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An Update from Luna Lovebooks

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Greetings fellow fae and blog friends! Kat posted awhile ago about what she was up to and I decided that it would be a good idea to update you on my plans as well! There have been a lot of changes recently for many of the 1B2 members, both good and bad. My wings wilted a little but they are getting stronger each day!

Review Schedule!
Like Kat, I too have been working on getting my review TBR list organized and shortened to make room for more requests. I am trying to alternate between the hard copies and the e-books that have been patiently waiting for my attention. Here are the next ten that I have planned to read. If you are an author and do not see your work listed, please know that I am diligently working on getting to your tale and will read and post a review as soon as I am able.

Carnifex – D.P. Prior
Lost in Wonderland  – Nicky Peacock
Stork – Wendy Delsol
The Ghost Writer – Damon Norko
Hunting Prince Dracula -Kerri Maniscalco
War of the Staffs – Steve Stevenson
Garden of Her Heart – Shanna Hatfield
Rising Tide  – Lynn Steigleder
An Unsettled Past – C.L. Brees
Eden’s Wake – Lynn Steigleder

 

10765906Read-Along News
Unfortunately I will not be joining in on the current read along. I have too many plates spinning and even though both series are on my personal wish list, my personal TBR pile is starting to look like a certain famous tower and I don’t think my magic will keep it from toppling over. I opted to read a few of those in my spare time instead and get my new faerie dwelling finished (I’ve been here almost two months after all).

But you should definitely check out both series! Whether you join in the read along or not if you love urban fantasy you’ll enjoy these books!

Double-Triple Fae – Urban Fantasy 
August 4 – August 10 – The Shadow Reader by Sandy Williams8200504
August 11 – August 17 – The Shattered Dark by Sandy Williams
August 18 – August 24 – The Sharpest Blade by Sandy Williams
August 25 – August 31 – A Brush of Darkness by Allison Pang
September 1 – September 7 – A Sliver of Shadow by Allison Pang
September 8 – September 13 – A Trace of Moonlight by Allison Pang

 

Writing News!!!
Like Kat, I also have the writing bug. And also like Kat I have not been able to keep up with it for quite awhile. I have always been more of a pantser when it comes to writing. angelFor those of you not familiar with the term it means I just fly by the seat of my pants and don’t really plan or outline. I plan to use my time to get more organized before I write. I have several half finished and/or barely started projects that need more structure before I can even put pen to paper again. I have three main projects that I really want to focus on, one of them being a fallen angel story. I hope I can get organized and share with you!

PS: This image is one that inspired my fallen angel story. Doesn’t he look like he has a story to tell?

 

So aside from working my mundane job as well as my faerie one, I have lots of exciting changes going on! I want to give a huge shoutout to our followers and fellow readers and authors! We wouldn’t be doing this without you! So keep reading and commenting!

With love and light,

Luna Lovebooks

The Fallen: Book of Jakiele by D.B. Moran

Angels. Demons. Forbidden love with mortals.

I received an ARC or review copy of this book from the author/publisher. All opinions are my own.

27804890Title: The Fallen: Book of Jakiele
Author: D.B. Moran
Series: Stand Alone
Publish Date: November 10, 2015
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Source: Provided by publisher

Publisher’s DescriptionThere’s a battle brewing on Earth, and it has been for centuries, between the loyal angels to God and the Fallen who took the side of Lucifer after the Great War in Heaven. Thankfully, Earth is watched over by the Archangels and by the lower level angels who have been ordered to take human form to keep a watchful eye on Mankind for God. Jakiele is one such supernatural being.

But the war that started in Heaven is far from over as the Fallen will do whatever it takes to once again gain dominion over the Earth and determine man’s fate. Zadikiele is the one demon they can count on to follow orders without question and see their evil goals to fruition. Zadikiele has no fear and will use or kill anyone who gets in his way and is ruthless enough to take on any angel foolish enough to stand against him.

Jakiele is forced into the fray when the woman he is forbidden to love becomes accidentally entangled in the Fallen’s malevolent plans. Zadikiele has every intention of using her to his advantage to accomplish the Fallen’s goals and then dispose of her. And so begins Jakiele’s race across time and space to not only save her, but mankind as well even if it means he has to give up his own immortal soul.

 


Luna_Lovebooks_100Luna Lovebooks says…

This book is an interesting read to say the least. With the prologue being about the fall of Satan and his followers I expected there to be more demon and angel action. But the story read more like a military romance (ie. secret service falls in love with a top scientist) with a few other worldly elements like fallen angels, angels, and vampires thrown in.

Characters like Jakiele and Kataliana are great for the romance. They have that steamy forbidden insta-attraction that actually annoys me but it works in this case. I also find Ana and Caleb to be a charming side romance. My favorite character was Dariah the demon. I almost felt sorry for him in places of the book.

badge3v4There were some weirdly worded sentences and some misplaced words throughout the novel. Some places it was way too verbose. Overall I have to give this novel 3 wings. It just didn’t capture my imagination the way I thought it would.

Other recommendations…

Check out the following fallen angel stories as well:

Covet by J.R. Ward,  Unearthly by Cynthia Hand, Penryn and the End of Days series by Susan Ee

I received an ARC or review copy of this book from the author/publisher. All opinions are my own.

The Silver Bullet by Josie Jaffrey

Josie Jaffrey has done it again!

I received an ARC or review copy of this book from the author/publisher. All opinions are my own.

35658853Title: The Silver Bullet 
Author: Josie Jaffrey
Series: Solis Invicti Book 04
Publish Date: August 5, 2017
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic Urban Fantasy
Source: Provided by author

Publisher’s DescriptionThe truth is out, and Emmy is faced with a choice she dreads: surrender her mortality, or allow her frailty to threaten the nascent society the Silver are building. With exile the only reasonable alternative, she struggles with feelings she can’t define and a duty she’s reluctant to accept.

While the Silver city hangs in the balance, Emmy must remake herself to redeem it and save her friends. Her reinvention forces her to choose sides, threaten alliances and risk becoming like those she fears: inhuman.

The Silver Bullet is the final book in Josie Jaffrey’s Solis Invicti paranormal romance quadrilogy, set in a dystopian, post-apocalyptic London where a deadly infection threatens to wipe out humanity. The only people who can stem its advance are the Silver, a vampiric race who offer a simple exchange: protection in return for blood and subservience.

Possible spoilers beyond this point.


Luna_Lovebooks_100Luna Lovebooks says…

Ms. Jaffrey has done it again! The Silver Bullet is full of action, betrayal, and just the right amount of steamy.

The action picks up right where Bound in Silver left off. It doesn’t let up from there. In all actuality if life hadn’t have gotten in the way I probably could have finished it in a day. I didn’t want to put it down! There are a few slower parts but they blend in well and never last long.

I do not want to give too much away, so all I will say on the betrayal front is this: I never saw it coming! Jaffery has a way of making me want to throw her books across the room (trust me this is a good thing). I was so surprised and hurt right along with Emmy that it felt like a personal betrayal. On a side note, I think I may be safer getting these books in paperback before re-reading them all. 😉

I love the love between Sol and Emmy! He truly loves her and wants her to choose even if it means losing her. It is refreshing from the “I’m gonna make you mine” attitude in many romance novels. True to life Emmy realizes that she has loved Sol all along. The tid bit where Drew pinned Emmy while training her felt true to life as well. It would be slightly awkward given their history.

The ending holds possibilities for more to the series or even the potential for spin off series. Either way it was an explosive ending to an amazing series!

badge5v5I will shout my love for this series from the rooftops! I give this book 5 cures!

 

 

Our reviews in this series…

Other recommendations…

Here are some more post-apocalypse reads to check out: Blackwing by Ed McDonald, Pandemic by A.G. Riddle, The Bone Gatherer by Jennifer Adele

Tarnished Prophecy by Ann Gimpel

 

I received an ARC or review copy of this book from the author/publisher. All opinions are my own.

35027345Title: Tarnished Prophecy
Author: Ann Gimpel
Series: Soul Dance Book 03
Publish Date: April 27, 2017
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Source: Provided by the publisher via Netgalley

Publisher’s Description: Germany, 1940

Magic runs strong in Ilona, a gypsy seer. Powerful ability isn’t valued in Romani women, so she focuses her fortunetelling on inconsequential details. Nothing that could come back to haunt her caravan if a prediction went bad. Rounded up and dumped in Dachau prison camp, she has plenty of time to rue her decision to downplay her ability. If she’d taken the time to scry her own future, she’d still be free.

A wolf shifter, Jamal made the mistake of wedding a Romani woman centuries ago. His arrogance caused both death and heartache, and he’s been alone ever since. The recent threat of vampires joining the Third Reich has provided ample reason for shifters and Rom to lay their ancient enmity aside and work together, but their détente is fragile.

Jamal and a group of shifters come across Ilona after her escape from Dachau. Vulnerable, terrified, she’s fully prepared to fight. Her courage and mettle touch places in him he’d thought were dead, but she’s Romani. His last relationship ended so badly, the last thing he needs is to fall for another gypsy woman. He wrestles his tumbling emotions into submission, but when she trains her enigmatic, gray gaze on him, his resolve first weakens and then vanishes entirely.

 


Luna_Lovebooks_100Luna Lovebooks says…

Here we are back in WWII Germany with a whole new Rom/Shifter love story with some of our old favorites sprinkled in. I must say that I was still wishing for more Romani/shifter versus the Nazis and less vampire hunter Romani/shifters. But I enjoyed the story.

I was glad that Tairin’s father, Jamal, finally got his happy ending after the heartbreak in Tarnished Beginnings. Ilona is a strong woman and I love the fact that these novels are filled with men who love strong, independent women. I mean let’s face it, Ilona uses her brain and magic to  break out of a work camp and more (I’d list all of her bad-assery but I don’t want to spoil the read)! I still like the lore as well. I was kind of disappointed that they made Anubis a bad guy. I would have liked to have the first shifter in future stories.

Over all this is a quick read with a few steamy love scenes and some interesting battles. I give it 4 wing beats. badge4v5

 

 

Other recommendations…

Try these other great shifter romance reads: Taken by the Shark by Jane Rowe, The Mane Event by Shelly Laurenston, Dragon Actually by G.A. Aiken

I received an ARC or review copy of this book from the author/publisher. All opinions are my own.

Q & A time with Kristen Simmons

LunaLovesBooks2Simmons is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. Here she shares some of the inspiration behind The Glass Arrow and a sneak peak at the novel.  

Q: Please introduce us to Aya and share some general background on THE GLASS ARROW.

A: Aya has been one of my favorite characters to write. Born into a world where women are endangered, where girls are condemned as breeders and misogyny is the norm, she’s learned to adapt and survive by flying under the radar. With her family – a small group of free women – she hides from those who would see her sold into domestic slavery. Aya is tough: she hunts, fishes, defends her family. When she’s captured and brought into captivity at the Garden, a training facility for girls, her life is turned upside down. All she can think about is reconnecting to the people she loves, and reclaiming her freedom, but she has to be smart in order to escape, and that may involve trusting a very unlikely ally.

Q: What inspired you to write THE GLASS ARROW?

A: A few stories on the news, and some social issues that seem to continue rising, but mostly my own experience. The transition into high school was difficult for me, as it is for many people. Before that time, I remember feeling like I could do anything, be anyone. I was valued because I was creative, and interesting, and smart, but once I stepped foot into high school, things changed. It didn’t matter what kind of person I was; all that was important was if I was wearing the right clothes, or had my hair done the right way. If I was pretty. Boys judged us based on a star system – “She’s an eight,” they’d say, or “Her face is a nine, but the rest of her is a four.” And worse, girls began sharing that same judgment, trying to raise these numbers to be cool, and popular. They’d compare themselves against each other, make it a competition. This, as I quickly learned, was what it meant to be a young woman.

That experience transformed into Aya’s existence – her journey from the freedom of the mountains, where she was important for so many reasons, to the Garden, where she is dressed up, and taught to be, above all things, attractive. Where she has to compete against other girls for votes come auction day. On that auction stage, Aya’s given a star rating based on her looks, which is what her potential buyers will use to determine their bidding. It bears a direct correlation to my life as a teenager – to the lives of many teenagers.

When it all comes down to it, I wanted to write a story where worth is determined by so much more than the value other people place on your body.

Q: A lot has happened in the “real world” since the novel first came out in 2015. Does it feel surreal looking back at the book now?

A: Ah, I wish it did! Unfortunately, I feel like a lot of these issues are still very, scarily relevant, not just for young women, but all people. It seems like every time I see the news there is another incident of someone being measured by their looks rather than their internal worth, of women being degraded and disrespected, and of advantage being taken of someone’s body and mind. It frightens me that these issues persist, but I never claim that THE GLASS ARROW was a look into the future. To me, it was always a way of processing the present.

Q: Congratulations for the surge of attention the book is receiving, thanks to things like the Hulu adaptation of THE HANDMAID’S TALE. What do you want readers to take with them after reading THE GLASS ARROW?

A: Thank you very much! I am delighted by the mention, and honored to be included in the same thought as the great HANDMAID’S TALE. If people do find their way to my book as a response, I hope they take away that they are so much more important than the sometimes superficial and careless values other people assign to them. As Aya says in the book, I hope they know that there are not enough stars in the night sky to measure their worth.

Q: Besides other classics like Margaret Atwood’s book, do you have any recommendations for readers wanting to explore more dystopian fiction and speculative fiction works?

A: How about METALTOWN by Kristen Simmons? That’s a great dystopian! Or the ARTICLE 5 series, about a world where the Bill of Rights has been replaced by moral law… Ok, ok, I’m sorry. That was shameless. I always recommend LITTLE BROTHER by Cory Doctorow, THE PASSAGE by Justin Cronin, Marie Lu’s Legend series, and of course, THE ROAD by Cormac McCarthy. Those are all thrilling, and excellent looks both at the present, and the future.

Q: What are you working on now, and when can readers expect to see your next book?

A: I have two books coming out in 2018, and can’t wait to share both of them. PACIFICA will be released March 6, 2018, and is about a world after the polar ice caps have melted, and a pirate girl and the son of the president find themselves in the middle of a building civil war. It’s a story largely informed my my great grandmother’s internment in World War II. In the fall, I’ll have a new series starting. THE PRICE OF ADMISSION, first in the Valhalla Academy books, is about a girl accepted into an elite boarding school for con artists. I hope readers love them both!

Q: Where can readers find you online?

A: I’m always available through social media – Twitter and Instagram at @kris10writes, and Facebook at Author.KristenSimmons. I’d love to hear from you!

Thanks for taking the time to read this, and remember, you’re worth more than all the stars in the night sky.

Kristen Simmons is the author of the ARTICLE 5 series (ARTICLE 5, BREAKING POINT, and THREE), THE GLASS ARROW, METALTOWN, PACIFICA (coming March 2018 from Tor Teen), and THE PRICE OF ADMISSION (coming Fall 2018 from Tor Teen). She has a master’s degree in social work and loves red velvet cupcakes. She lives with her family in Cincinnati, Ohio.

Links

Website: http://kristensimmonsbooks.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/author.kristensimmons/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/kris10writes
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kris10writes

Read on for an exciting excerpt from The Glass Arrow!

“Run, Aya! I feel them! They’re coming!”

I know a moment later what she means. The horses’ hooves are striking the ground, vibrating the gravel beneath my knees. I look to the brush beside us and quickly consider dragging Metea into it, but the horses are too close. If I’m going to save myself I don’t have time.

“Get up!” I am crying now. The salty tears blend with my sweat and burn my eyes.

“Leave me.” “No!”

Even as I say it I’m rising, hooking my arms beneath hers, pulling her back against my chest. But she’s dead weight and I collapse. She rolls limply to one side. I kiss her cheek, and hope she knows that I love her. I will sing Bian’s soul to the next life. I will sing her soul there too, because she surely is doomed to his same fate.

“Run,” she says one last time, and I release her.

I sprint due north, the opposite direction from the cave where I hope Salma has hidden the twins. I run as hard and as fast as I can, fueled by fear and hatred. My feet barely graze the ground for long enough to propel me forward, but still I can feel the earth tremble beneath them. The Trackers are coming closer. The Magnate is right on my heels.

I dodge in my zigzag pattern. I spin around the pine trees and barely feel the gray bark as it nicks my arms and legs. My hide pants rip near the knee when I cut too close to a sharp rock, and I know that it’s taken a hunk of my skin, too. No time to check the damage, no time for pain. I hurdle over a stream-bed and continue to run.

A break in the noise behind me, and I make the mistake that will cost me my freedom.

I look back.

They are close. So much closer than I thought. Two horses have jumped the creek. They are back on the bank now, twenty paces behind me. I catch a glimpse of the tattered clothes of the Trackers, and their lanky, rented geldings, frothing at the bit. The faces of the Virulent are ashy, scarred, and starved. Not just for food, but for income. They see me as a paycheck. I’ve got a credit sign tattooed across my back.

I run again, forcing my cramping muscles to push harder. Suddenly, a crack pierces the air, and something metal— first cold, then shockingly hot—winds around my right calf. I cannot hold back the scream this time as I crash to the ground.

The wire contracts, cutting through the skin and into the flesh and muscle of my leg. The heat turns electric, and soon it is shocking me, sending volts of lightning up through my hips, vibrating my insides. My whole body begins to thrash wildly, and I’m powerless to hold still. The pressure squeezes my lungs and I can’t swallow. I start to pant; it is all I can do to get enough air.

A net shoots out over me. I can see it even through my quaking vision. My seizing arms become instantly tangled.

“Release the wire! Release it!” orders a strident male voice.

A second later, the wire retracts its hold, and I gasp. The blood from my leg pools over the skin and soaks the dirt below. But I know I have no time to rest. I must push forward. To avoid the meat market, to keep my family safe, I must get away.

I begin to crawl, one elbow digging into the dirt, then the next. Fingers clawing into the mossy ground, dragging my useless leg. But my body is a corpse, and I cannot revive it.

Mother Hawk, I pray, please give me wings.

But my prayers are too late.

My voice is only a trembling whisper, but I sing. For Bian and for Metea. I sing as I push onward, the tears streaming from my eyes. I must try to set their souls free while I can.

Out of the corner of my eye I see the boney fetlocks of a chestnut horse. The smooth cartilage of his hooves is cracked. This must be a rental—the animal hasn’t even been shod. An instant later, black boots land on the ground beside my face. Tracker boots. I can hear the bay of the hounds now. The stupid mutts have found me last, even after the horses and the humans.

I keep trying to crawl away. My shirt is soaked by sweat and blood, some mine, some Metea’s. It drips on the ground. I bare my teeth, and swallow back the harsh copper liquid that is oozing into my mouth from a bite on the inside of my cheek. I am yelling, struggling against my failing body, summoning the strength to escape.

“Exciting, isn’t it boys?” I hear a man say. The same one who ordered the release of the wire.

He kneels on the ground and I notice he’s wearing fine linen pants and a collared shirt with a tie. If only I had the power to choke him with it. At least that would be vengeance for one death today. His face is smooth and creaseless, but there’s no fancy surgery to de-age his eyes. He’s at least fifty.

He’s wearing a symbol on his breast pocket. A red bird in flight. A cardinal. Bian has told me this is the symbol for the city of Glasscaster, the capitol. This must be where he plans on taking me. He’s ripping the net away, and for a moment I think he’s freeing me, he’s letting me go. But this is ridiculous. I’m who he wants.

Then, as though I’m an animal, he weaves his uncalloused, unblistered fingers into my black, spiraled hair, and jerks my head back so hard that I arch halfway off the ground. I hiss at the burn jolting across my scalp. He points to one of the Trackers, who’s holding a small black box. Thinking this is a gun, I close my eyes and brace for the shot that will end my life. But no shot comes.

“Open your eyes, and smile,” the Magnate says. With his other hand he is fixing his wave of stylishly silver hair, which has become ruffled in the chase.

I do open my eyes, and I focus through my quaking vision on the black box. I’ve heard Bian talk about these things. Picture boxes. They freeze your image, so that it can be preserved forever. Like a trophy.

I’m going to remember this moment forever, too. And I don’t even need his stupid picture box.