God Made the World - Michael Vander Klipp

5 Stars!

The bright design and crisp photography of the God's Gifts to Me board book series are intended to delight toddlers and first-time readers alike. As kids play with and read each of these sturdy board books, they will encounter different parts of God's beautiful and varied creation, including animals, food, and our own bodies. Bible verses at the end of each book illustrate God's love for us and for all of His creation. 
Michael Vander Klipp lives in Michigan where he has worked for several years at Zondervan Publishing and has taught at Cornerstone University as an adjunct professor of English. He is also the author of Joy to the World, a children's Christmas board book, and Don't Feed the Lions: 40 Devotions for Teens

What is there not to love about this book? Honestly I could have 100 of these cute, simple, little books and be perfectly happy!

What did I love -
* I love the smallness LOL, yeah I really did. I am a Nanny for two toddlers and they ALWAYS pick out the smallest books for me to read. They love them.
* I love the little rainbow handle.
* I love the real photos instead of just drawings.
* And I love the Bible verse at the end that you can look up with your child to show them it really comes from God's Word!

All this equals - the perfect little baby book!

I was actually sent this book by mistake in place of another one - but I am so glad they did. What a bonus!!!

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Felicity at the Cross Hotel - Helena Fairfax

4 Stars!

A romantic hotel in the Lake District. The Cross Hotel is the perfect getaway. Or is it?
Felicity Everdene needs a break from the family business. Driving through the Lake District to the Cross Hotel, past the shining lake and the mountains, everything seems perfect. But Felicity soon discovers all is not well at the Cross Hotel …
Patrick Cross left the village of Emmside years ago never intending to return, but his father has left him the family’s hotel in his will, and now he's forced to come back. With a missing barmaid, a grumpy chef, and the hotel losing money, the arrival of Felicity Everdene from the notorious Everdene family only adds to Patrick’s troubles.
With so much to overcome, can Felicity and Patrick bring happiness to the Cross Hotel … and find happiness for themselves?

Helena Fairfax is a British author who was born in Uganda and came to England as a child. She's grown used to the cold now, and these days she lives in an old Victorian mill town in the north of England, right next door to the windswept Yorkshire moors. She walks this romantic landscape every day with her rescue dog, finding it the perfect place to dream up her heroes and her happy endings.
Helena's novels have been shortlisted for several awards, including the Exeter Novel Prize, the Global Ebook Awards, the I Heart Indie Awards, and the UK's Romantic Novelists' Association New Writers' Scheme Award.
Subscribers to Helena's newsletter receive a free romantic suspense novella, set in a beautiful location - with a surprise ending!  

Another reviewer said "What a lovely, lovely story" - and that's exactly what it is! I honestly couldn't describe it any better. This was a sweet, fun, heartfelt romance with lots of little twists that keep you wanting to read.

I loved the characters - Felicity "Fliss" and Patrick. Helena does a fantastic job of sweeping you away into their world of hotel management. I love it when I read a book about something I have never read before. And I have never read a book about running hotels. I have read books about B&Bs but not a hotel. So it was nice to have something different. This story took me back to the Dragonfly Inn on The Gilmore Girls TV series. And Fliss actually kind of reminded me of Lorelei.

This was a very enjoyable and easy read. Just sit back in the sun, relax and let this little romance consume you! 
PS - adorable cover! I love it!

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Sherlock Mars - Jackie Kingon

3 Stars

Molly Marbles runs a successful bistro on terraformed Mars. When a virtual restaurant opens next door, offering the experience of delicacies from across the solar system with none of the calories, what will it do to her business?

Then, when the virtual restaurant’s owner is murdered in her kitchen, Molly, amateur detective, cranks into high gear to help the police solve the mystery.

Meanwhile, she is planning her pop-star daughter’s wedding, keeping her kitchen staff from feuding, and protecting her android friend from the humans-only mob. Plus, the infamous Cereal Serial Killer has escaped from prison.

Things are getting hectic, but Molly is a resilient and resourceful woman, whose knack for mysteries has her nick-named ‘Sherlock Mars’.

A riotous concoction: fine dining, virtual reality, and murder. Delightfully weird.

Jackie Kingon has published two articles in the New York Times: A feature piece about her experiences teaching in an inner city school called 'A Year in the Trenches' and 'Beautiful Music', about her son diagnosed with autism who is currently a pianist for the Alvin Ailey Ballet Company and school. Other non fiction articles have appeared in journals for autism and learning disabilities. Her first book, Chocolate Chocolate Moons, also about Molly Marbles, was called "delightful" by Kirkus Review and "hard to resist," by the San Francisco Book Review. Short stories have been published in Flying Island Press-Pieces of Eight, The Fringe Magazine and Static Movement Magazine. She has a Masters degree from Columbia University Teachers College in New York City; a Bachelor of Arts from Lesley University in Cambridge, Mass and a Bachelor of Fine Arts from The School of Visual Arts in New York City where she won the outstanding student award. She has been a member of the board of the Empire State Plaza Art Commission in Albany, NY and on the board of the Friends of Vassar College Art Museum. Jackie Kingon lives with her husband in New York City.

This was one zany and quirky book! I enjoyed reading it... at times. I think in my case case it was almost too much. You have to really be into this kind of thing to really enjoy it. And, for me - I can take it or leave it. I don't think I would want to read books like this all the time. I would get tired of it very quickly.

But - I did enjoy this one for the most part. It was fun, quick and very different. I guarantee you will not read another one like it. I liked the characters, but again, almost a little too over the top for me.

If you are looking for something different with a Sci Fi feel this one has your name all over it.

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Medicine for the Dead: The Ulrich Files, Book 2 - Ambrose Ibsen (AUDIO)

5 Stars!

The Spirits of Exeter House are Restless

Facing tough times, private investigator Harlan Ulrich takes a job looking after a historic downtown building as a favor to an old acquaintance who's out on business. Settling into the elegant Exeter House for a week-long stay, Ulrich's apartment is beautifully furnished and situated on the top floor, giving him a great view of the city. At first, he thinks it a wonderful opportunity. He's got plenty of coffee, good books to read and the whole building to himself.

At least, that's what he's been told.

It turns out there are others there, in the seemingly empty building. Dark entities that lurk in its shadowed corners.

During his first night, strange things begin to occur. As he makes his nightly rounds, ensuring that the old building is free of intruders, Ulrich finds the place transformed. By day, Exeter House is a treasured local institution. By night, it crawls with the frightening souls of the hateful dead. Tormented nightly by a number of mysterious specters, it's all the investigator can do to hold onto his sanity.

Can Harlan Ulrich tap into the building's dreadful past and quell the spirits that walk its halls, or will he lose his mind trying? Join him as he seeks answers in Medicine for the Dead, a full-length novel of supernatural terror and suspense

Once upon a time, a young Ambrose Ibsen discovered a collection of ghost stories on his father's bookshelf. He was never the same again.
Apart from horror fiction, he enjoys good coffee, brewed strong.
Visit his website: https://ambroseibsen.com/

Jake Urry -  I am an actor and audiobook narrator, and also co-run Just Some Theatre Company, producing new writing that we tour around the UK. I'm currently recording Audiobooks for sale on Audible, Amazon and iTunes. 
Visit his website: https://www.jakeurry.com/ 

This story was the true definition of "gripping". This was a fantastic ghost story! It was really pretty creepy at times (not gory though, just ghostly LOL),. It did give me chills a few times.
I liked this one much better than the first one. This storyline was more developed, it flowed better, and was more fun and creepy!

The ghostliness of the book is pretty high. So if you like ghosts stories this one has a lot in it. But, it is also very suspenseful and a good mystery.

Great character development. I liked Harlan, even though he was supposed to be kind of unlikable. He is the "what-you-see-is-what-you-get" kind of guy. Loved Sparkles the cat, even if Harlan didn't take to him right away (the cat did grow on him though) I love a story with a cat in it!

There is a third book which I would love to get a copy for review, but no one I know is offering it - I may just have to buy it! GASP! I know, right?! But, I have to have it!

And... once again the Narrator - Jake Urry did a fantastic job! Flawless.

If you love a good ghost story then this one is definitely a good one to pick up!

I was so busy the day (yes, I listened to it in one day!) I listened to it, I carried it around the house with me!


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Killing Rumer - Joshua Winning


Joshua Winning Is back! I know, its about time right?
 And this one sounds AMAZING!

A ruthless gangster will stop at nothing to get his hands on an occult relic. Word is, Rumer has it...

Rumer Cross

Age: 19
Location: Enfield, London
Mother: Celene Cross
Father: Unknown
Likes: Black nail polish. The Dark Crystal. Stevie Nicks. Cemeteries; everybody there is already dead.
Hates: Justin Bieber. Butterflies. Teenagers who think they know everything. Impenetrable fucking mysteries.
Weird habits: Collecting bottle caps. They're everywhere.
Worst fears: Becoming her mother. Letting somebody get too close. Being buried alive.

Why you should care...

Rumer Cross is scraping by working for a dingy London detective agency. She lives in the shadow of her mother, a violent criminal dubbed the 'Witch Assassin' whose bloodthirsty rampage terrorised London for over a decade.

Raised by foster families who never understood her and terrified she could one day turn into her mother, Rumer has become detached and self-reliant. But when she's targeted by a vicious mobster who believes she's hiding an occult relic, she's drawn into the very world she's been fighting to avoid.

Hunted by assassins and haunted by her mother's dark legacy, Rumer must also confront a terrible truth: that she's cursed, because no matter what she does, everybody she's ever grown close to has died screaming.

Set in an urban sprawl of bullet-riddled buildings, Killing Rumer is a thriller that asks the question: can we ever really change who we are?


How you can help... 

"The worst thing that can happen to a story is nobody reading it. That's why your help means so much to me. If you pre-order your copy of Killing Rumer now, you'll be helping to get Rumer's story out into the world. Got friends who love crime fiction and kick-ass heroines? Please tell them about Rumer! Tweet. Facebook. Email. Sky-write. Pass notes to strangers on the underground. Get a tattoo. Anything you can do to help spread the word will earn you a big sloppy thank-you in the book and my eternal gratitude. Rumer has it... so let's get her out there. Thank you!" ~ Joshua Winning

Killing Rumer is being crowdfunded over at Unbound. The campaign launched on Monday, August 7th.

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Joshua is a very talented writer. I loved all three books I have read so far.
I am so excited for Josh's new book it sounds great and I can't wait to read it!


Alabaster Island - The Mermaid Curse Series - M. S. Kaminsky

4.5 Stars!

Never trust a mermaid with a broken heart…

Seventeen-year-old Marei lives on Alabaster Island, a remote tropical isle inhabited by twenty-one families who are ancestors of the ancient, lost-continent, Lemuria.

For years, Marei dreaded The Binding. On that day, each teen must write his or her choice of life mate. But with Daniel dead long ago, Marei has no boy in mind. And so she leaves her paper blank. This sets off a chain of events that ruptures the bedrock of her life and leads her to question the only home she’s ever known. 

She encounters an enigmatic stranger thought to be extinct: a mermaid. The mermaid suggests that Marei should leave the island and offers to help. When Marei falls in love with Dylan, a handsome teen from Hawaii, her secret plan to flee becomes all-consuming. 

But the mermaid has a dangerous hidden agenda. Now Marei must confront the shocking truth about Alabaster Island and herself. What she discovers upends all that she held as true and changes her destiny forever. 

M.S. Kaminsky writes YA and new adult suspense thrillers with twists of fantasy, mystery and fabulism. I aim to give readers the suspense and surprises I got reading Gillian Flynn’s Gone Girl, the strong characters and action of The Hunger Games and the mystery and paranormal thrills of Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean at the End of The Lane. (why not aim high?)
My most recent release, The Mermaid Curse Mystery Series is a gripping paranormal suspense thriller that spans generations of women. Alabaster Island is the prequel to the series followed by Book One, The Atlantis Twins. Please read the books in any order you fancy. I live and work in Brooklyn, NY with my husband Gerry Beekman and The Atlantis Twins is my first full-length novel. 

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Oh I love a good Mermaid story! This was so much better than I even thought! I was hooked after only a couple of chapters. I found it very easy to "get into" and hard to put down. 
This was a fun storyline with a little suspense, a little romance, and a lot of fantasy! A perfect YA book, but teens and adults would enjoy!

Great characters and character development!  Marei was amazing. I loved her! She really reminded me of me when I was that age (well minus the Mermaid part LOL). She was a very brave, bold and a smart young woman. I loved that she was a little defiant, sneaking out of the house at night (I did a lot of that as a teen, but shhhh don't tell my mother). And yet, she also made some very difficult but selfless choices making her a heroine of sorts. I also loved Dylan. And Merma was the perfect villain, of course I didn't like her but you're not supposed to like her, she's evil!

There was a great ending, but... kind of a sad cliff hanger ending, so it left you definitely wanting to read the next book - The Atlantis Twins.

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Dark Harvest by Chris Patchell - GIVEAWAY!

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5 Stars!!!

on Tour August 1-31, 2017

Dark Harvest by Chris Patchell
Becky Kincaid ventures out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy a car seat for her unborn baby and never makes it home. When a second pregnant woman disappears, Marissa Rooney and the team at the Holt Foundation fear a sinister motive lurks behind the crimes.
Lead investigator, Seth Crawford, desperately searches for the thread that binds the two cases together, knowing that if he fails, another woman will soon be gone. While Seth hunts for clues, a madman has Marissa in his sights and she carries a secret that could tear her whole world apart.
Can Seth stop the killer before he reaps his dark harvest.

Book Details:

Genre: Suspense
Published by: Kindle Press
Publication Date: May 30th 2017
Number of Pages: 336
ISBN: 1546428445
Series: A Holt Foundation Story, Book 2
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Chapter 1
A sharp pain jabbed Rebecca Kincaid’s side, and she sucked in a breath. Her hand fell to the hard swell of her belly, rubbing gently. Round ligament pain, she figured, just one of the many joys of being pregnant.
“Chillax, kiddo,” she said to the baby dancing inside her as the pain subsided.
Smiling to herself, she glanced around to see if anyone else was close enough to hear. Some people called you crazy for talking to yourself in public. She caught the eye of a redhead standing beside a stack of Diaper Genies. Dressed in blue jeans and a red flannel coat, the woman smiled. She looked to be in her mid-twenties, older than Becky, but not as old as some of the women in her prenatal classes. The woman’s gaze strayed to the strained buttons around Becky’s baby bump.
“When are you due?”
“Two more weeks and counting.” She grimaced. Being this big, nothing was comfortable. Her back ached, her hips hurt, and even sleeping was hard.
The woman smiled sympathetically. “I know, right? I felt the same way when I was pregnant, like I was Sigourney Weaver in that Alien movie with a little monster just dying to get out.”
“I know what you mean,” Becky said, breaking eye contact.
Truthfully, she hated that movie. Violent and gory. Comparing a baby to a bloodthirsty alien tearing its way out of its mother’s womb, well, that was kind of sick. She was much more of a romantic-comedy kind of girl.
“I have a toddler at home,” the woman said. “Seems like just yesterday I was in maternity clothes, though.”
Becky faked a laugh and turned down an aisle, away from the stranger.
She parked the cart and ran her hand over the Chicco car seat sitting center shelf. She didn’t need her mother to tell her it cost too much. Most of her baby stuff she’d picked up at the Salvation Army store or had gotten handed down from the women at work, but Becky knew that car seats were one of those things you had to buy new. On her waitressing salary, the best she could afford was the cheapest one on the rack. And even that was pricey.
The doctor said that most first babies came late, but in the last day or two, she’d had a few contractions. Fake contractions, the nurse said. Whatever they were, they freaked her out. She knew she wouldn’t be able to bring the baby home from the hospital without a car seat, so here she was, shopping in the middle of a freak snowstorm. If her mother knew that she was out on a night like tonight, she’d have a fit.
Becky fingered her necklace, grabbed the white-gold heart, and ran it along the chain as she searched the shelves for something more affordable. Of course, the one she wanted was up on the top shelf, well out of reach. She scanned the area looking for a box stowed a bit lower. There were none.
Becky sighed and glanced down the aisle. Didn’t anyone work in this store?
Where was Nathan when she needed him? All six foot three of him could have reached up and grabbed the box off the shelf with no problem at all, but at five foot two, almost as wide as she was tall these days, it was hopeless. Frowning, she stepped on the bottom shelf and stretched high, wiggling her fingertips in a desperate bid to tip the box toward her. The metal shelf groaned under her weight. It shifted suddenly, and Becky’s stomach lurched. Thrown off balance, she careened backward, hands flailing wildly as she grasped for something—anything to stop her fall. Nothing but air.
Oh God. The baby.
Strong hands gripped her coat, catching her inches from the floor. Heart racing, Becky closed her eyes and regained her footing. Her hands flew to her belly. The baby kicked her hard, as if chastising her for being so careless.
“Careful, honey. You don’t want to fall in your condition,” a woman said. It was the redhead again. “Let me get that.”
Becky bit her lip and stared at the damned box. Why didn’t they put the boxes lower where pregnant moms could reach? It was probably some stupid marketing trick to get you to buy the most expensive ones. They were at eye level.
“Maybe we should find a clerk,” Becky said. “I’m not sure you should be climbing up there either.”
“If we wait for someone else to come along, we’ll both die of old age. Besides, we gals have got to help each other out.”
The redhead winked. Stepping onto the warped bottom shelf, she reached high overhead and slid the baby seat from its perch. Climbing back down, she turned and dropped the box safely into Becky’s cart.
“There,” she said, clapping the dust from her hands with a satisfied smile.
“Thanks,” Becky said. “If my boyfriend were here . . .” She trailed off, irritation rippling through her. Why was it that she was the only one responsible for all of this baby stuff? She hadn’t gotten pregnant by herself.
The redhead’s eyes narrowed.
“Where is the baby daddy? Shouldn’t he be helping you with this?”
“He’s out with his friends. He’ll be home soon, though.”
Becky blushed and turned away. Why was she lying to a perfect stranger? Nathan wouldn’t be home soon. In fact, she didn’t know when she would see him again. For her, home was a dreary little basement apartment that she could barely afford, while he lived in a sprawling frat house minutes away from the University of Washington campus. She had only been there once. The night she had gotten pregnant.
The last three dozen texts she sent him went unanswered. He ignored her baby updates. She’d even sent him images from the ultrasound.
But he’d never responded. He didn’t answer her calls. She might as well not exist. Pregnant and alone, she was an eighteen-year-old walking cliché. And what was worse, her mother had been totally right about Nathan, not that Becky had any intention of admitting it.
Becky’s shoulders slumped. A painful lump formed in her throat, and she rubbed her belly.
“Men are pigs, honey,” the redhead said, patting Becky’s shoulder. “The sooner you learn that lesson, the easier your life is going to be.”
Even though Nathan was ignoring her, Becky still held a sliver of hope deep in her heart that once the baby was born, he’d come around. Once he held his son, looked down into his beautiful face, everything would change.
Becky sniffed and dabbed her nose on her sleeve. She could hope.
“Do you have someone who can help you carry the baby seat to your car? It’s slippery out there. You almost fell once today; you don’t want to risk that baby again.”
The woman reached out and patted her baby bump. Becky recoiled, startled by the presumption of the stranger’s touch.
“Sorry,” the woman said, curling her fingers into a fist. “Force of habit.”
Becky grasped the handle of the shopping cart and steered it down the narrow aisle.
“Thanks for your help but I can manage,” she called over her shoulder. In her haste to escape the awkward situation, the front wheels slammed into a shelf. The cart shuddered, and Becky’s belly ran up against the handle. She gasped, pain shooting through her.
“You okay?”
The bright flash of pain subsided. Cheeks burning, Becky waved her hand and kept going, wanting to distance herself from the woman. She’d already embarrassed herself enough for one night. Besides, it was late, and her back was killing her. All she wanted to do was go home and stretch out on the couch, maybe catch an episode of The New Girl before she fell asleep.
Waiting at the register, she looked at all the baby things crammed on the shelves. They were so sweet. Stuffed bunnies with long, floppy ears; burp cloths; and pacifiers.
Her belly tensed. The baby kicked like he knew he was going to be born into a life of hand-me-downs. A fake contraction rippled through her, and she released a short breath. At least she thought it was fake. She wasn’t ready for the real kind yet.
Unable to stop herself, Becky picked a stuffed bunny off the shelf. Raising it to her face, she ran its baby-soft fur across the bridge of her nose. It smelled powdery fresh and reminded her of her favorite stuffed animal from when she was a kid. A potbellied bear with a matted brown coat and a large blue nose. She’d loved that bear. Took it with her on every trip. Slept with it every night for far longer than she cared to admit. Her mom had restuffed that bear at least three times that she could recall.
She felt a pang thinking about her mom. They hadn’t spoken for five months now, ever since that terrible fight they’d had about Nathan. And the abortion her mother thought Becky should have.
She couldn’t kill her baby.
“Ma’am?” the clerk called to her. She looked up. The couple in front of her was gone, and the line had cleared. She was next.
“The bunny?” The clerk held out her hand for the stuffed animal. Becky shook her head and forced a smile. The bunny was a luxury she couldn’t afford. Squeezing the downy soft tummy one last time, she set the stuffed animal back on the shelf.
“Just the car seat,” she said, digging for her wallet. Paying cash for her purchase, she left the store.
Thick flakes of snow shone under the streetlights and swirled around her in the frigid wind. A blanket of white covered the icy parking lot.
Becky pressed the trunk button on the remote. Some asshole had parked his black van right next to her. With the whole empty parking lot to choose from, why would he park so close?
Shit luck, she supposed, the only kind she seemed to have these days.
The wheels on Becky’s cart rattled on the chunky snow and ice. She slipped. Catching herself, she kept going. On a grim night like this, most smart people stayed home.
Snowflakes caught in her eyelashes, and others brushed her cheeks like icy angel kisses. Becky stowed the car seat in the trunk. The nearest cart caddy was a football field away. Okay. She probably shouldn’t abandon the cart, but screw it. She was tired, pregnant, and it was damned cold out here. No one would blame her. She launched her cart through the empty parking lot. It ground to a halt the next row over.
Shivering as the damp night air wrapped around her and the snowflakes melted in her hair, Becky rounded the side of the car and glared at the van. He’d left her eighteen inches of space. How the hell was she supposed to open her door wide enough to crawl into the driver’s seat? It would have been difficult even if she had been her normal size, but in her current condition, it was impossible.
But what choice did she have? Wait out here until the asshole showed up and moved his ratty van? With the way her luck was going, it probably belonged to some kid who worked in the store and wouldn’t be off for hours yet. She could try the passenger’s side, but crawling over the gearshift and the console between the seats in her condition . . .
Becky sighed. Feeling dumb and desperate, she dialed Nathan’s number. His picture flashed on her phone. He had a handsome face with blue eyes and a smattering of light-brown freckles. She waited. One ring. Two. Five. The call went through to voicemail the way it always did. Becky’s stomach heaved, and she pocketed the phone.
Glancing up, she eyed the van and set her jaw.
She could do this.
Easing her way between the two vehicles, her swollen belly smearing the dirty side of the van, she waddled toward the driver’s door. The side mirrors of the vehicles almost touched.
Behind her, she heard the crunch of shoes on snow. Becky’s breath caught.
She spun, her belly scraping the passenger’s door as she looked behind her.
The redhead from the store smiled.
“God, you scared me.” Becky slapped a hand over her racing heart as adrenaline shot through her system at warp speed. The baby must have felt it too. He twisted and squirmed inside her.
“Sorry. I would have called out, but I didn’t know your name.”
“Becky,” she said, still gripping the keys tight in her hand. She drew in a couple of cleansing breaths.
“I think you dropped this.”
The woman held something out in front of her. It was the stuffed animal from the store—the snow-white bunny with floppy ears. Becky frowned and shook her head.
“It’s not mine. I . . .”
She was so focused on the rabbit that she didn’t hear the grinding sound of the van’s door open until it was too late. Large gloved hands clamped onto her shoulders and heaved her inside. She landed on her belly. A bright bolt of pain ripped through her. The air rushed from her lungs.
The front door slammed closed. The engine roared to life. Becky screamed. A stabbing pain, like the sharp pinch of broken glass, burned at the base of her neck. She tried to push the man away, but he pinned her hands.
“Let’s go,” he said.
The van rumbled out of the parking lot. A right turn, then a left.
Becky screamed again. Her vision narrowed, a black tunnel growing wide around the edges. Her eyelids drooped, heavy as lead, until they fluttered closed.
Excerpt from Dark Harvest by Chris Patchell. Copyright © 2017 by Chris Patchell. Reproduced with permission from Chris Patchell. All rights reserved.

Chris Patchell is the bestselling author of In the Dark and the Indie Reader Discovery Award winning novel Deadly Lies. Having recently left her long-time career in tech to pursue her passion for writing full-time, Chris pens gritty suspense novels set in the Pacific Northwest, where she lives with her family and two neurotic dogs.



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Wow, how does she do it? How does Chris Patchell write such thrilling, action packed, fun, but very heartfelt stories every time? I love medical thrillers (Robin Cook was one of my favorite authors). I really had no idea that this was a medical thriller so this was a great surprise. You're wondering - how did you not know? Did you not read the blurb? Well, no I didn't - I just saw Chris' name and eagerly grabbed the book knowing it was going to be great! She has not steered me wrong yet!

Great character development. In the last book In The Dark I said that I didn't care for and couldn't relate to Marissa Rooney. I did like her better in this one. She was smart, sensitive, reassuring - she was very unsure of herself and had a lot going on with her daughter but she didn't give up. I think she was trying a little too hard with Seth, like she was pushing him into what he wasn't ready for. But it felt real. I do know people who are like that. She desperately wanted the relationship to work. I also liked Seth - Mr. tough guy, get things done - but ever the cop, even when he's not.
The one character I really fell for was Henry! He was techy, smart, funny, a no holds barred kind of guy. When he got something in his head, saw something that needed to be done and he did it, sometimes without thinking about the consequences. And unfortunately... there were consequences.

Once again this great action suspense thriller reaches into your heart, and once again I was in tears! I actually gasped out loud and covered my mouth and didn't want to know what was going to happen. Chris has a way of doing that to you - making you fall in love and then ripping out your heart LOL, not nice Chris!

Chris Patchell is a "go-to" author for me and once you read one of her books she will be for you too!
This can be read as a stand alone, but really you will want to read the first one Into the Dark (and her other book Deadly Lies) just because they are so darn good!

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