Haunted Halloween Hop – Beyond The Darkness – Simon Brewer – Review

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As Halloween was getting closer, I wanted to incorporate a themed post into my blog. One of my blogger friends Jess from ReadingWithJessica came up with the fantastic idea of a Haunted Halloween Hop. There are ten of us participating and each of us will be bringing you a spooky themed post, from October 22nd to October 31st!

If you’d like to follow along with the blog hop, then check out the schedule down below.

Oct 22nd – Paige from Books and Belle.
Oct 23rd – Linda from Linda’s Little Library.
Oct 24th – Danielle from The Introverted Book Nerd.
Oct 25th – Jessica from Reading With Jessica.
Oct 26th – Kris from Boston Book Reader.
Oct 27th – Fernanda from The Wanderlust Reader.
Oct 28th – Diana from The Bookish Sisters.
Oct 29th – Sarah from Book Hooked Nook.
Oct 30th – Nicole from Boundless Bookaholic.
Oct 31th – Maggie from The Caramal Files.


Book logoSynopsis

Four original, gothic parables about cursed individuals who venture beyond death. The stories are:
1. A Bard’s Tale When Anya the Bard’s husband dies, she seeks out a way to bring him back from the dead. A mysterious man, Wilfred Von Wilhelm, a Doctor of Somnambulism offers his assistance in resurrecting the deceased. Soon however Anya realises that she may have made a grave mistake. Is the resurrected the man she remembers and what is the Doctor’s true motive for helping her?
2. The Testament of Prisoner X Able seaman Imran Mehmood witnesses his crewmates killed by an evil temptress. He is seduced by the Siren and taken back to her ancestral home. There Imran is bound to her, body and soul and opens his heart to the evil darkness. Can he escape her – does he really want to?
3. A Song of Human Nature Mother Nature resides in judgement over the earth walkers. That is when Caesare falls into her care. As he grows into a man he is tasked with proving that the humans deserve a place in the world. Yet Caesare is inflicted with an evil curse by the spirit of the Wolf King. Can he escape the monster inside and prove to Mother that the earth walkers are worthy of life?
4. The Fable – Part One. The Tale of two Brothers Twin boys are born to the King and Queen of Ortusland but with their arrival a prophecy is foretold. One brother will kill the other. The first brother, Alaric is enslaved and taken to the Netherworld where he lives a life of torture and cannibalism. The second brother, Basileus must make corrupting decisions and great burdensome sacrifices. The question is, which brother is good and which one is evil and will the prophecy come true?

Book logoMy Rating

A gruesome collection of stories, sure to give you a fright (or nightmare).

Book logoMy Thoughts

Since my blog is all about my love of books, I thought it was fitting to review a horror themed book for the blog hop. Simon Brewer contacted me to review his debut novel Beyond The Darkness and I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by this book.

Short stories isn’t my usual bag, but the synopsis of this one intrigued me and for the most part it was very enjoyable to read.

The first story, A Bard’s Tale, was the perfect way to begin. It sucked me in instantly with quick horrific events and kept me captivated until the end. I felt such sympathy for Anya and understood the reasons behind what she did. It was so heart wrenching to read and really pulled on my emotions. I understood her desperation and also her need to put things right. It was the shortest story but one of the most enjoyable!

The Testament of Prisoner X is my favourite. Three times the size of the first but just as ghastly. Imran witnesses his crew mates being gruesomely slaughtered by the Siren and is then seduced by her and becomes her slave. Besotted by her beauty and lulled into a sense of madness, he brings her other men, to which she sucks the life from, literally. I was so absorbed into the story and wanted to see what would become of Imran and whether he would escape the Siren’s clutches.

Now this is where the book kind of deflated for me. The third story is set out as a poem and I’m not a huge fan of poems at all. I did read it because the story was interesting and it was written in a way that I could easily interpret. I think I got the jist of the meaning behind it, which was very deep, but poems are just not my cup of tea.

The final story fell a little flat for me, I found myself skimming it here and there which is not what I wanted! I found it just a bit too detailed and would have been happier with it being shorter, it just dragged on a bit. I was really curious about the story, but I couldn’t fully take it in.

Overall I did enjoy a great deal of the book and Simon wrote it superbly. Each story was incredibly different, but all as horrific as the last.


*I would like to thank Simon Brewer for sending the book my way in return for an honest review*

Find the book on Goodreads and find out about the author Simon Brewer.



The Beautiful Ones – Silvia Moreno Garcia – Arc Review & Excerpt

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Book logoSynopsis

Antonina Beaulieu is in the glittering city of Loisail for her first Grand Season, where she will attend balls and mingle among high society in hopes of landing a suitable husband. But Antonina is telekinetic, and strange events in her past have made her the subject of malicious gossip and hardly a sought-after bride. Now, under the tutelage of her cousin’s wife, she is finally ready to shed the past and learn the proper ways of society.

But Antonina, who prefers her family’s country home to the glamorous ballrooms of the wealthy, finds it increasingly difficult to conform to society’s ideals for women, especially when she falls under the spell of the dazzling telekinetic performer Hector Auvray. As their romance blossoms, and he teaches her how to hone and control her telekinetic gift, she can’t help but feel a marriage proposal is imminent. Little does Antonina know that Hector and those closest to her are hiding a devastating secret that will crush her world and force her to confront who she really is and what she’s willing to sacrifice.

Book logoMy Rating

A sumptuous nineteenth century read, full of melodrama, misplaced love and heartbreak.

Book logoMy Thoughts

This book isn’t my usual type of read. Unless it’s Shakespeare, I’m not that into historically themed books. I find many different time periods quite interesting, but they can be tedious to read, especially if they’re written poorly. This wasn’t the case with The Beautiful Ones, it was written beautifully, conforming to the time periods style of writing but also discernible.

The Beautiful Ones appears to be set in nineteenth century France, with stunning world building and elegant writing. What intrigued me most about this book was the hint of magic that was involved, this is what influenced me to request it. I enjoyed learning about the telekinetic powers that both Hector and Nina possessed, but it wasn’t enough for me personally. I expected there to be more action involving the powers, but they were merely a snippet of the book, so I was a little disappointed with that.

The book concentrated more on the relationships and romantic side of the story. I am an avid romance fan, so while this pleased me, I didn’t expect the book to be fixated on it and wanted a bit more oomph to the story.

The main three characters were particularly diverse. Nina is such a sweet girl and I was fond of reading her side of the story the most. She is a country girl at heart and doesn’t relish the life of a prim and proper lady, I found her refreshing! I have mixed feelings about Hector, although he is a gentleman, I don’t like the intentions behind his relationship with Nina and wanted to smack him profusely at the beginning! He does however have his reasons, which involves heartbreak, so I do sympathize. Valerie is one of the most vile characters I have ever had the misfortune to read about. She is a vain, malicious, corrupt little worm and should be eradicated from the world! I haven’t despised a character so much in a very long time, bravo Silvia for creating such a superbly wicked creature.

If you know me, then you are aware of my absolute HATE for love triangles! However this is what made the story tick, I despised it but I also couldn’t stop reading it. There is even a square at some point which just irritated me all the more. I don’t like triangles, or squares and don’t get me started on pentagons, just abolish the shapes ok?!

Don’t get me wrong, I did very much enjoy this book! I read it in a day which says a lot, but it was missing that spark, the life force that just didn’t seep through the pages for me. If you enjoy historically themed romance books with just a hint of magic, then you’ll really appreciate what The Beautiful Ones has to offer.


*I want to thank Thomas Dunne Books and Netgalley for sending the book my way in return for an honest review*

Find the book on Goodreads and find out about the author Silvia Moreno Garcia.

WAIT! If you liked the sound of The Beautiful Ones, then keep reading for an excerpt of Chapter one!

Chapter 1
Hector was like a castaway who had washed up on a room of velvet
curtains and marble floors. The revelers might as well have been wild
animals ready to tear off a chunk of his flesh.
He felt utterly lost, alien and alone.
As Hector watched from a corner of the room, ladies and gentlemen
partnered to dance, women fanned themselves and smiled, and men
greeted each other with a tilt of the head.
He had attended many glittering balls, but none in this city. He knew
no one here except for Étienne and Luc, and he was waiting with breathless
expectation for the arrival of Valérie Beaulieu.
The first thing he’d done upon disembarking was to make discreet
inquiries about the whereabouts of the lady. He was glad to discover she
was in Loisail and, moreover, that she would be at the ball thrown by
the De Villiers. He had no direct connection to the De Villiers—or
hardly anyone else in Loisail, for that matter, having spent the past ten
years abroad—but he did know Étienne Lémy, who was able to secure
him an invitation.
Hector had dressed according to the weight of the occasion in a new
double-breasted black dress coat, white shirt, and a white bow tie. White
gloves and mother-of-pearl studs completed the ensemble. In his
excitement, he arrived unfashionably early, not wishing to miss Valérie,
and after greeting his host had positioned himself strategically so that he
could watch every elegant guest who entered the vast ballroom. But Hector
had not been long at his post when he heard a couple of ladies commenting
that Mrs. Beaulieu had been taken ill and would not be in attendance,
which came as a shock to the women since Valérie Beaulieu’s missing
the opening of the season seemed unthinkable.
All his plans in tatters, the whole reason for his attendance at the ball
suddenly vanishing, Hector did not know what to do with himself. Unable
to stand the music and the noise, he escaped to the library, which
was gloriously empty, its furniture decorated with a profusion of brass
inlays, the bookcases primly protected with glass doors. The only reasonable
course of action at this point was to wait there until he could
perform a proper exit without seeming rude. He could not possibly retire
until nine o’clock.
Hector consulted his watch, and after deliberating, he decided he’d
brush up on his history. He wound up flipping through the pages of a
book without touching them, having dragged a chair closer to him with
a motion of his left hand, his talent at work. He did not read a single line,
too troubled by thoughts of Valérie Beaulieu to make heads or tails of the
When they last saw each other, they’d both been nineteen, nothing
but children, really. But he’d loved her. She had been beautiful, sophisticated,
captivating. A perverse part of him hoped that time had somewhat
washed away the colors from her face, but in his heart he knew
this was impossible and that Valérie Beaulieu must remain as he remembered
her: the most devastating woman in the room.
And he would not be seeing her that night.
The clock on the wall struck nine and the door opened. In walked a
young woman in a blue pastel silk and velvet dress with appliquéd flowers
along the bodice and skirt, the sleeves rather puffed out, as was in
She closed the door, taking several steps into the room before she
raised her head and caught sight of him. “Sir,” she said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t
realize there was anybody here.”
“It’s no matter,” he replied, closing the book with his hands rather
than with his mind; he reserved displays of his talent for the stage. He
did not add anything else. He was hardly in the mood for polite conversation.
The De Villiers prided themselves on attracting the cream of the
crop to their functions—the Beautiful Ones, rather than the New People.
The barons of barely minted empires of telegraph wires and fresh steel
could socialize elsewhere. Hector had been offered an invitation, proof
of Étienne’s charm and his connections, but he knew he was, at best, a
novelty for these aristocrats; at worst, an intruder. He did not wish to
befriend any of them and threw the young woman a frosty look. The
girl did not take his cue.
She looked at him carefully, her lips curving into a smile as she moved
closer. “I know you. You are Hector Auvray.”
“Pardon me, were we introduced?” he asked, frowning. He was sure
he had not seen this girl before. He had been presented to the hosts,
and Étienne had pointed out a few people, but not her.
“I recognize your face from the posters around town. You are performing
at the Royal. Phantasmagoric: Feats of Wonder, isn’t it? I was hoping
to meet you,” she said.
“Oh?” he replied, a noncommittal sound, even if his interest had been
piqued. Few aristocrats would admit to knowing the name of a vulgar
entertainer. Instead, they nodded their heads politely and either assumed
or pretended he was a slightly more elevated type of person.
“What were you reading?” she asked, pointing at the book he was
clutching between his hands.
“History. Miss—”
“Nina,” she said, stretching out her hand. “Antonina, really, but I
rather hate it. I’m named after a witch of a great-aunt, the most awful
wretch who ever lived. Well, not quite, but I resent the association, and
therefore it is Nina.”
“Hector, though you already know that part.” He shook her hand.
“It’s probably best if we exit this room now. A bachelor such as myself,
a young lady such as yourself—we wouldn’t want to cause a scandal.”
Truly, he wanted only to get rid of her and could not have cared what
anyone thought. If the girl wished to walk around the house without an
escort, then let it be. He had come to speak to one woman and one
woman alone. If she was not there, then Hector would wallow in his
velvet misery.
“I can’t possibly leave now,” she replied.
“Why not?” he asked, annoyed.
She did not notice his tone of voice or did not care. Instead, she took
off the dance card dangling by her wrist and held it up for him to look at.
“If I go out there now, Didier Dompierre is going to ask me for a
dance, and if you’d ever danced with Didier, you would know he is the
most terrible dancer. I have been told he’ll put his name down for two
dances, and you must be aware a lady cannot refuse a dance from a
gentleman. It would be uncivil.”
Hector did not understand why a man might want to corral this particular
girl for two dances in a row. She was not an enviable beauty—
somewhat run-of-the-mill, to be frank—and her square jaw, black hair, and
thin lips were rather unstylish. She possessed eyes of a pretty shade of
hazel, though, and her dress was very fine; perhaps that was enough for
a young chap with poor dance skills such as this Didier Dompierre.
“Then your thought is to spend the rest of the evening here, avoiding
“Not the rest of the evening, but, say, a half an hour, and by then he
will have found some other girl he can stomp on,” she replied, sitting in
the chair in front of him and stretching her legs.
“This does not seem the best-conceived plan.”
“It is a plan, which is what matters. Whom are you hiding from?”
she asked. If she were another woman, this might have been mistaken
for an attempt at flirting. Valérie would have taken the opportunity to
lace her voice with honey, but the girl was plain and spoke plainly.
“I am not hiding from anyone,” he said.
“Do you make it a habit to go to balls, then, and creep into the library
to brush up on your history?”
“Do you talk to all men in this manner?” he replied, growing more
curious than irritated.
She toyed with her dance card, putting it again on her wrist, and gave
him a mortified look. “I apologize. This is only the second dance I’ve
attended, and I can see it will end catastrophically already.”
“This is the second party of the De Villiers’ you’ve attended?” he
“The second party in the city I’ve ever attended, and this is the beginning
of the Grand Season, the true test of a lady’s mettle. You must
not think me a complete fool. I went to a couple of dances in Monti-
pouret, but it was different. Small affairs. Loisail is large and there are
many people and the rules are dif­ferent.”
He was talking to a country girl, for clearly the designation of
“woman” would have been misplaced on her. Worse than that, a country
rube. But Hector could not help but feel more sympathy than
distaste. He had, after all, been a country nothing at one time and less
polished than this girl.
He smiled despite himself, to assuage her. “No doubt you’ll learn
them soon. You seem quick-witted.”
“Thank you,” she replied, appearing rather pleased with his words.
She looked at him curiously and another smile crossed her face. “I
must confess, I know more about you than your name from looking at
the posters. I read about you in The Gazette for Physical Research. Alexander
Nicolay has been investigating your telekinetic abilities.”
“Are you a fan of The Gazette?” he asked, surprised that she’d be informed
about Nicolay’s research. He’d bumped into the man a couple of
years back. He was attempting to measure and classify all psychokinetic
talents and convinced Hector to let him take his pulse while he manipulated
objects with the force of his mind. It was the sort of thing people
did not think to bring up in casual conversation.
“Not particularly. But I am interested in the phenomena. They say
you are one of the great psychokinetics of our era.”
“I’m a decent performer,” he replied.
“Modest, too.”
She was a curious girl, and now he reassessed her again. Not an aristocrat
and not a country rube and—what exactly? He didn’t like it when
he couldn’t classify people.
He gestured toward the door. “Shall I escort you to the ballroom?”
She looked down at her dance card, carefully running her fingers
around its edge. “Yes. If you feel inclined, you might partner with me
for a dance. I would be really thankful. I was not exaggerating when I
said Didier Dompierre is the worst dancer you’ve ever seen. Is that a terrible
request? It’s not, is it?”
He was somewhat amused by the question and her tone of voice, and
though the girl’s nervous energy at first did not sit too well with him, he
had to admit he felt a bit relieved by her intrusion. He was full to bursting
with thoughts of Valérie and could do with a few minutes more of
light chatter. It would also satisfy the practical necessity of actually showing
himself at the ball, which he ought to do at one point. He could not
spend every single minute in the library. He could wallow later, in the
privacy of his apartment.
“One dance.”
She took his arm before he offered it to her as they exited the library,
which was presumptuous.
The owners of the house had placed mirrors on the walls of the corridor
that led to the ballroom, an ostentatious touch, but this was a new
trend that was sweeping the capital and soon the nation. Whatever took
the fancy of Loisail would take the fancy of the whole of Levrene; this
was a known fact.
The ballroom was huge, with tall gilded mirrors reflecting the attendees,
magnifying the space: the party seemed to go on forever. Above them
hung monstrous chandeliers that sparkled with all their might, and all
around them there were ladies with their shoulders bare, in their fine silks,
while the gentlemen stood sober and proud, creating a glorious rainbow
of colors, from the restrained browns of the matriarchs to the pale
pinks of the unmarried women.
Hector carefully took hold of Antonina’s hand and they joined the
dance. He did not consider himself an excellent dancer, though he could
manage. His partner fared poorly, but gave the feeling of being entertained.
“Do you know Loisail well, Mr. Auvray? Or is this your first time
here? It wouldn’t be, would it?”
“I don’t know it well, no. I’ve spent only a few days in Loisail before
my move here.”
“How do you find it? Is it dif­ferent from the cities where you’ve
lived?” she asked.
He thought of the myriad countries and stages where he’d toured.
To be back in his country of birth, in Levrene, was to be back home,
though not due to a quirk of geography but because this was where Valérie
resided. Here, in Loisail, even if she was hidden away at this moment.
She existed and colored the city for him, lit it brighter than the elegant
iron lampposts.
“Interesting. I have yet to form a strong opinion of it,” he said politely.
“Then you intend to remain for a while?”
“I will be performing for a few months here, yes. As to whether I
intend to make it my permanent base of operations, we shall see. And
He did not expect her to launch into a complete and honest answer.
A touch of coquetry, the outline of a smile, those would have been suitable.
This had been Valérie’s way.
The girl clutched his hand excitedly. “I’ll most definitely be here
until the summer. I am spending all of the spring with my cousin. My
mother thinks a time in the city would do me good. Where are you lodging?
My cousin’s house is in Saint Illare.”
“I think you’ve asked another bold question,” he informed her.
“Is it, really?”
Her words were candid and he found himself amused by the naivety.
Rather than schooling her with a scowl and a clipped yes, which normally
suited him magnificently, he gave her a proper answer.
“To the east. Boniface. Not as smart as your cousin’s house, I would
wager,” he said.
“Boniface. Is that so you can remain near the theater?”
“I’m sure it’s smart enough. Boniface.”
As the dance ended, a young man moved in their direction, his eyes
on Antonina. Hector was going to incline his head and release the girl,
but on contemplating the look of pure panic that crossed her face, he did
his best to suppress a chuckle and instead asked her for a second dance.
She accepted and told him the man who had been moving toward them
was poor Didier. In the end, he danced a total of three dances with Nina,
but since two of the three were lively stevkas, they did not speak more
than a few words.
After he had thanked her for the dances and strolled away, Étienne
Lémy and his little brother, Luc, wandered over. Étienne was Hector’s age
and Luc a handful of years younger, though looking at them, people always
swore they were twins, so alike were they, both possessing the same
blond hair and stylish mustache. They furthered the illusion that evening
by wearing matching gray vests.
“There you are, you devil. I couldn’t find you anywhere,” Étienne
said, clasping his shoulder. “For a moment I thought you’d left.”


Blog Tour – Heart Of Mist – Helen Scheuerer – Review

I’m unbelievably excited to be part of the Heart Of Mist blog tour guys! I spotted the book circulating Twitter weeks ago and it immediately grabbed my attention. Some of my blogger friends have also reviewed it and I just loved the sound of it. I rapidly followed the author, Helen, and kept my eyes peeled for any news. So when Shealea of ThatBookshelfBitch posted about the blog tour, I HAD to sign up and yay I got accepted (squeal of joy)!

You can check out Shealea’s launch post for the blog tour – 10 reasons to pick up Heart Of Mist.

Onto the main event, my review!

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Book logoSynopsis

In a realm where toxic mist sweeps the lands and magic is forbidden, all Bleak wants is a cure for her power.

Still grieving the death of her guardian and dangerously self-medicating with alcohol, Bleak is snatched from her home by the Commander of the King’s Army, and summoned to the capital.

But the king isn’t the only one interested in Bleak’s powers.

The leader of an infamous society of warriors, the Valia Kindred, lays claim to her as well, and Bleak finds herself in the middle of a much bigger battle than she anticipated.

Heart of Mist is the gripping first book in The Oremere Chronicles, a fantasy series of epic proportions.

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A flawed heroine, a diverse cast of characters, a classic fantasy tale with a twist.

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Number one – The book cover is beautiful! It’s incredibly simple, but so classy and striking. Number two – THIS BOOK IS AWESOME YOU GUYS!!!

I went into the book with an open mind and a hopeful heart. Let me tell you it did not disappoint. I thought I’d get a start reading it during a rare half hour spare, I ended up reading it in-between doing housework and caring for my daughter. I could not put it down! There wasn’t too much action in the beginning. but I was still incredibly hooked into the world building and learning Bleak’s story.

Bleak is a new kind of character for me. She isn’t your typical perfectly proportioned and remarkably talented MC. She’s a common ‘gutter rat’ as she’s referred to often in the book and a raging drunk most of the time. She tries to escape her magical gift by consuming a sh*t ton of booze on the daily and survives on moldy crusts of bread. I love that she’s a uniquely flawed character and probably relatable to many people (you know, except for the magic of course).

Bleak embarks on a huge adventure in this story, both literally and within herself. She’s arrested and summoned to the king almost immediately and is harassed by certain soldiers and just down right treated badly! She’s very stubborn and angry and I honestly can’t blame her for all she’s been through.

She is then captured (I use that word very lightly) by the Valia Kindred, a group of strong females who can fight and generally kick the crap out of anyone who bothers them, girl power indeed! Henri is the leader of this clan and a very strong willed, don’t piss me off, kind of character. I didn’t like Henri too much to begin with, but she definitely grew on me as the story went on and you learn a lot about her past.

There is a bit of f/f romance in this, which I didn’t anticipate but loved a lot. I expected one surrounding Bleak, but it doesn’t really come to fruition which I was a little disappointed by (me being a hopeless romantic) but I hope to see that evolve in the next book!

Dash is my favourite character, he’s a ten year old stable boy and best friends with the princess, Olena. Dash wants to be more than the stable master’s son and dreams of becoming a knight and looks up to Captain Fiore (swooon) and Commander Swinton a whole lot. Dash learns a very big secret and I feel so sorry for the lad, he has no one to tell, not even Olena and is confused by the whole situation!

There are about five different points of view in this book, which usually I wouldn’t get on with, but it didn’t confuse me at all and added some much needed information to the story. Most characters were very well developed with distinct personalities, which is highly appreciated!

There are lot’s of huge secrets and hidden magic in the book and I’m extremely excited to find out what happens next!

Also – Fioreee (gasp, swoon, wink)


*I’d like to thank Helen and Shealea for sending the book my way in return for an honest review*

WAIT!! We’re not done yet – If you’d love to read Heart Of Mist yourself, then you can enter the giveaway to win – A finished copy of Heart Of Mist, three bonus prequels and a Heart Of Mist map! To enter follow the link HERE – The winner will be announced on 30th October (Monday) via Shealea’s blog ThatBookShelfBitch.

Find the book on Amazon and Goodreads and find out about the author Helen Scheuerer.

Shealea is hosting a #MistPH Twitter chat on 27th October (Friday) 9AM Philippines/ 9PM EST, where we will be talking all things Heart Of Mist and running an extra giveaway! Please join us!

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The Fall Book Tag


If you’ve seen my previous blog post, you will know I adore all that is fall (see what I did there ;)) so The Fall Book Tag is perfect for me and this time of year. My good friend Danielle tagged me in this one, thank you lovely! If you don’t already follow her then you’re missing out! Her blog is simply gorgeous and she writes the BEST reviews!

This tag was originally created by the BionicBookWorm and all of the beautiful photo credit goes to her!

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Odd & True

Odd & True by Cat Winters. This book was so different for me. One of the main character’s is disabled, which is not often seen in YA and I personally have never seen it. The plot was incredible and the situations that you’re faced with are traumatic to say the least. I’ve never read anything like it!

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A Court Of Mist & Fury by Sarah J.Maas. I devoured the first book in this series and bought ACOMAF within days. This second book was EPIC, it totally outshone the first and the ending not only had me crying but utterly blew me away!

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When Dimple Met Rishi

When Dimple Met Rishi by Sandhya Menon. This is such a feel good story, it’s very cute and very light hearted. It definitely gave me the warm and fuzzy’s!

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Ink by Alice Broadway. I bought Ink many months ago and still haven’t read it (in my defense new shiny books were released and I NEEDED them!). The cover is gorgeous, it’s a very shiny orange/bronze, beautifully Autumnal!

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Fireblood by Elly Blake. Fireblood was definitely non-stop with the amount of training she goes through and the story itself is full of jaw dropping action!

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Ally by Anna Banks. I’ve craved this book ever since I read Nemesis and found out there would be a sequel! It just released this month and I’m currently scouring websites in search of a hardback copy, to accompany my Nemesis!




Sublime Karma – Peyton Garver – Review

Sublime Karma

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When Brie’s stepfather moves the family for what he calls a new beginning, it’s not the new beginning the beautiful, yet guarded, senior would have hoped for. Brie is instantly targeted by jealous girls at her new school, and the only available seat on her bus is next to the school’s star wide receiver, Jake, who for some reason, finds her offensive. After a humiliating article and picture of Brie is posted in the online school journal, a demon she thought she’d overcome resurfaces, and her life unravels. A newly compassionate Jake has finally taken an interest in her, but can Brie learn to trust her heart, or will she miss out on the best thing that ever happened to her?

Jake has his own secrets and has built his own walls, but eventually his curiosity about the new girl gets the best of him. Unfortunately, now there is competition: the captain of her cross-country team. Jake’s romantic histories with the girl next door and the school’s queen bee, adds tension to a simmering tempest when all he wants is Brie. Is he strong enough to help the one he loves weave sense into her crumbling new reality while overcoming his own tainted past?

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Warning – Contains self-harm, suicide and domestic abuse. If you are easily triggered please be aware.

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Where do I begin with Sublime Karma, ugh, guys this is a tricky one to review. To start with I have to say that I did in fact enjoy it, but I have some issues with it that can’t be glossed over.

Our main character is Brie – I’m not a hundred percent sure how I feel about her. I can completely relate to her personal health issues, the author did very well in depicting the real emotions that mental health causes and I appreciate that so much! It’s not always easy to portray in a book but it was done brilliantly.

Here’s where we go down hill. Brie is obviously quite a fragile person, but the decisions she made were so unrealistic! I didn’t know whether she was coming or going and for a supposedly timid girl, she was rather outgoing and flirty with almost every guy!

I had a real problem with Jake too. I didn’t like him, at all. He came across as such an a**hole the majority of the time. I just couldn’t take his feelings for Brie seriously, especially since he eyed up every girl who came into view.

The relationship was nothing short of chaotic. They were backwards and forwards constantly, always getting the wrong end of the stick in situations with other guys or girls. I rolled my eyes frequently and found some scenes very cringe worthy.

I felt like parts of the story were very rushed and didn’t have enough depth. There definitely needed to be more of a narrative, as I was left confused quite a lot. Some events are spoken about, but you don’t get to see it happen in the period it was supposed to have happened! They were staged off script and I had to check I’d not missed a chapter! Certain situations either weren’t explained enough or too much, there was no happy in between.

The story overall was interesting and did keep me hooked enough to finish it. There were scenes that were very sweet and gushy, which I really liked, it just had something missing for me.


*I’d like to thank Peyton for sending the book my way in return for an honest review*

Peyton Garver

Falling For Fall – Tag

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Autumn has to be my favourite time of year. The early nights start creeping in and the air is cool and crisp. When I saw Britt was doing this tag, I had to wave my arm frantically and shout ‘pick me pick me’! Like the lovely friend she is she tagged me and I’m so excited to get started!

The tag was originally created by the wonderful Megan and I’m so glad that she did, so that crazy Autumn obsessed people like me can take part!

Q1: What is your favourite fall scent?
Oooh tricky very tricky – I honestly just love the smell of the Autumn air. It’s so crisp and refreshing, it literally smells of Autumn. I am partial to a toasted marshmallow candle though!

Q2: Do you prefer apple stuff or pumpkin stuff?
Um I don’t really like either! I’m not a fan of pumpkins at all. Yeah they look cute all carved and lit up but the smell is enough to keep me away, or gag! Apples again not a huge fan, but there are SOME apple scented things that are ok, I suppose.

Q3: What is the one thing that you look forward to every single fall?
Jumpers! I just love being warm and cosy in a nice oversized jumper. I buy dozens of jumpers and cardigans in the Autumn/Winter seasons! It’s so sad for me when spring pops up its fuzzy little head! I also love Halloween and Bonfire night.

Q4: How do you like to spend the more chilly/cloudy days in fall? 
In front of the fire, with a blanket and hot chocolate, watching a film whilst the rain pours outside. Chuck a chinese takeaway in and I’m yours!

Q5: Which do you prefer: Halloween or Thanksgiving?
We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving in the UK, so Halloween. I really enjoy Halloween, I rummage through my cobwebs and stick up the fake spiders all around the house. Helping my son with his costume and trick or treating is the highlight!

Q6: What is the one way you embrace the fall season?
I so enjoy scouting the shops for new seasonal decorations. Like a copper pumpkin tea light holder or a Halloween wreath! I also start burning Autumnal candles that graduate to Christmas ones.

Q7: What photo’s would you like to take this fall? 
I’d love a photo of my kids together, bundled in their coats and scarves, playing in a pile of leaves! I also like photographing the local forests and rainy days.

Q8: Favourite childhood memory from this season?
My best memory is probably going out after school with my mum to the local pub car park. They used to light a massive bonfire every year and hold a firework display. We’d have sparklers, chocolate covered apples and pie with mushy peas from the chip shop!

Q9: What is your favourite trend (fashion, makeup, etc) so far this season? 
I honestly don’t follow trends. If I like the look of something then I’ll wear it, I’m just me. I do love the darker lipsticks for Autumn, burgundy’s and purple’s! I always bring out the boots too and more than likely buy three new pairs! Oopsie.

Q10: Describe what the fall weather really looks like where you live? 
The leaves are starting to fall here, so the streets are scattered with them. The poor trees are looking very naked and grey. It’s raining right now and very windy, I can hear the gale coming down the chimney. I recently bought new coats for us all as it’s getting cooler, currently 13 degrees.

I thoroughly enjoyed this one, it’s so nice to share my love of Autumn with you all!

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The Dark Unseen – Andrew C. Jaxson – Novella Review

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Book logoSynopsis

Hud and his friends are camping in the mountains to celebrate finally finishing school. But something lurks in the darkness, something Hud has encountered before and can’t quite remember. Before this night is over, his whole world will shatter, and a powerful evil will reveal itself.

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Hair raising terror, evil dark shadows and a boy’s entire world shattered to pieces.

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I’ve feeling following Andrew on social media since I started my blog. I love creepy horror books and The Dark Unseen sounded so good. So when he sent out an email looking for advanced readers, I jumped at the chance to join – literally I was ECSTATIC when I saw the email and bounced around the room! Happily I joined the team and just received the prequel this morning.

The first thing I want to note is how ominous the cover is. It fits the book to a tee and is so eerily dark, I just love it!

The book opens up with Hudson and his friends, Daniel and Rebekah, camped out in the woods celebrating the end of school. It’s pretty innocent to begin with, some lighthearted banter and toasting marshmallows (you get the gist) but things soon take a dark turn very quickly and sh*t really hits the fan!

Hudson know’s something isn’t quite right and he struggles to recall the memory he’s been trying to push away for many years. Bit by bit it creeps back into his mind, like a black tendril itching to be awoken.

When he realizes what’s happening, it’s too late to escape. This isn’t a nightmare that he can wake from, he’s truly living it. The darkness has found him and it will do anything to eat him alive.

The atmosphere was incredibly eerie and I was scared to read the next page. I was on the edge of my seat constantly, waiting for something bad to happen! It was so tense and unnerving, but I couldn’t put the book down until I reached the finish line.

Guys, if you enjoy being scared out of your mind and want to be pulled into a world of darkness, then I HIGHLY recommend you add this to your TBR list!

The Dark Unseen is a short prequel to The Fire Unseen, Andrew’s debut novel which will be released in November. You can get the prequel FREE on October 13th (thumbs up for Friday the 13th release) by signing up to Andrew’s newsletter here http://andrewjaxson.com/.


*I’d like to thank Andrew for sending the book my way in return for an honest review*

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