Wednesday, 17 September 2014

The Lions Lady By Julie Garwood

Julie Garwood is one of my favourite authors and has written some of the most awesome historical fiction I have ever come across. Last week I read her crown spies series which includes; the Lions Lady, Guardian Angel, the gift and the Castle.

Blurb: The Lions Lady is a story of a white girl, Christiana, who was brought up and protected by an Indian tribe, Dakota, in America. She was given to Merry, a native American, by a English woman Jessica before she died. Merry bought her to the tribe an as   . The Indian shaman had seen her as a lioness protected by buffaloes and the bought her up as their own. She was raised and bought up by Merry and her husband in a way that she could go back to England to find the man who killed her mother.  Christiana find her maternal aunt and comes to London to attend her first season. She is an instant hit and is called the Princes by the Brummell himself. She is able to keep herself detached from everyone except a man called lion.

Lyon has retired from war department and is busy escorting his sister to the balls as it’s her first season. All women are scared of him and run the other way when they see him coming. He is intrigued when his friend, Rhone, asks him to get personal information out of the beautiful Miss Christiana as a bet. When Christiana does not cower before him and evades his questions successfully he finds himself following her to next event. Lyon cannot understand his fascination with the woman but he is determined to know her past and he knows he’d be successful if it weren’t for the attraction he feels towards her. How can he investigate her if all he wants to do is touch her whenever she is nearby?

Review: This is one of my favourite historical fictions. Lyon and Christiana are so much fun to read about. Lyon is amazingly hot and Catherine is one of the few fictional women I admire. Read it as soon as you get some time. Trust me you dont want to miss this. :)

Friday, 12 September 2014

Heist Society by Ally Carter

Blurb: Katarina Bishop is was an art thief. Now she goes to the most expensive private school and leads a some what normal life. When she is kicked out for something she did not do and finds Hale in the car that was supposed to take her home she knows her dream of leading a normal life was in great danger of never coming true. Hale informs her that her father was wrongly suspected of stealing some art that belonged to a mysterious and dangerous Arturo Taccone, she knows she can not turn her back to her family now. She needs to find the real criminal and get the Arturo and the Interpol off her fathers back. The task ahead of her is difficult especially now that she has found out that the art was stolen by Visily Romani (someone who is not to be messed with). Will she able to go back to her normal life after all this is over or will she be drawn back to the dangerous and exhilarating HEIST SOCIETY. 
 Review: I have read first 2 books from Ally Carters Gallagher girls and realized that they promise a lot but but fail to deliver. They are a dream come true for girls who wanted to read about a spy school for young girls ( few years ago I was one of those....ugh who am I kidding I still dream about them). The descriptions are perfect, the characters are cool but some how the book lacks that WOW* effect. 
When Heist society was recommended to me at that time I was not aware that it was penned by Ally Carter and I got really excited to start it. When I was done with first chapter I felt like yeah this seems like a good book. It had not WOW'ed me but I liked it. Then I remembered that I have felt this way before and checked out the authors name and google'ed it. I found out that Gallagher girls and Heist society where penned by the same person and realized that was why I felt like I was familiar with the style.
Heist society (for me) was way better then Gallagher girls even though they both shared a sense of.....umm...flatness, I guess. Heist society was interesting and I wanted to read more after I finished it. I liked Katarina Bishop (I never understood how her mind worked though). She is smart and not smug about it. I wished her thinking process and her feeling were more detailed so that I could understand her character. Her on and off  hot and charming boy friend, Hale (who literally follows her every where and seems to have no life  of his own) works great as an eye candy. Her team mates (her enigmatic uncle) were so much more interesting. I really liked the setting of the story which was all over Europe. The author has done a lot of research about art theft and it shows. It is the information that I enjoyed the most (I watch White Collar :p). 
This is a good book and if you want to check it out then go in with low expectations (you will not be disappointed that way).

Wednesday, 10 September 2014

Kate Daniels series by Ilona Andrews

Kate Daniel is an urban fantasy series penned by the married duo, Ilona and Gordon Andrews. It is one of the best urban fantasy series out there. It is a bit gritty but loads of fun. The authors have created a world where technology and magic reign over the world in shifts. When the magic hits it claws away at huge sky scrapers and stops anything that works on electricity. Its a world of witches, mages, werebeings, vampires and necromancers.
Kate Daniels is a mercenary and she may not be happy with her life but she is content or as content as some one who was in hiding and could not afford personal attachments can be. Kates only attachment is to her guardian and his wife and when her guardian is found brutally murdered Kate is ready to move mountains to look for the murderer and bring him/her to justice (her own brand of justice that is). She is even ready to work with the Order. She expected that the finding the murderer would not be easy but what she did not expect was that she would come across the Beast Lord, Curran ( I love him and I am sure you will too and build a working relation with him (of sorts).
We do not get to know much about Kate's past in the first book but the authors reveal enough to keep us hooked in. The series gradually become a lot of fun and you find your self waiting for the next book.
Magic Bites
Magic Burns
Magic Strikes
Magic Bleeds
Magic Slays
Magic Rises
Magic Breaks
I just finished Magic Breaks ( #7), the latest installment, in the series. I did not love it as much as the previous book but the chemistry and the characters were as much fun as before. And Roland was awesome too. I can not wait until Kate and Roland lock horns again. Its a series you have to read to know what its all about it, the experience is very hard to put in words.
The best thing about the books is the world building and how everything just falls into place. It never seems like authors are trying to bring things together they just are. The characters are crazy and most of them you can relate with or at least sympathize which makes the books so much real.
So if you are a huge fan of Urban Fantasy and enjoy eccentric characters this series is made fro you.

Tuesday, 19 August 2014


Hi Ayesha,

Jo-Anne has invited you to the event: Giveaway for WONDERFULLY WICKED by CJ Burright. 

Date: August 28, 2014 10:55AM
Venue: Pure Jonel
Location: Online worldwide, Cyberspace, Canada-

A dreamcaster with the ability to channel creatures from her nightmares, headstrong and cynical Kalila Montgomery longs for a peaceful, picket-fence life… until the man literally of her dreams kidnaps her.

Survival quickly becomes her number one goal, yet a growing attraction to the man in her nightmares is impossible to ignore. While she fears he will kill her, other, more terrifying enemies surround her, and Kalila succumbs to his scheme to escape. She may be his one hope for freedom…

A deadly combination of power, cunning, and cold-hearted charm, Lydon v'al Endrian fears nothing. Feels nothing. Chained to a brotherhood of men with the supernatural ability to invade dreams, he hunts dreamcasters to be harvested for their dreams and killed. His target: Kalila Montgomery. But Kalila awakens an undeniable dark desire and a longing for a freedom long-lost.

To gain everything he craves, Lydon must seduce Kalila before his plot is discovered… a hopeless challenge which, if failed, will earn him a death-sentence. Caught up in a dangerous world of secrets and obsession, doubt and betrayal, Kalila and Lydon face the nightmare of their lives, where love will either deliver them—or destroy them both.

Enter the two giveaways for prize pack or ecopies of Wonderfully Wicked by C.J. Burright! 

Monday, 11 August 2014

Hi guys! You'd never guess where I am.....

I am at a hotel near Niagara Falls! I just got here from the new York City! !! 
Yes I am in the United States of America to visit my aunt in LA but with a few stops. I spent 5 most awesome days of my life in NYC and I loved it! I got to see the Statue of liberty,  the Empire State building, Central park and...the times square! 
I also visited Museum of Modern Art for free ( it's free every Friday 4-8 pm). I got to see some paintings by Picasso and Vincent Van gogh (starry night).  I will upload pics and much more info about the city that never sleeps soon. Right now I gotta hit the bed so that I am fully awake when I see the Niagara Falls tomorrow. 
Ciao :*

Monday, 7 July 2014

Ramadan is here! so are oil laden delicacies :p

Hi (and Assalam Walaikum)!
How are you guys??? I am fine and fasting as its the month of Ramadan. It is a month during which all the Muslims worldwide fast to relieve our bodies and spirit. Though we do stuff ourselves with delicious fried food and amazing desserts as soon as we hear the maghrib azaan and I dont think it helps our body much.
Muslims love ramadhan not just because of its holy and its the month when devil gets chained up in hell but also because we get to meet all our friends and family over aftar and share amazing food. If you ever come to Pakistan (that is if you are brave enough to catch a flight here and drive through the criminal laden streets) you should really try some of the dishes mentioned below:

  1. Biryani (spicy rice served with chicken or mutton)
  2. Samosas ( filled with spicy mincemeat or spicy potato paste)
  3. Shami Kabobs ( here its written as Kebab)
  4. Aloo Kachories ( there are no words that can describe its awesomeness)
  5. Pani puri
  6. Dahi puri

Oh Man! I am getting hungry just thinking about them. I am not going to torture myself any more and if you are interested in more Pakistani food I will write another post but after Ramadhan of course :).
It is also the month during which World cup is happening in Rio, Brazil. Today its Brazil against Germany!Are you excited to see that match?
I think Germany is going to make it to finals this time :).
Any ways the point of this post is that as so much is going on I havent been able to post since I got back from Malaysia. I have read and re-read a lot of books and I wanna share them with you and will do soon as I start getting at least 6 hours sleep :). I have also joined an online course which starts on 14th July 2014.
Right now I am compiling a list of books that have been or will be released this month. But its not likely I will be able to post much.
I would really like some book recommendations, I would really like to read a book which has all these elements: action, adventure and romance :p
I also have also started reading The Husband Maker for blog tour and I am really liking it so far.
Take care guys and Happy Ramadan

Saturday, 21 June 2014

bookshout! free book: Forsaken Dreams by MaryLu Tyndall

Embark on a seafaring adventure in a brand-new series from bestselling author MaryLu Tyndall. After witnessing the death and destruction caused by the Civil War, Colonel Blake Wallace is eager to leave his once precious Southern homeland for the pristine shores of Brazil and the prospect of a new utopian community. Widow Eliza Crawford seeks passage on Wallace’s ship harboring a dirty secret—and a blossoming hope for a fresh start. But will dangers from the sea and from man keep them from the peace and love they long for?
Link: Forsaken Dreams by MaryLu Tyndall

Hi Ayesha,

Jonel has invited you to the event: Giveaway for SUFFICIENT RANSOM by Sylvia Sarno. 

Date: July 04, 2014 04:16AM
Venue: Pure Jonel
Location: Online worldwide, Cyberspace, Canada

What a mother wouldn't do for her child. Ann Olson takes her life for granted until her young son, Travis, disappears from the backyard one evening. Searching for her son, Ann throws caution to the wind. Soon, she finds herself enmeshed in the seedy world of Mexican drug dealers who operate just across the border in Tijuana. Does Ann, an atheist, embrace Christianity despite her husband warning that her pastor friend is more interested in converting her than in finding Travis? Does she make it out of the drug tunnel alive, or is her rashness her downfall? And is Travis’s disappearance related to that of other recently missing children in San Diego? A story of a mother’s love, courage in the face of evil, and her unexpected journey of self-discovery along the way.

Enter to win 1 of 5 ecopies of Sufficient Ransom by Sylvia Sarno! 

Sufficient Ransom is currently ranked at 4.3 stars on Amazon, 4.5 stars on B&N & 4.04 stars on Goodreads.

This giveaway is open internationally. It can be entered online anytime between now and 11:59pm July 3//4 by clicking the link/image above. 

Tuesday, 17 June 2014

In Langkawi

Hi!I am in Langkawi, Malaysia right now and to me it's one of the beautiful places on the earth. Langkawi is a small island in kedah and its also known as jewel of Kedah. It is a good spot for water sports and it is known as great place for scuba diving 😊.
This is our last day here and I will give you brief summary of what we have been up to until now ☺
On our first day here we enjoyed the beach and the hotel. As the waves were high we couldn't go banana boat riding and parasailing 😕 I had so much fun soaking my feet, collecting sea shells and walking on the beach ☺ though the sand does have  a way of collecting in the most uncomfortable places 😑.
Any ways next day we went for a boat ride at the langkawi Geo Park. It consists of a tour of crocodile cave, bat cave and monkey and eagle feeding. The tour started with eagle feeding unfortunately I couldnt catch it on the camera. Then we fed some monkeys along the way and let me tell you that due to childhood incident I am reaĺly scared of monkeys and that is why I am immensely proud of the picture I took when one jumped into our boat (very close to me).

Kids were pretty scared when they heard we were going to the crocodile cave but the our guide explained that there really used to be a lot of crocodiles here but due to global warming and increase and sea levels they have abandoned the cave. To tell you the truth I wanted to see a crocodile and I was a bit disappointed when we didn't encounter one.
We left for bat cave then and I am happy to say that we did see a lot of bats there! I even felt a few fly past me and I wasn't even a little scared😊. We could only tour one cave as the second cave had met the same fate as the crocodile cave 😦

After that we had a lovely time touring the blue sea surrounding the island. It was a fun bumpy ride.

 We went for a helicopter ride the next day and as it was absolutely fantastic. I wanted to do it again and again but one ride had costed us 550 ringgit's ( the name of Malaysian currency) we are 14 people in total.

The third day we spent in hotel and enjoyed a relaxing foot massage and the beach and that is the day I got really sick and because of that I missed the cruise to marine island with my family. I so wanted to go scuba diving there but I could barely move out of bed 😣. We will be leaving for Penang tomorrow. I hope I will be able to go for parasailing and banana boat riding there!
                 Yours sincerely,
P.S did you happen to catch the Germany vs Portugal world cup match?? It was awesome, no offense to Portuguese fans but their team got annihilated!

Thursday, 12 June 2014

seduce me at sunrise by Lisa Kleypas

Blurb: Win is tired of being the weak one.She has spent half her life depending on others,especially Merripen, because of  the scarlet fever that left her frail and weak. She is determined to make her self strong again even if she has to leave everyone she loves,her siblings and Merripen, behind. Win gives Merripen the last chance to express his feelings before she leaves but he refuses to do so as he feels undeserving of her love.
Merripen is a gypsy who was found injured by the Hathaway's. They took him in and took care of him but the only reason he stayed was because of Win. He fell in love with her and has been watching over her and odd siblings for a long time. He is left devastated when Win leaves for France for her treatment.
The two years they have spent separated has left them changed....Will they be able to recognize and love each other despite the changes?
This is another sweet romantic tale by Lisa Kleypas and the second book in her Hathaway's series. Win and Merripen make an adorable couple though their stubbornness can drive one crazy. In this story there is nothing that keeps them apart except that they love each other too much. Merripen is a gypsy and in their time they weren't given much respect in society and if he marries Win he will be condemning her to a life of isolation. He does not realize that all Win wants is to be with him and when he doesn't give in she turns to the doctor who treated her in France.
It is a light pleasant read though not one of Lisa's great works though.
Really good books by Lisa Kleypas:
Sugar Daddy
Blue-Eyed Devil

Monday, 9 June 2014


I woke up to the news that the Karachi Airport had been attacked and many innocent people lost their lives.
Why can't they leave us alone?? What have we done to deserve this??
How many more will lose their lives because some people are too crazy and selfish to care about the damage they do?
I think I can say it for all my family that we were too miserable to enjoy the beauty around us. Malaysia is a really beautiful country and the weather here is pleasant, not too hot aand enough cloudy to allow a walk around the Kuala Lumpur.
I am visiting my uncle here and we spent they day at their place catching up with them. I finally got access to reliable Internet connection ☺.
Right now I am too upset to do any thing but I will read a Kelly Armstrong novel, Haunted before I go to bed to take my mind off all the lives lost. If I don't I am sure I will go crazy.....

Mine till midnight by Lisa Kleypas

Blurb: Amelia is the eldest sister of the Hathaway siblings and has had no problems managing all her siblings except for her brother Leo. When Leo dissappear for three days she has no choice but to go look for him in the seedy parts of the London. She never thought that in her quest to find her brother she will find an intriguing gypsy, Cam Rohan. 
Cam Rohan is a manager of a gentleman's club and has a good luck curse. As a gypsy he abhors collecting wealth but he can't seen to get rid of his wealth no matter how much he tries it only returns to him on tenfold. When he find Amelia Hathaway he can't help but be attracted to her simple beauty. Somehow he ends up helping her in her quest which ends with a passionate kiss and a stolen ribbon. 
They thought they will never see each other again and no one is more superseded than them when they do. They more they try to stay away the more the end up together.....will these seemingly different people overcome their internal struggle to be with each other forever??
Review: Lisa keypad has an amazing ability to make her characters alive. They are living breathing people with flaws like real people. Amelia and Cam are an odd couple but things are always odd where Hathaways are concerned. The Hathaway siblings are an eccentric bunch and a lot of fun to read. Well written with strong characters Mine till midnight is a great read!

Saturday, 7 June 2014

Mini Siam- small thailand

Day 2
We had breakfast at nine and went to the hotel pool afterwards. We had decided to go to Mini Siam but as it was very hot we decided to go in evening. Mini Siam is a park where there are miniature replicas of Thailands important buildings. There were some replicas of worlds important monuments.It turned out my wish for a heavy rainfall wasn't going to get fulfilled as it wasn't even cloudy. Sigh.....Even though it was hot as hell we had a lot of fun going through the park. 
It was very well maintained and we took several pics.

Friday, 6 June 2014

In Pattaya, Thailand!!

Day 1
I am finally here! The weather is awesome cloudy and humid though I am hoping that it rains soon. We got here via Cathay pacific airplane and even though I never fall asleep during air travel this time I slept for four hours straight (we had departed at 12 am according to Karachi time). But I woke up in time to capture some amazing shots from my new mobile 😊. 

I felt lie I was passing by some other world, perhaps the Cloud Kingdom😀. Any ways after we landed and want through the whole airport process we rented a cab and started towards Pattaya Thailand. We spent half the day resting and left for a walk around the city in evening.
View from my balcony 😀
Though the beach here is awesome the city it self isn't that pretty. It made me sad to see all the brothels on streets, though all the colourful boards were mesmerizing.
 We browsed through small shops and hawkers and found little trinkets to buy. I am sure we were getting ripped off but the prices werent that high. We mistakenly walked in to a red light area, the walking street and made a sharp u-turn as my siblings are too young. There transport system her is amazing there are open vans that pick and drop people all around the city. We got back and had canned halal food that mom had packed. We plan to go to the beach tomorrow and Mini Siam ( siam= former name of Thailand), where there are miniatures of all the important buildings from around the world 😊.

Sunday, 1 June 2014


I haven't blogged in such a long time I feel weird typing this post right now. I have been busy studying and then I had to prepare for my summer vacations. Even though I live very close to sea it has been very long that I have submerged my feet in calming sea water. I had to make do with short drive along the beach while transporting my sister to and fro her classes. Therefore I can't wait to get to Thailand! I have also downloaded a lot of books and if I have WiFi I promise I will be keeping you up to date. Right now I am lost among flip flops, shirts, caps and tunes of sunblock. Only rereading some of Julie Garwood 's Historical have kept me sane. I will be posting soon. Take care!

Saturday, 31 May 2014

Missing Lily Blog Tour and Giveaway!!!

Missing Lily

“You don’t know who I am,” I whispered. He didn’t move—either away from me, or closer—and after an interminable moment, I stepped back and hurried out of the house.

He didn’t follow me as I fled into the night.
Lylin was not used to being alone—much less alone, hurt, and lost. So when she is separated from her guard and forced to abandon her horse, she counts herself lucky to stumble upon a manor house. Still frightened by those who chased her into the night, she keeps her identity a secret, calling herself Lily as she accepts the help of kind servants, and the compassion of Lord Fallon. When they fall into an easy friendship, she wonders if her secrecy was too hasty. However, as she gets to know the manor and its residents, Lylin discovers that she’s not the only one hiding secrets, and it may be a very good thing that her host doesn’t know her true identity as a member of the royal family.

Author Annette K. Larsen

I was born in Utah, part of a crazy, fun family of nine. I grew up in Flagstaff, AZ and St. Louis, MO before striking out on my own college adventure in Virginia. I decided to try my hand at writing novels after I was married and living in Idaho. I write clean romance because it’s my favorite genre, but often difficult to find.
I have Charlotte Brontë to thank for the courage to write novels. After being bombarded with assigned reading about women who justified abandoning either their families or their principles in the name of love, I had the great fortune of reading Jane Eyre. And that was it: finally, a heroine who understood that being moral and making the right choice was hard, and sometimes it hurt, but it was still worth it. After rereading it several years later, I realized that if I wanted more books to exist with the kinds of heroines I admired, then I might as well write a few myself. My books are about women who face hard choices, who face pain and rejection and often have to face the reality of sacrificing what they want for what is right. The consequences are often difficult or unpleasant, but in the end, doing what’s right will always be worth it.
I believe there is no substitute for good writing or good chocolate. Fortunately, one often leads to the other.

My review:

I really enjoyed missing Lily.  The characters were relatable and the storyline was simple. It was well written and the author has done good job of describing the time period.
This is a story of a girl finding true love but she's too scared to reveal her  identity which leads to all kinds of trouble. 
This a light read and makes for an awesome companion during travel.


Excerpt 1:

Just as I started to relax, the sound of voices made my eyes pop open, and I sat up, forcing my breathing to quiet. The doors at the other end of the stables slid open and someone entered, carrying a lamp and shaking water from their clothes.

“I’m not seein’ things, Lord Fallon. Someone is in here,” a voice whispered. I sat still, unable to move. The lamp shifted, casting two men in ominous shadow.

“I believe you, Giles. That’s why we’re here.” His Lordship sounded not at all concerned, as though he were merely humoring his hired man. He sounded more tired than anything. 

“The lamp, Giles.” The light transferred to His Lordship’s hands, illuminating his face and leaving me astonished by his youth. He looked to be in his twenties, and I wondered how such a young gentleman held the title of Lord. “You’re sure it wasn’t an animal of some sort?” he asked as he took his first steps down the long line of stalls. He would find me soon enough, and yet this prospect didn’t terrify me as it had moments ago. Lord Fallon looked not at all frightening. He wore trousers, a loose fitting shirt that hung untucked, and a full-length coat that fell in languid folds from his shoulders. Water dripped from his rumpled hair, sliding down his face and into his well-trimmed facial hair.

“T’weren’t no animal, sir.”

“The horses aren’t agitated. They would be if someone threatening were about.” 

When the light fell on me, Lord Fallon’s eyes widened. I tried to push myself to my feet, but he drew a sword that I had not realized was hanging at his side and pointed it at my throat. I fell back against the wall, crouching, my chest aching from the heavy beating of my heart. 

“I don’t take kindly to vagrants on my property.” His fatigue had vanished. Now he looked menacing—terrifying.

My voice was barely audible as I forced a reply. “I’m not a vagrant, sir.” 

His eyes narrowed in question. “Remove your hood.”

I raised my hand slowly and pushed the fabric back. His eyebrows raised, even more surprised by my appearance than by my voice. The sword lowered. “Giles, take her inside and put her in front of a fire. She’s freezing.” And with that, he walked away and I slumped back to the ground, numb with relief.
Excerpt 2:

I found a cloak in the wardrobe and put it on, then quietly unlatched the door, hoping to leave without anyone’s notice. 

Rhys sat on the floor, leaning against the wall opposite my door, sleeping. It broke my heart to see him there, obviously waiting for me to come out. But with any luck, he wouldn’t discover my departure until later. I slipped through the door and crept past him, trying to keep my breath quiet even with my nerves jumping every which way. I reached the top of the stairs before his voice stopped me.  

“Where are you going?”

I looked back. His head still rested against the wall, but his eyes were fixed on me. 

I faced the stairs again, contemplating running down them. I cleared my throat. “I’m just going for a walk outside to clear my head.” My foot stepped down.

“The sun is down.” Confusion infused his voice as he stood to follow.

My pace increased. “I won’t be gone long.”

He grabbed my arm, stopping me. “What has you so upset?”

I tried to hold his gaze He hated me, even if he didn’t know it. “I’m just…worried.”

“That’s not it.” How could he know such a thing? “There’s something else.”

I tried to invent a lie, but my thoughts wouldn’t cooperate. He moved closer to me, making my neck grow hot. I swallowed, desperately searching for something to say, or even something to focus on besides the warmth spreading through me. I ignored it. I didn’t know this man, he may very well be a traitor, a conspirator. But all I could feel was his proximity. 

“Won’t you tell me?” he pled. I made myself look at him and his eyes delved into mine, searching for any clue to explain my behavior. 

I closed my eyes, whispering, “I can’t.” 


I opened my eyes at his pleading tone, then opened my mouth, trying to say something. His eyes locked on my parted lips and I stopped trying to talk. He lowered his head, glancing at my eyes before refocusing on my mouth and moving closer. He was going to kiss me. Half of me wanted it, desperately. The other half was terrified. It was all wrong. This was wrong. He was wrong. 

I turned my face away and he froze.

 “You don’t know who I am,” I whispered. He didn’t move—either away from me, or closer—and after an interminable moment, I stepped back and hurried out of the house. 

He didn’t follow me as I fled into the night.
$25 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash

Ends 6/15/14

Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning.

a Rafflecopter giveaway
Purchase on
add to goodreads

Monday, 26 May 2014

AIREL- Blog Tour

Airel: The Awakening is a young adult paranormal romance about the angel Kreios who falls so deeply in love with a woman that he chooses to fall from heaven to be with her. She gives birth to a daughter in Arabia, 1250BC. The girl is pursued ferociously, relentlessly by an enemy in the deepest darkness.

My Review: Airel was amazing. The characters were fun. Though there were times I felt like I was reading another version of twilight I have to say Airel had some personality, unlike Bella. I liked reading the flashbacks involving Kreios more than I liked reading about Airels crush on a hot new classmate. I just wished the book was a bit longer because it had only gotten exciting in the end while the rest of the book seemed like an intro. 

Authors:  Aaron Patterson is a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY bestselling author of over a dozen novels. He writes hard-boiled thrillers and young adult fantasy. He was home-schooled and grew up in the west. Aaron loved to read as a small child and would often be found behind a book, reading one to three a day on average. This love drove him to want to write, but he never thought he had the talent. He wrote Sweet Dreams, the first book in the WJA series, in 2008. Airel is his first teen series, and plans for more are in the works. He lives in Boise, Idaho with his family.

Praise for the book:

“This is not your typical fallen angel story. It is one that has left me breathlessly waiting for the next one in the series.” --Sandra Stiles, Amazon review T

“A beautifully written and crafted fiction about teenage innocence, faith, loss and love. A must read for teens and adults alike." --Vincent Zandri, International Bestselling Author of The Remains, The Innocent, and Concrete Pearl

“This was such a unique twist to the common way angels are portrayed…. The struggle between good and evil is the forefront of this great story!” – Courtney, Amazon review


Ends 6/16/19

Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning.

Excerpts from Airel: The Awakening by Aaron Patterson & Chris White

----------------- EXCERPT #1 ---------------------

“Nice shirt,” Kim said. She was my best friend, my shopping buddy. We were an unlikely story, the two of us, but that was what made it work. She glared at my shirt as she sat down next to me. “You took the tags off, didn’t you?”
“Called it,” I said.
She made a face to punish me for my insolence, but then took off on a whole different subject.
That’s my Kim.
“So,” she said, “you hear about the new guy yet?” She looked around and lowered her voice as if it was a crime to talk about a boy in class. 
“Ah … no,” I said. “And what does it matter? It’s not like I care.” I rolled my eyes, assuming she was talking about the latest supposedly super-hot guy who had caught her momentary attention. Mostly it just gave her something new to talk about. Kim loved to talk—that much I could count on. I opened my history book and pretended to read, hoping she would drop the subject. I knew better. 
“Come on, Airel. When he sees you, he’ll fall madly in love and beg you for your hand in marriage.” She giggled. She was always so energetic. Most people had their good days and bad days, their moods going from hot to cold, but not Kim. She was full speed ahead, no brakes. I had to admit, sometimes she was the only thing that kept me looking on the bright side of life.
“Speak for yourself,” I said. “You’re the boy-crazy one, not me. He is all yours. Just remember, they have cooties.”
She scoffed, but then quieted down as Mr. Brashear began the class. She propped her phone into her history book, pretending to read, and began texting whoever she was always texting. She had bazillions of friends, as far as I could tell. And though Kim even had friends at other schools and they texted back and forth non-stop, she and I had something special. I couldn’t imagine my life without her.
I kicked her leg and she grunted, dropping her phone. It clattered loudly on her desk, and I grinned an evil smile. She shot me the stink eye, threatening me under her breath.
I rolled my eyes at her, ending the episode.
I wanted to zone out in history, which was what I normally did. After all, this class was only about what had already been done, and how boring was that? I had my head down and was trying to will my headache away, but not having much luck.
“Ah, there you are,” Mr. Brashear said loudly, snapping me out of my trance. “Good of you to join us, Mr. Alexander.”
I looked up, trying to bring my vision into focus, fighting that stupid pesky headache.
“Sorry,” a voice said.
It was familiar to me.
“I don’t really know my way around the halls yet.”
My eyes focused. It was him.

------------------------- EXCERPT #2 --------------------------------

“CLASS, THIS IS MICHAEL Alexander. Michael, welcome to Borah High. Please take your seat.” Mr. Brashear turned back to the board while Michael began moving toward the only empty seat, just one over from mine. I wanted to shake my fist at the sky and shout, “Why, God, why,” but I couldn’t do that in the middle of History 301.
As he moved through the motionless room, I felt the difference his presence made. 
I didn’t want to, but I was staring, too numb to do anything about it. He smiled as he looked around. His wheat- colored hair was spiked up softly, wildly, in the most out-of-control, amazing way. I felt my heart speed up as his bright blue eyes fell on me.
There he was. Mr. Napkins. I was Miss Coffee Spill, and I so wanted to be Mrs. Napkins.
I felt heat rising to the surface of my face. I’d never felt anything like this. Airel, what is wrong with you? This is so not like you.Michael moved with smooth grace. I was gawking, staring like some love-struck calf. I hoped he wouldn’t notice me. This was so stupid. Why was I acting like this?
But I could hear the universe calling my number, and I was stunned to discover that I had really been waiting in line all this time, staring wide-eyed, ticket in hand. But I don’t want this. I held my breath without realizing it. The draw I felt toward him was overpowering.
He sat in his seat and looked straight ahead, and I shook my head ungracefully. Just as fast as the room had stopped, it launched itself into hyper speed, and then I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Kim, wearing a big, dumb grin on her face. Her eyes sparkled as she said, “Wow, girl. You’re as red as a lobster.”
“What?” I said. It came out as a raspy, forced whisper, but it was all I could manage. Kim was stifling a laugh. I slunk down behind my history book. “Shut up, Kim.” But she just smiled and batted her eyes. I really didn’t like her right now. Maybe I could find a new best friend.
THE CLASS BELL RANG. I jumped up and rushed out the door, desperate for the bathroom. I didn’t feel well. I turned on the water and splashed its cold wetness over my warm cheeks, trying to cool myself down and shake my mind from the maddening fog that had overtaken me. It wasn’t like me to freak out about a boy. I was the last girl in the world to go gaga over a good-looking guy. But it was more than that. So what if he was good-looking—there were lots of hot guys around. It was something else, and I was starting to think it was really a spell.
I looked in the mirror. “Aw, man.” My face looked like I’d just had my first kiss and then sat under a heat lamp for a few hours.
Kim came in and stood with her foot jammed at the bottom of the door—so she could grill me in private, no doubt. “So,” she said, “you see the new guy?”
I shook my head and rubbed the back of my neck. “Whatever. I was hot. That classroom … it’s always so muggy, and I had a headache.”
“Oh, is it? I hadn’t noticed.”
I ignored her, pulled my hair into a ponytail, and splashed more cold water on the back of my neck. I was relieved to see my face returning to its normal slightly fair hue. 
Kim just grunted and smirked and looked down at her nails, inspecting them, looking up at me in little snatches of concern. “Well, I think he’s ugly. Besides, what kind of name is ‘Michael Alexander?’ It’s like he has two first names. I mean, what is he, America’s Next Teen Pop Superstar?” Her face was calm. Much too calm.
She’s totally mocking me. I couldn’t help smiling. His face filled my mind for a split second. I could feel my blood warming, rising to my face again. I thought of all the dumb 80s song lyrics that my parents continually tortured me with. “Hey,” I said, trying to go on offense a little, “you and I both know he’s gorgeous, so stop lying. I don’t know what came over me. The room was actually spinning.
“Oh, the room was spinning? That’s news. Airel, are you crazy? Because, like, how did I miss that?”
“Kim, I don’t know. You know this isn’t like me at all. Something weird is going on. When he walked in, I completely lost it. It was weird. It’s like the clock stopped. Or jumped forward. Am I going crazy?” 
“Yeah, and he looked at you like he knew you or something,” she said, coming closer to me, a little worry showing on her features.
I couldn’t make my mind stop. It was racing, replaying every second of our first meeting—the coffee, his hand, his smile. He looked at me like he knew me, looked me right in the eyes, saw me, and I could feel him searching me, looking for something, perhaps some kind of confirmation from me that I knew him too. My heart fluttered with the memory of that moment. I suddenly had this insane desire to cry and laugh at the same time.
Kim made a kissing sound, reaching out to me. “Loooove, Airel.”
I brushed her off, moving to an empty stall and locking myself in.
“You should see yourself. You so just went all googly eyed over him.”
I fell to my knees as crippling pain suddenly shot through my side. I couldn’t help whimpering. Then a sickening wave of warmth washed over me and I was instantly depressed. Hello, roller coaster. Wow, what’s your name? Could it be Michael Alexander? Ugh. Or maybe it’s just barf. “Ugh,” I said aloud, turning toward the toilet. “I think I’m going to be sick.” 
“Loooovesick.” Kim was clearly enjoying my discomfort, but I had no time to defend myself. I bent and threw up into the toilet. Oh, dear God. This is fun. I was totally heaving in the high school bathroom.
Kim snapped out of taunting mode and rushed in to help me, going back into best-friend mode. I lost my dinner and yesterday’s lunch and started to wonder if maybe I should have had breakfast after all—was that why I was so sick all of a sudden? Skipping breakfast? There is a nasty flu going around this year…
Kim held my hair and rubbed my back. I didn’t know I was crying until I saw the tears splashing onto the floor and heard myself sobbing. I’m crying. Why am I crying? My stomach felt like a knife had been plunged into it and my whole body convulsed as I tried to stand up, my legs shaking like a newborn colt.
Kim helped me to the nurse’s station and soon after, I was on my way home, looking like death in the passenger seat. Trusty Kim was driving my trusty Honda. It was a good thing Mom was at work, and that Dad was out of town. I hoped I would be feeling better by the time Mom got home because she had a tendency to go overboard when I got sick. Parents. 
Kim parked in the driveway and helped me up the stairs, and even though it was the middle of the day, I went to bed and fell asleep feeling cold and scared. Maybe I wasn’t lovesick and something was really wrong with me.

----------------------------------------- EXCERPT #3 ------------------------------------------

I WOKE UP THE next morning with the never-ending headache and dried tears on my face. I couldn’t remember much about what had happened after I’d come home yesterday. I had a vague recollection of Kim putting me to bed and Mom coming in at some point with a worried look on her face.
I did remember parts of a nightmare. There was a black figure—a horrible, cloaked presence trailing black tar coming after me. I had to admit that scared the crap out of me. Dreams could be weird sometimes, that much I knew from experience, but I’d never had any that were quite so vividly terrifying.
Lying in bed, processing, I tried to wriggle out from the remains of yesterday. It had wrapped me up in a cocoon of thoughts and a tangle of blankets. I finally realized that I had swapped ends in the night; my head was at the foot of my bed and my feet were on my pillow. Whoa, I must have slept rough—rougher than usual, anyway. After a few minutes, I pulled myself up on my elbows and looked at the clock. Wonder of all wonders, it was still early and I had time before school. I struggled out of bed—backwards—and trudged to the bathroom. Guess bad dreams have good points to them. At least I have time for a decent start to my day. Maybe today will be better.
Inevitably, I thought about him—the boy who I felt knew me. Michael Alexander fluttered into and around my thoughts, and I started to blush again. I couldn’t explain what was happening to me. Why do I react like this to him? It was really weird, because I could see his face just as clearly as if he was standing right in front of me. Normally I couldn’t do that with guys I liked. Come on, Airel. Get a hold of yourself. You haven’t said two words to him, and you like him already? What a moron. 
I turned the shower to super-hot and waited for the warmth to kick in. I looked in the mirror and noticed that the normal dark circles under my eyes were surprisingly faint this morning. I would have thought that after a day and night like I’d just had, I’d look like the corpse bride. 
I flashed my fake smile into the mirror, and that made me smile for real. I didn’t really think I was “all that,” but I knew I had a few good things going for me. I felt like I looked really good today, and I had just rolled out of bed. That made me smile even more.
After a long, hot shower, I pulled on my blue jeans and my favorite T-shirt—the one with Bob Marley on it. I pulled my hair back in a ponytail. I always had to do that after a shower—otherwise, it would get frizzy and curl like no one’s business, turning into a puffball or a fro.
I headed downstairs, not having to sprint for once. Our house was like most, with several bedrooms, a family room, and a big kitchen. The upstairs was where my room was, plus my parents’ room and two spare rooms: one for guests, one for Kim. She stayed the night at least three times a week. Most of the time she just slept on the floor in my room, even though Mom had set her up with her own, and we would end up talking all night. So her room was mostly just a landing place for all her junk. 
I put two strawberry Pop-Tarts in the toaster, noticing for the first time that it was raining outside. Great. One last day of sunshine yesterday and I was sick for most of it. I made a mental note to grab a light jacket before I left the house. I felt fine today, I noticed. Other than the bad dream, I felt good. I looked good, and I knew it. I wanted to get out and do something after school, but figured it was too cold and rainy.
I nibbled my Pop-Tarts, which tasted good all the way down to my painfully empty stomach. I really hoped I’d be able to keep it down today. Michael’s face presented itself in my memory. I tried to banish him from my mind. I had to squash any thought of him—I didn’t need or want that kind of drama in my life right now.
I grabbed my jacket and started for the door, trying not to wake my mom. She never slept in and today was her day off, so I knew she would want to. She was like most moms. Protective and maybe a bit overbearing, but she meant well and I knew it. She worked at a flower shop. Not that she had to, but she liked to keep busy. 
Since I was an only child and in school most of the day, she would climb the walls all alone if she didn’t do something, so Dad had told her to go find something she would enjoy. She found a little shop called Just Flowers and started working there years ago. I teased her constantly about being so old-fashioned—such a stereotypical housewife, working at a flower shop—but she loved all things plants. If it was nice out, she could be found without exception in the yard, planting, digging, or pulling weeds. We had the nicest yard in the neighborhood. 
As for Dad, well, I wasn’t sure exactly what he did, but he was gone a lot. He was a sales rep for some company or other—it didn’t matter much to me. He was a quiet guy and didn’t bring his job home. He got bonuses sometimes, which we always used to go on family vacations. Those times were the happiest for me, when we were all together.
Last summer was the best. Dad took us all to Disney World, and I even got to bring Kim along. Her mom was cool with stuff like that. Kim’s dad left when she was young, so she was basically part of our family. 
The rain was really coming down, so I ran to my car, hoping to dodge the raindrops. I opened the driver’s door to my Honda and got in. Before I could turn the key, I felt a horrendous, debilitating pain dragging razor blades up and down my arms and legs, deep inside me. “Owww,” I shrieked before I could stop myself. But then, just as fast as it had come, it was gone, and I was left sitting there in its wake, hyperventilating and wondering what was wrong with me.