Days of Reign


Days of Reign by Elisa Hansen

Zelenka is an outcast. Tormented by the harsh rules and punishments of Eldon, she will soon be imprisoned in the horrifying government factories. Her lover, the charismatic Fraco, may be her one chance to escape. But Zelenka is drawn to the dangerous and elusive world of the Amaryllians. Only through them can she triumph in her two dreams: freedom, and survival.

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About the Author

Growing up in Melbourne, Australia, Elisa Hansen was curious about other worlds. The travel bug bit her young, and she spent her early years with a pack on her back and hiking boots on her feet. Beyond exploring and writing, she loves to dance, cook, eat, learn other languages, and paint.


My Review

5 stars

Eldon is a planet that controls its people with religion and a broken moral code. Women are nothing more than property, barely educated. At the age of 19 they must marry or are sent to factories where they will birth children until they die. Zelenka is a special girl. Her parents married for love and have taught her so much more than is allowed. On her 19th birthday she hopes to marry a man for love but he turns her down. Other information comes to her and she becomes desperate to escape Eldon.

Amaryllis is near Eldon and has grown as a peace loving world. Zelenka dreams of escaping to Amaryllis and has an opportunity when she meets Fianna. But Amaryllis is not all perfect and comes bearing its own problems. But Zelenka is not safe on Amaryllis, she is being hunted and this is going to put the whole planet in trouble.

This is an amazing story. Eldon is Earth after it has been nearly destroyed. It is a pit of corruption with the world polluted both physically and spiritually. I felt for Zelenka and the horrible future that she is faced with, especially after she learns the fate of one of her friends. She dreams for a better world but, as the saying goes, the grass is not always greener on the other side of the fence.

The real thing that got to me was the world building. Eldon is this dystopian world that has become broken and damaged and knows nothing but violence and death.  Amaryllis is a peaceful utopian world yet no real defense against serious injuries or attack. It makes you really thing about the things that could go wrong in both of these worlds especially when one never thinks or has a plan for worst case scenarios.

This is a fantastic read and the ending makes it feel like there may be a sequel but I am not seeing anything. I would love to read a sequel so fingers crossed.

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The Iron Flower


The Iron Flower (The Black Witch Chronicles – 2) by Laurie Forest

Elloren Gardner and her friends were only seeking to right a few wrongs, but their actions have propelled them straight into the ranks of the realm-wide Resistance against Gardnerian encroachment. As the Resistance struggles against the harsh rulings of High Priest Marcus Vogel and the Mage Council, Elloren begins to realize that none of the people she cares about will be safe if Gardneria seizes control of the Western Realm.

With tensions heating up in Verpacia, more and more Gardnerian soldiers continue to descend upon the university…led by none other than Lukas Grey, now commander of the newly rebuilt Fourth Division base. Though Elloren tries to keep him at arm’s length, Lukas is determined to wandfast to her, convinced that she has inherited her grandmother’s magic—the prophesied power of the Black Witch. As his very nearness seems to awaken a darkness inside her, Elloren finds it more and more difficult to believe that she’s truly powerless, as her uncle always claimed.

Caught between her growing feelings for the rebellious Yvan Guriel and the seductive power offered by Lukas Grey, Elloren must find a way to stay true to what she knows is right and protect everyone she loves…even if that means protecting them from herself.

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Laurie Forest

About the Author

Laurie Forest lives deep in the backwoods of Vermont where she sits in front of a wood stove drinking strong tea and dreaming up tales full of dryads, dragons and wands. The Black Witch (Book 1.0, The Black Witch Chronicles – OUT NOW) & Wandfasted (Book 0.5, The Black Witch Chronicles Prequel) are her first published novels. Coming in 2018 are Light Mage (Book 1.5, The Black Witch Chronicles) & The Iron Flower (Book 2.0, The Black Witch Chronicles). She is currently ensconced in the woods, hard at work on The Shadow Dryad (Book 3.0, The Black Witch Chronicles).

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My Review

3 stars

Elloren Gardner is the granddaughter of the last Black Witch but has no powers of her own. She has also lived a semi sheltered life and is unaware of a lot of the various races except for her small village teachings. She has learned the hard way that the Gardnerian’s have abuse and exploited these races over the years especially with the help of her grandmother. Now the various races are ready to fight back to gain their freedom.

Elloren has been verbally and physically abused since she looks just like her grandmother and that she is a Gardnerian. But she has had enough of how the other races have been treated and joins the resistance to help fight with them. But she also has her own challenges to face. The mage counsel has deemed it that anyone not wand fasted by 16 years of age will be fasted to whom they deem fit, Aunt Vyvian is going to get her wish one way or another.

I would have had no problem with this book if that is the main content. But I have to say the whole love triangle with Yvan got to be so irritating. I’m not a fan of love triangles anyway but this one just bogged the story down. I almost just put the book down then. But I persisted and the story did get better.

I will say that there were some unexpected moments that kept things interesting and the ending was a surprise. That was a good twist although I kinda had that one pegged. Overall it continued the story on from The Black Witch and expanded the world a little. I don’t know if I want to continue this series, I’m going to have to think about it for a little bit.

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Fountain Dead


Fountain Dead by Theresa Braun

Expected Publication: November 20th, 2018

Genre: Mature YA Horror/ Paranormal

Publisher: Unnerving Press

Mark is uprooted from his home and high school in the Twin Cities and forced to move with his family into a Victorian in Nowhere-ville. Busy with the relocation and fitting in, Mark’s parents don’t see what’s unfolding around them—the way rooms and left behind objects seem alive with a haunted past.

Of course, Mark keeps his ghostly encounters to himself, all the while sinking deeper into the house’s dark, alluring, and ultimately terrifying history. As romantic entanglements intensify, the paranormal activity escalates. Past and present come together. Everything is connected—from the bricks in the walls to the hearts beating in their chests, all the secrets of Fountain Dead are finally unearthed.

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Emma sensed the shockwaves of the earthquake before it struck. The air fizzled with rage.          

If Sasha hadn’t run off to get married while Emma was away, the maidservant might’ve proven a heroic buffer to what was to come. Emma missed working alongside her assistant. Now even more than ever. 

Emma’s underarms dampened, despite the chill seeping in through the windows. Her trembling hands fiddled with the tray of bandages, ointments, and miscellaneous implements as she mimicked organizing them. When would she get Jonathan alone to update him on her trip? She wondered if having already spoken to him would’ve done any good at the moment. 

The door thwacked open. 

Riley stormed into the room and menaced beside her. 

She straightened her spine to avoid cowering. 

His gravelly voice indicated a control of his anger. “Remember what I told you?” 

As he neared, Emma’s knees locked, her eyes closed. Where was Jonathan? The entire house had fallen eerily still. God, where was Hugh? Was he ever returning home? 

“You’re coming with me.” 

His directive left no room for resistance. 

“This is as good a time as any to tell you your precious brother’s dead. So you can get it out of your head that he’ll come rescue you. He ain’t ever coming back. And, Pa, well—”

Emma still hadn’t turned to acknowledge him. Even if she did, he’d merely be a haze of color through her tears. The need to know what happened to Hugh attacked her like a swarm of bees. A desperate sadness was the brutal sting. Could the news be accurate? Or was it the cruelest invention meant to debilitate her? She shamefully wished Riley had been the one to die. Tempted to rectify that, she lamented her pistol lay back in her bedroom.   

When she didn’t move, he seized her by the arm. 

Noticing her attention on the dark object in his other hand, Riley raised it to her face and twirled it between his fingers. 

It was Jonathan’s pipe. Had he not taken it with him that next morning? Did Riley discover it in her room? Is that what this was about? 

When her brother jerked Emma away, the tray of medical supplies crashed to the floor. Her feet stumbled along through the dining room, into the kitchen, and then down the stairs into the basement. The Mason jars of blood, fluids, and organs stared at her from the shelves, in commiseration, or condemnation. She couldn’t fathom either.   

The metal door to the safe gaped wide like a broken jaw. 

Her arms and fingers numbed.

Riley shoved her sidelong through the open maw, into the remnant of daylight within. 

Praying he’d have a last minute change of heart, Emma faced him, her eyes pleading. 

“You better not be carrying that red-devil’s spawn—or I’ll do you like I did that squaw. Don’t think I won’t.”

What was he talking about? One of his war atrocities? Could she be pregnant—the thought hadn’t occurred to her.

“Please,” she begged as the door banged shut, the light snuffing out.

“Think about what you’ve done, you whore.” 

He spun the combination lock. The clatter and clicks equaled the lit fuse on a stick of dynamite.  

Emma battered the door. “Let me out.”

Riley’s stifled yelling thundered on the other side.

“Please.” Her cheek smashed against the frigid iron.

The tramping of his boots overwhelmed her sobs.


About the Author

Hmmm. What’s this? Looks like Ms. Braun left her computer on and her Goodreads bio open.

This should be fun.

What can we say about Theresa? I mean other than the fact that she’s weirdly obsessed with smiley faces :-). Like, seriously obsessed >:-*. It’s kinda scary :-O.

I think she thinks she’s from Renaissance England or Venice or something. I never could figure out which one it was. (She’s really bad at doing accents.)

She likes romance novels and crime TV, which are pretty much the same thing when you think about it. Ha! Am I right?

She has a hell of a singing voice. Seriously. It’s, like, seventh circle of hell bad.

She likes editing. A lot. Just wait till she get’s a load a this.

Cats. Shoes. Chips and salsa. In that order.

Yeah, that last part didn’t make sense to me either.

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My Review

5 Stars

Mark’s parents have decided to move to an amazing Victorian in the middle of nowhere. Of course it has torn Mark away from the love of his life and turned everything on its head. But Mark discovers things are off in this house and the hauntings are more than just stories.

At the same time we learn about Emma, whose family built the house, in 1862. She has been taken from the love of her life and her father has decided that she is to marry whom they chose. Emma would rather teach than marry. But then things go wrong for her family and we learn how she and a bunch of ghosts are tied to the house.

I loved this story. Mark is a typical kid from 1988 and heartbroken. Yet I loved Emma too. She is such a strong girl for the time. What happens to her is horrible yet made me even more invested in the story hoping Mark could help her. This is the first book I have read of Theresa Braun’s but it will not be the last one.

If you are looking for a paranormal story, look no further. Fountain Dead is a great read and one I recommend.

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Be Careful What You Joust For (Pentavia – 1) by Ryan Hauge & Ivy Smoak

The fiercest knights in the realm are coming together to compete in the Joust for Arwin’s Lance, a tournament that will divide even the closest alliances. The winner alone will have the power to start or prevent a war from unfolding across the peaceful lands of Pentavia.

House Hornbolt, a prominent family that desires peace above all else, is hosting the tournament. The Hornbolt’s have always been strict followers of tradition. The first born son wears the armor of a knight. The second takes the priestly Oath of Arwin. And the daughters get married off to the most eligible suitors.

The eldest son is the favorite to win the tournament. But the rest of the Hornbolts aren’t as eager to follow the paths laid out for them. What if the second born wants to be a knight too? And what if the eldest daughter just gave her heart to a common thief?

Customs are meant to be broken. But that’s not all that threatens to shatter House Hornbolt, not when a secret deeper than the late king’s grave is unearthed right before the joust.

The fate of Pentavia hangs in the balance as war becomes imminent. And the scales are about to tip.

One wrong move and everything could fall to pieces.

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Ryan Hauge

About the Author

Ryan Hauge is the author of the highly anticipated Pentavia fantasy series. Drawing inspiration from his toy business and the countless computer games he grew up playing, he weaves tales of mystery and intrigue.

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My Review

5 stars

Pentavia is a peaceful land yet war is starting to creep into its boarders. House Hornbolt has decided to host a Joust for Armin’s Lance. This will decide who will lead Pentavia to war or peace. But there is a whole lots of secrets, plots, and plans that are going into this tournament. The story revolves more around the Hornbolt family but there are a few others added in.

This story is based around the joust to determine the fate of the land, but there is no much more happening in the Hornbolt family and the competing families. For the Hornbolt’s I find it amazing how a family can be close yet know absolutely nothing about each other and their personal desires.

As for the rest of the families in the joust, it’s hard to figure out who is looking out for the kingdom and who wants the power for their own gains. About the only thing that I could complain about would be that I wish I could have learned more about the actual tournament.

Over all this is a great read and perfect start to the series. Of course it ends in a killer cliff hanger that is going to have you longing for the next book in the series.

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The Vampire Knitting Club

The Vampire Knitting Club

by Nancy Warren

on Tour October 15 – November 16, 2018


The Vampire Knitting Club by Nancy Warren

At a crossroads between a cringe-worthy past (Todd the Toad) and an uncertain future (she’s not exactly homeless, but it’s close), Lucy Swift travels to Oxford to visit her grandmother. With Gran’s undying love to count on and Cardinal Woolsey’s, Gran’s knitting shop, to keep her busy, Lucy can catch her breath and figure out what she’s going to do.

Except it turns out that Gran is the undying. Or at least, the undead. But there’s a death certificate. And a will, leaving the knitting shop to Lucy. And a lot of people going in and out who never use the door—including Gran, who is just as loving as ever, and prone to knitting sweaters at warp speed, late at night. What exactly is going on?

When Lucy discovers that Gran did not die peacefully in her sleep, but was murdered, she has to bring the killer to justice without tipping off the law that there’s no body in the grave. Between a hot 800-year-old vampire and a dishy detective inspector, both of whom always seem to be there for her, Lucy finds her life getting more complicated than a triple cable cardigan. The only one who seems to know what’s going on is her cat … or is it … her familiar?

First in a new series of paranormal cozy mysteries!


Book Details:

Genre: Paranormal Cozy Mystery
Published by: Ambleside Publishing
Publication Date: September 2018
Number of Pages: 250
ISBN:13 9781981498970
Series: The Vampire
Knitting Club #1
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Cardinal Woolsey’s knitting shop has appeared on postcards celebrating the quaint views of Oxford, of which there are many. But when a visitor has tired of writing ‘wish you were here’ on the back of pictures of the various colleges, the dreaming spires, and the dome of the Radcliffe Camera, a cozy little shop painted blue, brimming with baskets of wool and hand-knit goods, can be so much more inviting.

My grandmother Agnes Bartlett owned the knitting shop and I was on my way to visit after spending a very hot month at a dig site in Egypt visiting my archeologist parents.

Gran was always ready to wrap her warm arms around me and tell me everything was going to be all right. I needed comforting after discovering my boyfriend of two years Todd had stuck his salami in someone else’s sandwich. I referred to him now as my ex-boyfriend The Toad. I was thinking about Gran’s wisdom, her hugs and her home made gingersnaps, when I started to feel as though cold, wet fingers were walking down the back of my neck.

My wheeled suitcase clanked and rattled behind me along the cobblestones of Harrington Street as I looked around, wondering what had caused the heebie-jeebies.

The October day was chilly and crisp and, in the mid-afternoon, the street was busy with shoppers, tourists and students. Church bells chimed three o’clock. When I glanced ahead, I saw my beloved Gran. She wore a black skirt, sensible shoes and one of her hand-knit cardigans, this one in orange and blue. She was walking with a glamorous woman in her sixties whom I didn’t recognize. I thought Gran looked confused and my hackles immediately rose. The glamor puss was holding an umbrella over Gran’s head, even though the day was dry and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.

I waved and called, “Gran!” moving faster so my suitcase began to bounce.

I was sure they saw me, but as I sped toward them, they veered down a side street. What on earth? I lifted my case and began to run; though my case was so heavy it was more of a grunting stagger.

“Gran!” I yelled again. I stopped at the bottom of the road where I’d last seen them. There was no one there. A dry, shriveled leaf tumbled toward me and from a window ledge a small, black cat regarded me with what looked like pity. Otherwise, the street was empty.

“Agnes Bartlett!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

I stood, panting. The side street was lined with a mixture of half-timbered cottages and Victorian row houses, all clearly residential. Gran hadn’t popped into a shop and would soon emerge. She was visiting in one of those homes, presumably. I wondered if it belonged to her friend.

Well, there was no point standing there. I’d go to Cardinal Woolsey’s and wait for Gran there. Her assistant, Rosemary, would be running the shop and I could let myself into the upstairs flat and unpack while I waited for my grandmother to return.

I retraced my steps, but when I reached the entrance to the quaint shop and tried the door, it didn’t open. I tried again, pushing harder, before my other senses kicked in and I realized that no lights were on inside.

A printed sign hung on the windowed front door. It said, “Cardinal Woolsey’s is closed until further notice.” At the bottom was a phone number.

Closed until further notice?

Gran never closed the shop outside her regular closing days. And if she had, where was her assistant?

I stood on the sidewalk that feeling came again, like cold fingers on the nape of my neck.


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Author Bio:

Nancy Warren

Nancy Warren is the USA Today bestselling author of more than 60 novels including the Toni Diamond cozy mystery series.

She shares her time between Victoria, British Columbia, and Bath in the UK.

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My Review

5 stars

Lucy Swift is a turning point in her life. Trying to figure out where to go from here she decides to visit her grandmother in Oxford. But when she arrives she learns that her grandmother passed away weeks earlier and no one could get in touch with her. Lucy learns that she has inherited the knitting shop with conditions.

But then things take a turn for the weird when she sees her grandmother and realizes that she was murdered and now is a vampire. It’s up to Lucy to find her grandmother’s killer. But it is not going to be easy as she fights with an employee and her son, tries to not tip off the local cops that there is no body in her grandmother’s grave, and keeping herself from jumping the hot cop or vampire.

This is a great cozy mystery with a paranormal twist. I loved Lucy, she is at the turning point in her life where she can’t stay where she is at but has no idea where she wants to go. I find it ironic that a woman that couldn’t knit a stitch finds herself running a knitting store. But there is a great mystery here that is going to keep you guessing until the end. It also helps that there are two sexy guys that are there to help distract you from the story.

I’m a crafter and do a little knitting, I’m more of a crocheter, and I loved this book. This is a great start to the series and has me hooked. I can’t wait to see what happens in future books.

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Phoenix by Jessica Wayne

Release date: November 9th, 2018

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Aɴᴀsᴛᴀsɪᴀ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴘʟᴀɢᴜᴇᴅ ʙʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

Countless nights she’s awoken coated in sweat, unable to shake the feeling that someone was coming for her.

Bᴜᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?

Her world is turned upside-down when dreams become reality and a violent attack rips her away from the man she loves, landing her in a world parallel to her own.

Iɴ Tᴇʀʀᴇɴɪᴀ, Aɴᴀsᴛᴀsɪᴀ ᴍᴜsᴛ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ.

As she struggles to come to terms with her new reality, she discovers she doesn’t have much time. Terrenia is on the brink of a war that could easily destroy not only this world, but Earth as well, and only one person holds the key.

Aɴᴀsᴛᴀsɪᴀ ᴍᴜsᴛ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʟʟ.


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About the Author

Jessica Wayne was born and raised in southern California where she and her family trained horses. She grew up traveling to different competitions, as well as showing sheep and rabbits for 4-H and the FFA.

After moving to Texas with her family, Jessica joined the Army National Guard where she served for seven years.

From the moment her grandmother introduced her to Nora Roberts’ wonderful world of romance, Jessica knew she wanted to create her own stories and share them with the world.

She has been writing full time for the past four years and is a stay at home mom. She currently resides in Texas with her husband, their two children, and their dog.

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Bodies littered the ground before her, their eyes forever unblinking, frozen in fear. The sky thundered and rain poured down, diluting the blood-splattered ground.

“Hello?” Anastasia called, searching for anyone who might have survived. What happened? Why was everyone dead?

Her lungs burned as she ran through the destruction of what had once been her city. Buildings had crumbled to nothing but chunks of brick, and it took nearly all her concentration to make it safely through the rubble.

“Hello?” she screamed as loud as she could, her throat burning from the force. “Is there anyone left?” Her gaze landed on a man lying face down, his dark hair matted with blood. She approached slowly, each step taking her closer to what she prayed wasn’t reality.

“Dakota?” she whispered, kneeling beside him. She rolled his body over and cried out. “No!” Anastasia lifted his head into her lap and cradled her best friend. What the hell had happened?


She turned toward the sound quickly, raising her fists in the air. A man stood before her wearing a crimson robe. His mouth in a tight line, he narrowed his silver eyes. Dark hair cut short and greying at the temples, he resembled one of the professors at the college, but she didn’t recognize him.

“What happened?” she asked.

“You happened.”

Her stomach twisted. “What do you mean? I didn’t do anything!”

The man snickered. “You did everything!”

“Who are you?” She held her ground, determined to protect Dakota even now that he was no longer breathing.

“I will be your death.”

The Harbinger

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TheHarbinger CoverThe Harbinger (Book #1)

Genre: Reverse Harem/ Fantasy

Expected Publication Date: November 5th, 2018


The rules of the Second, a list by Faith Blackwell.

One: technology doesn’t work. The Second doesn’t need electricity when it has magic. Two: don’t trust anyone. The Second’s races—the Elven, the Malus, the Ulen and the Dracon—are way too pretty to trust. Three: when someone tells you you’re the new Harbinger, believe them. Bad things happen if you don’t.

Back in the sixties, the last Harbinger permanently opened the gateways between Earth and the Second. Humanity grew accordingly. Faith is in her fifth year at the Academy, with her sight set on joining the Division, the branch of government that enforces what most law enforcement can’t, like smuggling goods between worlds. Following her mother’s footsteps has always been the plan.

Of course, she doesn’t want to follow them to a T. Her mother had awful luck with men, as did her grandma. Faith wouldn’t mind finding out what’s so special about a man that it has her quirky grandma swearing at them constantly. A field trip to the Second is just what she needs.

Being the first female Harbinger in the Second’s history and having to face down the realm’s most dangerous Dracon, also known as the ridiculously-named Dread King? Not what she needs.

Faith isn’t a hero. That sort of responsibility is not what she wants. The perks that come with it—like a sexy but infuriating Elf, a flirty Malus, and a quiet and pensive Ulen—well, maybe for them she’ll make an exception to her grandma’s no-man rule.

Maybe she’ll have them all.

The Harbinger is the first in a slow-burn, reverse harem fantasy series. Expect eventual hot and steamy scenes, coupled with the Chosen One trope, and a heroine who will reluctantly try to save a world that isn’t hers.

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The three males that had chosen willingly to follow in a hunter’s footsteps for a week were strong enough to string their bows, though their aiming power left much to be desired. On average, they hit their targets about one in…five.

Awful. Terrible. Light was aghast that these were supposed to be humanity’s so-called protectors.

When he was done with the men, he turned toward the final participant in his seven-day extravaganza. She was on her back, laying the sun, one arm draped across her face to shield her eyes from the light.

Was she sleeping?

Light was purposefully as quiet as he could be—which was near soundless—as he picked up the final unstrung bow and dropped it unceremoniously on her, landing it right on her stomach.

She jerked awake, blinking half a dozen times as she stared up at him. Her irises were of a pure, untainted green. They seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. They were only a level or two of intensity away from being exactly like Elven or Fae eyes. Their color…wasn’t ugly.

“That was rude,” she said, grabbing the bow and getting to her tiny feet. How did she walk on those?

“Perhaps you should not have fallen asleep during my lesson,” Light spoke, irate.

“Perhaps your lesson should not have been so boring,” she chimed, running a hand through her hair, which seemed more red than brown in the sun. “It’s memorization, buddy. Not that hard. It’s actually something I’m kind of good at.” She walked away from the two males who sat near her, studying the vellum, past the third who returned to the group after taking out the few of his arrows that made their target. “Now teach me how to shoot.”

Light smiled as he crossed his arms, the leather on his chest tight as he commanded, “I’ve already attached the bottom of the string. All you have to do is finish stringing it. It shouldn’t be too hard, since you seem to be so good at everything.”

Her bright green stare squinted at him, and for a quick moment, her eyes fell to his feet, traveling up him like she studied each part of his appearance. She stared at him too intently for his liking. Turning her back to him, she whispered, “Trust me, I’m not good at everything.” Her words probably had a hidden meaning, but Light did not care to inquire.

He watched her shoulders hunch as she sought to bend the bow—wrongly, of course—and somehow get the string to settle in the handmade notches Light had carved in them. He’d made all of the materials himself—yet another one of his punishments from the Court. That’s how he saw it, anyway.

After he laughed out loud, Light said, “Perhaps the funny one is not as strong as she thinks she is?”

She whirled to him, glowering, though the stern look did not reach her eyes. She didn’t really care about succeeding here, he could tell. “I never said I was strong. And my name—so you can stop calling me the funny one—is Faith.”


He’d have to make certain he tried hard to not remember it.

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My Review

5 stars

Many years ago, the last Harbinger opened a gateway between Earth and the Second. The Second is an alternate world populated by all things paranormal/fantasy. Since then Earth has had to adjust to the comings and goings of these creatures/races and had to create a police force to handle smuggling and illegal portals.

Enter Faith Blackwell. All she wants to do is graduate from the Academy and follow in her mother’s footsteps but cracking down on smugglers. But on a field trip to the Second she gets separated from her class, learns she is in way over her head, and that she is the new Harbinger, a human that will defeat the evil in the Second.

Faith is loud, obnoxious, and has this thing about breaking rules. I loved her! But of course her trouble has stuck her with an elf that clearly hates her. The banter between the two of them is hilarious, she truly is a girl after my own heart. But when she learns her fate she realizes this is serious and how much trouble she is in. But she is still willing to fight and do what needs to be done. It just helps that she has this sexy elf that is trying to fight feelings for her.

This is a great story with an amazing cast of characters, beautiful world, and a great story. I love how there is an attraction and tension without the insta love but so much potential for the whole Harbinger aspect along with a bunch of good looking men.

This is the first book of Candace Wondrak’s that I have read but it won’t be my last. I can’t wait to get my hands on the second book in this series and read her other works.

I received a complimentary copy of this book. I voluntarily chose to read and post an honest review.


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