Some of my favorite Reylo (Rey & Kylo) videos, my hopes for Ep IX, and things I missed the first time viewing! (HUGE Spoilers!!)

Warning, I will talk about MAJOR plot points from the Last Jedi please do not read on if you intend to not be spoiled…

My hopes for Episode IX, thoughts on the Last Jedi Reylo moments, and somethings I noticed while watching the second time.

I’m such Reylo trash that it hurts. I already shipped Rey and Kylo Ren since The Force Awakens, I mean that interrogation scene you guys! so much tension. Anyways, since watching The Last Jedi for the second time. I have been hooked on this ship like an anchor in the freaking sea.

My hopes for Episode IX are that Ben Solo aka Kylo Ren gets redeemed. I mean I think if he doesn’t it would be a waste of the storyline. I do believe that since JJ Abrams is going to be the director of EP IX, and he is the one who started this ship that we can all be assured that a Ben redemption will happen. If not I will be sorely upset!

I also can’t help but think that since we lost our beloved Carrie Fisher, and how that specifically will be written into the storyline for EP IX. I mean in one way if they decide to use that in the next movie it could help lead Ben towards the light because as we saw in The Last Jedi he couldn’t bring himself to kill her. Then he proceeded to shoot down the X wing hanger that did shoot Leia down, so there is still some feeling of something for his mother.

Another big need from me is I want Ben and Rey to be together. I feel if that doesn’t go down then why all this build up especially in TLJ of their intense stares, the freaking hand holding, Rey telling him everything she saw in the cave (which was very personal btw), Kylo offering her to rule alongside him in the Galaxy, the last scene where Kylo looks destroyed inside, but not angry at Rey at all. Rey breathing in super hard because she really and I mean really wants to in my opinion go to him, but she had a job to do and help stop the First Order. You can see it in their faces. They’re not angry at each other there just sad that they can’t be together because of the different sides.

Also, can we give RIAN JOHNSON major props for bring Reylo to a new height? I didn’t expect my ship to turn canon so fast, but I am so happy that it is now. He took the time to put so much detail in the movie not just Reylo wise, but a lot of little things that I happened to notice.

Things I missed while watching the first go at the Last Jedi that I caught by the second time I watched…

Note: Most of these I was like in real hype mode on that first viewing, and like DYING that this was going down between them. I mean I was an OG shipper since TFA so I was SHOOKEETH to the core okay… Anyways

-In the first force bond, I hadn’t realized that Kylo told Rey you will bring Luke Skywalker to me which made me laugh cause he raises his hand and everything and Rey is just like WTF okay um nope.

-In the second force-bond scene I neglected to hear him tell her that I can’t see your surroundings only YOU. My heart!

-When Kylo comes to and he gets up I finally noticed that his lightsaber was back in his hilt again. When we all know in the infamous Throne scene that when Kylo and Rey pull at Luke’s saber (okay legacy lightsaber) and it breaks in half causing  Rey and Kylo to fall back. Kylo’s saber was already on the floor because if you remember Rey has to throw Luke’s saber at him to be able to win the fight. Meaning and this warms my little Reylo heart that when Rey (who first wakes up after the blast) to which I am immensely sad and hope this is one of the deleted scenes that she puts back his lightsaber in his hilt. I also failed to think about how in that moment she could have also just killed him… but she does not. She probably told him something meaningful and left to find the resistance.

– When the big ole fight between an angry Kylo and Luke when Kylo kicks his feet the ground leaves a red mark and when Luke does it the ground does not because Luke is projecting himself and not really there. Props to freaking Rian Johnson because details! also which I am dumbfounded that I didn’t notice this but that obviously Kylo and Rey just ripped apart Luke’s saber moments before and yet when he see’s Luke we see him with none other than his saber in hand. Which should have been a dead giveaway that Luke was not really there.

Now on to jsut some of my favorite videos: I watch a lot of them too… too many to count.

Just as a bonus I though I would add some Reylo gifs just cause. Enjoy!

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As an added bonus, the Puppy eyes I love you Ben gif that has my heart feeling a kind of way.

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Please note that the videos and GIFS are not mine. Also, Star Wars owns all the rights to all the clips and such.

 

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Beneath the Haunting Sea by Joanna Ruth Meyer book review (No Spoilers)

Beneath the Haunting SeaBeneath the Haunting Sea by Joanna Ruth Meyer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I loved this story so much! Huge thanks to Page Street Publishing for sending me a ARC of this book.

If you like Lord of The Rings or the Hobbit you will love this book. I like the main character Talia so much. She goes through a lot in this story but comes out brighter and stronger than ever. I loved the myths and tales that were weaved into the story. It was action-packed, had romance, likable characters, and heartbreak. I felt like it was a whirlwind of a ride. At first, I admit I was a bit skeptic that the book was going to be just okay after Talia goes on board of the ship but no I was pleasantly surprised that it was fantastic!! I loved the ending and it gave me all the feels. I won’t say anything else as not to spoil but I loved it. Definitely go out and read this book you won’t regret it. This was my first book read of 2018 and it was a great

This book releases today January 9th 2018! please pick up a copy 🙂

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Murder on The Lake of Fire by Mikel J. Wilson- blog tour & Giveaway!

Murder on the Lake of Fire
Mikel J. Wilson
(Mourning Dove Mysteries, #1)
Published by: Acorn Publishing
Publication date: December 1st 2017
Genres: LGBTQ+, Mystery, Romance

At twenty-three and with a notorious case under his belt, Emory Rome has already garnered fame as a talented special agent for the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation. His career is leapfrogging over his colleagues, but the jumping stops when he’s assigned a case he fought to avoid – to investigate an eerie murder in the Smoky Mountain hometown he had abandoned. This mysterious case of a dead teen ice-skater once destined for the pros is just the beginning. In a small town bursting with envious friends and foes, Rome’s own secrets lie just below the surface. The rush to find the murderer before he strikes again pits Rome against artful private investigator, Jeff Woodard. The PI is handsome and smart, seducing Rome and forcing him to confront childhood demons, but Woodard has secrets of his own. He might just be the killer Rome is seeking.

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Mystery and science fiction author Mikel J. Wilson received widespread critical praise for his debut novel, Sedona: The Lost Vortex, a science fiction book based on the Northern Arizona town’s legends of energy vortexes and dimensional travel. Wilson now draws on his Southern roots for the Mourning Dove Mysteries, a series of novels featuring bizarre murders in the Smoky Mountains region of Tennessee.

Murder on the Lake of Fire, the first novel in the Mourning Dove Mysteries series, will be available December 1, 2017.

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I’ve Been Looking For You by Jennifer Dean – blog tour, excerpt, and Giveaway!

I’ve Been Looking for You
Jennifer Dean
Publication date: December 1st 2017
Genres: Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Young Adult

Max: The new girl, the sarcastic asshole, the one who avoids getting attached to anyone.

Emily: The golden girl, the rule-abiding rebel, the one who unknowingly craves something more.

When fate brings the two girls together, life seemed to fall into place. Until their future plans are shattered the moment someone leaves drugs inside Max’s school locker.

While Max inevitably loses hope of escaping her new grim reality, Emily struggles to move on without the one she loves most. Especially when she’s the only one determined to find answers. But the closer Emily gets to discovering the truth, the harder it will be to stop her pursuit, even when it leads to dangerous consequences.

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Jennifer was studying History and English at the University of North Texas when she discovered a hidden passion for writing. She has since written two other Young Adult novels, Bound and Blinded. She lives in Seattle Washington.

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FEBRUARY 7, 2015

7:00 pm

 

“Where were you this afternoon?”

“I was hanging out with Max,” I said with a nonchalant shrug.

“Oh,” Jason said with an expected disappointment. Something that would have left me with more guilt if it hadn’t been followed by his next suggestive words. “I just thought we could have got some alone time with my parents out of the house.”

“We’re alone now.”

“Not exactly the alone time I had in mind.”

“Of course not,” I mumbled.

“What were you doing?”

“What,” I said distractedly

“What were you doing with her?”

I stopped drawing ketchup circles with one of my uneaten fries, looking up with annoyance.

“Why does it matter?”

“Just curious what was better than spending time with me.”

“Well, not that I need a reason, but she was helping me with my audition.”

“Audition for what?”

“College,” I said.

“Why would you need to audition?”

“Because I’m not just applying to get into NYU; I’m auditioning to get into the music program.”

“I didn’t know you wanted to go to New York, let alone study music there,” Jason said incredulously.

“You don’t know a lot of things about me, apparently,” I said.

“That’s because you spend all your time with your new best friend,” Jason said with a cold tone.

“Max has only been here for a month. You’ve had two years as my boyfriend and…”

I sighed, ready to drop the subject before I could even finish my sentence.

“And what?”

“Oh come on, Jason, you complain we never see each other, but in reality, you’re just complaining we aren’t having more sex. You could care less about my company anymore.”

“What do you call this date then,” Jason challenged.

“You mean the one I asked you to take me on?” I shook my head; regretting the fact that I hadn’t taken Max up on her offer to celebrate. “The same date that you have yet to stop talking about yourself so that you could ask me how my day was.”

“I asked where you were today, not five minutes ago.”

“No, you asked me why I wasn’t around to have sex with you in your empty house.”

“Jesus, you never used to be so pissy about our relationship before she came along.”

“I haven’t been happy for a long time, Jason.”

“Well, how convenient that you realize this once she arrived in town,” Jason said through clenched teeth.

“Get your head out of your ass.”

It seemed his lack of knowledge and my lack of disclosure spoke volumes of our true relationship. That, in the end, it always came down to how he didn’t care enough to ask and I didn’t trust him enough to let him in. But I felt ashamed that I had never seemed to notice the discontentment of our relationship until Max had shined a spotlight on it with her arrival.

“Look,” Jason said tapping my left bicep. “There’s your little lesbian bestie now.”

“Why do you have to be so offensive?” I said with a grimace before looking over toward the direction of his stare.

I smiled at Max’s proximity as I watched her walk confidently behind the hostess. I smirked at her outfit change, taking it in with far too much approval.

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Murder on the Lake of Fire- excerpt reveal!

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Emory followed a directional sign for the administrative offices to a long corridor. Just past a bathroom for each sex, he came to a windowless room. Adjacent to the room’s lone desk sat a table featuring neatly aligned rows of Algarotti Smoky Mountain Springs bottled water, a glass-door refrigerator chilling bottles of flavored water and a sign inviting visitors to take one. The desk was positioned to the right of the entrance to a smaller hallway that ended at a door. Seated at the desk was someone familiar.
“Hello,” Emory said to the man he had seen leaving the Algarotti house earlier.
The man closed the desk drawer he was rifling through and lifted a stolid face that softened when he saw Emory. “Hi again,” he replied with a flawless smile framed by mischievous lips. His pea coat was now unbuttoned, exposing a tight blue sweater molded over square pecs. He leaned back in the chair, interlocked his fingers over his chest and peered at Emory with eyes as sparkling green as the Southern Lights. “Are you following me?”
The stranger’s question and his assuredness knocked Emory’s demeanor off balance. “No,” he answered with more volume than intended. “No, I’m here to see Victor Algarotti.”
“So am I.” The man erected himself without using his hands and walked to the front of the desk to stand before Emory. Both six-foot-two, their eyes locked – an alignment that rattled Emory. “Jeff Woodard,” the man said as he extended his hand.
Emory shook his hand and told him his name. “What do you mean, you want to see him too? Is Victor not here?”
Before Jeff could explain, another man exited the nearby bathroom and approached them. A work badge hanging from his right collar informed them that his name was Scot Trousdale. In his late twenties or early thirties, Scot stood about five inches shorter than the other two men, but the wide back and thick shoulders pushing against the seams of his dress shirt gave him an imposing presence nonetheless. The curls of his dark brown hair twisted around cauliflower ears and an attractive face misshaped by more than a couple of punches. A fighter. Wrestling or MMA. Scot’s dull eyes looked at them from behind rimless glasses that slid down the wide bridge of his nose. “Gentlemen. Which one of you is Mr. Woodard?” he asked in a voice lighter than his looks would suggest.
“That would be me,” responded Jeff with a slight wave.
Scot pulled some papers from the printer at his desk, stapled them and handed them to Jeff. “To save time, Mr. Algarotti dictated all the information you’ll need to start your investigation. Oh wait.” He retrieved a picture of Britt from his top drawer and gave it to Jeff. “Here’s a picture.”
“Excuse me.” Emory glared at Jeff. “Who are you?”
Jeff smirked at him. “We met earlier.”
“I know we met earlier. Why are you receiving information about my victim?”
Jeff flashed his right palm. “Let’s not get possessive. I’m a private investigator—”
Scot looked over his glasses at Emory. “And who are you?”
“I’m Emory Rome from the TBI.”
Jeff taunted him by asking, “Do you have a badge?”
“Of course I do.” Emory retrieved his badge and showed it to both of them, eliciting a smile from Jeff.
Scot stared at Emory for a moment. “Have we met before?”
Emory answered, “I don’t believe so,” although he questioned if they had run into each other when he lived in Barter Ridge as a kid.
Scot seemed to register a sudden glimmer of realization, but if he did, he kept it to himself. “Hang on one second.” He went to his computer to print another copy of the document he had given Jeff. “Mr. Algarotti had me compile all the information you might need.” He stapled the papers and handed them to Emory. “Mr. Algarotti asked that no time be wasted before getting started.”
Emory glanced at the top page. “How thorough.”
“I don’t have another picture, though,” Scot told him. “Maybe you two could share it.”
Jeff snapped a picture of the photo with his phone. “I’ll text it to you. What’s your number?” After a silent second, he added, “It’s only fair. You already have mine.”
So it was his number. Emory shook his head. “I have my own picture.” He turned back to Scot to ask, “Where’s Victor’s office?”
“As I said, he asked that you – I guess both of you now – not waste time.”
“I need to talk to him,” insisted Emory.
“That won’t be necessary,” Scot countered. “Everything he would tell you is in the document I just gave you.”
Emory’s stern face matched the tone of his voice when he said, “It wasn’t a request.”
Without turning his head, Scot pointed his ink pen over his shoulder to the hallway behind him. “End of the hall.”
Emory walked past the desk, his footsteps echoed by Jeff’s. “Where are you going?” he asked the PI.
“I want to talk to him too.”
“I need to talk to him alone. This is a murder investigation.” Emory continued walking until Jeff grabbed his arm.
“This isn’t my first murder case.”
“Really? What others have you worked on? Who were the victims?”
Jeff counted on his fingers. “Lara Crawford, Zelda Princeton, Jill Valentino—”
“Why do all of your victims sound like video game characters? Look, I have no unsolved mysteries under my belt. I’m not going to let an amateur muddle up one of my investigations.”
“Muddle? Who says that outside a Christmas song? I got news for you. It’s our investigation, and I’m not going to muddle up anything.”
“What were you doing at his desk when I arrived?”
“It’s called investigating.” Jeff pointed toward Scot’s desk. “Dilbert there could be our killer.”
Emory continued to Victor’s closed office, telling Jeff, “Don’t follow me.”

Haven by Mary Lindsey release week blitz!

Release Week Blitz: Haven by Mary Lindsey

 

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Haven by Mary Lindsey

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“We all hold a beast inside. The only difference is what form it takes when freed.”

Rain Ryland has never belonged anywhere, He’s use to people judging him for his rough background, his intimidating size, and now, his orphan status. He’s always been on the outside, looking in, and he’s fine with that. Until he moves to New Wurzburg and meets Friederike Burkhart.

Freddie isn’t like normal teen girls, though. And someone wants her dead for it. Freddie warns he’d better stay far away if he wants to stay alive, but Rain’s never been good at running rom trouble. For the first time, Rain has something worth fighting for, worth living for. Worth dying for.

Ancient magic and modern society collide in a sexy, spellbinding romance perfect for fans of C. C. Hunter and Maggie Stiefvater that proves sometimes beauty is the beast…

Haven by Mary Lindsey
Publication Date: November 7, 2017
Publisher: Entangled Teen

 

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Mary Lindsey is a multi award-winning, RITA® nominated author of romance for adults and teens. She lives on an island in the middle of a river. Seriously, she does. When not writing, she wrangles her rowdy pack of three teens, two Cairn Terriers, and one husband. Inexplicably, her favorite animal is the giant anteater and at one point, she had over 200 “pet” Madagascar Hissing Cockroaches. The roaches are a long story involving three science-crazed kids and a soft spot for rescue animals. The good news is, the “pet” roaches found a home… somewhere else.

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Haven by Mary Lindsey book release day!

We all hold a beast inside. The only difference is what form it takes when freed.”

Rain Ryland has never belonged anywhere. He’s used to people judging him for his rough background, his intimidating size, and now, his orphan status. He’s always been on the outside, looking in, and he’s fine with that. Until he moves to New Wurzburg and meets Friederike Burkhart.

Freddie isn’t like normal teen girls, though. And someone wants her dead for it. Freddie warns he’d better stay far away if he wants to stay alive, but Rain’s never been good at running from trouble. For the first time, Rain has something worth fighting for, worth living for. Worth dying for.

Dangerous, dark, and a definite page turner. Mary Lindsey rocks this book. And the romance… Swoon!
-C.C. Hunter, New York Times bestselling author
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Night of the Hunter by Susan Harris book blitz and giveaway!

 

Night of the Hunter
Susan Harris
(The Ever Chace Chronicles, #4)
Published by: Crimson Tree Publishing
Publication date: November 13th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Caitlyn Hardi is on a mission…a suicide mission. Driven by the pain of the past, she sets out to confront the monster deep in the Catacombs of Paris—the one who took everything from her. Caitlyn doesn’t care if she survives Paris. Her only concern is that the vampire who made her does not take another family from her. If dying means keeping everyone she loves safe—especially Donnie—then Caitlyn can accept that…as long as she can take her maker to Hell with her.

Donnie O’Carroll began to live the moment Caitlyn made him a vampire. Caitlyn gave him a family, a purpose, and he’ll be damned if he’s going to allow the darkness to overwhelm the woman he loves. He will fight to the end to prove to Caitlyn that love can conquer all—even if he has to die to do it.

Sacrifice, a supernatural assassin, and immortal love are on a cosmic collision course in this powerful fourth installment of the Ever Chace Chronicles.

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“Oh, my dear, what have those vampires done?”

Kenzie spun round and laid eyes on the most beautiful man she had ever seen. A tumble of dark hair caressed his shoulders. When he stepped into the light, it was a rich brown, almost with an undertone of red beneath the dark. His eyes were of the same reddish-brown tint, with an expression that sent warnings of danger throughout Kenzie’s entire body. He was imposing, standing in the doorway, a leather duster coat dipping into the blood-soaked carpet that made Kenzie want to tell him to lift it up so it wouldn’t get damaged.

“Who are you?” she asked as the stranger’s full lips curved into a small smile.

“Someone who can help you exact revenge on those who slaughtered your family.”

Kenzie lurched forward. “You know who killed them? Tell me!”

The stranger stepped forward and cupped her cheek in his hand. Kenzie flinched, the coldness of his touch unexpected.

“You are not ready yet, Kenzie Blake. But you could be. Would you leave all you know, all you could have been, in order to seek vengeance on those who did this to little Kaleb?”

His questions had Kenzie’s heart pounding in her chest. “What killed them?”

The stranger ran his thumb over a streak of blood on her face and brought it to his lips. “Evil vampires killed your family. Those who do not abide by the rules of the council. I hunt those who do not follow the rules and slay them.”

As he licked the blood from his finger, Kenzie saw a flash of fang and stumbled back.

“You’re a vampire.”

“I am. But you have nothing to fear from me, Kenzie. I only wish to help you rid yourself of the pain this will cause. I can train you to be what I am, a slayer of the evil vampires. And when you are ready, we will track down the monsters who did all of this and kill them.”

Something told her to run. Instinct screamed inside her mind. But as Kenzie glanced back at the body of her little brother, anger and hatred seeped into her marrow, and Kenzie Blake ceased to exist, replaced by a bringer of death and vengeance.

The handsome man held out a hand, which she took, the sound of sirens wailing from outside as Kenzie left her old life behind. They slipped out the back door and hurried away from the estate.

“What’s your name?” Kenzie asked the man who offered her vengeance.

He gave her a cunning grin, one of great smugness.

“My name is not important. But you, dear Kenzie, you can call me Father. Many do.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers before pulling away. “I have waited a lifetime to find you, Kenzie Blake. And they will not see you coming.”

He pulled her into an alleyway as police cars whizzed by. “But first things first.”

Kenzie shrank back against the wall in horror as the man snarled, his fangs elongating and ripping into his wrist. Kenzie knew she had made a mistake, and there would be no going back now. Quick as lightning, he clasped the back of her head and shoved her lips against his wound. His other hand wrapped wound her neck and worked her throat so she had little choice but to swallow, her eyes wide in fear.

Stepping back, her new acquaintance stared at her as if he were waiting for her to react. Fire erupted in the pit of her stomach and Kenzie screamed as the pain intensified until she buckled under the weight of it. The last thing Kenzie remembered before she sank into the pitch black was cool lips on her forehead as the stranger murmured another woman’s name—a name that would haunt her for years to come.

Caitlyn.

 

Author Bio:

Susan Harris is a writer from Cork in Ireland.

An avid reader, she quickly grew to love books in the supernatural/fantasy and Dystopian genre. She writes books for young adults and adults alike.

When she is not writing or reading, she loves music, oriental cultures, tattoos, creepy snow globes, DC shoes, stationary, anything Disney, Marvel movies, psychology and far too many TV shows. If she wasn’t a writer, she would love to be a FBI profiler or a PA for Dave Grohl or Jared Leto.

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Sleeper by Lexi Blake release day blitz!

 

Sleeper

Hunter: A Thieves Series, Book 3

By Lexi Blake

Coming October 17, 2017

 

When Neil’s past catches up to him, Kelsey must choose between her new family and an old love…

With tensions rising between the Council and demonkind, Kelsey finds herself investigating a series of murders that threaten the fragile truce between them. If she can’t stop these killings soon, they could ignite a fire sure to burn the supernatural world down.

Unfortunately for her, Kelsey’s problems don’t stop with a pile of dead halflings. Her connection with Marcus is frayed at best, and Gray hasn’t been heard from in months. Her only semblance of peace comes from a new man in her life. When Gray storms back into the picture, her love life goes from incredibly complicated to apocalyptic.

Just as Kelsey begins to unravel the mystery, the forces of Heaven decide to take an interest in her actions. Outclassed with these powers in play, Kelsey knows that one misstep could leave the human and supernatural worlds in ashes.

 

 

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“Your Highness, please back away. In fact, it would be best if you left the room altogether.” Felix put himself between me and Roberts. “Kelsey, I need you to push her down. Push her back down for a few moments. Marcus will be back soon and he’s going to take care of you. Being around those angels unsettled you. I don’t know if you noticed, but at the end of the meeting, your ward fell off. You didn’t have it on when Oliver shook your hand. He’s unbalanced and now you are, too. It’s like a contagion for someone like you. Oliver’s illness has called up your inner wolf and she’s angry.”

“Perhaps if I touch her,” Henri began. “I’m an academic. I don’t have the same connection she has with Marcus, but I might be able to help.”

“I’m not unbalanced.” It didn’t matter that my hands were shaking and they had been ever since I’d left the angels behind. “I’m going to talk to the wolf whether you like it or not. He’s been handling silver. It’s the only reason his hands wouldn’t have healed. Even then, a couple of hours would have done it. Unless the freaking silver he held came straight from Heaven. What about it, Roberts? How did you spend last night?”

The wolf was shaking his head. “I don’t know.”

That wasn’t an answer I was willing to accept. I was about to explain that to everyone when Chad stepped up and got in my face.

“I’m taking him out of here now,” Chad explained. “You’ll let me or we’re going to have trouble.”

I was ready for trouble. I was fairly sure I grinned, the idea of fighting a vamp lifting my spirits high. For the first time in what felt like hours, I went still. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Chad turned, his shoulders squaring, and I felt the world begin to bend around me. Chad belongs to one of the rarest classes of vampire—the magicians. As far as I knew, he was the only one walking the night at this time. He could form illusions so real you could taste food, feel imaginary rain on your skin, utterly believe whatever he wanted you to believe. I’d come up against him before. I might be one of the only people in the world who could see through him.

“It won’t work,” I said calmly as reality seemed to go dark and I heard the hissing of snakes all around me. “Do you not remember what happened the last time you pulled this shit on me? It took three tranqs to take me down. I don’t think you have those on you today.”

“I won’t need them.” Chad lifted his hand and the world shifted.

“Holy shit,” Casey said, climbing up on his desk. “What the fuck is happening?”

Snakes were happening. They were crawling from the woodwork, twitching and hissing my way. The fibers of the carpet beneath my feet lengthened and formed more snakes until they were a menacing mass, threatening everyone in the room.

Well, except for Chad, who had lifted his husband into his arms and prepared to take him away.

I let my wolf loose a bit. She knew this was all an illusion. That primitive part of my brain that Chad was accessing, the lizard brain that merely wanted to survive, was taken over by the wolf inside me. The alpha wolf didn’t want mere survival. She wanted to dominate, and that meant seeing past fear, trusting her instincts over what her eyes perceived.

The minute I opened the door, I felt her surge through me.

“I’m not letting you go. I can’t. I’m conducting a murder investigation, and I believe your boy here just became my prime suspect.” My hands twitched, eager for a fight, and I realized how long it had been since Marcus and I had thrown down.

Too long. Remember that whole thing about needing sex or violence to feed my inner wolf? Well, she was hungry and there was a whole lot of violence in Chad’s eyes.

I welcomed it. I could feel the need rise like a wave threatening to engulf me. This was why I had a trainer in the first place.

I gritted my teeth because Chad turned on his power. I could feel those fucking snakes climbing my legs and sinking their fangs into me. I refused to pay any attention to them despite the fact that I ached to rip the fuckers off me and toss them aside. To do that would have given the magician more power. If I bought into it, if I took my eyes off the only thing in the room that was real, I would end up like Casey, who was screaming like a girl.

“Let me pass, Hunter,” Chad said.

I stood my ground like the good Gandalf I was. Except I kind of wanted to shove my nonexistent staff right up old Chad’s ass, and then we would see if he sent snakes my way again.

The anger rose, rapid and quick, a flash fire coursing through me. I didn’t even realize when I had reached for the fireplace poker. All I knew was it was suddenly in my hands and I was going to use it. I could see myself shoving that piece of wrought iron right through his heart. It wouldn’t kill him. I would need wood for that, but then again, I didn’t want the fight over so quickly.

I raised the poker, ready to start.

“Stop it, both of you.” Donovan stepped in between us, but I didn’t care at that moment. I hadn’t felt this way in forever, not since Marcus had taken me in. I hadn’t been so out of control that I didn’t care who I hurt as long as I got to hurt someone. I would fuck up Donovan, too. All that mattered was seeing blood, feeling bones crush.

“You see, I told you she’s far gone and I can’t fix her anymore. I’ve called Gray and he has an idea of what to do,” Marcus was saying.

I wasn’t listening.

I started to bring the poker down Donovan’s way, but I was stopped in mid swing. A hand held my wrist, an arm going around my middle and hauling me back against muscled flesh.

“Stop it,” Trent growled in my ear. “You stand down right this second.”

 

 

 

 

NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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27 hours by Tristina Wright- book review

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27 Hours
by Tristina Wright

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. I loved a lot of things about this story. Things like having a lot of diverse characters of different races and ethnicities was really cool to read. I loved seeing all the same-sex couples in this book. It was a refreshing tale of romance, action, and it was very fast-paced.

I got hooked into this world almost immediately. It was a whirlwind of things going on with the characters, violence, and war. There was never a part of the story where I was bored. The characters in 27 hours are very cool and I liked them all my favorites would be Breaden, Nyx, and Rumor. I thought they were well written. I thought that seeing all the different views from each person would be hard to fall into and understand, but I was wrong. In fact, it made me be able to view things that were going on in the story easier and I was able to see things from many points of view. I enjoyed reading this story so much. I can’t wait for the next book.

Thanks to Entangled Teen for allowing me to read this book. I got the e-book from them to read the story but all opinions are mine.

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