later, Lib.”

I snorted softly, only imagining what she’d go home and tell her boyfriend, Jace, about this moment. I could do without him having the knowledge that I tried to dominate a warlock and failed miserably, even if Jace was the only warlock in existence I tolerated. “Let me know if the coven contacts you again,” I called after her.

“Will do.” She waved a good-bye, striding down the trail, and her laughter followed her out of the forest.

I watched Peyton until she faded into the shadows before I finally looked at Kale. He regarded me with such a probing look it became all the more irritating. “Before we start, I need to give the cat a proper burial. Which I’m sure you won’t understand since you’re a big ol’ bad warlock.”

His gray eyes sharpened, voice equally so. “You appear to have misconceived notions about warlocks.”

“Sure I do,” I muttered, grabbing the cat by the tail and ignoring the guts flapping in the wind. Without a glance back, I headed out of the forest.

The trees passed by in a blur as I hightailed it out of there. The sooner I got to my SUV, the sooner I could stop pretending I wasn’t holding a dead cat. Thoughts of Kale’s arrival worried me and I didn’t like it. Had the coven hired a new warlock without my hearing of it? While that wouldn’t surprise me, since I tended to stay away from the coven unless I had to be there, it did shock me they didn’t throw a welcoming party for him. Moreover, why would they send a new warlock to me, and not one experienced in Charleston?

If the matter were serious, which I suspected it was if he was there, then why were they taking chances? It didn’t add up. This, I’d get to the bottom of. For now, I focused on getting rid of the stinky cat.

Kale followed behind me for only a moment before he easily caught up with his lengthy strides. When he settled in next to me, he slowed down since my five-foot-five frame couldn’t match his six-foot-three, and he stayed silent.

Fine by me.

At the edge of the forest, I spotted my black Benz parked on the grass near the entrance. My SUV wasn’t anything sporty like I’d prefer, but my M-Class sport utility vehicle made sense. The SUV was safe, big, and powerful. All good things to have in my line of work. Besides, it also had a big-ass hatchback to put things like dead cats in.

I grabbed the keys from my pocket and clicked the button to open the back. Scanning the area, a missing object grated my last nerve. I glanced sideways at Kale. “You didn’t drive here?”

He shook his head.

Terrific! The bitch of it, he had to come with me. “How’d you get here, then?”

“Walked.”

The silence continued.

Once at my SUV, I reached into the side compartment of my hatchback and drew out a garbage bag.

“I’ve got that.” Kale stepped next to me and took the bag, holding it open while I dumped the cat in. The kitty plopped into the bag and Kale tied the red string to close it, then he threw the bag into the back. It landed with a heavy thud.

I glared at him, even if his helping me came as a shock since no warlock had ever offered to help me before. “Couldn’t you have been a bit gentler?”

“It’s dead.” His eyebrow lifted. “I doubt it noticed.”

A sassy retort hung on my tongue, but I ignored my impulse to rise to the bait. “Warlocks.”

I left said warlock behind, making my way over to the driver’s side of my SUV while Kale got into the passenger seat. Careful not to touch anything with my dirty hands, I settled into my leather seat and grabbed my hand sanitizer from the cup holder, drenching my hands with it.

I could only imagine what I would have seen on the cat’s tail if I had looked hard enough, but I shoved the images of maggots from my mind to settle my woozy stomach. I dropped the sanitizer in the holder, then I started the SUV and headed off in a hurry.

On the outskirts of town, leading back into Charleston, the streets were relatively quiet. For the most part, if any people were out and about they would be downtown to enjoy Charleston’s nightlife. Most around here, including warlocks and witches, lived a relatively normal life. Sadly, I wasn’t among them, and my “normal” involved a hunt for evil before it became danger.

In my hopes of keeping conversation to a minimum, I cranked the radio station, drumming my fingers on my thigh to the alternative song blasting through the speakers.

Kale didn’t appear to have the same wish. “Do you plan to tell me where we’re going?” I turned the music down and he continued, “With a gutted cat, no less.”

Glancing out of the corner of my eye, I noticed how his body filled my seat quite nicely. Too bad warlocks were men I avoided—I found getting with a warlock always led to disaster—because this warlock would be one to have some fun with.

While his looks might tempt me, the decision came years ago when I’d had enough of their egos, their need to be the tough guy, and their tendency to have their own agenda. My last attempt to respect warlocks ended at the age of twenty when one broke my heart. Since then, the only warlock I could stand was Peyton’s boyfriend, and even he walked a fine line of always needing to prove himself to me.

Lately, I’d stuck to the non-magical man, but those relationships hadn’t led to anything serious, nor did they belong on my fantastic memories list. Where warlocks had too much stuff, non-magical folk didn’t have enough. Needless to say, it’d been months since I heard the word date and my regions south had declared death a while ago.

I cleared my mind of unimportant things and set to answering him. “We’re going to Magnolia Cemetery.”

“I see.” He turned in his seat and set his hard stare onto me. “You’re an Enchantress?”

The rich nature of his voice made funny things awaken in my dead regions. Perhaps my libido wanted to be reincarnated. I quashed the thought with a fierce no. “Mm-hmm.” Two could play at the game he presented—if he wanted to assign labels, so could I. “You’re a Ward?”

“Correct.”

Not like I needed the confirmation. Any warlock who worked for the coven received the title. “What’s your talent?”

“Runes.”

I jerked my head to look at him and the car swerved before I straightened the wheel. “You draw runes?”

A hint of a smile turned up the corners of his mouth. “You look surprised.”

“I am,” I admitted with no shame. “I haven’t met a Ward who holds the talent of rune magic.” Glancing back at the road to avoid a crash, I shrugged to downplay my awe. “At least, not any from Charleston.”

“We are few and far between,” he replied, cool and collected.

My breath seemed lost in the state between shock and bewilderment. He appeared to hold back on the interesting talent. Intriguing, considering most warlocks I’d met would gush at the opportunity to prove their abilities over mine. My curiosity about the warlock next to me rose, especially since I needed to discover the reason he’d been assigned to the case. “How long have you lived in Charleston?”

“Not long.”

Oh, this made no sense at all. We had our own Wards, who were talented in their own right, so we didn’t need Kale. I waited two breaths for him to answer, but he didn’t oblige me. “Where are you from?”

“Down south.”

I blinked at his indifferent voice, keeping the wheel tight in my hands to ensure the SUV went straight, but looked at him. “Do you plan on telling me anything about you?”

“I just did.” He gave a halfhearted shrug. “I’m a Ward, who draws runes, and I live down south.”

I snorted loud enough to ensure he heard it. Elusive might be an understatement when it came to Kale Griffin. I almost laughed at the situation; I wanted warlocks to shut the hell up, and now one did and I’d rather he talked.

Figures!

I had to wonder if he did it to get a rise out of me, since warlocks tended to do that, too, which is why I bit back the rest of my questions. He might want to play that game, but by the Goddess I wouldn’t feed into it. I slammed the accelerator down, ignoring the sexy warlock next to me. We had bigger problems. The dead cat stinkin’ up my SUV reminded me of that.

About the Author


Stacey Kennedy is an urban fantasy lover at heart, but she also enjoys losing herself in dark and sensual worlds. She lives in southwestern Ontario with her husband, who gave her a happily-ever-after. Together, they have two small children who can always make her smile, and who will never be allowed to read Mommy’s books. If she’s not plugging away at a new story, you’ll find her camping, curling up with the latest flick, or obsessing over Sons of Anarchy and Game of Thrones.

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Stacking the Shelves #5

Stacking the Shelves is a weekly meme hosted by Tynga’s Reviews.

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Review ~ The Exemeus by Folami and Abeni Morris


Genre: Paranormal Romance/Fantasy
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Synopsis

Hyalee Smith is dead. She just doesn’t know it yet.

Her short life was devoted to love and to hate. Love of the man who stole her heart, hate for the man who stole the world. Murdered by the government she swore to destroy, she’s been given another chance to make it right. But to save the planet, she needs the help of the most powerful mystic the world has ever seen—unfortunately he hasn’t been born yet.

In a world where fear is the only currency, Dephon has committed the ultimate crime: inspiring hope.

His only goal is to make it safely through ninth grade, but on a post-apocalyptic Earth run by the Treptonian government, it isn’t that simple. Heir to a legendary power, Dephon Johnson is the only threat to the government’s rule. And on Trepton, all threats must be eliminated. When hundreds of assassins are dispatched to neutralize him, Dephon is forced to fight back. His only chance of survival is to enlist the aid of the greatest warrior the world has ever known. The only problem is, she’s been dead for 13 years.

My Review

The Exemeus takes you on an exciting trip through a post-apocalyptic time where magic is not only real, but plays a major role in the world.

Dephon’s an amazing kid!! How he keeps his attitude as positive as he does, is beyond me!! He goes to school all day to be bullied relentlessly, only to come home and be completely ignored by his near comatose father, who just stares at the TV. This is his life, but in one day, that all changes. Dephon learns his father isn’t the boring man he thought he was. Plus, this amazing magical woman he’s been dreaming of turns out to be his mother.

Dephon learns that not only did his parents have magical powers, but he’s about to receive some of his own, and he’s going to be expected to save the world with them. First, he must read his mother’s Exemeus. The Exemeus is an incredibly thick book, and he has very little time to read it in its entirety. It’s imperative that he accomplishes this task.

When the story starts out, it can be a little confusing. You are being introduced to a whole new world, where so much has changed. It’s not long, though, before you find yourself immensed in this world and on a roller coaster ride of emotions. There were scenes that literally had me laughing out loud, and I’m not talking about one small chuckle. Then I’d find myself swooning right along with Hyalee, Dephon’s mother. Other times I was completely filled with tension and apprehensive about what was to come. The book keeps you on your toes and guessing about what’s to come. It is by no means your typical predictable story.

Once or twice I found myself questioning the actions of a couple characters, but this wasn’t a repetitive thing throughout the story. There were also a couple times I didn’t understand what was being said, but other than that I couldn’t find any flaws with the book. It grabs you and keeps you intrigued. The plot was great and unique. I give it a solid 4 stars!! I must warn you here…it ends with a cliffhanger. I seriously hope we’re not left waiting long on the sequel!!!

About the Authors

Folami and Abeni Morris are a sister-sister writing team. Together they wrote (and rewrote) The Exemeus, somehow managing to accomplish it without murdering one another. Despite their facial similarities, tendency to finish each other’s thoughts and stick up for each other constantly, no, they’re not twins and thus deserve their own individual bio. Folami Morris Folami grew up in the tiny city of San Mateo Ca, where nothing ever happens and no one ever leaves. She went to Xavier University for undergraduate, getting her B.A in physics and her B.S in Biology. After graduation she returned to California, to live in an even smaller city, where even less happens, Antioch Ca. During this time she escaped the monotony by hanging out with her imaginary friends Hyalee and Dephon, and by writing the Exemeus. She finally escaped to Queens NY and now realizes that quiet and tiny aren’t so bad. Abeni Morris As luck (and logic) would have it, Abeni grew up in the same tiny little town as her sister, then she too escaped to the tinier town of Antioch. She has yet to leave. She received her bachelor’s degree in early childhood development from Cal State East Bay. She is the mom of two amazing kids, who swear that they deserve a percentage of the book proceeds and a ton of the credit. At least she raised dreamers.

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Alison