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Connectedness by Sandra Danby – guest post

Today we have Sandra Danby as a guest on my blog. I hope you will like what she prepares for us. I have the honour to read one of her books, Ignoring Gravity and really enjoy it, you could find what I think about the book here.

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The Meaning of Connectedness

Imagine not knowing your family history, the connections between your generation and the next; imagine telling lies to your parents, to everyone around you, in order to keep secret your biggest shame. Imagine your connections are broken; not knowing where your child is; whether you are a mother-in-law, a grandmother. Every one of us is an individual with our own identity, but we also fit within the bigger grouping of family, a collective identity. If someone is missing from that collective, when the chains of connection are broken, it is a very lonely place. That is where Justine Tree finds herself in my new novel Connectedness. Artist Justine spends her adult life covering up what she happened to her in Málaga, frightened of the truth, suffering debilitating migraines as she internalises her pain, but longing to know what happened to the baby daughter she gave away almost thirty years earlier. To connect again. Here’s an excerpt.


An extract from ‘Connectedness’


Yorkshire, May 2010

The clouds hurried from left to right, moved by a distant wind that did not touch her cheek. It felt unusually still for May. As if the weather was waiting for the day to begin, just as she was. She had given up trying to sleep at three o’clock, pulled on some clothes and let herself out of the front door. Despite the dark, she knew exactly the location of the footpath, the edge of the cliffs; could walk it with her eyes closed. Justine lay on the ground and looked up, feeling like a piece of grit in the immensity of the world. Time seemed both still and marching on. The dark grey of night was fading as the damp began to seep through her jeans to her skin. A pale line of light appeared on the eastern horizon, across the flat of the sea. She shivered and sat up. It was time to go. She felt close to both her parents here, but today belonged to her mother.

Three hours later, she stood at the graveside and watched as the coffin was lowered into the dark damp hole. Her parents together again in the plot they had bought. It was a big plot, there was space remaining.

Will I be buried here?

It was a reassuring thought, child reunited with parents.

The vicar’s voice intoned in the background, his words whipped away by the wind. True to form, May was proving changeable. It was now a day requiring clothing intended for mid-winter, when windows were closed tight and the central heating turned on again. Or was it that funerals simply made you feel cold?


She repeated the vicar’s word, a whisper borne out of many childhood Sunday School classes squeezed into narrow hard pews. She was not paying attention to the service but, drawn by the deep baritone of the vicar who was now reciting the Lord’s Prayer, was remembering her first day at art college. The first class. Another baritone. Her tutor, speaking words she had never forgotten. Great art was always true, he warned, and lies would always be found out.

In her handbag was a letter, collected from the hall table ten days ago as she left the house for Heathrow and Tokyo. She had expected to return home to London but, answering the call from her mother’s doctor, had come straight to Yorkshire in the hope of seeing her mother one last time. The envelope, which was heavy vellum, and bore smidgens of gold and scarlet and the Royal Academy of Arts’ crest, was still sealed. She knew what the letter said, having been forewarned in a telephone call from the artist who nominated her. It was the official invitation. If she accepted, she was to be Justine Tree, RA.


Later the same day, she stood again where she had lain at dawn, at the edge of land where East Yorkshire ended and the North Sea began. The teapots were emptied, cake eaten, mourners gone. She was glad to be alone, welcoming the wind in her face, the roar of the waves pounding hundreds of feet below, wondering how she could bear to be away from this bleak beautiful place. Finally she turned, the wind twisting the unfamiliar black skirt round her knees, hobbling her stride so she stumbled over a path she knew inch by inch, a path she had walked in wet and snow and sun, in mud and dust and wind for almost half a century. Rain arrived, lashing her face like spitting gravel as if it also wept for her mother. In her pocket her hand clasped a pebble. Stroking it was always a comfort, had been since childhood.

The path ran along the cliff to Seaview Cottage, her mother’s house and now hers. On the sea side of the path, tufts of grass spread over the thin layer of earth covering the chalk beneath, growing outwards into nothing. At the other side was a field, in summer a golden flag of waving wheat, barley or oats, now the patchy bristle of new crops. Between the two, the path was well trodden. In summer there was a constant trail of hikers walking the coastal path. Most were headed from the nearby campsite loaded with cool bags and picnic rugs to the beach at North Landing. Others followed the cliffs towards the north, binoculars carried ready to see puffins, gannets, guillemots and razorbills. But today even the locals were indoors.

She stopped beside a rock known to her since she was five as the Sheep Rock because of its shape. It was kind of puffed-up and woolly, the shape of a ewe just before shearing.

This is the place.

Her unfamiliar black court shoes were edged with a muddy fringe of grass, the pattern of the storm clouds above reflected in the mirror of a puddle. At this particular curve in the path, her life had changed direction for the first time. It seemed like yesterday. Today, as the past re-opened to her, lots of things seemed like yesterday. It was here where the girl she had been, who loved drawing and making things, learnt a lesson. That real life, put into art, made it stronger. The hot days of holidays were spent here with Susie, each summer of primary and secondary school, stretched out on the grass, making magazines. They were inseparable, the writer and the artist. Susie wrote the stories and Justine designed the illustrations and front cover. The magazines were sold to long-suffering family, friends and neighbours for 1d each – then one new penny, after decimalisation – the profits spent on materials for the next issue and on Embassy records in Woolworths. Suzi Quatro. David Bowie. Queen. Tom Robinson. Wizzard. If time spent together equalled friendship, then Justine and Susie were best friends. This was their last summer before parting, Justine to the art foundation course at Scarborough Technical College and Susie to work in a local bank. They had arranged to meet at Sheep Rock at five o’clock to plan the summer edition of their magazine. Justine was confident she could fit in the design work with her holiday job at the RNLI ice cream kiosk at North Landing.

After school she went straight to a training session to be shown how to use the till and the correct way to serve ice creams. Her head full of 99s, cones, wafers, Fabs, Mivvies and Zooms, she walked along an unfamiliar footpath towards home, climbing a five-bar gate and traversing the far end of the village past the bus stop. In the concrete shelter sat Susie, her arms wrapped around a boy. Justine knew it was Susie even though her face was hidden, because she could see Susie’s favourite Suzi Quatro black trousers with metal chains sewn along the leg seams from hem to waistband. Justine couldn’t see the face of the boy until a pause in the kissing. It was Kevin. Kevin, who she had walked out with last night until ten thirty, Kevin who kissed her goodnight in the shadow of the wall of Mellor & Sons garage, who asked her to go out with him again, and she said yes.

Knowing she might throw up, Justine ran until she had no breath left, sinking to the ground with a puff of summer dust. She cried for a long time, for lost love and lost friendship and then, recognising betrayal, she got angry. She opened her satchel and took out a sheet of drawing paper, orange furry pencil case and tube of paper glue. She weighed down the paper with lumps of chalk culled from beside the path and then, careless of the dust and grass seed flowing freely in the soft breeze, she created her first collage. A tangle of gull feathers, grass, dock leaves and smears of mud made of the dusty earth mixed with tears. She carried the half-finished jumble to her father’s shed where she carefully dismantled it, sorted and re-assembled it, fixing it together permanently with some plaster-like stuff from his workbench. She rescued a Frosties cereal packet from the dustbin and then, imagining it was the boy’s A-grade physics essay of which he’d been so proud, she tore it into strips. She sat holding a felt tip pen feeling empty of words until they spilled forth from a subconscious thesaurus: Traitor. Betrayal. Envy. Hurt. Jealousy. Theft. Unfair. Friend. Pain. Lies.

Her anger grumbled on and she picked at the hem of her school jumper, loosening a thread from its ribbing, pulling the crinkly wool until she had yards of the stuff. Next term she would wear bell-bottomed jeans, not an acrylic jumper, shiny skirt and American tan tights. She ran into the house to her mother’s needlework drawer, selected what she needed. Back in the shed she used the dark green wool to crochet rhythmically, knotting, looping. Gradually she made a long chain, each dropped stitch representing a tear. The furious crocheting rubbed a raw patch on her palm but she crocheted on. Finally she chopped the chain into pieces, fraying the edges before gluing them to the cardboard in a broken line. Morse code for her sobs.


Two years later, ‘Loss and Loss and Loss Again’ opened the door for Justine into art college. ‘The over-sentimentality of the title and the rough execution of the piece itself are unable to hide this student’s ability. There is a raw truth to the complex emotions of a teenager,’ said her acceptance report at RivesArt in London.

She wished she could see Susie again, to say thank you for everything.

It was my first collage, the first time I turned emotions into art, the first time I did more than just copy.

Justine stood at the cliff’s edge and stroked the scar on her palm, the raised line of white flesh the only evidence of that frenzied night of crocheting. She wished she had never sold ‘Loss and Loss and Loss Again’ but she had been desperate for money. That had been her darkest time when she despaired of ever making art again.

No point dwelling on it, I can’t change history.

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More about ‘Connectedness’


Justine’s art sells around the world, but does anyone truly know her? When her mother dies, she returns to her childhood home in Yorkshire where she decides to confront her past. She asks journalist Rose Haldane to find the baby she gave away when she was an art student, but only when Rose starts to ask difficult questions does Justine truly understand what she must face.

Is Justine strong enough to admit the secrets and lies of her past? To speak aloud the deeds she has hidden for 27 years, the real inspiration for her work that sells for millions of pounds. Could the truth trash her artistic reputation? Does Justine care more about her daughter, or her art? And what will she do if her daughter hates her?

This tale of art, adoption, romance and loss moves between now and the Eighties, from London’s art world to the bleak isolated cliffs of East Yorkshire and the hot orange blossom streets of Málaga, Spain.

A family mystery for fans of Maggie O’Farrell, Lucinda Riley, Tracy Rees and Rachel Hore.


About the ‘Identity Detective’ series

Connectedness is the second book in the ‘Identity Detective’ series. Rose Haldane reunites the people lost through adoption. The stories you don’t see on television shows. The difficult cases. The people who cannot be found, who are thought lost forever. Each book in the series considers the viewpoint of one person trapped in this dilemma. In the first, Ignoring Gravity, it is Rose’s experience we follow as an adult discovering she was adopted as a baby. Connectedness is the story of a birth mother and her longing to see her baby again. Sweet Joy, the third novel, will tell the story of a baby abandoned during The Blitz.

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Author Bio

Sandra Danby is a proud Yorkshire woman, tennis nut and tea drinker. She believes a walk on the beach will cure most ills. Unlike Rose Haldane, the identity detective in her two novels, Ignoring Gravity and Connectedness, Sandra is not adopted.


Author Links

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Twitter: @SandraDanby





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My San Francisco Highlander by Aleigha Siron- blog tour+giveaway


My San Francisco Highlander

by Aleigha Siron
Finding My Highlander, #2
Publication Date: August 23, 2017
Genres: Adult, Time Travel, Contemporary, Historical, Scottish, Standalone, Romance



A love three hundred years in the making — After being knocked out in battle, Angus Cameron wakes in a terrifying new world with flying beasts, horseless carriages, crazy music, and strangely dressed people. Has he gone mad? When Angel Adair discovers a man in 1975’s San Francisco Lands End park dressed in little more than a Scottish kilt, is he just a confused drifter or her dream-lover come to life?



My San Francisco Highlander is Aleigha’s second full-length romance novel in her Finding My Highland Series. Now, an Amazon best-selling author of Time-Travel romance, she is working on the third book in her Finding My Highlander Series as well as a collection of romance poems. She’s also working on early character sheets for a Regency Romance series.

After more than twenty-five years writing and delivering management and other training programs, Aleigha Siron turned her writing efforts to fiction and poetry. When not writing, you’ll often find Aleigha walking along the shore with her trusty four-legged companion, Strider. The whoosh of waves across glistening sand and the turbulent swell of the sea at sunset dissolves the noise of the day. If this fails to conjure the muses and stimulate her creative juices, she’ll sip a glass of wine and read.

Aleigha loves all forms of writing, but historical and romance fiction provide a favorite escape, especially those with time-travel themes. A firm believer that everyone secretly yearns for the romance novels’ essential HEA, she knew this was her genre.

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The Forever Night Stand by Bena Roberts – review- blog tour

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Title: The Forever Night Stand

Author: Bena Roberts

Genre: Romance, Fiction, Woman’s Fiction

Pages: 150 (I’ve read Kindle edition)

published: March 19th, 2018

buy it: Amazon


My review:

Sara is back into her parents’ house after her cancer free party. She leaves her rich husband with whom spends twenty years. There she makes amend that her parents will be proud of her again. George is her high school sweetheart and he is all around her, but maybe his time past already and she could give a chance to another man called Raj? George spies her and maybe saves her turning himself in inspector Morse as he says, but she doesn’t know that. He knows that Sara is the love of his life, however, will Sara choose him?

Forever Night Stand is a novella with the unusual romantic plot other than I used to read. I mean Sara had cancer and she healed, but she does something ironically bad on her party. That leads her back into her parents’ home and the decision to make them happy remarrying.

I like Sara and feel nothing but compassion, I cry on some scenes especially with her dad and when she makes that decision:

“The chair fell behind me as I hugged my dad with all my might. Acid tears scorched my face. Guilt. My dad knew…Guilt. I made my dad cry, I lied…My body quivered. The deluge of tears re-modelled dad’s cashmere jumper.”

The story is written in the first person told by Sara and George POV. I like how it sounds into my mind especially the memories of their time together:

“We were a galaxy that space forgot, our tongues guessing each moment, our hands firm longing for our bodies to conjoin.”


A two hour romance which starts with drama and mayhem!

Sara has her back up against the wall. She is recovering from the side effects of chemotherapy and at her own “cancer free” party, she makes a decision that will change her life forever.

The adventure begins when she leaves her posh lifestyle in Scotland and moves in with her Bollywood loving parents, in West London. Her parents are tragically ashamed of Sara’s actions and her electronic monitor. She decides to make them happy again and considers re-marrying. 

Enter Raj, a possible hero who comes with the promise of a huge Indian wedding in Goa!

George, the childhood love of her life who seems to be hanging around every corner. Or should she just go back to her husband? Sara faces the biggest dilemma of her life, after making the colossal mistake of her life. What will she do and whom will she choose?


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Author Bio – Bena Roberts

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Bena Roberts was a journalist and analyst. Now she prefers the title novelist and romance adventurist. She graduated in England 1994 and then with a Masters in 1997. 

Born in 1973, Bena lived in West London until she was 24. Then she lived and worked in Budapest, Bruges, Prague, Amsterdam, Vienna, Hamburg and Munich. She currently resides in Germany, between Heidelberg and Frankfurt. Although she still refers to London as ‘home.’

Bena successfully created a technology blog which gained funding, had lunch with Steve Ballmer and was ‘top 50 most influential woman in mobile.’ Her blog also won several awards including Metro Best Blog. 

Bena has two children, loves small dogs and always writes books with a cup of Earl Grey. 

Bena’s favorite literary style is black humor, and she hopes to offer a unique voice in this area. Her books aim to confront the darkest of life experiences, with levity. Most of her writing is heavy hitting yet also entertaining.

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ACE OF HEARTS by J.C. Valentine- blog tour + giveaway



by J.C. Valentine
Blind Jacks MC, #3
Publication Date: May 24, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, MC Romance, Biker, Standalone



Being granted a second chance at life and a first time at love was every man’s dream, but for Ace it came with a price.

By all rights, he should be dead. Serving ten years in prison for a crime he didn’t commit had affected him in ways he couldn’t begin to understand. He’d rolled out of the slammer and into a revenge plot that almost got him killed. By the grace of God, when he’d hit rock bottom, one person reached out a helping hand.

A beautiful redhead with a penchant for mischief took a shine to him and then disappeared, leaving behind only her number scribbled recklessly on his arm. Assuming he can make out all the numbers, he just might have a chance at something amazing.

Finally divorcing her narcissistic husband was the best choice Barbara ever made. After living under his control for seven long years, she might have gone a little wild for a minute, what with jumping the hot biker and all. None of that mattered, though, because today was the day she got herself back on track.

After being given the opportunity to excavate a small cache of fossils in a remote area, Barbara is horrified to discover she’s inadvertently led a small team of her archeology students into danger. When they stumble on a secret dumping site of a vicious serial killer, Ace, the big, handsome biker takes charge. But she may have gotten herself and her students into more danger than even he can handle.

*NOTE* Although a part of the Blind Jacks MC series, ACE OF HEARTS can be read as a STANDALONE and features a new couple!



Climbing into bed behind his lovely professor seemed different. At the clubhouse, neither of them felt particularly at home. It was clear that Barbara felt totally comfortable in her own home, though. The strange part was that Ace felt very much at home there, too.

“This is all kinds of weird for me.”

“My house must seem like a tiny doll house to you.”

“It feels more like a warm, safe nest that’s been made enticing by the addition of a beautiful and accommodating woman. I’m feeling a bit like the world’s last dodo bird or something.”

“In that case, we had better start making babies before you go extinct.”

“The last time you said something like that it triggered a little episode of self-loathing.” Pulling the blanket up around them, he murmured reassuringly, “Don’t worry, this time I have my head screwed on straight. I’m intentionally not using a condom and will be trying my best to make ugly little dodo babies with you.”

“You’re so funny.”

Ace frowned. “Why do you want to get pregnant?”

“Fertility stays relatively stable until around age thirty in women. After that, it begins to drop off slightly. Since I gave my marriage a dirt nap, I suppose I’ve been worried about missing my window.” Eyeing him with heated admiration, she continued, “You’re a big, strapping biker. You look like you could get the job done with some swimmers to spare.”

Moving closer, he grinned. “This is like a whole new side of your personality that I’ve never seen.”

Running her hand over his chest, she laughed. “It’s the neurotic and slightly panicking side.”

Jerking his chin for her to give him a kiss, he murmured, “It looks good on you.”

Rather than following his nonverbal communication, she asked softly, “So do you have baby-related secrets to share?”

Reaching out, he wrapped one arm around her and dragged her close. “Sure, but I don’t think you wanna hear them.”

“I do, so cough it up.”

Spanning her stomach with his hand, he said, “I’ve thought about how nice it would be to see my child growing inside you. You’d look really sexy with a baby bump. I’d be one of those obsessed dads who listened to your stomach and told our little princess stories so she’d get used to my voice. Since I don’t know any stories fit to tell a baby, we’d have to go to one of those fancy bookstores and buy some. Maybe we’d get one of those fancy coffees you like so much.”

Her eyes damn near sparkled. “That’s about the sweetest baby secret I ever heard.”

Looking down at his hand on her stomach, he whispered, “I’d have to be really careful, ‘cause I wouldn’t want her to be scared when she saw me for the first time.”


J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.

Living in the Northwest, she has three amazing children and far too many pets. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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Raving about Rhys by Jessica Redland- review and blog tour





Title: Raving About Rhys

Author: Jessica Redland

Genre: Romance, Romantic Comedy, Fiction, Novella

Pages: 103 (I’ve read Kindle edition)

Buy it: Amazon

My review:

Callie’s life is whole around work and Tony who doesn’t stay when she needs him. He has more excuses after every time he sleeps with her.  However, there is one old woman Ruby, a resident of the Bay View Care Home who is very sweet and good with Callie. Ruby has a grandson who never shows when he promises, so everyone thinks that he doesn’t exist. The other caregivers are also good, and they do their job good.

“I blame it on my dad. If he hadn’t gone and shuffled off this mortal coin when I was only two, I don’t think I’d have been so obsessed with an older man.”

This short story is about the romance between the young twenty and something Calli and an older man. I must say that I don’t like that kind of romance between older man, much older and young woman, maybe I’m judging, but I don’t like it at all. It’s not right. However, I was happy when things twisted around, and the relationship got other direction. This is the first book that I’ve read by this author.  An exciting twist, older man young woman romance, deception and happy ending.

I like Callie and her job as a caregiver; she tries to maintain a good relationship with her boss, except the woman is She-Devil. She is satisfied with her four months relationship with Tony because it is a long relationship that she has.

“What’s that phrase? Do you have to kiss a few frogs before you find your prince? Believe me; I’ve kissed more than my fair share of frogs. And toads. And snakes.”

I love the sense of humour in this book.

This explanation about a beloved person makes my heart melt:

“…but what was it about her that made you want to marry her?

I don’t know. Her personality, her sense of humour, our friendship, the good times we had.”

Synopsys from GoodReads:

Bubbly Callie Derbyshire loves her job as a carer, and can’t believe she’s finally landed herself a decent boyfriend – older man Tony – who’s lasted way longer than the usual disastrous three months. Tony’s exactly what she’s always dreamed of … or at least he would be if he ever took her out instead of just taking her to bed. And work would be perfect too if she wasn’t constantly in trouble with her boss, The She-Devil Denise.

When the new gardener, Mikey, discovers her in a rather compromising position at work, Callie knows that her days at Bay View Care Home could be numbered. Can she trust him not to tell Denise? If she’s issued with her marching orders, who’ll look out for her favourite client, Ruby, whose grandson, Rhys, seems to constantly let her down? What does Ruby know about Tony? And what is Denise hiding?

Surrounded by secrets and lies, is there anyone left who Callie can trust?

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Jessica had never considered writing as a career until a former manager kept telling her that her business reports read more like stories and she should write a book. She loved writing but had no plot ideas. Then something happened to her that prompted the premise for her debut novel, Searching for Steven. She put fingers to keyboard and soon realised she had a trilogy and a novella!

She lives on the stunning North Yorkshire Coast – the inspiration for the settings in her books – with her husband, daughter, cat, Sprocker Spaniel, and an ever-growing collection of collectible teddy bears. Although if the dog has her way, the collection will be reduced to a pile of stuffing and chewed limbs!

Jessica tries to balance her time – usually unsuccessfully – between being an HR tutor and writing.

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Dating the Prince by Alina Snow- book spotlight

Dating the Prince by Alina Snow

Small-town girl, Katie O’Connor has always dreamed of seeing her name in lights. Check the box for fame, a movie deal, the perfect leading role that comes with a gorgeous leading man! Katie moved to Hollywood, elbows her way into auditions, lives on a shoestring budget—whatever is required to land a deal, she throws her heart into… until she’s involved in a royal kidnapping.

As the future king, Prince Alexander refuses to rule from an ivory tower. Duty-bound, he intends to relate to his future subjects, regardless of their walk of life. Before his coronation, he needs a foolproof plan to outrun his security team and go temporarily AWOL. While visiting L.A., all it takes is a sound stage collision and Alex is blindsided by a headstrong woman who is simply irresistible. So much so, he calls in a favor in order to secure her help … as his pretend girlfriend.

Their worlds are oceans apart, but their immediate attraction is impossible to put aside, especially their nonstop banter. Miffed at being wrangled into a situation that might blow up in her face, Katie comes up with her own plan. If The Prince is serious about walking the walk of the common folk, she’s only too happy to oblige as his pretend girlfriend. Through an ice storm, a road trip, kitchen duty, and a Texas pig race, Alex captures the hearts of the locals as well as Ms. O’Connor’s.

What starts out as a deal Katie can’t refuse becomes the acting role of a lifetime… letting Prince Alexander go without a fight.

A delightfully funny retelling of The Prince and The Pauper that romance readers of all ages will enjoy. On a two-week 1,500-mile road trip, Katie and Alex discover the end of the road might just be the beginning of their ‘Happy Ever After’ together.


Author Alina Snow

Southern gal at heart. Alina is a librarian who adores her job. She has a degree in anthropology from Vanderbilt and loves writing offbeat romance comedy. To refuel, Alina sings karaoke, bakes sweet treats, and can be found at the Y, kickboxing. She lives in Knoxville with her husband and Callie, their doxie mix.

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Hot Asset by Lauren Layne- review



Title: Hot Asset

Author: Lauren Layne

Publishing date: May 22, 2018

Montlake Publisher

Genre: Romance, Contemporary, Fiction

(I’ve read Kindle version)

Pages: 266


My review:

The Wall Street hottest man with a seven-figure salary and hot suits Ian Bradley accused of insider trading and he is under investigation of SEC. He isn’t accustomed being in that situation, but the only thing that bothers him is a sexy SEC investigator Lara McKenzie with her sweet and hot eyeglasses.

She is determinate to do her job, and she is extra encouraged because the result of this case will bring her entrance in FBI, her dream job. But something happens, and the things are not going as they planned.

The purpose of writing this story was to write about hot Wall Street suited sexy man, and Lauren did it. She totally did it. I like the whole story which makes me swoon and melted like ice-cream. It’s sexy, hot and very romantic narrative. I take my e-reader everywhere I go and read till I read it whole. The plot is very intriguing and playful all those a chasing, cold-hot game between main characters are push up things to read till the end.

Sweet and teasing:

“Oh, and Ms McKenzie…” I look up. 

“My personal account has a few naughty pictures in there. Enjoy those.”He winks.

Damn it. I hate knowing that I probably will.”

Lara is sweet but strict and dedicated to her work. I like how she manages the entire circumstances and how she works her job, she is the daughter of two FBI agents, but she wants to do it herself.

“But if getting to know Ian and his friends has thought me anything, it’s that fighting for what’s right isn’t always as simple as following the rules. Sometimes you’ve got to bend a couple to get the bad guy.”

There is no woman in the world that will not fall for Ian, the hot womaniser in Wall Street in his suit and sexy look he is number one main and male character.

The other characters sound promising Matt and Sabrina, Kennedy and Ian’s assistant (I forgot her name; I know I’m bad with names… Actually I’m terrible). I can hardly wait to read the rest of this series.

The publisher provided the copy via NetGalley. Thank you very much. I appreciate your collaboration.

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Decide to Hope by June A. Converse- blog tour

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An unimaginable trauma. A future that seems impossible. When your world shatters, how do you put it back together?

For 950 days, Kathleen Conners has struggled with that choice. Behind a scarf and sunglasses, she hides from the world, from herself, from The Event, from any future with anyone.

After receiving a box of letters from his deceased mother, Matt Nelson is shoved from his predictable, controlled life to a secluded beach in North Carolina. While trying to understand his mother’s intent, he discovers Kathleen.

Matt must choose whether to follow the path his mother orchestrated or rescue the woman who has captured his heart. When the only person Kathleen blames more than herself reappears, can Matt be the strength Kathleen needs to create a new life, or will he be forced to walk away if she decides the climb is too great?

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Author Bio:

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June happily resides in Sandy Springs, Georgia, with her husband, Dave, and their dog, Sodapop.  They have two wonderful adult children and two grandchildren. She is an enthusiastic exerciser and an accomplished cook.  She and her husband enjoy hiking with Sodapop, traveling, scuba diving, trying new restaurants, concerts, and whatever other adventures they can find.  Reading and a constant desire to learn keeps her busy too.

A trauma survivor who struggles with mental illness, June is continuously reaching for hope like the characters in her books.  She openly discusses her personal struggles on her blog,

Decide to Hope is her first novel and relies a great deal on her own experience with trauma, choices, recovery and hope.  If you’d like to discuss trauma, coping and recovery, contact her at or




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A Clean Sweep by Audrey Devis – review

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A Clean Sweep

A CLEAN SWEEP is a laugh-out-loud tale of love, lies and second chances.
Love comes around when you least expect it. Fifty-something widow Emily isn’t expecting romance. Nor is she expecting a hunky twenty-something chimney sweep on her doorstep.
Daughter Tabitha knows something isn’t quite right with her relationship, while her boss – Abba-loving Meryl – thinks she’s found the real deal. Are they both right, or pursuing Mr Wrong?
Emily’s sister, Celeste, has the perfect marriage … or does she? Can a fitness tracker lead her down the path to happiness or heartbreak?
Susan is single, overweight and resigned to a life of loneliness. There was the one who got away but you don’t get another try, do you?
Prepare for a rollercoaster ride of emotions in a book that will grab your heart, make you smile and wish you had a chimney to sweep.

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Audrey Davis survived secondary school on the West coast of Scotland. Rubbish at science but not too bad at English, she originally wanted to be an actress but was persuaded that journalism was a safer option. Probably wise. She studied at Napier College in Edinburgh, the only place in Scotland at that time to offer a journalism course.

Her first foray into the hard-nosed newspaper world was as a junior reporter in Dumfriesshire. Duties included interviewing farmers about the prize-winning heifers to reporting on family tragedies. She persuaded her editor to let her launch an entertainment column which meant meeting the odd celebrity – or just the downright odd. From there, she moved to the loftier rank of senior reporter back in her home patch. Slightly more money, less farm animals but a higher crime rate. As Taggart would say: ‘There’s been a murrrrder!’

After a stint in London on a video magazine – yes, she is that old – Audrey moved to Singapore with her fiancé. She tried valiantly to embrace the stinking heat, humidity and lack of jobs, although she did work briefly on a magazine which was banned by the government for ‘artistic’ use of naked men’s bottoms.

Next on her adventures was a land Down Under where her main focus was raising Cost Centre One (aka firstborn) and coming to terms with the imminent arrival of Number Two. Still, she loved the Aussie way of life – BBQs, beaches and bring your own booze to restaurants – so it came as a blow when OH announced a move back to the UK. Not a job between them, the climate a possible deal breaker and an Exorcist-style vomiting infant on the flight home didn’t bode well …

Always a survivor, Audrey sought out similar-minded friends (i.e. slightly bonkers), got the children into a good school and thought about taking up writing again. Sadly, thinking about it was as far as she got, unless you count shopping lists. Then, hubby drops another bombshell. Switzerland. As in – it’s packing time again. Off to the land of cheese, chocolate, scarily efficient trains and a couple of teeny, tiny issues. Like driving on the ‘wrong’ side of the road and speaking a foreign language (French). The former was conquered fairly quickly (we’ll skip over the wall demolition in week two), the latter remains an ongoing battle of the hopeful against the hopeless. At least she provides amusement for the local workforce.

It wasn’t until 2016 that Audrey rediscovered her writing mojo with an online Writing Fiction course. From there, her first novel – A Clean Sweep – was born, although it took a bit longer than nine months from conception. A short, darker prequel – A Clean Break – followed, and in November 2017 she published the first in a novella trilogy, The Haunting of Hattie Hastings Part One. Part Two is published on 21 March 2018, with the conclusion following in May/June. After which she might have a wee lie down …

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My review:

Emily lives with her husband memories, what would say, Tom, probably Tom would do this, Tom did that. Her sister Celeste wants to bring joy to Emily’s life and they are members of a book club. It is Emily’s turn to be a host of the book club and they all in her living room. Everything is fine but suddenly whole room fulfils with smoke. One more reason Emily to be depressed and disappointed. She finds a good sweep cleaning agency and everything goes upside down in her not so good life.

This book makes me think that everything that happens in life has a reason why it happens. I laugh a lot almost on every page I turn. I feel like I know Emily and I think oh this could happen to everyone, I could be like Emily in my fifties.

Emily is a simple woman, she just wants to live her life and evoke her husband memories, but love could happen anywhere and any time. She doesn’t expect love but she will find it in an unusual way.

Celeste has a perfect life, or she thinks that, but there is one big BUT… She is surrounded by lies and secrets. I love her positiveness and how she brings life to the book.

The third character is Emily’s daughter  Tabitha. I like her but I enjoy more reading about her mother and her aunt.

The author did great thing with this book. I like Audrey Devis’s style and her humour is laugh out loud.

I recommend A Clean Sweep to people who want to laugh reading and who want good intriguing love stories.

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Decide to Hope by June A. Converse – cover reveal


Decide to Hope

An unimaginable trauma. A future that seems impossible. When your world shatters, how do you put it back together?

For 950 days, Kathleen Conners has struggled with that choice. Behind a scarf and sunglasses, she hides from the world, from herself, from The Event, from any future with anyone.

After receiving a box of letters from his deceased mother, Matt Nelson is shoved from his predictable, controlled life to a secluded beach in North Carolina. While trying to understand his mother’s intent, he discovers Kathleen.

Matt must choose whether to follow the path his mother orchestrated or rescue the woman who has captured his heart. When the only person Kathleen blames more than herself reappears, can Matt be the strength Kathleen needs to create a new life, or will he be forced to walk away if she decides the climb is too great?

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Author Bio:

June Converse Author Photo.jpg


June happily resides in Sandy Springs, Georgia, with her husband, Dave, and their dog, Sodapop.  They have two wonderful adult children and two grandchildren. She is an enthusiastic exerciser and an accomplished cook.  She and her husband enjoy hiking with Sodapop, traveling, scuba diving, trying new restaurants, concerts, and whatever other adventures they can find.  Reading and a constant desire to learn keeps her busy too.

A trauma survivor who struggles with mental illness, June is continuously reaching for hope like the characters in her books.  She openly discusses her personal struggles on her blog,

Decide to Hope is her first novel and relies a great deal on her own experience with trauma, choices, recovery and hope.  If you’d like to discuss trauma, coping and recovery, contact her at or