Once upon a time, there was the wandering soul of Morgann, an 8th century Irish calligrapher-monk longing to be reunited with his soul mate. Deirdre was his forbidden love, a witch with whom he wrote a coveted book.
Under her spell, the souls of the star-crossed lovers travel from bodies to bodies until they find each other. Eventually.
That became his quest: unearth her new body and trigger her memory, for she is clueless about whom she once was. Unfortunately their story didn’t get a chance to become a fairy tale yet it still turned out as a famous urban legend referred as The Black Angel Book.
Twice upon a time, not so long ago, there was me, rational and devastated Rose. I needed to get a grip, said my French mum after my year of numbness due to a painful break-up that led me to cut my wrist daily, to feel something, anything.
So she sent me off to the free-spirited village of Provincetown, Massachusetts, to spend the summer with my American relatives. And just like that, I wasn’t myself any longer. Because someone pulled me out of the darkness and bewitched me, somehow.
I couldn’t wait to jump his bones… but why was he holding back?
He couldn’t wait to welcome me into his world… but was I ready to question my convictions and acknowledge that my self-inflicted cuts were now healing in record time?
How could I have imagined he was longing for his own unorthodox fairytale to come true? Frantically.
In the 8th century, an Irish monk/calligrapher named Morgann did the forbidden act of falling in love and going against his pledge of celibacy. But he didn’t just fall in love with any one. He fell in love with a witch. Deirdre, the witch in question, fell in love with Morgann too, and together they worked on a book of spells that was coveted by the very people who tried to kill them. But before their demise, Deirdre placed a curse on them that would allow their souls to travel across time, occupying different bodies in order to meet each other again one day. True soul mates. Now in the present time, Virgil, the host body for Morgann’s soul, remembers his past life and is in desperate need to find his soul mate so they can finish the book which their past selves couldn’t. But he is aware that the host for Deirdre may not remember her past with him, so he has to find her and push her into remembering or their love may be lost forever.
Rose, a Parisian college graduate comes to Provincetown, Massachusetts to visit her American family and to also get away from a very bad breakup. She had been depressed for a year, practically a zombie, and only found some sort of rush for life when she cut her wrist. Although vacationing with her favorite cousins and aunt seemed like fun, she was afraid that nothing would get her out of her funk. That is until she decided to take a calligraphy class and meet the very tall and awkwardly handsome Virgil. After spending time with him, a fire is ignited inside of her that she has never felt before, and her whole body desires him. She has no explanation for why she wants him so bad, but when Virgil feels the same way about her, he realizes that she must be his soul mate, the host body of Deirdre. Not wanting to rush things, Virgil decides to take things slow and gradually get to know Rose instead of forcing them together because of Morgann and Deirdre. But can he find the courage to tell Rose the truth about them? And if he does, will Rose stick around and believe him about why they are attracted to each other, or will she find the whole thing nuts?
Twice Upon A Time is a true roller coaster ride. Some parts exciting, some parts uncomfortable, but altogether a rush to read. I will say that it took me a while to get into the main plot of the story, because the first half or so is about Rose in Provincetown and then about Rose and Virgil meeting and getting to know each other. I’m not saying that it was necessarily a bad thing, but it kind of frustrated me to know that the real nitty-gritty stuff happened more than midway through. It made me wonder what took so long to get there. Maybe that’s just me since I’m the type of person who likes to know what’s going on before the halfway mark (well except if I’m reading a mystery/suspense/horror), especially in a book about soul mates that triggers romance. I don’t like waiting long before I know that the characters are going to be together. And I don’t like waiting long to find out that my characters are different than they appear (once again except in mystery/horror/suspense). I shouldn’t have to read more than half the book to find out that a character I once thought shy and awkward is actually a killer with a cause…in a plot I would consider a romance! Even though it was a nice and exciting twist that added more depth to the plot, it was a mind blow because there were no innuendos that led up to that crazy character development, and it was kind of just thrown at me. It made me sit up and read it over again, hoping I didn’t read the words wrong. But none of that turned me away from the book. There were a lot of surprises within the plot and between the characters that kept me on edge and made reading enjoyable. I give Twice Upon A Time 4 fangs! I recommend it to the romantics out there who believe in the power of love, reincarnation, and the existence of soul mates.
Reviewer for Paranormal Romance and Authors That Rock!
Date Published: 4/28/2017
Yumiko Itsumoto wants it all. An accomplished artist and feared attorney, she gets what she wants, all else be damned. Now she wants love, even if it means charting a new course for her life, but changing course can be dangerous. In mere moments, she tumbles from the dizzying pinnacle of success into a bottomless abyss of murder and treachery. Yumiko will not live happily ever after—not this time—but can she at least find a way to stay alive?
A mathematician by training and computer programmer by trade, J. Whitney Williams lives and works under the X in Texas, thinking too much and speaking too little.
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birthday started with screaming, “I want to see my son. He would never ask for this. Kevyn!
screaming for me?
in me that had always prayed he would love me ran out of my room and down the
stairs. He was in the cage. I stared at him in confusion. Looking back at me was nothing but hatred. Still.
He didn’t need my help. Didn’t
want it. He wanted me to see how much I
bastard!” He screamed. Spit flew from his mouth. As usual, he was high. “How dare you wish this for your birthday?”
Sevyn tells the story of Kevin, a prodigy child from a Mexican cartel that has a cruel Russian father and a sweet and gentle Mexican mother. His only escape from the hate and cruelty of his father was the time he spent with his best friend Esperanza. I am not a fan of a friend to lovers but, I must confess, that the scene when these two fall in love totally stole my heart away. I do believe the author has talent for writing emotional scenes, I found a lot in the book and they are what, in my opinion, makes the book a page-turner.
The poor boy believes to be cursed by the number 7 because horrible things happen when it is involved. He was born at 7 months and almost didn’t make it, his heart stopped 7 times before he was born, he broke 7 bones by the time he has 7 years old and when he turned 7, he lost everyone he loved. Yeah, I can see a pattern there.
What I loved the most about this book was that it was full of twists. There were times when I felt I knew the guy as well as the palm of my hand, but he will prove me wrong again and again. I saw as much kindness and cruelty in him and I just couldn’t and didn’t want to see the latter. It truly broke my heart to see how twisted life turned him to help him survive. I saw the dark side of his true love and the even darker side of those monsters that kept tormenting them. I also saw light in those monsters and, to be honest, even made me understand them a little. It is always confusing when you see a spark of humanity on someone you thought lacked it. I started to care for some of those cruel people because I became so familiar with them. I could truly feel the turmoil in Kevyn’s heart and how he judged by the Mexican and Russian cartels for feeling something besides pure hate for the rival crime organization. It is a miracle the guy survived and sometimes I wonder if he truly did.
This is not your average mafia romance novel. It is full of mysterious and twisted plots that will make your heart ache and wonder if there is any goodness in this world at all. It has a HEA, but it is probably to the fairy tale kind of one some wish to see. Therefore, be prepare for it and the whole novel. I assure you that once you start it, like it or not, you won’t be able to put it down.
Reviewer of Romance Authors That Rock
Posted by mindygrindstaff
In fact, apart from the angry bit, he was nothing like that.
Life is a bitch, but if Tabitha Brownlee was to be believed, Death is an alcoholic megalomaniac with a penchant for single malt and eyebrows that meet in the middle. The problem? He alone had the power to put her soul back into her body and evict the crazy S.O.B. who’d taken her place.
Date Published: 22 April 2017
Publisher: Evolved publishing
All the Left Hand of Death wants is something to call her own, but is the price too high?
Ellaeva, the fated avatar of the death goddess, is desperate to track down her missing family but the trail is decades old. Instead, she discovers her battered and bloodied sister priestesses driven across the Jerreki border on pain of death. Ellaeva must turn aside from her personal quest to investigate the murders, only to find her parents have been taken into the heart of the conflict.
Lyram Aharris, favoured son of the royal line of Ahlleyn, is the only living person she trusts to help her infiltrate the enemy stronghold and uproot the horror they find there, but their chequered past threatens the mission. Accompanying him is his crown prince, the one man Lyram wants dead above all others.
Now Ellaeva must face down the darkness in her soul before a dark god is brought into the world.
At the boundary of life and death, all oaths will be tested.
I preface this review with the fact that I rarely give five star ratings. A novel really has to wow me to earn five stars, and this one did. While it does suffer from the fact that it is not a true stand alone novel, and there is a lot that the reader has to read between the lines on if he or she has not read the first book in this series (which I have not), the author has spent so much time creating an internally-consistent world that I was able to readily forgive those flaws. There is a lot to recommend about this book aside from the aforementioned world creation. The characters are complex and not all all one-dimensional, which is so nice to read. Even the prince, who I really loathed, was not a caricature. There are numerous references to the physical transgressions between the two main characters, but all of the action takes place off stage, as it were. Therefore, I feel comfortable recommending the book to mature readers 16+. There is a LOT of bloody violence, however, and squeamish readers might be well-advised to give this book a pass. I will definitely have to go back now and read the first book in the series then re-read this installment so I can more fully appreciate the intrigue and bask once again in the setting that was so well-constructed.
Reviewed by HR Duby for Romance Authors that Rock
Ciara Ballintyne grew up on a steady diet of adult epic fantasy from the age of nine, leaving her with a rather confused outlook on life – she believes the good guys should always win, but knows they often don’t. She is an oxymoron; an idealistic cynic. Her debut work is Confronting the Demon, and In the Company of the Dead is her first book to be published with Evolved Publishing. She holds degrees in law and accounting, and is a practising financial services lawyer. In her spare time, she speculates about taking over the world.
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following is an excerpt from BLEEDING HEARTS Demimonde Book 1 by Ash Krafton
hall housing the Egyptian exhibitions, I immediately noted the change in the
atmosphere. The room was cool and dry, its climate controlled to mimic the conditions
in which the relics had existed in their native land.
had been designed to resemble an Old Kingdom temple. The main lights were
dimmed while strategically-placed spotlights emphasized massive columns and
magnificent wall carvings like sunbeams through temple windows.
room. No other tourists. Even better. I meandered, enjoying the rare
opportunity to linger.
I ran my gaze up each of the columns, reading the images, admiring the palm
leaves carved at the tops like great stone trees. Eyes toward the ceilings, I
turned slowly around, admiring the handiwork of the ancient artists.
to live in those lands and those times? Could an ancient version of my spirit
have been there, stepping barefoot and silently through a sandy temple like
contemplation, I was completely unprepared for the shock of smacking into
someone, bumping him hard enough to lose my balance. I’d have fallen had he not
caught my arm. Wide-eyed with consternation, I stammered an apology to the
handsome but serious-faced gentleman.
not hurt, I hope?” His voice, deep and smooth, sent shivers marching down
my neck, between my shoulders, down my spine.
okay.” I shook my head, too shy to make direct eye contact, wishing I’d
checked my hair and lipstick before coming in. “I’m far too adept at being
grin and I caught a glimpse of nice white teeth. “Temples are places for
spiritual reflection. It is forgivable if your vision was turned inward, rather
than toward where you were walking.”
softened by amusement, he tilted his head toward the pillars. “Majestic,
glance at him—black hair smoothed back into a discreet tail, clear light skin
framed by long sideburns, strong jaw culminating in a square, cleft chin. Like
the other items in the museum, something about him made me want to look closer,
inspect each detail.
warmed my cheeks and ears so I quickly turned back to the heights of the
exhibition. Murmuring a sound of agreement, I circled the column, stepping a
few feet away so I could see both him and the stone. “Do you visit this
allowed me to take in more of his appearance a tiny section at a time. Clothing
dark as his hair. Long blazer, something in between a suit coat and an
overcoat. In one hand he carried a bound book and fountain pen, as if he’d been
calm and steady and entirely on me. Taking a deep breath I permitted the
contact of the direct look. My boldness was well-rewarded. His Paul Newman lips
brought to mind the sculptured busts on display in the Greco-Roman Quarters and
he wore a stern expression that cast a veil of hardness upon his features,
enhancing the impression he’d been carved from marble.
eyes. The Roman busts bore eyes that were blank and white but this man’s eyes
were alive with bright green color. Like gemstones, they glittered and drew my
actually,” he said. “My first time here. Although, I admit, I’m drawn
to places like this.” His voice made music of the words—deep bass notes
and soothing rhythm.
I said. “A man after my own heart.” His left eyebrow arched so
sharply I thought it might disappear into his hairline and I hurriedly
continued. “Are you a professor?”
nothing like that. I do studying of my own, it’s not a living. It’s more of a
hobby. Personal research, of sorts.”
past times is one of my pastimes. It’s my preferred form of
Eyebrow cocked again, he cast a disapproving look at me and swept his hand
around the contrived temple. “Would the gods be pleased to know they are
reduced to the level of entertainment?”
so.” I kept my tone light. Considering the seriousness of his expression,
I didn’t want to accidentally insult him. “Otherwise, they’d have to be
content with staying dead, right?”
over me and I shivered again as if the touch had been tangible, a brush of
fingertips against my cheek.
leave you to your worship. I mean, your wanderings.” He gave me a
conspirator’s wink. “Unless…”
with a quiet clearing of throat as he tucked his notebook and pen into an
inside pocket. “You wouldn’t mind a companion? Sometimes one sees things
differently when seeing through another’s eyes. I would appreciate a new
over, listening to the rain spattering the windows and distant voices echoing
faintly from other rooms. Although I’d looked forward to a quiet afternoon, it
might be nice to spend it with someone who seemed to share my interests. He
certainly was attractive, and his pleasant voice intrigued me.
become used to living inside a shell. This man made me want to step outside for
that.” I smiled at his pleased expression. “I’m Sophie, by the
way.” I stuck out my hand in introduction.
shaking my hand, he bent his head over it and pressed polite lips to the backs
of my fingers. The quaint gesture would have seemed strange and out of place
had we been elsewhere. “I am Marek. Pleased to make your
from the unexpected kiss, I fought the urge to curtsy. “Well, Marek. Lead
me into the past.”
sent a thrill down the back of my neck. “That’s exactly the sort of thing
I’d hoped you say. Shall we?”
heel and swept out a hand with a slight bow, indicating the archway to another
exhibit. For the first time since I’d been coming to this museum, I wondered
what I’d see on the other side, and was surprised to realize I wasn’t afraid to
In this collection of nine short stories, Nightingale matches wits against demons from Hell, monsters created by humans, and Satanists who have done their own private deals with the devil.
The stories are – Still Bleeding, Cursed, Blood Bath, I Know Who Did It, My Name Is Lydia, The Creeper, Children Of The Dark, Tracks, and The Undead.
PLUS – A free copy of DevilZone, a Jack Nightingale screenplay. The movie was never made, but the screenplay became the basis for the first Jack Nightingale novel, Nightfall.
PRAISE FOR THE JACK NIGHTINGALE SERIES
‘A wicked read’ Anthony Horowitz
‘Another great thriller from Stephen Leather but this time with a devilish twist!’ James Herbert
‘Written with panache, and a fine ear for dialogue, Leather manages the collision between the real and the occult with exceptional skill’ Daily Mail
‘A stunning masterclass in darkness from a ferocious talent who excels in putting the devil in the details’ Daily Record
Book Review – Nightingale: 9 Jack Nightingale Supernatural Short Stories
> This book contains 9 short stories in the Jack Nightingale series. Each of the stories in this collection standalone. Most include Jack’s assistant, Jenny. Jack is a private investigator who specializes in the paranormal. Jack doesn’t have any paranormal qualities, but happens to know people who can help him figure out what to do. I don’t really like the plot trick of having an answer person explain all and then figuring out the clues.
>The situation is described first, usually in a chapter long scene of incredible gore and violence. Jack is then called in to solve the mystery or stop the action somehow. The “Know all” characters, such as the Wicca store owner, then help Jack along. These stories all involved the Devil or a demon and were quite graphic and a bit disgusting. Jack even works for a satanist which is odd, as the satanist is portrayed as a good guy.
>This book gave the general feel of uneasiness and dread. The mysteries were too short to be exciting. The violence was too gory and grotesque to be anything but hard to read. Nothing about Jack made me care about him. There wasn’t any type or hint of romance, even though Jenny was in most of the stories. I am a reviewer for Romance Authors the Rock. This book is appropriate for an adult audience. I am giving the story 3 hearts.
Rosira is a Valtain, a religious figure marked from birth by her albino skin and white hair. Rebellious and free spirited, she rails against her restricted life within the walls of the Church. To a Valtain, time is precious — their lives are short and sickly, and Rosira has no intention of spending the few years she has left stuck in prayer.
Now, the country of Ara is on the brink of a civil war. Determined, vivacious, and dark-haired, the young king Araich is everything his father wasn’t… and it doesn’t go unnoticed. Soon, unrest begins to bubble over, and Rosira finally sees a way to escape the prison of her role.
But violence escalates quickly, and war shows no mercy. Rosira and Araich are thrown together to fight for their country, their freedom, and their own survival. But the stakes climb even higher as they find themselves drawn to each other by more than just duty — and as they discover a power greater than they ever could have imagined.
When Kara Magari uncovers a secret door in the middle of the forest, she discovers (and trips through) a portal to a hidden world full of terrifying things: Ourea. She just wants to go home, but the natives have other plans for her. She clashes with immortal shapeshifters, is carried off by a dragon, nearly dies on several occasions, and somehow becomes the master of an ancient book of magic called the Grimoire. Every time she thinks she’s safe, her new “friends” show their true colors.
Kara needs an ally, or she might not survive Ourea’s monsters. She drops her guard when Braeden, a native soldier with a dark secret, vows to keep her safe. And though she doesn’t know it, her growing attraction to him may just be her undoing.
For twelve years, Braeden Drakonin has lived a lie. The Grimoire is his one chance at redemption, and it lands in his lap when Kara Magari comes into his life. Though he begins to care for this stranded girl, there’s something he wants more. He wants the Grimoire.
Welcome to Ourea, where only the cunning survive.
I give this book 4 hearts
All Jordana wants is to be like her friends instead of her shapeshifter mother who died when she was a kid. So when a stranger claiming to be a scientist offers her a “cure,” she jumps in with no questions.
Christian, a shapeshifter who’s mysteriously shown up at school to befriend her, is furious when he learns that Jordana is rejecting her kind. He doesn’t trust the scientist, either, but all he can do is watch helplessly as the stubborn girl he’s fallen for gets sicker and sicker.
When Jordana finally realizes she is slowly being poisoned, she confronts the man who deceived her. He’s not the scientist he claimed to be, but a powerful warlock. An antidote in his possession can save Jordana’s life, but can she or Christian outwit the warlock in time?
This book is a standalone young adult paranormal romance with an HEA. Jordana is a shifter forced to deny her shifting side to please her human father and mean stepmother. In high school she meets new boy, Christian. Christian reveals he is a shifter too. Due to Jordana’s upbringing, she is afraid of all things shifter.
>Jordana seems like a strong young lady. She is surviving in a bad situation at home. She is learning to hide her true self, while doing good at school. She has friends and a popular boyfriend. What I didn’t understand is how she kept rationalizing the behavior of her boyfriend. He kept pressuring her to have sex and treated other students poorly.
>Christian tried to enlighten Jordana about her boyfriend, but Jordana is stubborn and will not admit there could be a problem to Christian. Why can’t she admit there is a problem to herself though? While the high school life is the main setting, danger comes to Jordana. The alpha side to Christian comes out while he and Jordana are in captivity. The book really took off once the danger was so real.
>The ending of the book is an HEA, but the whole scene of Christian and Jordana facing their classmates and especially Jordana’s ex, especially since he doesn’t know he even is an ex yet, is missing. This book is appropriate for a young adult (16+) audience. I am giving the book 4 hearts. I am a reviewer for Romance Authors the Rock.
This is my first Emilia Hartley read. I really enjoyed the story. It’s short and sweet.
Connor and Tess are the children of rival wolf pack Alpha’s. They shouldn’t be seeing one another let alone be in love. But, they are. One night when they sneak off to be with each other. Tess hears bears attacking Connors truck. When she gets there she finds her brother has snuck out with them and is under attack from two bear shifters. Connor hears the commotion and saves them. Upon his returning home, he finds his compound has been attacked by the bear shifters and is in chaos.
This is the beginning of an all-out war. Can Connor and Tess bring together their stubborn Alpha Father’s because they know the only way to not only defend the packs but defeat the enemy bear shifters is to unite?
Ms. Hartley’s writing is forward moving and will keep you involved and turning pages. Her characters are strong and likable. (event the stubborn old men that are their fathers). If you are in the market for a quick paranormal romance with some action – I recommend this one. It is a series but not a huge cliffhanger of an ending.