BOOkish Blog Hop: Next Book on Your TBR?


I recently joined a group on Facebook where book bloggers come together to support each other. There is a monthly blog hop where a blogger hosts a question each day and other bloggers chime in with their answers as well.

I’m excited to say that I’m participating this month and am hosting another question today.

Today’s blog hop question is: Next book on your TBR?

My answer: The next book on my TBR is Natural Thorn Killer by Kate Dyer-Seeley


A lot of my friends that read cozy mysteries really enjoy Kate’s books, so I thought I would give this one a try. I’m excited to get into it!

Cut down among the flowers . . .

Britta Johnston might be a late bloomer, but after leaving her deadbeat husband and dead-end job, she’s finally pursuing her artistic passion at her aunt Elin’s floral boutique, Blooma, in Portland, Oregon. It’s on the banks of the Willamette, in a quaint district of cobblestone paths and cherry trees. The wine bar featuring Pacific Northwest vintages is a tasty bonus, offering another kind of bouquet to enjoy. But things aren’t as peaceful as they look.

For one thing, someone’s been leaving dead roses around–and a sleazy real estate developer who wants the waterfront property has put a big-money offer on the table. Then, after a contentious meeting of local business owners, he’s found on the floor of the shop, with Elin’s garden shears planted in his chest. And before the police decide to pin the crime on her beloved aunt, Britta will have to find out who arranged this murder . . .


Check out what some of my fellow bloggers are going to be reading next:

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Casia Schreyer:

Once I’m finished all 3 volumes of Ghost in the Shell I plan on cracking open The Call of the White Moose by Alex McGilvery. This is the second book in his Northern Canada thriller series. Book 1 was called Wendigo Whispers and it is one of my favourites.

Leslie Conzatti
Leslie Conzatti

Once I finish A Sliver of Stardust by Marissa Burt, it’s on to Curio by Elizabeth Denmark! As far as my indie ebook TBR list goes, I’m making my way through Painter Place by Pamela Poole, and then it’s actually returning to a book I started just before that, Oblivion’s Forge by Simon Williams. I had started it a few months ago, but I had trouble getting into it because the story was so unfamiliar (at least as far as “strange place and character names, and too many to remember”) and high fantasy that it struck me as similar to the book I’d just finished, so reading it felt redundant. I set it aside and moved on to the next book, Painter Place, and now I’ll be returning to it with fresher eyes!

Brandy Potter (1)
Brandy Potter

So it’s fall. Every fall I re-read The Middle Earth books from Silmarillion to The Return of the King in order. So that’s the “old” TBR for me. The “new” tbr for me is Shelter in Place by Nora Roberts. It’s her newest release, that’s not part of a series. I tend not to like her series, I don’t know why. I think Shelter in Place could bring some relevant points of view from today’s events.

The synopsis on Amazon is: It was a typical evening at a mall outside Portland, Maine. Three teenage friends waited for the movie to start. A boy flirted with the girl selling sunglasses. Mothers and children shopped together, and the manager at the video-game store tending to customers. Then the shooters arrived.

The chaos and carnage lasted only eight minutes before the killers were taken down. But for those who lived through it, the effects would last forever. In the years that followed, one would dedicate himself to a law enforcement career. Another would close herself off, trying to bury the memory of huddling in a ladies’ room, hopelessly clutching her cell phone–until she finally found a way to pour her emotions into her art.

But one person wasn’t satisfied with the shockingly high death toll at the DownEast Mall. And as the survivors slowly heal, find shelter, and rebuild, they will discover that another conspirator is lying in wait–and this time, there might be nowhere safe to hide.

Jo Linsdell- Dark Rivers of the Heart
Jo Linsdell

Next up on my TBR is Dark Rivers of the Heart by Dean Koontz. I’m a huge Dean Koontz fan and so I’m really looking forward to reading this one (that has been sat on my shelves for far too long).

About the book:

Do you dare step through the red door? Spencer Grant had no idea what drew him to the bar with the red door. He thought he would just sit down, have a slow beer or two, and talk to a stranger. He couldn’t know that it would lead to a narrow escape from a bungalow targeted by a SWAT team. Or that it would leave him a wanted man.

But now Spencer is on the run from mysterious and ruthless men. He is in love with a woman he knows next to nothing about. And he is hiding from a past he can’t fully remember. On his trail is a shadowy security agency that answers to no one—including the U.S. government—and a man who considers himself a compassionate Angel of Death. But worst of all, Spencer Grant is on a collision course with inner demons he thought he’d buried years ago—inner demons that could destroy him if his enemies don’t first.

The Bookworm Mummy
Tania Richardson – The Bookworm Mummy

Next on my TBR list is To Kill A Kingdom by Alexandra Christo, and I. CANNOT. WAIT. I love fairytale retellings and this one promises to be a pretty good one. Murderous mermaids? YES PLEASE! It’s been on my TBR since release day, but I think I’ve been putting it off because I’ve hyped it up so much in my head I’m afraid I’ll be disappointed!

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Laura Morningstar – Loving Life Everyday

Next on my TBR is What Does This Button Do? By Bruce Dickinson. Technically it isn’t next as I have a pretty large pile of books to review, but it is what is next on my personal TBR. Next to books music is my other love, and I am a metal/hard rock chick at heart. From the blurb for Bruce Dickinsons autobiography you can just tell this is going to be afascinating read.

About the Book:

Bruce Dickinson – Iron Maiden’s legendary front man – is one of the world’s most iconic singers and songwriters. But there are many strings to Bruce’s bow, of which larger-than-life lead vocalist is just one. He is also an airline captain, aviation entrepreneur, motivational speaker, beer brewer, novelist, radio presenter, film scriptwriter and an international fencer: truly one of the most unique and interesting men in the world.

In What Does this Button Do? Bruce contemplates the rollercoaster of life. He recounts – in his uniquely anarchic voice – the explosive exploits of his eccentric British childhood, the meteoric rise of Maiden, summoning the powers of darkness, the philosophy of fencing, brutishly beautiful Boeings and firmly dismissing cancer like an uninvited guest.

Bold, honest, intelligent and funny, this long-awaited memoir captures the life, heart and mind of a true rock icon, and is guaranteed to inspire curious souls and hard-core fans alike.

So, what’s next on your TBR? I’d love to know! 


My BOOkish Blog Hop: Reading Habits


I recently joined a group on Facebook where book bloggers come together to support each other. There is a monthly blog hop where a blogger hosts a question each day and other bloggers chime in with their answers as well.

I’m excited to say that I’m participating this month and am hosting a question today.

Today’s blog hop question is: Have your reading habits changed since starting a blog? 

My answer: My reading habits have definitely changed since starting a blog. Before I became a blogger, I pretty much stuck to reading the same couple of authors. I didn’t branch out very much. Since becoming a blogger, I have found so many new authors to read. I’ve even tried out new genres that I never would have thought I’d ever read, much less actually enjoy. It’s opened up a whole new world for me!

Check out what some of my fellow bloggers had to say:

Leslie Conzatti
Leslie Conzatti

Oh, absolutely! Not just starting a blog, but the decision to feature reviews on my blog has changed my reading habits drastically! Before starting a blog, a lot of my reading was very conservative and rather religious in nature, lots of obscure classics that nobody outside of  specific era has really ever heard of, like Tom Swift and the Bobbsey Twins, or the entire collection of G. A. Henty novels.

When I publicized the fact that I wanted to start featuring reviews, the first to respond was a sci-fi dystopian author and a paranormal investigator/urban fantasy author–both genres I had never really delved into. I loved both books so intensely, they became the reference point for subsequent books. As far as the featured reviews go, I’ve enjoyed and reviewed books in genres I had dismissed before, like supernatural and horror. Furthermore, sharing lists of library checkouts I read motivated me to check out more and more, and becoming acquainted with new genres encouraged me to be more adventurous in exploring the library shelves, and opened new avenues to countless authors I’d have otherwise missed. Blogging has changed my reading habits so much, for the better!

Jo Linsdell
Jo Linsdell

Becoming a blogger has definitely opened me up to books I probably wouldn’t have considered before. I’m much more likely to try out a new genre now than I was before, and have discovered some real gems over the years thanks to taking a chance on review copies.

That said, blogging about books has also given me a clearer idea of the sorts of books I enjoy. When I find out about a new book, I now know certain things I look for to see if it might be a good read for me. This means I generally pick books that I know I will enjoy. I make much more conscience choices now.

Brandy Potter
Brandy Potter

Yes and no. The first book that Liz got for Written By… (previous incarnation) was a book that was a highly specific genre that neither of us had any experience in. Still she had to review it so plodded through it but…She was objective, the book was not only a bad genre for her but poorly written from her standpoint. She sent the review back to the author and said hey we don’t want to publish this and have it hurt your feelings. The author was genuinely upset and even cussing at us because other reviewers had given him glowing reviews… the thing was, the other reviewers knew the genre and knew that his style of writing fit that genre perfectly. She apologized profusely and suggested he look for more reviewers for that genre. Therefore we limited what we reviewed.

There have been times that reviewing opened a door to a story or genre that I found interesting. However more often than not I have found that if you are forced to review a genre that rubs you the wrong way. I.E. a conservative reviewing erotica or a religious writer reviewing a story about demonic possession, than your review will be biased. So yes in some ways things I read have changed. But I also learned to limit what I review to things that aren’t going to offend me or that have structure that I don’t understand.

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I went into blogging with very clear and definitive genre limitations. Apart from that my habits have definitely changed. When I was just listening or reading for myself I’d rarely look for new authors and would just buy what I already knew for sure I’d like.

However, for the blog – since it’s so new still – I want to cover a lot of ground, many different authors and audiobook narrators. So I always look for something different. That actually has the downside that I rarely take the time to finish a series. I will definitely have to work on that!

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Laura Morningstar – Loving Life Everyday

My reading habits have definitely changed. Book blogging was what kickstarted me into reading again after a horribly long slump. Since starting to blog though I find that I read books from a wider range of genres than I did before. Everything I read now I read from the point of view of would it be enjoyable to other people.

I have finished books that I wouldn’t normally have finished due to being committed to a review. Sometimes that has led me to enjoying a book I didn’t think I would and at others reading something I have really disliked. If I dislike a book I look at whether it is because it’s a genre or writing style I don’t enjoy or whether it is truly poorly written. If it’s because the book isn’t quite my cup of tea then I will always try to point out the good points within my review while keeping it as balanced as possible. I’m not afraid to say I didn’t like a book.

The other way it has changed my reading habits is that I am more conscious of what books I buy and now knowing the hard work book bloggers do, always check the reviews first.

So, what about you? Have your reading habits changed since starting a blog?


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Blog Tour – Five Years Gone by Marie Force

Today we are celebrating the release of FIVE YEARS GONE, a romantic standalone title by New York Times Bestselling author Marie Force. Check out some teasers and an excerpt for the book below.


FIVE YEARS GONE by Marie Force

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The most brazen terrorist attack in history. A country bent on revenge. A love affair cut short. A heart that never truly heals.

I knew on the day of the attack that our lives were changed forever. What I didn’t know then was that I’d never see John again after he deployed. One day he was living with me, sleeping next to me, making plans with me. The next day he was gone.

That was five years ago. The world has moved on from that awful day, but I’m stuck in my own personal hell, waiting for a man who may be dead for all I know. At my sister’s wedding, I meet Eric, the brother of the groom, and my heart comes alive once again.

The world is riveted by the capture of the terrorist mastermind, brought down by U.S. Special Forces in a daring raid. Now I am trapped between hoping I’ll hear from John and fearing what’ll become of my new life with Eric if I do.

From a New York Times bestselling author, Five Years Gone, a standalone contemporary, is an epic story of love, honor, duty, unbearable choices and impossible dilemmas.


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Read this excerpt from Five Years Gone.



We met in a bar, of all places, a dingy hole-in-the-wall favored by military members from the nearby Navy base in San Diego. I went with a friend from school who was interested in one of the military guys. Before that night, I’d never been there, and I’ve never been back. John was celebrating the promotion of one of his buddies. He crashed into me as I left the ladies’ room and kept me from falling by grabbing my arms to steady me.

Just like in the movies, our eyes met, and my spine tingled with the kind of instantaneous awareness I’d only read about but never experienced personally.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, gorgeous and fierce in his fatigues.

I noticed gold on his collar, a hint of late-day scruff on his jaw and the name WEST in bold black letters on his chest. Intense electric-blue eyes made it impossible for me to look away, even when I was safely back on my feet.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

Realizing I’d been staring at him, I blinked and reluctantly broke the connection. “I… Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for the save.”

And then he smiled, and the tingling began anew.

“I’m John.”

I shook his outstretched hand. “Ava.”

Keeping his hold on my hand, he tipped his head. “You come here often?”

“Never,” I said, laughing. “I’m a first-timer.”

“What do you think so far?”

“I wasn’t impressed until about thirty seconds ago.”

As if he had all the time in the world to give me, he leaned against the wall. “Is that right? What happened thirty seconds ago?”

I thought about taking back my hand but didn’t. “I was saved from certain disaster by a man in uniform.”

“The guy in the uniform is the reason you needed saving in the first place, because he wasn’t watching where he was going. Least he can do is buy you a drink.”

“I wouldn’t say no to that.” I was proud of my witty responses and got the feeling he could more than hold his own in the wittiness department. Across the crowded room, I noticed my friend talking to the guy she’d come to see, and her brows lifted in interest when she saw me with John. He guided me to the bar, placing a proprietary hand on my lower back, and told one of the guys to give me his stool.

“Yes, sir.” The younger man bowed gallantly to me as he took his beer and moved along.

“Do people always do what you say?”

“If they know what’s good for them.” His teasing grin kept the comment from being overly cocky. “What can I get you?”

Deciding to live dangerously for once, I asked for a cosmopolitan.

“Go big or go home,” he said with admiration.

“That’s my motto.” I was so full of shit. I wondered if he could tell I was all talk or what he’d think of me if he knew I usually err much closer to the side of caution than the wild side. I wondered if he could tell I was just barely old enough to drink. I’d turned twenty-one only six months earlier.

When my cosmo and his Budweiser had been delivered, he offered a toast. “To new friends.”

I touched my glass to his bottle. “To new friends.”

“So, where’re you from, Ava?”

“New York.”

“I thought I heard New Yawk in your voice.”

I batted my eyelashes at him. “So four years at the University of California San Diego didn’t scrub the New York out of me?”

Laughing, he said, “Hardly. I know some guys from New York. One of them is from Staten Island, which is about as New York as it gets. I know New York when I hear it.”

“I’m from Purchase, upstate from the city. What about you?”

“I’m from all over. My old man is a retired general. You name it, I’ve lived there.”

“Where’s home?”

“Right here.” He turned that intense gaze on me, and I went stupid in the head. I couldn’t see anything but him. We might as well have been alone in the crowded bar for all I knew. Unlike my friend, who loved men in uniform, I was never turned on by the uniform. Until then. Until John. “You want to get out of here?”

I swallowed hard. It wasn’t like me to leave a bar with a man I’d just met. “And go where?”

“Somewhere we can talk.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

He leaned in so his lips were close to my ear. “Everything. I want to know every single thing there is to know about you.”


That’s how we started. We were intense from the first second we met until the last time I saw him five years ago today. I can’t believe it’s been five years since I looked into those incredible blue eyes or woke to him on the pillow next to me or heard his voice in my ear, whispering words that’re permanently carved into my heart as he made love to me.

The worst part is I have no idea where he is. I don’t know if he’s alive or dead, being held captive or if he’s living his life somewhere else with someone else. I don’t know, and the not knowing is the hardest thing I’ve ever dealt with.

I love him as much today as I ever did. No amount of time could ever change that simple fact of my life. We had two beautiful, magnificent years together, caught up in our own little bubble. He never met my family. I never met his. We didn’t make couple friends. We didn’t talk about the future. We didn’t need to. Our future was decided that first night, and it would take care of itself in due time. I honestly and naïvely believed that.

Now, with hindsight, I realize the bubble was strategic on his part. He gave me everything he had to give, including no promise of tomorrow.

Five years ago today, we watched the horror unfold on live television. A US-based cruise ship blown up by suicide bombers. Four thousand lives extinguished in a heartbeat. Our world permanently changed once again, our country declaring yet another war on terrorists. After 9/11 we thought we’d seen everything. We were wrong.

“I have to go,” he said, grabbing the duffel that stood ready in the front hall closet. He called it his “go bag.” I’d thought nothing of it.

“Where’re you going?”

“I don’t know.”

“When will you be back?”

“I don’t know that either.” He held my face in his hands and gazed at me, seemingly trying to memorize my every feature. “I love you. I’ll always love you.” Then he kissed me as passionately as he ever had and was gone, out the door in a flash of camouflage.

I never saw him again.

I’m not his wife or even his fiancée, so no one notified me of his whereabouts. And three months after he left, when I found a way onto the base in a desperate quest for information, no one there could tell me anything either. I tried to locate his parents and other people he mentioned, but it was like they didn’t exist. I could find no record of a retired general named West in the Marine Corps, Army or Air Force.

Furthermore, an exhaustive search for information on the John West I had known led nowhere. No high school, no college, no military service, no nothing.

Sometimes I wonder if I dreamed the two years we spent together, doing mundane things like grocery shopping, cooking, watching TV and sleeping together after long days at work. But then I’d remember the blissful passion, the scorching pleasure, the desire that ruled us from the beginning, and I’d know I didn’t dream him. I didn’t dream us. We were real, and he was everything to me.

Sitting on the floor in our apartment, surrounded by boxes, I take a few minutes before the movers arrive to memorize every detail of the place where we lived together. I’ve packed his things along with mine, and I’m moving home to New York. Today was my deadline. I gave it five years, and I simply can’t do it anymore. I can’t sit in our home among our things, waiting for something that’s never going to happen.

It’s over. It’s time for me to move on. It’s probably long past time, if I’m being honest with myself. And though I know it’s the right move at the right time, that doesn’t mean my heart isn’t shattering all over again as I dismantle the place where we were us.

My sister is getting married next month. I promised her I’d be home in time to hold her hand through the festivities. Other than occasional trips home for holidays and other occasions, I’ve been gone more than ten years. I bear no resemblance whatsoever to the girl who left home at eighteen seeking independence from her overbearing family at a faraway college out West.

I accomplished all my goals, finishing college, landing a decent job and falling in love with the man of my dreams. I found out what happens when dreams come true and how painful it is when they blow up in your face.

It’s time now to set new goals, to start over, to begin a life that doesn’t have John at the center of it the way it did here. It’ll be nice to be back with people who love me and care about me, even if they tend toward smothering at times. That’s looking rather good to me after years of loneliness and grief.

The intercom sounds to let me know the movers are here. I pick myself up off the floor and steel my heart for the day ahead. I can do this. I’ve been through worse, and I’ll survive this the same way I’ve survived everything else. Despite my resolve, my eyes fill with tears as I press the button that opens the door downstairs to the movers.

It doesn’t take them long to pack my belongings into their truck. I keep with me the things that can’t be replaced—precious photos, gifts he gave me, the clothing he left behind. After taking a final look around the apartment, I pack those boxes into my car, turn my apartment keys into the leasing office and head east, feeling as if I’m leaving behind everything that ever mattered to me.

It’s like I’m losing him all over again. I cry all the way through the desert of Southern California and well into Arizona. I relive every minute I can remember, every conversation, every special moment. I think about what it was like to make love with him and wonder how I’ll ever to do that with anyone but him. Maybe I won’t. Maybe that part of my life ended with him, and even though I’m only twenty-eight now, I’m okay with that possibility. Once you’ve experienced perfection, it’s hard to imagine settling for anything less.

The tears finally dry up somewhere in northern Arizona, but the ache inside… I take that with me all the way to New York, where I will try my very best to pick up the pieces of my shattered life and put them back together into some new version of myself.

After all, what choice do I have?






Marie Force is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary romance, including the indie-published Gansett Island Series and the Fatal Series from Harlequin Books. In addition, she is the author of the Butler, Vermont Series, the Green Mountain Series and the erotic romance Quantum Series. In 2019, her new historical Gilded series from Kensington Books will debut with Duchess By Deception.

All together, her books have sold 6.5 million copies worldwide, have been translated into more than a dozen languages and have appeared on the New York Times bestseller list many times. She is also a USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller, a Speigel bestseller in Germany, a frequent speaker and publishing workshop presenter as well as a publisher through her Jack’s House Publishing romance imprint. She is a two-time nominee for the Romance Writers of America’s RITA® award for romance fiction.

Her goals in life are simple—to finish raising two happy, healthy, productive young adults, to keep writing books for as long as she possibly can and to never be on a flight that makes the news.

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Book Tour – The Ghost & the Bogus Bookseller by Cleo Coyle

The Ghost and the Bogus Bestseller (Haunted Bookshop Mystery)
by Cleo Coyle

About the Book

The Ghost and the Bogus Bestseller (Haunted Bookshop Mystery)
Paranormal Cozy Mystery
6th in Series
Berkley (September 25, 2018)
Mass Market Paperback: 320 pages
ISBN-10: 0425237451
ISBN-13: 978-0425237458
Digital ASIN: B078VX9SNF

Penelope Thornton-McClure and her bookshop’s ghost-in-residence Jack Shepard are back on a new case in this delightful paranormal mystery from New York Times bestselling author Cleo Coyle.

A big bestseller leads to small town trouble.

Bookshop owner Penelope Thornton-McClure didn’t believe in ghosts, until she was haunted by the hard-boiled spirit of 1940s private investigator Jack Shepard. Now Jack is back on the job, and Pen is eternally grateful…

After an elegant new customer has a breakdown in her shop, Penelope suspects there is something bogus behind the biggest bestseller of the year. This popular potboiler is so hot that folks in her tiny Rhode Island town are dying to read it–literally. First one customer turns up dead, followed by another mysterious fatality connected to the book, which Pen discovers is more than just fiction. Now, with the help of her gumshoe ghost, Pen must solve the real-life cold case behind the bogus bestseller before the killer closes the book on her.


My Review:
4 out of 5 stars

I was not aware that this series has actually been around for a really long time. I’ve never read any of the other books in the series, and I’m not usually a fan of paranormal books, but I decided to take a chance on this one.

I’m so glad that I decided to read this book. The characters are so enjoyable. I really appreciate that this book was written in a way that it is able to stand on it’s own. People who are new to this series like me won’t have any problem at all with feeling lost with the story and the characters or anything like that.

This was a really enjoyable read. The mystery kept me engaged and interested in the story. The characters are great. I’m going to have to go back and read the previous books in this series.

About the Author

Cleo Coyle is a pseudonym for Alice Alfonsi, writing in collaboration with her husband, Marc Cerasini. Both are New York Times bestselling authors of the Coffeehouse Mysteries–now celebrating nearly fifteen years in print. They also write the nationally bestselling Haunted Bookshop Mysteries, which were originally published under their second pseudonym, Alice Kimberly (The Ghost and Mrs. McClure, The Ghost and the Dead Deb, The Ghost and the Dead Man’s Library, The Ghost and the Femme Fatale, The Ghost and the Haunted Mansion). Alice has worked as a journalist in Washington, DC, and New York, and has written popular fiction for adults and children. A former magazine editor, Marc has authored espionage thrillers and nonfiction for adults and children. Alice and Marc are also bestselling media tie-in writers who have penned properties for Lucasfilm, NBC, Fox, Disney, Imagine, and MGM. They live and work in New York City, where they write independently and together. You can learn more about Cleo, her husband, and the books they write by visiting

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ABC Book Tag – Part 2 (N-Z)

I posted the first part of this tag on the blog last week. I found it over on AEB Book Reviews and decided to participate. 🙂

So here is the second half of the A-Z book tag. 🙂



I own 3 bookcases right now. Two of them have five shelves and the other one has three larger shelves.


I actually don’t really re-read books very often. I can’t even remember the last time I re-read a book.


I prefer to read on my couch, curled up with a blanket or an iced coffee. Maybe even both. 😉


One of my favorite quotes is “Every day is not a good day, but there is good in every day.”

I’ll be honest and say that I have had a lot of bad days these last couple months. This quote reminds me to look for the good, because there is always good there among the bad.


I don’t think I have any reading regrets.


There are quite a few series that I started and need to finish, but I think they all still have books being released, so I can’t answer this one.


Really? Just three? Are you trying to make my brain explode? lol

I seriously don’t know if I can answer this.

Okay, I’m going to cheat.

  1. The Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan
  2. The Heroes of Olympus series by Rick Riordan
  3. Slammed by Colleen Hoover


I have lots of answers for this.
Colleen Hoover
Rick Riordan
Molly E Lee
Tarryn Fisher
Cambria Hebert
JK Rowling
RC Boldt
Rebecca Yarros


I’m already very highly anticipating The Fire Keeper by JC Cervantes.


My worst bookish habit right now is that I am still trying to get out of the worst book slump I’ve ever been in that started back in the summer. I read a book with a friend of mine that was just awful and it threw me into the worst reading slump of my life.

After reading that book, I now refuse to continue with a book if I feel like I’m not going to like it. I don’t care if I’ve only read the first page. If it doesn’t vibe with me, it’s gone. I won’t waste any more time on books that I’m not enjoying.


The 27th book on my shelf is #BAE by Cambria Hebert. Definitely a book worth checking out! (You’d have to read the previous books in that series to read that book though).


Okay, so…. is it bad that I’ve bought so many books lately that I can’t even remember what the latest one was?



The Fourth Monkey by JD Barker. I stayed up late reading this book because I just couldn’t put it down. After I was finished reading for the night, I also stayed up for a while after because… yeah. That’s just how creeped out I was and I was afraid to go to sleep LOL!



Review – Death by Dumpling by Vivien Chien


Welcome to the Ho-Lee Noodle House, where the Chinese food is to die for. . .

The last place Lana Lee thought she would ever end up is back at her family’s restaurant. But after a brutal break-up and a dramatic workplace walk-out, she figures that a return to the Cleveland area to help wait tables is her best option for putting her life back together. Even if that means having to put up with her mother, who is dead-set on finding her a husband.

Lana’s love life soon becomes yesterday’s news once the restaurant’s property manager, Mr. Feng, turns up dead―after a delivery of shrimp dumplings from Ho-Lee. But how could this have happened when everyone on staff knew about Mr. Feng’s severe, life-threatening shellfish allergy? Now, with the whole restaurant under suspicion for murder and the local media in a feeding frenzy―to say nothing of the gorgeous police detective who keeps turning up for take-out―it’s up to Lana to find out who is behind Feng’s killer order. . . before her own number is up.

My Review:
5 out of 5 stars

I chose to pick up this book because of the cover and the title. Both immediately grabbed my attention. I was intrigued because I’d never read a cozy based around a noodle shop. I’m so glad I decided to give this book a chance!

First of all, the characters in this book are amazing. The main character Lana is so likable. I also really liked her best friend Megan. Megan isn’t afraid to say things that Lana needs to hear and she is there to back Lana up and help her when Lana starts investigating the murder. I also loved Lana’s furry companion, Kikko.

I really liked the idea behind the Asia Village. All of the shops sound really interesting and I love how they’ve created a little community together. Ho-Lee Noodle house was my favorite shop of all of them though. I mean, yummy Asian food? Yes, please! Reading this book had me so hungry at times. I’m craving some good noodles right now.

The mystery was very well written. There were plenty of suspects to choose from and I kept bouncing back and forth between who I thought the killer was. As the suspense started to build toward the end of the book, I could feel my heart racing in anticipation and I flew through the rest of the book so I could find out who it was. The killer is not who I thought it would be, so that took me by surprise.

My favorite thing about this book is that the main character actually did some sleuthing! Lana actually did quite a bit of sleuthing and it thrilled me to death! I have read a lot of cozies lately where the main focus of the story is a romance and the main character doesn’t investigate hardly at all. There is a hint of a possible future romance/relationship in this story, but I’m so thankful that it wasn’t the main focus of the story and didn’t take away from the mystery and investigating.

I’m already looking forward to reading the next book in this series! I anticipate this series being one of my favorite cozy mystery series.

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ABC Book Tag – Part 1 (A-M)

I found this tag over on AEB Book Reviews. It looked like a lot of fun so I’m going to participate also. I’m going to borrow her idea of doing this tag in 2 parts so the post isn’t so long. 😉


Janet Evanovich.


The Son of Neptune by Rick Riordan.


The Fourth Monkey by J.D Barker


I love drinking iced coffee while I’m reading. My iced coffee of choice is hazelnut iced coffee with 3 liquid sugars. Mmm yummy! I also drink soda, specifically Pepsi, a lot while reading.


Physical book. My eyesight has become really bad over the last year or so and now reading on the Kindle is really painful on my eyes. I can’t do it hardly at all now, so I’m reading way more physical books.


Hmm. Probably Leo Valdez from the Heroes of Olympus series. ❤


Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. I was sure I wouldn’t like this series, but once I got started reading these books, I wasn’t able to stop and now it is my top favorite series ever. I’m so glad I took a chance on those books.


Edge of Chaos by Molly E Lee.


I’m not sure that I’ve had a particularly important reading moment in my life. I’ll have to think about this one.


Well, the last book I read ended up being a DNF, but the one I read before that was Take My Breath Away by Faith Andrews.


I don’t like erotica and won’t read it. I want to read about something other than sex. A little bit is fine in a story, but I want an actual plot lol. I also don’t like non-fiction, historical, or paranormal books.


Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.


Oh wow, you really don’t want to get me started on this. I read a book a few months ago that was just so bad I was in a slump for nearly a couple months after reading it. My reading hasn’t been the same ever since.