Review of Scent of Roses by P.G Forte

Scent of the Roses (Oberon, Book 1)

 

Review of Scent of Roses by P.G Forte

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3rd Review for May

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Rating: 4 stars

Scout – also known as Jen – has her life turned upside down in her teens: her dad is dead, her friends betrayed her, her step-sister is missing and she is being shipped off to Florida, leaving behind Nick, the one guy she truly loved.

The story starts twenty years later where she returns to Oberon to tidy up her inheritance from her recently deceased step-mother – the same step-mother who sent her away – and the story kicks off straightaway, with the towns’ gossips, old enemies, and her old flame.

The plot had my head reeling. I had everyone as a suspect as the murderer, if there even was one, but new evidence turned up at every turn. But with Marsha’s abilities to read peoples tea leaves, she gets snippets of what might be… the entanglement of magic in this book was beautifully done, making it very believable. I just loved the plot; I was turning pages so fast, pointing fingers and then taking it back. What a great read. The love story was very well written, with enough pushing and shoving… two very stubborn people who suited each other down to the ground. There was a particular scene that I just loved, when she first sets eyes on Nick again after twenty years… the description had my hands sweating as I struggled to hold the kindle, it was so realistic, I just got the feeling the author described to a T.

Characters:
Scout: Scout what can I say, a damaged, tormented woman, but with pride and a stubbornness that could be the only reason for her grasp on her sanity, even though I questioned it several times in the book, but loved her as an MC. She was strong yet vulnerable, very well-rounded main character, and I loved that Nick was her old flame, they just couldn’t have been picked any better.

Marsha I loved: she reminded me of a wise old crone. She always had a second meaning to everything she said, and her ability to see auras read tea leaves and pick up on emotions was priceless. She seemed to have her own little private jokes along the way, and was always sticking her nose in everyone’s business.

At first I didn’t like Lucy. I found her stubborn and righteous and several times I was just hoping someone would shut her up, but as the story progressed, I began to understand the passion she had for her family, and why she seen Scout as the enemy.

So overall I just loved this book. It was very enjoyable and I would highly recommend it for those who love a good murder mystery with a dash of magic and a good splash of romance.

murder with a dash of magic, and a good splash of romance.

Where Darkness Walks Book Tour

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Where Darkness Walks (Mortgatha Trilogy Book 1) By Donna Hawk

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Clarie’s world is about to change for the darker. Rand broke up with her at the prom, she uncovers a secret in the hidden back of an armoire, and she meets Patrick, who is determined to help her forget her broken heart.

As Clarie evades classmate Bulldog’s stalking, she and Patrick explore the dark halls of an abandoned cement plant. After following Clarie and Patrick deep inside the cement plant, Bulldog confronts Clarie as he fights with Patrick. When she is accidentally pushed against a set of dark doors into the shadow realm of Mortgatha, everything she fears is set into motion to keep her away from her beloved Earth world.

Even with Patrick’s help, the doorway home moves randomly, evil characters beset them at every turn, and the way home seems farther away than ever.

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About the Author

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I have been a teacher in Kansas for 33 years. I enjoy writing, riding my bicycle, and spending time with my husband. I am an avid photographer and Photoshop user. Currently, I am working on a dark trilogy for young adults, the first of which I am hoping will be completed by the end of the summer 2013.
If you have any questions for me, you can email me at: bydonnahawk@gmail.com

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Review of Where Darkness Walks:

Rating: 5 stars

The author gave me a free copy for an honest review. Firstly I must say the world building was amazing. I could see and feel everything in Mortgatha a world saturated in darkness. A world that once flourished under the rule of King Rade now sunk deeply in evil. Every village or town had its own unique feel, down to the desert landscape or the lush of the dangerous forest. The dark army was frightening. But the mystery behind it all had me turning pages so quickly devouring little traces to piece it all together.

From the start of the story which is based here on earth I just loved Clarie and could sympathize with her so much. She has many admires in different ways, but I appreciated the story between her and bulldog. He was a bully, that smelled and was unattractive but Clarie was gentle with his feelings throughout the story, never one to crush someone regardless of the kind of person they were.

The story is woven beautifully, from the simplicity of a teenager’s life, to the gripping darkness in Mortgatha, and what a world Mortgatha is; I could feel their hunger or the cold of the darkness. This story was so well written and detailed that it sucked me in.

I would highly recommend this to all age groups. Just an amazing read. I can’t wait for book two as the mystery still unfolds and what lies ahead for Clarie and Patrick.

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Spotlight for The Pull by Brooke Morris

The Pull

Raised in the World of Men, 18 year old Maggie has just discovered that she is a forbidden half-breed, a cross between fairies and demons that should have been annihilated before she was even born, before her mother could escape with her into the New World, the World of Men. She soon learns why her kind are so feared as she races to save a world she has never known yet feels intimately connected to. Will Maggie be able to save the Old World from a long dormant evil that will turn everything to ash and dust.

Where can I purchase this book?

Amazon

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About the Author:

I can’t think of a better way to spend a few hours (who am I kidding?- a few days) than getting lost in a good story. With just the right plot twists and character development, an author can pull you out of one world and into another.

Living in the PNW for the better half of a decade has greatly influenced my writing. The lush beauty of the natural world often provides the backdrop for my fantasy novels. I enjoy examining what it means to be human and playing with the wide array of possibilities that opens up in my writing.

While I would love to eat, drink, and breathe writing I have a little beagle who reminds me about the important things in life…mainly throwing his squeaky tennis ball until my arm falls off. That and of course the all important food- for anyone who has ever had a four-legged friend of the beagle variety, you know full well how high food ranks in their world. Truthfully, I am pretty sure he would sell me down the river for a mere whiff of peanut butter. But hey, at least I would have a good story of how I came to be homeless and panhandling (my beagle made me do it, I swear!).

I am releasing my first book soon through Smashwords and I hope you take the time to read it and review it!

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Review of Fractured

 

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Review of Fractured

(2nd Review for May) 

Rating 5 stars

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O I loved Slated and was so not disappointed with fractured yes along the way I was actually getting confused and annoyed but that was only because I was eager to know WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON. It’s a game of too trust or not to trust. A few I seen coming and others took me by surprise.

 

Kyla the main character is so so brave while reading it there was so many situations I was screaming for her to run, or just let it go, live a simple life why spoil it, but she has a curious mind and won’t let anything go. Her loyalty to ones she loves is unwavering and I admired this so much in her, especially with Ben.

 

I found this one sad compared to slated as it was just a warm up, but my heart broke a few times through this book.

 

It ends with a new beginning and I can’t wait to get my hands on the next book, just not sure who exactly I will be reading from. Lucy, Rain or Kyla or maybe all three. 

Where Darkness Walks By Donna Hawk

 

Where Darkness Walks (Mortgatha Trilogy Book 1) By Donna Hawk

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Clarie’s world is about to change for the darker. Rand broke up with her at the prom, she uncovers a secret in the hidden back of an armoire, and she meets Patrick, who is determined to help her forget her broken heart.

As Clarie evades classmate Bulldog’s stalking, she and Patrick explore the dark halls of an abandoned cement plant. After following Clarie and Patrick deep inside the cement plant, Bulldog confronts Clarie as he fights with Patrick. When she is accidentally pushed against a set of dark doors into the shadow realm of Mortgatha, everything she fears is set into motion to keep her away from her beloved Earth world. 

Even with Patrick’s help, the doorway home moves randomly, evil characters beset them at every turn, and the way home seems farther away than ever.

 

 

Where you can purchase this book

 

Paperback Createspace

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About the Author

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I have been a teacher in Kansas for 33 years. I enjoy writing, riding my bicycle, and spending time with my husband. I am an avid photographer and Photoshop user. Currently, I am working on a dark trilogy for young adults, the first of which I am hoping will be completed by the end of the summer 2013. 
If you have any questions for me, you can email me at: bydonnahawk@gmail.com

 

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Cover Reveal of Returned by Keeley Smith

COVER REVEAL OF RETURNED BY AUTHOR KEELEY SMITH

A terrifying thud of feet struck the hard ground behind her. The sharp crack of frozen branches echoed in the vast wooded area, she ran each snap sent her heart into overdrive, she knew they were gaining ground but she couldn’t run any quicker.

    Her heart jack hammered as it fought against her crushing fear. She feared that her lungs would give out and she would stop running, she feared who she would meet when her legs, which were as strong as jelly, finally crumbled beneath her. Her biggest fear ripped the little breath that her lungs had managed to grasp. That fear, would it hurt when she died? Her lungs struggled to inhale the oxygen she needed. They wheezed pathetically. The combination of running, something she didn’t do, the fear and…running, yes, she’d already thought of this, made sure her lungs didn’t function properly. She hissed as a sharp pain tightened in her ribs. She wasn’t fit, she never exercised which was ironic really, the only time she ever runs in her life is when it makes the difference between life and death. Although she was sure most people would run at those moments.

   The night was silent other than the pounding of their feet and her harsh, panicked breath. She tried rather unsuccessfully to wheeze in enough oxygen to keep going. She pushed past the burning frenzy that was alight in her chest and her legs, and dug her feet into the ground. It was hard enough that chunks of dirt broke free, it helped to push her body further, she was, for once, thankful the night was freezing cold. Sludge would have made this a million times harder.

   Why was the person chasing her being so silent? She had expected curses or name calling, that she could feed off. She knew that they would push her further, faster but this silence made it more daunting, more terrifying, if that was possible, especially when someone was hunting you with only one thing on their mind. To kill.

   She gasped, sucking cold air into her stalling lungs and realised that the somewhat blurred line that separated life and death was, at this precise moment, nonexistent. She felt the great big wallop up the side of her head as the thought became more real. One minute you lived, breathed, laughed…loved, the next minute you were greeted by eternal blackness. Was there something after this life? Would she see the ones she loved again or was this it? Why had she never given this much thought before now? She knew the answer even as her head asked the question, seventeen year olds didn’t usually give death much thought. With a full life ahead of them, why should they worry about death?

   Regret, a huge ball of it formed and tightened in the pit of her stomach. She desperately hoped she would see them again because she didn’t want eternal blackness. She couldn’t handle the possibility that the last time she’d seen the ones she loved was actually thelast time. She hadn’t really said her goodbyes, she’d sat on the sofa, numb with shock, believing this wasn’t happening.

   Her fate was laid out in front of her, one never had the opportunity to see this fate. It wasn’t exactly sat on a pretty silver platter but it was here, banging on the door whilst grinning menacingly at her meek attempt to escape.

    Was her name on some list along with the method of her death? Or was it like a sick sort of lucky dip; run over by a bus, stabbed or shot. Did the boss of fate make sure there was a set date, a set time for you to die? If her name was on some sort of stupid death list what could she do other than tell it to take a good long jump off a cliff because she wasn’t ready?  A person could change their fate, right? Well, she hoped so, otherwise what would be the point of all of this? They would all die and it wouldn’t change anything, it would add nothing. That was the worst kind of death in her opinion, one that lacked a reason, a purpose. Not that death as a whole was acceptable. It wasn’t.