Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Book Spotlight : Positively Pippa by Sarah Hegger

Overview : 

“Sarah Hegger's voice is rich and witty and in a word, addictive.” --Terri Osburn

From author Sarah Hegger comes an exciting new series set in small-town Utah, where secrets don’t keep for long—and love turns up in the most unexpected places.

For Pippa Turner there’s only one place to go when her life self-destructs on national TV—home to Ghost Falls, and her heavily perfumed, overly dramatic, but supremely loving grandmother, Philomene. If anyone will understand how Pippa’s hit makeover show was sabotaged by her vengeful ex, it’s Phi. But she’s not the only one who’s happy to see her—and Pippa can’t help but wonder if Matt Evans, her gorgeous high-school crush turned Phi’s contractor, is game for a steamy close-up…
Matt owes his whole career to Phi and her constant demands to embellish the gothically ridiculous house he built for her. Getting to see red-headed, red-hot Pippa is a bonus, especially now that she’s no longer the troublesome teenager he remembers. He’s willing to stay behind the scenes while she gives her own life a much-needed makeover, but not forever. As far as he’s concerned, their connection is too electric to ignore. And the chance to build something lasting between them—before she can high-tail it back to Hollywood—is going to the top of his to-do list…

Excerpt : 

“Aren’t you—?”

“No.” Not anymore she wasn’t. Pippa snatched her boarding pass from the check-in attendant and tugged her baseball cap lower over her eyes. Couldn’t Kim Kardashian help a girl out and release another sex tape or something? Anything to get Pippa away from the social media lynch mob. She kept her head down until she found her gate, and chose the seat farthest away from the other passengers waiting to board the flight to Salt Lake City. Latest copy of Vogue blocking her face, she flipped through the glossy pages.

Peeping over the top of her magazine she slammed straight into the narrowed gaze of a woman three rows over. Shit! Pippa dropped the woman’s gaze and went back to Vivienne Westwood bucking the trend.

Across the airport lounge the woman’s glare beamed into the top of her head like those laser tracking things you saw in spy movies. Pippa buckled under the burn and slouched lower into her seat.

Look at that, Fendi was doing fabulous separates this season. And really, Ralph Lauren, that’s your idea of a plus-size model? Stuff like this made her job so much harder.

Her former job.

Losing her show still clawed at her. Losing? Like she’d left the damn thing at Starbucks as she picked up her morning latte. More like her jackass ex with zero conscience had knocked it out of her hand. Framed, stitched up, wrongfully accused—judged, found guilty, and sentenced to a plethora of public loathing wiping out all the years spent building her career. Burning sense of injustice aside, she was stuck in this thing until it went away.

Angry Woman lurked in her peripheral vision. As sweat slid down her sides, Pippa tucked her elbows in tight and risked another glance.

Under an iron-gray row of rigidly permed bangs, the woman’s mouth puckered up.

Back to Vogue. The knot in her stomach twisted tighter, and she checked her cap. What the hell? A baseball cap and shades always worked for other celebrities. Why not her?

Angry Woman squared her shoulders and huffed.

This could go one of two ways. Either Angry Woman would come over and give her a piece of her mind on behalf of women everywhere, or she’d confine her anger to vicious staring and muttering. Maybe some head shaking. Please don’t let her be a crusader for women. Please, please, please. After two weeks of glares, stares and condemnation, Pippa had gotten the message:

Pippa St. Amor, the woman America loves to hate.

Right now, all she wanted was to sneak home and stay there until someone else topped her scandal. God, didn’t Vogue have anything fresh? She’d make a list. Lists were good. Soothing. Item one, run away from Angry Woman and hide in the bathroom. Item two, get your career back. She moved item two up to first place, where it had been since she left home at eighteen, and gauged the distance between her and the bathroom door. She’d never make it.

Angry Woman lifted her phone and snapped a shot of Pippa.

Damn, she’d forgotten that option; this one by far the worst. God, she hated Twitter. And Facebook. And Instagram, and Snapchat, and whatever-the-hell new social torment site some asshat was thinking up right this minute. The ongoing public derision chipped off bits of her until she felt like an open nerve ending.

A friend huddled next to Angry Woman, long hair that was totally the wrong shade of brown and aged her by ten years at least. If Pippa had her on the show, Long Hair would be wearing a cute, hip cut, a fresh new makeup look, and mile-wide smile with her new sense of self.

The reveals never got old. There was something about a woman finally seeing her own beauty that made all the other crap that went with a television career worth it. Ray had ripped that away from her too.

Pippa was getting it with double barrels now. Lips tight, matching twin spots of outraged color staining their cheeks as they whispered over Angry Woman’s phone. They both wore mom jeans. Up until two weeks ago it had been her mission to deliver moms everywhere from jeans like that. Along with those nasty, out of shape T-shirts they sold in three-packs of meh colors that had no business existing on the color spectrum. Angry and Long Hair were so her demographic. They’d probably seen the original episode live and watched it over and over again on demand or something. Maybe even watching it right this minute on YouTube.

YouTube! She hated YouTube, too.

Why didn’t they call her flight already and get her the hell out of here?

About Author : 

Born British and raised in South Africa, Sarah Hegger suffers from an incurable case of wanderlust. Her match? A hot Canadian engineer, whose marriage proposal she accepted six short weeks after they first met. Together they’ve made homes in seven different cities across three different continents (and back again once or twice). If only it made her multilingual, but the best she can manage is idiosyncratic English, fluent Afrikaans, conversant Russian, pigeon Portuguese, even worse Zulu and enough French to get herself into trouble.

Mimicking her globe trotting adventures, Sarah’s career path began as a gainfully employed actress, drifted into public relations, settled a moment in advertising, and eventually took root in the fertile soil of her first love, writing. She also moonlights as a wife and mother.

She currently lives in Littleton, Colorado, with her teenage daughters, an evolving pet army and aforementioned husband. Part footloose buccaneer, part quixotic observer of life, Sarah’s restless heart is most content when reading or writing books. 
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Monday, May 22, 2017

Book Review : Dangerous Brains by Erik Hamre

Synopsis : 

Brilliant computer scientist, Vladimir Sorovis, is packing up his office when his day is interrupted by a military helicopter carrying a highly unexpected guest.

Ushered to a secret location deep in the Nevada desert, Vladimir learns how his former employer, billionaire and serial-entrepreneur Andrew Kevorkian, has been siphoning off hundreds of millions to fund a clandestine deep tech research lab.

Now the Government holds grave fears for what Kevorkian may have created at his lab.

With world order as we know it at stake, Vladimir and a select team of AI-experts are catapulted into a race against time to understand exactly what they are dealing with.
Things, however, are not always what they seem…

Review : 

This is the first time I read story from Mr. Hamre and I can say for sure not the last time. Really great science fiction story.

First I want to talk about the characters. Actually I like all the characters except their names. But of course it was just me. Anyway, the main character is Vladimir Sorovis. He is star engineer working at defunct Neuralgo, brain mapping company. One day he get surprised visit from Head of DARPA because of his involvement with Kevorkian. And the rest they say is history.

Well, I will be honest. At first this story doesn't really interest me. You can say that I have reader block at the time. Don't know why I just cannot finish it, until one day I decide that I have to finish this. And I can tell for sure that I am glad I did it. The story is unique and interesting. It keeps you hook until the end. The ending is really unpredictable. Still there's some mystery left but I can tolerate it because I really like the story. My only critique is the story was quite narrow. I mean I can understand that it want to focus the story only for certain things. But it was done at the expense of making it less grand and quite unbelievable. And the lack of epilogue doesn't help either. Still I appreciated the author efforts to make great science fiction and unpredictable story.

I really recommend this story for all science fiction lovers. Cannot wait for Mr. Hamre next book.

Rating : 5 of 5 stars


Tuesday, May 16, 2017

K-drama: Shining Inheritance/Brilliant Legacy (2009)


Go Eun Sung and his autism brother were devastated by death of their father and they have to survive on their own. Later Go Eun Sung saved a rich grandmother who impressed with her personality and wants to give her inheritance to Eun Sung.


This is a modern cinderella story. Go Eun Sung need to take care of her autism brother and live on their own selves after being chased out from house by her step mother. Later she meets old grandmother who apparently own Jin Sung Enterprise and wants to give Eun Sung the company as inheritance.

This drama is focus on family story and square love issues. It is quite complicated yet interesting drama. I like all the castings for main role, they really suit for their roles. I like the strong characteristic of the 4 main roles here. Eun Sung is a kind girl who likes to hard work and help other peoples. Hwan is arrogant boy who is very bossy. Seung Mi is a kind girl who loves Hwan and like to do anything just to get Hwan even bad things and Park Jun Se is mature man who likes to pursue his culinary career and protective of Eun Sung.

The story of this drama is pretty unique and I like the connection between Hwan and Eun Sung. They firstly meet because of luggage exchanged issue and later Hwan hates Eun Sung because his grandmother wants Eun Sung to inherit what actually belongs to him. During the process, he starts to feel for Eun Sung and fall in love with her. I like how this drama is taking their connections slowly and not rushing. We can see simple things Hwan did for Eun Sung each episodes. Every episode has something new to happen, this drama keeps moving with each episodes. The only thing I want is I hope this drama has more humor, more funny scenes instead of more tense and sad scenes.

Hwan and Eun Sung relationship starts from hate become love relationship. They disliked each other before fall in love. If you like this kind relationship, this drama is absolutely for you and definitely should be in your list.

My rating: 8/10

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Friday, May 12, 2017

K-drama: Jealousy Incarnate (2016)


A love triangle between Pyo Na Ri, a weather anchor with her fellow Lee Hwa Sin and Lee Hwa Sin bestfriend, Go Jung Won.


This is one Korean drama that I really feel like to review after Another Miss Oh. I watched some korean drama in between but none really capture my heart. I watched this during my lunch time at this website. I do not have much expectations, but the drama getting more interesting each episode and without my realization, I become addicted to this Korean drama and I love the ost soundtrack of this drama so much. The ost of this drama could be found at youtube.

The story of this drama is pretty simple, Pyo Na Ri had 3 years crush on Lee Hwa Sin, but Lee Hwa Sin always ignored her. Lee Hwa Sin bestfriend, Go Jung Won Likes Pyo Na Ri. Pyo Na Ri always be at Hwa Sin side whenever he needs support. Like when he diagnosed with breast cancer, Pyo Na Ri is always help him and at his side. Slowly Lee Hwa Sin developed feeling for Pyo Na Ri.

What I liked from this drama is its pretty focus on the main characters and the relationship between Pyo Na Ri and Lee Hwa Sin seems natural and slow-but-sure, unlike recent Korean drama which relationship is moving too fast. Although I do not know any actor playing this drama, I have to admit they all have good acting that keeps me going to watch this drama.

What I do not like from this drama is sometimes the story feels like too dragging for couple of episodes, total episode is 24 and with that simple story, Couple of episodes should be combined into one instead of couple of episodes. This love triangle is so simple yet many unnecessary problems or details get into it.

The ones that always be the end of episodes are always about this love triangle scenes that arouse curiosity, nothing else. Yet, this still feel interesting. This drama also suitable for mature audiences. The problems in this drama is pretty heavy like breast cancer and infertility issues. Both Pyo Na Ri and Lee Hwa Sin looks professionals at their job which makes us see them as professional news anchors instead of actors.  I recommend this drama if you like simple love triangle romance. The story is easy to follow and the acting of actors will capture your mind.

My rating: 7/10

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Game Review : Top Secret

Dear All, 

Currently I am playing game called Top Secret. What ? Top Secret ? What kind of secret ? Well, I know about this game from Kickstarter on 2015. This game was developed by James Long (indie programmer). It just recently released for public. 

What kind of game Top Secret is ? 

Maybe you guys have some idea after seeing the picture. There's several big radars and a building. Guess what is the connection between big radar and building. Well, it turns out the connection is TOP SECRET. The secret collected by NSA (No Such Agency ??? LOL). 

Well, in this game, you played as Senior Intelligence Analyst in NSA. You were given task to find who leaked secret NSA material to Journalists. According to James, this game was inspired by Snowden Leaks. There are 2 ways to play this game. You can play it using real email (with internet connection, real time messages, and real time encryption). Or the simple one, you can play it using computer without internet and immediately (using Fast Forward button of course). 

You can see from the picture about. You will get several emails. You have to reply them and from there, you have to find clue. Depending on your reply, it will affects the ending. From what I know there are 4 endings. All this time, I only get 2 endings. Good ending and worst ending

Anyway, the game is quite short. I really mean it. You can finish it less than 30 minutes (of course if you are playing real time, it will take 2 weeks in effect). Overall, this is an interesting and unique games. Unfortunately, it was quite simple and straightforward. Despite multiple ending, actually there are not many choices you can take. You just keep following the story. It would be much better if it was longer and more unpredictable. Anyway, I kind understand the programmer difficulty with that case. Still with enough time and resources, I think it can be implemented. One bad point that I've noted is the game was not released on Steam. So you can only get it via developers web page. The good points is I learned about PGP encryption. So, I can be a little mysterious and secret. Haha

Anyway, I still recommend this game for espionage game lovers. I hope in the future, there will be more and more game played via email. It certainly is very interactive. You can get the game here Top Secret

Update#1 : I already get the 3rd ending. Now I want to change my mind. It looks like 3rd ending is the best one. Because ... well I cannot spoil it right. Cannot wait to get the 4th ending ^^

Update#2 : I can say for sure 4th ending could be your dream comes true or your nightmare depending on your opinion regarding Snowden leaks. 

I am glad that I already found all the ending. Still it doesn't change anything about my review. 

Rating : 7 of 10 stars


Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Book Review : Infinity Born by Douglas E Richards

Synopsis : 

A breathtaking near-future thriller. The new novel by the NY Times bestselling author whose books have been downloaded over a million times.

When DARPA’s billion-dollar program to create Artificial Superintelligence is sabotaged, US operative Cameron Carr is tasked with finding the culprit. He’s been on high-stakes missions before, but this time the stakes are nothing less than the future of humanity. Because the race to evolve a superintelligent computer is on, and power players around the world will stop at nothing to get there first.

In the right hands, Artificial Superintelligence could lift humanity to towering heights. But in the wrong hands, this technology could represent the greatest threat humanity has ever seen . . .

Ripped from tomorrow’s headlines, Infinity Born is a roller-coaster ride of a thriller that explores the deadly perils and mind-blowing possibilities that await the human race—including both extinction and immortality.

As our phones and computers become ever smarter, Infinity Born takes an unblinking look at a technological tipping point that is just around the corner. One that will have a profound impact on the future course of human history.
Review : 

At last, I really love the cover and tittle. Very science fiction. It really shows what the story is all about.

I respect Mr. Richards for being able to make great story. I have no doubt about all his science fiction story. It is a must read for me. This is stand alone story. Not continuation from his Nick Hall series. The main character is Cameron Carr, Naval lieutenant and special ops, in USA. He was tasked with the job to solve who sabotaged US efforts to develop AGI program. The other characters are couple David Bram and Riley Ridgeway, Isaac Jordan, etc. To be honest I think all of them are interesting characters if not a little bit bland. I don't mean it's not interesting. It just your typical hero and genius characters. And I like the bad guys. I mean it was quite rare to have smart bad guys.

The story is very interesting. It was about AI. I won't tell you the detail because the science was a little bit too heavy for me. Mr Richards craft the story expertly. Unfortunately I don't quite like the opening. Not bad but a little too hasty for my liking. And the ending doesn't help either. Unlike his previous science fiction stories, this one is quite straightforward and predictable. After you read certain part, you kind of know how it will end. All in all, it was a little too long for its own good. I don't know why but the narrative and several change point of view is quite not smooth. It is jumping but it was all explained at the end.

Anyway, the themed was quite similar with Split Second. But I prefer Split Second much more than this one. It just that Mr Richard should tone his science a little bit and make the story unpredictable. Still it is great story and make you wanting for more. I really recommend this story for science fiction lovers.

Rating : 4.5 of 5 stars


Saturday, May 6, 2017

Book Review : Emergence by Nick M Lloyd

Synopsis :

The Gadium have been ruling the galaxy for millennia, manipulating probability to ensure their continued domination.

On Earth, Jack Bullage survives a horrendous car accident.

Reporter Louise Harding has a score to settle with Jack. She investigates all the options, even the most unbelievable ones.

How did he get to be so lucky?

The Gadium have the answers. They know why Jack is special. It’s just evolution; he’s developing the ability to ‘ride the parallels.’

This could herald Earth's Emergence, a new era, an end to its isolation in the galaxy – but Gadium approval is not assured and Jack may be evolving too fast for their plans.

Review :

It's been a long time since I finished my last book. To be honest the cover doesn't really appeal to me, but somehow it makes me check the blurb and I am glad I did it. It turned out the story was much better than the cover.

First I want to say that there are several main characters. Don't let the blurb make you think Jack is the only main characters. Actually I thought Gadium commanders are the main one. People who watch anime Tytania will understand what I mean. On one side we have earth people like Jack, Louise, Jeff, Bob, James, etc. On Gadium side we have Justio, Aytch, Jenkins, Sharnia, etc. Their lives interact and influence each other. I will be honest the science part is too deep for my brain (or maybe I am just too dense to understand it ? LOL). Anyway, I just skip it and continue with the story. I don't know whether my lack of science knowledge affect my understanding of this story or not. But, certainly it would be better if the author make the hypothetical science much more simple.

Anyway, the story itself is very interesting at least the premise. It just that there are too many characters with different point of view but lack of function. I mean it feels like they are there just for the sake of being there (or to scramble our brain ??? LOL). I always love story with different point of view from different characters, as long as it doesn't make the story too long. Unfortunately in this case, I feel the story was dragged because of unnecessary different point of view that led to nothing. Basically it sacrifice quality for quantity. Even I believe it affects the ending. After certain pages, you become impatient with the story and just want to know how it will end. There are certain things that was not explained clearly. Maybe you need to reread it again and again to completely understand it. Or maybe you don't because that's just plot hole. I don't know.

For all of it's good and bad, I still recommend this book for science fiction lovers because it was unique and well ... still quite mainstream. Cannot wait for the sequel because the conflict certainly intriqueful and the author left the ending open for next installment.

My rating : 4 of 5 stars


Book Tour : Middle South by Maya Nessouli Abboushi

On a hilarious journey that takes Layla from the Southeast to the Middle East and back, she finds out a little more about herself and what she is looking for in life and in love.

Book Details:

Book Title: Middle South by Maya Nessouli Abboushi
Category: Adult Fiction, 215 pages
Genre: Women's Fiction
Publisher: Lanier Press
Release date: March 8, 2017
Tour dates: April 17 to May 5, 2017
Content Rating: PG-13

Book Description:

Layla has recently moved out of her parents’ home in the Atlanta suburbs and into an apartment in the city to assert her independence. Between her job as a feature writer for a small newspaper and her social life, Layla has little time to think about marriage and children, much to the dismay of her Lebanese parents.

On a hilarious journey that takes Layla from the Southeast to the Middle East and back, she finds out a little more about herself and what she is looking for in life and in love.

Author Interview :

1. How long did it take you to write Middle South?

It took me years to write Middle South. I always saw it as a hobby that I could pick back up whenever I had time. Motherhood consumed me in the most beautiful way, and I was lucky enough to immerse myself completely in that for a few years.

2. Do you ever get writer’s block? What helps you overcome it?

I get writer’s block all the time, but I never had a deadline so I would just put the book down. It always passes, and sometimes the solution is to step away from it for a moment rather than trying to force creativity.
3. What was your favorite thing about writing your book?

My favorite thing about writing my book was it gave me a sense of self. When I write, I'm just me.
4. What do you hope readers take away from Middle South?

I really hope readers learn a little about the Lebanese culture. And I really hope they laugh.

5. What advice would you give budding writers?

My advice to budding writers is to just write. Turn on your computer and write from the heart.

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Maya Nessouli Abboushi is a Lebanese American born and raised in the United States. She lives in Atlanta with her husband and three children. This is her first novel.

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Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Book Tour : Black Dawn by Mallory McCartney

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This is my stop during the blog tour for Black Dawn by Mallory McCartney. This blog tour is organized by Lola's Blog Tours. The blog tour runs from 1 till 21 May. View the tour schedule here.

Black DawnBlack Dawn (Black Dawn #1)
By Mallory McCartney
Genre: Fantasy
Age category: Young Adult/ New Adult
Release Date: February 14, 2017

The end of an Empire, the rise of a Queen.

Emory Fae enjoys leading a quiet, normal life. That is until two mysterious, and handsome soldiers show up at her apartment, and the life she knew is instantly whisked away. Memphis Carter and Brokk Foster come from the magical and war ridden world of Kiero, and upon Emory's arrival she will discover she is the long-lost heir to the Royal Line and is thrown into the Black Dawn Rebellion with a dynamic role to ignite the rebels and reclaim her throne.

With both men being darkly woven in her past Emory uncovers hidden secrets, a power held long dormant, and will soon realize there are worse things than supernatural humans, love, loss, betrayal, and a Mad King.

Some things are better left in the shadows.

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Mallory McCartneyAbout the Author:
Mallory McCartney currently lives in London, Ontario with her husband and their two dachshunds Link and Lola. Black Dawn is her debut novel, the first in a series. When she isn’t working on her next novel or reading, she can be found dog grooming, book shopping and hiking. Other favorite pastimes involve reorganizing perpetually overflowing bookshelves and seeking out new coffee and dessert shops.

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Monday, May 1, 2017

Review: Forever Rose (2017)


Alessandro Santini back to year 1737 because of supermoon event that open the portal to go back to years behind. He met Rose Estes. The portal only open every fourteen months. While back in 1737, he learns a lot about Rose and her family. Suddenly there is an accident that almost take Rose' life, Alex had to go back to his time to obtain medicine to save Rose in time otherwise he will lose her like he lost his late wife.


Alessandro Santini is a doctor in his time which is year 2037, he personally had rough past time. He lost his wife because he could not save her in time. He had been through therapy, but the pain still in his heart. One day, there is supermoon phenomenon that open the portal to different time. He accidentally go through that portal and back to year 1737 and met Rose Estes. He likes her at the first sight actually and as the time passed he learnt that there is some people wants to take Rose' life. the first attempt is at their meeting and later when Rose' life in danger, Alex had to go back to his time to obtain the medicine in time and come back to 1737 to save Rose, otherwise he will lose Rose like he lost his late wife.

Actually this story is different from what I had imagine when I read the synopsis the first time. I was thinking the story is about a man that can go back and forth to past and future not a man that is trapped in 1737. This story is historical love story. Around page 100, I still not sure where the story's going and around page 837 Alex just be able to back to his 21st century time to get medicine for Rose. I found this novel is pretty boring. the story is pretty slow and it makes me bored. I hope the story could be more dynamic so even its historical it won't feel bored.

The writing itself is pretty good. I understand the whole story. I understand the pain that Alex felt and How he notices Rose pretty well and how they like each other. If you really into historical love story, this book is for you.

My rating: 3.5/5

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Book Tour : The Spoils of Allveils by S.N. McKibben

The Spoils of Allsveil
by S.N. McKibben
Genre: Fantasy, Romance

Murder. Marriage. Forgiveness. The kingdom of Allsveil is the chessboard, and the royals are the pieces.
Two noble families meet in a whirlwind of battle, conquest, hate, and passion.
When a neighboring army conquers her home, Princess Alexia is forced to marry her father’s murderer, Darrin, the new king's young prince. While Alexia grapples with revenge and flirtation, finding her own strength in the process, the new king, Goththor, seeks forgiveness from his queen and from himself. Two generations learn that the game of chess is nothing compared to the game of love and forgiveness...
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Sunday, April 30, 2017

Book Review: Still Life (2015)


Sawyer fall for the first sight at Elizabeth and he determined to have her in his life. He has dark past that still haunting him yet he loves Elizabeth so much. Elizabeth loves Sawyer and Todd, his longtime best friend who got crush on her. She determined to be happy with Sawyer and overcome both their dark past trauma and move on their life.


Firstly, I fall in love on the synopsis of the novel. The story seems interesting. Todd, Elizabeth' childhood friend loves Elizabeth and want to be in serious relationship with her, yet Elizabeth loves Sawyer and Sawyer loves her too. But Sawyer had temperament problem and his dark childhood who still gives scars in Sawyer hearts is not easy to handle. Sawyer seek therapist too, named Teri.
Sawyer joined Seal navy to forget his abusive father and move on his life. One day, he quit seal and start college life. Elizabeth and Sawyer have strong emotional attracts for each other and they determine to overcome whatever may come in their relationship.

This is the first novel I read by a.m johnson. While the story is pretty interesting, I feel that this novel is full of violence. Sawyer is not a hero gentleman for me. I don't like his temperamental abusive attitudes. It is when he had nightmares or he feels very angry. Sawyer is not a man for me. I know he loves Elizabeth so much and want to try anything to make their relationship work. I still feel annoying with his temperament attitudes.

The writing itself is pretty good. The good point of this novel is the emotional thing, it's describe the feelings like sad, disappointment, jealousy pretty well. I have to give credit for that. Though I read the novel until finish. I just enjoy the emotional parts between Sawyer and Elizabeth. I still thinking to continue read next novel, Still Water. It feels like the first novel does not really convince me to read the second sequel. I still recommend the novel if you really like emotional scenes without feeling annoyed with some violence scenes.

My rating: 3.5/5

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Friday, April 28, 2017

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Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Book Tour : Beneath The Night by Jen Colly

by Jen Colly
Pub date: 4/25/2017
Genre: Paranormal Romance

Sometimes survival means surrendering everything . . .
Lord Navarre Casteel wakes from a long sleep to find the vampire city he rules forever changed and his future in the hands of a mysterious beauty who offers her life for his. Fiery-haired Cat survives his feeding, fueling Navarre’s body and mind—as well as his suspicion that she is one of the Forbidden—a lethal mix of vampire and human blood. Yet that doesn’t stop the throb of Navarre’s desire, the feeling that she is destined to be his mate, to hell with consequences. . . .

A solitary fighter sworn to protect the children in her charge, Cat never expects to feel so much for Navarre in the face of his savage feeding. Which is why his offer of protection is nearly her undoing. For how can she let down her guard when she has always walked alone? But Cat has never faced an enemy like the one she faces now, never felt such a powerful need to surrender to the force of love . . .

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Peace. He didn’t care for the word, didn’t believe in its existence. The
concept seemed possible, and certainly desired, but he’d yet to witness it
in his own life. Even when Balinese had been under Lord Navarre’s rule,
the city prospering and harmonious, Devlin Savard had not been at peace.
Savard glanced over his shoulder for the second time tonight. Something
had him on edge. He scanned the tree line at his back. Nothing.
From where he stood, high on a hillside, the impressive château below him
seemed somehow benign. Yet it concealed the entrance to Balinese, a vast
underground city of vampires. The forest surrounding the château took it a
step further, cloaking the stone structure from any who might wander near.
Winter was well on the way, and though snow had yet to fall, it would
come soon enough. The château had been sealed and prepped months ago,
and only in the last few weeks had the chill of the night permeated the
ground and seeped into the city below.
Savard cocked his head slightly. A low ripple of energy in the air sent
his senses on high alert, rousing survival instincts that had refused to fade
over time. Someone, or something, approached.
He curled his fingers around the hilt of his sword, but then the shift in
energy became substantial and settled at his right side. Heavy, like waves
on the ocean. Then, though the air around him was already cold, a chilled
patch of air pushed toward him.
“Report,” Savard commanded. Keir dropped out of his invisible Spirit
form and appeared at Savard’s right.
“You’re damn hard to sneak up on,” Keir said, and then suddenly
thinking better of his words, he raised his hands in mock surrender. “Not
that I was sneaking.”
Savard nodded, but said nothing. It was best others didn’t know how
Savard’s talents worked, especially when he knew of no other who possessed
a similar gift. In Spirit, Keir moved with a certain high-energy fluidity,
something Savard had yet to encounter in another vampire, and was
easily recognizable.
Finally glancing at the man who had joined him, Savard asked,
“What did you find?”
“Nothing,” Keir said, supremely confident in his own abilities.
Savard simply nodded.
“I give you the same answer every night. Seven years of nothing. You’re
not paying me to say ‘nothing’ to you every night.” Keir scratched his chin,
the goatee darkening his already sinister look. “You bought my loyalty.”
“Have I?”
Keir cracked a grin. “Yeah, you have.”
“Perhaps.” Savard looked over his shoulder, once again peering deep into
the forest, but still finding nothing amiss. “One day your answer will change.”
“And when it does?”
“Then everything will change,” Savard said, his tone even, expectant.
Savard would have been a fool to not at least attempt to buy Keir’s loyalty,
and so far it had paid off. The man was an ace in his pocket. While Savard’s
own ability to travel in Spirit was extensive, Keir’s was unsurpassed.
Since the phenomenon of traveling in Spirit only seemed to surface
when a vampire was caught in a fight-or-flight situation, Guardians tended
to be the most likely to possess the ability. The species had lived in peace
for centuries, and few had experienced even a small taste of taking Spirit.
Once the trick of walking in Spirit was learned, it was simple to duplicate,
though most couldn’t advance beyond several feet in this invisible form.
Some grew physically ill should they pass through an object. The process
also seemed to deplete the body so extensively that most vampires needed
to feed soon after traveling in Spirit.
Not only could Keir travel great distances and pass through multiple
structures with ease, he could linger in Spirit for nearly an hour. Invisible
and undetectable, he was the perfect spy. Having Keir on his side had been
useful, and on occasion, life-saving.
“Same time again tomorrow?” Savard asked.
Keir shook his head, smiling just a little. “And again and again.”
The radio at Savard’s hip popped with static and Steffen’s voice came
through, sounding hollow as it floated away on the chilled night breeze.
“Several animals were just spooked.”
Savard searched the edge of the forest surrounding the château and
saw nothing. Whatever movement Steffen noted had settled back into
the safety of the trees. He gripped the radio in his hand, brought it to
his lips. “Where?”
“North forest. Deer.”
The north forest was at his left, the château his right. A call concerning
the north forest made him nervous. The entrance to the château, the gate,
faced north. In the recent past, his Gatekeepers had occasionally reported
the night going silent, or animals fleeing the woods. They’d come to
associate these signs with the presence of demons.
“Damn it. If the deer are moving at this hour, then something deep in
the forest disturbed them,” Savard said as he switched radio channels.
“Briona! I have Keir. I need two more Guardians at the gate. Now!”
“Already on their way!” the cheeky little half-Irish dispatcher yelled.
“Move your arse, m’lord.”
Savard broke into a run, Keir at his side, racing down the hill toward
the château. The disturbance warranted an investigation. If demons had
made their way onto the property yet again, his Guardians would engage,
but it was near dawn and he risked the sun, and their lives.
He checked his watch. They’d have a tight timeline to work within, but
thanks to Briona, they’d have a chance. A few years ago, Briona had barged
into his office and promised she was the answer to problems he didn’t know
he had. She’d been right. Briona was a technical genius. Whatever it was
she did in that little room surrounded by buttons and wires, she did well.
She’d boosted his Guardians’ response time, increased overall efficiency,
created a number system for different high-priority zones in the city, and
became adept at predicting situations and reactions.
Briona listened to all Guardian radio chatter, often making the call for
backup before a Guardian could ask for help. She’d saved lives, and she’d
been on top of this situation as well. No doubt the men Savard trusted at
his side would already be waiting for him.
The door to the château was in sight. His Gatekeepers, Steffen and Ivan,
stood guarding the entrance to Balinese. As Savard and Keir approached,
Osric and Titus emerged from the château. No one spoke. Steffen simply
pointed to the forest where he’d seen the deer in flight.
Savard nodded to his Guardians, and they vanished, as did he. Moving
effortlessly up the hillside, speeding toward the woods, Savard floated
unseen, like a ghost over the grass. He couldn’t see his men, nor they him.
Titus would hold the west. He was young, but the extent of his abilities
so great that his careless and cocky attitude was rarely a hindrance. When
Titus put a man down, he stayed down.
Osric was a recluse, his main goal to hide the rippled burn scar that ran
from high on his cheek down the side of his face and neck, disappearing
beneath his shirt collar. He only emerged from his home as a Guardian,
and he served his city well. Osric would take the east.
And Keir? As a former assassin, he’d have the north well in hand. Savard’s
personal bodyguard was without question an exceedingly capable Guardian.
Savard took the southern position, cutting off the direct path to Balinese.
He would stay in Spirit. An observer. As lord, he was not to engage in
combat unless necessary.
Traveling in Spirit had definite advantages, one of which was speed.
Savard easily raced over the dense forest floor, through trees. His passing
startled only a few small rodents.
In a clearing just ahead, nearly a dozen men sat in a circle and focused
on their leader with eyes glowing red in the dark. Demons.
Attacking a group while in Spirit was underhanded, and in most cases,
a guaranteed win. The expertise in this sort of warfare belonged to
the assassin. Without making so much as a whisper of sound, his men
surrounded the demons and waited for Keir’s command.
Savard kept his distance from the demons, as would the others, until
signaled. He had no problem holding his Spirit this night, and Titus never
wavered, but Osric couldn’t linger in this state for much longer. They
needed to attack soon.
What does Keir wait for?
Then Savard felt a ripple as the assassin passed near, or maybe through,
his Spirit. It was Keir’s way of pinpointing their locations, confirming they
were in position. Seconds passed. Still, Keir waited.
“We enter through the front gate at dawn. Only two guard the door,”
one of the demons said, its red eyes glimmering oddly in the night. “Even
if we catch them in the middle of switching shifts and their numbers are
doubled, it’ll be easy to get by such a small group.”
Grunts followed, acknowledging their leader.
Suddenly the blond demon sat tall and rigid, its eerie red eyes searching
the surrounding trees. “I feel…”
Several other demons stilled, shared glances. The man in charge finished
the sentence. “Like the night air has changed.”
“It has, demon,” Keir said, his body still invisible, his distorted words
floating through the cold night, everywhere and nowhere.
The assassin appeared behind the blond demon. Keir’s wild, curly hair
and goatee lent him a wickedly sinister look. And that smile of his. That
nasty gotcha smile. In one quick, clean motion, Keir sliced the demon’s
throat, then disappeared again.
Demons scrambled to their feet, drawing swords. Osric dropped from
Spirit first, drove his shoulder into the nearest demon like a linebacker,
and knocked it to the ground. He ignored the downed demon, bent on
sinking his sword into the next, much larger foe.
Titus appeared beside the demon Osric had just knocked down. Flipping
his grip on the hilt of his sword, Titus took only a moment to jab the blade
through the fallen demon’s chest, barely sparing it a glance. Ducking
under the sweeping blade of an approaching demon, he spun to catch it
across the torso, then left it incapacitated on the ground to search for a
more active target.
Keir was surrounded, but he seemed to like it that way, taunting those
red-eyed creatures. He’d leave himself open to their attack, then move with
an uncanny speed to slice through major arteries left and right, weakening
those he didn’t have time to kill.
Titus took on two, using anything at his disposal, be it sword, elbow,
hilt, or head. The vicious physicality of his fighting style made Savard
wonder why the young vampire never brought his teeth out to play.
Savard scanned the scene before him, desperate to remain in the here
and now, to be mentally present for his Guardians. The chaos of swords
hitting in repetition, of men grunting and yelling in the throes of battle
messed with Savard’s head, threatened to throw his mind back to a different
time and place. Making a sincere effort to block the sounds, he focused on
movement instead. Short, contained blows from his Guardians suggested
everything was well in hand.
Then a demon broke away from the center of the battle and threaded
through the melee, its sights set on Osric. The Guardian’s sole focus was on
the big bastard he was trying to take down. He didn’t see the demon coming.
Savard, still in Spirit, moved to intercept. He appeared, sword drawn
and braced for impact. Clotheslined, its head nearly severed, the demon
never saw Savard.
Now visible, Savard turned to fight anyone left standing. Only two
demons remained, each engaged with a Guardian and fighting for their
lives. Keir stalked through the battlefield, checked the downed bodies for
signs of life, but suddenly he stopped, stood motionless. Savard felt it too.
The telltale tingle at the back of his neck signaled the rising of the sun.
Savard assessed their now-urgent situation. Osric had taken down his
demon. Titus battled the last. Weapons lost, the two were face-to-face,
throwing punches, wrestling for higher ground.
Keir was on the move before Savard could say a word. Knife bared,
Keir came up behind the last demon and sank his blade deep into its back.
Titus shot Keir an angry glare. “What gives?”
“We don’t have time for this. Not anymore.” Keir stepped back and the
demon slipped off his blade, crumpled to the ground.
“He’s right,” Savard said, sending a short nod in Keir’s direction. “Drag
the bodies east, outside the tree line.”
Osric and Titus shared a concerned glance, but it was Titus who spoke.
“You want them to burn in the sun? Let their ash become part of our earth,
their evil seep into our lands?”
“Do you know how long it will take the four of us to drag twelve men
back to the city, remove their heads, encase them in coffins, and bury them
deep?” Savard didn’t wait for an answer. He grabbed a demon’s ankle and
began hauling it through the forest. “We have no other options, no time
to appease an ancient superstition, and it doesn’t take long for demons to
come back after they’ve been killed. I, for one, prefer them as ash and dust.”
The four men hauled the bodies, and the occasional detached head,
out into the open. Vampires didn’t care to admit they shared several base
similarities with demons, but they did. One of which was their inability to
dwell in sunlight. Direct exposure would cause cells to destroy themselves,
slowly at first, but once the chain reaction began, the body would combust.
A few demons still lived. Barely. The sun would finish what the
Guardians had begun.
When the last demon was dropped at the east edge of the forest, Savard
turned to his men. “Get home. Now.”
Titus vanished, as did Keir, but Osric ran. After holding his Spirit for
so long initially, Osric had nothing left to give. Damn it. He’d never make
it back before the sun claimed him.
Savard didn’t know Osric’s story, or how he’d gained those burn scars,
but being vampire there were only two possibilities: trapped by a fire
below ground or burned in the sun. If Savard didn’t help him, then the
final moments of Osric’s life would be spent burning, reliving the fear, the
pain he’d already suffered to a point of leaving him crippled inside and out.
There was no decision to make. Savard couldn’t allow Osric to die this
way, even if it meant exposing one of his unknown abilities.
Savard disappeared into Spirit and was at Osric’s side in seconds. He
released his Spirit, became corporeal just long enough to take hold of
Osric’s arm and drag the Guardian into Spirit with him. He raced home,
speeding through the trees and down the hillside, Osric in tow.
They made the shelter of Balinese just before the sun brightened the
east sky. Once inside, Osric stumbled as he fell haphazardly out of Spirit.
Savard appeared a dozen feet away from him. They shared a glance, and
for a moment Savard thought Osric would say something, point out the
impossible feat. The marred Guardian only nodded, a quick and silent thankyou.
Then all four were on the move again, headed through the kitchen,
down the back stairs, into the cellar, and through the door to Balinese.
When their feet touched the corridor that encircled the city, the men
scattered. Each went a separate way, never saying a word, and acting as if
the entire event had never happened. Unless Savard decided the skirmish
would go on public record, it hadn’t happened. He trusted these men, and
his Gatekeepers, to keep quiet and never acknowledge the incident unless
directed otherwise.
If the citizens of Balinese knew how many demons had been found
above ground on their land, or how many had entered the city, they’d never
sleep. Unless a citizen witnessed a demon, any encounters the Guardians
had with demons never officially occurred.
Savard walked alone now, taking the back route to his home. He needed
to clean up. Black demon blood had spattered across his face, dotted his
shirt. Thankfully, these exterior corridors in Balinese tended to be empty,
lit only by sconces hung high on the wall.
“M’lord?” Briona chimed through the radio.
Savard scanned the corridor. Empty. “We’re clear. Go ahead.”
“Bravo, then, you lived.” She took a breath, then pushed on as if
his survival was expected and his response unnecessary. “You wanted
notification if anyone was scheduled to enter the royal storage. Why am
I still doin’ this? Isn’t this Soren’s job, since, I don’t know, he has the
keys to the room?”
“It is. I’m just overcautious when it comes to safeguarding Navarre’s
possessions. What is Soren having removed?”
“He just sent two Guardians to collect a golden birdcage.” There was a
pause, but Savard knew better than to think Briona was finished talking.
“We’ve a birdcage?”
“No. We do not. The Casteel family was gifted with the large golden cage
from a Chinese ambassador in the late 1600s, along with an assortment
of birds. Did you fail history class?”
“Nah, slept through it. Want me to send a couple extra Guardians up to help?”
“No, I’m sure they can handle it. Make sure Soren has them log out the
cage when they return the keys to him. Thank you, Briona.”
“And now I’m your wee secretary,” she mumbled before the radio died.
Savard shook his head, almost entirely certain she’d left the radio channel
open a second longer on purpose.
He continued past the corridor leading to his home and stopped a good
four feet before the next. Taking Spirit once more, he floated up through
the ceiling. When in the room above, a large attic with angled ceilings, he
released his Spirit. This was the royal storage, and the Guardians would
be here any moment.
Treasures from all over Europe had been covered, hidden from view,
while others lay exposed, collecting layers of dust. A gold, jewel-encrusted
urn half the size of a man glinted in the dim light seeping from beneath the
door. A golden yellow chaise in Greek styling was half hidden beneath a
sheet, the craftsmanship elaborate. Yes, he grew nervous when Guardians
were scheduled to enter this room, but theft was not his fear, nor was the
handling of such priceless artifacts.
He’d have given his life to protect what was beyond the row of five
large French curio cabinets in the corner of the attic. Savard slipped into
Spirit long enough to move through a curio, and once inside the makeshift
seclusion, returned to his true form. Here, easily hidden behind the towering
cabinets, was the most priceless treasure in Balinese.
Navarre Casteel, the true lord of Balinese, lay motionless on a small
bed, trapped in a deep healing sleep. Not waking, not dying.
Navarre had fallen in the demon attack nearly seven years ago. A demon’s
blade had pierced his chest, and from what they could tell, nicked his heart.
Navarre had slipped into a healing sleep, his body shutting down to repair
from the inside out. After that point, nothing could be done to help him.
Their lord would have to heal on his own, or not at all.
Every day since, Savard expected his lord’s death, even planned for
the loss. It never happened. Months had passed. Years. Seven years of
total stillness.
Savard blamed himself. He never should have set foot inside Balinese.
Decades ago Lord Navarre had taken him in, and the people of Balinese
had hatefully labeled Savard “the stray.” They’d watched him, judged him,
from the moment he’d stepped foot inside their grand home. While the
people of the city suspected he did not belong in their rich and secluded
world, Savard knew for a fact that he did not. Navarre seemed not to
notice. Or care.
Months into his tentative stay, Navarre had placed him in command of
the city’s Guardians. Savard had objected, along with Navarre’s council,
but the lord would not be swayed.
Savard had reluctantly taken the position, and for the first time in his
life buckled his sword to his hip with a great deal of trepidation. Becoming
captain to such a great lord and legendary city had felt wrong.
Every night Lord Navarre had proudly said, “I’m glad you’re here.”
Savard’s consistent response? “It’s only a matter of time before I’m gone.”
Navarre would nod, and they’d move on with life. The same conversation
repeated. At first once a day, then as time went on, once a month. After
five years Navarre had stopped triggering the conversation altogether,
never believing his captain had any intention of leaving.
Leaving was no longer an option. He had a responsibility, not just to
Navarre, but to the city Navarre loved. Savard had done everything in his
power to keep the city functioning smoothly, and to keep threats away.
But if Navarre died? If his friend left this world, then there was no reason
to care for the things Navarre had held dear, and Savard couldn’t live
surrounded by memories of yet another massive failure.
The padlock outside the door rattled, the heavy hinge laid back against
the door. Then the large wooden slide latch was moved, wood scraping
wood, until the handle hit the end of its range with a solid thud.
Savard knelt beside the bed and took his lord’s lifeless hand in both of
his, ready to weather the brief intrusion, prepared to Spirit Navarre away
should it become necessary.
The hinges on the thick door creaked as it opened. The Guardians
stepped inside, flipped on the lights. Boots scuffed the uneven floorboards
beneath their feet, and long, purposeful strides quickly carried them deeper
inside the room.
“There it is,” Dyre said, his young, smooth voice trapped in the low
ceiling of the attic. “It doesn’t appear heavy, only awkward.”
“Why are we putting an empty birdcage outside the dining hall?” Cat
said, suspicion bleeding through her tone.
The presence of these two was unexpected. As arena Guardians, Titus
and Graydon often drew the short straw, being sent on random missions
that sometimes involved moving furniture. Not today. Somehow Dyre and
Cat had taken their place.
“Don’t ask, just do,” Dyre said.
“Ugh.” She exaggerated the guttural sound. “I hate your motto. It’s stupid.”
“It’s not my motto,” Dyre said, the effort of sliding wooden furniture
across the floor temporarily halting his speech. “And you seem to like it
just fine when you’re the one barking orders.”
“Fair enough,” she said, relenting.
Savard smiled slightly, shaking his head. In public those two barely spoke
a word to each other, and after the parade of Guardian partners Cat had
gone through, he never would have thought Dyre would be the one she’d
accept. But then, Dyre was one of the few able to bring her unpredictable
temper down to at least a simmer.
“Here, take this end,” Dyre directed. “I’ll go down the stairs backward.”
“You think I can’t go backward?” Cat snapped at him, instantly geared
up for a fight, offended her partner might find her lacking.
“No,” he said calmly, his tone hinting at simple honesty. “I
think you’re short.”
If Cat gave him a response, Savard didn’t hear it. Boots scuffled across
the floor, the lights went out and the door closed, the bolt slid home, and the
padlock clunked into place. The room was left in silence once again. Savard
peeked through a crack between the dressers to make certain they’d left.
Turning Navarre’s hand over, Savard pressed his fingertips to his lord’s
exposed inner wrist. As he did with each visit, Savard searched for a pulse,
craved confirmation that Navarre still lived. Beneath his fingers, the
normally slow, lurching rhythm of Navarre’s pulse seemed to have sped
up. Not rapid or racing, but simply stronger. This could be his body’s last
surge of energy before death. Savard looked at Navarre’s face, fearing it
might be the last time.
Navarre, still deep in a healing sleep, turned his face slightly toward
the door. He wasn’t dying. He was waking.
“Oh, God. It’s her.” Jaw slack, Savard sank back onto his heels.
He shoved his hair off his face. How had he not seen this connection?
When Cat had first arrived on the night of the attack, he hadn’t known
what to do with her. He’d put her in one of Navarre’s extra homes. That
home was on the floor beneath this attic, not terribly far from where
Navarre lay sleeping.
Most vampires could recognize the beckoning call of their fated mate.
Supposedly, though he’d never seen it happen, the presence of your mate
could even negate the deadly call of the sun. Her proximity was most likely
the only reason Navarre still clung to life. Cat must be his mate. If so, then
she was the key to Navarre’s awakening. Ironically, her continued presence
in the city was contingent upon Navarre allowing her to stay once he woke.
Plans quickly took form now that Savard at long last had a clear solution.
If Navarre’s condition was going to change, it would happen tonight. He
would make it happen tonight.
While this new development should bring elation, Savard’s skin crawled
with a morbid anticipation. Something unstoppable was happening in the
world around him, a life-altering force headed his way. He’d felt this same
unease the night he’d become lord, an awareness that he balanced at the top
of a mountain and would soon fall. He just didn’t know in which direction

Jen Colly is the rare case of an author who rebelled against reading assignments throughout her school years. Now she prefers reading books in a series, which has led her to writing her first paranormal romance series: The Cities Below. She will write about anything that catches her fancy, though truth be told, her weaknesses are pirates and vampires. She lives in Ohio with her supportive husband, two kids, one big fluffy dog, and four rescued cats.