Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
- Tuesday, November 18, 2014
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- 4 Keys , Book Review; Book Tour Review , Paranormal Romance , Scorching
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Title: Braving Fate
Series: The Mythean Arcana, Book 1
Author: Linsey Hall
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Rating:
Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Braving Fate was a great read. Cadan is missioned to protect Diana while she get's her remembers back and figure out why she was reincarnated. Cadan was not a happy camper when he found out that the reincarnate was Boudica. He'd lost her thousands of years ago and on her death bed she believed that he had betrayed her. Cadan loved Boudica but she did not return the same love. Boudica was a hardcore warrior and she did not have time for romance. That just was not who she was. Cadan was a warrior but a romantic at heart. Unfortunately with Boudica, that was not an option but with her reincarnate Diana it is.
Diana is a historian that had a rough childhood. Her passion was the past and since she was little Diana would always have these weird dreams. She couldn't figure out if it was all the research she had completed or if she was going insane that trigger the dreams. As she got older, the dreams would present themselves even during the day. It wasn't until Diana was attacked in her kitchen by a birdlike creature that things finally started to explain themselves.
When Diana and Cadan finally meet they are trying to figure each other out. Cadan is trying to uncover what Diana's mission will be so he can complete it for her and Diana is trying to remember her past life. Through all her dreams, Diana has a feeling that she knows Cadan but he denies all her questions that could bring her closer to the truth. See the trick is, Cadan is afraid that if Diana gets her memories back that she will remember that she felt betrayed by him. Cadan feels like this could be his second chance with the woman he loved. Luckily for both of them, Diana is nothing like Boudica. Yea, Diana still has Boudica's mad fighting skills but her social skills are a lot better. Cadan believed that if he had sex with Diana that it would trigger her memories. So he tried his hardest to make sure that did not happen until Diana tied him to the bed. They didn't go all the way but goodness what a way to go. Diana did not get her memories but she did find a key on Cadan that indeed unlocked her past.
Braving Fate gave me a run for my money. I loved Cadan's accent and the fact that he had so much love so Boudica. When he met Diana his world flipped. The type of love he couldn't have with Boudica he could have with Diana. He was just afraid to lose her again. Diana was attracted to Cadan from jump but with some much unknown happening at such a fast rate she did not trust herself. It didn't help either that Cadan continued to lie to her. Once all the pieces were on the table between these two, Cadan had a lot of explaining to do and Diana had to figure out if he loved her or Boudica. I love the love these two have. Braving Fate gets a scorching wicked rating. Can't wait to read more of this series.
Linsey Hall is the author of the Mythean Arcana, a sexy paranormal romance series. Before becoming a romance novelist, Linsey was an underwater archaeologist who studied shipwrecks in all kinds of water, from the tropics to muddy rivers (and she has a distinct preference for one over the other). Her books draw upon her love of history, travel, and the paranormal elements that she can't help but include.
Several of her books may or may not feature her cats.
Stalk Linsey at the following locations:
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Central England, AD 60, eve of the Roman conquest of Britain
The woman he loved lay dying in his arms. Blood spilled over her breast, trickling from the dagger she’d sunk into her chest. Drops of blood hitting the dirt floor of the stone roundhouse echoed hollowly in his ears, amplified by the dawning knowledge of what he’d done. What she’d done. What they’d done.
“Why, Boudica?” His heart and voice were breaking. “Why do this?”
She shuddered in his arms, her broken body cold and fragile with looming death, but no less fierce than when she’d fought on the field of battle the previous dawn. She was their warrior queen, the force that had drawn thousands of British Celts together to revolt against Roman occupation, and he her top general.
She was his love. The one bright spot in the miserable spectacle of blood and death his life had become.
Boudica drew a harsh breath that rattled in her wounded chest and glared at him, her eyes alight with hatred.
“Why?” It was clear she would have screamed it if she could. Another faltering breath. “After your betrayal, you ask me why?”
“Betrayal? I did it for you.”
Her bitter laugh died on a cough. “I thought you knew me. I was wrong. You only know what you think me to be. I’m a warrior, the leader and symbol of our beaten land. I led my people in battle for our lives, our homes, our freedom.” She paused to catch her breath. “But we’ve lost. Irreparably.”
His jaw clenched, his chest aching with the weight of their past and his future. For she would die this night, her future forever erased. Because of him. Because he hadn’t been able to protect her. As he hadn’t protected his village and family before he’d joined her.
“The Roman dogs are at our door.” She coughed. “My daughters dead at their hands. Our lands stolen. Why would I live when capture is inevitable and my very life will be used as leverage? My head will be on a pike in Rome before summer’s end. More likely, they’ll use me against our people.” She raked him with a scathing glance and coughed again. Blood marred her colorless lips. “What would you do, O great warrior?”
“The same.” His throat burned. Capture was inevitable. And unbearable. Now, with the final battle lost and thousands of their families and allies dying in the fields around them, the fate that awaited her at the hands of the Romans would be worse than death, not only for her, but very likely for her people as well.
He’d tried to save her from this, but she hadn’t let him. He would have committed any deed, no matter how terrible, to save the woman who’d changed his life when he’d met her a year ago. But Boudica was a warrior first, his woman second. And she would die believing he had betrayed her.
She coughed, her pallor more pronounced. “And yet you would deny me my honorable death?”
“I love you. I’d do anything to save you.”
“And I thought I loved you,” she whispered. And as her eyes closed, the enormous life force that had propelled Boudica, Celtic Queen of the Iceni, evaporated.
The crushing weight of grief squeezed the breath out of his lungs. Collapsing over her, the black night swallowed his roar of pain. He would have vengeance.
Series: The Mythean Arcana, Book 1
Author: Linsey Hall
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Rating:
Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
As chaos looms, a warrior queen is reborn
Bookish academic Diana Laughton has been having terrible dreams. Dreams of battle, dreams of blood... dreams so vivid she's living them day and night. When demons invade her quiet life, she wonders if she's going mad. Or if perhaps she's remembering a past life she had no idea existed...
In the midst of betrayal, he must protect her
Mythean Guardian Cadan Trinovante loved and betrayed Britain's warrior queen Boudica two millennia ago. Now he's tasked with protecting mortals whose lives affect the fate of humanity. His latest assignment is Boudica herself, reincarnated as a woman with no idea of her past or her fated future. Though in the irresistible form of Diana Laughton, it's possible Cadan has once again met his match...
To succumb to seduction could prove fatal
Thrown together in a shadowy world that exists alongside our own, Diana and Cadan must fight not only the demonic forces that want Diana dead, but a past and a passion that have lasted centuries. Their desire could be deadly. But as evil from the underworld unites against them, their only hope could be each other.
Braving Fate was a great read. Cadan is missioned to protect Diana while she get's her remembers back and figure out why she was reincarnated. Cadan was not a happy camper when he found out that the reincarnate was Boudica. He'd lost her thousands of years ago and on her death bed she believed that he had betrayed her. Cadan loved Boudica but she did not return the same love. Boudica was a hardcore warrior and she did not have time for romance. That just was not who she was. Cadan was a warrior but a romantic at heart. Unfortunately with Boudica, that was not an option but with her reincarnate Diana it is.
Diana is a historian that had a rough childhood. Her passion was the past and since she was little Diana would always have these weird dreams. She couldn't figure out if it was all the research she had completed or if she was going insane that trigger the dreams. As she got older, the dreams would present themselves even during the day. It wasn't until Diana was attacked in her kitchen by a birdlike creature that things finally started to explain themselves.
When Diana and Cadan finally meet they are trying to figure each other out. Cadan is trying to uncover what Diana's mission will be so he can complete it for her and Diana is trying to remember her past life. Through all her dreams, Diana has a feeling that she knows Cadan but he denies all her questions that could bring her closer to the truth. See the trick is, Cadan is afraid that if Diana gets her memories back that she will remember that she felt betrayed by him. Cadan feels like this could be his second chance with the woman he loved. Luckily for both of them, Diana is nothing like Boudica. Yea, Diana still has Boudica's mad fighting skills but her social skills are a lot better. Cadan believed that if he had sex with Diana that it would trigger her memories. So he tried his hardest to make sure that did not happen until Diana tied him to the bed. They didn't go all the way but goodness what a way to go. Diana did not get her memories but she did find a key on Cadan that indeed unlocked her past.
Braving Fate gave me a run for my money. I loved Cadan's accent and the fact that he had so much love so Boudica. When he met Diana his world flipped. The type of love he couldn't have with Boudica he could have with Diana. He was just afraid to lose her again. Diana was attracted to Cadan from jump but with some much unknown happening at such a fast rate she did not trust herself. It didn't help either that Cadan continued to lie to her. Once all the pieces were on the table between these two, Cadan had a lot of explaining to do and Diana had to figure out if he loved her or Boudica. I love the love these two have. Braving Fate gets a scorching wicked rating. Can't wait to read more of this series.
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About the Author:
Linsey Hall is the author of the Mythean Arcana, a sexy paranormal romance series. Before becoming a romance novelist, Linsey was an underwater archaeologist who studied shipwrecks in all kinds of water, from the tropics to muddy rivers (and she has a distinct preference for one over the other). Her books draw upon her love of history, travel, and the paranormal elements that she can't help but include.
Several of her books may or may not feature her cats.
Stalk Linsey at the following locations:
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Excerpt Prologue
Central England, AD 60, eve of the Roman conquest of Britain
The woman he loved lay dying in his arms. Blood spilled over her breast, trickling from the dagger she’d sunk into her chest. Drops of blood hitting the dirt floor of the stone roundhouse echoed hollowly in his ears, amplified by the dawning knowledge of what he’d done. What she’d done. What they’d done.
“Why, Boudica?” His heart and voice were breaking. “Why do this?”
She shuddered in his arms, her broken body cold and fragile with looming death, but no less fierce than when she’d fought on the field of battle the previous dawn. She was their warrior queen, the force that had drawn thousands of British Celts together to revolt against Roman occupation, and he her top general.
She was his love. The one bright spot in the miserable spectacle of blood and death his life had become.
Boudica drew a harsh breath that rattled in her wounded chest and glared at him, her eyes alight with hatred.
“Why?” It was clear she would have screamed it if she could. Another faltering breath. “After your betrayal, you ask me why?”
“Betrayal? I did it for you.”
Her bitter laugh died on a cough. “I thought you knew me. I was wrong. You only know what you think me to be. I’m a warrior, the leader and symbol of our beaten land. I led my people in battle for our lives, our homes, our freedom.” She paused to catch her breath. “But we’ve lost. Irreparably.”
His jaw clenched, his chest aching with the weight of their past and his future. For she would die this night, her future forever erased. Because of him. Because he hadn’t been able to protect her. As he hadn’t protected his village and family before he’d joined her.
“The Roman dogs are at our door.” She coughed. “My daughters dead at their hands. Our lands stolen. Why would I live when capture is inevitable and my very life will be used as leverage? My head will be on a pike in Rome before summer’s end. More likely, they’ll use me against our people.” She raked him with a scathing glance and coughed again. Blood marred her colorless lips. “What would you do, O great warrior?”
“The same.” His throat burned. Capture was inevitable. And unbearable. Now, with the final battle lost and thousands of their families and allies dying in the fields around them, the fate that awaited her at the hands of the Romans would be worse than death, not only for her, but very likely for her people as well.
He’d tried to save her from this, but she hadn’t let him. He would have committed any deed, no matter how terrible, to save the woman who’d changed his life when he’d met her a year ago. But Boudica was a warrior first, his woman second. And she would die believing he had betrayed her.
She coughed, her pallor more pronounced. “And yet you would deny me my honorable death?”
“I love you. I’d do anything to save you.”
“And I thought I loved you,” she whispered. And as her eyes closed, the enormous life force that had propelled Boudica, Celtic Queen of the Iceni, evaporated.
The crushing weight of grief squeezed the breath out of his lungs. Collapsing over her, the black night swallowed his roar of pain. He would have vengeance.
Thursday, November 13, 2014
- Thursday, November 13, 2014
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- 4 Keys , Book Review , Emmy Curtis , Scorching
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Title: Pushing the Limit
Series: An Alpha Ops Novel, Book 3
Author: Emmy Curtis
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Rating: 4 Scorching Keys
Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by Net Galley and the Publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Series: An Alpha Ops Novel, Book 3
Author: Emmy Curtis
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Rating: 4 Scorching Keys
Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by Net Galley and the Publisher in exchange for an honest review.
They’re tough. They’re brave. And they’ll do anything for the women they love. They’re the Alpha Ops. In the tradition of Suzanne Brockmann and Julie Ann Walker comes a sizzling new high-octane romantic suspense novel from rising star Emmy Curtis.
After their one-night fling at a wedding, archaeologist Henrietta “Harry” Markowitz thought she’d never see war hero Matt Stanning again. So when they’re paired up to investigate a military plane crash in Iraq, she’s not sure if the three-month reunion is serendipitous or cursed. What she does know is this gorgeous man lights her body on fire—and incredible sex is always a welcome distraction.
Air Force Sergeant Matt Stanning has been called a hero, but he feels nothing like one when he realizes the sexy blonde in his bed is the widow of his fallen brother-in-arms. Even worse, he actually has to work with her, and she’s unearthed evidence that points to a military conspiracy. If they dig deeper, they’ll put their lives in danger. If they don’t, they’ll never know the truth—not only about the mysterious plane crash, but about each other.
Monday, November 10, 2014
- Monday, November 10, 2014
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- 4 Keys , Book Review , Ella Sheridan , Sweltering
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Title: Teach Me
Series: Southern Nights, Book 1
Author: Ella Sheridan
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Rating: 4 Sweltering Keys
Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by Net Galley in exchange for an honest review.
Series: Southern Nights, Book 1
Author: Ella Sheridan
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Rating: 4 Sweltering Keys
Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by Net Galley in exchange for an honest review.
A woman determined to heal…
Shy researcher Jess Kingston spent the last eight weeks recovering from her ex-boyfriend’s brutal attack. Body healed, she’s ready to put her life back together—except her ex isn’t ready to let go. She won’t cower in a corner while Brit tortures her, but she’s powerless to fight back.
A man determined to resist…
Ex-military security specialist Conlan James avoids commitment like the plague. His job, his Harley, and the occasional one-night stand are all he needs, until the day he rescues Jess from a tense situation and realizes he can’t get her off his mind. He can teach her to protect herself, but protecting his heart is another matter.
A madman determined to win…
As the deadly game of cat-and-mouse with Brit heats up, so does the hunger between Con and Jess. Safety might be found in numbers, but in bed, all bets are off—and the wrong move could lead to heartbreak. Or death.
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
- Wednesday, November 05, 2014
- Unknown
- 5 Keys , Book Review; Book Tour Review , Urban Fantasy
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Welcome everybody. Today we are introducing the awesome writer of The Realm Walker series Kathleen Collins. I was able to get my hands on the first installment of the series Realm Walker and let me tell you it was FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC!
About the Author:
Kathleen Collins has been writing since Kindergarten. And while her ability has drastically improved, her stories are still about monsters and the people who play with them.
The rare instances that she actually finds some spare time, she spends it playing with her two boys. Three if you count her husband.
She is currently hard at work on her next book.
Kathleen Collins can be stalked at the following links:
Website | Facebook | Goodreads
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
- Tuesday, November 04, 2014
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- 5 Keys , Book Review; Book Tour Review , Giveaway , Sweltering
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Welcome to the tour of The Morbid and Sultry Tales of Genevieve Clare. J.B. Hartnett has created an awesome tale of a woman the has a morbid curiosity with death and how she is able to make this a career out of it. We also get to see how love can help us through all things.
About the author:
She has always enjoyed writing and at one time thought she could be a singer songwriter...the 'writer' part is the one that stuck. Julie is obsessed with pi...the equation(and the food). She's allergic to cats and cantaloupe and hates mushrooms...so if you ever want to give her a gift, those are out for sure.She currently lives with her own romance hero husband and two boys in Melbourne, Australia.
J.B. Hartnett can be stalked at the following locations:
Check out this awesome excerpt.
I approached Bryce Oskin, with caution, and when I reached his side, he demanded, “Who the fuck are you?”
Charm and disarm. Charm and disarm.
“I’m Genevieve Clare, Mr. Oskin,” I said with a grin. “I believe you hired me to come to your funeral? Mind if I join you?” I brought my own bag of goodies and opened a white baker’s box from Brewster’s.
“You some kind of spooky chick?” he asked, his eyes squinting as he studied me.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he was… sweet on me already. “Kinda, yeah. If by spooky you mean I get paid to go to funerals, give people a nudge, and check for a heartbeat. Oh, and I live at Eden Hills. Then yeah, I’m spooky.” I grabbed a plastic fork and took a bite of amazing cake. It was always amazing, but today it seemed more amazing than usual.
“There,” I nodded toward the folder I’d set down on a little table to his side. “I just need you to sign on the dotted line. And the bag there is from Ruby. But I’m taking over the goody-bag duties, so tell me what you like and I’ll get it for you.” I licked my lips and did it seductively because I knew this was a man who appreciated a woman. Also known as a dirty old man. “Want a bite?”
“You gonna tell that Nazi Nurse Ratchet on me?” He jerked his head toward Cheryl.
“Are you gonna drop dead from half a slice of cake?” I countered.
“Nope.”
“Then I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship, Mr. Oskin. I visit once a week, unless I have a funeral, usually on Tuesday or Wednesday. I always bring cake for my clients. If there’s something you don’t like, just tell me. But I usually bring a selection.”
“You do this every week?” he asked, disbelief in his voice.
“What do you mean?”
“You eat like that every week? When you see other clients?” His eyes slid up and down the length of my body.
“I have a high metabolism.” I smiled. It really was a miracle I wasn’t as big as a house. But my sweet tooth was limited to sharing with clients. I had to give myself some sort of boundaries.
He grabbed the plastic fork I’d handed him and stabbed the slice of Meyer lemon cake with vanilla bean cream cheese frosting. His eyes closed, and when they opened, he said, “God bless you.” After a few more bites, he asked, “So, you’re gonna open up my box and poke me before they burn me, right?”
“Yes, sir, I’ll make sure you’re good and dead.”
“Spooky chick.” His tone was gruff, but his lip tipped up in the corner.
I saw it with pride. Disarmament, accomplished.
Bryce Oskin had ordered the Shake N Bake. I had permission from most of the mortuaries and crematories to open the casket and check the body. I mean, you could just tell when someone was dead. By the time I had my turn with the deceased, they were most likely already embalmed. But some of them chose not to be, or if they were, they hired me to come to their place of death and make damn sure there was no chance in hell they were coming back to life.
A while back, there was a highly publicized case in Southern California. A woman had been pronounced dead and taken to the hospital morgue. But when they opened the fridge for her to be transported to the funeral home, they saw obvious signs of a struggle. She’d been put in there alive.
Yikes. I’d never been afraid of death, and, after my family died and the man I loved almost had, I embraced death in my own strange way. I made it my life’s work, I guess. While it took a lot to creep me out, that story gave me the heebie-jeebies something fierce. It was all over the news. Every staff member from the hospital to the morgue was investigated then sued or fired or both. And, of course, old people sitting in the common room of a rest home from the wee a.m. hours to beddy-bye time, saw that story six times in one day, minimum. I ended up receiving so many requests to make sure they weren’t breathing, I added the Shake N Bake to my website.
Charm and disarm. Charm and disarm.
“I’m Genevieve Clare, Mr. Oskin,” I said with a grin. “I believe you hired me to come to your funeral? Mind if I join you?” I brought my own bag of goodies and opened a white baker’s box from Brewster’s.
“You some kind of spooky chick?” he asked, his eyes squinting as he studied me.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he was… sweet on me already. “Kinda, yeah. If by spooky you mean I get paid to go to funerals, give people a nudge, and check for a heartbeat. Oh, and I live at Eden Hills. Then yeah, I’m spooky.” I grabbed a plastic fork and took a bite of amazing cake. It was always amazing, but today it seemed more amazing than usual.
“There,” I nodded toward the folder I’d set down on a little table to his side. “I just need you to sign on the dotted line. And the bag there is from Ruby. But I’m taking over the goody-bag duties, so tell me what you like and I’ll get it for you.” I licked my lips and did it seductively because I knew this was a man who appreciated a woman. Also known as a dirty old man. “Want a bite?”
“You gonna tell that Nazi Nurse Ratchet on me?” He jerked his head toward Cheryl.
“Are you gonna drop dead from half a slice of cake?” I countered.
“Nope.”
“Then I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship, Mr. Oskin. I visit once a week, unless I have a funeral, usually on Tuesday or Wednesday. I always bring cake for my clients. If there’s something you don’t like, just tell me. But I usually bring a selection.”
“You do this every week?” he asked, disbelief in his voice.
“What do you mean?”
“You eat like that every week? When you see other clients?” His eyes slid up and down the length of my body.
“I have a high metabolism.” I smiled. It really was a miracle I wasn’t as big as a house. But my sweet tooth was limited to sharing with clients. I had to give myself some sort of boundaries.
He grabbed the plastic fork I’d handed him and stabbed the slice of Meyer lemon cake with vanilla bean cream cheese frosting. His eyes closed, and when they opened, he said, “God bless you.” After a few more bites, he asked, “So, you’re gonna open up my box and poke me before they burn me, right?”
“Yes, sir, I’ll make sure you’re good and dead.”
“Spooky chick.” His tone was gruff, but his lip tipped up in the corner.
I saw it with pride. Disarmament, accomplished.
Bryce Oskin had ordered the Shake N Bake. I had permission from most of the mortuaries and crematories to open the casket and check the body. I mean, you could just tell when someone was dead. By the time I had my turn with the deceased, they were most likely already embalmed. But some of them chose not to be, or if they were, they hired me to come to their place of death and make damn sure there was no chance in hell they were coming back to life.
A while back, there was a highly publicized case in Southern California. A woman had been pronounced dead and taken to the hospital morgue. But when they opened the fridge for her to be transported to the funeral home, they saw obvious signs of a struggle. She’d been put in there alive.
Yikes. I’d never been afraid of death, and, after my family died and the man I loved almost had, I embraced death in my own strange way. I made it my life’s work, I guess. While it took a lot to creep me out, that story gave me the heebie-jeebies something fierce. It was all over the news. Every staff member from the hospital to the morgue was investigated then sued or fired or both. And, of course, old people sitting in the common room of a rest home from the wee a.m. hours to beddy-bye time, saw that story six times in one day, minimum. I ended up receiving so many requests to make sure they weren’t breathing, I added the Shake N Bake to my website.
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Author: J.B. Hartnett
Genre: Romance
Rating:
**Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by the Publisher in exchange for an honest review.
My name is Genevieve Clare, professional mourner, destined to spend my days donning a black suit and throwing myself on top of caskets for money. Sometimes I mixed it up and threw myself on top of a willing warm body instead. Finding the right warm body though, that was a different story.
The Morbid and Sultry Tales of Genevieve Clare will have you in tears and laughing so hard people will look at you crazy....this actually happened to me. When reading the name and the short description about this book I thought this was going to be a weird story about a women that has a bit of OCD over death. That was ABSOLUTELY not the case. Just prepare yourself for some sleepless nights because you will NOT be able to put this book down.
So when I looked at him in the truck, I saw this man I’d loved for years. This time, instead of looking at him with the eyes of a silly girl, an awkward teen, a romantic young woman, or a grieving daughter…this time, I looked at him with the eyes of a woman in love. A woman who knew her heart, finally, and I knew, in that moment, nothing would ever part us again.
Genevieve has like the worse luck when it comes to death. In a heart breaking accident, Genevieve lost her father, mother, and grandmother on her birthday in a car accident. Luckily she was able to say her final words to her dad but that did not make the tragedy any better. With the help of her best friend and her mom, Genevieve is able to get the final arrangements made. Genvieve is able to keep her loved one close since she has a cemetery next to her house. Even though everyone showed up for the funeral, no one was actually there for Genevieve expect Ahren. Ahren was Genvieve's childhood crush that was a couple years older than her and the guy she has ALWAYS loved. After an incident that did not go well for Genevieve, she thought that she and Ahren would only be friends. Ahren stayed with Genevieve and supported her through this very difficult lost. Things got interesting between them when Genevieve stated that she was better and Ahren took that as a signal to let his intentions known. Let me just say his intentions are known across the world by time he gets done. Genevieve and Ahren try to take a chance at love until death come knocking at Genevieve's door again.
After being present at so many funerals, Genevieve noticed that there is no one there for the loved ones just there for the person that past. With this observation, Genevieve decided to she would be that person at funerals that would supports the family. Believe it or not this was a booming business. She had one service call the shake n bake that I thought was comical. Any of her clients that were going to be cremated would want Genevieve to give them a shake before they baked. LMAO. She even played the other women to show the family that the decreased husband's new wife was a hateful witch. The funniest scene in this book was when Genevieve was supposed to jump on top the casket because she was supposed to be so devastated. Unfortunately, on the run to jump, Genevieve noticed that there was a silk cover still over top the casket. Genevieve landed on top, slid off, and landed in the grave! This had be dying laughing at a very inappropriate time. For more interesting funeral situations Genevieve gets herself into, just read.
This book was AWESOME. The romance between Ahren and Genevieve is just beautiful. These two have had too much tragedy in their lives that for them to have each other it's just great. Genevieve's services that she offer are grade A. Who would think to be that person to make sure that the dying wishes are made or to get vengeance. I think everyone will be able to connect. You will now be able to identify what services Genevieve could have offered the family. I wish I could connect with Ahren. Sweet destiny that man was sex walking. Caution: Keep some panty liners with you or just a change of panties because Ahren will make you hot. WHEW!!!!! The Morbid and Sultry Tales of Genevieve Clare gets a insanely sweltering heart. If this book EVER gets formatted to audio, please get someone with a sexy voice to read for Ahren. His part can make or break an audiobook.
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