Protector

Protector (The Full-Blood Book 1) by [Nova, Serena]Protector is the first book in the Full Blood Series by Dutch Author Serena Nova.

Protector tells the story of Isadora, the last full blooded witch. And this is a problem.  Being the last full blood could put her life in danger, so as a child her grandmother forced her to hide her gifts before sending her to an elite school to train witches and Protectors.  Isadora’s grandmother knew that full blooded witches that didn’t know how to defend themselves were already dead. Isadora was able to conceal herself for 12 years before her best friend, the closet family she had, was threatened. So powers don’t stay hidden for long and unfortunately for Isa the wrong people saw what she could do. Now her only way on is to meet the 4 kings whether she wants to or not.

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Bonds of Cupidity

Bonds of cupidityBonds of Cupidity, Heart Hassle book two.

Raven Kennedy.

I found book two better than the first one. It took me a few pages to get into it because I didn’t really like the beginning. Only from one moment into the other I was hooked, wanted to finish it because I wanted to know how it ended. And I’m already going to say this, shit what a cliffhanger. It kind of sucks, like really bad, terrible. I had my mouth hanging open when the book ended.

Like I said, I liked this book better than the first one. We have sexy time’s in this one. And I like some sexy times. It is a part of the reason I read RH. I loved how you read how she grows, how she fights for what she wants and learns that she is more than a Cupid. I love the twists and turns the author added to this book, it makes it exciting to read, you don’t know what will happen.

When something new happens, I was like. What, wait okay, why? And when read further and further you found some answers and other times not. It makes you want to read book three. And I can’t wait for that one.

The world building, the writing style, and the characters are amazing, well build and thought off. Raven Kennedy is an author worth looking out for.

I laughed and snickered at this book while reading it. It made me feel happy!

Get your copy here!

Have a nice read.

Idonea

Ezri’s Scales, chapter three

Read chapter one here, and two here before you start this amazing chapter.

 

Chapter Three

“Welcome by the Animal Funeral Services.” A sweet young woman greets us when we entered the glass doors of the building. She stands up behind her counter.

“You have an appointment?”

“Yes, nine a.m,” Dom answered for me, I didn’t think I could say anything today.

“We’re here with Bunny.” Dom pointed at the shoebox was holding. I pressed the box closer to my body.

“Oh, you lost your bunny. I had a rabbit once,” the woman behind the desks starts.

“Nope, it is a lizard. I don’t do rabbits.” I said, glaring at her. How did she dare compare Bunny with a bunny!

“O, I’m sorry. My name is Barbara, if you follow me. I’ll show you the urns we have.” She walked around the counter toward a door at her left.

The room was filled with displays full of urns, in different colors, sizes, shapes and even some made of glass.

I started to look around, holding the shoebox even closer to my body, not wanting to part with him. I walked with Dom towards the first row of urns.

“This one is nice.” Dom showed me a purple round one. Shaking my head, I walked further.

“Or this one.” Dom said, holding up a black one with spikes. “Bunny can be spiky when he wants too.” She tried to joke.

Again, I shake my head, not smiling at all. I walked around while I looked at the different urns—none of them fit Bunny’s personality. I was almost back at the door when my eye caught a wooden box. It has gold strips on the top and dark wood oiled to perfection.

“This one.” I whispered.

“What?” Dom asked from the other corner of the room.

“This one. He needs this one,” I said louder.

“Okay,” Barbara answered. She picked up the box and walked towards the door. “I’ll prepare the box, if you ladies would go towards the ceremony room. It is the other door in the hall. You can say your goodbyes there and we’ll cremate him.” She walked out of the door and we followed. I walked behind Dom, while we entered the other room.

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Ezri’s Scales, chapter two

Read chapter one first, here.

Chapter Two

“Like, like, like, and quadruple like,” Dom said. She made exaggerated motions while tapping her phone. Dom was lying on the couch in front of our television. That thing needed to be changed, since it likely hadn’t been cleaned for months, and the television was so old it had a long antennae sitting out from its back. It was so old it might as well be a piece of decoration. When we wanted to watch shows, Dom and I simply used our laptops.

I stirred my cup of coffee. A café latte with an extra dose of sugar. I used last month’s paycheck to splurge on a coffee machine. Best decision ever. “What are you liking so hard about?”

Dom, full name Dominique, waggled her eyebrows. She was my roommate in our dingy little apartment. A caramel-skinned goddess with a big poof of hair she rocked and christened Angela.

Her skin would be glowing if the lights were on. The landlord should have come down to fix the lights in the living room three months ago, but it still wasn’t working. Dom and I didn’t have it in us to fork out the money for a new light-bulb. It was the landlord’s job, after all.

My roommate sat up and flipped her phone so it faced me. I had to squint to get a better view of her screen. “Um… it’s a dude.”

“Not just any.”

I slugged back a big gulp of my coffee. The caffeine and sugar zinged through me. Ah, nothing better than a fresh dose of addictive substances to knock back the cravings. “The picture’s probably Photoshopped till kingdom come,” I said. I sat across from Dom and kicked my legs up onto the coffee table, knocking aside some magazines. We really needed to clean this place. Sure, I could use Pop’s money to hire some cleaners, but I hated taking much from him. The only reason why I was stuck by his side was because he had this ‘family needs to be close’ policy—if I tried to run, he’d hunt me down and drag me back. Read More »

Ezri’s Scales, chapter one

Hello everyone, Clara Hartley and I (ido) decided to write something together, just for fun. This is Chapter one, we hope you enjoy it as much as we did when we wrote it!.

 

CHAPTER ONE

I watched Kev as he placed the baby mice into the refrigerator. They were still alive, blind and unable to wink open their eyes. He slammed the door shut with his foot.

“Still can’t get over it when you do it like that,” I said. Here in Scale Pet Co. we didn’t do things the humane way. If I had control over things, I’d make sure the mice had an easier death. I tried implementing a death-by-CO2 policy but my pops refused to approve my suggestion.

One day I’d open a pet shop by myself, but for now, I had to put up with the horrible practices of Dalmazio Giachetti, leader of the criminal west side of New York and also, my father.

“Boss says he doesn’t want to waste money on stinkin’ mice.” Kev picked his pencil out from behind his ear and licked the tip of it before scribbling on the clipboard to note inventory. He had a strange habit of christening his pencils with his tongue before using them, and that was exactly why I never dared use any of his stationery. That might have been his master plan.

He fiddled with the top of his mohawk and lifted a cursory gaze toward me. “You shouldn’t be feeling soft for mice. They’re rats.”

“Actually, they’re two very different species.” I was handling the inventory myself, looking through how much dog food we had left. “You should know that, considering you work in a pet shop.”

“Eh.” Kev licked the piercing at the bottom of his tongue. He was tatted head to toe. “Ah, missed one.” He reached for another bag of squirming mice, their skins red and translucent because they never had the chance to grow furs, and tossed them into the fridge like he would a bag of meat. “You’re the only one who takes this shop seriously. You know your pops just wants it as a front.”

Ding. Someone was ringing the bell at the cashier.

I tipped a brow at Kev. “I happen to like animals.”

 “The scaly kinds,” Kev replied.

“They have cute, beady eyes.”

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The Royal Trials, Imposter

theroyaltrialsimposterThe Royal Trials, Imposter.
Written by Tate James.

I have waited for this book for some time, and finally got the chance to read it today. And it was good, totally worth the wait.

You will meet Rybet Waise, a thief and a mercenary. She has to save a friend from the dungeons of the royal palace. Should be easy for someone with her skill set.

Only she finds herself pulled into the Royal Trials, a competition to find a wife for one of the princes. It should be easy to get out of there, right?
The trials aren’t what they look like to the outside, behind every smile and polished face there is a terrible truth. Because if you fail these trials, you don’t go home, you don’t even make it out of the palace alive.

When the harsh reality sinks in, Rybet needs every skill she has to stay alive.
She has to deal with people wanting her dead, her boss wanting her to succeed for his own goals and keeping herself alive to get out if this mess. How will she survive?

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Possession

Possession: Curse of the Draekon Book Two by [Britt, Samantha] This review contains spoilers, what’s out with reading it.

 

Possession, Curse of the Draekon book two.
Written by Samantha Britt.

Finding out that your brother is part of the rebellion can be shocking, finding out that your parents who left you and you siblings to fend for themselves are the leaders of that rebellion, turns your world inside out.

That happened to Lissa, now being a hostage in the capital, totally alone and living a life full with rumours. She needs to be strong and keep her head high. How are you going to do that when the king returns, when you need to fight for your life.

Escaping with Prince Brion, she starts a journey. Finding out things about herself, about Brion and prophecies that would change their life’s. Where does she go when everything turns out to be a lie, when nothing is what it looks like. Can she save her siblings and herself?

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