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Beth Bolden hits all the right notes with this compelling fairy tale

yoursforeverafter ebook smallerYours, Forever After by Beth Bolden

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

In a complete departure from her usual writings, Beth Bolden visits the world of the fairy tale.

With Yours, Forever After, she gives the reader an utterly compelling and truly delightful romance between a naive young Prince and a world-weary jaded man who’s long given up on his royal birth.

Throw in a sarcastic and snooty unicorn and this has all the makings of a wonderful tale of heroes and villains, great adventures, slow burn romance and that’s what you get.

From Gray’s initial scepticism and unwillingness to get involved, to the sly manipulation that the King of Unicorns performs on his unwitting heroes, to the great bunch of side characters who appear along the way, Beth delivers.

I will declare an interest here, as I was once again lucky enough to be a beta reader for Beth, but there were very little suggestions to make because the pacing of this book takes the reader through from the hesitant first exchanges and into an exciting ride which sees all the hallmark moments you’d expect from a fairy story.

I do hope there’s more in this world as I’d love to see what happens next for Grey and Rory and I rather miss the imperious tone of Evrard telling everyone what to do and how to behave as they head off into the mountains to find a hidden treasure which turns out to be something rather more than just that.

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A lovely retelling of a classic fairy tale

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My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I do love me a good fairy tale and this twist on the classic Snow White is as lovely as the cover which graces it.

Riley Hart and Christina Lee write magic together, whether it be contemporary or this somewhat whimsical reinterpretation in which the Huntsman doesn’t just leave his captive in the forest, but instead takes him home and falls in love.

Their interpretation of the seven dwarves of fairy tale fame make up a disparate family who are all bound together by the Huntsman’s kind heart and unfailing devotion to justice.

In Ansil and Orien we get a classic slow burn, frenemies to lovers age gap romance with a little bit of a medieval feel in this world which isn’t quite total fantasy but isn’t urban either.

They are two quite different characters but eventually see inside each other, deep into the souls of what makes them special, and it’s super sweet.

The bad guy plot works well, it’s the typical evil stepmother scenario only switched genders and an extra complication added and it works to bring the necessary tensions into what had been a fairly even-keeled narrative.

I hope they carry on with this series and look at some of the more obscure fairy tales.

And, as a PS: This gorgeous illustration by Sarah Jo Creene is just as lovely as the one which Jay Aheer did for Ever After. They both fully represent the lovely stories inside the cover.

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Review Tour: Honeythorn by Marina Vivancos

Honeythorn | Marina Vivancos

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Length: 58,000 words approx.

Cover Design: Natasha Snow

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Blurb

Omega Milan Pryor knows his duty. He must travel North through the continent towards the snow, the cold, and his new betrothed.

They say that Lord Alpha Raphael Ledford, the man he is to marry, is as artic as the weather of his land. But Milan has always been an optimist. Perhaps he might find friendship in the arranged marriage. Even love.

It doesn’t take long for Milan to realize that all the rumours about Lord Raphael are true. Reclusive, distant, frigid. Milan finds himself unwelcome in what he must now call his new home. He’s used to fighting for what he wants—but can he survive a husband as cruel as Lord Raphael?

Being bonded to one who rejects you is a painful thing. Will Milan be able to win his husband’s regard?

What terrible secret is Lord Raphael keeping, and will Milan be able to discover it before it’s too late?

Or will Milan perish along with his heart?

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About the Author

When Marina was a child she couldn’t sleep. Night after dissolving night she just couldn’t sleep. Nothing much worked – until she started making up stories in her head. Suddenly, the transition into unconsciousness was a smooth dive into calm waters.

Marina is currently in a period of sleepless upheaval, and she hopes writing down the stories in her head will cast the same spell it did decades ago.

Marina hopes to write in a variety of romance sub-genres, from contemporary to supernatural to sci-fi. Her style, however, tends to focus on character-centred stories that explore different facets of the human experience, such as mental health.

She also enjoys writing explicit, drawn-out sex scenes, so expect those to be a prominent feature of her stories.

Marina tends to keep to herself unless prompted, so don’t be shy in approaching her!

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Release Blitz: Honeythorn by Marina Vivancos

Honeythorn | Marina Vivancos

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Buy Links:

Amazon US | Amazon UK

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Length: 58,000 words approx.

Cover Design: Natasha Snow

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Blurb

Omega Milan Pryor knows his duty. He must travel North through the continent towards the snow, the cold, and his new betrothed.

They say that Lord Alpha Raphael Ledford, the man he is to marry, is as artic as the weather of his land. But Milan has always been an optimist. Perhaps he might find friendship in the arranged marriage. Even love.

It doesn’t take long for Milan to realize that all the rumours about Lord Raphael are true. Reclusive, distant, frigid. Milan finds himself unwelcome in what he must now call his new home. He’s used to fighting for what he wants—but can he survive a husband as cruel as Lord Raphael?

Being bonded to one who rejects you is a painful thing. Will Milan be able to win his husband’s regard?

What terrible secret is Lord Raphael keeping, and will Milan be able to discover it before it’s too late?

Or will Milan perish along with his heart?

About the Author

When Marina was a child she couldn’t sleep. Night after dissolving night she just couldn’t sleep. Nothing much worked – until she started making up stories in her head. Suddenly, the transition into unconsciousness was a smooth dive into calm waters.

Marina is currently in a period of sleepless upheaval, and she hopes writing down the stories in her head will cast the same spell it did decades ago.

Marina hopes to write in a variety of romance sub-genres, from contemporary to supernatural to sci-fi. Her style, however, tends to focus on character-centred stories that explore different facets of the human experience, such as mental health.

She also enjoys writing explicit, drawn-out sex scenes, so expect those to be a prominent feature of her stories.

Marina tends to keep to herself unless prompted, so don’t be shy in approaching her!

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Another otherworldly romance from Marina

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by Marina Vivancos

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I love the way Marina Vivancos writes.

It’s difficult to describe but there is very much an otherworldly nature to it, as if you’re peeking through a veil into another land.

With this Omegaverse romance she takes the Alpha/Omega trope and gives it a fantasy setting which an interesting mix of a feudal type of society but with advanced steampunk machinery and an element of bonded mates to tie it together.

There’s no mPreg in this one, but there are heats and in the North – the land where Milan goes to wed his Alpha Raphael in an arranged political alliance – those heats can be dangerous when past hurts are allowed to influence the present.

For a while I wasn’t sure where this narrative was going, were we going to get a Jekyll and Hyde scenario? Was Raphael under some kind of curse?

I won’t spoil what the outcome is but I will say I loved Milan, his heart was as open as his nature was kind and there’s a great set of secondary characters in this world where the Alphas aren’t always the top of the chain and omegas are valued for their skills and abilities.

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Book Blitz: Kissing Princeton Charming by C.M. Seabrook & Frankie Love

Kissing Princeton Charming | C.M. Seabrook & Frankie Love

Publication date: January 17th 2019

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

We have reputations for a reason.

His?

Spencer Beckett: Princeton Charming. Ivy League Playboy. Rich AF.

Hers?

Charlotte Hayes: Campus sweetheart. Virgin. Working her booty off to get through this last semester.

When a bet pushes these two together it’s fire and ice … and Charlotte is melting.

Fast.

But Charlotte has a chip on her shoulder. She doesn’t believe that fairy tales exist in the real world.

One kiss tells her this is a bad idea.

Two kisses tells her he’s too good to be true.

Three kisses and she’s royally screwed.

Spencer Beckett might be everyone else’s Prince Charming but can he sweep this princess off her feet.

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Frankie Love writes filthy-sweet stories about bad boys and mountain men.

As a thirty-something mom who is ridiculously in love with her own bearded hottie, she believes in love-at-first-sight and happily-ever-afters.

She also believes in the power of a quickie.

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Amazon bestselling author C.M. Seabrook writes hot, steamy romances with possessive bad boys, and the passionate, fiery women who love them.
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New Release Blitz: Finding Aurora by Rebecca Langham

Finding Aurora | Rebecca Langham

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: December 24, 2018

Heat Level: 1 – No Sex

Pairing: Female/Female

Length: 20,500

Genre: Fantasy, royalty, magic, action, fantasy, fairy tale

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Aurora Rose slumbers in the city of Oldpass, a cursed kingdom once allied with Grimvein. The victim of a malicious spell, she is powerless to control her own fate. At least, that’s how the story goes.

Now, as Grimvein faces attack, Prince Amir has been tasked with the life-threatening rescue of Aurora, his parents hopeful he will marry the princess and secure safety for their kingdom. Talia, the strongest spellcaster in the known lands, protects and guides the prince in his quest to save a woman that threatens to change their lives forever.

In finding Aurora, the pair will realise the truth about themselves and each other, coming to understand just what—and who—they really want in life.

Excerpt

Finding Aurora
Rebecca Langham © 2018
All Rights Reserved

I doubt there was even one person in Grimvein who hadn’t heard the story of the sleeping princess. There were those who claimed she’d died a century ago and the curse was merely a story to maintain hope of her well-being. Amir and I knew better. Somewhere beneath the layers of magic and goddess-knew-how-many demonic guardians in Oldpass, Princess Aurora Rose slept. The problem was getting to her.

“Looks like the map was accurate.” Amir tucked the frayed parchment inside his leather vest and then stepped closer to the colossal boulder in front of us. “This entry is well concealed. Most people would walk right by without realising.”

I had to agree. We were deep within the forest to the east of Oldpass. The path we’d been following for over a week had disappeared hours earlier, replaced by mossy undergrowth and grasses. The sweet scent of drenched wisteria had been overpowering, though not as overpowering as the menacing darkness that seemed to swallow natural sounds one would expect to hear in such a place. No birds twittering. No dripping condensation. Not even so much as a rustling branch. If not for Amir’s orienteering skill and the importance of our quest, I’d have turned back.

“Does it open the old-fashioned way, Highness?” I indicated the door with my chin. Embedded in the rock and camouflaged, the ingress was almost unnoticeable, but we could make out the bevelled edges.

I sensed no magic surrounding the rock formation, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t any. I might have been one of the strongest casters in the five kingdoms, but I was still mortal. There’s only so much one person confined by flesh can know. Or see. Or do.

Amir ran his hand through his shoulder-length black hair. His rather wonderful, lustrous, shoulder-length black hair.

“Let’s see.” He pressed both his palms against the smooth surface, bracing his feet against the leaf-covered ground. Something whirred deep inside the boulder and clicked as though a latch had been released. He stepped back as the rectangular slab skulked off to the side, like a sword disappearing into its sheath. “It appears the answer would be yes, it does open the old-fashioned way. Sort of.”

“I must admit, I had my doubts.”

“As did I,” he replied, scratching at the stubble on his chin. In all the years I’d been acquainted with the prince, he’d always been clean-shaven, and the rugged growth on his face, as charming as it looked, seemed to irritate him more and more. “It seems too convenient there could be an underground passage that would take us beneath the outer walls.” His hands held on to the rock as he leaned forward, peering inside. His soft leather boots gripped his defined calves as he did. “It’s quite dark in here. Do you have that magnificent bauble of yours?” He withdrew from the opening and turned to face me.

I gaped at him. “Prince Amir, the moonbeam stone is no mere bauble. And yes, of course I do. I’ll let the honour of first entry be yours.”

He bowed slightly, his hand over his heart. “Why, thank you, caster.” He returned his attention to the opening. “In we go.”

I followed him closely as we left the fresh air and crunching leaves of the forest behind. Inside, the darkness was thick and the air acrid. I slipped my moonbeam stone out of a pouch clipped to my belt. With a thought, I willed it to life. A soft yellow light emanated from the stone.

“Oh no,” I said. As though the enclosed room had heard me, the door behind us slid outward from its cavity, closing fast and hard.

“It seems we’re trapped.” Typical Amir. Always so calm. He walked around the room. “But surely there is a way from here into the tunnel. This must be a kind of annex.” I admired the fact that no matter how hopeless or scared Amir might have felt, he was always able to focus on the task at hand, putting his feelings aside until a more appropriate time presented itself.

“Mmmhmm.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, willing away the tension that had taken up residence there. I grabbed the small flask attached to my belt, just above my left hip. The water soothed my throat and afforded a distraction from the momentary sense of panic.

“Talia, I need your help over here,” Amir said. His voice was steady, but the shade of his cheeks betrayed bubbling anxiety.

“Yes, Highness.” I took one more sip of water from my flask, clipped it onto my leather belt, and wiped my forehead with the back of my hand. By the goddess, that place was hot. I wondered if we might have found the first level of the underworld rather than the subterranean passageway into Oldpass.

“That’s twice in as many minutes,” Amir said, gently elbowing me as I joined him. “I keep telling you to stop calling me that. We’ve been travelling together for over two weeks. The formalities are unnecessary by now, wouldn’t you agree?” He smiled, and I couldn’t help but smile back. As the Leading Caster of Grimvein, I’d been assigned to help Amir on a journey the public needed to believe he’d taken on his own. So far, my magical services had been of little use, aside from starting a few campfires when we were especially impatient to eat our evening meal.

“Yes, Highness.” I bit my lower lip. “Amir. Sorry, it’s a force of habit.”

Meet the Author

Rebecca Langham lives in the Blue Mountains (Australia) with her partner, three children, and menagerie of pets. A Xenite, a Whovian and all-round general nerd, she’s a lover of science fiction, comic books, and caffeine.

When she isn’t teaching History to high schoolers or wrangling children, Rebecca enjoys playing broomball and reading.

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