Monday, July 31, 2017

Weekly Book Reads (July 31)



Weekly Book Reads


Weekly Book Reads is a weekly Monday Meme that is hosted by Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews:

Post the books read last week and books you plan on finishing this week.

Read Last Week:

1.  No Easy Target (Part 2) - Iris Johansen
2.  Golden Prey - John Sandford

Weekly Book Reading:

1.  Race Against Time - Sharon Sala
2.  Physical Forces - D.D. Ayres

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Library Haul 2017 (July 30 - Aug 5)



Library Haul


Here's the list of books/manga/manhwa/yaoi manga I picked up this week at the library:

Softcover:

1.  Taste of Home: Cooking for Two
2.  Marinades - Lucy Vaserfirer

Hardcover:

1.  Race Against Time - Sharon Sala

Friday, July 28, 2017

Amanda J. Clay's Rebel Song Blog Tour with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Guest Post

 

I am so excited to have Amanda J. Clay here at Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Guest Post.

Thanks Amanda and Pump Up Your Book Promotions for allowing me to join your Rebel Song Blog Tour!

Please take it away, Amanda!

Guest Post

The Inspiration Behind Rebel Song

One of the questions all writer’s undoubtedly receive is “where do you get your inspiration?” Sometimes there is a great lightbulb moment—a tragedy, a blessing, a unique childhood — that breathes life into an idea. For Rebel Song, I attribute it to a childhood obsession with tragic love stories, with fantasy tales of kings and queens, with gallant heroes sacrificing all.

When I describe the plot of Rebel Song to people, but tell them it’s contemporary, they often say, “Wait, it’s about a princess and a rebellion and star-crossed love? Sounds a little Medieval.” And it does sound like a plot of old. But it’s also a reality of today...Let me explain a bit of history about its inspiration.

The very first incarnation of Rebel Song came about 22 years ago — no joke! When I was 12 — possibly suffering some unrequited love of my own — I actually wrote this short book about a princess who falls in love with a spy from another country and she betrays her kingdom for him. In the end she jumps off a cliff and kills herself so in retrospect it wasn’t a very uplifting story (I was a strange 12 year old, I admit). But I never forgot that tale and I’ve maintained this affinity for the star-crossed lovers since.

So fast forward a couple decades. I’m in Madrid, Spain, reading about the turmoil of Spain’s 20th century — from a monarchy to a dictator to back to a monarchy. And I realized that, while it’s strange to the Americans, royalty is alive and well in much of Europe. Additionally, many countries in Europe have undergone rebellions, dictators, civil war and more in the last fifty years alone. Sometimes there’s even a juicy love story thrown in there. I was fascinated by the history there and I suddenly knew I had to bring Rogan and Elyra’s story to life in a fresh new way.

And while the story is set in “modern-day,” I admit, the specific time period for the story is purposefully a little vague because I’m trying to avoid talking about real world events — it’s hard to talk about 20th century Europe and not discuss post WWII Communism, for example. I want the Rogan and Elyra’s story to just exist within itself and for the reader to not have to think about the outside world.

So once you have this great novel that you love more than your own mortal soul, what do you do with it?

After I’d finished and perfected Rebel Song to the best of my ability, I had to learn how to publish it! Writers today are living in the best of times. There are more ways than ever to reach millions of hungry readers. But with more choices, it can be daunting to decide the best way to go. I opted to Independently publish and I couldn’t be happier with my choice. It’s a lot of work — no denying that. As an Indie author, you’re responsible for every aspect of the process — from finding the cover design, getting a professional editor, finding beta readers and then doing the marketing. It was a long process, I stumbled a lot, made some mistakes, learned a TON and was excited to do it all again.

The second installment, Rebel Rising, is due out this September and I’m so excited to continue the saga with my readers.





About the Author

Amanda J. Clay is a writing YA and Adult fiction from Dallas, TX. A Northern California native, she had a fantastic time studying English and Journalism at Chico State University and then a very serious time slaving away for a Master’s degree in Communications from California State University, Fullerton. When she’s not staring at a computer screen, she spends most of her spare time on some new fitness addiction and plotting world adventures.

Her latest book is the young adult novel, Rebel Song


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 About the Book

Title: REBEL SONG
Author: Amanda J. Clay
Publisher: Independent
Pages: 370
Genre: YA


Caught on opposite sides of a budding civil war, a rebel leader and a modern day princess fight to save their country from a corrupt Minister General in a fictional Central Europe.

The once prosperous European nation of Arelanda has been plagued with poverty and corruption since the failed rebellion tore it apart. Now, rebels stir again in the capital’s underbelly, vowing to depose the monarchy and overturn the unjust government.

Seventeen-year-old Rogan Elwood, son of a rebel leader executed for treason after the first rebellion, has borne a tainted legacy his entire life. As he is pulled deeper into conflict, Rogan must face his calling in the future of the rebel cause — waging his want for peace against his desire for vengeance. Everything changes when he falls for Elyra — modern, idealistic and determined to bring Arelanda a better future. She also just happens to be next in line to the throne — if the corrupt Minister General doesn’t beat her to it.

Caught in the midst of a budding civil war and surrounded by enemies on every side, Elyra and Rogan must fight to save themselves and their country.

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Book Excerpt:

CHAPTER 1

Rogan was struggling to pull the last crab from the trap, its flailing claws scratching and pinching for survival.

“Sorry bub,” he said to the scaly creature. “A boy’s gotta eat. You’re just on the wrong end of the food chain today.” He gave it a yank, finally prying it loose from the trap and stuffed it into his canvas sack, suffering only a minor pinch in the process. It hadn’t been the most lucrative day, but five crabs were better than none. Regardless, it was a much-needed afternoon alone with the ocean to mull around in his own thoughts. Things with The Cause were escalating with every passing day and the peace they’d known the past few years was teetering on a precipice of destruction.

He stood and stretched his back, stiff from hunching over the traps all afternoon. The seaside air whipped through his shaggy hair and the salt stung at a newly acquired scrape on his elbow, courtesy of his new mutt of a puppy. The spring air mingled with the midday sun to send a shimmer across the vast ocean. Resisting the urge to swim toward the horizon and never look back, he packed his things and headed up the beach.

“Something to spare?” a small voice called up. She knelt on a tattered blanket in the sand with a small basket beside her. Sad round eyes begged from a sunken face. Rogan reached into his pocket and retrieved a few pounds.

“Don’t encourage her,” a husky voiced barked as Rogan moved to hand over the change. He snapped up to see a portly city ranger fingering his black baton.

“She’s just a little girl,” Rogan argued.

“Let her beg in the alleys like the rest of ‘em. We don’t need them cluttering up the beaches too and bothering the tourists. Now, get on.”

Rogan debated tossing the coins her way anyway, but wasn’t particularly in the mood for a baton to the head. He offered the child a sympathetic frown and put the pounds back. He’d remember that face and find her again.

He moved up the beach again until the sirens’ call of the water slipped under his skin. He decided to postpone heading back in favor of a few moments of solitude on his favorite rock point. Slinging his pack over his shoulder, he scuttled up the rocks like he had a thousand times, settling on a smooth patch with a view that stretched into the unknown like the vastness of dreams. To the East, the panorama stretched over the city center with its ancient structures reaching toward the clouds. The city faded into the lush rolling hills of Pear Valley — where pear trees had been long replaced by vineyards. Arelanda was one of the smallest nations in Europe, but its scenery mirrored classical paintings. The bitter wind sliced through the air, nipping his tanned skin, but he didn’t mind. Its bite was invigorating. The drone of bickering salty fisherman and scampering port children faded into the deep as he watched the waves gently lick their way up the shore, and he let himself go to another place — away from war and death.

A sudden yelp rippled through the air, breaking his solace. He jerked to attention and scanned the scenes below him in the sand, seeing nothing but lapping waves and a haggard old woman peddling hand-knit garments from a canvas tent. Then, as if the yelp had shattered and now spilled out, faint moans crept up the rocks. His curiosity pricked, he moved to the other side of the rock plateau, nearly toppling over the edge when he saw a girl curled up in the sand, her hand clutching a delicate, bone-white ankle. Thick curls of burning cinnamon fell long and wavy around her petite shoulders, and the airy fabric of her green dress danced around her in the wind.

“You all right?” He called out from his post. Her head jerked up and her eyes — so green they penetrated the distance between them — widened with alarm. She said nothing, staring at him like a wood deer caught in a hunter’s sight.

“Need some help?”

She shrank back against the rocks without responding.

“Can’t you talk?” He called out again. When she didn’t answer again, Rogan carefully footed the rocks and lowered himself into the sand.

“Of course I can speak,” the girl snapped as he approached, her body stiff and defensive. “I’m not an animal.”

Her annoyance tickled him and he stifled a snicker. The girl lowered her head and examined her hands intently. The early spring breeze was toying with her long sundress, blowing the soft, silky fabric — completely inappropriate for the beach — firmly against her slight figure. Her ethereal presence captured him in time before she felt his gaze and shot her emerald eyes up sharply to meet his.

“Don’t you know it’s rude to stare?” She asked in a tone so arrogant it suggested she was accustomed to being the most important person in the room. He hadn’t realized he was staring and his response caught in his throat.

“I asked you a question,” she stated firmly. “Or perhaps you don’t hear?”

He expelled an uncontrollable belly laugh. She looked about his age, but her tone suggested a great deal more naiveté. And a lot more spoiled.

“So you ask to help me, and then just stand there. Are you dumb?” She continued, clearly frustrated.

“Not last I checked, but I guess it’s up for debate.” He grinned.

She rolled her eyes and let out a melodramatic sigh.

“Just leave me alone.” She turned her head away and went back to gripping her ankle. Humid, silent air surrounded them as he stood quietly a few yards away—not sure of what to say—their only accompaniment the faint squawking serenade of a sea bird perched on a light pole.

“I’ve hurt myself; in case you were too stupid to notice,” she finally snapped, nodding toward her swollen ankle. Rogan smirked.

“I see that.” He came and knelt beside her in the sand. Up close, he saw the evidence of tears—her red-rimmed eyes were a sharp contrast to skin like polished marble. He fought back every instinct that begged to trace that skin with a fingertip. As if sensing his hidden urge, she instinctively pulled away. “Hey, don’t worry. I don’t bite. Let me look,” he insisted.

He pushed her hands aside and examined the red, swollen lump on her ankle that was quickly darkening into a fierce shade of angry purple. She winced at his touch.

“Fall off the rocks?”

She unconsciously glanced to where the jagged mini cliff climbed into a towering peak above and blushed.

“I was trying to look at the distance,” she admitted with a sigh. “The view is…I never get to see the ocean.”

“That’s sounds a little destitute,” he laughed. “The view is pretty incredible, but the rocks are more slippery than you’d think,” he tried to console her as he examined her injury. “Well, it doesn’t look like you’ve got anything more serious than a bad twist. It’ll be swollen and sore for a week or so, but you’ll be fine.”

“How do you know that?”

“You’re not the only one who likes a good view.” He grinned, coaxing a tiny, shy smile from her. “Can you stand?”

Her brow furrowed and she twisted her mouth in what looked like an admission of fear. Rogan gave her a half smile.

“Let me help you. Just be careful.” He reached his arms under hers and, before she could protest, he hoisted her up. She let out an exaggerated yelp of pain and scowled.

“Be careful!”

“Aren’t you a delicate thing?” he teased to her vexation.

She steadied herself on her good ankle and tried to stand straight.

“So, what’s your name?”

She shot him a disbelieving look.

“I beg your pardon, whoever-you-are, but do not think to address me so comfortably. You don’t even know me,” she asserted, with one delicate arm now on her hip, nearly causing her to topple over. Rogan chortled.

“What does that even mean? You’re going to have to talk normal if you want me to understand you.”

The girl rolled her eyes.

“Well, so sorry if some of us prefer to speak properly.”

“Well, so sorry if some of us would rather be understood.” He playfully patted her cheek. Her cheeks filled with blood and her fists clenched. She swatted his hand away.

“Stop that!”

“Oh come on, don’t be so serious. Never met a girl hanging out by the docks unwilling to give out her name.”

“I’ll have you know, I don’t make a habit of hanging around the docks.” She pursed her quivering lips.

“Sorry, sorry. No need to get so worked up. Let’s try this all again, okay? I’m Rogan. You?” She glared at him and her rosy mouth twisted into a tight, stubborn purse. “Maybe you don’t have a name?”

She rolled her eyes and unclenched her fists.

“Of course I have a name. I’m El. El…” she struggled with the words. “Just El.” Rogan extended his hand in courtesy.

“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Just El,” he said with exaggerated formality. If her high dialect didn’t give it away, he would have known she was upper class simply by the way she stared blankly at his extended hand. You weren’t supposed to shake hands with high-born girls and they were not accustomed to anyone breaking that practice. But after a moment, she hesitantly reached out, placed her small hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. The feel of her warm skin pressed against his sent a small tremor through his fingertips.

“So, whatcha doing just falling off rocks all by yourself?” He asked, shaking off the energy in his fingers.

“I told you, I was looking at the ocean.” She let her eyes wander back to the water.

“It’s just water. They keep you locked in a cage or something?” he laughed. She didn’t respond. “Anyway, it’s not really safe to be wandering this close to the docks by yourself.”

At that, she rolled her eyes.

“Oh please,” she huffed. “I come down here all the time.”

Rogan eyed her silken dress and shiny beaded sandals skeptically.

“Clearly. Well, I should get you to where you can wrap your ankle. Is there some place you’re supposed to be?”

“No!” She let out an apprehensive sigh. “I mean, I’m supposed to be sitting at the library listening to a lecture, but I was so bored. I never get to come into town. I can’t very well just sit indoors when I finally do, right? So I…stepped out.”

Rogan laughed. Two rosy spheres formed on her milky white cheeks and he had to snap his eyes away to keep from staring.

“Well, I guess we better get you back then.” He then realized they were in a secluded cove with no way out other than up the rocks, or through the water. “Um…I’m guessing you can’t climb on that thing, can you?” El’s face flushed and she lowered her eyes before shaking her head. “Okay, didn’t think so. Well…” he regarded both the rock wall and her. “I guess I’ll have to piggyback you.”

Her bright eyes widened with horror.

“Excuse me? You want me to…to…” she pointed a finger at him. Rogan shrugged.

“I don’t see another way out unless you want to brave the ocean. But I warn you—that’s still winter water out there. And the rocks right here are nasty sharp.”

El’s eyes flicked to the playful waves tickling the shore then back to the steep cliff. She sighed dramatically.

“I can’t believe this,” she muttered.

“Hey, don’t blame me. I didn’t push you off the wall.”

“Are you sure you can carry me?”

“You look pretty light. Just make sure to hold on.”

She grimaced, then hobbled closer. Rogan knelt down onto one knee. Gingerly, El slid her wiry arms around his neck then eased her body up onto his back.

“Holding on?”

“Yes.”

He stood abruptly, drawing a yelp from El, who now hung like foul in a butcher’s shop from around his neck. Rogan choked as her arms pressed deeper into his throat.

“You’re going to need to wrap your legs around me to distribute your weight,” he almost laughed. “Haven’t you ever had a piggyback ride?” He couldn’t see her face, but he was pretty sure she scowled at the back of his head. Regardless, she slid her legs around his middle and locked them into place. The warmth of her slender form against his back and her breath on his neck tickled at his insides. “Good. Okay, now hold on.”

She hardly weighed more than his pack of crabs, so he made it up the rocks without too much effort, despite her shrieks and excessive grip around his neck. When they reached the cliff top, he crouched down to let El slide off, who then fell to the ground in a pile of giggles.

“Well, that was definitely a first,” she laughed, releasing her breath. Her cinnamon hair, now wind tousled, fell around her narrow shoulders in a cascade of tangles, and her fair cheeks were rosy and wind-kissed. Rogan reached down to help her back up.

“C’mon. Let’s get back to town. Can you make it down the rest of the way?” She nodded. He picked up his sack of crabs and flung it over his shoulder. “Good, I have to get this catch up to the fish market. After that I’ll take you back to the Plaza.”

They hobbled down the slope of the cliff toward Plaza Hiro, the heart of Arelanda City, the nation’s vibrant capital. The merchants, shoppers and chatty birds hummed around them with the refreshing sounds of early springtime. As they moved farther from the beach, the scents of salt and fish faded into the savory aromas of fresh fried breads and roasted pig. As the first clear day since the winter blanket had lifted, the downtown market was bursting with commerce. The occasional tourist—always identifiable by their oversized hats, local maps and perplexed expressions—could still be spotted roaming the ancient streets, despite the collapse of tourism in recent years. The once prosperous and bustling small nation nestled at the southern coast of Europe’s center hadn’t been the same since the war and the subsequent failed rebellion.

The succulent scent of fried bread swept past Rogan’s nose and he had the sudden urge to gnash his teeth into a renowned Arelanda City delicacy.

“Damn, that smells good,” Rogan said more to himself than his companion.

“Indeed. What is that glorious aroma?” El asked, closing her eyes and absorbing the scent. Rogan snickered.

“Do you always talk like that?” Her refined dialect was near theatrical. She answered his question with a haughty scowl.

“You can be very rude, you know.”

“That’s fried bread,” he ignored her insult. “C’mon, let’s get one. I’m starved.”

“Fried what?”

“You’ve never had fried bread? Where are you from?” Rogan asked in genuine shock, stopping to face her. Confusion twisted her expression.

“Fried bread? Fried in what, fat?”

Rogan shook his head.

“No, not fat. Grape seed oil. You’ve really never had it?” he asked doubtfully. She shook her head.

“It’s not like I’m lying.”

“Well then you, my dear Just El, are in for a treat.”

They approached the rickety bread stand draped in a coarse white canopy with a hand-painted sign that read: “Viola’s Famous Fried Bread. Half pound for half loaf.” El tossed a handful of coins onto the counter.

“I’ll take…whatever this will get.” Viola, with cropped black hair striped with gray and a small puckered mouth, eyed the girl with a look of both skepticism and contempt. Young girls in silk dresses didn’t just throw around handfuls of money at the port.

“Hey, Viola. Friend from…out of town,” Rogan nodded toward El.

Viola rolled her saggy eyes but reached for the bread, gave each piece a thick slab of steaming butter, and wrapped four half loaves into waxed paper. Slinging bread for thirty years portside had given Viola very little tolerance for anyone.

Rogan was still unwrapping his piece when El eagerly sank her teeth into the steaming, succulent slice of thick, buttery bread.

“Good God,” she squealed with her mouth full of dough and lips slicked with butter. Oil dripped down her chin. “It’s superb!”

Rogan tried to stifle a laugh.

“Congratulations. You’ve officially tasted the most amazing thing in the world.” He helped himself to a bite of his own. “C’mon,” he motioned her to follow as he took a seat on the ledge of a large stone fountain carved in the likeness of a lion. El gobbled up the first large slab as if she didn’t know when she might eat next, which by the healthy glow of her polished skin was clearly not the case. Rogan wrapped up the rest of his own bread and placed it in his sack, knowing his little sister Arianna would be ecstatic over it.

“Thanks for the snack,” he was a little embarrassed at having some girl buy him food. That wasn’t the way he did things.

“Thanks for helping me with my ankle.” She smiled. “Who knows what kind of danger I would have found otherwise?”

“You wouldn’t have stood a chance.”

“So, do you live around here?” She asked, pulling an embroidered handkerchief from her dress pocket and wiping the grease from her chin.

“No, our vineyard is a few miles out of the city boundaries. In Pear Valley.”

“Vineyard? You grow grapes?” Her expression brightened. Rogan nodded.

“And make wine. Best in Arelanda.”

“Aren’t you a little young to run a business?” She asked skeptically, her eyes regarding his features as if to decide if that were true. Rogan chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

“Is that just a coy way of finding out my age?”

El’s mouth twitched and she shrugged.

“Maybe.”

“Well I’m sixteen, so hardly. Seventeen this summer.”

“You actually seem older than that,” El examined his face curiously.

“Sometimes I feel older,” Rogan laughed. “But I’m getting pretty good at it. Winemaking, I mean. Practically been at it since I could walk.”

El bit her perfectly pink lip and seemed to ponder the idea of working.

“Isn’t it a bit cruel and uncivilized to put children to work?” She half teased.

“I guess the civilized part is up for debate, but cruel? Hardly. We don’t tolerate idleness in the Valley. Too much to be done. What about you? Live in the city?”

Her face shifted to a look of contemplation like it was a trick question.

“We...we live outside of the city as well. We have...a bit of land.”

“Do you farm?” Rogan perked up. Maybe they had something in common. She pursed her lips and slowly shook her head.

“No.” She didn’t offer additional explanation. Silence seized the moment and they sat awkwardly, fumbling with the quiet.

“Well, I still have work to do,” Rogan finally said, realizing that as much as he didn’t want to pull himself away from this mysterious girl, he should get going. The last thing he needed was to be accused of corrupting some heiress. He was well aware that unnecessary mingling of classes was always considered suspicious.

“Can I take you anywhere?”

El’s eyes fell with the weight of disappointment.

“No, that’s okay. I’ll manage from here,” she sighed.

“How’s your ankle?”

“It hurts, but not as badly as I thought it would.”

“Good.” He helped her steady herself. “It should heal up in a few weeks. Just don’t climb any more rocks ‘til it does.”

“Thank you for your help, Rogan.” She tittered, looking down at her swollen ankle. “I must seem pretty pathetic. Such a damsel in distress, eh?” She looked up at him, her large cat eyes shimmering in the sunlight.

“Nah. I’ve seen worse.”

Blush snuck up on her cheeks again.

“Well, ‘bye then.” She turned to walk away, but hesitated.

“It was nice, um…meeting you,” Rogan blurted out.

She stopped in place and paused for a moment before turning back with a mischievous glance. Something teetering on dangerous swept over her eyes and she tilted her head.

“Maybe it won’t be the last time.” With that, she turned and hobbled toward the library.

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Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Wednesday Wish List

 


Please list the books/manga/manhwa/yaoi manga from your wishlist that you are hoping to add to your shelves in a comment, thanks. 






There is nothing in the universe the cursed dragon, Falcyn, hates more than humanity except Greek humans. In a war he wanted no part of, they systematically destroyed everything he’d ever cared for. Now he waits for the day when evolution will finally rid him of the human vermin.

Medea was born the granddaughter of the Greek god Apollo, and among the first of his people that he cursed to die. But she will not let anyone rule her life. Not even her notorious grandfather. And when Apollo sends a new plague to destroy what remains of her people, she refuses to stand by and watch him take everything she loves from her again.

This time, she knows of a secret weapon that can stop the ancient god and his army of demons. Once and for all. However, said device is in the hands of a dragon who wants nothing to do with politics, the gods, humanity, demons or Apollites. And especially not her. He is the immovable object.

She is the unstoppable force

When Apollo makes a strategic move that backfires, he forces Falcyn back into play. Now Medea either has the weapon she needs to save her people, or she’s unleashed total Armageddon. If she can’t find some way to control the dragon before it’s too late, Falcyn will be an even worse plague on the world than the one Apollo has set loose. But how can anyone control a demonic dragon whose sole birthright is world annihilation?






In #1 New York Times bestselling author J. R. Ward’s thrilling finale to her Bourbon Kings series, the Bradford family dynasty teeters on the edge of collapse after the murder of their patriarch — and a shocking arrest.

At first, the death of William Baldwine, the head of the Bradford family, was ruled a suicide. But then his eldest son and sworn enemy, Edward, came forward and confessed to what was, in fact, a murder. Now in police custody, Edward mourns not the disintegration of his family or his loss of freedom but the woman he left behind. His love, Sutton Smythe, is the only person he has ever truly cared about, but as she is the CEO of the Bradford Bourbon Company’s biggest competitor, any relationship between them is impossible. And then there’s the reality of the jail time that Edward is facing.

Lane Baldwine was supposed to remain in his role of playboy, forever in his big brother Edward’s shadow. Instead he has become the new head of the family and the company. Convinced that Edward is covering for someone else, Lane and his true love, Lizzie King, go on the trail of a killer — only to discover a secret that is as devastating as it is game-changing.

As Lane rushes to discover the truth, and Sutton finds herself irresistibly drawn to Edward in spite of his circumstances, the lives of everyone at Easterly will never be the same again. For some, this is good; for others, it could be a tragedy beyond imagining. Only one thing is for certain: Love survives all things. Even murder.





The first novel in a frisky new mystery series set in a small New England town, where an unlikely citizen is called in to solve the purrfect crime.

Maddie James has arrived in Daybreak Island, just off the coast of Massachusetts, eager to settle down and start her own business ― and maybe even fall in love. When a stray orange tabby pounces into her life, she’s inspired to open a cat café. But little does Maddie know that she’s in for something a lot more catastrophic when her new furry companion finds the dead body of the town bully. Now all eyes are on Maddie: Who is this crazy cat-whisperer lady who’s come to town? If pet - hair - maintenance and crime-fighting weren’t keeping her busy enough, Maddie now has not one but two eligible bachelors who think she’s the cat’s pajamas and will do anything to win her heart. But how can she even think about happily - ever - after while a killer remains on the loose ― and on her path?

Curl up with Cate Conte's first Cat Cafe Mystery: Cat About Town!

Susan McBride's Come Helen High Water Blog Tour with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Giveaway

 


I am so excited to have Susan McBride here at Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Giveaway.

Thanks Susan and Goddess Fish Promotions for allowing me to join your Come Helen High Water Blog Tour!

Please take it away, Susan!





Come Helen High Water
by Susan McBride
GENRE: Cozy Mystery

BLURB

Helen Evans returns in Susan McBride's fourth River Road Mystery!


Spring has sprung, the river is rising, and when Luann Dupree, the head of River Bend's Historical Society, vanishes into the night everyone in town is convinced she's run off with her Internet Romeo. But her lifelong friend, Sarah Biddle, is convinced Luann is the victim of foul play. No one believes her-not even her husband, the local sheriff, so she turns to Helen Evans for help.

As River Bend's resident puzzle-solver, Helen's tackled many a local mystery before. So she agrees to help Sarah, even though she's not so sure herself that Luanne is really in trouble. But as the town's flood waters slowly recede, dead fish and muck aren't the only things Helen finds. She begins to uncover town secrets, false identities and the very real chance that Luanne might not be discovered alive.

EXCERPT 

The “walk of shame,” wasn’t that what they called it?

Despite the hangover that played timpani drums in her head, Luann Dupree cracked a smile as she locked her car and scurried toward her front door in the gray light of early morning. She’d always been such a straight arrow that it tickled her to envision herself being labeled a hussy. Unfortunately, it appeared that no one was around to witness her predawn homecoming.

She glanced right and left, checking an all-but-deserted Main Street beneath the still-glowing streetlamps. It felt very much like a ghost town, though there were a few signs of life: the lights flickering on at the diner down the block; a whip-poor-will calling out from a nearby tree; and a cat with a bell on its collar darting beneath a parked car. Otherwise, the town slept, not to awaken until the morning newspaper landed hard upon front porches.

“No one here but us chickens,” she murmured, shaking her head.

She let herself into the building that had, half a century ago, been the Spring Creek Hotel. Through the years the hotel had fallen into disrepair. When its owners died and their heirs placed it on the market for a pittance, the town council had scooped up the property for the River Bend Historical Society. Walls had been torn down to create vast space on the first floor for a museum. The second floor held countless documents and photographs that needed scanning into the system. Its unoccupied rooms also provided storage for the dozens of boxes found in the attic during the renovation and an extensive inventory of items left to the Historical Society by deceased town residents.

The renovation had been fully completed a year ago, and Luann was still sorting through the jumble.

She’d assumed the helm of the Society a decade before and had spent so much time in the building that it felt like home. Heck, it was her home. Before the town council had pushed forward plans to turn the attic into a tiny one-bedroom apartment, she’d often slept on the couch in her office. Though her brand-new living space was hardly bigger than a breadbox, it was all that she needed, seeing as how she was single without even a pet to her name.

One of these days, Lu imagined moving into a cottage perched atop the bluffs above the Mississippi River. How glorious it would be to wake up every morning and see the sunrise dapple the water! It would be even better if she had someone to share it with, she mused wistfully.

Not that there was anything wrong with living alone. Luann had been alone most of her fifty-two years. If she’d liked pets, it might have been a different story. But she was bored to death of herself and itched to share her passion with someone else, hopefully before another decade passed her by while her nose was buried in census tomes or dusty old photographs.

 



 AUTHOR Bio

SUSAN MCBRIDE is the USA TODAY bestselling author of Blue Blood, the first of the Debutante Dropout Mysteries. The award-winning series also includes The Good Girl’s Guide to Murder, The Lone Star Lonely Hearts Club, Night of the Living Deb, and Too Pretty to Die. She’s also the author of The Truth about Love & Lightning, Little Black Dress, and The Cougar Club, all Target Recommended Reads. She lives in St. Louis, Missouri, with her husband and daughter.

LINKS

http://susanmcbride.com/
https://www.facebook.com/SusanMcBrideBooks
https://twitter.com/SuzMcBrideBooks
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/41316.Susan_McBride

Buy Link

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Come-Helen-High-Water-Mystery/dp/0062427970/ref=sr_1_1

GIVEAWAY 


Susan will be awarding a print copy of the book to two randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour (US only).

https://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/28e4345f2366/

Please follow the rest of the tour here, thanks:

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Tuesday, July 25, 2017

New Release 2017 (July 25)




  New Release






The witches, they are real

A series of bizarre assaults is mystifying Boston police — an unknown attacker is viciously beating random strangers and leaving a note quoting an old warning about witchcraft. History professor Alex Maple was one of the victims, and now he's gone missing. Vickie Preston is certain that someone has taken her friend for malicious purposes. She's having blood-drenched visions that seem to be staining her waking life, and the escalating attacks suggest that a dangerous cult is at work behind the scenes — a cult so powerful that its members would rather die than be apprehended.

Vickie is grateful to have Special Agent Griffin Pryce and the FBI's elite Krewe of Hunters on her side. She and Griffin are finding their way in an increasingly passionate relationship, and Griffin is desperately trying to keep her safe and the two of them sane amid the disturbing investigation. The search for Alex will take them deep into the wilderness of Massachusetts on the trail of a serial killer, and it will take everything they have to survive the ancient evil that awakens and threatens not just the man they're striving to save but their very souls.

Monday, July 24, 2017

Weekly Book Reads (July 24)




Weekly Book Reads


Weekly Book Reads is a weekly Monday Meme that is hosted by Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews:

Post the books read last week and books you plan on finishing this week.

Read Last Week:

1.  You Will Pay - Lisa Jackson
2.  No Easy Target (Part 1) - Iris Johansen

Weekly Book Reading:

1.  No Easy Target (Part 2) - Iris Johansen
2.  Golden Prey - John Sandford

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Library Haul 2017 (July 23 - 29)



Library Haul


Here's the list of books/manga/manhwa/yaoi manga I picked up this week at the library:

Softcover:

1.  The Thinking Girls Guide to Drinking: Cocktails without Regrets - Ariane Resnick
2.  Fiery Fermentation -  Kirsten K. Shockey and Christopher Shockey

Hardcover:

1.  Golden Prey - John Sandford

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Anime Overview: Konbini Kareshi

 

Synopsis

Six high school students' lives around the convenience store on their way from school; they talk about their lives and meet girls they end up falling for.

Bunny Express Saturday 2017 (July 22)


Bunny Express Saturday is hosted every Saturday at Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews.

I received this in the mail this week.   







Police procedurals go supernatural in this gritty urban fantasy debut by Michael F. Haspil in Graveyard Shift

Alex Menkaure, former pharaoh and mummy, and his vampire partner, Marcus, born in ancient Rome, are vice cops in a special Miami police unit. They fight to keep the streets safe from criminal vampires, shape-shifters, bootleg blood-dealers, and anti-vampire vigilantes.

When poisoned artificial blood drives vampires to murder, the city threatens to tear itself apart. Only an unlikely alliance with former opponents can give Alex and Marcus a fighting chance against an ancient vampire conspiracy.

If they succeed, they'll be pariahs, hunted by everyone. If they fail, the result will be a race-war bloodier than any the world has ever seen.

Thanks TOR Books!

Friday, July 21, 2017

Anime Overview: Ballroom e Youkoso

 


Synopsis

A professional dancer named Sengoku rescues Tatara, an introverted third-year middle school student who is being harassed by delinquents. Tatara ends up at Sengoku's dance studio where he meets Shizuku Hanaoka, a schoolmate he comes to secretly idolize. From this defining moment when Tatara enters the world of dance. Sengoku is a free-spirited, dynamic international dancer who recognizes Tatara's potential and begins to coach him. Through dance, Tatara meets another schoolmate, a dance prodigy named Kiyoharu. Through these new friendships, Tatara develops a passionate desire to improve as a dancer and be accepted by his peers and rivals, which nurtures his own native talent. And through interaction with Tatara, other dance members are encouraged to take steps to overcome their own challenges and issues.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Anime Overview: Isekai Shokudou


 

Synopsis

At the bottom floor of the building with a dog signboard, in the shopping district near the office street, there lies a cafeteria called "Youshoku no Nekoya," that has an illustration of a cat on the door. It's been open for fifty years and has satisfied various salarymen from nearby offices. Despite it being called a Western cuisine cafeteria, it also provides other varieties of menus. For the people of this certain world, it's their one-and-only special cafeteria.

There is, however, one secret to "Nekoya." The cafeteria is closed to the public every Saturday in order to make way for special guests. When a bell rings, customers from different places of birth and races appear who ask for mysterious and delicious dishes. They are actually the same dishes served to the salarymen, but these special guests find them to be more exotic than to what they are used to. As the cafeteria aims to serve masterpieces, it is usually referred as "Isekai Shokudou."

And so, the bell rings again this week.

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Anime Overview: Shoukoku no Altair

 

Synopsis

Tughril Mahmut is a young pasha serving on the Divan of the Türkiye Stratocracy. The clouds of war are gathering over his country due to the threat of an aggressive Empire. With the Divan split between warmongers and the pacifists, Mahmut begins his quest to keep the peace at any cost. As he finds himself deeper and deeper in the politics of the ancient world, new enemies and allies surface. Who will prevail? What will Mahmut do if war proves to be inevitable?

Wednesday Wish List

 


Please list the books/manga/manhwa/yaoi manga from your wishlist that you are hoping to add to your shelves in a comment, thanks. 

 



The witches, they are real

A series of bizarre assaults is mystifying Boston police — an unknown attacker is viciously beating random strangers and leaving a note quoting an old warning about witchcraft. History professor Alex Maple was one of the victims, and now he's gone missing. Vickie Preston is certain that someone has taken her friend for malicious purposes. She's having blood-drenched visions that seem to be staining her waking life, and the escalating attacks suggest that a dangerous cult is at work behind the scenes — a cult so powerful that its members would rather die than be apprehended.

Vickie is grateful to have Special Agent Griffin Pryce and the FBI's elite Krewe of Hunters on her side. She and Griffin are finding their way in an increasingly passionate relationship, and Griffin is desperately trying to keep her safe and the two of them sane amid the disturbing investigation. The search for Alex will take them deep into the wilderness of Massachusetts on the trail of a serial killer, and it will take everything they have to survive the ancient evil that awakens and threatens not just the man they're striving to save but their very souls.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Anime Overview: Gamers

 

Synopsis

This is a story that revolves around certain students and one hobby. Amano Keita is our lonely protagonist who has a passion for gaming and is friends with Uehara Tasuku, who is secretly a fellow gamer and is someone who believes his life is perfect. We also have Karen Tendou, the club president of the video games club and Chiaki Hoshinomori, who constantly bickers with Keita. This is a story filled with a non-stop sequence of comedy scenes and misunderstandings. Our chaotic romantic comedy now begins!

New Release 2017 (July 18)




  New Release






#1 New York Times bestselling author Iris Johansen and Edgar Award-winning author Roy Johansen are back with Look Behind You, a novel featuring Kendra Michaels ― hired gun for both the CIA and FBI.

A serial killer is on the loose in San Diego with a most unusual M.O. With each kill, the perpetrator leaves behind mystifying random objects. In this confusing array of unrelated evidence, the one thing that is clear is that the murders all have one characteristic in common: they all require the specific skills of Kendra Michaels, hired gun for both the CIA and FBI. Kendra, who was blind for the first twenty years of her life, gained her sight through a revolutionary surgical procedure and now uses her acute powers of observation to assist in cases all over the United States.

FBI investigators soon make a startling discovery: the left-behind objects are actually souvenirs of other unsolved serial murder cases from around the country. And the new crimes feature “holdback” characteristics never disclosed to the general public ― meaning that one single killer was behind the nation’s most notorious serial murder cases and has now come to challenge and taunt Kendra.

The investigators ― a “dream team” of profilers ― join Kendra in the pursuit, but as the body count rises and the detectives themselves become the newest targets, Kendra must risk everything to defeat a psychopath whose terrifying plan is years in the making.

Connie di Marco's All Signs Point to Murder Blog Tour with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Giveaway

 

I am so excited to have Connie di Marco here at Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Giveaway.

Thanks Connie and Goddess Fish Promotions for allowing me to join your All Signs Point to Murder Blog Tour!

Please take it away, Connie!





All Signs Point to Murder
by Connie di Marco
GENRE: Mystery

BLURB

The stars predict a wedding-day disaster, but San Francisco astrologer Julia Bonatti never expected murder.


Julia Bonatti is alarmed by the astrological signs looming over Geneva Leary’s wedding day, but nobody asked Julia’s opinion and being a bridesmaid means supporting the bride no matter what. Even with the foreboding Moon-Mars-Pluto lineup in the heavens, no one’s prepared for the catastrophes that strike: a no-show sister, a passed-out wedding planner, and a lethal shooting in the dead of night.

With anger and grief threatening to tear the Leary family part, Julia is determined to understand how such a terrible tragedy could occur. As she digs deeper into the family’s secrets, her astrological insights will lead her to the truth about a criminal enterprise that stretches far beyond the California coast.

EXCERPT

Celia’s house was set back from the wide boulevard on a street that never seemed to be busy with traffic. I pulled up in front and climbed the stairs. After her husband died, Celia was fortunate. She could still afford to live in her home. The front lawn was perfect, a postage stamp of lush brilliant green bordered with hydrangeas. No leaf would dare be out of place in Celia’s garden.

I lugged the shopping bag up the stairs, forcing myself not to think about the remnants of Michael’s life that I had packed away. After all, the very least she could do would be to open the door and say thank you. When I reached the top of the stairway, I rang the bell and waited. I waited a few minutes more and then rang the doorbell again. She was home. I was sure of it. She simply refused to have anything to do with me. That old familiar ache rose in my chest. The orphan with her nose pressed against the window looking in on a life she couldn’t hope to have. Angry at my automatic reaction, I rang the bell a third time. Finally, I gave up. Okay, Celia, you win. I placed the bag at the front door and returned down the steps. As I was opening my car door, someone called my name. I turned back. It was Maggie, Michael’s sister.

“Julia. Wait.” She rushed down the stairs, out of breath when she reached me. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear the bell. I was upstairs.” She gave me a warm hug.

“Hi Maggie.” I smiled. “It’s great to see you.” I had always liked Michael’s younger sister. I had never known their father, but they both must have taken after him. There certainly was no spiritual resemblance between them and their mother.

“How are you?” I responded.

“I’m fine. I was just visiting at Mom’s.” Her smiled faded. “Julia, I’m sorry she’s treating you this way. She’s home. She just won’t answer the door.”

“Maggie, I gave up a year ago, wondering what she held against me.”

“It’s not just you I’m afraid. She won’t talk to anybody in the family. Doesn’t see her old friends. She rattles around that big old house day and night. She’s made a shrine of my brother’s room. I think she spends most of her time there.” Maggie shrugged. “I’m really worried about her but I just don’t know what to do. That’s why I try to stop by whenever I can.”

“I wish I could help, but I’m likely the last person she wants to see. You don’t have to apologize for her.”

“I know that. I just don’t think you need to be treated like that. We all hurt. It doesn’t help to be cruel to you. Michael really loved you. I just hope you always remember that. Don’t let my mother’s behavior color your feelings about him and what you had together.”

Tears sprang to my eyes. I hadn’t expected this greeting and hadn’t thought it would strike such a chord. “Thanks, Maggie. I do appreciate that.” Her eyes were Michael’s eyes, the same green flecks in the brown that gave them a hazel tinge.

“You can call me anytime.”

I glanced up at the front door. Maggie had left it wide open. I spotted Harry, Michael’s dog. When Michael and I first started seeing each other, we went bicycling in the park whenever we could. One day, I spotted something moving under a bush and halted. We investigated and found a beautiful white poodle, half starved, smelling very badly, and suffering from infections. He had obviously been abandoned and someone had beaten him severely. Michael left me to watch over him, and hurried back to retrieve his car. We loaded the bikes on the back and I held Harry on my lap all the way to the emergency vet. Michael paid for all his treatments and then adopted him. His budget as a student was tight, but he didn’t hesitate to help a wounded creature. I think that was when I fell in love with him.

“Harry’s with you?”

Maggie followed my gaze. “Harry! What are you doing?” Harry had knocked over the shopping bag and was sniffing it. When he heard his name called, he raised his head, one of Michael’s gloves in his mouth. He whimpered and looked at us.

“Oh, God.” Maggie said. “He knows that’s Michael’s glove. Poor guy. Come here, Harry,” she called. Harry dropped the glove and bounded down the stairs. He came straight at me and leaped towards my face. “He remembers you.” Maggie said.

“Of course, he does.” I bent down and hugged him as Harry left slippery kisses on my face. I looked up at Maggie. “I’m so glad you’ve kept him.”

“Of course, I’d never let him go. I just love Harry to death. It’s like having a part of my brother to hold on to.”

Seeing Harry had brought a rush of memories. I had to get out of there before I turned into a blubbering idiot. I hugged Maggie and thanked her. As I started the engine, Maggie leaned in the window. “Just remember, Julia – it’s not you. It’s nothing you’ve done.”






AUTHOR Bio and Links

Connie di Marco is the author of the Zodiac Mysteries from Midnight Ink, featuring San Francisco astrologer, Julia Bonatti, who never thought murder would be part of her practice. Book 2 in the Zodiac Mysteries is All Signs Point to Murder, to be released on August 8, 2017.

Writing as Connie Archer, she is also the national bestselling author of the Soup Lover’s Mysteries from Penguin Random House (Berkley Prime Crime), set in the village of Snowflake, Vermont. Her recently released A Clue in the Stew is the fifth in this series. Some of her favorite recipes can also be found in The Cozy Cookbook and The Mystery Writers of America Cookbook.

Connie is a member of International Thriller Writers, Mystery Writers of America and Sisters in Crime.

Website: www.conniedimarco.com

Facebook: www.Facebook.com/ConniediMarco(author)

Twitter: @askzodia

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/search?q=Connie+di+Marco

Book 2: All Signs Point to Murder: http://amzn.to/2oiVbTs

Book 1: The Madness of Mercury: http://amzn.to/2oo0P5X

Website: www.conniearchermysteries.com

Facebook: www.Facebook.com/ConnieArcherMysteries

Twitter: @SnowflakeVT

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5341898.Connie_Archer


GIVEAWAY 

Connie di Marco will be awarding a $20 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.



a Rafflecopter giveaway



Please follow the rest of the tour here, thanks:

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Monday, July 17, 2017

Anime Overview: Kakegurui

 

Synopsis

Hyakkaou Private Academy. An institution for the privileged with a very peculiar curriculum. You see, when you're the sons and daughters of the wealthiest of the wealthy, it's not athletic prowess or book smarts that keep you ahead. It's reading your opponent, the art of the deal. What better way to hone those skills than with a rigorous curriculum of gambling? At Hyakkaou Private Academy, the winners live like kings, and the losers are put through the wringer. But when Yumeko Jabami enrolls, she's gonna teach these kids what a high roller really looks like!

Weekly Book Reads (July 17)




Weekly Book Reads


Weekly Book Reads is a weekly Monday Meme that is hosted by Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews:

Post the books read last week and books you plan on finishing this week.

Read Last Week:

1.  Deadmen Walking - Sherrilyn Kenyon
2.  The Hang Man - Mary Burton

Weekly Book Reading:

1.  You Will Pay - Lisa Jackson
2.  No Easy Target - Iris Johansen

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Anime Overview: 18if

 

Synopsis

After going to sleep like normal, Tsukishiro Haruto wakes up to discover something unbelievable — he's stuck in dream world! Here, witches plague the dreamscape and are more than dreamy figments — they're the trapped souls of young women who've rejected reality and are afflicted by the "Sleeping Beauty Syndrome."

As he searches for a way out, Haruto will face the witches and their terrifying powers.

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Anime Overview: Hitorijime My Hero

 

Synopsis

High schooler Masahiro Setagawa is a fairly helpless delinquent, so much so that the neighborhood bullies use him to run their errands. His life changes when he meets high school teacher Kousuke Oshiba, a man whose fighting abilities have earned him a powerful reputation on the streets. Oshiba finds himself with a desire to protect Setagawa, and despite swearing that he's not interested in men, Setagawa finds himself getting more involved in Oshiba's affairs.

Bunny Express Saturday 2017 (July 15)


Bunny Express Saturday is hosted every Saturday at Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews.

I received these in the mail this week.  






#1 New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon debuts a sweeping new epic saga sure to appeal to her millions of fans!

Deadmen tell their tales

To catch evil, it takes evil. Enter Devyl Bane ― an ancient dark warlord returned to the human realm as one of the most notorious pirates in the New World. A man of many secrets, Bane makes a pact with Thorn ― an immortal charged with securing the worst creations the ancient gods ever released into our world. Those powers have been imprisoned for eons behind enchanted gates gates that are beginning to buckle. At Thorn’s behest, Bane takes command of a crew of Deadmen and, together, they are humanity’s last hope to restore the gates and return the damned to their hell realms.

But things are never so simple. And one of Bane’s biggest problems is the ship they sail upon. For the Sea Witch isn’t just a vessel, she’s also a woman born of an ancient people he wronged and who in turn wronged him during a centuries long war between their two races ― a woman who is also sister to their primary target. Now Marcelina, the Sea Witch, must choose. Either she remains loyal to her evil sister and almost extinct race against Bane and his cause, and watches humanity fall, or she puts faith in an enemy who has already betrayed her. Her people over the totality of humanity ― let’s hope Bane can sway her favor.

Deadmen Walking is the first historical fantasy title in New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Deadman’s Cross series. It is a tale of passion and loss, emotions that wound and heal and ultimate redemption.






The life Dr. Dylan Reinhart saves may be his own

Dr. Dylan Reinhart wrote the book on criminal behavior. Literally -- he's a renowned, bestselling Ivy League expert on the subject. When a copy of his book turns up at a gruesome murder scene -- along with a threatening message from the killer -- it looks like someone has been taking notes.


Elizabeth Needham is the headstrong and brilliant NYPD Detective in charge of the case who recruits Dylan to help investigate another souvenir left at the scene -- a playing card. Another murder, another card -- and now Dylan suspects that the cards aren't a signature, they're a deadly hint -- pointing directly toward the next victim.

As tabloid headlines about the killer known as "The Dealer" scream from newstands, New York City descends into panic. With the cops at a loss, it's up to Dylan to hunt down a serial killer unlike any the city has ever seen. Only someone with Dylan's expertise can hope to go inside the mind of a criminal and convince The Dealer to lay down his cards. But after thinking like a criminal -- could Dylan become one?

A heart-pounding novel of suspense more shocking than any tabloid true crime story, Murder Games introduces the next unforgettable character from the imagination of James Patterson, the world's #1 bestselling author.


 


From Cinnamon Roll Casserole to John Wayne Cowboy Casserole, the 103 casserole dishes in this cookbook are simple and stress-free, but each is packed with flavor, making them your go-to family favorites to whip up any day of the week. In 103 Family Favorite Casserole Recipes, Addie Gundry shows that a dish doesn’t have to be complicated to be creative. You don’t need multiple pots and pans to find flavor. And with the proper tools, tips and techniques, anyone can cook memorable meals. She teaches you how to whip up everything from Potato Chip and Chicken Casserole to Strawberry Icebox Casserole to Skinny Cheeseburger Casserole. A casserole is something to be shared ― something warm, rich, and worthy of a gathering on its own. Every recipe is paired with a beautiful finished dish photograph that will make readers jump at the idea of casserole night.




In this second RecipeLion cookbook, Cutthroat Kitchen winner Addie Gundry shows you how to combine your favorite flavors, from fruit and chocolate to nuts and caramel, into 103 easy no-bake cheesecakes, pies, fruit tarts, candies, cookies, bites, bars, fruit desserts, frozen desserts, gelatin desserts, puddings, and adorable single-serving desserts in a jar. And each dessert is no-bake, so there’s no need to take up space in the oven. Combining her professional French culinary training with her love of easy entertaining solutions, Addie translates classic favorites from tiramisu to banana cream pie into easy go-to recipes that you’ll use all year round. Learn how to whip up Chocolate Éclair Cake, Mini Lemon Meringue Pies, Strawberry Shortcake in a Jar, and Peanut Butter Cheesecake Bites with ease in Addie's No-Bake Desserts.

Thanks Hachette Book Group Canada, St. Martin's Press and TOR Books!

Friday, July 14, 2017

Anime Overview: Nora to Oujo to Noraneko Heart




Synopsis

Nora Handa is a boy who lives with Shachi Yuuri, who was adopted by his mother. With everyone supporting, the two of them grew up healthily even after their parents passed away. Shachi, who likes Nora the most, wakes him up every morning.

Nora spends his happy student life with Michi Kuroki, who is a disciplinary committee, honor student at school and childhood friend of the main character, Yuuki Asuhara, who is a gal but is very bright and can talk his worries to, and more friends at school.

One day, Nora meets a girl who calls herself Patricia at the park on the way to the school. Patricia is a queen at hell, and claims to come here to destroy the life on land. However, she is damaged heavily because she touched the life for the first time. The energy was stronger than her, so Nora needed to tend her. Patricia asked him to tell her about the mysteries of life, and he had to even explain the ero book that he found at the park!

Anime Overview: Clione no Akari

 

Synopsis

The story centers around an illness-stricken, constantly bullied orphan girl named Minori. After one rainy day, she doesn't turn up at school, having been admitted into a hospital in a distant town. Two months pass, and the girl's two school friends, Takashi and Kyouko, receive a mysterious email with no sender listed. The email reveals a summer festival taking place at a nearby town.

Anime Overview: Musekinin Galaxy☆Tylor


Synopsis

Taking place in a very distant in future, the adventure begins when a boy meets a certain girl. The Pan Galaxy Republic has declined and so have many empires. This resulted to people in the galaxy being scattered. Living in the peaceful side of their world, Banjou, who picks up trashes at the spherical wall met a girl, frozen, in a broken spaceship. There are bad guys who chase her, and thus, the quiet galaxy suddenly became lively. Little did he know that the frozen girl is Goza 168th, the key to decide the destiny of the whole universe. Overcoming hardship, the two embarks on a trip to make the Galaxy Republic alive again. It may be a difficult challenge, but it's alright, let's progress slowly! A comedy of irresponsible galaxy trip begins!

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Anime Overview: Tenshi no 3P

 

Synopsis

Kyou Nukui is a first year high school student hikikomori. His hobby is making Vocaloid songs and uploading them online. One day, he receives a message from a fan asking if they could meet up with him. At the meeting place, three elementary school girls were waiting for him. The three of them want to form a band and ask for Kyou's help.

Cindy Lynn Speer's The Chocolatier's Wife and The Chocolatier's Ghost Blog Tour with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Giveaway

 

I am so excited to have Cindy Lynn Speer here at Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews with a Spotlight, Excerpt and Giveaway.

Thanks Cindy and Goddess Fish Promotions for allowing me to join The Chocolatier's Wife and The Chocolatier's Ghost Blog Tour!

Please take it away, Cindy!







The Chocolatier's Wife and The Chocolatier's Ghost
by Cindy Lynn Speer
GENRE: Fantasy Mystery

BLURB

The Chocolatier's Wife: ROMANCE, MAGIC, MYSTERY.... AND CHOCOLATE

A truly original, spellbinding love story, featuring vivid characters in a highly realistic historical setting. 


When Tasmin's bethrothed, William, is accused of murder, she gathers her wind sprites and rushes to his home town to investigate. She doesn't have a shred of doubt about his innocence. But as she settles in his chocolate shop, she finds more in store than she bargained for. Facing suspicious townsfolk, gossiping neighbors, and William's own family, who all resent her kind - the sorcerer folk from the North -- she must also learn to tell friend from foe, and fast. For the real killer is still on the loose - and he is intent on ruining William's family at all cost.

The Chocolatier's Ghost: Married to her soul mate, the chocolatier William, Tasmin should not have to worry about anything at all. But when her happily ever after is interrupted by the disappearance of the town’s wise woman, she rushes in to investigate. Faced with dangers, dead bodies, and more mysterious disappearances, Tasmin and William must act fast to save their town and themselves – especially when Tasmin starts to be haunted by a most unwelcome ghost from her past literally.

The Chocolatier’s Ghost is an enchanting sequel to Cindy Lynn Speer’s bestselling romantic mystery, The Chocolatier’s Wife.

Excerpt

At the top of the hill, the snow spun and shimmered in the cruel wind. As she neared it, she slowed. Tasmin didn't want to step into that whirling, dancing wall of snow, but she mentally kicked herself and kept going. Home and warmth, Tasmin. Not so far, now. Just stop letting your imagination draw strange fancies where nothing is.

She crested the hill, and the wind fell silent. The snow fell away, except for one spot, where it swirled and settled, drawing details that glowed faintly in the darkness to become the figure of a woman. Her head turned slowly, looking over her shoulder at Tasmin, and then the rest of her followed suit, the snow falling and lifting and resettling on the curves and folds that outlined the silvery figure. She stared at Tasmin, moving her head this way and that, as if trying to focus on the face in front of her, considering.

The ghost tilted her head, reaching out one hand slowly, making as if she would touch Tasmin. Tasmin backed up a step. The hand was getting closer, and she panicked. No herbs, no amulets would help her, but she did have another talent, thin and unpracticed, but still there.

She raised a fist, palm towards the figure, and opened it quickly, warding the touch away. "Forbidden," she whispered, and a spear of air shattered through the snow. The ghost disappeared, and the world seemed to right itself, the wind died down and everything seemed to be normal.

She stepped carefully around the newly formed pile of snow and continued her walk home. Determined not to think any more about it, she stripped off her clothes and fell into bed, half wondering if her exhausted mind had not conjured the whole thing.






AUTHOR Bio and Links

Cindy Lynn Speer has been writing since she was 13. She has Blue Moon and Unbalanced published by Zumaya. Her other works, including The Chocolatier’s Wife (recently out in an illustrated hardcover to celebrate its 10th anniversary) and the Chocolatier’s Ghost, as well as the short story anthology Wishes and Sorrows. When she is not writing she is either practicing historical swordsmanship, sewing, or pretending she can garden. She also loves road trips and seeing nature. Her secret side hobby is to write really boring bios about herself. You can find out more about her at www.cindylynnspeer.com, or look for her on Facebook (Cindy Lynn Speer) and Twitter (cindylynnspeer).

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Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Anime Overview: Isekai wa Smartphone to Tomo ni



Synopsis

Touya Mochizuki was accidentally killed, and as an apology, God allows him to be reborn in a fantasy world and will grant him any one wish he desires. And so, Touya chooses to keep his smartphone in the next world. In his second chance at life, he befriends many important figures and comes across the world's secret. He inherits the legacy of an ancient civilization and travels around nonchalantly while possessing powers that rival this world's kings.

Wednesday Wish List

 


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#1 New York Times bestselling author Iris Johansen and Edgar Award-winning author Roy Johansen are back with Look Behind You, a novel featuring Kendra Michaels ― hired gun for both the CIA and FBI.

A serial killer is on the loose in San Diego with a most unusual M.O. With each kill, the perpetrator leaves behind mystifying random objects. In this confusing array of unrelated evidence, the one thing that is clear is that the murders all have one characteristic in common: they all require the specific skills of Kendra Michaels, hired gun for both the CIA and FBI. Kendra, who was blind for the first twenty years of her life, gained her sight through a revolutionary surgical procedure and now uses her acute powers of observation to assist in cases all over the United States.

FBI investigators soon make a startling discovery: the left-behind objects are actually souvenirs of other unsolved serial murder cases from around the country. And the new crimes feature “holdback” characteristics never disclosed to the general public ― meaning that one single killer was behind the nation’s most notorious serial murder cases and has now come to challenge and taunt Kendra.

The investigators ― a “dream team” of profilers ― join Kendra in the pursuit, but as the body count rises and the detectives themselves become the newest targets, Kendra must risk everything to defeat a psychopath whose terrifying plan is years in the making.
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