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Pelican Freak’s 5-star review:

Cover:

Editing/proofing:

Seems professional, only a few errors noticed.

Formatting:

Absolutely gorgeous! If only every book were this pretty.

Character development:

So much fun! I like Vanessa and her house- yes her house- is its own character, I think- immediately. All of the book b!tches are great, I related to them all.  The town itself is another character and I quickly fell in love with the small-town vibe. There are characters to loathe, characters to root for, and characters whose books I think I’ve already predicted – overall brilliant design all around, with impressive attention to detail.
Overall:

Wow. This book sucked me in fast and I immediately realized that putting it down resulted in serious separation anxiety. I missed it every second that I wasn’t in it. It was like a drug – I was trying to read it while walking around my neighborhood on errands, and while simultaneously talking to customers at work, for example. Hazardous!

This book has lots going on: there’s romance with heat. There’s new friendships with some really fun women -though I may be partial to the Book Bitches. There’s a bit of paranormal activity with some friendly ghosts that completely add to the charm of the town and every building in it. There’s history, and it’s completely real-feeling and fun and addictive – Conley should publish more Historicals, I’d read those all day. There’s also some modern-day mystery, which I’ll let you see for yourself… Definitely highly recommend this book.

I tend to predict everything, and I usually will not rate a book 5 stars unless it can manage to surprise me somewhere. However, this is a 5-star read, surprises or not. That said, there were a few little surprises /a few things that didn’t go exactly to my predictions.

I’ll be very impatiently waiting on the rest of this series and I strongly recommend giving this book a read. If you’ve never read Conley- do it. Start with this or Saving Charlie or Craze (which is free at the time of this posting).

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Focussing hard, he gently pushed down on the door lever, popping it open with a soft click and letting a crack of light through. From where he stood, he could make out a small child laid on the bed, still as death, tubes all over his body leading to complicated-looking machines. Ryder closed his eyes shut for a second, needing to stop himself from running away from the private room. It hurt his heart to see the pitiful boy lying there with pale skin, no flush of youth colouring his cheeks. A woman was seated by the boy’s side on a green plastic chair, but Ryder couldn’t see her face. A cloud of blond hair, tousled and long, fell down her back in waves, over the summery, bohemian dress she wore long to her ankles. Her hand was closed around the child’s, and Ryder could hear the sniffles of her preventing herself from crying.
As he hovered in the doorway, she spoke softly to the boy. “Oh, Thomas. Come back to me.” Her voice cracked on a sob, and a tissue was produced from her other hand, wrinkled from earlier use. “I need you, little man. You’re all I really have in the world. The most important person in my life.” Her golden head bent, and she whispered, “Don’t leave me.”
I can’t hang about eavesdropping. Time to get on with it. Clearing his throat loudly, almost dramatically so, Ryder swept the door open in a rush and stepped into the room, hoping she wouldn’t notice. Wait—what the hell are you doing? She can’t see you anyway. For a second, the cardinal rule floated around his head, but he brushed it away angrily.
The woman looked up towards him with glassy green eyes, her anguish reflected in their depths, and she sniffed loudly as she forced a smile onto her face. Hurriedly scrubbing at her face, she gave a hollow laugh. “Sorry, doctor, I didn’t see you there. Don’t mind me.”
Doctor? Oh, shit…she can see me. What the hell? Frozen to the spot, Ryder opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish gasping for air. His pulse became a livewire again, drying his throat with panic. The woman continued staring at him questioningly without looking away, raising her eyebrows and offering a sad smile when he didn’t make any sound. Snapping his mouth closed, Ryder managed a wry smile, brightly replying, “Please, it’s fine. It’s okay to be upset.” I don’t understand this. How can she see me? Greek has some explaining to do. I can’t take the boy while she’s here though. Hell, maybe I can console her a bit. Ankou and Morrigan wouldn’t mind that, right?
“Maybe, but I know I need to keep my spirits up, too.” Rising up sharply, the woman held a hand out, scrunching the worn tissue tightly in her other hand like a comfort blanket. “I don’t think I’ve seen you here before. New, yes? I’m Elizabeth Davies, Thomas’ mother.”
“I’m, er…Doctor Thompson. Yeah, I’m new. I’m…sorry about your little boy.” Thank fuck I’ve got a common surname.
Elizabeth cocked her head, shrugging her shoulders. “Thanks. He’s going to be okay though. I know it.” Another nervous laugh. “I know you guys say otherwise, but…I know my little man. He doesn’t give up without a fight.” She gazed down at the still child for a moment, her lip wobbling, before she burst into tears once more.
“Oh! Mrs Davies, please sit down,” Ryder gushed, racing to her side. Forgetting for a second that he had to concentrate his energies, his hand slipped through the small of her back, but she didn’t seem to notice. Charging himself, he placed his hand around her shoulders, helping her sit down as he moved his palm to rub small circles on her back. Crouching down, he smiled up into her tear-streaked face, suddenly taken by how much more beautiful she was up close. Tiny freckles dotted her nose and cheeks, and her lips were so pink they were almost blushing. “You’re right,” he agreed vehemently. Regardless of his mission, he had to give her some hope. At least at this moment. It wouldn’t be right to take that away from her. “It doesn’t matter what we say. We’re often wrong, you know.”
“Yeah?” Elizabeth asked, hope lighting her features for a moment.
Reaching over to squeeze her hand, Ryder whispered, “Yeah. So you hang onto that. Thomas will wake up, you’ll see.” What the fuck are you doing, Ryder? Grim Reaper, remember? You’re meant to take him to the Otherworld, not tell her he might wake up. He gazed up at the hope shining in her eyes, and he collapsed under her stare. Fuck it. Maybe he will wake up. Maybe Ankou and Morrigan are wrong about him. Ryder glanced around the room, frowning as he noted a ghostly figure of the little boy wasn’t anywhere in the room. After all…he’s not floating around like Abigail was. Shit, that’s it. He’s not going to die. Surely. It was the only explanation. Why else wouldn’t he be here? Although in his heart of hearts, Ryder knew it probably meant nothing, he couldn’t take Thomas away from Elizabeth just yet. Not when she was so broken. He knew how it felt.

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The fire crackled loudly, and popped as a log fell down into the coals. The room was in total darkness except for the warm light from the fire. A black leather chair was in front, high-backed and shining in the light. A deep, smooth voice sounded from it, calling for someone.
“William! Bring me that map! I need to work out where our little friend is going. I have an idea, but it never hurts to be sure.”
There was a hurried movement from the end of the room as someone inclined their head, and then slid out through the door. The figure in the chair shifted, clearing their throat.
A hand appeared over the arm of the chair, a refined, strong hand. It looked as though it belonged to a man. A man who had never done a day’s work in his life—a rich man.
The flickering light of the fireplace revealed other areas of the room. Tall mahogany bookcases lined the walls, filled with rich literature of every kind, on every subject. There was a large painting hanging above the fireplace, in a classical style. It showed a young man, dressed in the costume of the aristocracy in seventeenth-century England. His face was handsome, and yet had an undeniably cruel look about it. The fireplace was carved out of almost black marble, glinting in the fading and rising light.
The figure sighed contentedly, and stretched in the chair, making the fabric squeak with the sudden movement. The figure that had rapidly disappeared through the main door reappeared again, holding a rolled up map in their hands.
They passed the map to the person in the chair, inclining their head once more as they did so. The figure grabbed the map, almost snatching it. After a few seconds of silence, the figure spoke, in his suave rich voice.
“So, it would appear he is coming to us—up to his beloved Scotland. To his home, I’ll wager. I wonder who the woman is that has made him return to us?”
“Sir…if I may be so bold…even if he comes up here, I don’t think you’ll have much chance of getting him to do as you wish. After all, he believes-“ The figure, timidly speaking, was cut off by the rich-voiced stranger in the armchair.
“Are you arguing with me?” The figure spoke quietly, but the voice dripped with venom. As he spoke, the flames from the fire burst upwards, as though also fanned by his fury.
“N..no, Sir, I would not dream of-“
“Because you know how I deal with insubordinates, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir, I beg your pardon, I wasn’t thinking.”
“Yes. I do believe that is the problem. You weren’t thinking.” The fingers of the hand drummed a steady rhythm. The man who had brought in the map swallowed nervously.
“But I do think-“
The figure never got to finish their sentence. The stranger in the chair moved his hand, as though directing something invisible towards the figure. A great flame shot out from the fire, following the path of the stranger’s hand, and flew onto the timid figure.
He screamed in agony, rolling in pain on the carpet, somehow not setting fire to anything else. The flames grew and licked at him, turning his skin black and cracked, his mouth still open in an endless scream. He became more frantic as the flames grew hungrier, flapping at himself wildly, trying to beat the flames off. After a few minutes, the figure slowed his movements, eventually ceasing effort altogether.
The figure in the armchair beckoned to the flames, which leapt from the charred servant lying on the floor in a terrified pose…one he would forever be trapped in. The flames lingered on the stranger’s wrist for a second, wrapping around it as though it were a snake. The figure in the chair spoke to it softly, lovingly, as a mother would her child. The flames licked at him for a second, before leaping back into the fire.
“I hate backchat,” the figure murmured to himself, his voice smoothly ringing around the room.

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I’m pretty stoked to have received a couple of #freesamples of the new #GilletteVenus Venus Swirl from @Influenster. It’s got 5 blades and the extra blades really do make a difference.

I often put off shaving because I’m lazy… but then I’ll get sick of myself all not smooth and so I #ChoosetoSmooth and I’ve had the, A weedwacker might be more effective thoughts – haven’t we all. The Venus Swirl though really works well, and I was excited to discover NO CUTS!

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It also contours… I was recently admiring Hubby’s new razor, and whining about how men get all the “cool” products, and then I realized that MINE DOES IT TOO. So I get to have one that’s pretty AND practical.. always a win in my book.

I received a #free Venus Swirl in my #GlamVoxBox from @Influenster, in exchange for my honest review.

 

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Watching Erin slowly make her way through the dark living room with Rob leaning heavily against her shoulder, Conner went over the mental list of things he needed in his head. “Passports, money…we don’t need anything else, I hope,” he muttered to himself, darting his eyes about for anything else he could have missed. Seeing in the dark was easy, listening for any tiny noise was not. He didn’t have any idea where the wolves had gone, no idea why they were here.
He walked through into the kitchen, swinging the bag up on his shoulder. He was about to open the front door, when a sudden waft of metallic blood around him hit his nostrils. Mouth welling with saliva, he muttered, “No, Conner.” His hands trembled like an alcoholic’s. Swallowing, he tried to ignore the coffee table in the living room, slathered in blood and chunks of the other wolf’s flesh. He closed his eyes, savouring the scent that sang to him in tones only heard by the few.
As if hypnotised, Conner dropped the bag from his shoulder, staggering towards the bloodied room. The memories of that nectar. Before he knew what he was doing, Conner let his hand go out to the large pool of liquid dripping from the edge of the dark wood, almost as though his hand was possessed by someone other than himself.
Conner let his fingertips lovingly trace a circle in the blood. Lifting his hand to his face, he stared half in lust, half in disgust at the redness on his fingertips. “Hello, old friend,” he murmured. Without thinking for a second further, he thrust them into his mouth, sucking the blood off with a licentious moan. His eyes slammed shut with the force of the ecstasy he felt. The metallic sweetness had a shocking effect to his senses. He felt stronger, more powerful, more alive, more like himself. His canines slid out. I need more. So long since I’ve had this…
Almost driven by an unseen force, he leaned down and licked the small table with abandon. Conner moaned in rapture as he tasted the life-giving liquid, growling in response to the wolf inside him, urging him on.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a moonbeam falling across the werewolf’s hand, still sprawled on the floor where he had left it. Curled in its grasp was a rolled curl of paper. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Conner stooped and retrieved it, unfurling the short letter with trepidation.
Bring her home. Bring our Queen home.
Conner snapped to his senses with a jolt.
He heard the clunk of Erin’s car doors closing, and the sound made him realise what the hell he was doing. He hurriedly wiped off the corners of his mouth with the thumb of his shaking hand, wiping it on the back of his jeans. Leaning away from his temptation, he steadied himself. What have I done? He took a deep breath and stepped quickly to the back door.
Part of him felt disgusted at what he had just done, but part of him felt elated, and loved the old, powerful, familiar rush of power surging through his body, awakening the wolf inside.
He hoped it wouldn’t last.

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These adult coloring books seem to have become all the rage and I’m not gonna lie to you; I never stopped coloring. Sure, I’m digging the “adult” coloring books with their intricate lines and curse words, but before they came around, I had no problems coloring in “kids” coloring books. I’ll bust out my My Little Pony and Garfield and Snoopy coloring pages for you some day. Gotta love that Crayola Big Box!

Labeling books “adult” opens them up to more than just teeny tiny little lines though. We are now able to purchase “Sweary” coloring books and – there is just something inherently satisfying about kicking back with some sparkly pens and a big ole ‘cunt’ or ‘fuckwit’ to color!

Get it or see it here : http://amzn.to/1OzrXEj

The pages have are great, the pen isn’t going through them. I painted in one- just water colors – and had no leakage. I’ve used Mr. Sketch markers on another – no going through.

I was provided with a free sample of Sweary Book 1 in exchange for my honest evaluation/review – and I’ve been having a really good time with it, combined with my “metallic glass markers” (they work on paper, too) and glittery, metallic and neon gel pens.

See for yourself!

I’ve been sharing my work on my social media pages as I go and tons of my friends seem to be picking this book up – nothing generates conversation like neon cunt pages, sparkly assholes and, in my case, making the word ‘fuckwit’ your profile pic. 🙂 ‘Cause I’m classy like that.

DISCLOSURE:

I received this book for free in exchange for my honest review.

I wanted to share my review of this entire series. It was amazingly well done and it has stayed with me to this day.

J.A. Howell’s writing is flawless, hilariously accurate at times and even with the paranormal tendencies, can feel very true to life.

The Series:  http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00XM0YBEG

Pelican Freak’s 5-star Review:

🔹I can never say enough about this entire series – the only downfalls to it are:
1. That it ended.
2. I missed a few days while I read this. It is so crack-like that I put life on hold to see how this all panned out.

My reviews as follows:

🔹Posses
Book 1
5 stars

Just when I was beginning to get bored with reading, due to several weeks of books that I did not enjoy this pulled me back in. When I realized I was growing bored with reading, I felt like this would be the author to change that and WOW was I right!! I started this when I was supposed to be going to bed ‘soon’, hours later I’d moved onto Book 2 in this series as I now have a new addiction. I’m now sleep deprived but it’s totally worth it.

Completely unable to put this book down I was addicted to the small town lifestyle, the lovable characters, the drama … this book has it all by the way. A few different kinds of drama, mystery, murder, a hint of romance, a bit of steamy, even some paranormal activity. I’ll never be able to say enough for this book or do it justice. It is truly the best book I’ve read in awhile and one of the best books I’ve ever read.

Harley is a strong woman – so young and really doesn’t put up with much. It may seem that way at first but … well… she doesn’t – you’ll see what I mean when you read this. She falls into a new group of friends when she starts over and they too are all brilliantly designed. I’ve been down sick and if only I’d discovered this series sooner, I bet I wouldn’t even have noticed feeling crappy.

🔹The Untimely Death of Brody Walsh
Book 2
5 stars
Another impossible-to-put-down read by J.A. Howell. After reading Possess (The Possess Saga Book 1) in one session, unable to put it down, I launched right into this one. While Book 1 does wrap up fairly well, I just had to have more of these characters. This novella is a great look at the group of friends prior to all of the tragedy that struck; a lot of the why’s of the events are explained here and there is such great camaraderie amongst these very well designed characters.

Overall the book is well imagined and well written. I could never get enough of the small-town feel, these characters and this little Possess Saga world in general – it is a very addictive series and it reads really quickly. There is still a lot of mystery going on in this book, and there is some drama and lots of action. Howell does a great job of portraying a small Maine town.

It went as I suspected it to, but do not mistake my predictions for boredom. This is a highly addictive series and I’ll likely be putting my life on hold to keep going.

🔹Possess My Heart
Book 3
5 stars
Yet another book that I couldn’t bring myself to put down. After plowing through the first 2 books in this series and half of this one, I had to force myself to get some sleep! This installment of the Possess Saga was just as addictive as the first two despite the fact that I predicted all of it. I have this annoying habit of predicting just about everything – I do not hold this against the stories unless they’ve been done before. While I felt I knew what would happen, I was still unable to put this book down as I was completely sucked into their drama. In this installment, we are introduced to even more characters. Some lovable and maybe one I love to dislike. It also expands on some of the other characters we’d already met in the first 2 installments. Harley, though her part is small in this one, manages to shine through as the strong woman she is. I cannot say enough how brilliantly designed the characters in this series are. I have a strong need to continue in the series; while I do need to get back to ‘real life’, I know I won’t be getting these characters out of my mind any time soon. It’s been a long time since a book and its cast stayed with me this long or this strongly – Howell is incredibly talented.

🔹To Have & To Haunt
Book 4
5 stars
This was an amazing read. First of all, while it is Book 4 in a series and I have read along in order, one could read this book as a standalone without being lost. There is just enough backstory that it isn’t redundant for someone following the entire series, but the majority of what’s going on is new for this gang. We are treated alternately to the POV’s of Harley and Nolan; it is good to ‘hear’ Harley again as she is a very likable character and a strong woman. Some more trouble manages to find its way to her but there is a good reason for that and it’s explained in the story. While this is going on her fiance Nolan has his own personal drama to content with and each is sort of stuck in their own little worlds, neither giving full disclosure to the other. Some misunderstandings arise making for more drama which is always fun. The mother-in-law from hell adds even more emotion to this book as I just love to hate her and , well, I cannot repeat my name for her here.

This book has action, mystery/thriller/suspense going on, murder, plenty of drama both familial and couples and a bit of paranormal and as aways with Howell: humor. What I love is it’s all set in small town New England where everyone seems to know everyone adding another side to the drama. This is a super fast read as Howell is able to paint clear pictures for the reader without being too wordy. Very well developed characters that I cannot seem to get enough of.

Howell manages to work in a ton of laugh out loud parts making her books extra fun. Cross dressing, brawny guys, bets and drunken nights with hilarious consequences and just some really funny analogies. I think this series would work for fans of all genres, truly.

🔹Posses My Soul
Book 5
5 stars
My discovery of Howell’s The Possess Saga has seriously caused me to lose sleep- and I do not mean that in a bad way. I mean that in a her-writing-is-like-crack-and-I-cannot-stop sort of way. I now tell people that my crack is J.A. Howell books and I’m not even kidding.

Harley, Nolan & the gang are back and this book just starts out so ominous; I become already hooked within the first couple pages. Action, drama and paranormal activity ensue immediately, along with some mystery and it is seriously impossible to put this book down.

Before I know it, I’ve lost a day or so, while I was submerged in this book – I truly feel like I’ve just come back to reality after traveling to the small town this book is set in. Now that I’ve reached the end of the Saga, I’m not sure how I’ll go on – I miss Howell’s characters like they’re real people who left a void in my life when they left me.

Brilliantly written, realistic characters and perfect continuity are only part of what makes this whole saga a beautiful world that, despite all of the chaos and violence these people are subjected to, I actually want to be a part of. If ever you need a break from life, just escape into this Saga – I personally promise you won’t have any regrets, except maybe that it has to end some time.

The first one is #free and can be found here:   http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00BUUP6DU
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