Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Victorian Town by Nancy Thorne

VICTORIAN TOWN
by Nancy Thorne

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance with Mystery & Time Travel elements

Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing







Abby Parker planned out her whole life: complete her final year of high school, go to college, get a job, move away from her insane family, stay best friends with Jessica.


But, that was before she broke into the nearby tourist attraction and unwittingly answered a call from a centuries-old spirit who dragged her into the 19th century.


Now she must solve a Victorian mystery without getting herself killed, or worse, spend a lifetime trapped in the past, leaving behind everyone she loves and altering their lives forever.


When she meets gorgeous Benjamin, the future looks a lot like wreckage.



I looked for a lock on the door but there wasn't one. All I needed was for Dr. Edgecombe to walk in and see me naked, even if he was a real doctor or a real delusion. I stripped while listening for footsteps and placed my torn and dirty clothes in a pile beside the washbasin table. The porcelain pitcher was filled to the brim with water, seemingly prepared for unexpected guests. I poured it all into the basin.



A small box that read LYE SOAP had been placed on two woven facecloths and one towel. I dipped one of the cloths into the water and felt the ring slip to my knuckle. I ran the washcloth over my hands before scrubbing every other part of me. It was when I dried myself with the extremely scratchy towel that I noticed the sparkling luster of the ring's silver. I squinted at it uncertainly. Nothing made any sense. I needed to get into that bed.



Plopping onto the mattress, my body sank gently into the feathery stuffing until I was sure I'd never been that comfortable in my life. I grabbed the side of the bedspread, pulled it over me, and fixated on the ceiling for what felt like the longest time, counting the circular knots in the wood − and that's when I must have dozed off. 



"Are you awake, Abigail?" Martha's voice seeped through the door.



I opened my eyes, one at a time, to the ceiling. Still in Victorian Town. "Yes, I think so."



"Dinner is almost ready. You must be famished."



Dinner? I must have slept for hours. "Oh, okay. I'll just be a few minutes."



"Do take your time, Abigail. I have given you a respectful allotment of advance notice."



The latch secured to the chest at the bottom of the bed was easy to open. However, the solid wood lid was heavier than I imagined and difficult to raise. I heaved until it stayed upright, then peered at the contents. Linens and clothes in a multitude of colors and prints were folded with exactness and nestled in layers. On top of everything was a red dress.



"Will have to do." I lifted it from the trunk and placed it on the bed. It had a fitted waist and a wide full skirt with buttons that ran up the front from the midsection to the lace trim on the collar. I then took out everything that looked like underwear and placed each item beside the dress. Every piece of clothing appeared lovingly cared for. There was nothing at all in the trunk that resembled a bra, and the closest thing to clean panties I was going to get were the pajama-style pantalettes Martha had mentioned. They reached almost to my ankles and were sewn together along the inside seam until reaching the crotch, where they were just, well, open, so I don't think spinster aunt had mended them very well.



✯✯✯✯✯ What a unique love story! by Liza O'Connor
I don’t even know how to share this story without spoilers.

Therefore, let me tell you about the author...she has done a great deal of research for this story which takes place in modern times and the Victorian era in the U.S. She lays the town out in fabulous detail. The clothes, the houses, the blacksmith, even the privy.
The heroine, Abby, was born in modern times to an unhappy family. The only ones who seem to love her is her dog and her best friend.

By placing a ring Abby found upon her finger, she ends up in the same town, only more than a hundred years earlier. Despite her strange clothes (she’s wearing pants), her bemoaning the loss of her cell phone, and the inability to dance properly, a family takes her in, and she adapts and falls in love with the smithy Ben.

Thus, she returns to her own time soon after. For it she stays, she’ll change history. To prove the point, she and her best friend research the town in modern time. However, when people that she loves in this past have futures that turn out less than what she wants, Abby returns to try and fix matters...several times. It’s a tricky thing when you play with the past. And the best of intentions are not a sure fix.

And I’m not saying any more, other than READ THIS BOOK!






✯✯✯✯✯ Great read! by Sarah Rutter
Honestly couldn't put this book down. I kept telling myself "just one more chapter" but then I'd read five! Overall a really great read.


✯✯✯✯ YA Time-Travel by Petula Winmill
Abigail Parker chases her dog into a local tourist attraction and finds something he dug up. She ends up suddenly transported into the past, with a mystery to solve. Will her traveling backwards and forwards mess with history ?? If so who will be affected ??
This is a sweet innocent time-travel story. Our heroine is a teenager with an unhappy family life and a best friend who is not pleased with her new interest.
An entertaining book for younger readers.


✯✯✯✯ Changing the past by Rebecca Austin
Abby Parker is following her dog Riley when she finds a ring that takes her back in time to 1876. There she must solve a mystery regarding the disappearance of Elizabeth Edgecombe, the sister of her new friend Martha.
But when Abby takes off the ring she is back to the current time with her best friend Jess. The two work together to try and figure out what happened in the past.
But when Abby meets Benjamin Dunstone in the past, where will Abby remain?
I enjoyed this book and how Abby was torn between the two worlds and trying to do what she could to save those she cared about. Yet she found her friendship with Jess was starting to get strained as Jess was worried that Abby was going to change the past so that it would alter the future.
I thought it was great how the author explained everything in the past to Abby and how much of a hard time Abby had initially with adapting to everything. She thought it was a joke to begin with so it was pretty interesting how she realized the truth.
I was super curious to see what was going to happen every time Abby went back after learning what was going to happen with the archives and how she did change certain things.
I wasn't really surprised at the end but part of me was as I really thought Jess would be involved.





Nancy Thorne is an award-winning author of fiction inspired by the romance, courage and struggles of youth.


Born and raised in a suburb of Toronto, she fostered a passion for creating stories in grade school but hid it much too well. Five years ago she stepped away from the pediatric health care field to pursue her lifelong dream of telling them.


When she's not writing books or reading, she's dreaming.


Nancy lives outside of Toronto with her husband, two sons and an incredibly energetic fox-red labrador.


She loves to hear from her readers, even just to say hi.



Sunday, April 15, 2018

Love's Betrayal by Liza OConnor



He's Good at Pretending
But Nicolas is NOT a good man!


The first day the young ladies are in Nicolas' house:
  Domnika is almost ruined.



BLURB

When Amy and her friend Domnika arrive in London, she discovers her guardian, Nicolas, is under the thrall of his ‘perfect’ wife. Neither is happy she has come. The only person who seems pleased with her arrival is the handsome valet, Antonio, who turns out to be far more than a servant.

Needing to escape her guardian’s care, Amy and Domnika take refuge at a fellow schoolmate’s home. Antonio leaves Nicolas’ service and becomes one of her many protectors. Unlike the other protectors, he becomes the first of many admirers that vie for her hand.


All the while, Nicolas continues to prove over and over that he is not the fine fellow her uncle had thought.


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EXCERPT 
When Domnika enters with the books that Sicily threw water on.

“I am returning your books. I regret to report they were damaged when Sicily poured water on us.”
His eyes locked on hers and he held her stare a very long while before telling her to close the door. When she did so, he told her to lock it as well.
Despite her best efforts to be brave, her hand shook as she reached for the lock.
He came up behind her and removed the books from her hands. She turned to face him.
“Lock the door, Domnika,” he said as he studied the water damaged pages.
With two hands, she managed to lock the door and turn back to face him. “We dried them as best we could when we got to our rooms.”
He closed the books with a heavy sigh. “Did I not forbid you to remove the books from the library?”
“You did, sir.”
He handed her the books. “Your punishment is that you will not be allowed to finish reading these books.”
She blinked in surprise at the lightness of his punishment.
“I cannot tell by your expression, Domnika. Do you find my punishment too harsh or too lenient?”
“There’s no way I can answer. Unless I read the book, I don’t know what you are denying me. If you have denied me reading the finest novel ever written, then the punishment is too harsh.”
A slight tug of a smile pulled at his lips. “You are a saucy creature.” His hand ran over the top book cradled in her arms. “Put them back on the shelves where you found them.”
Domnika slid hers into its place. Amy’s book required the ladder. As she climbed the steps of the ladder, she felt Nicolas’s hands upon her skirt, gripping her hips.
“I won’t let you fall,” he assured her.
She hated that her hands shook as she replaced the book but could not stop them. Her entire body vibrated like a tuning fork beneath his touch.
“Turn around Domnika,” he ordered.
Her time with Amy had taught her to be lithe and agile and turning around on a step should have been an easy task, but the moment she faced him, her legs turned to rubber.
His hands slipped beneath her skirt and circled her ankles, searing into her flesh.
“Now take one step down.”
When she did, his hands slid up into the tender part behind her knees. She might have fallen but for the sudden shift of his hands to her waist.
“I’ve got you,” he assured her. “Put your hands upon my shoulders. That will help your balance.”
Yes, he had her, but he had her beneath her skirts. His broad hands secured her hips with nothing but the linen of her pantaloon between his hands and her skin. She felt as if her body melted from the fire blazing in her loins. She placed her hands on his shoulders and closed her eyes.
“No, look at me, Domnika.”
She opened her eyes and met his. She felt his hands shift...(buy the book to find out what happens next.)


More About the Author
Liza O’Connor’s favorite books are Pride & Prejudice and Douglas Adams’ four book trilogy, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Go figure…
Raised in the southern mid-section of U.S., Liza escaped to the East Coast once out of college. She’s worked as a journalist, a radio DJ, a security guard, a stock broker, a strategist, and a business solutions consultant to name a few of her many occupations.  Again…go figure.
She learned to fly planes, jump out of planes, hang-glide, kayak and scuba dive, to name of few of her ‘let’s kill Liza’ sports. However, her favorite activity is to hike with her dog Jess among the shaved mountains of NJ.


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Thursday, April 12, 2018

The Blessing by Lizzie Lee

THE BLESSING
by Lizzie Lee

Genre: Romantic Erotica

Cover Designer: Jada D'Lee






After years of drifting, Trevor Warren’s world comes crashing down with the news of his brother’s death. Returning to his hometown in Evergreen, Colorado for his brother and sister-in-law’s funerals, Trevor realizes he has but a moment to grieve before his nephew, Greyson, is thrust into his life. Becoming the legal guardian to Greyson will either be a blessing or a curse. His late brother, Dean, was the golden child—the perfect son, husband, and father—while Trevor was his polar opposite. Despite his rough past, Trevor pulls his life together to become the father Greyson deserves. Although he tries to be a better man, he never feels like he’s good enough… especially for his neighbor, Veronica Clark.


Veronica “Ronnie” Clark is the picture of maturity and success. Despite having her life together, she’s always felt as if something was missing. From the moment she saw Trevor, she knew he was trouble wrapped in a sinfully attractive package. While she would usually shy away from men like Trevor—something about his rugged appearance captivated her. His handsome face, gorgeous ink, and wounded aura may have caught her attention, but it’s his giving heart that kept her yearning for more.


“You’ll get me through this, won’t you, Grey?” I ask him, wanting to laugh as he smiles up at me, watching my mouth move as if he were trying to understand. I take his smile as a positive response and kiss his forehead again. Everything will be all right. 


I end up selfishly using Grey as a security blanket during dinner. As soon as my mother set a bottle of red wine on the table, I knew I was in for one hell of a night. I keep Grey in my lap, rocking him while I try to focus on anything other than the Merlot which is taunting me from a few feet away. Disappointment overwhelms me as I consider the power the drink holds over me. I’ve spent the past five years letting alcohol decide my fate, and now that I’m home, I want to regain my control. It’s not just me anymore. I have a child depending on me. 


I pull my eyes away from the bottle and focus on my nephew. To my surprise, he’s staring up at me with wide, curious eyes. My heart splinters as I look at him. Now that Dean is dead, I can feel all my love pouring into his son. My heart fucking breaks, knowing Grey will most likely not remember his parents. He’ll never know how wonderful they were. He probably doesn’t have an inkling of understanding as to what has happened to them. I want to give him back everything he lost. Hell, I would’ve gladly taken my brother’s place, so he could have gotten more time with his son. But none of that is possible now. There’s no deal I could possibly make with God to bring him or my sister-in-law back. So, I’ll do the next best thing: I’ll devote my life to their child and try to give him the world. My brother would have expected that, and I’ll be damned if I let him down this time. 


I’m done with the nights I spent blackout drunk--partying until dawn. I’m done with the random hookups with nameless women. I’m done with losing myself in a bottle of whiskey. That Trevor is gone. All that’s left is a broken man who’d do anything to make shit right for his nephew. I look away from Grey and give the bottle of Merlot a challenging stare. I’ll be damned if I let shit like this ruin my life any longer. I stare at the bottle as if doing so will take away my craving for it. It doesn’t. Only time will take care of that. I look down at my motivation and smile. Don’t worry, Grey. There’s two of us now.







Lizzie Lee is twenty-three years old and lives in Carmel, Indiana. When she's not writing, she loves to spend her time reading, online shopping, attempting Pinterest projects, and watching cult horror movies.