Wednesday, 28 February 2018

My Favourite... Childhood Movie

It's Wednesday again, which means it's time for a new My Favourite... post thanks to Maureen's Books and the theme of the week was favourite childhood movie.


I have no issues admitting that I was one of the more peculiar kids with a love of all spooky and creepy as a kid (yeah, two of my favourite cartoons were Scooby Doo and The Addams Family), so when I was around eight or nine, my favourite childhood movie was The Addams Family Values.

I might add that I still love that movie and I do potentially have my Wednesday Addams - tendencies at times.


Tuesday, 27 February 2018

Book Blitz; Fire and Bone by Rachel A. Marks

Top Ten Tuesday; Books I Could Re-read Forever

It's Tuesday again, which means it's time for a new Top Ten Tuesday, courtesy of The Artsy Reader Girl. The theme of the week was books I could re-read forever.

My list is;
Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur

Dirty Pretty Things by Michael Faudet

Ariel (The Restored Edition) by Sylvia Plath

Safranhuset by Rosanna Ley

Stallo by Stefan Spjut

The Complete Maus by Art Spiegelman

The Woman in Black by Susan Hill

Nattens sirkus by Erin Morgenstern

The Bear and the Nightingale by Katherine Arden

Dracula by Bram Stoker

Monday, 26 February 2018

Release Blitz; Night of the Victorian Dead by Amber Michelle Cook

About the Book

A Pride & Prejudice & Zombies for lit lovers!
Mr. Edward Dorchester invites several families of his acquaintance to a ball at his country estate, the night the Harvest moon rises fell and tainted. While those within are consumed by their hopes and schemes, tenants are going missing and arriving guests savagely attacked.
A gothic horror tale of classic zombies meets manners, with an ensemble, upstairs-downstairs cast of Vic. Lit inspired characters.
The knowing modern reader can follow unsuspecting characters down the road to the inevitable.

Author Bio

Amber Michele Cook writes stories of deep, meaningful fun. A devotee of Georgian to Edwardian period pieces, she adores Speculative Lit: Victorian literature-inspired works with a supernatural or paranormal element.
Partly raised in Germany, she went to an international school for high-school, majored in linguistics, loves literature and period pieces. She's also a photography/graphic arts artist of color and wonder living in the great Northwest.
In addition to leading improv writing tables, she’s the Director of National Novel Editing Month and a Facilitator for the People's Ink writing community.

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Blurb Blitz; First Impressions by Jay Hogan


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Michael:

Two years ago I made a mistake, a big one, and then I threw in another couple just for good measure. I screwed up my life big time but I made it through. I was lucky.

Then I was given the opportunity for a fresh start. Two years in Auckland, NZ, ‘The City of Sails’. Away from the LA gossip, a chance to breathe, to get my life back together.
I grabbed it and packed my new set of golden rules with me.

I don’t do relationships.
I don’t do commitment.
I don’t do white picket fences.

And I especially don’t do arrogant, holier-than-thou, smoking hot K9 officers who walk into my ER and rock my world.

Josh:

The only thing I know for certain about Dr. Michael Oliver is the guy is an arrogant, untrustworthy player, and I’d barely survived the last one of those in my life. Once was more than enough.

The man might be gorgeous but my eleven-year-old daughter takes number one priority and I won’t risk her being hurt, again. I’m a solo dad, a K9 cop and a son to pain in the ass, bigoted parents.

I don’t have time for games.
I don’t have time for taking chances.
I don’t have time for more complications in my life.

And I sure as hell don’t have time for the infuriating Dr. Michael Oliver, however damn sexy he is.

Enjoy an Excerpt Michael fought the hold, his face slick with tears. “Let go.” But the arms pulled tight.

“Shh, it’s okay,” a soothing voice hummed in his ear. “I’ve got you. Shh.”

His eyes flew open. The voice was familiar, safe. Josh. And with that his body began to relax. The man pressed a long kiss against his neck, his hair and his shoulder, each notching down Michael’s panic a step or two. And with the last kiss, the arms around him loosened just a little. Enough to finally breathe.

“You’re okay, babe. I’ve got you,” the handler whispered.

Michael leaned back into the man and let his heart settle from its sickening gallop. The memories returned. He was in Josh’s house, his bed, his arms and he was okay. He needed to get a grip. Don’t lose it completely in front of the nice man, idiot. It was just a short dip in the crazy pool. Just a reminder but...Damn. Why tonight?

The handler’s fingers trailed across Michael’s belly and hips, releasing the knots of panic. He sucked in some deep breaths and found himself held and rocked, comforted like a child, swaddled as light kisses were pressed on the nape of his neck. God almighty, it felt good. So, he let himself drift, happy in the moment to never leave that cocoon of flesh where everything felt right.

After a time, Josh slowed the rocking and the two men lay quiet. Michael twisted in the man’s arms to face him, kissing him lightly on the lips. Memories drifted of the evening before.

“Thanks,” he whispered against Josh’s mouth, the word failing to convey anywhere near the gratitude he felt for Josh’s silent acceptance of Michael’s crazy.

“Nightmare?” The handler raised a brow.

“Yeah.”

“You get them often?”

“Now and then.” Michael felt the sting of embarrassment flush his cheeks. This wasn’t a conversation he wanted, not now, maybe not ever. And especially not with this man who seemed to slip so easily under and around every wall he’d worked so damned hard to hammer in place. The guy already knew too much.

About the Author:
Jay is a New Zealand author writing in the LGBTQIA genre in MM Romance and Fantasy. She has travelled extensively and lived in many places including the US, Canada, France, Australia and South Korea, and loves to add experiences from these adventures into her writing.

She is a cat aficionado especially of Maine Coons, and an avid dog lover (but don’t tell the cat). She loves to cook- pretty damn good, loves to sing - pretty damn average, and as for parenting a gorgeous daughter-well that depends on the day.

She has lovely complex boys telling sweet sexy stories in her head that demand attention and a considerable number of words to go with them. Their journeys are never straightforward and can even surprise Jay, but the end is always satisfying.

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Saturday, 24 February 2018

Book Tour & Giveaway; The Arban and the Saman by Laurel A. Rockefeller


The Arban and the Saman
by Laurel A. Rockefeller
Genre: Mystical Historical Romance

What would you risk for love?


It is the year 1211 CE. Five years after being declared "khan," Chinggis Khan and his invading hordes are sweeping across the north China plain, right into the nűzhen heartland. Their objective: conquest of the mighty Jin Empire.

Among those sent into Liaoning is a low-ranking officer (an arban) named Mongke Nichan, a spiritual man on a personal quest to find his soulmate and fulfill a prophesy long lingering in his heart.

But finding his twin flame and convincing her are two completely different matters in this wartime romance that takes you into the very heart of Asian mysticism and deep into the ranks of the powerful Mongol Horde.


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Born, raised, and educated in Lincoln, Nebraska USA Laurel A. Rockefeller is author of over twenty books published and self-published since August, 2012 and in languages ranging from Welsh to Spanish to Chinese and everything in between. A dedicated scholar and biographical historian, Ms. Rockefeller is passionate about education and improving history literacy worldwide. 


With her lyrical writing style, Laurel's books are as beautiful to read as they are informative.

In her spare time, Laurel enjoys spending time with her cockatiels, attending living history activities, travelling to historic places in both the United States and United Kingdom, and watching classic motion pictures and classic television series.




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Friday, 23 February 2018

Book Tour & Giveaway; Outcasts of the Worlds by Lucas Paynter


Outcasts of the Worlds
Outcasts of the Worlds Book 1
by Lucas Paynter
Genre: Cosmic Fantasy
456 pages

A confidence man. A liar. A monster. Flynn has seen himself for what he really is and has resolved to pay for everything. Even if it means spending the rest of his days locked in Civilis, a tower prison for society's unwanted - "half-humans" gifted by the fallout of nuclear holocaust centuries past.


Jean, a prisoner in the neighboring cell, has different ideas and despite himself, Flynn finds himself joining her daring escape. After rescuing her friend Mack, the three flee Civilis as Flynn pieces together the hours before his capture and finds himself drawn to an abandoned facility where a rift to another world opens at his nearing.

Together they will venture farther beyond the stars than humanity ever imagined, find others like them that will never belong, and tangle with forces both ancient and immortal. They stand alone, hated and scorned - and the last hope of making things right in a cosmos gone terribly wrong.






Killers, Traitors & Runaways
Outcasts of the Worlds Book 2
364 pages

As reality nears its final days, worlds fall to ruin. A benevolent god is shackled, and when freed, will create a new one ... allowing only the pure of heart. A company of seven have united on a bloody quest to stop him, but have little hope of emerging victorious.


The outcasts are adrift--they have a mission but no means to fulfill it. Airia Rousow, the fallen goddess who set them on their path, is gone. Guardian Poe, her intended successor, believes deification will absolve him of his sins and his remorse alike. And Zella Renivar, daughter of the Living God, is still hunted by her father's agents, drawing danger on them all.

Trapped in this storm, Flynn is able to find and open the ways between worlds, but cannot discern which path is the right one. Since losing the trust of his closest friend, the temptation to fall back on his former, deceitful ways with grows with every crisis he faces.




Lucas Aubrey Paynter hails from the mythical land of Burbank, California, where there are most likely no other writers at all.
Back in 2014, he published Outcasts of the Worlds, and he’s now releasing its follow-up, Killers, Traitors, & Runaways.

A fan of gray-area storytelling and often a devil’s advocate, Lucas enjoys consuming stories from a variety of mediums, believing there’s no limit to what form a good narrative can take.




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Thursday, 22 February 2018

Book Tour & Giveaway; SINthetic by J. T. Nicholas


SINthetic
The New Lyons Sequence #1
by J.T. Nicholas
Genre: Science Fiction – Cyberpunk Noir

Pub Date: 1/23/2018


The Artificial Evolution
They look like us. Act like us. But they are not human. Created to perform the menial tasks real humans detest, Synths were designed with only a basic intelligence and minimal emotional response. It stands to reason that they have no rights. Like any technology, they are designed for human convenience. Disposable.
In the city of New Lyons, Detective Jason Campbell is investigating a vicious crime: a female body found mutilated and left in the streets. Once the victim is identified as a Synth, the crime is designated no more than the destruction of property, and Campbell is pulled from the case.
But when a mysterious stranger approaches Campbell and asks him to continue his investigation in secret, Campbell is dragged into a dark world of unimaginable corruption. One that leaves him questioning the true nature of humanity.
And what he discovers is only the beginning . . .


J.T. Nicholas was born in Lexington, Virginia, though within six months he moved (or was moved, rather) to Stuttgart, Germany. Thus began the long journey of the military brat, hopping from state to state and country to country until, at present, he has accumulated nearly thirty relocations. This experience taught him that, regardless of where one found oneself, people were largely the same. When not writing, Nick spends his time practicing a variety of martial arts, playing games (video, tabletop, and otherwise), and reading everything he can get his hands on. Nick currently resides in Louisville, Kentucky, with his wife, a pair of indifferent cats, a neurotic Papillion, and an Australian Shepherd who (rightly) believes he is in charge of the day-to-day affairs.


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Wednesday, 21 February 2018

My Favourite... Movie of 2017

It's Wednesday, which means it's time for a new My Favourite... post thanks to Maureen's Books and the theme of the week was favourite movie of 2017.


As I book lover, I guess there is no surprise that one of my favourite movies of 2017 is The Beauty and the Beast with Emma Watson as Belle.


Tuesday, 20 February 2018

Book Blitz; TruthStone by Mike Shelton

Top Ten Tuesday; Books I've Decided I'm No Longer Interested in Reading

It's Tuesday, which means it's time for a new Top Ten Tuesday, courtesy of That Artsy Reader Girl. The theme of the week is books I've decided I'm no longer interested in reading.

My list includes;
Divergent by Veronica Roth
The Lightening Thief by Rick Riordan
The Maze Runner by James Dashner
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
The Secret Garden by Frances H. Burnett
Anne of Green Gables by L. M. Montgomery
Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes
The DaVinci Code by Dan Brown
Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson

Monday, 19 February 2018

Review; Above the Dreamless Dead: World War I in Poetry and Comics Edited by Chris Duffy

Those who know me well enough knows that I'm into poetry, history and graphic novels/comics. When I saw that all three elements were combined in Above the Dreamless Dead: World War I in Poetry and Comics, edited by Chris Duffy, I couldn't resist it.

Description from Goodreads
As the Great War dragged on and its catastrophic death toll mounted, a new artistic movement found its feet in the United Kingdom. The Trench Poets, as they came to be called, were soldier-poets dispatching their verse from the front lines. Known for its rejection of war as a romantic or noble enterprise, and its plainspoken condemnation of the senseless bloodshed of war, Trench Poetry soon became one of the most significant literary moments of its decade. 

The marriage of poetry and comics is a deeply fruitful combination, as evidenced by this collection. In stark black and white, the words of the Trench Poets find dramatic expression and reinterpretation through the minds and pens of some of the greatest cartoonists working today.
With New York Times bestselling editor Chris Duffy (Nursery Rhyme ComicsFairy Tale Comics) at the helm, Above the Dreamless Dead is a moving and illuminating tribute to those who fought and died in World War I. Twenty poems are interpreted in comics form by twenty of today's leading cartoonists, including Eddie Campbell, Kevin Huizenga, George Pratt, and many others.


My Thoughts on the Book
Well, where do I start? I really loved reading this one. The illustrations add even more depth and layers to the poems. Due to the illustrations, I would believe that these poems could reach a new audience and perhaps an audience who is a bit apprehensive about poems (I guess a lot of us have been pretty much fed up by poetry due to crappy teachers at high school at some point).

If anyone who is into either history, comics or poetry would probably be intrigued by Above The Dreamless Dead.

Sunday, 18 February 2018

Review; The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead

Considering that I participate in Platypire Diversity Challenge and the theme of February was Black/African American History Month, I decided to read The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead. Today I'll post the review of the novel.

Description from Goodreads
Cora is a slave on a cotton plantation in Georgia. Life is hellish for all the slaves but especially bad for Cora; an outcast even among her fellow Africans, she is coming into womanhood - where even greater pain awaits. When Caesar, a recent arrival from Virginia, tells her about the Underground Railroad, they decide to take a terrifying risk and escape. Matters do not go as planned and, though they manage to find a station and head north, they are being hunted.

In Whitehead's ingenious conception, the Underground Railroad is no mere metaphor - engineers and conductors operate a secret network of tracks and tunnels beneath the Southern soil. Cora and Caesar's first stop is South Carolina, in a city that initially seems like a haven - but the city's placid surface masks an insidious scheme designed for its black denizens. Even worse: Ridgeway, the relentless slave catcher, is close on their heels. Forced to flee again, Cora embarks on a harrowing flight, state by state, seeking true freedom.


As Whitehead brilliantly re-creates the unique terrors for black people in the pre-Civil War era, his narrative seamlessly weaves the saga of America from the brutal importation of Africans to the unfulfilled promises of the present day. The Underground Railroad is at once a kinetic adventure tale of one woman's ferocious will to escape the horrors of bondage and a shattering, powerful meditation on the history we all share. 


My Thoughts On The Novel
The Underground Railroad is a heartbreaking novel at times, considering the racism and treatment of slaves. The Underground Railroad is also beautifully written and it was also the interesting concept of re-imagining The Undergroud Railroad as an actual railroad and not just a metaphorical one.

Saturday, 17 February 2018

Excerpt; Wicked Soul by Nora Ash


Wicked Soul 
Nora Ash
(Ancient Blood, #1)
Publication date: February 10th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
He saved me… And then he blood-bonded me. Now I’m his.
My first meeting with a Chicago vampire went better than expected.
Up until that night, all I knew about vampires was limited to a few common facts: they drink blood, they get a mean sunburn and if you find yourself alone with one, you’re dead.
Except he didn’t kill me.
Sexy, broody Warin clearly had his own reasons for sparing my life and tying me with his blood, but if he’d known how much trouble I’d attract, I bet he wouldn’t have bothered. When he blood-bonded me, secrets even I didn’t know about myself came to light.
Secrets that will pull us both deep into the eternal war between vampires and the witches determined to rid the world of their evil.
We have only one choice now: fight the forces hell-bent on breaking our bond…
Or die.

Author Bio:
Nora Ash writes the sort of books that have your toes curling and your blood pulsing. Her stories are often dark and always thrilling, with lots of sexy bad boys and the women who spur their desires. When not typing away at a story, Nora paints, eats chocolate or go for hikes around the English countryside with her very own bad boy.
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Excerpt;

“Come to me, little one,” he said, breaking off my spiraling thoughts. I twisted to grab his offered hand, because I couldn’t exactly throw a fit in front of the watching vampires, and got to my feet. I did manage to throw him a pretty convincing death glare as I straightened up.
Warin ignored it and motioned for me to straddle him. I arched an eyebrow at him, but he simply looked at me with calm expectancy.
Alrighty then, if he really wanted this to get as awkward as it could…
I lifted my skirts enough that I could climb onto the armchair, a knee on each side of his thighs. His strong hands went to my hips, steadying me as I lowered myself onto his lap.
His muscles were strong, his clothes shielding me from his cool flesh. When I looked up, doing my best to force down the blush trying to take over my entire body at the intimate positioning, I captured his gaze—and the knowledge that a few hundred people were watching us faded to the background.
Warin’s blue eyes were wholly focused on me, and his expression was no longer cold and distant. There was so much gratitude, so much regret… so much of everything in their blazing depths that it nearly stole my breath away. He was still silent, but in that moment, we didn’t need words. His gaze was begging me for my consent. To remember my trust in him.
Swallowing hard, I nodded once. My anger was gone, and in its place was only a low-set fizzle of nerves.
Warin’s sigh of relief was almost imperceivable. He slid his hands up along my waist, letting one brush my curls off my left shoulder. Exposing my neck.
I drew in a deep breath and closed my eyes tightly, waiting for the inevitable.
“Look at me, Liv,” he said.
I obeyed, unable to resist the gentleness of his voice, and was once again captured in his blazing gaze.
Warin leaned his head back a little and opened his mouth. A sharp snick made me gasp, and I bit my lip hard at the sight of his sharp fangs. There was no denying what he was now. A creature of the night, made to kill.
And yet… he was still Warin.
His hand by my neck rubbed soothing circles over the tendons there, making my skin sing with an odd sort of anticipation. Not so much fear for the pain, but… something else.
When Warin wrapped his free arm tighter around me and pulled me close to his chest, I realized what that something else was.
There was no holding back the blush that set in when the crisp scent of night air and musk that was so uniquely Warin hit my nostrils. Yeah, there was no mystery to why I was suddenly feeling all kinds of excited about what was going on.
Dammit, Liv, control your ovaries! This is not a sexy moment!
Warin moved his hand from my neck for a moment, undoing the top two buttons of his shirt.

Not. A. Sexy. Moment. Nope, nope, nope.