Welcome to the world of Harmony, where--despite its name, things are anything but--danger lurks just beneath the surface in this new novel by New York Times bestselling author, Jayne Castle.
If there's something Ravenna Chastain knows, it's when to end things. And after she almost winds up the victim of a cult that believes she's a witch, it's easy to walk away from her dead-end career, ready for a new start. But where to find a job that would allow her to use her very specialized skill set? The answer is clear: she becomes a matchmaker.
But even a successful matchmaker can't find someone for everyone, and Ravenna considers Ethan Sweetwater her first professional failure. After nine failed dates, Ravenna knows it's time to cut Ethan loose. But Ethan refuses to be fired as a client--he needs one final date to a business function. Since Ravenna needs a date herself to a family event, they agree to a deal: she will be his (business) date if he will be her (fake) date to her grandparents' anniversary celebration.
What Ethan fails to mention is that attending the business function is a cover for some industrial espionage that he's doing as a favor to the new Illusion Town Guild boss. Ravenna is happy to help, but their relationship gets even more complicated when things heat up--the chemistry between them is explosive, as explosive as the danger that's stalking Ravenna. Lucky for her, Ethan isn't just an engineer--he's also a Sweetwater, and Sweetwaters are known for hunting down monsters...
Friday, September 30, 2022
Review: Sweetwater & the Witch by Jayne Castle
Wednesday, September 28, 2022
Audio Review: Marple: Twelve New Mysteries by Naomi Alderman, Leigh Bardugo, Alyssa Cole, Lucy Foley, and more...
A brand-new collection of short stories featuring the Queen of Mystery’s legendary detective Jane Marple, penned by 12 remarkable best-selling and acclaimed authors.
This collection of 12 original short stories, all featuring Jane Marple, will introduce the character to a whole new generation. Each author reimagines Agatha Christie’s Marple through their own unique perspective while staying true to the hallmarks of a traditional mystery.
■ Naomi Alderman
■ Leigh Bardugo
■ Alyssa Cole
■ Lucy Foley
■ Elly Griffiths
■ Natalie Haynes
■ Jean Kwok
■ Val McDermid
■ Karen M. McManus
■ Dreda Say Mitchell
■ Kate Mosse
■ Ruth Ware
Miss Marple was first introduced to fans in a story Agatha Christie wrote for 'The Royal Magazine' in 1927 and made her first appearance in a full-length novel in 1930’s 'The Murder at the Vicarage'. It has been 45 years since Agatha Christie’s last Marple novel, 'Sleeping Murder', was published posthumously in 1976, and this collection of ingenious new stories by 12 Christie devotees will be a timely reminder why Jane Marple remains the most famous fictional female detective of all time.
Sunday, September 25, 2022
Sunday Post #177
Thursday, September 22, 2022
Review: Snowed in for Christmas by Sarah Morgan
Snowed in for Christmas was such a delight! I loved the big Miller family even with their struggles it was evident they loved each other, and I loved how they all welcomed Lucy in at this vulnerable time in her life. She needed the extra care and love, and a bit of romance, of course! I love Sarah Morgan’s stories. I’d classify Snowed in for Christmas as part women’s fiction, part romance. Her talented writing brought the characters to life with real-feeling, relatable emotions and I rooted for each and every one of them to find their joy! Loved the dreamy, winter wonderland setting, too! Definite recommend!
A family gathering
This Christmas the Miller siblings have one goal—to avoid their well-meaning family’s endless stream of prying questions. Ross, Alice and Clemmie have secrets that they don’t intend to share, and they are relying on each other to deflect attention.
An uninvited guest
Lucy Clarke is facing a Christmas alone and the prospect of losing her job. Unless she can win a major piece of business from Ross Miller, the season promises to be anything but festive. She’ll just deliver her proposal to his family home and then leave. After all, she wouldn’t want to intrude on the Miller family’s perfect Christmas.
A Christmas to remember
When Lucy appears on the Miller family’s snow-covered Highland doorstep, she's mistaken for Ross’s girlfriend. By the time the confusion is cleared up, they're snowed in—she can’t leave, even if she wants to! But does she want to? As secrets spill out like presents from an overstuffed stocking and the chemistry between her and Ross ignites, this is going to be either Lucy's worst Christmas ever or the best mistake of her life.
Monday, September 19, 2022
Review: Love in the Time of Serial Killers by Alicia Thompson
I’m a Forensic Files/Dateline/true crime junkie as well so I appreciated all the references and I’m totally on board with being cautious. Phoebe had a lot of baggage from her parent’s ugly divorce, and the way her father treated her growing up. I did feel bad for Phoebe, but her prickliness got to me, and I had a hard time connecting to her. I adored Sam, he was a sweetheart and I wondered at times why he was interested. Phoebe’s brother, Connor, was a fun, nerdy, likeable character as well, and I was pleased how Phoebe was truly sweet to him. They had a great relationship despite the fact they were separated for a lot after the divorce.
Turns out that reading nothing but true crime isn’t exactly conducive to modern dating—and one woman is going to have to learn how to give love a chance when she’s used to suspecting the worst.
PhD candidate Phoebe Walsh has always been obsessed with true crime. She’s even analyzing the genre in her dissertation—if she can manage to finish writing it. It’s hard to find the time while she spends the summer in Florida, cleaning out her childhood home, dealing with her obnoxiously good-natured younger brother, and grappling with the complicated feelings of mourning a father she hadn’t had a relationship with for years.
It doesn’t help that she’s low-key convinced that her new neighbor, Sam Dennings, is a serial killer (he may dress business casual by day, but at night he’s clearly up to something). It’s not long before Phoebe realizes that Sam might be something much scarier—a genuinely nice guy who can pierce her armor to reach her vulnerable heart.
Thursday, September 15, 2022
Review: First Born by Will Dean
From the acclaimed author of The Last Thing to Burn, a psychological thriller about the dark secrets that emerge when a woman’s twin sister is murdered, with his signature “intense, gripping, taut, terrifying, moving, and brilliant” (Lisa Jewell, #1 New York Times bestselling author) prose.
Sisters. Soulmates. Strangers.
Molly Raven lives a quiet, structured life in London, finding comfort in security and routine. Her identical twin Katie, living in New York, is the exact opposite: outgoing, spontaneous, and adventurous.
But when Molly hears that Katie has died, possibly murdered, she is thrown into unfamiliar territory. As terrifying as it is, she knows she must travel across the ocean and find out what happened. But as she tracks her twin’s final movements, cracks begin to emerge, and she slowly realizes her sister was not who she thought she was and there’s a dangerous web of deceit surrounding the two of them.
Tuesday, September 13, 2022
Review & Excerpt: Barbarian Mine by Ruby Dixon
Harlow
I need two poles for a travois. Two. No problem.
There's got to be trees in the distance, and I'm strong and whole.
Okay. I can do this. I can.
Aehako's instructions ring through my mind, over
and over. We need to make a travois and take Haeden back to the healer. My
heart races wildly in my chest as I sprint through the snow, looking for the
thin, pink, wispy trees of this planet. Kira's gone, and both aliens are
wounded. They need my help, and I can't let them down. I don't know why they
don't go back to the alien ship and get healed. They don't trust it, and I
guess I understand that. I'm used to technology, and it still freaks me out to
think of the cold, emotionless voice of the computer.
Also, I know what it's like to fear the doctor.
My feet sink into the snow with each step, and
my leather boots quickly become sodden. There's no time to fix them or
reinforce the insides with warm dvisti fur. Time is of the essence. I trudge
forward over a drift-covered hill, and when I see the pink, wispy eyelashes of
trees in the distance, I pick up the pace.
Almost there.
I have Haeden's knife, since he's too wounded to
use it. The bone handle is smooth in my hand, though it's a little too big for
my human-sized palm to grip comfortably. Everything here on Not-Hoth is sa-khui
sized. I'm a decent height for a girl, but the average person on this planet
seems to be seven feet tall, and the snows are deep, the caves huge. Really,
everything feels just a wee bit too big. It's like I've been transported to a
Goldilocks house, except instead of just right, everything's too large.
It's just one more thing I must adjust to in an
endless stream of new and frightening things.
Weeks ago, I went to sleep in my own bed, and
the biggest concern on my mind was when I'd start my chemo. Then, a few weird
dreams later, I woke up, shivering and weak, pulled from a tube and told I'd
been abducted by aliens.
Which would have been hard to believe except
that I'd come from Houston, Texas, and my air conditioner had gone out, so I'd
spent the evening sweating and praying the repairman would come by soon. When
I'd woken up? It had been so cold my bare feet had stuck to the metal floors,
and strange blue aliens occasionally entered to chat with the humans.
It's hard to call someone a liar when they're
seven feet tall, blue, and horned. After seeing that, I had to believe. And
even though sometimes I want to pinch myself until I wake up, I have to accept
the fact that I'm now living on a snow planet with no chance of getting home,
and I'm infected with an alien parasite that allows me to endure the harsh
conditions of Not-Hoth. Not exactly how I'd visualized my future at all.
But . . . at least I have a future.
According to the ship's medical computers, I'm
cancer-free now. I don't know if it's wrong, or if it's Not-Hoth's atmosphere
or the new "cootie" (as some of the girls call it) living in my
chest.
All I know is that the inoperable brain tumor
isn't showing up in scans. And for the first time in the last year, I have
hope.
But first . . . a travois.
When I get to the trees, I move to the closest
one and touch the bark with my fingertips. It feels spongy and damp despite the
chill in the air, and not sturdy enough to support a massive, muscled alien. I
have no idea if this will work, but I'll give it a shot. I owe the sa-khui my
life, and so I'm going to do my best to help Haeden and Aehako.
Kneeling down, I begin to hack at the base of
the first tree. The knife sinks in with a squishing noise, and sap squirts out
onto the snow. Ugh. I wrinkle my nose and keep cutting, determined. Kira's
gone, and they're wounded, so I'm the only one that can help.
The snow crunches nearby.
I stand upright, surprised. It almost sounded
like a footstep. "Hello?" I turn around and look. "Aehako?"
No one's there. The snowy landscape is barren,
nothing but rolling drifts as far as the eye can see.
I must be imagining things. I'm not alone out
here in the wild. There're creatures everywhere, or so the hunters tell me. It
could be one of the porcupine-looking things. Or maybe it's a rabbit. Or . . .
whatever the rabbit equivalent on this planet is.
I can't be a silly chicken and freak out at
every little sound, though. I turn back to the tree and continue hacking at it.
I hear the crunch of snow again, and a moment
later, a heavy thudding. My blood feels like it's surging in my ears, and I
press a hand to my head, wincing.
No, wait. That's not thudding or drumming. My
heart is calm. Is it . . . purring?
Something slams into the back of my head, and I
pitch forward into darkness.
Even there, the strange purring follows me.
The fourth novel in the international publishing phenomenon the Ice Planet Barbarians series, now in a special print edition with bonus materials and an exclusive epilogue!
Harlow receives the shock of her life when she wakes up to see Rukh, a stranger who has clearly been on his own his whole life, but she soon learns that there is much more to this gruff, barbaric alien than the savage he appears to be.
The ice planet has given me a second lease on life, so I'm thrilled to be here. Sure, there are no cheeseburgers, but I'm healthy and ready to be a productive member of the small tribe. What I didn't anticipate? That there'd be a savage stranger waiting nearby, watching me. And when he takes me captive, the unthinkable happens...I resonate to him.
Resonance means mating, and children...but I don't know if this guy's ever been around anyone before. Rukh is utterly wild. He's completely uncivilized, can't speak more than a few words and doesn't know what clothes are. A human--a human woman--is mystifying to him. He's truly a barbarian in all ways, and like Tarzan in the stories, he's kidnapped me and claimed me for his own.
Being with him means I'm going to have to teach him to speak, how to kiss, and how to be human. Or even alien. It should be a terrifying prospect...so why is it that I crave his touch and hunger for more?
Sunday, September 11, 2022
Sunday Post #176
Saturday, September 10, 2022
Review: Killers of a Certain Age by Deanna Raybourn
Older women often feel invisible, but sometimes that's their secret weapon.
They've spent their lives as the deadliest assassins in a clandestine international organization, but now that they're sixty years old, four women friends can't just retire - it's kill or be killed in this action-packed thriller.
Billie, Mary Alice, Helen, and Natalie have worked for the Museum, an elite network of assassins, for forty years. Now their talents are considered old-school and no one appreciates what they have to offer in an age that relies more on technology than people skills.
When the foursome is sent on an all-expenses paid vacation to mark their retirement, they are targeted by one of their own. Only the Board, the top-level members of the Museum, can order the termination of field agents, and the women realize they've been marked for death.
Now to get out alive they have to turn against their own organization, relying on experience and each other to get the job done, knowing that working together is the secret to their survival. They're about to teach the Board what it really means to be a woman--and a killer--of a certain age.