Friday, 27 February 2015

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RENEE SCHULTZ 

HER LATEST BOOK

If I could

This author tells a story that is unique, heart wrenching, heartwarming with a hint of romance.

The past always comes out. But how?

How will this affect Dani?

Just who is Dani

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SYNOPSIS>>>
Daniela has lost everything and is all alone in the world…or is she? After her mother’s death, her life begins to unravel. Will the brown box she finds in a closet answer those questions to her mother’s mysterious Romanian past? Desperate for answers, and with nothing else to lose, she begins her search. Why was her mother forced to leave Romania when she was nineteen and pregnant? Where was her family? Who was Dani’s father? Does that brown box hold the answers to her mother’s past… and Dani’s future?

Thursday, 26 February 2015

The Life I Left Behind by Colette McBeth

The Life I Left BehindThe Life I Left Behind by Colette McBeth
My rating: 5 of 5 stars



This is one book I have wanted to read, I couldn't wait until it came further and further up my pile.

Colette McBeth has written a superb book! Its a unique story line that keeps you on tender hooks, flicking page after page right from the beginning.

We have a woman here who was murdered. She was found by her son, he at first didn't realize she was dead, went off found a blanket and covered himself and his Mom up. Then his Father arrived......


Eve Elliot is the woman murdered. We find that something went on similar prior to her murder several years previously.
Eve Elliot is the one that is leading us to her murderer. BUT SHE IS DEAD! I hear you say. That is what makes this book unique, its so cleverly done, you don't even realize that she's dead, it goes from your memory sometimes and then you need to remind yourself.....oh yes, she's dead, she's relating this story. The thing is, its NOT straight forward and everything you think will happen, doesn't.

The life left behind belongs to Eve Elliot.

The finding out who murdered her lies in her hands.

The future is for us to know.

I really want to thank St. Martin's Press via Net Galley for allowing me the pleasure of reading this superb piece of work. AWESOME




Six years ago, Melody Pieterson was attacked and left for dead. Only a chance encounter with a dog walker saved her life. Melody's neighbor and close friend David Alden was found guilty of the crime and imprisoned, and the attack and David's betrayal of her friendship left Melody a different person. She no longer trusts her own judgment, she no longer trusts her friends. In fact, she no longer really has any friends. She’s built a life behind walls and gates and security codes; she’s cloistered herself away from the world almost entirely.

And then, soon after David is released from prison, Eve Elliot is murdered in an attack almost identical to Melody’s. With the start of a new police investigation, Melody is suddenly pulled from her ordered, secluded life and back into the messy world around her. But as she learns more about Eve's murder, Melody starts to wonder if perhaps David hadn’t betrayed her after all...if perhaps the killer is someone else entirely, someone who’s still out there, preparing to strike again.

Narrated alternately by Melody and by Eve’s lingering ghost, The Life I Left Behind is a taut thriller and an intimate look at two young women bound together in ways neither of them could ever have predicted. Colette McBeth has proven once again that she is a master of suspense.






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STRANGERS CHILD by RACHEL ABBOTT


I am SO excited to be reading this shortly, watch here for my review



Stranger Child is released for the Kindle on 24th February 2015 A paperback version will be published on 14th May 2015. Links The universal link to Stranger Child on Amazon is: http://myBook.to/Stranger-Child This will open the appropriate version of Amazon dependent on where the purchaser lives.

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STRANGER
CHILD
Rachel
Abbott

Prologue






Another ten minutes, and she would be safely home.
Caroline Joseph gave a shudder of relief that the long journey would soon be
over. She never enjoyed driving at night and always felt slightly out of control. Each
pair of approaching headlights seemed to draw her towards them, their white light
illuminating the car’s interior as she gripped the steering wheel, struggling to point
the car straight ahead.
Not long now, though. She was looking forward to giving Natasha a warm bath, a
mug of hot chocolate, and tucking her up in bed. Then she could devote the
remnants of the evening to David. Something was troubling him, and Caroline
thought that maybe if they settled in front of the fire with a glass of wine when
Natasha was asleep, she might be able to coax the problem out of him. It had to be
something to do with work.
She glanced in her rear-view mirror at her precious daughter. Tasha was six – or
six and three-quarters, as she liked to boast – although her slight frame made her
appear younger. Her pale blonde hair fell in soft waves to her shoulders, and her
delicate features were bathed intermittently in yellow light as they passed each
streetlamp. Her eyes were closed, and Caroline smiled at how peaceful she looked.
Today Tasha had been her usual sweet-natured self, playing happily with her
young cousins while the adults scurried around doing Caroline’s father’s bidding.
He had issued one of his edicts – this time declaring that Caroline, along with her
siblings and their families, must come for a pre-Christmas dinner. As usual,
everybody had obeyed. Everybody, that is, except David.
The turnoff to the lanes leading to their house was fast approaching, and Caroline
took a final glance at Natasha. Once they were off the main road and away from the
brightly lit shop windows and the amber glow of the tall streetlamps, the back of the
car would be in dark shadow. She had slept for most of the journey, but was
beginning to stir.
‘You okay, Tasha?’ Caroline asked. The child just murmured in response, not
quite awake enough to answer as she rubbed her eyes with her knuckles. Caroline
smiled. She braked slightly and changed gear to take the turning. All she had to do
was get through the last couple of miles of this journey along the narrow, hedgelined
lanes, deep in darkness, then she could relax. She felt a flash of irritation
towards David. He knew she hated driving at night, and he could have made the
effort – for Natasha, if not for her. They had both missed him today.
A sudden movement to her left caught Caroline’s eye, and her head spun towards
it, her heart thumping in her chest. An owl swooped low over the hedgerows, its
white breast catching the full beam of her headlights, bright against the black sky.
She let out a breath.
There was no moon, and the black tarmac on the narrow lanes that led to their
home was glinting with fragments of frost. Everything around her seemed perfectly
still, as if the world had come to a stop, and now that the owl had fled she was the
only thing still moving. Caroline knew that if she opened her window there would
be no sound other than the quiet hum of her engine. There was no light at all ahead
or behind, and for a moment her natural fear of the dark threatened to swamp her.
She leaned forwards and switched the radio on at a low volume, reassured by the
jolliness of the predictable festive songs. She would be sick of the sound of them
soon, but right now their cheery ordinariness relaxed her.
She smiled as the phone on the seat by her side started to ring. Certain that it
would be David asking when she would be back, she barely glanced at the screen,
but at the last moment she saw the call was from a blocked number. She prodded the
screen and cancelled the call. Whoever it was could wait until she got home. She
steered one-handed round a sharp bend as she placed the phone back on the seat,
and the car slid a little on the frosty road. She felt a small jolt of fear. But the car held,
and she breathed again.
Caroline took the next few bends cautiously, but her tense shoulders relaxed as
she came to a brief stretch of straight road with tall hedgerows shielding deep
ditches on either side. Caroline leaned closer to the windscreen, peering into the
night. Her headlights were picking up a darker shadow – something in the lane
ahead. She braked slightly and changed down a gear, slowing in anticipation.
She dropped down to second gear to approach the obstruction, finally recognising
in horror that it was a car, slewed sideways across the road, its front wheels buried in
the ditch on the right-hand side of the road. She thought she could see a shadow
inside, as if somebody was slumped over the steering wheel.
As Caroline crawled slowly towards it, her heart suddenly thumping, she pushed
the button to lower her window. It looked like somebody needed help.
The phone rang again.
Her first thought was to ignore it, but if there had been an accident she might
need to summon assistance. She snatched the phone off the seat and answered the
call, realising as she did so that her hand was shaking.
‘Hello?’
‘Caroline, are you home yet?’
It was a voice she vaguely recognised, but couldn’t quite place. Her eyes did not
leave the obstruction ahead as she drew to a halt and released her seatbelt.
‘Not yet. Why? Who is this?’
‘Just listen to me. Whatever you do, you must not stop the car. Whatever happens,
do not under any circumstances stop the car.’ The man was speaking low and fast.
‘Go home. Go straight home. Are you listening to me?’
The panic in the voice on the phone reflected Caroline’s own rising anxiety. She
hesitated.
‘But there’s a car across the road, and it looks like somebody’s in it. Maybe they’re
ill, or they’ve had an accident. Why can’t I stop? What’s going on?’
‘Just do as I’m telling you, Caroline. Do not get out of the car. Put your foot down
now and get past that car and don’t stop again for anybody or anything. Just do it.’
The voice was tense, urgent. Caroline felt fear rise in her throat. What was this? She
glanced in the rear-view mirror, and made her decision. She flung the mobile phone
onto the seat beside her and grabbed the steering wheel with both hands. The
stationary car was long and low, taking up most of the width of the road with its
back wheels slightly off the ground as the bonnet angled down into the ditch. There
wasn’t much space to get round the boot of the car, but she could do it. She had to do
it.
She rammed her foot hard to the floor. The tyres skidded on the frosty road, but
they gripped, and she swung the car to the left. Her nearside wheels rose up on the
bank below the hedge and the car hovered at a perilous angle. She pulled the
steering wheel back round to the right and her car landed with a bump, facing the
opposite side of the road. Caroline pulled the wheel back round to the left to
straighten up, the engine roaring as she accelerated.
Suddenly she felt herself begin to slide. She spun the steering wheel madly in one
direction and then the other, but whatever she did, the car took no notice. Black ice,
and she was travelling too fast. She remembered being told to steer into a skid, but
that didn’t feel right.
A name flashed into her head. She suddenly realised who had called her. But why
him? She called out his name, but she knew that by then there was nothing he could
do. Her eyes were drawn to the mirror, to the shadowy rear of the car, where all she
could see were the whites of Natasha’s wide, terrified eyes.
She slammed her foot on the brakes, but nothing happened. The car slid sideways,
hit the bank again, rose up at an angle and flipped, turning over and over, crashing
through the hedge and into the ditch, Caroline’s broken body coming to rest half in
and half out of the open window.
*
The policeman drove along the narrow lanes, enjoying a rare moment of peace in the
run-up to Christmas. An anonymous caller had phoned to say there was a car off the
road somewhere around here, but according to the dispatcher the caller hadn’t been
able to give any details. The policeman was hoping this would be nothing more than
some idiot dumping his car because it had run out of juice or broken down. He had
had enough of dealing with drunks in the current party season, and a nice little
abandoned vehicle should keep him out of the way for a while – maybe even to the
end of his shift.
The realisation that his optimism was unfounded crept up on him slowly. It was
the lights that convinced him. Nobody dumped their car with the lights on, and yet
up ahead he could see a stationary white light, shining brightly, illuminating the
bare trees at the side of the road. As he got closer, the dazzling beams from the twin
headlights blinded him. He shielded his eyes slightly with the back of his hand,
approaching as cautiously as possible in case there was a body he couldn’t see lying
in the road. He pulled up about twenty metres from the car and switched off his
engine.
He knew immediately that it was bad. The car was upside down, the front end
resting up the bank at one side of the lane. But it was the noise that chilled him.
Cutting through the silence of the surrounding countryside, the gentle purr of an
expensive engine provided a subtle backing track to the unmistakable sound of Bing
Crosby’s ‘White Christmas’. The mellow music was escaping into the frosty night air
from an open window through which jutted a woman’s head at such an implausible
angle that the policeman didn’t need to approach the car to know she was dead.
He moved slowly towards the upended car to turn off the engine, and with it the
music. He was able to breathe again. Now it was just a single-vehicle road traffic
accident, although a tragic one. He reached for his radio.
While he waited for the paramedics to arrive, knowing that there was nothing
they could do other than confirm what he already knew, the policeman organised
the closing of the road, called for the specialist team to investigate the crash and
asked for a PNC check on the car to determine ownership. He grabbed a powerful
torch from his boot and shone it around the lane, in the ditches, along the bank,
searching for anybody who might have crawled out of the car and could be injured,
or anything on the road that could have caused the car to swerve. There was nothing.
The road was empty.
For the policeman, it was a relief when the silence was disturbed by the sound of
sirens, growing ever nearer, and a few minutes later the ambulance pulled up, its
lights picking out a lone cyclist who was approaching the scene hesitantly.
The man hopped off his bike and stood some distance away. The policeman
walked towards him.
‘I’m sorry, sir – you need to keep back.’
‘Okay, officer. I’m just trying to get home.’
‘I understand, but I can’t let you along this stretch of road at the moment, sir. I’m
sure you appreciate that.’
‘Is anybody hurt? That looks like Caroline Joseph’s car. Am I right?’ the cyclist
asked.
‘I can’t confirm that at the moment, sir.’
The man peered around the policeman to get a better look at the car.
‘Is that her I can see? Oh my God. She’s dead, isn’t she?’ He looked at the
policeman, his mouth half open in shock. ‘Poor David. That’s her husband. He’s
going to be devastated.’
The policeman didn’t comment. All he could do was keep the man as far away as
possible until reinforcements arrived, but even from this distance the woman’s head
was all too visible.
‘She didn’t have Natasha with her, did she?’ the cyclist asked, his voice shaking.
‘Her little girl? Cutest kid.’
The policeman shook his head with some relief.
‘No, sir. The child seat is in the back but thankfully it’s empty. There was nobody
else in the car.’

Stranger Child is released for the Kindle on 24th February 2015 A paperback version will be published on 14th May 2015. Links The universal link to Stranger Child on Amazon is: http://myBook.to/Stranger-Child This will open the appropriate version of Amazon dependent on where the purchaser lives. Other links: Web : rachel-abbott.com Blog: rachelabbottwriter.com Twitter: @Rachel__Abbott Facebook: RachelAbbott1Writer 

Wednesday, 25 February 2015

The Hysterics by Kristen Hope Mazzola

The HystericsThe Hysterics by Kristen Hope Mazzola
My rating: 4 of 5 stars



It was a refreshing change to come back to a genre that I read, but not regular as some were merging into one another with the hot sex etc.

This one was a pleasant surprise, yes it had hot sex in it, but it had a story first....

The stars of this show are Fallon and Dane.

Fallon appears one day being introduced as Danes boss/manager.
There was an instant HOT HOT HOT from Danes point of view.
She wasn't known as Fallon now, the rock star who played drums, that person was long gone thought to be dead from a drug overdose, but here she stands in front of Dane as Fae. Not for long though, as Dane puts two and two together, but he doesn't reveal his discovery to her though and keeps the secret. He wants her to tell him why.


This is the intriguing bit throughout the book.

My book buddy Philomena was texting me, I told her I was reading this story and I wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Its a while since I read a rock n roll novel, now and again one just blasts out at me and this one did.

Dane is the drummer who is a sex fiend but........not with Fallon [aka Fae] he respects her as she respects herself.

Its a love story like no other I have read recently and I thoroughly enjoyed my afternoon reading it.

Its heart rending, breathtaking and full of emotional discoveries.

*My thanks to Kristen Hope Mazzola for allowing me to read and review her awesome work*


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Once upon a time, I was Fallon Dunbar.

Rock and roll, drugs, and bad decisions were the life I lived.

I’d fallen so deep into the dark rabbit hole that I was certain I would never make it out alive. People like me didn’t get second chances. People like me didn’t get lifted from the darkness. So when the opportunity showed up, I had to take it.
I walked away from everything I loved, everything that was killing me, and I became Fae Dunham. After that, I hid behind makeup, long sleeves, and a closed-off heart.

All was well until I met Dane Pearson. He wasn’t convinced of the new me, and whenever he was near, I felt like the old me, the real me, filled with passion and a love for music. Every day was a struggle of self-discovery. Every day was a fight to not fall back down the rabbit hole. And every day, somehow, someway, I slowly began to discover what it meant to find myself.

It was a hysteric ride, but it was ours. And I wouldn’t change a thing.​
 


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For the Sake of a Child by Stevie Turner

For the Sake of a ChildFor the Sake of a Child by Stevie Turner
My rating: 5 of 5 stars



I am very excited about this read. I am so glad that the author allowed me to read this and take a chance on my honest review! I am sure its nerve wracking for authors to wonder how the readers will perceive their books at times.


THE BOOK

We have this company called PhizzFace.Inc. The two brothers got very rich with some cream that keeps you looking younger for longer. Their sister lives off of the proceeds too. They are all older people now and still running the company, this cream is VERY expensive.

Ginny Ford wins the job of housekeeper to the directors, its a post that many would like to fill. One thing puzzles her though, why her best friend gave the job up.

When she discovers this she decided to visit her best friend and ask. However, after knocking at the door, peeking through the letterbox she discovers that it looks like the apartment is empty. How can this be? How could she leave without her being told. The neighbor next door confirms that she has indeed moved out and vacated the property.

Ginny is excited about her job. Her husband supports her in looking after their child on school days as sometimes Ginny may not be able to collect her from school, but they work it out as a couple.


Ginny hasn't been there long when she discovers something that reveals a secret paedophile network, it seems to be going on for years. She recognizes some in the discovery, and she also cannot get these little boys out of her head, especially one little boy. Where are they getting these children from? This cannot go on.

Its a powerful battle with powerful people as more and more becomes revealed. Doing one thing equals a fight with conscience, doing the other puts her family in danger.



I have never seen Stevie Turners books before. When I noticed her on someone's friends list I befriended her on Goodreads, hence, I am so very glad I did.


This book is amazing, I read it in one sitting and just couldn't leave it alone until the last page.

I don't think you would be disappointed in reading this, you really should one click it.


*Thank you Stevie Turner for allowing me to read this brilliant book"


Ginny Ford is pleased to win the coveted job of housekeeper to the directors of PhizzFace Inc. However, her joy becomes tarnished by an accidental find whilst cleaning, leading her to suspect that all is not as it should be on the managerial corridor. Delving deeper, she is shocked to uncover corruption and a secret paedophile network that has remained hidden for years, involving the very people she has come to know and trust. Unable to live with her conscience any more, she decides that she cannot keep quiet and that she must find a way of helping all the children involved. However, by trying to help the children she discovers that she has unwittingly put her entire family at risk....






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Curveball by Teresa Michaels

Curveball (Curveball, #1)Curveball by Teresa Michaels
My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I was approached by the author Teresa Michaels to ask if I would consider reading her book and giving my honest review on it. Remember, we all have differing takes on books, that is what makes it so exciting!!




We have Breanne [loved that name] who is the Mother of three children. She has returned to work after several years of being at home, and we all know what this is like.

Then we have Drew. He isn't adverse to getting what he wants and when he wants it. UNTIL he met Breanne.

The title of this book has been well thought through, not only leading into the story but the curves that this story brings. I have to say that its romance [of course it is!] but it has suspense in it too.

My only moan personally would be, I just wish the author had emphasized the suspense more and made that bit stand out more instead of concentrating just on the growing attraction between the two.

That's not a compliant, its my observation of choice :)

Brilliant book, I think you should ONE CLICK IT for sure



Breanne Sullivan’s world has been turned upside down. In the midst of an investigation surrounding her husband, Breanne returns to the corporate world she left years ago to raise her children. Now, a required business trip places her on Innovation Airways’ maiden flight sitting next to pitching sensation and self-proclaimed bachelor, Drew Scott.
Drew is charismatic, devastatingly handsome and has never encountered a woman he couldn’t have. That is, until he meets Breanne, whose attempts to deny the intense attraction they share only fuels Drew’s determination not to take no for an answer. But when the flight veers off-course and an unfathomable sequence of events forces them to rely on each other in a race for their lives, intentions quickly change. High-tech travel turns into a game of survival that invites temptation and threatens to push their desires over the edge. 
He’s a tempting distraction she has to resist. She’s an unexpected challenge he’s determined to have at least once. The question is, if she gives in will he be able to let her go?






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Almost Anonymous, the Ronnie Lynn Bass Story by Christopher McAfee

Almost Anonymous, the Ronnie Lynn Bass Story by Christopher McAfee
My rating: 3 of 5 stars



This is a new author Christopher McAfee who arrived in Philomena and my group [2 friends promote your books with us] on Facebook. We try to help as much as we can to give a new author notice and a voice, mostly by reviewing, if not, then by promoting their books on our social media.


I offered to read this for him.

I will now give my honest viewpoint on the story.


This book is very well written, good editing, and the layout of the pages sit neatly on my Kindle.

This story is about Ronnie Lynn Bass. He has some major hang ups, some really major problems and makes some really bad decisions that give him terrible consequences.

Where he ended up [TOP of the Atlanta music industry] is not where he started out!

He didn't want to be a carbon copy of his Father. Someone he didn't admire or respect, but at times, he could see himself a mirror image of him.

He gets involved in drinking, drugs and then he ends up getting a girl pregnant. Back then, the encouragement was for you to marry the Mother of your child. So that is where he found himself to be. He wasn't happy.
This didn't stop him going to parties or having sex with other girls.

Its a bit of a road that he travels.

No one thinks he can make it in the music business, but then he realizes, all those people taking him down hasn't seen him preform. So he leads to rectify this.


The story is pretty well told just fine, and its easy to follow and walk in the mind of Ronnie Lynn Bass

I thought the author has done a great job in his first book.



Follow Ronnie Lynn Bass as he battles alcohol, drugs and infidelity in an unlikely path to the top of the Atlanta music industry. Married to a rich socialite, living in a southern plantation home and expecting a child. He mysteriously leaves after becoming a victim of the 1996 Olympic bombing. Find out why a young investigative reporting student tracked him down and convinced him to tell his amazing story.






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The Secrets of Midwives by Sally Hepworth

The Secrets of MidwivesThe Secrets of Midwives by Sally Hepworth
My rating: 4 of 5 stars


The Secrets of Midwives by Sally Hepworth.

I would like to start in thanking St. Martin's Press via Net Galley in allowing me to read and review this lovely, heartwarming, emotional book.

I have a close relationship to Midwives as my great gran was one, back in the day. I never met her. But growing up I was unaware we had anyone in our family who was a midwife, it was something I aimed myself to become.
However, my life went into a different direction, when I voiced my ambition I was told all kinds of stories about my great gran.

So reading this, I was entranced throughout.

I pictured it like Call the Midwives, but it was oh so different than that.

There was a lovely part I read in there where the Midwife said that she loved her job, of course for the babies, but the ending of a beautiful picture where the birth is over, Mum is hugging her baby and Father is asleep exhausted by her side! Typical Male I thought.

We have the uproar of Midwives where they are wanting, needing more recognition from Doctors. Doctors who thought they knew it all.

I do remember when Midwives always had to ask the Doctors about EVERYTHING and didn't seem to have any stretch in their enrollment, thank goodness things have changed.

Floss who was a midwife in the 1950's holds a secret, she's kept this from her daughter and now her granddaughter, its not a small secret either. You have to wait a long time before its revealed.

I kinda got Floss secret but there was more to come from other members in this lovely cast of a story.

It was a believable story except for the part of "who was the Daddy" but then again, I watch Jeremy Kyle!!!!


This is the very first book of Sally Hepworth's I have had the pleasure of reading, so I am going to now look and see what else she has written.

I think you will like this!


A novel about three generations of midwives (a woman, her mother, and her grandmother) and the secrets they keep that push them apart and ultimately bind them together

THE SECRETS OF MIDWIVES tells the story of three generations of women devoted to delivering new life into the world—and the secrets they keep that threaten to change their own lives forever. Neva Bradley, a third-generation midwife, is determined to keep the details surrounding her own pregnancy—including the identity of the baby’s father— hidden from her family and co-workers for as long as possible. Her mother, Grace, finds it impossible to let this secret rest. For Floss, Neva’s grandmother and a retired midwife, Neva’s situation thrusts her back 60 years in time to a secret that eerily mirrors her granddaughter’s—a secret which, if revealed, will have life-changing consequences for them all. Will these women reveal their secrets and deal with the inevitable consequences? Or are some secrets best kept hidden?
 






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Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Mountain Garden by Will Ottley

Mountain GardenMountain Garden by Will Ottley
My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Mountain Garden by Will Ottley.

When I received a message in my inbox on Goodreads from this author, I wasn't expecting him to ask if I would like for him to send me his book. I was thinking ebook. Then I looked, and I see its mostly based for children, but..........you know what? I thoroughly enjoyed this book! Will sent it to me in hardback so I could appreciate its beauty, and wow did I!

I have no young children, my kids are 29 and 31 years old, neither have children of their own yet.

Why did I decide to say "yes" to this author? because he said he was 'selecting' a few reviewers. I felt kinda special LOL how on earth could I say not.

The book arrived today, so I took it with me to read whilst waiting for my daughter at the hospital.

First of all, I need to mention about the cover, its beautiful. The illustrations inside are as equally appealing. I was in awe of the presentation of this book. You really need to purchase this in hardback to appreciate its beauty.

Now onto the story.

"You must win the battle before you fight" I thought these were very wise words I read in this story.

"Withdraw before your advance"
"Love dissolves fear"

Those sentences stood out to me. I think no matter what age you are, there is a message there.

A bat appears and tells Buchran not to eat the berries along the way.
He has to get over some terrible hard obstacles that come into his path.

Buchan once there, what meets him in Mountain Garden is something that is not the end of the road for him.

There is something destroying life and beauty.

"Face your deepest fears"

So when he arrives at Mountain Garden he still has things to learn.



My thoughts:

There are a lot of messages in this book that even us adults can take away from this, we all have challenges in life, we all have things to overcome and the hero is inside yourself.

WONDERFUL READ.

Highly recommended.

Thanks for the author for asking me to read this, I really, really enjoyed it.


Buckan, a brave young stag, embarks on a journey to find a mythical garden in order to gain the strength to save his fellow deer from the attacking wolves. The journey tests his faith and courage, and forces him to overcome his deepest fears. 
A tale of trust and bravery of heart, this compelling and poetic fable shows the importance of intuition and love.






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Monday, 23 February 2015

Twisted Innocence by Terri Blackstock

Twisted Innocence (Moonlighters Series)Twisted Innocence by Terri Blackstock
My rating: 4 of 5 stars



This book was ace! pure ace! I started it last night and finished it this morning. I finished it whilst eating my breakfast, I just had to see what happened at the end.

I've not read the books in this series previous to this, did it matter? nope, not one bit. I will go back over them though and see as I loved this book so very much.

Holly seemed to have been a bit wayward, but since she had a one night stand with Creed Kershaw, a man that she was introduced to one night, drunk, and totally out of character, slept with him. She comes from a religious background, its not something she would uphold, and the consequences to this is, she finds herself pregnant.

She's tried hard, and succeeded in keeping the Father of her child a secret.......until...


I am deliberately leaving out some bits and I don't want to give out any spoilers other that what you read via the blurb.

Her path crosses with Creed again, under very unusual circumstances and she is forced to spend some time with the Father of her child, during this time, she sees a tender side to him when he is "fathering" and caring for their daughter.....but its HER child.


This is one awesome read, when I got passed 20% I just couldn't leave the book laying there, I had to pick it up AGAIN and continue to read just one more chapter........just one more.......one more........THE END......


All you avid readers will know where I am coming from, when you have a 'good book' in your hand you just can't put it down. Now can you!

I would like to thank the author Terri Blackstock for keeping me entertained and for Zondervan Fiction for allowing me my copy of this book for review via Net Galley



When Holly’s secrets backfire, is the mess too big to unravel?

Holly Cramer has worked hard to keep the identity of her daughter’s father a secret, shamed and embarrassed by the one-night stand. But when the police knock on her door searching for Creed Kershaw, she realizes his identity isn’t as hidden as she thought. The fact that Creed is a person of interest in a recent drug-related murder only increases her humiliation.

When Holly’s and Creed’s paths cross, Holly is unsure whether to be terrified of him or trust him. His tenderness with their daughter makes her want to believe his story that he had nothing to do with the murder. Then she discovers that Creed has a connection to Leonard Miller—who killed both her sister’s fiancĂ© and her brother-in-law, and kidnapped her nephews—and things only become more complicated.

Will Creed lead them to the man who has plagued her family, or become another of his victims?







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