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review 2017-05-19 18:44
Esperance (Heart Lines Series #3) by Heather Hildenbrand
Esperance: (New Adult Paranormal Romance... Esperance: (New Adult Paranormal Romance) (Heart Lines Series Book 3) - Heather Hildenbrand

Heather Hildenbrand’s ESPERANCE is a thrilling addition to the Heart Lines Series.  The story takes place following book two, INHERITANCE.  Alex Channing is healed but no longer has feelings.  He leaves Sam. Samantha Knight is trying to learn how to use her powers.  She is troubled by Alex’s change of behavior.  This contemporary urban fantasy takes place in Half Moon.

 

Heather Hildenbrand continues to do a great job with her character development.  I felt bad about what was happening to Alex.  He was always leery of the price you pay when using magic.  He does pay a price.  I like Sam.  She is becoming more and more like her old self prior to losing her memory.  She is determined to learn her magic and help the werewolves and Alex.  She is a strong and admiral heroine.

 

We find out some interesting about Breck Winters.  I like the introduction of Koby.  He teaches Sam some important things and helps support her.  Indra is a fascinating antagonist.  She is cunning and powerful. 

 

The plot was well executed.  A lot of thought-provoking events unfold in this story.  I enjoyed the ending and look forward to the next book in the series, IMBALANCE.  I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy of this book.

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text 2017-03-31 07:29
Pre-Order Blitz and Giveaway for A Strange Companion by Lisa Manterfield
 
 
Title: A Strange Companion
Author: Lisa Manterfield
Genre: New Adult Paranormal
Release Date: April 4, 2017
 
 
 

Kat Richardson isn’t running away from grief; she’s just hiding out in a gloomy Welsh university town until she’s sure it’s gone. Now, one year, nine months, and 27 days after the climbing death of her first love, Gabe, she thinks she’s ready to venture out into the relationship world again. And Owen—a cake-baking, Super Ball-making chemistry student—appears to be a kind, funny, and very attractive option.

 

But the arrival of Kat’s newly adopted niece, Mai, forces her home to northern England, where she runs headfirst into all the memories of Gabe she’s tried to leave behind—and discovers that Mai stirs up an unnerving feeling of déjà vu. Before long, Kat’s logical, scientific beliefs about life after death are in battle with what she feels to be true—that reincarnation is real and Gabe has come back to her through Mai. The question now, is why?

 
Taking on the topics of love, loss, and how we deal with grief, A Strange Companion is a twisted love triangle among the living, the dead, and the reincarnated.
 
 
 

 
 
 
“A Strange Companion hooks the reader with its very first line and never lets go. The voice is unassuming and introspective, the prose elegant, and the descriptions sensuous.” ~Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators
“Manterfield presents a story - part romance, part mystery - about love and loss, and learning to live again. Reminiscent of The Art of Racing in the Rain, we can't help but embrace the dream that the ones we have loved and lost may one day return.” ~Julie Mayerson Brown, author of The Long Dance Home
“This beautiful blend of heartbreak, finding one’s self, grief, forgiveness, loss, and second chances, is a perfect rainy day read. I cannot say enough good things about this book! Read it with a box of tissues, as you will cry your eyes out.” ~The Reading Wolf
 
I ran my hand along the log, waiting for my fingers to find the small indentations I knew would be there. They didn’t. The initials and the heart that Gabe had carved into the bark of the log now lay beneath a smooth carpet of moss, as if our love was something lost to the past. I pressed my finger into the moss but not a single tear would come. I simply sat there on the log and remembered. Grief, apparently, had a mind of its own. It had snuck up on me in unexpected places, but now that I needed it, it would not do my bidding. I pushed up off the log, wiping at my dry eyes. I would be home for three full weeks, plenty of time to go looking for grief. My hometown was filled with memories of Gabe and I’d keep looking until I found them all.
 
 
 
The tiny dot of light I’d seen grew bigger. As it wrapped around me, my eyes were drawn towards it. I felt suddenly light and my mind seemed to float somehow in my head. I wanted to get up, to pull myself from the ground and go, to step into the warmth of the light and allow it take me away from here. A man’s voice filtered into my ears in a hazy blur. It was a kind voice, calling for me. Gabe. He’d found me. He’d come to deliver the rest of his message. I lifted my head to listen, determined not to miss a word this time. “Miss?” said the voice. “Are you all right?” I was close to the light now. If I kept on going, I was sure I wouldn’t come back. I wondered if Gabe would be there, arms open, waiting for me. I wanted to go. I had to get him. I pushed myself off the ground and moved towards the light. “Stay where you are!” yelled another voice, a woman’s this time.  A surge of pain shot through me. I opened my eyes and stared into the brightness. My head spun and the light seemed to flash all around me. I struggled to find my balance as a wave of nausea passed through me. Two dark figures moved in, their welcoming hands reaching for me. As my knees buckled I glimpsed the glint of a rectangular badge as the pool of light flashed across the word “Police.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Mai dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around Frida’s enormous head. She rested her cheek against Frida’s bristly fur and the two of them lay there as if they’d been best pals forever. Luke reached down and ran his hand along Frida’s back. As he moved back to stroke again, his hand paused on Mai’s arm, curled around Frida’s neck. Luke froze.  I felt the air around us go still—all except for one crackle of energy that danced between Mai and Luke. I felt it, Luke felt it, Frida felt it . . . and so did Mai. Luke cast his eyes down at the little girl at his feet, who stared, unblinking, back at him. His brow wrinkled, as his mind struggled to understand what I knew his heart felt. Then, something passed between them that I had once seen pass between Luke and his brother. It was more than love, more than understanding, more, even, than blood. It was a deep connection, a spark between two people, two souls, who were inextricably intertwined.  Luke looked at me. “Did you feel that?” I nodded. “What was it?” I hesitated. I knew exactly what it was, but how could I tell Luke? It was one thing to tell Maggie about my suspicions, but Luke was Gabe’s brother. Was it fair of me to risk opening up the hurt I knew he’d spent the past two years trying to heal? But perhaps I wasn’t the only one Gabe needed to visit. I felt a prickle of excitement at the possibility that someone else might finally understand. Glancing back to make sure Luke and I were out of earshot, I leaned in and whispered. “I think it’s Gabe.” Luke narrowed his eyes at me. “He’s haunting her?” I shook my head. “Do you believe in reincarnation, Luke?” He shrugged, but the expression of curiosity on his face prompted me to take a chance. “I didn’t either until I met Mai.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Lisa Manterfield is the award-winning author I’m Taking My Eggs and Going Home: How One Woman Dared to Say No to Motherhood. Her work has appeared in The Saturday Evening Post, Los Angeles Times, and Psychology Today. Originally from northern England, she now lives in Southern California with her husband and over-indulged cat. A Strange Companion is her first novel. Learn more at LisaManterfield.com.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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review 2017-03-29 22:04
Inheritance (Heart Lines #2) by Heather Hildenbrand
Inheritance: (A New Adult Paranormal Rom... Inheritance: (A New Adult Paranormal Romance) (Heart Lines Series Book 2) - Heather Hildenbrand

Heather Hildenbrand’s INHERITANCE is an exciting addition to the Heart Lines series.  INHERITANCE takes place after book one, REMEMBRANCE, left off.  Samantha Knight regained her memory.  She and RJ are visiting Sam’s Aunt Kiwi in Guam to help her learn her magic.  Alex Channing took off to Alaska, knowing that it would cost Sam to heal him.  Eventually, they wind up back in Half Moon.  This paranormal romance is suitable for new adults and adults.

 

I like Sam. Her character transforms a lot now that she has her memory back.  She is becoming more like the person she was prior to losing her memory.  She is more outgoing and not as scared.  She is having difficulties learning how to use her healing powers.   She discovers the history behind the werewolves and how she is connected to them.    

 

Alex is a noble hero.  We learn more about his past and why he doesn’t want Sam to heal him.  He realizes he doesn’t have anything other than CHAS.  The werewolf venom takes its toll on him.  I respect his character and feel bad for his situation.

 

I like Sam and Alex together.  I keep feeling like there is more to their relationship that we have yet to discover.  I’m looking forward to seeing where their story goes. 

 

The plot was interesting with multiple twists.  Heather Hildenbrand did an excellent job constructing the history behind the werewolves and hunters. The story had another cliff hanger ending that left me eager for the next book, ESPERANCE, expected to be published on April 27, 2017.  I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy of this book.

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review 2017-03-09 18:29
Remembrance (Heart Lines #1) by Heather Hildenbrand
Remembrance: (New Adult Paranormal Romance) (Heart Lines Series Book 1) - Heather Hildenbrand

Remembrance by Heather Hildenbrand is a unique and entertaining start to the Heart Lines series.  Two years before the story began; Samantha Knight underwent a trauma that caused her to lose her memory.  She is no longer the outgoing individual she used to be.  Instead, she is paranoid and scared.  Supernatural hunter, Alex Channing, is slowly dying after being bitten by a werewolf.  His sole hope is for a cure that only Samantha could give him, if she could remember.  This contemporary PNR takes place in California.  It is suitable for New Adults.

 

Heather Hildenbrand did a wonderful job writing this book.  The character development was skillfully crafted.  I could sense Sam’s frustration at not remembering what happened to her.  You felt her confusion.  She discovers significant things about herself and what transpired to her throughout the story.  Alex has a secret and is harboring a lot of guilt.  He is a worthy hero who is brave, determined, and protective.  I enjoyed both main characters; they are multi-dimensional and complex. 

 

REMEMBRANCE was mysterious and full of twists.  The plot was well-executed.  REMEMBRANCE moves quickly and is thought-provoking.  There are occurrences in the story that are eye-opening.  The ending left me anxiously awaiting the next book from the series.  I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy of this book.

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Blog Tour and Giveaway for Ragnarok Prophecies By A.K. Morgen
 

 

 

 
Fade
The Ragnarok Prophecies Book 1
By A.K. Morgen
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
 
 
 
What do you do when you realize nothing in your life is what you’ve believed it to be?
 
When Arionna Jacobs loses her mother in a tragic accident, her world is turned upside down. She’s forced to leave her old life behind and move in with her father. Dace Matthews, a teaching assistant at her new college, is torn in two, unable to communicate with the feral wolf caged inside him.
 
When they meet, everything they thought they knew about life unravels. Dace has intimate access to Arionna’s mind, and something deep within her fights to rise to the surface. They don't understand what's happening to them or why, and they're running out of time to sort out the strange occurrences around them. 
 
Their meeting sets an ancient Norse prophesy of destruction in motion, and what destiny has in store for them is bigger than either could have ever imagined. Unless they learn to trust themselves and one another, they may never resolve the mystery surrounding who they are to one another, and what that means for the world.
 
FADE is available from Curiosity Quills Press at Amazon US, Barnes and Noble, and Kobo.
Add to your TBR list on Goodreads.
 

Arionna.

I jumped as his voice sounded clear as bells in my head.

What are you doing? His mental voice was too calm. He'd heard my thoughts.

My face burned. I was trying to talk to you. I don't exactly know how to do it, I answered, defensive and mortified. I didn't mean to share those last thoughts with him, and like so much else, he received them anyway.

Again, it just wasn't fair.

I guess it worked. He sounded amused, though his tone seemed darker than usual, like when he kissed me. I stored that knowledge away for future use.

I don't know where Chelle lives.

You could have called.

Why? You never call me.

Would you like me to call you?

No. I had his attention now. Why bother with the phone? It didn't make sense. Still, would it kill him to pick up the phone once in a while, like normal people did, instead of always leaving me to do the calling?

I'm not normal people, Arionna.

How could one boy be so clueless?


Oh, forget it. Where does Chelle live?
 
 
 
 
Fall
Ragnarok Prophecies Book 2
 
 
How do you save someone who doesn't want to be saved?
 
Those called to stand guard against the end are broken, and Sköll and Hati run free. Now Arionna Jacobs and Dace Matthews face a threat unlike any before. Ragnarök is coming and they aren't strong enough to stop it. 
 
Arionna thought she understood sacrifice, but she never counted on her destiny tearing Dace apart. Ever since she nearly died, he has been consumed with guilt. Now it threatens to turn him into the monster he always feared. 
 
It's up to Arionna to stop him before it's too late, but the path to hell is paved with good intentions, and Dace is hurtling toward self-destruction. This time, Arionna isn't sure she can save him from himself. Can she convince him to let the past go, or is her true destiny to sacrifice her heart in exchange for the lives of the people she loves?
 
 
FALL – The Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble. You can add it to your TBR list on Goodreads here.
I stood alone in a shadowy cavern, my legs trembling.
 
Ancient torches flickered around me, so brittle they looked as if a single touch would destroy them. Massive boulders shot upward in the eerie, inky light, standing like endless mountains barring my way. My gaze bounced across round and jagged alike, trying to pick out where one ended and the others began. I couldn’t tell the difference, though.
 
My attention drifted and skittered around the cavern, focusing everywhere except on what waited for me beyond the thick fingers of solid earth standing like the bars of a prison ahead. Soft, ominous rumbles sounded from that direction, so deep the cavern floor vibrated beneath my feet.
 
Run, Arionna. Run.
 
I fought to listen to the voice of reason urging me to flee for my life, but I couldn't seem to keep my legs locked in place. The compulsion to move, to look, to see, was too strong.
 
I took a step forward, then another, slipping through narrow cracks between one rock and the next.
The rough surface scraped against my arms and tugged at my hair, pulling small strands away from my scalp. I kept moving though, squeezing between narrow openings until the craggy ground gave way, ending suddenly at a frothy river.
 
I glanced across the foamy water.
 
My lungs stopped functioning.
 
The endless spread of boulders scattered all around were tiny pebbles compared to the solitary mass of earth on the far side of the underground channel. A chain wound around and through the mountainous rock, so thin it was almost invisible to the eye.
 
I ran my gaze across the shimmering links, checking to ensure the magic bond still held firm.
 
It did.
 
Air shuddered into my lungs.
 
Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid, I chanted to myself, but when I turned my head, my heart pounded uncomfortably anyway.
 
I bit my lip to keep from crying out when my gaze landed on the monstrous black wolf lunging against the tiny chain. Foam ran in buckets down his chest and into the river around him, as if his hatred cut a canyon of desiccation through the rock like a knife through butter. He towered over me, taller and wider than any wolf I'd ever seen. He was a giant. A Titan.
 
Fenrir.
 
I shivered at the sound of his name echoing in my head.
 
He gnashed his razor-sharp teeth and roared, struggling against the chain binding him to earth. The sound echoed throughout the massive cavern, bouncing from rock to rock in the same deep, ominous rumble I heard earlier.
 
Pebbles showered down from overhead, falling to the dirt floor all around.
 
Fenrir shook them off, then tried to leap.
 
The chain stretched taut, groaning in protest, but it held firm.
 
Fenrir hit the ground―hard―and was up again in an instant.
 
He coiled, crouching as if preparing to spring again, then twitched.
 
He stilled, not even his chest moving when he drew breath. Sanity flickered in his gaze for a brief moment, burning away the obsessive rage pouring from him. What swept through those yellow eyes in its place was far worse: intelligence.
 
Fenrir knew his prison would not hold him forever. Eventually, he would break free.
 
Not today. Please, not today, I pleaded, hoping someone in charge heard me.
 
Fenrir sniffed the air.
 
I stopped breathing, praying he didn't see me standing amongst the rocks.
 
He turned his head slowly in my direction, one ear twitching.
 
His rage-filled gaze met mine and held. Recognition flared in his baleful eyes.
 
I trembled, trapped in his sights like a prisoner, unable to move. The wolf sharing my soul snarled, trying to shake herself free of the thrall freezing me in place. She was too weak to do more than flutter and twist inside me though.
 
Fenrir’s lip curled in a menacing snarl as he looked into me, looked through me, and saw everything I was and everything connecting me to him. For a moment, no more than a split second really, he looked pleased. As if he knew his wait was almost over.
 
And then rage blazed to life in his eyes again, wiping away recognition and replacing it with burning, poisonous hate.
 
He growled low in his throat, the sound that of a gathering storm.
 
The cavern floor vibrated beneath my feet again.
 
Pebbles showered down, striking my arms, my legs… my face. Each hit stung and burned.
 
The river of foam at my feet churned across the rocks like mini-tidal waves.
Dust filled the air in thick puffs, choking me.
 

Fenrir dove toward me, howling.
 
 
 
Flame 
The Ragnarok Prophecies Book 3
 
 
 
Who do you trust when betrayal threatens to destroy everything you hold dear?
 
When Arionna Jacobs fled town in a desperate bid to save Dace Matthews, she never expected the chaos she would leave in her wake. Now her closest friend is dead, and another is missing, forcing Ari to return to face the devastating consequences of her actions and the broken boy she left behind.  
 
Her problems are only just beginning.  
 
Even as her bond with Dace grows stronger, Arionna finds herself weakening when Freki's cage shatters. Fighting the wolf for control is tearing her apart piece by piece. And at every turn, she finds that those she's put her faith in aren't who they seem, bringing her face to face with Sköll and Hati. As the depth of their betrayal is revealed, Freki spirals out of control, and Arionna must face her greatest fear: losing herself to the fierce wolf within.  
 
The world balances on the edge of a blade, and one wrong move will destroy it all.  
 
With few allies she can trust and little choice left, Arionna must decide between the lives of her friends and her own future with the alpha she loves. Will she be able to stand firm for the sake of the world, or will she falter in the face of defeat?  
 
 
FLAME – The Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Three  is available at Amazon 
 You can add it to your TBR list on Goodreads here.


"Arionna, dammit, wake up."

Unseen hands gripped my upper arms, shaking me. A familiar voice called my name over and over. Furious howls ripped through the air.

None of those sounds made sense to me.

I felt different, like I'd been taken apart and put back together in the wrong order. Everything hurt. My body ached, muscles locked tight in protest. My head throbbed. Each painful pulse rattled against my skull, sending ripples down my neck and into my back.

I groaned and rolled onto my side.

The hands shaking me relaxed.

I fought to open my eyes, then blinked, confused. Worn brown carpet scratched against the side of my face. The bottom edge of a pale blue bed-sham fluttered inches from me. Dust bunnies and small pieces of plastic were strewn beneath the sagging bed. A table and two chairs were grouped on the other side. A crack ran up the leg of one chair, splitting the wood.

None of the room looked familiar.

Where am I?

The voice calling my name stopped mid-shout and sighed.

Oh, thank god, he said.

For what? I wondered, marveling that the words came from inside my mind, but didn't belong to me. How was that possible?

I couldn't place the soft, silky tones either, but they made my stomach flip and my heart flutter. I knew the speaker. At least I thought I did. Before I could ask him who he was or how he spoke in my head, someone blew out a sharp breath. This time, the sound didn't come from inside.

"Finally," that second voice said.

Nope. Definitely not coming from my mind.

I rolled my eyes toward the relieved sound, and then frowned at the guy leaning over me. Long, dark hair hung in his face. His eyes were black, and full of concern. His features were sharp, severe, but handsome.

This time I was certain; I knew this guy.

"Ronan," I said. His name was Ronan LaCrosse, and mine was… Arionna. Yes, Arionna Jacobs. Memory began to slowly trickle back in. We were at a motel in Illinois, looking for someone. And the howls were coming from Fuki, the little wolf we'd brought with us, though I couldn't see him.

Where was he?

I tried to figure out why I was on the floor, but came up with a big blank.

"What happened?" I asked, looking up at Ronan.

He held out a hand for me, then pulled me into a sitting position.

The room tilted before straightening again. I clutched my head in my hands, groaning. When the initial wave of nausea passed, I tilted my head up slowly so I could see Ronan. "Did I hit my head?" I asked, trying to blink away the dark spots floating in my peripheral.

"You don't remember?" He narrowed his eyes, tilting his head to the side like a raven assessing me.

I scooted back against the edge of the bed, frowning.


What was I supposed to remember?
 
 



 



 
A.K. Morgen is the Amazon Bestselling author of the Ragnarök Prophesies series. She lives in the heart of Arkansas with her childhood sweetheart/husband of thirteen years, and their six furry minions. When not writing, she spends her time hiking, reading, volunteering, causing mischief, and building a Spork army. Ayden graduated summa cum laude with her Bachelor of Science degree in Criminal Justice and Forensic Psychology in 2009 before going on to complete her graduate degree in CJ and Law. She currently puts her education to use in the social services and CJ field.  
 
Ayden also writes New Adult and contemporary romance under the penname Ayden K. Morgen.
 
You can find her on  Twitter,  Facebook, or via her website at  http://akmorgen.com.
 
 
 
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