Social Distancing

Social Distancing has its definite drawbacks, but it’s best to try and find the positive. It is giving families more time together. A time for parents to re-bond with their ever-growing children. Maybe just a time to rethink your direction in life. Or get in some much needed relaxation time.

For some it is more stressful. Many have gotten laid off. Unemployment is at an all time high. But at least the government is trying to expedite everyone getting this. I know for some that isn’t much of a relief. All I can say is, “Don’t stress over things you cannot change.”

For me, I always held a great respect for teachers, but now that’s grown immensely. I can honestly say we’ve grown as a family. My children spend more quality time working together instead of fighting. It reminds me that the little things in life are important.

Anyway, I ramble sometimes.

I wanted to let all of you know that we will be adding in some extra promos throughout the next couple months. We get so many requests for reviews every day and never have enough time to get to them all. Normally if the synopsis seems like something I would read (if I had time) I’ll promo it. However, I’ll be adding in a few books that are not my normal genres in case any of you may enjoy them. Plus, I always love helping a fellow indie author if I can.

Happy reading! ~ xoxo Jenn

 

PROMO: Finding Your Voice: A Path to Recovery for Survivors of Abuse by Mannette Morgan

Self-Help (Sexual Abuse/Abuse Self-Help) – 275 Pages

This is a subject near and dear to my heart and it’s usually one that goes undiscussed by many. Don’t hide away in the shadows. Find your voice. Find yourself. And if starting with a book is your way to do that, then here is an excellent way to begin. ~Jennifer

“An excellent book which can help not only survivors of abuse, but all women who are feeling like victims.”
– Library Journal

About the Book:

Finding Your Voice is a personal, comprehensive guide for survivors of abuse making the journey toward healing. Led by an author who has walked the path for more than three decades, readers will find encouragement and hope as they move step-by-step to a place of recovery.

Part memoir, part blueprint for recovery, Finding Your Voice uses a mix of personal anecdotes, accumulated knowledge, expert techniques and good, common sense to help readers navigate a new path in the aftermath of abuse.

With clear instructions and insightful examples, the author leads readers through the five stages of healing— while teaching them how to improve and strengthen their relationships – built upon the foundation of years of self-help work, therapy, and reflection, and the author’s own transformative approach to healing.

Recognize abuse Embrace the Big 3- Self acceptance, love and self-respect Understand how your behaviors are the key to lasting change Learn how to manifest your true desire Discover the joy you deserve by applying the “Happy Booster.”

The healing journey takes time and patience. The mix of empathy, practicality and encouragement running throughout Finding Your Voice provides the ideal guide for that journey.

A workbook is available as a companion to Finding Your Voice.

*As always, by clicking on the above cover it will bring you to the Amazon purchase page.

PROMO: This Time (Nadira Holden, Demon Hunter #1) by Azaaa Davis

Urban Fantasy, Paranormal, New Adult – 250 Pages

About the Book:

Legendary demon hunter Nadira Holden paid the ultimate price to end the war between demons and hunters.

Resurrected in present-day New York, many years have passed, everyone moved on without her, and the demons she once battled have made peace with humans. Nadira no longer has a purpose here. Dying again might be her ticket back to that “next life” she experienced.

Except humans are disappearing, and Nadira’s father is one of the missing. Feeling a strong obligation to find him before sorting out her own fate, she begins investigating.

She won’t rest in peace unless she can prove the demons are behind the disappearances. But Nadira is running out of time. The darkness within her is causing her to lose her humanity while the rest of mankind is on the verge of enslavement to the demons they now worship.

Fight with Nadira in a new urban fantasy series that combines monster-slaying action, family drama, and simmering romance. Experience why not even death can stop her.

Fans of Vampire Hunter Anita Blake, Succubus Georgina Kincaid, Buffy The Vampire Slayer and Vampire Death Dealer Selene are possessed and eagerly awaiting the next book by fantasy author Azaaa Davis.

Excerpt (on behalf of the author):

Chapter One

NADIRA WOKE UP ENCOMPASSED IN EMPTINESS. It was as if she were in a void with no light or sound to give her a clue about her location. The air was musty, and her throat was scratchy. Nadira coughed.

“Hello?” she croaked, triggering more dry coughing. She cleared her throat and tried again. “Hey! Can anyone hear me?”

Nadira felt a solid surface along her back and behind her head and legs. She understood she was lying somewhere. Nadira tried to touch her surroundings and could barely move her arms before they hit the cushioned ceiling mere inches above her. As she continued to move, her elbows hit the cushioned sides, and her knees hit the ceiling. Feeling surrounded, Nadira realized she was in an enclosed space. Taking a deep breath, she tasted stale air. Some kind of crawlspace or trunk was her best guess.

After a long night of sleep, Nadira expected to feel ready to tackle another day. Summer was the peak of training season, and Nadira was looking forward to a few weeks of scrimmages that would allow her hunters to show off and make her look good as team leader. Instead of feeling refreshed, her body was sore, her head ached, and her stomach was empty. She felt a weakness and discomfort that only happened when she mistakenly slept for far too long. But, what am I doing here?

She tried to keep her breathing even and decided to feel around with her hands for a doorknob or latch. Behind the cushion that surrounded her on all sides, she felt a more solid barrier, like wood. Was someone playing a cruel trick on her? Nadira’s racing mind landed on Melissa—the girl that hated her success in class and on the training mat. Nadira usually ignored her, and all the other annoying cohorts. But, that didn’t stop them from whispering about her and occasionally playing pranks.

“Let me out!” she screamed with all her might. The sound was hoarse, almost a growl. Nadira hit the wooden ceiling as hard as she could. No response. No one ran away in fear or came closer to open this padded, wooden cage. Her breathing was no longer controlled. She practically hissed, her breathing was so rapid and shallow. Breathe deep, Nadira commanded.

This couldn’t be Melissa’s doing. It wasn’t her style. Besides, Melissa was preoccupied lately with Devon, her new boyfriend. One of Melissa’s flaws was that she couldn’t multitask, especial when a guy was involved. After ruling Melissa out, Nadira asked herself if this was a training exercise. Countless times, Nadira and her team experienced grueling trails designed to test a hunter’s lethal effectiveness against monsters. But, she was far beyond her student days of trick interrogations and unexplained battle simulations. At the very least, there would have been some whisper about her team getting tested. Nadira concluded that this couldn’t be a training exercise either.

Her shallow breathing was the only sound she could hear. It caused the air to become hot. Her heart raced again as she considered the awful possibility that an enemy captured her overnight. Although she should, she didn’t remember going to bed last night. Actually, she didn’t remember anything . . . Nadira’s hands started to shake. Cold sweat made the fabric of her nightgown stick. She felt like a disgusting mess. She was never a mess. She was strong and focused. She was a warrior.

Think, Nadira commanded herself. Someone has you trapped in a cold, dark place. For a second, she considered staying put and waiting for a rescue. That second passed quickly. Nadira preferred to rescue herself. She also considered preparing for the next time her enemy came to check in on her. Once, she escaped from a car trunk by fighting her way out when the vehicle stopped. The trick was to listen for your moment, and time it just right. Yet, somehow, she didn’t think she had enough air to wait around for anything other than death.

She was not afraid to die, no demon hunter was, but she wasn’t ready either. It was simply not her time. With that thought, Nadira ripped and tore at the ceiling of her confinement. Self-discipline and skill helped, but her genetic makeup—unique to Children of Orion—gave her the brute strength needed to destroy her cell. Silky cushy fabric gave way to wood. Wood chips, chunks, and splinters finally gave way to solid dirt.

She was panting, already exhausted. She wasn’t sure how many minutes went by, but the solid dirt indicated that she still had a long way to go. She couldn’t see her hands in front of her, but she could feel the cuts and bruises she was inflicting on herself in her effort to escape. Nadira’s hands were bloody and cramping from the repeated motion. She kept digging. Ignoring pain and discomfort was something that all demon hunters were taught. I can do this.

She took a moment to pull her nightgown over her face as a makeshift mask. With her eyes closed, she kept at it. As the hole got bigger, more dirt slid into the box she was in. The weight of the loose soil on her face, chest and upper body was suffocating in its heaviness. She was at the point of no return now that the last of her air was escaping. Yet, Nadira didn’t give in to panic. Focused, she kept digging and pulling herself upward while breathing as best she could with her face covered.

Nadira lost track of time—not that she knew what time it was when she woke up in this nightmare. Her mind was buzzing with a single thought. Survive. Nadira chanted to herself in an endless loop. She got sloppy with her arm movements, with her pulling and wiggling. However long she’d been clawing her way to freedom was too long. She paused, taking a few more shallow breaths through the cloth that was acting as a mask. She wanted to stop, to regain her strength, but she ignored her fatigue. Reaching up yet again, she pulled more dirt down. This time she felt nothing around her fingertips. Finally, there was space!

With renewed determination, Nadira pried and hoisted herself up, kicking her legs as if she was swimming through the soil. Her hands first, then forearms. Next, her head, and lastly her shoulders escaped imprisonment. Immediately, she ripped her nightgown away from her face and took deep breaths of the fresh, crisp air. With a bit of tugging and wiggling, Nadira’s waist, then her hips, her legs, and lastly her feet became unburied. She collapsed next to the hole she crawled out of and looked at the night sky. In the cool wind, fallen leaves rustled gently all around Nadira. She was panting and filthy, covered in dirt from head to toe. But, she was free.

Only when her breathing was back to normal did she move. Sitting up, she was reintroduced to her headache. It forced her to move at an even slower pace. She noticed her hands first. They were a bloody mess. Great. She won’t be holding a weapon anytime soon. The second thing she noticed was the long, soft pink dress she was wearing. It was far from the sports bras and shorts she normally wore to bed. She was filthy, homeless looking, but all in one piece and healthy enough. No time to wonder who changed her clothes, or who bothered to style her dreadlocks—formed by constantly twisting her naturally curly hair until the thick twists became permanent—with white ribbons.

Looking around, she saw that she was in a cemetery. Her sigh of relief was shushed by the wind carrying the sound away. Nadira felt safe for now, knowing she was free and unguarded. Of all the awful ways to kill an enemy, why this horrible yet passive method? To bury someone alive was a sadistic, cowardly and lacking in honor. Only one answer came to mind.

“Demons,” she growled.

                 

*As always, by clicking on the above covers it will bring you to the Amazon purchase pages.

 

BLOG TOUR: Review of Crave (Clark Family #1) by Evelyn Sola

“You here for cake?” 

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Length: About 250 Pages

POV: Alternating First Person

Description:

Sandra
Before THAT night, the over the top party and the cake incident, I spent Saturday nights with girlfriends, lamenting my life over margaritas.
I wasn’t ready for Jacob Clark. He was sin and dark edges, wrapped in regret. He was my kryptonite. His words oozed over me like warm honey. His dark eyes pricked my soul, and his touch….those fingers set my skin on fire.
Of course, he was too good to be true. And before I could wipe the icing off my greedy lips, I was walking away.
So, why was he invading her dreams?

Jacob
She was the remedy to everything. Until my family, my past provoked me.
I made one little scene, and Sandra walked away without a word, despite our mind-blowing connection.
When I finally barged in on her life again, she told me she didn’t want me. I told her in her pretty face she did. She more than wanted me.
Remember the ache? When I’m with her, it goes away.
If she wants a chase, I’ll give her one.
Who knows? When I catch her, I might never let go.

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received and ARC of this book free Forever Write PR.*

Jacob has held onto a betrayal for entirely too long and it’s caused quite the cold war within the Clark family. Did he start it? No. But only he can fix it. And only after he finds someone who can fix the gaping hole in his heart.

Sandra wasn’t looking for a man and even if she had been that man would not have been Jacob Clark. He comes from old money, she comes from a completely different background. He’s white, she’s not.

“You’re the most beautiful liar I’ve ever met.”

He’s determined to win her, and she eventually can’t stop fighting his charm. Together Sandra and Jacob complete each other. That is when he’s not messing things up by doing stupid stuff.

“Believe me, sometimes you won’t want me to be a gentleman.”

Crave is titled perfectly as the two lead characters, Jacob and Sandra, crave each other. They crave each other’s touch and the unique connection they share. It makes for pages of passion. However, the family drama keeps it more real.

“Oh my God! I just said my boyfriend took a paternity test to show that his brother’s son is not his. I’m on the Jerry Springer Show!”

I enjoyed the storyline and the characters. There was one small continuity issue that had me re-reading a few paragraphs, however, hopefully that got corrected prior to publishing. If it didn’t, there’s an awkward sex scene in there. The ending jumps a lot, and it felt a little rushed, but the outcomes makes up for it. All in all it’s a good read and I’m looking forward to where the series will go.

Excerpt (on behalf of Forever Write PR and the author):

Unable to believe what I’m seeing, I cover my mouth with both hands, silencing my gasp.

Jake doesn’t stumble for long. Both brothers are the same height, and even though Troy is bulkier, it’s obvious that Jake spends more time in the gym. Like in a slow-motion movie, I watch as Jake punches his brother in the stomach, causing him to double over. He takes a step forward, grabs him by the collar and shoves him into my mother’s cake. Troy doesn’t stay down for long. He tackles Jake, twists him around until they both land on the cake, smashing it completely and breaking the small table that held it.

Mrs. Clark is screaming at Luke and Josh to stop them as the two brothers continue to wrestle on the floor. I almost want to offer Tracy some comfort as the tears start to roll down her cheeks, but Luke puts a protective arm around her and escorts her away from the room and the disaster that’s continuing to unfold.

Mrs. Clark’s screams and the resounding sound of the table crashing finally pulls me out of my trance. Unable to look anymore, I turn around and walk out of the dining room. I find my coat and purse and walk out of the house, grateful that I’ll never have to return or see Jacob Clark again.

As I walk to the van, I’m reminded that the universe always has to balance itself. Jacob Clark was too good to be true.

*Clicking on the book cover above will take you to the Amazon purchase page.

 

International Book Fairs 2020

On behalf of Kotobee –

It’s a truth universally acknowledged that every book lover feels more at home surrounded by books. This is why we brought you our updated 2020 international book fairs list, to help guide you home. Our annual book fair list includes events with everything a book lover could ever dream of, books, authors, publishers and a bunch of book-related goodies.

If you are interested in finding a book fair near you please check out this link.

 

PROMO: Sweet on You (425 Madison #13) by K.C. Enders

Contemporary Romance – 138 Pages

About the Book:

Lyla Dupree
She’s a bubbly, sugary sweet pastry chef. Living her best life in the Big Apple. Luxury apartment. Successful patisserie. Everything is great–better than great. It’s absolutely perfect.

Raleigh Jacobs
He’s grumbly and growly–and so very out of his element–working on a temporary assignment in NYC. He wants to do his job and get out. Back to the clean air in the mountains near Denver.

Throw them together.
Mix things up.
Turn up the heat and what you get is, quite simply, alarming.

After all, 425 Madison is the perfect place to fall in love.

Excerpt (on behalf of the author and Forever Write PR):

The door next to me swings open, and a giant of lean muscle, scruffy cheeks, and deep dark brown scowling eyes steps out into the hallway, startling me.

With a really unladylike gasp, I stumble backward until my back hits the doorjamb. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” I squeak. “You scared me. Welcome. Kent emailed me that he’d sublet his place for a couple of months, though he didn’t tell me anything about you. Not that he needed to, I mean, it’s none of my business, really. I’m Lyla Dupree, it’s lovely to meet you.” I thrust my hand out to shake, but he just stares, so I let it fall back to my side.

I’m rambling, and I can’t seem to stop. It’s my thing when I’m nervous, but my roommate Sasha tells me it comes off as bubbly and kind of sweet. From the look on this guy’s face, though, I wonder if she’s just been blowing sunshine up my butt because he looks pissed. And that just makes me even more nervous, so the bubbly word vomit continues.

“You picked an amazing place to live while you’re here in the city. Where are you from? Somewhere out west, maybe? I mean, not that I know. I already told you that, so it’s just a guess, but with the flannel and the beanie…” Dear Jesus, now would be a perfect time for me to shut up. “Anyway, I just finished testing a new recipe, I’m a chef. I don’t know if Kent mentioned that when you talked about the sublet, but he should have. I mean, I do pastries, and my roommate Sasha does more of the real food. Oh my God, she makes the best mac and cheese, truly she’s amazing. Kent said it was a good thing he had to leave for this temporary assignment in London. Something about gaining weight if he lived next to us for too much longer. I don’t know, though, I think something might have happened between him and Sasha, you know? They both kind of started acting funny and then the next thing I know he’s taking a job in England for a year. But, whatever. Do you like sweets? Cakes, cookies, pastries? Any food allergies I should know about?”

And, cue uncomfortable silence.

*As always, by clicking on the above cover it will bring you to the Amazon purchase page.

 

 

Review of Beaus and Arrows by Rashida T. Williams

“Subtlety. Was. Not. Working.” 

 

Genre: Paranormal, Urban Fantasy, Romance

Length: 350 Pages

POV: Third Person

Description:

Emory hates his job—almost as much as he hates being called “Cupid.” Tasked with spreading love throughout the Earth realm, Emory wields his arrows with reckless abandon and matches couples based solely on their entertainment value. On the same day his impulsive behavior triggers an audit, he accidentally breaks the heart of his most dependable client, Blair.

Blair completely loses her ability to feel love and desire, and as her matchmaker, Emory expects her to be furious. Instead, she agrees to help him salvage his floundering career on one condition. He must find her the perfect man. Emory sets out on a frantic search for her soulmate, and Blair seems to find amusement in the diversion. But as the barrier surrounding Blair’s broken heart grows stronger, she is unable to connect with suitor after suitor, leaving Emory to console her after each failed match.

Emory and Blair’s unexpected bond turns into friendship, and soon Emory finds himself falling in love with the one woman who can’t love him back. In a race against time, Emory must mend Blair’s broken heart before her condition becomes irreversible…and before the audit committee banishes him for this grave error.

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

Emory was a Cupid, but he didn’t believe in true love. He created matches that entertained him. Maybe he’d match them because they were both beautiful and he thought they’d make perfect babies. Or maybe just because they were both in the same place at the same time.

Blair was his only solo client. He’d matched her a few times, but never anything lasted. However, the last match he chose for her broke her heart. And with it broken Emory could no longer penetrate her heart with his arrows. Therefore, he was in trouble with his superiors.

“You’re the sexiest love god on the planet!”

Emory told Blair who he truly was. She even went to work with him, helping his other clients. They became close friends, with hilarious horseplay included. He’d hoped he could eventually cure her…instead, he fell in love with her. But her heart was still broken and she was unable to love him back. Or so he thought.

“Je t’aime.”

Beaus and Arrows is a heartwarming story about knowing when to let love go and when to give it everything you have. I enjoyed the imagination and detail. It took a subject everyone knows, Cupid, and turned it into something completely original. From the way Blair had to move between realms to how the Cupids did their jobs. It was half heartbreaking and half heartwarming. I enjoyed it thoroughly.

*Clicking on the book cover above will take you to the Amazon purchase page.