My Law Man by DeeDee Lane


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OK, fellas, this will be a short one. Embarrassingly so, since I pride myself on somewhat modestly-sized reviews, but I don’t have much to say on the matter, so…

Phebe Brooks is in a tough spot: not only has she had her heart broken, but her cheating ex is also well on his way on destroying her financially, too. That’s until she manages to fall back in time, and meet sheriff Rafe. He’s got all that she needs in a man, and then some. While they try to stop a great robbery they fall in love – but how long does Phebe have till she returns back to her own time? And how can she keep on living after that, now that she’s tasted what true love is like?

I’m not gonna bitch on the insta-romance thing, or the whole “quick, let’s write down a sex scene because we don’t want to write a big story and the page-count is rolling”. Obviously, this being a short read, a novella, it was bound to be that way – and I was looking forward to some fast and sexy western romance stuff, anyway, so that was considered a bonus. No, my problem was something entirely different, something I must admit I havebitched about before.

The freaking fact this book is a part of a series! Why?! Why not inform the potential reader beforehand? I even checked its Goodreads page – I’ve been burned before, so I’ve learned to double-check these things. But there was no parenthesis, no brackets, nothing that would indicate that this wasn’t a standalone story. (and no, I refuse to check on the whole book list of the author when I want to request an ARC, I’m supposed to be non-biased on this and if I take a peek I’ll lose that – I only check whether something is already part of an ongoing series or not)

The result? A whole bunch of WTAF moments, and questions that were answered by other characters in the most unappreciated of ways. By the time one of the female friends of Ms. Brooks mentioned about her own man coming from the past, it was too late. I instantly got online, checked the author, and lo and behold! Won’t you look at that? A SERIES! How did you miss that, Lydia? Oh, that’s right, you didn’t, it just wasn’t there for you to easily see.

All in all, a fast and hot read, but one that leaves you with a sour aftertaste if you haven’t read the previous ones. So unless you plan on reading them before you get started on this one…. I wish you luck!

***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***



Live Wire (Titan #7.5) by Cristin Harber


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“So how does a big, bossy, badass of a man decide to go into the army?” – Sugar

On a scale of one to ten, one being I’m good, I don’t need another Titan book, and ten being I can’t get enough of this series, I would say this book categorized me as… well, let’s be honest, A SLUT FOR TITAN! In Lexi’s words: Ten. Ten. TEN!

It was to be expected, though, since, in this book, we get to see what made Jared the man he is today and what really makes him tick. We get to see Sugar being a pregnant badass. We get to see one of the new guys dealing with Russian mafiozi, extra additions to the Titan family, and so many more – and as always, the one and only Cristin Harber does all this in the span of a few pages.

I have to admit, I was torn between being sceptical and excited about the newbies. On one hand, yayyy, new hotties to swoon over! On the other: “what if they’re not good enough to stand by my boys’ side?” and all that jazz. But it appears I was freaking out for naught – Bishop is TOTAL Titan material!

And I sure as hell can’t wait to see him get his HEA with a woman that can click with the team the way all the Titan ladies have!



Books of ’16


Happy New Year, everyone!!! I know, I know, I should have posted this one daaaays ago, BUT! One, I spent the last day of 2016 getting ready to welcome – ahem, drink away – the new year – you know, hair, shoes, make up, makeover, the works (oi, I’m a girl, I have the right to look nice once in a while!). Two, I ended up puking things I never knew I had eaten after only TWO shots of vodka (wow, I’m getting old). And three… I was lazy! Yeah, I’m entitled to that, too!

Even so, here is the belated list of the books I read and found amaaaazing and totally ‘you-must-read-it’ in the dreaded – and may it never come back – 2016!

  • Live Wire (Titan #7.5) by Cristin Harber
  • Damned If He Does by Marcella Burnard
  • The Apothecary’s Curse by Barbara Burnett
  • All the books in the Hell to Pay series by Jillian David (namely Immortal Flame, Relentless Flame, Flame Unleashed AND the prequel of the series, Flame’s Dawn)
  • Blind FaithTotal Surrender, the two final books of the Sin Brothers series by Rebecca Zanetti
  • The Irish Warrior (Norman Conquest #3) by Ashley York
  • Much of Madness (Conexus Chronicles #1) by S. E. Summa
  • Through the Veil & Children of the Veil, the first two books of the Aisling Chronicles by Colleen Halverson
  • Snow’s Lament (Fairytale League #2) by S. E. Babin
  • Six Points of Light: Hook’s Origin by Kalynn Bayron
  • Magic Mourns (Kate Daniels #3.5) by Ilona Andrews
  • The Perfect Hope (Inn BoonsBoro Trilogy #3) by Nora Roberts

That was all! Unfortunately, due to my part-time job, practise at the nursery, and soooo many personal stuff this year, I wasn’t able to read and review as many books as I would have liked. Still, I can’t say I was totally disappointed with the diamonds I managed to get  my hands on, so I can at least say ’16 didn’t suck completely – book-blogging-wise.

May you all have a great year!



Blood Magick (The Cousins O’Dwyer Trilogy #3) by Nora Roberts


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“You can’t hide or run from me. I’ll follow you, Finbar, track you like a hound, I swear it on my life. I won’t go back to living without what I love. I love you.” – Branna O’Dwyer

I… don’t even know where to start. I have no idea where this one went wrong, but it sure as hell wasn’t what I expected from a NR trilogy concerning witches…

In the finale of the O’Dwyer Cousins series, we see Branna O’Dwyer and Finbar Burke in ways we dreamed of ever since detecting their chemistry and tension. However, they both know there can never be anything more between them than friendship and companionship against Cabhan. The universe – and what happened between their ancestors – are bound to keep them apart forever. Even so, they’re determined to break the dark curse circling above their heads once and for all, if only to make sure their loved ones will be happy and prosper without any more fears in the future…

Seriously, this series was already kinda… not my cup of tea, but this final book? It just nearly made me break down in tears of frustration! It’s bad enough there was way too much research and talking instead of action, but at least in the other two books I had the couples to take my focus away from that. Unfortunately, such was not the case with Branna and Fin.

Allow me to make myself clear right now: IT WAS NOT FIN’S FAULT! The guy was perfect, and if men like him actually exist, can I please have one? I’ll happily and proudly make him my babies’ daddy! A man romantic, selfless, self-sacrificing, always thinking of the best for his soulmate, even building a freaking house the way she would want, hoping against all hope that she would grace him with her presence and notice what he had done for her! He was a homemaker, and a warrior, and a hard-working good friend, all in one temptingly good-looking package (an Irish one, mind you, so yeah, he was 99% perfect IMHO), and what does Branna see when it comes to him?

His cursed mark!

What on sweet Earth, woman?! The poor bloke was practically melting for you, laying everything he always had and will be at your ungrateful bitchy feet, and you can’t bring yourself to see past what he had no say in or could help with? It’s not like he asked for it!

OK, yeah, she somewhat trusted him after TWO books of everyone around her being on her case to finally do so, but that meant squat to me! She was hard to work with, unbearably bitchy and snappy, and she kept unconsciously blaming him for his connection to the dark bastard they had to deal with – you can’t fool me, I just KNOW she did!

Not to mention that, yes, she was boring! BORING! If she wasn’t cleaning or subtly snapping in her unique “iceberg” way, she was cooking. All. The. Time! And don’t get me started on when she talked to Brannaugh – dear ancestor of hers, can you go die for me somewhere far away from this realm? HOW DARE YOU TALK LIKE THAT ABOUT A POOR MAN WHO WAS DENIED WHAT HIS HEART WANTED THE MOST BECAUSE OF SOMETHING YOUR MOTHER CURSED HIM WITH LOOOONG BEFORE HE WAS BORN?!

The only thing that saved this from being DNF-shelved was NR’s awesome-as-always way of writing and her witty, funny dialogues. That and… well, it’s in Ireland! What’s not to love about the place? In any case, I might take a long break from NR, just to make sure that the next time I come back I won’t regret it. It would be a shame, since she’s the one who made me see the beauty of romance in books…

“In my life, you are all I’ve wanted. Above all else.” – Finbar Burke



Treasured by Crystal Jordan


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I suppose not every book themed the way I like it is going to make me all giddy… Well, I’m OK with that, sort of…

The story is about Becca, a young woman obsessed with the Golden Age of Piracy, and who’s in lust with one of the historical faces the current museum display she’s helping put up is hosting, James Morrow. Somehow, while touching one of the swords, she travels back in time – and straight into his arms. Having the same name and face as his bitch of a wife, she gets nothing but cold lust and suspicion from the pirate captain – especially since she’s nothing like the shrew he knew to have married. However, facing dangers and enemies together while at sea makes them get closer than they initially thought…

Seriously, I liked the idea of it all. Time-travelling, and pirates, and a short sexy story of a love meant to be despite the individuals being born centuries apart. And did I mention the pirates? Craaaazy One Piece fangirl here (ha! you lot thought it was about Jack Sparrow, huh? well, he’s a good bonus, too, but come on, who can compare to the Strawhats and, oh, good Lord, to Kid and Law?!), so yeah, the pirate-theme always gets me.

So what went wrong?, you might ask.

Well, the whole thing went from zero to one hundred waaaay too fast. Even for a short story, that was too much. You can’t reach true love from simple lust – and let’s face it, Becca didn’t even know James, yet she was halfway in love with him just because he was hot and knew how to make a woman scream in bed, while James wasn’t even THERE since all he was seeing was his wife acting suspiciously different. A few arguments, loooots of tupping, and BAM! Love is in the air -oh, wait, no, that’s actually the ocean breeze…

It didn’t work for me. Emotionally, that is. Becca was a fine enough girl, and I liked her alright, but James… I’ve had enough of hot guys being jerks because someone wronged them, thank you very much. He may be entitled to it, but it still irked me. Not to mention the adultery! Seriously? Sleeping with other women?

I don’t care how much of a bitch your wife is, sir. I would find it even more acceptable if you simply strangled her in her sleep or threw he off the ship, than to get between another woman’s legs. That’s a big no-no for this family-oriented gal right here, and the fact you actually fell back in love with said wife – or, well, her clone – and decided to finally keep Captain Jr. down there happy with only one female doesn’t mean squat to me. Cheating is still cheating!

Another problem – the freaking back door. Once was enough for me. Seeing it used again – AND WHY THE PEARLS?!?! THEY’RE MY FAVORITE GEMSTONES AND YOU NEARLY RUINED THEM FOR ME!!! – had me cringing. Like, a LOT!

Finally, the whole time-travelling thing. I would have been fine without one single explanation. No, really. I think it would have been way better than what I was given. I felt like I was reading the script of some kind of cartoon. So not in touch with the “pirate erotica” theme the book had going on up until that point.

Of course, no one should forget that maybe Ms. Jordan didn’t meet MY pirate-romance standards. That doesn’t mean she may not reach someone else’s, as the story was otherwise well-written in terms of grammar, historical reference, humor and pace. I’m also after reading other books of hers, in hopes of finding if maybe they can click better than this one.

***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***



Damned If He Does by Marcella Burnard


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Darsorin Incarri, an incubus, has been content with his routine as a demon – every night, he brings in his quota of sexual energy from five satisfied women. It’s a job he likes – power, females at his feet, and immortality – what more could he want? But when he meets Fiona Renee, a woman who just doesn’t fall in his arms no matter how high he turns the charm volume – and demonic power – on, Darsorin knows he can’t go back to what he’s been doing for so long. Now, the two must find a way to be together and have their happily ever after – since they’ve been denied that all their lives. If only Satan, Darsorin’s boss, was so willing to part with one of his best incubi…

OK, yeah, this sort of reminded me of Katie de Long’s Inkubus at some parts, yet it was also so different in many others.

First of all, the similarities: we have an incubus male lead, who stumbles upon a lone woman that doesn’t want him for her sexual needs only and seems resistant to his advances and powers – also, she sees him as HIM. His own face and body, not just a projection of what she wishes to see. Then, we have the incubus’s higher ups not eager to let said incubus leave their employment. And finally, the seduction of a female lead that doesn’t require just sex – turning the heat on with full blown romance and understanding and humor!

However, Darsorin was a pretty happy incubus up until he met Fiona. He loved screwing many and different women, and he enjoyed all demonic aspects of his nature. Fiona wasn’t someone he fell for – she was a challenge. And once he got past that, he seriously rocked my world as a character. Such emotional growth, and the vulnerability that came with it, the protectiveness, the depth of personality! I was enamored with the guy and how flawlessly he kept changing and becoming a better man through the pages!

Now, off to talk about Fiona. Oh, boy, allow me this one moment of existential pleasure: AN ASEXUAL FEMALE LEAD!!! THERE IS A GOD UP THERE AFTER ALL, AND HE SO CARES FOR US SEXUALITY MINORITIES!!!

I mean, OK, I’m not asexual, but there was a good part of my life I actually thought I was – until I finally found out the brilliant term of “demisexual” and I saw the light! I feel for Fiona so much – all the pressure from her family to act as a “normal sexually” woman, to find someone, to try harder to change herself. I truly admire how she stood up for herself and didn’t budge one bit.

Which makes the romance in this book so much better than most things I’ve read this year. We’re talking about a couple that couldn’t be physically intimate the way most couples do. Darsorin still had urges, but he soon learned to channel them to something else, and focused on truly romancing Fiona, in all the right ways – if you ask me. Using his humor, and understanding, and being beside her when she needed him the most. Being honest and protective in his own way – the dick pic to that creeper honestly had me howling with laughter – and he was plain adorable in his efforts to make this work for both of them.

That doesn’t mean, though, that Dar was the only one working hard for the blossoming relationship. Fiona was busting her ass off, too. She was desperately searching for a way to free the man who had unconsciouly become so important for her, even going as far as challenging the devil himself, face to face. And the brief moment that she almost backed down was when she feared for Darsorin’s safety. She was selfless, interesting, with many hobbies and things to do – it felt so real reading about her life and habits, like reconnecting with a good old friend. Plus, even when she knew she couldn’t get any pleasure from sex, she still tried, if only to give some relief to her beloved incubus.

We’re talking about a relationship starting from scratch, developing into something real, touchable, and quite honestly, idealistic. A relationship that should have been the IDOL of all relationships, fictional and real, that every couple should go after. And Marcella Burnard managed to show that, along with tons of supernatural stuff, funny dialogues, suspense, historical bits, and dramatic twists, in the span of a book.

I don’t know about you guys, but since there’s no series connected with this one, I’m content to say I’ll be reading more of Burnard’s work in the future. If she can do justice to romantic literature like this, you bet I want to know what more she can offer in the romance genre!

***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***



The Apothecary’s Curse by Barbara Barnett


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Holy sweet pinata of Santa Maria!!!

*stops to take a breath*

OK, OK, that was one heck of an opening, but hot dang, was this book a shock to my senses or what?!

Dr. Simon Bell, one of the finest in London, visits an acquaintance of his to ask for a cure – his sweet wife Sophie is slowly dying from cancer. Said acquaintance, an apothecary going by the name Gaelan Erceldoune, is a bitter widower who didn’t have the chance to save his own wife, one year prior to Simon’s visit. He claims he has a cure, but it results in Sophie’s death. Simon, not willing to live without his wife, downs the potion he gave her – only to become immortal. Now, the two of them must find a way to reverse his immortality so that he can finally die in peace.

Admittedly, this was only HALF of what I wished to write as a summary for the book, but I’m trying my damnest here to not give away any more spoilers, so bear with me. As a matter of fact, I don’t think I can say a lot of things I want to say without treading in dangerous spoiler waters, so I’ll keep it at a minimum.

Let’s start with what didn’t work for me in the story: hmmm, NOTHING! Everything was absolutely perfect. The timing, the pace, the plot twists, the characters. Even if I hated some of them – I’m looking at you, Simon! – I couldn’t help but be sucked in what was going on and keep turning the pages to see the rest of it. Some of the twists were predictable (YASSSS, MY SHIP WAS CONFIRMED!!!), some others not, yet the book still managed to keep me intrigued to the very end – dear Mrs. Barnett, that last scene freaked me out and I almost started crying until I realized what really took place, my poor heart nearly stopped!

There’s only one last thing left to be said: go read it! ASAP! It may confuse you at first, but you’ll learn to love it before the second chapter is even done. Besides, if that, too, fails, there’s always Gaelan – the man was a delicious shot of bitter and cynical awesomeness, and you can’t help but love him to death!

***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***



Against the Wild (The Brodies of Alaska #1) by Kat Martin


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“I love you, Dylan. It doesn’t matter where I live as long as I’m with you.” – Lane Bishop

Before I start, a little note to self: TRAVEL TO ALASKA AT LEAST ONCE IN YOUR LIFE!!!! And all because Kat Martin made it one of my priorities with her book!

Dylan Brodie is a single father who is trying to raise a daughter that refuses to speak and build a tourist fishing lodge in Alaska. To make sure the lodge is presentable enough, he hires interior designer Lane Bishop. However, the two of them feel more than simple attraction between them – more than they should feel, given they’re supposed to work together on this project. But they can’t deny their needs for long, and soon, their hearts start getting involved, too. Still, the fact they’re going to go their different ways after the summer is over turns out to be the least of their worries – someone dangerous is lurking in the shadows, someone hell bent to make things more than tough for the couple…

Seriously, I have to say it again, I would move to Alaska in an instant after this book. I’m not much of a nature enthusiast, but I couldn’t help but SEE the beauty of it all through Martin’s words. The scenery, the people, everything. But enough of that – let’s move on to more pressing matters, yeah?

Dylan and Lane… Hmm, where to begin? I admit they were not such an original fiction couple – I’ve read similar situations like the ones they had to go through before. But there was just something about them, that made the whole thing very charming indeed.

It could be the fact that their story combined not only a romance full of the angst and impending doom with a timer and deadline set on it, but also the very real danger of a shady figure who may have started as somewhat of a minor danger, but later evolved into a full blown threat. The build up and the mounting tension sure did a fine job of making us divide our attention between what we wanted to happen with Dylan and Lane, and the fact that just around the corner, someone was watching, plotting, and getting in their way. And we didn’t even know who that was until the very last minute!

Apart from that, there was also the sexual tension between them that made the reader want to explode from the anticipation. And when they finally got it on, GOD, it was such a relief! Granted, they both knew it had to stay on the carnal side, but they just couldn’t help themselves – duh! And when they started admitting to themselves that yes, they were in love, but not to each other, they were so adorable! Like teenagers being entirely too green at this yet eager to find out.

I can’t wait to read Nick’s story – hot damn, I personally believe I’m gonna enjoy his book even more! And of course Rafe – we need more of that guy, honestly!

“I don’t want you to leave. I don’t ever want you to leave. I love you, Lane. It’s killing me to let you go.” – Dylan Brodie

***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***



Children of the Veil (Aisling Chronicles #2) by Colleen Halverson – Blog Tour


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Colleen Halverson

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Entangled

Date of Publication: October 26, 2016

ISBN: 9781633757738


Number of pages: 400

Word Count: 120K


Book Description:

Elizabeth Tanner has one goal: to find her mother in whatever dimension she’s imprisoned. But to do that, she has to face her estranged father, and to do that, she needs a shot of whiskey…or seven. But after an attempt on her life and the return of her lost love, she wakes up with one hell of a hangover and a whole barrage of questions.

Finn O’Connell doesn’t know why the Fianna want him to aid Elizabeth in her search, but he’ll take any excuse to be near her again. Together, they dive headlong into the shadows of her mother’s secrets and find themselves embroiled in a Fae rebellion that will test Finn’s loyalties and their love.

With the Faerie realm verging on chaos, Elizabeth and Finn will embark on a quest that will lead them from the streets of Chicago to London’s seedy Fae underground. But rescuing Elizabeth’s mother means journeying to a place Finn can’t follow, and Elizabeth is forced to make a choice between finding her at last or saving her own soul.

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Teaser Excerpt:


Elizabeth Tanner has one goal: find her mother and free her. But after an attempt on her life and the return of her lost love, her search leads to more questions than answers. Finn O’Connell doesn’t know why the Fianna want him to help Elizabeth, but he’ll take any excuse to be near her. Diving into the shadows of her mother’s secrets throws them into a Fae rebellion that will test their love, and rescuing Elizabeth’s mother means making a choice between finding her or saving her own soul.


Excerpt 1


My legs buckled and he snatched me into his arms, my head lolling against his chest. I breathed in the smell of leather, fresh folded laundry, and that pure, manly scent of Finn-ness. God, I had missed him.
“Who…?” I managed to say, the words feeling like caked mud in my mouth.
He didn’t answer, but slipped me into his car and I sank into the leather seat, darkness eating at the edge of my sight. The purring engine lulled me into a daze, and I must have passed out because the next thing I knew, we were stumbling up the stairs to my apartment.
“I live here,” I slurred.
“I know,” Finn mumbled, his muscled arm propping me up. “Where are your keys?”
Snowflakes collected on the crown of his head, his eyebrows knitting together. The curve of his mouth filled my vision, and my fingers slipped over the soft skin, tracing the delicate cupid bow on his top lip. His face softened, multiple Finns swimming through the muted streetlight.
“Mmmmm…” I murmured, running my hand against the side of his face, trying to keep from seeing double. “Stay still.”
He placed a gentle hand over my hand. “Elizabeth, your keys. It’s freezing out here.”
I brought his palm next to my face, brushing my lips against his callused fingers. Need burned through my body, and I fell against his broad chest, covering his mouth with mine with a moan. For a moment, he kissed me back, his hands pressing firm against my shoulders. The falling snow tickled my neck, sending icy trails down my spine, and I pressed into him seeking his warmth. He made a low sound in his throat.
“You’re drunk,” he whispered.
“I don’t care.” I whispered into his ear.
Finn disentangled himself from my arms, and I slipped on a patch of ice, falling on my ass with a giggle. He leaned over me, patting my jeans in search for my keys. His hands strayed to my waist, tickling my side, and I laughed, grabbing his hands.
He hovered over me, his hair grazing the firm line of his jaw. “Elizabeth, stop. I mean it. Where are your keys?”
He rifled in my coat, and something landed on the balcony with a thud. The book of Yeats’ poetry lay in the snow, white powder quickly accumulating on its worn cover. Finn made to grab it, but I snatched it away, wiping it off and sticking it safe back inside my coat. He stared down at me and swallowed hard, the tinkling crystal of falling snow the only sound in the silent street.
“Elizabeth…” He whispered, his hand brushing away a wet lock of hair plastered to my cheek.
I shrugged away, rifling in my jeans pocket for my keys and threw them at him. A wave of dizziness washed over me and I curled up on the balcony, willing the snow to blanket over me, desiring nothing but to become the winter so I could sleep for four months and reemerge whole again. Stinging numbness gripped my fingers and toes, and I shivered, burying my head against my arm.
“Let’s get you inside.” Finn’s arm slipped beneath my shoulders and under my knees.


Excerpt 2


Finn stood up and placed his hands on my shoulders, massaging my sore muscles. I turned my head to the side, allowing him access to my neck. He rubbed his thumb down my spine, and I let out a soft moan as the tension in my body released.
“The way you addressed that soldier tonight, and your oath to Phelan,” he said. “I have to admit, I was quite enamored by your display of power.”
“Oh, you ain’t seen nothing yet, Mr. O’Connell.” My fingertips hummed with aisling energy as he brushed my hair aside and kissed me between my shoulder blades. In spite of my exhaustion and everything I learned tonight, my body ached for him.
“I think royalty looks good on you.” He smoothed his hands down my arms, and breathed into my ear. “But then again, I think everything looks good on you, Princess”
I placed my hand over Finn’s. “You just want to see me in a dress again.”
“I suppose I’m still stuck in the 18th century.” He stroked my hair, pulling my wayward curls behind my ears. “I’m not sure if I’ll ever get used to seeing women in trousers.”
I stood up and stretched, turning to the cot in the corner. “Well, get used to it, buddy.” Finn grabbed my ass, and I squealed as he pulled me into his lap, the rickety wooden chair groaning beneath our weight.
“I could get used to these tight blue jeans, however.” Finn moved his hand down my hip. “They are quite flattering in a twenty-first century sort of way.”
“I’m glad you approve,” I breathed into his ear, reaching back and placing his cheek close to mine.
“It’s just that a lady’s skirts made it much easier to do this.” Finn wrapped his arm around my waist and slipped his fingers inside the waistband of my jeans.
I gasped, grabbing at his hand—to release me or plunge deeper, I wasn’t sure.

About the Author:


As a child, Colleen Halverson used to play in the woods imagining worlds and telling stories to herself. Growing up on military bases, she found solace in her local library and later decided to make a living sharing the wonders of literature to poor, unsuspecting college freshmen. After backpacking through Ireland and singing in a traditional Irish music band, she earned a PhD in English with a specialization in Irish literature. When she’s not making up stories or teaching, she can be found hiking the rolling hills of the Driftless area of Wisconsin with her husband and two children. CHILDREN OF THE VEIL is the follow up to her debut urban fantasy novel, THROUGH THE VEIL.










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Lydia’s Review:

Holy wow, you guys, I’m seriously blown away with what I just read! Yikes, I need to sort through that enormous mess of thoughts and emotions in my head!!!

So, anyway, Elizabeth has broken things up with Finn and decided she will look for her mother, while making sure she doesn’t ever become a sacrificial bride again, or let the Fae politics drag her down. However, things rarely go as planned, and she soon finds herself by Finn’s side again, both working together in order to locate Niamh, stop a war, survive the bloodthirst of the Fir Bolgs, and making sure to keep as much out of the Fianna’s clutches as possible… Can they get a second chance in their love – and live to tell the tale about it?

Honestly, I figured Lizzie went through enough suffering during the first book. I mean, getting married to Bres and tolerating all that abuse, well, what more could be done to break her? But I was wrong, and despite the fact the events in the second book nearly left me mentally crippled, I was delighted to be so!

Colleen Halverson did a majestic job of bringing more trouble on her heroine’s way, but it wasn’t only that. The physical suffering Lizzie had to experience was bad enough, but the emotional scars? Pretty badass on the auhor’s part, and totally ruining us as readers, if you ask me. Lizzie had to live through continuous betrayal, from every side possible, and by the first half of the book, I swear I was like “Ok, no, this guy can’t be trusted. That one either – DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT THE OTHER ONE!”.

I developed trust issues. Against fictional beings. Job VERY well done, Mrs. Halverson!!!

The romance, despite its rough start, escalated rather hotly and in our favor once Finn stopped all that holding back. I wanted him killed in the previous book, but I admit I warmed up to him after seeing how far he was willing to go for Elizabeth. And, OK, his resourcefulness in intimate… situations didn’t hurt… *whistles*

The story was full of twists, and, if you haven’t figured it out yet, there was no certainty for the true colors of any character. So it was really exciting to see what would happen next! Plus, there was this whole butterfly effect – when someone did something conerning magic and the Fae folk, there would be consequences, and no one, not even the main heroes, escaped that kind of law. I liked it!

Now, if someone can get me a design of that swan tattoo, I’m really interested in having it on me. Oh, and I can’t wait for the next book. I’m sure Lizzie, so much more matured now with all her new experiences, and after all that character growth she’s gone through, will be even more amazing to read about!

***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***



~More goodies coming your way~

The playlist for the book – if you’re up to it 😉

AND a quiz for those of you who are a tad playful!


Destiny’s Chance by Cara Bristol


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Now THAT’s what I needed recently as an ARC. Kinda short, but extra sweet – well, if spicy is your kind of sugar, anyway…

Destiny Grabble was always sweet on Chance Everett, despite knowing that they could never be together. Not only was he her best friend’s ex, but she also was nothing like what she assumed his type to be. However, a tragic accident with paranormal consequences brings them closer than any of them ever imagined…

I really liked where this one headed. First and foremost, I spent at least two chapters trying to figure out what had happened, and that was a nice change of pace from the usual romances I read. It added to the suspence and was unique. Plus, I enjoyed seeing those two dancing around each other and making their lives harder by not straight out talking it out – shameless sadist that I am.

What made it even better was the chemistry Chance and Destiny had – no matter if they didn’t realize it as easily as I did, not everyone is a genius like me. They instantly clicked, and while I don’t always appreciate insta-love, I’ll have to admit this one worked quite nicely. And don’t get me started on the hot scenes! Goodness gracious, I even felt a bit needy about that kind of lifestyle Chance lead – and I’m a prude in what I consider actually sexy, mind you! So well done, Mrs. Bristol, for making me like something I normally frown at – achievement unlocked!

The only reason this wasn’t a 5-cupcake review was because I didn’t find it satisfying that things stayed that way. No more details on the matter cause I really don’t wanna give any spoilers – honestly, though, if I was in Destiny’s shoes, I wouldn’t feel that well about my… “situation” continuing like this even after the man of my dreams claimed he wanted me. But that’s a personal thing so I can’t judge – much.

***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***