Voyage to Ayama

Voyage to Ayama, by Katie Knight.

Reading Voyage to Ayama was an amazing journey! This book is written well! It flows, the world building is amazing, the men are good and the MC Indy, is thought out perfectly; her emotions and reactions to things. It sucks you in and keeps you in this amazing new world.

I’m in love with Katie Knight and her writing style, her mind makes up these amazing books! And I can’t wait for the second book.

If you like space travel, reverse harem, a strong MC who has a heart of gold and fights dirty, twist and turns that will leave you breathless and secrets you need to know the answer too! Go read this book and fall in love with Katie and her worlds she writes!


This book tells about a spaceship that has left Earth. Earth is dying and people are looking for a new place to live. The MC’s parents took her with her on their trip, bad things happen (like in so many books and stories)  and Indy ends up alone. A ship divided and in turmoil makes for a dangerous trip. Luckily she has a man she can trust and who will stick around no matter how broken she appears. A lot happens in this book, leaving you guessing for what will be next, only to find out that you are wrong and something totally different happens. Which is great. Not many books surprise me anymore, they aren’t cliché. This one book was something that took my breath away when I started and I hated it that it ended.

Back to the book, it ends up with them in trouble, what I won’t tell. You have to read it. Only one thing I will say, not everybody is who they say they are or look. Pink, yeah there will be some pink.

Go get this book, read it and fall in love with Katie, the same way i did. Through her amazing writing!

Have a nice read,

Idonea

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Circus Save Me

circus save meCircus Save Me

Written by K.A Knight and Erin O’Kane

I’m on an apocalyptic adventure with the books from K.A. Knight, loving it all.

This book tells you the story of a girl, gifted/changed/mutated however you want to call it, I would say special and extraordinary. After world war three, they dropped bombs, people died, there was something else that killed more people. Mostly woman, which means they are rare now. You would think that it makes them special, worshipped and so on. Sadly, for us, we aren’t. They are property, owned, beaten, abused and so more. And if you are a woman with a gift, that really sucks for you then. Because being a freak and a woman makes it all harder.

This is the case for our MC, Rhea. She found the circus or the circus found her, I loved how they take her in and how she grows from being the slave to a woman to fear.

The world the authors build is great, love how they gave all those circus members different powers, not the same things you always read. Like earth bending, or flying. Those can get boring after reading to much. No, these men can do things that are more fun and impressing! Not going to tell you what, you have to read it to find out.

It is a fast-paced book, which makes it read easy, fun and quick. I’m really looking forward to the next book, because of this cliff-hanger!!

It is fun to read a book where two authors work together on. I didn’t find out which of them wrote what because it all fits perfectly together.

I’m looking forward to reading more of them both!

Buy your copy here.

Have a nice read.

Idonea

Sin & Chocolate

sin & Chocolate.jpgSin & Chocolate, Demigods of San Francisco.

Book one.

Written by K.F Breene.

I have few words for this book.

Great, Fun, Sexy and o so amazing!

I love K.F Breene, read other books of her. And she is rising in my top ten favourite authors.

Loving this book, this story about gods, demigods and people with powers. It was amazing! The chemistry between the characters jumps off you book (screen). The way she wrote it, the world building, the characters. I really loved it, liked it, fantastic, amazing and more.

I can keep going on and on about it and all, just read it. If you like strong powerful man, strong and stubborn women then this book is for you. I’m planning on a reread for it soon!

O and who doesn’t love the name of this book, Sin & Chocolate, Chocolate in the name of a book I’m sold! The sin does work too, still, me, woman, chocolate! Do I need to say more?

Get your copy of this fantastic book here.

Have a nice read.

idonea

Taming

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Taming, To Tame A shifter book one,

By A.K. Koonce.

It is my second book from Koonce, and I like her writing style and the way she makes the worlds come alive.

It is quick and dirty. Not really dirty, spicy and hot is a better way to describe it. I like the idea behind this story and read it with much joy. It was on my TBR list for a quite a while, I´m happy that I picked it up.

This book tells you about a woman who got away from her demons, only to be found by the men he sent to find her. The funny part about it all is that they don’t know that, they aren’t aware that she is the one they are looking for.

Which gives this book the fun twist, like I already said it is fast and spicy, just the way I like it. Still it has a good story that keeps you hooked into the book and looking forward to start boo two.

How A.K. Koonce described the characters is great. I love the FMC, she is fun, has an attitude and loves herself a little more then other MC do. The men are brooding, sexy, smart and funny. I like how they are so different from each other, makes them fun to read.

Want a quick read, something fun, grab this book here and start.
A.K. Koonce also wrote An Assassin´s Death, I really liked that one to. I haven’t reviewed it here, I had a holiday in Bali when I read it.

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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