Excerpt: The Orchid Throne (Forgotten Empires: Book 1) by Jeffe Kennedy

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As Queen of the island kingdom of Calanthe, Euthalia will do anything to keep her people free—and her secrets safe—from the mad tyrant who rules the mainland. Guided by a magic ring of her father’s, Lia plays the political game with the cronies the emperor sends to her island. In her heart, she knows that it’s up to her to save herself from her fate as the emperor’s bride. But in her dreams, she sees a man, one with the power to build a better world—a man whose spirit is as strong, and whose passion is as fierce as her own…


Conrí, former Crown Prince of Oriel, has built an army to overthrow the emperor. But he needs the fabled Abiding Ring to succeed. The ring that Euthalia holds so dear to her heart. When the two banished rulers meet face to face, neither can deny the flames of rebellion that flicker in their eyes—nor the fires of desire that draw them together. But in this broken world of shattered kingdoms, can they ever really trust each other? Can their fiery alliance defeat the shadows of evil that threaten to engulf their hearts and souls?


“Arise, Your Highness. The realm awaits the sun of Your presence.”

The ritual words cut through the thick smoke of the nightmare, bringing me awake with a start. A bad omen that I hadn’t come out of the dreams on my own—and a sign that gave the images the power to linger in my mind, stains refusing to be scrubbed clean.

The wolf fought its chains, howling in hoarse rage, shedding fire and ash.

The sea churned, bloodred and crimson dark, bones tossed in the waves, white as foam.

The tower fell into a pile of golden rubble, then to fine sand, the grains sliding against one another with soul-grinding whispered screams.

I loathe dreaming, where I have even less control than in the waking world. Calanthe Herself sings sweetly to me of the seas, the plants, and the creatures that walk Her soil. But outside our fragile island, the abandoned lands beyond cry like frightened children in the night. I can’t help them. It’s all I can do to protect Calanthe, and most days I despair of being able to do even that.

Still, with no one else to hear them, they call to me in chaotic images, the nightmares dashing me from one dark scenario to the next. No matter how the dreams plague me, I usually wake when the light of the rising sun reddens my eyelids. I keep my eyes closed, pretending to anyone who checks on me that I’m still asleep. Pulling the pieces of my composure together, I listen to the morning song of Calanthe. The birds sitting high in the canopy to catch the first warming rays of the sun show me the sky. The fish swimming in the sea speak of clean water and plentiful food. Even the trees, the flowers, the small insects in the soil all hum to me of their lives.

All reassure me of the balance, that Calanthe, at least, is peaceful and vital.

Only I and the land I’m tied to exist in that time after sleep and before true waking, in what I call the dreamthink, an almost enchanted bubble where I belong entirely to Calanthe. The emperor does not own me. The crying lands he’s orphaned are silent. My ladies have not yet woken me to wrenching reality and the trials of the day ahead.

Dreams always seem to me a terrible price to pay for the succor of sleep. Neither my naturalists nor my physicians seem to be able to explain the purpose of such dreams. And of course, Anure killed all the wizards, so I have none to tell me if magic can answer those nighttime screams. So without answers, and like the exorbitant tithes I’m forced to send to the emperor, I do pay the price, and nightly. The dreamthink is my reward, my time with Calanthe. A gift arising from waking Ejarat of the earth welcoming the return of Her husband, Sawehl of the sun. In the dreamthink, in Calanthe’s sweet communion, I can believe the old gods are with us still, that they haven’t abandoned us. That I have reason to hope.

“Euthalia, wake up. We’re ready,” Tertulyn whispered in my ear. My first lady-in-waiting, doing her duty as always. She couldn’t know she’d woken me from the nightmare instead of the dreamthink. Or that starting my day this way meant it would be certainly cursed.

No one believes in omens or curses anymore. Or hope, for that matter. In this, too, I am alone.

Euthalia is a mouthful, but no one calls me that except for Tertulyn so it doesn’t matter. Only Emperor Anure has the rank to address me by my given name, and I avoid conversation with His Imperial Nastiness to the best of my ability. Tertulyn has called me by my name since we were children, but only when no one can overhear, as etiquette demands.

As if she’d whispered them into my ear along with my name, the concerns of the realm immediately flooded my mind. The emperor’s emissary should have returned in the night and would want an audience with me—something I’d been dreading, as he never brought good news. Rumors had spread of slave uprisings, possibly even rebellion, as unlikely as that would be, that had the emperor both angry and insecure in his power. The worst possible combination in a man like him.

If I believed a rebellion could succeed, I would rejoice in the battle to come. But I had no hope of that. No one could defy Anure’s vast power and ability to destroy the least whimper of resistance, as all those kingless and queenless lands testified, crying their hopelessness to me every night.

No, such rumors meant the Imperial Tyrant would only tighten his fist—one that already strangled us nearly to death. The prospect of worse to come made me inexpressibly weary, and I hadn’t even gotten out of bed yet.

Nevertheless, I had to face the day. A realm awaited the sun of my presence, after all.

I opened my eyes and pasted a serene smile on my lips.

Tertulyn—already wigged, gowned, and decked in fresh flowers—stood a decorous three steps back from my bed, hands folded over her heart. All equally polished and lovely as morning dew, my five junior ladies awaited in a ring around her. They’d all been up since well before dawn to dress themselves before attending me. And yet their eyes sparkled as brightly as the birds that had shown me the sun on the sea, pretty painted lips curved in delighted smiles. Though I was only twenty-six, they made me feel old.

If a witch offered me a magic potion to remove the last ten years and restore my youth—and the innocent belief I’d had then, that my life would be a good one—I’d down it without question. Even if it meant my death the next day. No, that was a lie. I would never shirk my duty to Calanthe, not even for such a fantasy. Not without an heir to take my place. No matter how old and tired I felt.

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JEFFE KENNEDY is an award-winning, bestselling author who writes fantasy, fantasy romance, and contemporary romance. She serves on the Board of Directors for SFWA as a Director at Large. 

Her most recent works include Prisoner of the Crown and the upcoming Exile of the Seas, from her high fantasy trilogy from Rebel Base books, The Chronicles of Dasnaria, in the same world as her award-winning fantasy series The Twelve Kingdoms and The Uncharted Realms. She is a hybrid author, and also self-publishes a fantasy series, Sorcerous Moons. Her books have won the RT Reviewers’ Choice Best Fantasy Romance of 2015, been named Best Book of June 2014, and won RWA’s prestigious RITA® Award. 

She lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico, with two Maine coon cats, plentiful free-range lizards and a very handsome Doctor of Oriental Medicine.

Jeffe can be found online at her website: JeffeKennedy.com, every Sunday at the SFF Seven blog, on Facebook, on Goodreads and on Twitter @jeffekennedy.


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Book Blitz: Twisted Fates by Kitty Thomas

Twisted Fates 
by Kitty Thomas 
Publication date: September 17th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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“A twisted darkly erotic story that only Kitty Thomas could tell.” – Willow Winters, USA TODAY Bestselling Author

“With Twisted Fates, Kitty Thomas is at her best, creating an intensely emotional dark ride you won’t want to get off.”  — Anna Zaires, New York Times Bestselling Author of Twist Me 

When Lindsay Smith brought her to the house, it was to train and sell her. They both knew it. She’d agreed to this arrangement. She wanted to belong to someone. But Lindsay wanted her to be his.

Three days into her stay at the pleasure house, Shannon Foster’s life is forever destroyed by a sociopathic monster. Lindsay saved her life that day, but the scars bind her to the house without a future.

Now, eight years later, Lindsay saves her once again, only this time he’s playing for keeps.

NOTE: The books in the Pleasure House world are interlocking standalones. Each book has a full and complete ending with no cliffhangers and focuses on a different couple. These books can be read in any order the “series order” is the order of publication.


She realized suddenly that she was still crying. This agonizing sobbing sound was coming out of her, so foreign she kept forgetting it was her. How could she make those sounds? She was sure she’d cried every tear, felt every regret, ruminated and obsessed over every grudge.  She’d thought she was empty, done.

It was that emptiness that had finally brought her to the brink of her own demise. Yet here she was, the emotion spilling out, a never-ending fountain bubbling over with rage and pain. She flinched when he started to stroke her back. She flinched because she expected to feel him flinch when he touched her. She expected his fingertips to stutter and halt against the scars in revulsion. But they didn’t.

He touched her as if she were unbroken. 

“What do you need, Shannon?”

“Something you can’t give me.”

“You don’t know until you ask.”

She shook her head. “It can never be you.” Even though he was the only offer on the table. Even though he was the only one she’d wanted back when things were simple. 

The arousal cream continued on in its mission to drive her crazy, but her mind had become so far removed from sex that it acted as a dull background throb which she kept forgetting how to define because all she could think about was how this couldn’t happen with the doctor.

She couldn’t give herself to him like that—not in the way every last insane ounce of her wanted to. She couldn’t give in to the id. She’d made that mistake once. He’d already proven he wasn’t a man she could trust. 

He pressed warm soft kisses against her back, trailing up to her neck. He quietly untied her, then he sat beside her on the leather table and pulled her into his arms, his mouth finding hers, lingering there, softly at first, then hungrily as if he might devour her whole. She didn’t resist him. It felt too good. Even if she hated him. It was so late. She was so tired. 

He carried her up the stairs to his suite and laid her down on his giant bed in the plant room. Ralph was asleep in his cage though the parakeets still twittered quietly to each other. He covered the bird cages with a blanket, turned on a thunderstorm white noise machine, and then climbed into the bed with her.

Shannon barely breathed as he pulled her against him and wrapped an arm around her.

“What are we doing?” she whispered.

“We’re sleeping.”

“You know what I mean.”

“Sleep, kitten.”

She knew what he’d said in the dungeon about wanting her, and the kiss had felt real enough. And they’d shared a moment—she thought—but she couldn’t help thinking this was all some strange unconventional therapy that meant nothing beyond keeping her from killing herself. She couldn’t let herself believe it was anything more.

But if it was therapy, it might be working because suddenly dying was the last thought on her mind.


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KITTY THOMAS writes dark stories that play with power and have unconventional HEAs. She began publishing in early 2010 with her bestselling COMFORT FOOD and is considered one of the original authors of the dark romance subgenre.

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Blog Tour: Nemesis (Circuit Fae: Book 4) by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

Welcome to my spot on the Nemesis blog tour. Thank you for taking time to read my review. Please make sure to visit the other spots on the tour!!

4 Stars

by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge 
(Circuit Fae, #4) 
Published by: Monster House Books
Publication date: March 26th 2019
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult

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What would you do if your beloved girlfriend suddenly became your worst enemy? That dilemma’s all too real for Syl Skye.
As the last princess of the fair Fae, Syl is all things brightness and sun and white flame, but even though she’s Summer incarnate, she’s drawn to Rouen Rivoche, the dark Fae princess-assassin of the Winter Court.

They should be mortal enemies, but they’re best friends. Girlfriends. In love.

That is, until an old enemy puts Roue under a dark spell that makes her forget all about Syl, their lives and their love. Now Roue rules Dark Faerie as a cruel and cold Queen, and she wants nothing more than to destroy Syl and her fair Fae people.

Worse, both opposing Faerie realms stand on the brink of utter destruction, and only their queens, Syl and Rouen, can save them—and only if they can put their differences aside for two seconds and fight together as allies.

But how can you fight against an enemy when your true nemesis is on your team?


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Raised by witches and dragons in the northern wilds, GIE writes angsty urban fantasy YA romance–where girls who are mortal enemies kick butt, take names, and fall in love against all odds. 

She enjoys long hikes in the woods (where better to find the fair folk?), believing in fairies (in fact, she’s clapping right now), dancing with dark elves (always wear your best shoes), being a self-rescuing princess (hello, black belt!), and writing diverse books about teenage girls finding love, romance, and their own inner power.    

She might be planning high tea at the Fae Court right now.

GIE is multi-published, and in her role as an editor has helped hundreds of authors make their dream of being published a reality. The Circuit Fae series

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September 16th
Urban Fantasy Investigations >> Guest post
cupcakesandbookshelves >> Excerpt
C. J. Beaumont >> Guest post
breen.rb >> Review

September 17th
Rockin’ Book Reviews >> Review
The Book Junkie Reads . . . >> Review
united indie book blog >> Guest post

September 18th
Librorum in Sempiternum >> Review
Valerie Ullmer | Romance Author >> Playlist
Movies, Shows, & Books >> Excerpt

September 19th
Lisa Loves Literature >> Excerpt
The Avid Reader >> Review
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September 20th
Jazzy Book Reviews >> Review
Read With Me >> Review
Sarah Says >> Review

First Line:

In all the books I’ve ever read, Faeries are immortal.

Nemesis (Circuit Fae: Book 4) by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

My Review:

I detest picking books up mid-series. I always feel that I am missing out on something by not reading the previous books, which was the case with Nemesis. There were things mentioned that made me think, “Darn it, I wish I had read that book.

I know you all are asking yourselves, “Well, Jolie, WHY did you agree to the blog tour if this happens to you?” Plain and simple, the blurb. There was enough written there that caught my attention. Add in that the LGBT angle and yeah, I needed to read it. Putting my frustration aside, Nemesis was a great book to read.

Nemesis’s plot was super fast. The author wasted no time getting the book going. What impressed me was that she was able to keep the fast pace up the ENTIRE book. I loved it!!

I liked Roue and Syl. They were wonderfully written with compelling backstories. There was a depth to these characters that made them come to life in my mind. But I couldn’t get as connected to them as I wanted to. I had so many questions about different things that were mentioned about them.

I loved Roue and Syl’s relationship. It was evident that they loved each other, which made the scenes with Dark Roue hard to read. Because Dark Roue wanted to kill Syl. I also liked that the author didn’t add sex in the mix until the end of the book. Roue and Syl had some serious sexual chemistry and attraction going on. But it wasn’t the main focus of the book. I loved it!!

I thought the plot with Syl trying to stop the Faerie Apocalypse was interesting. She had to not only battle Dark Roue but her own “generals.” That made for a few tense chapters.

The storyline with Roue made my heart hurt. She didn’t want to battle Syl. She loved her. But she felt she didn’t have a choice when Jarden told her that she had the heart stones. I even felt awful when she changed into Dark Roue after Jarden gave her something that was her mother’s. She was manipulated the entire book (as was Syl).

I didn’t read the previous books but man, I didn’t like Jarden. I did figure out what her connection to Syl’s Glamma was. Well, kind of. There was a bit of a twist that made me go “Whoa.” I didn’t feel bad for her at the end of the book. She got what she deserved.

Speaking of the end of the book, I loved it. That final battle was epic. It was one of the best fights that I have read to date. The author did wrap up the main storyline in a way that I loved. There were a few storylines that were left open. Because there is going to be a book 5!!!!

I do want to add that Nemesis is not a stand-alone book. You do need to read the first four books before reading this one.

I would give Nemesis an Older Teen rating. There is no sex. There is language. There is violence. I would recommend that no one under the age of 16 read this book.

I would reread Nemesis. I would recommend it to family and friends.

**I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary copy of this book**

Book Blitz: Relatively Happy (Relatively Series: Book 3) by Whitney Dineen

Relatively Happy 
by Whitney Dineen 
(Relativity Series, #3) 
Publication date: September 18th 2019
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance

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Sarah Hastings’ life is chaotic. Between running her organic farm, her yurt-style holistic B&B, and her vegan café Eat Me!, she barely has time for an aura cleanse. What’s more, her spirit guide just announced the universe is sending her a man. 

Suddenly, a sexy pro-football player, a hipster photojournalist, and fellow organic farmer practically fall from the sky onto her doorstep. But which one is her cosmic soulmate? 

While Sarah meditates on the answer, her parents show up unexpectedly throwing the mother of all monkey wrenches into her carefully laid plans. 

With only morning yoga and her erotic book club to keep her sane, no wonder she’s chucked her vegan diet in search of bacon. Will the stars of love align, or will the universe let her down in the biggest way possible? 

Relatively Happy is a laugh-out-loud, cry-your-heart-out tale that will have you believing in the beauty of life’s journey. 


After Rix puts his suitcases down, I show him the gift shop and cafe.

“Is this where I eat while I’m here?” he asks when we reach my new restaurant. 

“If you don’t mind, I’d prefer that you eat up at the house. The cafe isn’t open yet. If you’re still here once Eat Me! opens, guests will have their meals here.”

“Eat Me!?” His eyes sparkle with laughter.

“My business name is Eat Me Organic. It seemed fitting.”

“Organic, huh? That must be a lot of messing around.”

I bristle at his tone. “The additional work is worth it to grow quality produce that won’t poison people.”

He shrugs his shoulders. “If you say so, but I highly doubt regular food is killing people. I’ve always been pretty careful about what I put into my body, and I’m healthy as a horse.”

I’m more than a little annoyed by Rix’s disregard for the importance of eating high quality food, so I opt to change the subject. “Is there anything else you need before I leave you to go back to your yurt and get settled?”

“No, thanks. I’m going to head next door and start an inventory of what needs to get done.”

“Okay, then, I’ll see you later.” 

As I turn to leave, he calls out, “What time should I be up at the house for dinner?”

“Five thirty,” I answer.

“Five thirty? I’ve barely had my lunch by then. Why so early?”

I guess he’s forgotten the drill in his years away. “Farm hours. I’m up at five a.m. every morning, so breakfast is at six, lunch is at eleven thirty and supper is at five thirty.”

“I’m going to have to make some adjustments to my schedule,” he says, looking chagrined.

“Only if you want to eat here. There are still restaurants in town if you’d prefer to have your meals later in the day.”

“Maybe so, but they don’t serve your pie. I think I’ll make the effort to eat according to your timetable.”

Seeing his gorgeous face across the table from mine three times a day is a delicious thought. And even though I don’t have an extra two minutes for myself, I know I’m going to go out of my way to make homemade pie every morning.

“By the way,” I ask, “would you prefer a vegetarian menu or a strictly vegan one? I have a cow and chickens, so I’m happy to provide dairy and eggs.”

He looks at me like I’d given him a choice between a nice bowl of crunchy toenails and a booger sandwich. “I’d prefer you’d kill the cow and run it past the grill on the way to the table,” he answers. 

“I’m not going to kill Shirley! What kind of vegetarian do you think I am?”

“I didn’t know you were a vegetarian.”

“Rix,” I ask, “who told you stay here while you’re in town?”

“My mom,” he answers.

“Didn’t she tell you anything about the place?”

“What’s to tell? You live next door to my grandparents’ farm, and I need a place to stay while I get it ready for sale. It seemed like a no-brainer.”

I roll my eyes. “You’re going to need to dine in town if you want to eat animals.”

“No, ma’am,” he answers. “If I have to give up meat to get that pie of yours, I’ll do it. But I’d be pleased to have eggs and cheese. If you don’t mind preparing them, that is.”

“I don’t mind at all. I’m currently not vegan myself, so I’ll make you the same food I make for me and the boys.”

“Have you got a boy band staying here with you?” he jokes. 

I snort in response. “No, just Cat Masterton’s ex-fiancé, Ethan, and my friend Scottie.”

“Love triangle?” he teases.

“I’ve been helping Ethan detox his body for the last few months. And Scottie is Scottie Schweer. He was just a little kid when you left Gelson for the bright lights of Notre Dame.”

He nods his head. “Detoxing, huh?” he asks.

“In addition to farming, I run a holistic boot camp. I help people heal from different sicknesses or aid them in rebooting their lives.”

Surprise shoots across his handsome face before he abruptly asks, “What’s wrong with him, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“That’s not something I’m at liberty to discuss. I honor my guests’ privacy.”

He has the grace to look embarrassed. “I guess you’re not going to rat me out to the paparazzi then?” he jokes.

I tease back, “I don’t know about that. Twenty thousand dollars might be enough to tempt me.” I check my pocket and pull out my phone. “I’ll have to keep this on me in case you do something photo worthy.”

He grins flirtatiously. “What if I’m not alone when I do something photo-worthy?”

That comment causes an explosion of very intimate sensations to race through my extremities making stops at very personal locations. If I’m not mistaken, he’s just declared interest in me. I toss him a playful smile and turn to walk out the door. It looks like the universe is stepping up. 


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Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to. 

She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.

Gold Medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2017.

Silver medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.

Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.

Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.

Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017

Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017



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Cover Reveal: #Fate (GearShark: Book 6) by Cambria Hebert

Book Synopsis:

What’s meant to be will always find a way.

Perfection isn’t an illusion.
I met it, held it in my hands.
But then it slipped right through.

Perfection isn’t an illusion.
It’s elusive, cleverly evasive, and, in many ways, a horrible tease.

I’m not a man to be toyed with.
Quiet, thoughtful, and even sometimes careful,
but never someone to taunt.
Even the most controlled men have a breaking point.
I just met mine.

Why mess with perfection?
You don’t.
Unless perfection messes with you.

Title: #Fate
Series: GearShark #6 (needs to be read in order) 
Author: Cambria Hebert 
genre: male/male romance 
Release date: November 4, 2019 (pre-order now!)

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Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. 

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house). 

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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Book Blitz: Chasing Fireflies by Claudia Y. Burgoa

Chasing Fireflies 
by Claudia Y. Burgoa 
Publication date: September 9th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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USA Today Bestselling author Claudia Burgoa brings you an emotional and inspirational story that will tug on your heartstrings. 

The first time I met Oliver Tanner he was five years old. 
I was four. 
That day he was entrusted to my keep.
He was as large and loud as a church mouse. 
That day I taught him how fireflies were magic with the persistence of a person. 
That’s what I loved about them. 
No matter how far they strayed, 
they remembered where they came from and who their family was. 

After high school, he joined the army and left Knox Ridge.

Years later, the town had changed.
My dreams were shattered. 
We had nothing left.
I had forgotten all about the magic of the fireflies.
Until he came back to town. 
Everything about him was comforting. 
He brought some light to my darkness, 
But I knew the light could only last for so long. 
Fireflies only stay for the summer.
He had outgrown our small town. 
It was time for me to stop chasing fireflies. 


Kit Kat,

Death isn’t kind. It just takes people away. It doesn’t care who you are, what you’ve done, or who will miss you when you’re gone. It just rips people apart.

Today, I almost left. I don’t fear death. I fear leaving you behind. I fear not telling you how I feel about you. How I have felt all these years. You’re the only thing I think about when we’re out scouting. You’re the one thing that gets me to sleep at night. You’re the most important person in my life, and the worst part about being out here is knowing that I might never see you again.

I’m not exactly sure when I fell for you. But I know I have feelings, and they burn stronger every day. Your letters are what keep me alive in this sea of bullets, blood, and sand.

Mine isn’t a fairytale. Maybe a morose story with a bittersweet ending. Though I pray that someday I can see your beautiful face again. Some days that feels like an impossible fever dream.

I wish I were home with you right now, or that I was brave enough to send you this letter.

Always Yours,



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As Long As We Both Shall Live by JoAnn Chaney

As Long as We Both Shall Live: A Novel by [Chaney, JoAnn]

4 Stars

Publisher: Flatiron Books

Date of publication: January 19th, 2019

Genre: Mystery, Thriller, Suspense

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Book Synopsis:

What happens when you’re really, truly done making your marriage work? You can’t be married to someone without sometimes wanting to bash them over the head…

As Long As We Both Shall Live is JoAnn Chaney’s wicked, masterful examination of a marriage gone very wrong, a marriage with lots of secrets…

“My wife! I think she’s dead!” Matt frantically tells park rangers that he and his wife, Marie, were hiking when she fell off a cliff into the raging river below. They start a search, but they aren’t hopeful: no one could have survived that fall. It was a tragic accident.

But Matt’s first wife also died in suspicious circumstances. And when the police pull a body out of the river, they have a lot more questions for Matt.

Detectives Loren and Spengler want to know if Matt is a grieving, twice-unlucky husband or a cold-blooded murderer. They dig into the couple’s lives to see what they can unearth. And they find that love’s got teeth, it’s got claws, and once it hitches you to a person, it’s tough to rip yourself free.

So what happens when you’re done making it work?

First Line:

If you try to kill your wife without a plan, you will fail.

As Long as We Both Shall Live by JoAnn Chaney

My Review:

I have been reading a lot of psychological thrillers/mysteries and I have been getting burnt out on them. So I went into reading As Long as We Both Shall Live not wanting to read it. I am glad that I made myself read this book. It was fantastic.

There are four plotlines in As Long as We Both Shall Live. Yes, 4. When I realized that, I did an internal groan. Anything over two plotlines and I get confused. In As Long as We Both Shall Live, the author was able to keep the plotlines separate. She was also to merge the plotlines when needed. There was a little lag in the middle of the book when two of the plotlines joined. Other than that, this book zipped right along.

I loved how snarky this book was. There were points where I was dying laughing with the views on marriage. I am not married but have been in a relationship for 15 years, and I get it. That’s what made parts of this book funny to me.

Detective Loren is one of my new favorite fictional characters. I will admit, I wasn’t too sure about him when he was introduced. He was abrasive and rude to everyone. But slowly (and yes, slowly) a different side of him was shown. By the end of the book, I loved him.

The mystery angle of the book was good. The author did a great job of keeping me in the dark about what exactly happened the day Marie disappeared. She slowly let out clues about what happened. There are also so many red herrings. That is what made it enjoyable to read!!

I loved how the author brought everything together at the end of the book. The twists were what made the ending for me. I had guessed about one of them early in the book. But the other one, oh no. That took me 100% by surprise.

I would give As Long as We Both Shall Live an Adult rating. There is sex. There is language. There is violence. I would recommend that no one under the age of 21 read this book.

I would reread As Long as We Both Shall Live. I would recommend it to family and friends.

**I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary copy of this book**