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Alisha Woods knew she was in trouble. The situation was progressing. The harmless flirtation had long past intriguing and now bordered on terrifying. She had to take action, go on the offensive against her stalker. As she opened the door of Young Guns, she promised herself that she’d be ready when he came for her. She would survive.
Mike Lewis lived each day knowing that life could evaporate in a moment. Ghosts followed him, haunting his soul. He craved redemption, a chance to right the wrongs of his past. And when Alisha walked in, he recognized his chance at redemption. He would save her.
After everything Mike had done to prepare her, she thought she was ready. But as the blood spilled from her lips, Alisha’s mind raced for what she could have done differently…
She should have listened to Mike.
Mike waited for her to say more. He was a patient man. He knew enough about human nature to know that if he didn’t say anything she’d eventually fill in the silence. He tried to look relaxed by resting his arms on the table and interlocking his fingers, but inside a storm was brewing.
“He knows where I live,” she said soberly. She looked into Mike’s eyes for strength. Even though he was intimidating, she saw goodness in him. She hoped that he could be more than a shooting instructor.
Mike didn’t like the man knowing where she lived, but this information didn’t surprise him. If the guy had been stalking her for a while, he knew all sorts of things about her that would make her skin crawl. He probably even tracked her monthly cycle.
She sucked in a deep breath and began, “I was going out with some friends, but I needed to stop by my house to drop something off. I didn’t bother parking in the garage,” she said with a shrug of her shoulder. “I just pulled into the driveway and ran into the house. I didn’t even lock the car.” She tilted her head and rubbed her fingers over her forehead, as if massaging herself would delete the memory of that night. “I was just going to be inside for a minute.” She sat straighter and looked Mike in the eyes. She found strength in him even though he sat silently. “But a friend called. The plans had changed, and she wanted to update me,” Alisha added casually. She scoffed and gave him a sad smile. “When I went back out to the car, a stuffed animal lay on my seat.”
Mike read the tension in her face as her muscles tightened around her eyes and mouth. She swallowed more frequently and her breathing had increased as she relayed the information. He smiled, trying to silently encourage her, but what she told him made his heart pound. “He was watching you,” Mike said calmly. He didn’t want to scare her any more than she already was.
“Yeah,” she nodded. “He must have seen me get out of my car and run inside.” She shook her head slowly in disbelief. “He was there. He was probably looking at me at that very moment.” She shivered and looked through the window into the darkness of night. “I didn’t see him. I didn’t see anyone that I could even question. None of my neighbors were outside.” She paused for a moment and then began again, “I don’t think he followed me. I think he was waiting for me.”
Mike nodded slowly. “He was there.” Mike knew how to hide. He could disappear in a jungle, desert, or city. Disappearing was one of his strengths, but he didn’t like hearing that the stalker could hide too. Most people would do something stupid and give themselves away: the shaking of leaves or the snapping of branches, wearing the wrong clothes for camouflage. There were so many things to consider when trying to disappear.
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I seem to be enjoying these tags lately. I never really got too much into them before but I have recently discovered how much fun they are!! I am a tad bit behind with this so some of them may be really old and I am just getting to them now.
Another one that i found on Tumblr was the Unpopular Opinions Book Tag!
I know I mentioned them before but the TV Show is SO MUCH BETTER than the books in this case!
Thanks for following along! Feel free to do this tag if you haven’t already!
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This is a beauty and the beast retelling with a tad bit of a twist to it. I am normally not fond of retelling’s or books told in the male POV but surprisingly, I did enjoy this one!
I really enjoyed the character of Dylan and felt sorry for him that he struggled with his appearance. I wanted so badly for him to just “own it”! I really liked Jamie too and loved the fact that she was not afraid to be herself even if herself was not what the rest of the world saw.
I went into this book without reading any reviews or having any idea of what happens and let me tell you, I was surprised by the direction that the story went but it also kept me reading to see where these characters would end up. It made the story more exciting and to be honest, I may have had a hard time reading it if I had known ahead of time what was going to happen.
I must warn you though, this book should only be read by those with an open mind and those that do not have a problem with LGBT. If that is not a concern, then DEFINITELY pick it up!!!
One: Her army general dad is insanely overprotective.
Two: The guy he sent to watch her, Cade, is way too good-looking.
Three: Everything she knew was a lie.
Now there are three things Kori never knew about her life:
One: There’s a device that allows her to jump dimensions.
Two: Cade’s got a lethal secret.
Three: Someone wants her dead.
So I found the TMI Tag on Tumblr and thought…”Eh, I should do this and let everyone learn a little more about me instead of always books, books and more books!” (Not that we don’t love the books…just sayin:-))
So, here we go…
Since I am actually at work, I am wearing a skirt and blouse…
YES, with my husband of 17 years!
Definitely, who hasn’t??
5 foot 5 inches
This is a very personal question for a woman but since I like you guys, I will answer it. I currently weigh 195.6 pounds. I had weight loss surgery in August and am very in touch with my current weight.
Yes, 2, one on each ankle
YES! Ears and eyebrow
hmmm…This is a tough one!
So many!! I am currently hooked on the show Shameless. I recently started to watch it on Netflix but I also enjoy The walking Dead (RIP Glenn), The Vampire Diaries, The Big Bang Theory, Bob’s Burgers…
I enjoy all kind of music…
Tim Mcgraw for you country folks, Taylor Swift, Pink, Journey, STYX
High School!! I really miss high school and the young innocence that goes with it. I also REALLY miss my cheerleading days!!
I do not really have a favorite song but recently love Closer by The Chainsmokers!!!
Hard working…My husband is a really hard worker and a great provider for my family. Sometimes it gets annoying and I wish he would just sit and relax but that just is not his nature.
“There once was a girl who found herself dead.
She peered over the ledge of heaven
and saw that back on earth
her sister missed her too much,
was way too sad,
so she crossed some paths
that would not have crossed,
took some moments in her hand
shook them up
and spilled them like dice
over the living world.
The boy with the guitar collided
with her sister.
“There you go, Len,” she whispered. “The rest is up to you.”
― Jandy Nelson,
I kind of have a small crush on Bradley Cooper
Lol! My kids would get a kick out of this one…LOUD music!!! I always have the music blaring in the car or in the house!!
Only with siblings when we were younger
Men that cry about everything…MAN UP!
Love the pics!
Death of loved ones or myself
Probably the night prior to my surgery, I was so nervous!
This morning to the kids:-)
NightlyReading…I assume it needs zero explanation!
Beast by Brie Spangler
Weregirl by CD Bell
The Walking Dead
My Mother In Law
My oldest daughter
What does this even mean?? Vacation wise?? The Jersey Shore (not very exciting)
Saturday by a text from the girls from work.
Cheerleading and YES..it is a sport!
Shake It Up by T Swift
Yesterday with the fam
I am not going to tag anyone but I would love if you all answered them either in the comments or on your own blog and let me know so that I can come over and read your answers!!!
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I often find that I really enjoy these books that have to do with dating abuse. I think that it is because I can relate. I had a bad experience with an ex that was not as bad as this situation but bordered on mental abuse. It was very difficult to get out of that relationship so I really felt for these characters while reading.
I enjoyed the character of Chloe a lot. She is a smart kid whom may not have made all the correct decisions but was smart enough to know when to get out. I could feel her loneliness when she was experiencing trouble with her friends and her boyfriend all at the same time. I really felt saddened during those times.
At first, Kieran, was perfect. I even fell for him but he quickly became obsessive and domineering, not to mention physically abusive. By the end of the book, I no longer had a liking for him and parts seemed to be written to make the reader feel a little bad for all he had gone through, but I did not.
I would suggest this book for any teen that may be going through an abusive relationship or any teen whom is starting to date just so that they know the dangers and can see the warning signs.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I really enjoyed the House of Night books so when I saw that this book was coming…I knew that I had to have it!!!
What I loved…
I liked the story line in general. This was a great fantasy and one that was unique to this genre. I also really enjoyed the characters. My favorite was Mari. She was very brave and loyal. I really enjoyed Sora too, she was kind of a bad a$$ in her own way. Nik was kind of a lost soul but was also enjoyable in his own right.
What I thought could have been better….
I usually love really long novels because it keeps you with the characters that you love, but, I thought this one was extremely long. There were times that I got a little bored with what was going on but I was enamored by the story enough to keep going. The dual POV’s tended to be a bit confusing but not enough that I was not sure of what was going on.
I am very much looking forward to the next book in this series. If you heart Ms. Cast’s work, then you have to pick this one up!
CREDIT: From Moon Chosen by PC Cast. Copyright © 2016 by the authors and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Griffin.
Mari braced herself, and as she had so many times before, felt her mother stiffen while energy surged through Leda and into Mari, sizzling through her palm, down her arm to swirl around and around inside her, growing in power with each second that passed. Mari’s heartbeat began to hammer and her breathing suddenly increased until she was panting as hard as was the pup. In her arms, Rigel whined uncertainly.
“Focus.” Her mother’s voice was only a whisper, but Mari could feel it through her whole body. “You can do this. The power is not yours to keep – your body is merely its channel. Borrow serenity from the image of the Earth Mother. Though you may be surrounded by chaos or sickness or injuries, find the true you within. Release that which belongs to the world –fears, worry, sadness, so that the silver stream may wash unimpeded through you. It is a waterfall at night. Rigel is the basin that must hold it.”
Mari stared at the beautiful image of the Earth Mother that Leda pruned and cared for so lovingly. But, as always, the figure was only foliage and art to Mari. She couldn’t feel the divine presence her mother revered. She could not find her true self – her center. “Mama, I c-can’t. It’s s-so c-cold. It- it hurts.” Mari stuttered through chattering teeth.
“Only because the healing power is not meant for you. Release the fears of your body, Mari. Focus! Find your grounding and become a channel for the moon’s energy. Tonight you must succeed. If you do not, your Rigel will surely die.”
Her mother’s words exploded through Mari’s body. “No! He can’t die. I won’t let him.” She gritted her teeth against the cold and tried to focus past the pain – to release the cacophony of emotions that swirled through her body unimpeded – and to be the channel for the moonfall of water. Yet, still the power was a whirlpool within her. It terrified Mari and threatened to suck her down to drown in its freezing depths.
This was when she usually failed. This was when she dropped her mother’s hand and allowed sickness to claim her so that she vomited, dry heaving misery and moonlight while Leda stroked her back, consoling her with calm, loving words that reminded Mari there would be a next time – she would do better the next time.
But there was no next time for Rigel, and Mari refused to lose him. Think! Focus!
“Mari, slow your breathing. Calm your heart. This is no longer practice. You either heal Rigel, or fail and he dies from shock and blood loss. This is your reality.”
“That’s it, Mama! I need to make this my reality!” Mari squeezed her eyes closed. Could that be the answer? Could it really be that simple? Mari imagined that she was in their burrow, alone, sitting at her desk preparing to create a sketch. Her gulping breath slowed. Her hammering heart quieted. Mari found her grounding as she envisioned a blank sheet of paper. On that paper her imagination began to quickly, easily, sketch an image of herself, sitting crossed-legged with Rigel spread across her lap. From above her silver light cascaded into her lifted palm, washing through her body in a glistening wave to spout from her other palm, which was pressed against the pup’s bloody chest. Eyes still tightly shut Mari worked on the scene, creating a picture of Rigel’s body that was washed clean of blood by the liquid light, leaving behind wounds that were neatly closed and already healing.
Suddenly the cold tide within Mari was controllable. Instead of drowning her, it used her as a conduit, passing through her harmlessly as she let go of the energy. I’m doing it! I’m doing it! And just that quickly her concentration shattered. The picture she’d been creating disappeared along with the tide of power within her.
“No! No! Get it back! I was doing it – it was working,” Mari gasped, gripping her mother’s hand like a lifeline.
“It’s too late. The sun is fully risen. Even with your help I cannot call the moon back to me,” Leda knelt beside Mari, gently disentangling her daughter’s hand from hers. “But it was enough. You did it, sweet girl. I knew you could. Praise the Earth Mother and the blessed Moon! You have saved him.”
Feeling dizzy and disconnected, Mari looked down at Rigel. The pup wagged his tail animatedly and sat up, licking her face. Even though she felt light-headed, she laughed weakly and put her arms around him. He nested there, curled against her body and, sending her waves of contentment, Rigel fell sound to sleep in her arms. With a trembling hand, Mari brushed aside the blood-matted fur on his chest. What had only moments before been deep, seeping, whip-like lacerations were now pink lines of newly joined flesh that had ceased bleeding.
“I knew it was true. You do have my powers and more.”
P.C. CAST is the #1 New York Times and USA Today Best-Selling author of the House of
Night Series and a member of the Oklahoma Writers Hall of Fame. With more than 20
million copies in print in over 40 countries, her novels have been awarded the
prestigious: Oklahoma Book Award, YALSA Quick Pick for Reluctant Readers, Romantic
Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, the Prism, Holt Medallion, Daphne du Maurier,
Booksellers’ Best, and the Laurel Wreath.
Ms. Cast was born in the Midwest, and grew up being shuttled back-and- forth between
Illinois and Oklahoma, which is where she fell in love with Quarter Horses and mythology.
After high school she joined the United States Air Force and began public speaking and writing. After her tour in the USAF, she taught high school for 15 years before retiring to write full time. Ms.
Cast lives in Oregon surrounded by beloved cats, dogs, horses, and family.
Thank you to the publisher for the copy of the book in exchange of an honest review.
I have loved Ms. Shepherd’s YA stories and I was curious to read one of her MG. It did not disappoint at all!
The premise of the story was an interesting one. Winged horses can be seen in the mirrors of the hospital that the children live at. But only one child can see them and when one of the horses comes out of the mirrors, this sends her on an adventure to save him.
I really enjoyed the story line and could imagine myself as a young child loving this story just as much! I really felt for the children that lived in this house, they not only had to deal with their own illness but dealt with the illness of their peers also.
I must gush over this cover a bit! This is one of the most beautiful covers that I had ever seen and if I saw this book on a random shelf in a book store….I would be sure to pick it up! I love the colors that were used and the image inside of an image.
This book was filled with drama, loss and hope. I enjoyed every minute of it and did not want to put it down. I would recommend it for a more mature middle schooler since there is some dealings with death but I highly recommend it!
By Natasha Preston
Paperback: 336 pages
Publisher: Sourcebooks Fire (September 6, 2016)
A New York Times Bestseller!
There may only be one killer, but no one is innocent in this new young adult thriller from Natasha Preston, author of The Cellar, a New York Times Bestseller, and Awake
They think they’re invincible.
They think they can do and say whatever they want.
They think there are no consequences.
They’ve left me no choice.
It’s time for them to pay for their sins.
A weekend partying at a remote cabin is just what Mackenzie needs. She can’t wait to let loose with her friends. But a crazy night of fun leaves two of them dead-murdered.
With no signs of a forced entry or struggle, suspicion turns to the five survivors. Someone isn’t telling the truth. And Mackenzie’s first mistake? Assuming the killing is over…
I flicked my eyes open in time to see Megan stick out her tongue at Josh and stumble up the stairs. Blake was quiet but smirking at the scene.
You so like Blake. I did—-much more than I should.
“What’s your problem?” Aaron asked Josh, slumping back against the end of the sofa from his place on the floor. “Ever since Tilly and Gigi died, you’ve been a complete dick.”
Before that too.
I curled up, not wanting to talk about my dead friends with Josh. It made me violently angry when I thought about the things he’s said and what he was doing. You can be glad you didn’t die, but it’s unacceptable to be glad someone else did. I gritted my teeth.
“What’s your problem?” Josh sneered. “You dumped Tilly just before, remember?”
Aaron’s eyes darkened. “You know what, Josh? Drop dead! I swear if you ever say her name again, I’ll kill you.” I expected Aaron to get up and lunge for Josh. But he just sat there. Was he too drunk to move as well? That didn’t usually stop him.
Sighing, I scrubbed my face with my hands. Nights always ended in arguments now and I was tired of it.
“Stop!” Courtney shouted. “End it now.”
I clenched my fists. How could she not see who Josh really was? That he was the instigator? Aaron shook his head and took another swig from his bottle of vodka, finishing the last drop. I wanted to get up and leave the room, but I couldn’t even raise my arm. My eyes suddenly weighed a ton again. I was so over this. I felt horrible. I probably looked it too. The room spun, and I my limbs got lighter and lighter, like they were going to lift and I’d float off. Snuggling into the sofa with a throw pillow, I drifted.
It only felt like minutes later when I was woken up by the bravest human on earth. I don’t come out of sleep gracefully. This had better be good. “What?” I growled. Blake’s very amused expression was the first thing I saw when I reluctantly opened my eyes.
His eyes lit up and he grinned. “Your shirt.”
I propped myself up on one elbow and looked down. My shirt was still on, so I didn’t know what he was going on about. “What? My what, Blake?”
“It’s…” He traced his finger along my hip bone, where my shirt had ridden up an inch or two, showing a small slice of skin. Oh. I tried to breathe normally, but my senses were on overload. His intense gaze was all I could see, and that woody, masculine aftershave was all I could smell. His fingertip trailing over my skin tickled and left me breathless.
I looked around to see if anyone else was awake. Kyle and Aaron were sprawled and snoring on the floor. Courtney and Josh were nowhere to be seen, probably upstairs. Hypocrites. “You woke me up to touch my stomach?” I asked as calmly as I could.
“No, I woke you up to see if you’ve known me long enough to let me take you to bed yet.”
No, he hasn’t, but I can feel all logic jumping right out of the window. I’ve never wanted someone I barely knew before, but Blake is different.
My eyebrows shot up in shock, but my heart raced with excitement. I didn’t know Blake, not really, but I couldn’t get my brain to function well enough to convince me of that. Before I could reply, Blake’s lips touched mine, and that was when logical thought ended. I let him take me upstairs.