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text 2018-03-29 21:39
Tea's TBR Thursday - March 29, 2018
The Women Who Wrote the War - Nancy Caldwell Sorel,Arcade Publishing Staff
Train to Nowhere: One Woman's War, Ambulance Driver, Reporter, Liberator - Anita Leslie
Cliffhanger - Amy Saunders
Romance Down Under: New Zealand Romance Starter Set - Tracey Alvarez,Book Cover by Design
Sacrificed to the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons) (Volume 1) - Jessie Donovan
Wild Montana Skies (Montana Rescue Book #1) - Susan May Warren
Destiny's Embrace - Beverly Jenkins
Bollywood and the Beast - Suleikha Snyder
A Dangerous Legacy - Elizabeth Camden
After a Fashion - Jen Turano

We found out we are moving back to the US sometime mid-summer. So now we are just waiting for our orders (telling us where we are moving to) to start the out-processing/clearance process. I am re-adjusting my summer reading plans and delaying grad school. I am really happy to be going "home" but I will miss some parts of living in England. 


To deal with my anxiety and stress (you would think I had a better handle on military moves considering this is my fourth move, but nope), I have been stuffing my eReaders with as much content as possible. One reason is that when we get close to leaving, my eReaders and laptop will be my only entertainment for weeks, since we will be staying in hotel rooms or temporary lodgings once back in the states. Second, my print collection will be on a boat with my other household goods, and that can take up to two months for it to arrive at our new house. So I am very dependent on easily portable reading material and puzzle books.


Added to the NOOK:

1. The Women Who Wrote the War by Nancy Caldwell Sorel

2. Undeniable: Book One in the Oregon Trail Series by Laura Stapleton

3. Lost Fortune (Unbridled #1) by Sandra E. Sinclair

4. Sacrificed to the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons #1) by Jessie Donovan

5. Train to Nowhere by Anita Leslie

6. Mad About Matt (Red Maple Falls #1) by Theresa Paolo

7. Restless Hearts (Gold Rush Romance #1) by Mona Ingram

8. Giovanna: The Cowboy's Calabrese Mail Order Bride (Sweet Land of Liberty #1) by Lorena Dove

9. A Mail Order Heart (Miners to Millionaires #1) by Janelle Daniels

10. The Wren (Wings of the West #1) by Kristy McCaffrey

11. The Christmas Mail Order Bride (Holiday Brides #1) by Kit Morgan

12. Romance Down Under: A New Zealander Romance Starter Set by Tracey Alvarez

13. Cliffhanger by Amy Saunders

14. McKenna (Nevada Brides #1) by Clara Kincaid


Added to the Kindle:

15. Wild Montana Skies (Montana Rescue #1) by Susan May Warren

16. After a Fashion (A Class of Their Own) by Jen Turano

17. The Bounty (The Malloy Family #1) by Beth Williamson

18. Then Came You (Bradford Sisters #0.5) by Becky Wade

19. True to You (Bradford Sisters #1) by Becky Wade

20. Destiny's Embrace (Destiny #1) by Beverly Jenkins

21. Destiny's Surrender (Destiny #2) by Beverly Jenkins

22. Destiny's Captive (Destiny #3) by Beverly Jenkins

23. A Dangerous Legacy (Empire #1) by Elizabeth Camden

24. Beyond All Dreams by Elizabeth Camden

25. Dawn's Prelude (Song of Alaska #1) by Tracie Peterson

26. Gentleman of Her Dreams (Ladies of Distinction #0.5) by Jen Turano

27. Spice and Smoke (Bollywood Confidential #1) by Suleikha Snyder

28. Spice and Secrets (Bollywood Confidential #2) by Suleikha Snyder

29. Bollywood and the Beast (Bollywood Confidential #3) by Suleikha Snyder





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Honor Among Thieves - Ann Aguirre,Rachel Caine

Just starting.  I get to read it for booklikes' bookclub and Bookshelf BINGO (this week's shelf call of "part of a series").


Both authors are favorite authors.  Honestly, I'd never have imagined them as co-writers.  Just very different styles and story types.


This will be a fantastic read or an awful one like other collaborations that disappointed me -- plus, already forewarned it ends in a cliffhanger (something I would avoid with new to me authors).

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Book Review for Where My Heart Lies by Angela Marie
Where My Heart Lies (Spawn of Chaos MC Book 1) - Angela Marie

    Title: Where My Heart Lies
Series: A Spawn of Chaos Novel
Author: Angela Marie
Genre: MC Romance 
Release Date:  January 10, 2018
Reviewed by: Angels With Attitude Book Reviews



You know you’ve hit rock bottom when you fall down and can’t be bothered to get back up.
My entire life had been one endless beating, and I’d reached breaking point.
I was done.
Until a letter gave me the strength I’d been missing.
Those precious words gave me enough courage to dust myself off, to try one more time.
In that moment I realized something.
I wasn’t done.
Not even close.
And I had an entire family I didn’t even know existed standing at my back.
You know you’ve hit rock bottom when putting powder up your nose is the only way to make it through the day.
My life took a wrong turn, so I poisoned my body in an attempt to escape.
I was done.
Until I found salvation on the back of a bike.
With nothing but the open road and the wind in my face, I found the courage to live.
In that moment I realized something.
I wasn’t done.
Not even close.
And my family might not be blood, but they were standing at my back.
Great start to a brand new series!We loved it from cover to cover.I will say although I loved it I am so pissed the way the story ended. OMG I hate cliffhangers and this one had one of the biggest ones that I have read so far.For me this is what turns me off from a author.I am the type who loves to read series and once I finish up my current story I am diving right into the next one.I was so engrossed and into the story that when things are finally getting really good the story just ended and oh I was so mad that I didn't get to see the outcome.
I thought that this was really a endearing and touching story of two opposites that are attracted to one another and two really messed up people who's past followed them right into their adult life that is still effecting their every day lives.Some other reviewers believe that It took forever to get to the romance part of the book and was slow going to this point but, for me I was okay with it as Nicola's whole childhood was awful and then once she finally escapes that life she gets involved with a sociopath with cult beliefs that becomes a stalker and abuser.For me she just needed that time to heal and gain some of her confidence she lost along the way.But, one thing she never lost was her fire and sense of humor as she made me laugh so many times throughout the story and not only that I loved when she got her back up she turned into a fire breathing dragon. LOL
I always pick a favorite character and mine is going to be Nicola.I loved her from the very beginning.I thought her to be smart,sexy kind, fiery,had a great sense of humor and determined to overcome a past that would have left most people broken.I loved how she spoke her mind and through it all she remained so innocent in more ways then one.
My favorite quote by her would have to be telling
Irish "Make like a tree and leaf" LOL I laugh anytime I think about that quote and the chuckle & smile that it brought to Irish's face.
For me this romance reminds me how the cat plays with the mouse before the kill.Also Nicola's ex boyfriend reminded me so much of the movie Sleeping with the Enemy with Julia Roberts.The chemistry and attraction was always there from the very beginning between Irish and Nicola.Irish's protective instincts took over at just  one look at her. Omg!I loved how flustered that this love them and leave them kind of guy was laid low but a itty bitty girl he hadn't even spoken to yet.I just love seeing the player being brought down by a innocent.I loved chuckling and smiling all the way though the story.
I have to say that I did love Irish.I loved his smiles and cockiness .I loved the bad boy in him and those sizzling looks of his.I sensed his loneliness and this hardened  jaded biker had a side of him that he never lets anyone see yet we got a glimpse of the lonely boy who just wanted someone to love him and truly be his and his alone.I think I was a little bit in love with Irish myself .My heart broke for him as he finally has what he always wanted within his reach for the taking but, pushes the one and only thing away that truly brought him any happiness in a very long time.I loved how he was willing to put Nicola's happiness before his own and was willing to love her from afar.I kept falling even more...
This story for me had really fun and engaging characters that made you laugh as well as cry.I have to say that I loved the sensual dance that went on between this couple as the sparks and chemistry were always between them and you new when Irish let go of all the reasons why  they couldn't be together it was going to be explosive and hot as hell and he didn't disappoint.I just loved how he was when he was around Nicola almost as if he was a totally different person yet still as deadly.
I think that the author did an amazing job for her first debut novel and we are so looking forward to the conclusion of this story.I am hoping that this author plans to turn this into a series as I would so love to see some of those other love-able brothers of Irish's be brought to their knees as they were so enjoyable to read about and they all had a wicked sense of humor.
5 stars from us
Prologue - Nicola, 9 years old
The house is dark and eerily quiet as we make our way toward the front of the residence where the ‘formal living room’, as Mrs. Smith likes to call it, is located.  I have no idea what it looks like inside, as the door is always firmly shut. Mrs. Smith pointed it out to me when she showed me around on my first day here and told me that the room was strictly off limits. Stepping inside or even opening the door earned you an immediate punishment.

I’ve come to learn that within these walls, all it takes is a wrong word to earn you a punishment. Or in my case, speaking to the wrong person.

How was I to know that I couldn’t speak to the beautiful lady with the black hair and green eyes wearing the black vest over her brightly colored blouse? She was friendly. Mrs. Smith was very angry when she saw the two of us talking. She sent me inside with an angry rebuff and told me to wait for her in the kitchen. Talking to a stranger earned me a night in the punishment box.

The nightly curfew of eight o’clock has come and gone, meaning all the other children are in bed. Tucked under their covers, lying on a comfortable mattress, cozy and warm, waiting for sleep to carry them off to dreamland. I hear Mr. Smith’s shuffled footsteps upstairs, going from room to room and switching off the last of the upstairs lights, bathing the house in darkness.

I hate the dark, only because I'm afraid of what I can’t see, making falling asleep difficult for me. Every bump and creak startles me, and my overactive imagination conjures up frightening pictures which leaves me shaking in my bed. Voicing those fears gets you nothing, and especially not much-needed comfort. The Smiths don’t believe in such things. 

“Hurry up,” Mrs. Smith hisses, pushing me to walk faster. “We don’t have all night.”

I want nothing more than to drag my feet, draw this out as much as I can, but I know that it will only be delaying the inevitable.

The closer I get to the room, which houses the punishment box, the sicker my tummy feels. Suddenly we’re there. 

Mrs. Smith flicks on the light switch, bathing the room in light. The walls are unadorned, painted a stark white color, the floors dark polished wood. The smell of the lavender-scented beeswax used on the floors lingers in the air. Thick white curtains that are closed cover the large window, making the room cold, dark, and foreboding.

Directly in front of the drawn drapes sits a large wooden chest. The dark wood of the box is rough and weathered, the intricate design that was painted on it eons ago faded.

The faint odor of bleach pours out when Mrs. Smith opens the lid. The smell makes my stomach turn even further, as well as making my nose burn and my eyes water. The box doesn’t look very big, and I wonder how I’m going to lie in there the whole night.

Mrs. Smith gives me a push toward it, clearly wanting me to get in. Climbing into that thing is the last thing I want to do, but a glare from Mrs. Smith forces me to do so, and quickly.

“You’re not to move from here till morning, not even to go to the toilet. A word of warning—if you wet yourself, you’re going to have to lie in it all night, and come morning, you’re going to be scrubbing the inside of that thing. With bleach. Leaving the box means another night of punishment. Is that understood?”

I just nod and try to hold the tears I can feel burning the backs of my eyes. I lie on my side and seconds later the lid slams shut, plunging me into darkness.

The crash of the lid echoes in the small space and right through my body, causing me to shake. I’ve just gone from a brightly lit room to total darkness in a matter of seconds. I raise my hands to the front of my face, but I can’t see them. I try again and again, but the result is the same. I begin to panic, bile slowly rising from my stomach. I beat at the roof of the box with my tiny fists, my voice small and sobbing at first, growing louder with each passing second as I beg to be let out. A swift kick to the box silences me. I wrap my arms around my belly as my breath comes out in rasps.

“Shut up,” Mrs. Smith shushes. “You’ll wake up the whole house with your screaming. If you do, you’ll be spending another night in there.”

Another night?

I cringe, my muscles tensing, my body going rigid. I hold my breath to stop myself from whimpering out loud, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. Silence fills the box. I hear Mrs. Smith’s footsteps as she walks out the room, turning off the overhead light, the click of the door shutting letting me know that I’m alone.

I take a deep breath before curling into a ball, pulling my nightshirt over my legs. Despite it being the middle of summer, the temperature sticky and humid outside, it’s cold within the confines of the box. I can’t stop shivering. I lie as still as I can, my small hands clapped firmly over my ears.

After a little while, my hip starts to hurt from lying in a fetal position on the bare wood. I try to find another comfortable position, but I don’t think there is one inside this box. It’s meant to be uncomfortable; it’s a punishment, after all.

One night within its confines is supposed to make you grateful for everything the Smiths do for you on a daily basis. They’re the ones who took me in when nobody else wanted me. They provided me with a roof over my head and three meals a day. They provided the clothes I have on my back and even the opportunity to go to school and learn.

The last thing I feel is grateful.

I would trade it all in to be back in the small trailer I called home. To feel my momma’s arms around me as she read me a bedtime story. I would even gladly eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the rest of my life, if it meant that Momma would make them in her own special way.

The older children had warned me that the punishment box could be frightening the first time, but it would get easier each time. I don’t think that’s even possible.

I’m scared.

Terrified of the endless darkness that surrounds me.

My eyes are closed tight, my arms wrapped around my still trembling body. My chest feels tight, and breathing in and out has become difficult. A wave of dizziness hits me, leaving my whole body weak. My heart is beating so fast, almost like it wants to jump right out of my chest.

I try my hardest to conjure my mother’s image in my mind. I want her beautiful face to comfort me, her voice to whisper soothing words to calm me, her arms to wrap around me and hold me close.  

Momma, I miss you so much!

I allow the tears I’ve been holding in just minutes ago to fall freely. Here in this box, I allow myself to cry knowing that I won’t have to explain my tears to anyone. Won’t have to risk punishment for mentioning my mother. Mentioning her name within the walls of this house has been forbidden. I’ve been told to forget about her existence and the life I had with her. But how do I do that when I miss her every day?

According to the Smiths, I’ve been given a second chance at redemption, by God and his earthly church. A chance to have my mind, body, and soul cleansed of the evil that flows through it. That’s why I was brought to the Smiths. They are going to make sure that by the time they’re done with me I am good and pure. Ready to serve in whatever capacity I’m needed within the church. The woman who birthed me and the biker scum who fathered me will be nothing but a distant memory.
Angela Marie was born and raised in South Africa, but now calls the sunshine state of Queenland, Australia home. A wife and mother to two almost teenagers she loves nothing more than to curl up on the couch at the end of a busy day with her husband and an action movie.

Her love of read and writing started from a very young age and she loves nothing more than dreaming amazing stories with interesting and diverse characters which she can't wait to share you with.

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review 2017-07-18 12:36
Culture Clash
The Daylight War - Peter V. Brett

Peter V. Bretts „Demon Cycle“ ist eine dieser Reihen, bei denen ich mich absichtlich stark zurückhalte. Als ich den Mehrteiler 2015 begann, wusste ich nicht, dass der finale fünfte Band „The Core“ erst zwei Jahre später im September 2017 erscheinen würde. Berauscht las ich die ersten beiden Bände, „Das Lied der Dunkelheit“ und „The Desert Spear“, nur um dann festzustellen, dass Band 4 und 5 noch gar nicht veröffentlich waren. Ich musste mir etwas einfallen lassen, um die Wartezeit zu überbrücken. Mir blieb nichts anderes übrig, als mir mit den Fortsetzungen extrem viel Zeit zu lassen. So kam es, dass ich geduldig zwei Jahre ausharrte, bis ich mir Band 3 „The Daylight War“ vornahm.


Einst waren Ahmann Jardir und Arlen Bales Brüder im Kampf gegen die Dämonen. Verrat kappte ihre Bande und entfachte einen Konflikt, der die gesamte Menschheit schwächt. Während Jardir den Titel des Shar’Dama Ka, des Erlösers, beansprucht und die Krasianer in den Norden führte, um den prophetischen Tageslichtkrieg für sich zu entscheiden, weigert sich Arlen, die Verehrung des einfachen Volkes anzunehmen. Statt die Menschen anzuführen, möchte er sie lehren, sich selbst verteidigen, sich selbst führen zu können. Der Zusammenprall der Kulturen spaltet die Menschheit zum denkbar ungünstigsten Zeitpunkt. Seit Arlen und Jardir die Horcling-Prinzen besiegten, sind die Angriffe der Dämonen aggressiver denn je. In Neumondnächten steigen ganze Armeen aus dem Horc auf und rennen gegen die Verteidigungslinien der Menschen an, auf der Suche nach den beiden Männern, in deren Zukunft eine Priesterin vor langer Zeit jeweils das Potential zum Erlöser entdeckte…


Als ich „The Daylight War“ beendete, vergab ich im Brustton der Überzeugung volle fünf Sterne. Seitdem sind einige Wochen vergangen und je mehr Zeit ins Land zog, je öfter ich über das Buch nachdachte, desto mehr kristallisierte sich heraus, dass diese Spitzenbewertung meinen Gefühlen nicht voll und ganz entspricht. Der dritte Band des „Demon Cycle“ ist hervorragend, aber er kann sich nur beinahe mit den Vorgängern messen. Peter V. Brett legte die Messlatte meiner Erwartungen mit den ersten beiden Bänden sagenhaft hoch an. Meiner Meinung nach konnte er dieses extrem ehrgeizige Niveau in „The Daylight War“ nicht beibehalten. Ich nehme ihm das nicht übel, weil ich verstehe und erkenne, warum diese Fortsetzung trotzdem ein unverzichtbarer Baustein für die übergreifende Geschichte ist. Nichtsdestotrotz hatte ich den Eindruck, dass es sich dabei um einen Zwischenband handelt, der insgesamt eher wenig inhaltlichen Fortschritt für die Reihe bietet. Stattdessen festigt Brett die Ausgangssituation und zeigt seinen Leser_innen, welchen zum Teil selbstgeschaffenen Hürden die Menschheit in ihrem Kampf gegen die dämonische Brut ausgesetzt ist. Auf der einen Seite beinhaltet das neue, wohlplatzierte Informationen über die Dämonen, die gerade umfangreich genug sind, um abscheuliche Schlussfolgerungen hinsichtlich ihrer Beziehung zur Oberfläche zuzulassen. Brett brachte mein Kopfkino durch geschickte Andeutungen in Gang; ich konnte mir selbst erschließen, warum sich die Situation mit den Horclingen innerhalb weniger Wochen unheilvoll verschärfte. Auf der anderen Seite beschreibt er das Aufeinanderprallen zweier Kulturen realistisch und nachvollziehbar, sodass für mich kein Zweifel besteht, dass die Konflikte zwischen Krasianern und dem Volk des Nordens nicht ohne Weiteres beigelegt werden können. Nicht einmal angesichts eines gemeinsamen Feindes oder der revolutionären gesellschaftlichen Veränderungen, die das Wüstenvolk aktuell durchlebt. Erstaunlicherweise sind die kulturellen Unterschiede der beiden Patriarchate nicht allzu groß, dafür allerdings äußerst schwerwiegend, was mir besonders die Geschichte von Jardirs erster Ehefrau Inevera im Vergleich zu Arlens Verlobter Renna vergegenwärtigte. Beide Frauen sind Produkte der Gesellschaftsnormen, die ihre Leben bestimmen. Ich habe Schwierigkeiten, Renna zu vertrauen. Sie mag rechtschaffene, edle Ziele verfolgen, doch ihre Methoden sind waghalsig und draufgängerisch. Sie bringt sich selbst und Arlen in Gefahr, was ich einfach nicht gutheißen kann. Für Inevera hingegen empfand ich von Anfang an leidenschaftliche Faszination, weil sie eine ungemein starke, intelligente und beeindruckende Frau ist, doch jetzt, da mir ihr Werdegang bewusst ist, bin ich zu ihrem größten Fan mutiert. Ich habe sie unterschätzt und mich in ihr getäuscht. Sie ist weniger berechnend und kalt, als ich angenommen hatte. Sie liebt Jardir und – was noch viel wichtiger ist – sie glaubt an ihn. In Inevera brennt ein Feuer, mit dem es meiner Ansicht nach keine andere Figur aufnehmen kann. Durch die Offenlegung ihrer Vergangenheit erreicht Peter V. Brett jetzt einen Punkt, an dem alle Protagonist_innen hinreichend vorgestellt wurden. Alle Motive und Triebfedern liegen auf dem Tisch – ich bin gespannt, was er daraus macht.


Ich sehe ein, dass Peter V. Brett das Tempo des „Demon Cycle“ drosseln musste. In den beiden Vorgängern entwickelte sich die Handlung rasant; wir rauschten durch die Biografien der Hauptfiguren und beobachteten, wie sie zu den Persönlichkeiten wurden, die wir heute kennen. Inevera war die letzte, die noch fehlte. Zusätzlich erlebten wir, wie sehr die Menschheit unter der Geißel der Dämonen leidet, wieso Kampf die einzige Option ist. Nun, mit „The Daylight War“, hat Brett uns genau da, wo er uns haben will. Er führte, nein, manövrierte uns an einen Wendepunkt. Ich denke, wir haben die Ausgangssituation erreicht. Jetzt geht es ans Eingemachte. Deshalb kann ich problemlos akzeptieren, dass dieser Band insgesamt etwas ereignisärmer ist. Ich betrachte ihn als kluges, strategisches Manöver. Aber musste Brett das Buch tatsächlich mit dem schlimmsten Cliffhanger aller Zeiten enden lassen? Ich schmolle und sterbe gleichzeitig vor Neugier. Sowas von fies. -.-

Source: wortmagieblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/18/peter-v-brett-the-daylight-war
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Review: Keeping Her: A Dark Romance by Angela Snyder
Keeping Her: A Dark Romance (Keep Me Series Book 1) - Angela Snyder

What a roller coaster of emotions! One moment I was hating the characters, the next I was sympathizing with them, the next I was in love, and before I knew it was exasperated and then back in love. Crazy stuff! 

Now, I feel the most important thing I need to point out is that this is a dark romance and that there are some serious **** TRIGGER ISSUES **** that may make some readers uncomfortable so read with caution. 

The story, which was narrated in first POV by various characters, gave me that feeling of intense passion and angst. I think the author made a good job by portraying Lucian with so many emotional and character flaws, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to overlook his numerous acts of possessiveness and cruelty, even after a very important truth is uncovered and he has no reason to keep acting that way. Adeline is the sweet and innocent girl that captures his attention in a way that no one thought possible. And when I say innocent, I really mean it, and for good reasons too. Odd thing was that it was hard for me to connect with and understand her character but I think that was because of everything that happened in her previous life and her current situation. I just couldn’t relate to her in any feasible way. 

The story has a good pace and flow although I found the characters talking too much to themselves and at times I found their inner dialogue a bit repetitive. However one thing I liked a lot was that even though Adeline started as a victim, she never behaved as one and that made her a more realistic character. 

On a side note, I was totally blindsided by what happened towards end and the cliffhanger. It’s a good thing we don’t have to wait too long how this story ends as the next installment will be out in only a couple of months. 

I received this book from the author at no cost to me and I volunteered to read it; this is my honest opinion and given without any influence by the author or publisher.

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