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text 2018-06-07 15:24
My sudden reading re-orientation
The Mexican Frontier, 1821-1846: The American Southwest Under Mexico - David J. Weber

One of the things I love about my job is the breadth of subjects that I'm called upon to teach. Though my area of specialty is modern British history, over the years I've taught everything from early Asian civilizations to post-1945 U.S. history. Recently, I thought that they were running out of new courses for me to undertake.

 

Then I received an email yesterday proving me wrong. One of my co-workers gave up a course he taught on the history of the American Southwest, which is one of the last classes in the catalog that I haven't taught. Though I work with someone who is probably better qualified to teach it, he passed on the opportunity, which means that I have a new course to put together over the next few months.

 

As disruptive as this is of my plans, I really do enjoy the challenge of prepping new courses, not the least of which is the reading that I get to undertake for it. Not only does this bump a couple of books that have long been on my shelves to the top of the TBR stack, but I will be adding a few more to it in the months to come.Of course this will come at the price of some of my other reading goals, but if there's one thing I've learned about life it's all about the trade-offs.

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review 2018-05-29 00:00
Siren's Song
Siren's Song - Mary Weber Siren's Song - Mary Weber Better than the first book :)
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review 2018-05-26 00:00
Storm Siren
Storm Siren - Mary Weber Read it! TO THE END! Solid 3.5 to 4 stars all the way through and then the very last line... 5 stars. That ending pure chills. Best twist I've read in so long, it could be because I read it at 3am. Idk. I didn't see it coming.
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review 2018-04-07 16:49
The Eighth King
The Eighth King - Matt Weber

The Eight King was a difficult book for me. I wanted to like it so bad. It was original fantasy, set against a Chinese background, but maybe because it featured so many different and special elements, I found it hard to follow and to concentrate on the book.

As I'm always reading multiple books at the same time, I had to cut down the portions I read of The Eight King because I noticed the reading always haltered there. Which I think might be due to the writing which was to say the least special. Told from the all knowing third person perspective, the characters always feel far away, and with the characters each carrying multiple names (many of which have some sort of Ape in it) it was difficult to connect to them (or tell them all apart at times). At times the writing felt slightly condescending towards the characters.

It was a shame, because I loved the way magic was interwoven in the world. It was very whimsical, mainly providing problems rather than easy solutions. The politics involved were also really nice. I would like to know where the world is going, but I hope the writing would change a bit.

Thanks to the publisher for providing me with a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review!

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text 2018-02-12 07:05
Release Blitz - Decadent Desires

 

We are so excited to be sharing the release of DECADENT DESIRES by New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Tawny Weber. Fans of paranormal romance won't want to miss this sexy new novella. Be sure to grab your copy today!

 

 

 

About DECADENT DESIRES:

 

Bedtime Bliss is on the menu when a guy used to fighting dragons has to awaken a beauty of her own power, and the magic of sensual delights before the Valentine’s Ball. But can she accept the repercussions of magic and her duty to family? Or would it be easier to return to the sweet bliss of sleepy obliviousness where life is simple, love is a myth and magic is reserved for fairy tales?

 

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Read an excerpt from DECADENT DESIRES:

 

Well, this definitely wasn’t starting out the way Rose had planned.

 

Instead of a boringly anonymous hotel room or even her office, she’d spend the next two weeks working in a stranger’s apartment over a café that challenged her on levels she didn’t quite understand.

 

Instead of greeting an old friend, the man who’d help her with the biggest challenge of her career, she’d been tossed into a sea of lust.

 

And now, rather than an easy nice-to-meet you introduction to Sam’s friends, she’d been kicked in the gut with a cacophony of emotions that she couldn’t understand. Oh, she could identify them. Fear, longing, hope, confusion. But she didn’t understand the actual cause, and she definitely didn’t understand what to do about them.


Wait, she supposed.

 

Just wait until they made sense.

 

But even as she thought that, Rose bumped into Sam.

 

“Sorry,” she gasped. “I didn’t realize you’d stopped.”

 

He took her hand as if to keep her from falling back down the stairs and laughed.
That laugh filled her with something. Something so powerful and energizing and confusing that she could only blink.

 

Then he pulled her up a step so that she was on the landing next to him. He squeezed her hand, and the feel of his fingers wrapped tight around hers sent tingles through her. The sort of tingles that made her think naked thoughts. Naked, hot bodies tangled together thoughts.

 

“Welcome to your new home away from home,” Anja said, gesturing to the open door on the right of the landing.

 

And giving Rose a clear view of why Sam had stopped.

 

Shock had a way of doing that to a person.

 

It was a good sized apartment. Living room, a dining nook separated from a cozy kitchen by a jut of countertop. The view outside the window was as good as one could ask in San Francisco, with the Golden Gate framed by sheer curtains. The problem was, even sheer, day-glow orange curtains were guaranteed to make you blink twice.

 

As if in a trance, Rose stepped around Sam, past Anja’s welcoming arm and into the living area. Eye-watering or not, it was a welcoming space. Welcoming, and something else.

 

Wondering how many ways she could feel off balance, Rose tried to breathe calmly, even though the air felt as if it were filled with a shimmer of glitter. If she squinted, she could almost make out the color of the shimmers.

 

Crazy, she realized, shaking her head to dismiss the idea. Her mother had always called her over imaginative, bemoaning her fascination with silly things like magic and fairy tales and energy work. By the time Rose was ten, she’d learned to put away all of that nonsense and to focus her imagination on something useful.

 

So why was this room bringing that all back again?

 

It had to be that old lady’s comment about her grandparents, she realized. Her shoulders relaxed, the tension shifting as she made the connection. And now that she knew, she could ignore the silly ideas of energy and magic in the air and focus on reality.


With that in mind and her chin high, she turned to give Anja a warm smile.

 

“It’s a lovely room.”

 

“If you say so,” the brunette laughed. “I’ve always thought of it as a bit of kaleidoscope myself.”

 

“And where better to create a game of fun and adventure than a kaleidoscope.” When Rose glanced at Sam, her lips twitched a little at his stunned expression. Maybe he wasn’t quite ready for working in a kaleidoscope?


Before she could ask, he seemed to shake it off and turned to thank Anja. While he made arrangements with her for meals and talked about getting together to catch up and visit later, Rose wandered the room.


It was unique, to say the least. Like something you’d have seen in a teenager’s room in the seventies, but with an extra kick of woo woo. Images of tarot cards woven into a tapestry on the wall, candles and crystals everywhere, incense burners and hanging glass in the shape of moons all added to the woo.


But they still didn’t explain the feeling in the air. Rose took a second to breathe it in. She’d never felt anything like it, yet it was a familiar memory.


Before she could reach back and find it, though, Anja called out her goodbyes. Manners awoke, Rose hurried back to the door to do her social duties.

 

Then, suddenly, it was just her and Sam.


Alone.


In this funky apartment.


She stared at Sam, noting the look in his dark eyes, the way his smile stretched those tempting lips. He had the most amazing cheekbones. On a sigh, her gaze drifted to his shoulders, down those biceps and over his chest. Even more amazing than his cheekbones was his body.


She wanted that body.


Rose cringed, wondering what had got into her. She never looked at men like this. She never thought about—much less obsessed over—sex ever before in her life.


Maybe it was reaction to the room? She’d never been around this much faux fur and velour before, either. Could it be some weird sort of allergic reaction?

 

 

 

About TAWNY WEBER:

 

New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of more than forty-five books, Tawny Weber writes sassy, emotional romances featuring hot alpha heroes. Stories with a dash of humor and a whole lot of sexy attitude! A fan of Johnny Depp, cupcakes, and her very own hero husband, Tawny enjoys papercrafting, gardening, spending time with her family and dogs.

 

Fans are invited to check out Tawny’s books at her website, www.tawnyweber.com. For extra fun, join her Red Hot Readers Club for goodies like free reads, complete first chapters, recipes, insider story info and much more.

 

 

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