Review of Ender's Shadow by Orson Scott Card

Ender’s Shadow
by Orson Scott Card

The people of earth fear the second bugger war, as the first nearly kill them all. So the I.F.(International Fleet) created Battle School where kids go to be trained to be a commander of a fleet to stop the buggers. Bean is one of these special kids who meets all the requirements to go to Battle School. Battle School will help Bean escape his miserable years of life on the streets. Bean quickly learns the that Ender Wiggin is number one in battle school when he gets there. Later Bean helps Ender in the wars simulations to find out if Ender will become commander of the fleet to stop the war.

Ender’s Shadow is great parallel novel to Ender’s game. It a little slow at first but gets fast after a couple chapters. It allows you to revisit your favorite characters and see the book and the series from a different point of view. You will find out secrets and things you didn't know about Bean and the entire story. This book is great for anyone who loves science fiction.

I give this book a 5 star  
James R
Middle school Reviewer

Review of The Rebirth of Gershon Polokov by Mndy Littman Holland

The Rebirth of Gershon Polokov

Mindy Littman Holland

The idea of metempsychosis (the posthumous transmigration of souls into new bodies) began with
the Greeks. Currently, stories that deal with this phenomenon are categorized as paranormal.
James Joyce and Plato (both believers in metempsychosis) would enthusiastically welcome Mindy
Littman Holland’s treatment of the passage of a soul to another physical body if they were around

We first meet Sophie Gordon as a three-year-old in the 1950s in a grocery store in the Bronx who
is given a gold locket in the shape of a heart by a stranger only she can see. We follow her life from
there through two marriages besides taking a sidetrip to New York in 1910 to understand how the
seeds were planted for the transmigration of two lovers' souls.
I was intrigued by Ms. Holland's choice of a simple narrative style to tell a story that deals with the
complexities of the human psyche. She doesn’t reveal the souls of her characters by overwhelming
readers with philosophical and psychological discourses. Holland’s reliance on humor to make us
laugh at family dysfunction serves the novel well. Sophie's mother, Roma Gordon, is practical to
the point of being a caricature of motherhood while her father is a doting husband and daddy who
just doesn't get it.

It's a long hard road Sophie and her beloved, Gershon, travel to find each other. I enjoyed
traveling it with them, especially with Holland’s guidance. It's a fun read on a subject matter that is
often misunderstood.  The point the story makes well is that whether you believe in
metempsychosis or not, don't think of it as irrelevant. Many great minds have given it serious

5 Stars
One of Amazon's Best Books of 2015

Bill Snyder



Review of Dressed to Die by Ann Simas

Dressed To Die
Ann Simas

Moving from Seattle to her hometown of Coburg Oregon, Grace, is to find less stress. She moved back to her hometown to help her parents who are raising their grandchildren. Grace was there 1 week when she is called to a murder. The town entrepreneur and land developer along with town icon, Yeager Clausen,  is found dead. What made his death unusual is he was found in a evening gown.

When Grace investigates the more disturbing facts come to surface and 2 other victims are found murdered. These 3 where friends and what will connect these murders will be a shocker. It comes down to 3 words - PAYBACK - RETRIBUTION AND REVENGE.

Another super sleuth is out and trying to settle in while trying to solve a murder. Grace is a character that you love and Yeager is painted as the character you would love to hate ! This book is a wonderful well written, it was alittle dark in places but all in all its a great read !

5 stars

Review for Fairly Certain by Deborah Ann Davis

Review for Fairly Certain by Deborah
Ann Davis

Fairly Certain is a rather delightful YA fantasy re-telling of the story of
Robin Hood with a couple of new characters and slightly different twist
and turns.

It kind of reminded me of Mark Twain’s, A Connecticut Yankee in King
Arthur’s Court. But, with a flair of romance… Don’t ask me why! It’s
been a long time since I read that. The humour and character
developments, though somewhat distinct are first class.
Overall, and without giving anything away, this is a very nice, easy, and
pleasant read from a very talented writer… even for someone who is
not into Romance, per se.

Four Stars!



Nina Levine

By Nina Levine

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He’s been burnt by love.
Griff Hawkins keeps his pain locked away and the ghosts of his past buried even deeper. Three years ago, he chose the Storm MC as his family and accepted the ways of their violent world. These days, he lives his life with one rule – don’t get attached to anyone but his club.

She longs to be loved.

Sophia Barnes aches to know real love, and lives her life with arms wide open, ready to embrace the possibilities that come her way.

When Griff’s past is exposed and his place in the club is jeopardised, he fights for his family the only way he knows how, regardless of the consequences.  That is, until he meets the woman who brings him to his knees, giving him something to lose.

Can they teach each other to leave the sins of the past behind or will Griff's demons dictate their future?

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Andy Peloquin

Blade of the Destroyer (The Last Bucelarii: Book 1)

Tagline/Elevator Pitch:

A faceless, nameless assassin. A forgotten past.  The Hunter of Voramis--a killer devoid of morals, or something else altogether? (Blade of the Destroyer--dark fantasy with a look at the underside of human nature)

Book Blurb:
The Last Bucelarii (Book 1): Blade of the Destroyer

The Hunter of Voramis is the perfect assassin: ruthless, unrelenting, immortal. Yet he is haunted by lost memories, bonded to a cursed dagger that feeds him power yet denies him peace of mind. Within him rages an unquenchable need for blood and death.

When he accepts a contract to avenge the stolen innocence of a girl, the Hunter becomes the prey. The death of a seemingly random target sends him hurtling toward destruction, yet could his path also lead to the truth of his buried past?

Book Info:
Title: The Last Bucelarii (Book 1): Blade of the Destroyer
Author: Andy Peloquin
Official Launch Date: August 21st, 2015
Publication Date: July 11th, 2015
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Digital Price: $3.99
Pages: 298
ISBN: 1515038955
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The Importance of Realism in Fantasy

When I first sat down to write a fantasy novel, I decided, "I'm going to make this as far out and awesome as possible. Because I'm writing a totally unrealistic world filled with magic and weird races, there's no reason that I need to be realistic at all."

Boy was I wrong! Over the course of my (admittedly short) career as a fiction writer, I've come to a
simple realization: people want things to be as realistic as possible.

How is this possible, especially given that fantasy is so…well…fantastic? Easy: they want people they can relate to, with problems they can recognize and understand.

When I wrote the first draft of my latest novel The Last Bucelarii (Book 1): Blade of the Destroyer, the main character--the Hunter--was a bad-ass half-demon assassin with ZERO flaws. He always killed his target, and the closest he came to failure was letting someone smarter than him manipulate him.
Awesome, right? Who doesn't love a bad-ass assassin?

But when I sent that book out to real life readers, they all said one thing: "There's nothing relatable
about him. There's no reason for me to like him, and no reason for me to care what happens to him."

Intriguing thought, isn't it? So what did I do? I gave him weaknesses, flaws, and things that made him as human as a half-demon creature could be. I made him fail, as many times as necessary, because that made his eventual success even more important.

This is just a small example, but it drives the point home: to make a book GREAT, there has to be
something people can relate to.

I'll list a few of the things that make my favorite novels great:

The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch -- It's all about the friendship between the two main
characters, and the shit they'll endure for each other.

The Stormlight Archives by Brandon Sanderson -- It's all about human characters doing human things in a fantasy world. The same human failures, mistakes, and desires that we can easily recognize.

The Riyria Chronicles by Michael J. Sullivan -- Once again, friendship between two unlikely characters, and the strength of that friendship.

Simple stuff, right? Each of these books is filled with magic, fantastic creatures, and elements you'd
never find in real life. But they are solidly grounded in real life--the real life of being human, making
mistakes, failing, and trying to right your wrongs.

So, my advice to you is this: go way out into left field with your creation, but make it relatable. I don't care if you're writing a story about unicorn-snatching space pirate leprechauns--give your readers something they can identify with. Make it all about the characters, and build the plot AROUND them.
That is what will bond your readers to your characters, and what will make them come back time and

Andy Peloquin 
Professional Freelance Writer


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He wants her heart, but she only wants his body.

Presley's not against giving her heart to a man, but she has too many reasons why he's not the one to give it to. Jett isn't a man who will take no for an answer though. He's about to declare war on her reasons and take what he wants.

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Review of Gravitas by Lynne Murray

Valkyrie in the Forbidden Zone
Lynne Murray

Gravitas: Valkyrie in the Forbidden Zone is a quick reading science fiction/fantasy novelette that
is terrifically entertaining.  Lynne Murray has managed to weave a fine story line that includes
sex, and pheromone-based sex appeal, female-v-male dominance, male disrespect/abuse of
women, and the social pressure on modern women to adhere to an unrealistic physical image
prescribed by modern culture.

Val-Sybilla is the sworn Protector of the Mother Clan and Personal Security Officer to the
Valkyrian delegation to an interplanetary conference to negotiate slavery issues.  On the planet
Valkyrie, females are dominant as are the Valkyries of Norse mythology.  Val-Sybilla is also the
carrier of the Valkyrian Ritual Jewelry in which is stored a powerfully intoxicating Valkyrian
female sex pheromone known as Gravitas.  When Val-Sybilla runs afoul of an abusive
Roggarian delegate who accidentally becomes sexually intoxicated with her Gravitas, a chain of
events is inadvertently put in motion centered around the sale, management and safe-keeping of
the Gravitas contained in the Ritual Jewelry.  The story is complicated by issues involving ex-
husbands, infatuated male-dominant Roggarians, interplanetary warfare and armed robbery…all
carried out in the Forbidden Zone…the planet Earth.

All of the Valkyrian characters are likeable.  The Roggarian diplomat, Gelbrave, is not very
likeable but he is a product of his culture and eventually begins a transformation into a more
likeable character.  One is never sure whether to trust Feeney, and it is never revealed just what
Feeney is doing on Earth.

The text is fairly free of editing errors, although I did note three or four minor issues.  On the
whole, Gravitas: Valkyrie in the Forbidden Zone is an entertaining quick paced read for science
fiction/fantasy fans; one that I thoroughly enjoyed reading.

5-STARS, Clabe Polk

Review for Fairly Certain by Deborah Ann Davis

Review for Fairly Certain by Deborah Ann Davis

Fairly Certain is a rather delightful YA fantasy re-telling of the story of
Robin Hood with a couple of new characters and slightly different twist
and turns.

It kind of reminded me of Mark Twain’s, A Connecticut Yankee in King
Arthur’s Court. But, with a flair of romance… Don’t ask me why! It’s
been a long time since I read that. The humour and character
developments, though somewhat distinct are first class.
Overall, and without giving anything away, this is a very nice, easy, and
pleasant read from a very talented writer… even for someone who is
not into Romance, per se.

Four Stars!

Review of Leaving Eva by Jennifer Sivec

 Leaving Eva

4 stars, rated 16+ (Warning: this book depicts graphic scenes of child abuse)

I found it difficult to put down this dark slice-of-life story, not for the train wreck effect but because Sivec created truly sympathetic characters. The protagonist, named Eva at birth, was born to an immature teenage mother who later abandoned her on the side of the road. She was then unfortunately adopted by a sadistic alcoholic and his passive, needy wife. To deal with feelings of abandonment and betrayal, Eva (named Brynn by her adoptive mother) turns to self-harm. As an adult, Brynn is married to a devoted husband, owns a successful restaurant, and is generally respected by the community. But the demons inside threaten her livelihood, her marriage, and her sanity. She must face them head-on to get her life back on track. A long-buried secret gives her a long-awaited feeling of freedom and vindication.

Leaving Eva is told vignette-style and in almost childlike narration, reminiscent of The House on Mango Street. The author has created believe able, sympathetic characters. Even Brynn's brutal adoptive father is shown as battling his own demons. I believe that Sivec could probably benefit from dialing down the sappy, maudlin tone a notch or two, but overall I love how she created a female character who beats the odds and discovers she is entitled to happiness with people who love her and freedom from her abusers. A recommended read.

Jessica Wren


R.L. Merrill

 Teacher: The Final Act

At the end of Teacher: Act Two, we left our lovers on a dark precipice. Jesse’s doubts and the chaos of Danny’s life threatened to tear them apart. Instead, they are now closer than ever and ready to take that next step. But nothing will ever be easy for our teacher and her rock god, including planning the perfect wedding. A jilted colleague from Danny’s past, a desperate ex, a potentially fatal tragedy, a remodel, a parent-teacher conference, illness, a drag queen, and many many more obstacles are piled in their path. Will Jesse and Danny ever find their happily ever after or will they be forever doomed as lovers?

R.L. Merrill started writing five years ago to deal with some not-so-pleasant life situations and to escape from the icky parts of being a responsible adult. It's turned into a very fulfilling way to spend her minuscule amount of free time and has mostly kept her sane. Her stories involve real life struggles and the romance that gets us through. Her novels are influenced and inspired by her own experiences as well as those of folks around her that she admires and respects for their strength and perseverance. She's lived in the Bay Area her whole life, with the exception of the four very good years she spent in rural Iowa during college. She's been an educator for twenty years as both a teacher and school counselor, and has spent time working closely with police and non-profit agencies as a Domestic Violence Victim Advocate. She is a wife, mother, daughter, sister, tattoo collector, Metal fan, movie geek and book nerd, and she currently presides over a horde of animals consisting of two cats, a dog, a Jackson's Chameleon, various fish varieties, and a rat. You can find her on Facebook at facebook.com/rowritesrocknromance.

Isobelle Cate

Be Mine Isobelle Cate

Gracie Sinclair just wants life to return to normal.

Now a widow and picking up the pieces after the death of her husband, she delves into her work, seeking a new normal, until she bumps into a handsome stranger who derails her orderly life, completely.

Luke can’t wait for the week to be over. Having built an engineering company into a multi-million pound enterprise in record time, he feels...empty. Nothing satisfies him anymore, not even having weekenders in his bed. But when he bumps into a woman—literally—on his way out of a bar, realizing she is his last meeting before he goes on holiday, his plan of staying away from relationships takes a nose dive. He wants Gracie Sinclair.

Gracie learned a long time ago how insincere love can be, so when Luke decides to become part of her life, she tosses up every obstacle to dissuade him until he breaks down her walls and makes her realize that her life can only be complete with Luke by her side.

However, something sinister from Luke’s past threatens the happiness they have struggled to find. If he concedes, he will become criminally liable and lose everything.

If he refuses, he loses Gracie’s heart…

Minutes later sunshine replaced the grey clouds, a precursor for better things to come. Gracie and Noreen had just put the finishing touches to their table when cars started coming inside the manor's grounds. Children waited inside the cars before parents and grandparents opened their doors to let them out. Colourful jackets, coats, and parkas made for a rainbow that decided to take a break from arcing over the skies. Smells of sausages and grilled hamburgers with a pinch of strong coffee soon wafted through the fare. People queued for food. Others perused the items on sale, from pottery and glass jewellery to different cheeses made in several parts of the country. Tasting trays of small breads and crackers with dollops of jam or cheese made their way on food stall tables for people to sample. Some crowded a few booths while other booths waited for people to gather around them. By noon, the swell of chatting groups and shouts of butchers selling fresh slabs of meat mixed with the shrieks, laughter, and whining of children.
"Thank you." Gracie smiled at a buyer, while Noreen handed over the change for another purchase.
"Oh my God, Gracie, can you believe it?" Noreen's face had a happy smile. "The fair isn't closing for a few hours yet and we're down to just one crate."
"And I should say well done, you." Gracie enveloped her friend in a warm hug.
"Girl, they didn't just buy my stuff. They also bought yours." The lilt in Noreen's voice belied her serious face. "Well done, apprentice."
Gracie laughed. "Thank you. I have a wonderful teacher."
A dusky blush coloured Noreen's caramel skin. She was the epitome of elegance no matter even if she was in dungarees. Her braided hair was tied with a piece of cloth at the nape of her neck, where several necklaces with tiny ceramic beads clicked against each other whenever she moved. Her softly kohl rimmed eyes sparkled with excitement and could be liberally laced with mischief, but not this time. Pure joy radiated through her in the way her mouth lifted in the biggest of smiles and the way she engaged potential buyers in conversation. Her enthusiasm, contagious.
Noreen waved her hand dismissively at Gracie's compliment. "We will start trading compliments very soon."
Gracie grinned, shaking her head. She bent down to get more ceramic bowls from the crate, gently taking them out from the bed of bubble wrap, unmindful of the quiet behind her. "We'll need to take out this blue and grey set of salad bowls, Noreen." She straightened up, turning towards her friend. "Where should I put..." Surprise slammed into her like a freight train. "these..."
"Hello, Gracie." Whatever chill she felt abated in the banked fire in his blue eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
His eyes gleamed with amusement. "It is the weekend fair. People come to enjoy it."
Colour flooded her cheeks. Dumb, Gracie. Just dumb. "Yes. Right. Well...enjoy the day then." She turned to Noreen, who watched the exchange with curiosity. "I'm going to get coffee. Do you want anything?"
"I'll get it," Luke interjected. Noreen had just opened her mouth to speak and kept it open as she turned to Luke before she pursed her lips.
"It's not necessary," Gracie said.
"Gracie, please let me."
"Why don't you both go and get me coffee," Noreen retorted wryly. "Better yet get me the huge cafetière because seriously I feel like I'm watching a table tennis match."
Gracie scowled. Luke chuckled.
"Good idea," he said. "Gracie?"
Not wanting to belabour the point, Gracie turned to get her small purse and slung it diagonally across her chest. She refused to acknowledge of the sudden loud thudding of her heart and the turmoil that seemed to be usurping the calm inside her belly. She could also feel Noreen's gaze on her, but she refused to look at her friend, opting to make her way out of their stall to join Luke.
"Luke! Baby!"
The strong cloud of perfume arrived first before a woman flung herself at Luke, capturing his mouth in a kiss that had a few passers-by gawk, glance with surprise, and snicker. Gracie stopped mid-stride, sighing and shaking her head.
She gave Noreen a curt smile. "I'll be back with the coffee."
She continued walking, her wellies splashing over puddles that hadn't been dried by the sun. The warmth she felt at the sight of Luke became colder than the fall weather. She ground her teeth at his girlfriend's shrill laughter.
She was such a fool. She felt used. Degraded.
She swallowed against the lump lodged in her throat. She wasn't going back to the stall. Noreen would understand her need for silence. For solace. Knowing Luke's penchant for following her, Gracie allowed herself to be lost in the crowd, choosing to weave her way through the thickest group of people. Not even the obnoxious dressed for the Ascot races man sputtering his importance at a group of rowdy teenagers made her stop. She stole a glance back. Luke was nowhere in sight. Relieved, she made her way to the stall from where the aroma of rich, strong coffee came from. She groaned in frustration. A lot of people seemed to have the same idea as the queue formed a straight line perpendicular to the stall. If she went to the end of the waiting line, Luke would no doubt see her and that was the last thing she wanted. She nearly stomped her foot in annoyance.
"Bloody nuisance," she gritted before she abandoned her mission and opted to leave the fair for the quieter part of the manor grounds. Fishing out her mobile, she typed a quick text to Noreen.
Just needed to get away. Will be back in half an hour.
A few minutes later, her phone vibrated. Okay, but you owe me an explanation. And who the hell is the woman nearly clinging around your guy like a boa constrictor?
Gracie's thumbs flew over the QWERTY board. He's not my guy!
Noreen texted back. Uh huh.
Gracie huffed, not bothering to reply.


Isobelle Cate is a woman who wears different masks. Mother-writer, wife-professional, scholar-novelist. Currently living in Manchester, she has been drawn to the little known, the secret stories, about the people and the nations: the English, the Irish, the Scots, the Welsh, and those who are now part of these nations whatever their origins. Her vision and passion are fuelled by her interest and background in history and paradoxically, shaped by growing up in a clan steeped in lore, loyalty, and legend.

Isobelle is intrigued by forces that simmer beneath the surface of these cultures, the hidden passions, unsaid desires, and yearnings unfulfilled.

Beau Coup Publishing



Eyubea Girls  - Palessa

 Graham Tate-Fuller needs a wife. Not just any wife. One who is young enough to take on his education mission to the African continent and not ask too many questions about his past.

Lisbette Caldwell is just seventeen, a young woman who isn’t ready to give up her tomboy ways. She dreams of playing football and becoming a teacher just like her father. Through a series of circumstances beyond her control, Lisbette marries Graham and embarks on an adventure in Eyubea, a small independent township in southern Africa which managed to escape the colonial rule that overtook many other African nations.

There Lisbette settles into her new life as an assistant teacher to a small group of young girls who will have no choice but to become wives and mothers. It’s a simple enough task that will turn into a fight for their lives as Graham's past catches up to them and Lisbette faces the dark side of marriage in a land not her own.

Set in the early 1900's, Lisbette is forced to take a stand for herself and her Eyubea Girls against stacked odds, even if it means losing the life she's come to love. With the help of new friends and a will to carve out her own place in the world, she searches for a way to live life on her own terms in a place she will come to call home.

With trembling hands, he closed the door, gripping the door knob hard until Patrick felt his knuckles would burst through the skin. His mouth was dry and there were jolts prickling the skin all around his neck and shoulders, which were tight. After watching them leave and finding enough strength to breathe through the trembling, Patrick turned his narrowed gaze to the top of the stairs. With a second wind fueled by adrenaline and fists curled into balls, his legs practically launched him up the stairs two steps at a time.
Before he knew it, he was in front of their door. He thrust door against the back wall and there it stayed. "Wake up!" he bellowed. When Vivian didn't stir, he strode to the bed and shook her awake a couple of times.
She wailed, fighting against hands that threatened what little peace she had. It took her a moment but she realized where she was and whose hands they were.
"What is it, Patrick?” her voice was thick as she licked her lips. “I'm trying to get some sleep."
"Get up," his voice was low and dangerous. Vivian gingerly raised herself from the bed and looked at her husband. Her blurred vision eventually focused enough for her to see darkness in Patrick's face. "Just when I thought you couldn't do anything to make me hate you, just when I thought I could find a way to…"
"What are you on about?" she muttered flatly.
"This," He held up the crumpled piece of paper between his curled fingers and for a moment Vivian stuttered, squinting and blinking. Her face changed from confusion to recognition as she looked at Patrick blankly. "You placed our daughter up as collateral in one of your games. You practically sold her into slavery to a pair of blokes who would do whatever to her…"
Despite the shame she had the good sense to feel, Vivian was indignant. "She's practically a woman. It's time that she knew what the world was like." Vivian pressed the back of her hand against her mouth and grimaced.
Patrick's blood was like lava and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Letting out a wrathful growl, he curled his fingers into a white knuckled fist and raised it to her. He stopped suddenly seeing his wife shake with fright as she cowered behind her hands, murmuring unintelligibly. His chest heaved as he gathered his senses and slowly lowered his hand. What he was about to do, what he did, was not like him. Vivian had successfully drawn him into her degenerative madness that caused her own father to beat her mother into a bloody pulp day after day. He had vowed to love and cherish her all the days of his life in spite of her drunkenness, in spite of her gambling, in spite of everything that she had done to make him stop. He fought every test she administered until now. All it took was that one moment when he had raised his hands to his own wife for him to realize that he had already lost the fight. He didn't know when. He just knew that he was done.

Palessa started reading her first romance novel, at the age of 11. Then she got introduced to V.C. Andrews, Barbara Taylor Bradford, Anne Rice and many more notable contemporary authors as well as some of the classics, A Tale of Two Cities, Their Eyes Were Watching God, The Great Gatsby and others. It was during her teenage years that she dabbled in writing. First, it was in her diaries, then she started creating characters, stories about romance, the supernatural and much more. Being an I.B. student as well as entering college, left little time for writing and so she put it and the ideas aside to pursue a career. It would take almost 20 years, a radical move from the city she grew up in, Miami, FL back to her Caribbean birthplace, and a chance Facebook meeting with Sable Hunter to start the juices flowing again. After some fits and starts, the Baxter Family Saga was born. Unchained Hearts is Palessa's first published fiction book with Beau Coup Publishing. She considers herself just a storyteller that sees no reason to shy away from the juicier romantic elements. She currently lives in the mountains of Jamaica with her crazy, cracker-munching-mutt Ivy and a farm, primarily managed by agribusiness partner, also known as Dad.
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D. Thomas Jerlo


It’s a helluva job, but someone has to do it, and for Rhune, it’s a small price to pay for his past sins. He’s taken a new name and a somewhat normal life. Except at night, when he transforms into a Hellhound to take souls to the city of the dead for purgatories legions to deliver them to Hell where they belong. For fifteen centuries he’s lived in happy solitude, until a paralegal, with the most amazing eyes, rear ends him in the small town of Rio Morden. He’s seen those eyes before, but it’s been years since the last time. Now she’s all grown up and involved in a murder trial that has its sights set on her becoming its next victim. What’s a Hellhound to do? Surely not fall in love—and certainly not with a Dreamwalker.

Hanna Carmichael is a clinically diagnosed insomniac. Her life sucks, but what’s a girl to do? The long hours and sleepless nights working as a paralegal for Cordelle’s District Attorney’s Office is perfect for her condition. And with the high profile Drysdale murder trial coming up, she’s busy. Just the way she likes it. When her boss, Stanley Winford, orders her to drive out to Rio Morden to take an important witness statement, she can’t say no. She hopes the trip turns into a mini-vacation of sorts, but that’s not the way life goes for her. Not ten minutes after she arrives, she’s involved in a fender-bender with a tow-truck driver, who’s so damn hot—literally—she can barely look at him.

When Hanna is attacked in the alley by none other than the man she’d interviewed that afternoon, to her horror, something else is in the alley with them—something big, stinking of brimstone, and of the canine persuasion. Before her eyes, the witness is devoured by the very monster she’s dreamed about her entire life, and the reason why she’s always so terrified to fall asleep.

Suddenly, Rhune is there, minus his tow truck. Hanna discovers a kind and gentle man, even if he has strange red flecks in his eyes. Better yet, he believes that what she saw in the alley is real. There’s something oddly familiar about him though. And why is he so warm and smells like melting chocolate?

Mix in a diabolical lawyer and his lover, some Voodoo magic, and it’s a recipe for mayhem and murder. Can Rhune keep Hanna safe, or is she destined to be Hellhound Bound?



Linda Picl

Angelea's Dreams of Yesterday by Linda Picl

Nothing short of a miracle will convince Angelea she’s the person everyone claims she is. She thought she was just waking up from a nightmare, but her nightmare is just beginning. Her doctor tells her she’s someone named Angel Bennett, someone she’s never heard of and the bruises on her body tell her something horrendous has happened to her, but what? That’s something no one can figure out.
Nate Matthews knows who Angelea really is. She’s his lover and he’d hoped his future wife. But when she awakens in the hospital after a routine surgery and she claims she’s married to a man named Alexander from a time long ago, he knows they will both be up against something no one has ever had to face before. Maybe something evil. How will he convince the love of his life she is not married to a pirate?

“I’m not sleeping in there, it looks like a valentine card threw up all over that room.” She threw him a slight grin and turned to drop the pillow and blankets she clutched on the couch.
Nate exploded with laughter, “Thank you I’ve been telling you that for years, maybe now we can change it?”
“You can if you want, I’m not stepping foot in that room, and it’s all yours.”
Forgetting the situation for a split second he told her, “Babe you don’t like to sleep out here, it’s drafty and noisy. You always complain about it.”
Then it hit him. The reason she refused the bedroom was not the décor…it was him.
Her next statement confirmed his fears, “No the couch will be fine thanks.” He felt the air rush out of his lungs and his heart crush in his chest. The night she was in the hospital was the longest night of his life, he missed her so much. Now she wasn’t sick and gone, she didn’t want to sleep with him and refused of her own free will.
“You don’t mean that? Really?” He never had to before but now he was pleading with her. Raw pain filled his eyes. This couldn’t be happening. They’d worked so hard to get their relationship to this point and now it somehow evaporated right before his eyes.
“Yes, I’m sorry I do.” He could tell she tried to sooth things over and understand his feelings when she replied.
“Listen Nate, I know, I know we’ve been together forever but in truth I just met you. I’m not kidding when I say that. I can’t jump in bed with you. I am sorry. But the couch will be fine for now unless you want to take it.” He was beyond furious and had an angry fiery look in his eyes that made her cautious of what she said next. What he didn’t want her know was the truth…he was heartbroken.
He dropped the bag of food on the kitchen table, “Fine, here’s lunch, enjoy.” He turned, grabbed his keys and with out a look back in her direction slammed the door on his way out of the apartment. He literally shook everything in the place to its foundation, including her.
He wondered what he was going to do now as he headed to his car. Everything they’d worked for and built was suddenly gone. Their life together obliterated in one day.

About the Author 
Linda L. Picl was born in 1955 and got her love of reading from spending time in a tiny library under a police station in a small town in Illinois. That tiny room opened up a new world of books. From there she went on to work at many of the libraries in suburbs all around Chicago, then on to Indiana. Thinking it was an easy process she went on to write. Finding out it was harder than it looked she still went on to produce her first book Next Time Love Comes.And there are more to follow.

Lori King

Crawley Creek Series
By: Lori King

In a small town in North Dakota there resides a family of misfits on the Crawley Creek
Ranch. Brought together by hardship, and heartache they’ve bonded without blood ties, and seek
to help others. Four brothers who’ve walked both sides of the line, and come out stronger for it,
but will they survive love, loss, and the law?

Beginnings (Prequel)

Forget Me Knot (Book 1)

Rough Ride Romeo (Book 2)

Claiming His Cowgirl (Book 3)


Crawley Creek Prequel

Abraham and Seraphina Crawley have loved each other since they were fifteen years old.
Abe has never doubted the strength of their bond, and together they’ve planted roots and built a
successful ranch. But when Seraphina receives disturbing news that will impact the rest of their
lives, she finds herself unable to tell the man she loves. Their decade-long marriage has been
blighted by their lack of children, and now secrets could tear this couple apart. Follow their
journey from heartbroken to houseful, and experience how Crawley Creek Ranch became a
refuge for those who needed a place to plant roots. Second chances and new beginnings are a
way of life at Crawley Creek. Everyone is welcome.

*Note from the author: This is a short prequel to the Crawley Creek Series. It can be read as a
standalone, but you will enjoy it more if you read the other books in the series as well.

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Chapter 1

“I’m sorry Mrs. Crawley, but the news isn’t good.” The doctor’s kind face had deep-set
wrinkles bracketing his thin lips and framed a smile, but today they made his tipped frown seem
pitifully sad. “It seems you have a hostile uterus.”
Sera stared at him trying to absorb his words, but all she heard was “hostile”.
“Yes. Basically your womb isn’t an ideal place for the implantation of a fertilized embryo.
The likelihood of you ever conceiving is slim, and even if you did conceive, the chances that the
pregnancy would be supported longer than the first trimester are extremely improbable. I’m
sorry. I know that’s not what you were hoping to hear—”
“Not what I was hoping to hear?” She knew she was in shock, and that made it all the easier
to blast her disappointment with anger. “I think that’s putting it rather mildly Martin, don’t you?
And why are you calling me Mrs. Crawley? My name is Sera, and I’ve been coming to you for
almost fifteen years. You know everything there is to know about my physical health, and
you’ve never once mentioned that I had a hostile womb.”
“Seraphina it’s not something I could have known based on the standard pelvic tests we do
annually. The fertility testing you had in Grand Forks highlighted some disturbing
inconsistencies. As you know fertility science is still in its infancy. We only know so much about
why the female reproductive organs are sometimes lacking. I’ve reviewed your tests extensively,
and I even had a colleague of mine review them for a second opinion. Unfortunately, he agreed
with my results. You’re barren.” Martin Warburg took off his glasses and set them on the desk in
front of him, his gaze sympathetic. After several moments of tense silence, he sighed and
gestured to the phone on his desk. “Would you like me to call Abe for you?”
Abe. Her husband. The man who’d loved her for the last fifteen years unconditionally. The
sweetest, kindest soul on the planet. He’d supported her through month after month of negative
pregnancy tests, and ten years of disappointment. Now she had to tell him that she was a
defective wife. Unable to give him the children he so badly wanted. The family they’d dreamed
of creating together.
“No. Thank you, but I need some time to...um...digest this information. I’ll talk to him
soon.” Rising from the hard wooden chair where all of her dreams had been dashed, Seraphina
Crawley brushed her braid behind her shoulder, and picked up her pocketbook. “Thank you,
Martin rose to his feet quickly, and began to move her way. “Sera, you shouldn’t be alone to
process this news. Let me call Abe and have him come collect you. Your car will be fine here in
“I said, no thank you. I appreciate everything you’ve done for me and all the time you’ve
devoted to this, but now that we know how futile it is... Well, I suppose it’s best to just let the
things that are out of our control, go. Tell Lenora that I said hello.” Reaching for the handle on
the door, she hurried to put as much distance as possible between herself and the terrible news.
The sunshine was dimmer, and the day seemed significantly drearier as she stepped out of
the office onto the sidewalk. Montford was a very small town, so there was no one on the street
to see her sorrow as tears began to fall from her eyes. By the time she’d settled in behind the
wheel of her car, she was gasping for air around the sobs of pain that echoed around her.
Logically, she knew they were from her own throat, but somehow it seemed she was completely
separate from the emotional response. She could feel herself trembling, hear the sniffles, and
taste the vomit on the back of her tongue, but she still wasn’t ready to accept it was real. No
matter what she did, or how healthy she lived her life, she’d never be a mother.
She’d known instinctively for a while that something was wrong. She was an only child, but
not for lack of trying. Her parents had always wanted more children, but medical science wasn’t
as good in the forties and fifties. Nowadays they were able to give women more of an idea of
what was wrong…in most cases.
Struggling to calm her raging emotions, she closed her eyes and focused her energies on
slowing the tears. Once her breathing eased back to a normal rhythm, she reached for the keys
and shoved them into the ignition with a silent prayer that her old clunker would start today. The
last thing she needed was more to deal with. Between Montford and Crawley Creek she would
have twenty minutes to figure out how she was going to tell her husband the bad news.
At thirty years old, she felt like her life had just ended.

Lori’s Bio

Best-selling author, Lori King, is also a full-time wife and mother of three boys. Although she
rarely has time to just enjoy feminine pursuits; at heart she is a hopeless romantic. She spends
her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories. An admitted TV and book
junkie, she can be found relaxing with a steamy story, or binging in an entire season of some
show online. She gives her parents all the credit for her unique sense of humor and acceptance of
all forms of love. There are no two loves alike, but you can love more than one with your whole
With the motto: Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance, she will continue to write
as long as you continue to read. Thank you for taking the time to indulge in a good Happily Ever
After with her. Find out more about her current projects at http://lorikingbooks.com, or look her
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