I’m Melanie and I like to live vicariously through fictional characters. I enjoy reading and listening to mostly fictional books in the paranormal genre, including Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Romance and Horror. I will read contemporary romance on occasion, but not often. I will occasionally throw in a biography, usually autobiographies of people that I find interesting. Listening to autobiographies that are narrated by the author have been great in my experience.

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Here's to a good month!


August Numbers

Total of 278,880 steps for an average of 8,991.13/day

Total of 121.07 miles for an average of 3.9/day


Those Who Wish Me Dead by Michael Koryta Narrated by Robert Petkoff Audiobook Review

Those Who Wish Me Dead - Michael Koryta

My review and an extended sample of the audiobook are posted at


I will admit that I knew nothing about this author going into this book.  I selected to review this book based pretty much on the narrator, Robert Petkoff, who I love and list in my top five favorite narrators.  I read the synopsis and thought it sounded interesting.  Not knowing what I was getting into, I will say that I was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed this book.


We have Jace, a thirteen year old boy, who witness to a murder while outside. His parents chose to send him to a wilderness survival camp for troubled boys under a false identity instead of witness protection.  The men who are after him are good, very good.  They've never left anyone alive before and they don't plan to start with this boy.


Ethan agrees to take the boy at the request of a former student, who was trying to protect the boy and felt she couldn't.  She said that the men after him were too good.  She wants him off the grid and away from cell phones, cameras, etc.  Ethan couldn't say no, knowing that he might be signing the boy's death warrant.


The hitmen, Jack and Patrick are brothers and are a creepy pair.  When they talk to their victims, they do it by talking back and forth to each other instead of talking to the victim.  It is chilling to listen to.  They are true sociopaths and feel nothing when they kill and tortureto get the information they need.


There are some things that are not completely believable, but for the most part, I thought the story was real enough.  The kid was smart, too smart, I don't think so, but maybe.  My biggest thing is you don't take a person who has severe burns out of a hospital and put them on horseback in the mountains the next day.  Also, the horse hasn't been ridden in months because of a fractured leg.  You are not going to get on it and go up into the mountains, with not just one, but two riders.


Overall, I say that the story was extremely suspenseful and I really wanted to make time to listen.  Yes, this was a book where I was finding things to clean so I could keep listening.  I would say that the narration helped with the story some too.  I don't know if I would've liked it as much if I had read versus listening to it.



Did mention that Petkoff is one of my top five favorite narrators ever?  This is the first story I've listened to where he was narrating something besides Kresley's Cole Immortals After Dark series.  At first, I wasn't sure I was doing the right thing. Petkoff is great with accents and there are no accents in this story.  Then we get to the two hitmen.  He really brought their sociopathy to life.  The way he had these two talking to each other gave me goosebumps.  Once again, he does a great job with women's voices.  You could feel the fear that some of the characters felt throughout the story.  Once again, Petkoff nails it.  Still one of my top five favorite narrators.

I like to thank Hachette Audio for providing me with a copy of this audiobook in exchange for an honest review.

Twist (Mageri #2) by Dannika Dark Audiobook Review

Twist - Dannika Dark

My review and an extended sample of the audiobook are posted at


I'll start by saying that I enjoyed this book better than book one.  For starters, all the characters that made an appearance and then seemed to fall off the page, never to be seen again, have reappeared.  Their point to the story has finally become clear.  That was one of my biggest complaints about book one, meeting characters that disappeared. Now, with everyone back in the picture, I was much happier.


We meet two new species in this book.  There are Chitah, the narrator pronounced cheetah, but they never mention that he could shift.  He did have cat-like personality, with speed, enhanced smell, etc.  Chitah are also able to kill or paralyze Mage.  There is also a wolf-shifter that we meet.  He is actually able to shift into the wolf form and we do see him on page in this form.


There is more romance in this book than in book one.  There are two different pairs.  A pair of humans that we meet in book one and reappear in this book.  Plus, there seems to be something between Silver and the Chitah, Logan Cross.  Adam has shown some interest, but doesn't seem to be pushing really hard.  I could also see Justus becoming a love interest, but not sure that it will happen.


This story is a dark one, just like book one.  Silver is beaten up again.  She seems to need help a lot more than most UF heroines.  While she does get herself out of the situation, it required the help of someone else each time.  I would like to see her stand up on her own more.  She wants Justus to treat her like a grownup and let her go out on her own, well, she needs to learn how to take herself.


Overall, I enjoyed this story much more than book one.  I will look forward to looking at the next book.  To see what happens with Silver, Justus, Logan and the rest of the gang.



Once again, I think Nicole Poole is not a bad choice for this series.  While, I don't think she will ever be one of my favorite narrators, I think she does an okay job.  I still think the men could be more masculine.  Overall, not bad.  

I like to thank Tantor Audio for providing me with a copy of this audiobook in exchange for an honest review.

Passion Untamed (Feral Warriors #3) by Pamela Palmer Audiobook Review

Passion Untamed - Pamela Palmer

My review and an extended sample of the audiobook are posted at


This is the third book in the Feral Warriors series.  It is also the hardest and darkest so far.  This story is full of torture, rape and death.  Once you get through the darkness in the first part of the book, the story does lighten up, so it is not all despair.  It is worth going through the hard parts to get to the good parts at the end, and even makes the romance better in the long run.


We start this book pretty much where we left off in book two.  Paenther is looking for the woman from the convenience store.  She kidnaps him.  When he wakes up, her eyes are copper ringed mage eyes.  He goes a little crazy when he see those copper rings, which she had hidden when he first met her. Paenther's past is a dark one. He was trapped, tortured, and raped by a mage when he first became a feral.


Skye is a mage enchantress, she is able to call animals.  She is also able to call the feral's animals.  She travels with a group of evil mages and helps to kidnap Paenther. She also calls animals for the mage to sacrifice each night and she dances in their blood.  We quickly learn that she is as much of a victim as Paenther.


This is a hard story to read.  While I liked the story between Paenther and Skye, the beginning of the story is a dark one. There was rape, while not violent, was still rape.  That was not something I was expecting in this book and it caught me off guard. It was also public rape for a mage ritual.  I'm a huge animal lover and the animal sacrifices bothered me a lot.  I'm the type of person when watching a movie, you can murder people all day, but don't touch the dog, cat, etc.  Leading wild creatures and cuddling them before slitting their throat, was a hard thing to read for me.


All that being said, I did enjoy the romance once they leave the cave.  After they escape and we get past all the evil mage stuff, the story gets much better for me.  I like Skye and was great to see her finally getting away from the terrible situation that she has been in since she was eight. It was also nice to watch as the feral's learn to get past their prejudice of all mage.  If it were only that easy in real life to get people to change their tune after centuries of prejudice.


I also enjoyed the overall story arc.  We learn a lot about the mages and the dark world they live in.  We see more into the mage's plans with the demons.  Things happen with the other ferals, not just Paenther.  I don't want to say more, because I don't want to give away any spoilers.


The more I listen to Shapiro, the more I enjoy his narrator.  His voice has grown on me and now he is the voice for the warriors and even the women.  His tone and emotion in the characters voices are done well.

I like to thank Tantor Audio for providing me with a copy of this audiobook in exchange for an honest review.

Sterling (Mageri #1) by Dannika Dark Audiobook Review

Sterling - Dannika Dark

My review and an extended sample of the audiobook are posted at


This book had me going back and forth.  There are parts of the story that I really liked and parts that I didn't.  We start the story with Zoe going out partying with a friend.  There is a decent amount of effort into introducing you to Sunny, Zoe's best friend and even Zoe's cat, Max, only to have them both leave the story in less than twenty minutes into the book.  Zoe is attacked and left for dead after leaving the bar.  She then wakes up and runs into a guy name Adam.


Adam is probably my favorite secondary character in the book.  He helps Zoe after her attack, even though there is something going on with her.  She just travels with him and meets Justus, who she learns is like her.  Justus explains what she has transformed into, takes her under his wing and offers to train her.


After some time with Justus, the man who transformed Zoe appears and tries to claim her.  After some arguments, the council agrees that her maker has a right to her.  This does not go over well with Justus or Simon, one of Justus's Magi friends.  They plan to get her back.


My problem with the book is we spend time learning about Max, the cat. Then the cat leaves the story.  Then we meet Sunny, Zoe's best friend, then she is gone.  We meet Adam, who is around much longer, but then he is gone when Justus comes into the picture.  Do you see the pattern here?  I just felt like there was too much effort spent on details on minor characters that would disappear quickly.


What I enjoyed was the world.  I loved this world of magic, even if it a feudal system that these magical being live in.  I love the powers that these magical creatures have and the fact that they are created.  They are almost like magical vampires in the way that they are turned.  I do like the characters and want to learn to more about them.  I will be trying book two in the near future to see where things are going for Zoe/Silver.



Nicole Poole does an okay job.  I think her voice worked for the main character.  I think her male characters could be more masculine, but they weren't horrible.  She did a couple of different accents and they weren't bad.

I like to thank Tantor Audio for providing me with a copy of this audiobook in exchange for an honest review.

Dark Skye (Immortals After Dark #14) by Kresley Cole Audiobook Review

Dark Skye - Kresley Cole

My review and an extended sample of the audiobook are posted at


This is one of my favorite Paranormal Romance series, especially on audio.  I love the mix of action, snark and sexiness that Kresley Cole brings to the stories.  Add in Robert Petkoff's narration and you can't help but make any book from the Immortals After Dark series an autobuy on release day for me.  While I will admit that some stories are better than others, this one wasn't extremely high on my want list (for a IAD book, it was still high overall).  I like the Lycae the best and I have to say Lothaire is one of my favorite stories in the series.  Not sure how much of that is the story and how much of that is listening to Petkoff's accents.  I will say that once I got into this book, I enjoyed it way more than I thought.


Lanthe and Thronos have known each other since they were children. They were best friends even as their species are mortal enemies.  However, due to some miscommunication and things that were done, they had 500 years of hatred for each other.  Thronos, though, feels the pull of his fated mate and seeks Lanthe out even though he can't stand her.  He even gets himself caught by the Order to be with her.


As with all Immortal After Dark books, the timeline of this story somewhat overlaps with previous books.  It starts with Lanthe and Thronos breaking out of the Order run prison, which we've seen the last few books. Lanthe is trying to escape with Carrow and Ruby, but Thronos drags her off in a different direction.  Then the pair go on an Odyssey type adventure through worlds.  As they try to survive these unknown worlds and perils, they learn that things about the past are not all as they seemed.  As they overcome their differences, they learn that they were good together, just like when they were kids.  


There is a lot happening with the overall story arc of the series.  Cole also brings many of the characters and smaller story arcs back into the overall story, including the Dacians.  There are some major spoilers that come out in this story.  Not sure how many more books are in the series, but I'm starting to think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel of this story arc.  I can't wait to see where the story goes next and who the next couple will be.  I have some ideas, but I'm not sure at this time.



As always, Robert Petkoff knocks it out of the park with the narration.  While this one doesn't have accents that I love, he is still amazing as he pulls of the different personalities of the characters.  He does such a great job with the large number of female characters, especially showing their attitude.  He really puts emotion in all the characters.  He really makes the sexual scenes so realistic, I have to watch the volume in my earbuds at work.

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Book Blast + Giveaway: Sculptor's Desire by Kerry Adrienne!

Kerry Adrienne is back with another novel that'll keep you up way past your bedtime.


Rocco Lazzaro meets the a new age, yoga instructor Devin in SCULPTOR'S DESIRE, the second novel Kerry Adrienne's sizzling Gallant Gentlemen's Guild series, out on August 27th. 2014  from Ellora's Cave.




Rocco Lazzaro is on a mission to find the perfect male body to sculpt. His inability to find "the one" has affected his creativity and he's frustrated by his failure. With a Guild charity auction coming up, he's expected to provide high quality sculptures, but the pieces he creates feel soulless.


When Devin, a yoga instructor, approaches him and offers to help, Rocco can't quit thinking about the red-hot ginger. Devin's New Age beliefs push Rocco away—he can't deal with reality, much less mysticism. No auras and rainbows for Rocco—just stone and chisel and hammer.


But Devin is persistent. He knows he's supposed to help Rocco find his muse—and he'll stop at nothing to show him that the line between art and skin is very thin and a true muse can provide inspiration in many ways.


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Kerry loves history and spends large amounts of time wondering about people who lived and walked on Earth in the past. She's a mom to three daughters, six cats, and various small animals, including a panther chameleon.


In addition to writing, she's a college instructor, artist, costumer, and editor. Her new love is her Mini Cooper Convertible, Sheldon, and they have already gone on many adventures.


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Rocco clutched the purple fliers and stared out at the busy park from his seat. He'd posted enough of the papers for the day, not that it mattered. He'd never had luck distributing them before—the responses had never lived up to his expectations. He set his backpack on the ground and leaned back against the wooden bench. Why bother? Not like the perfect man was going to walk up, pick up the flier and actually respond. Not in this lifetime.


He lowered the sunglasses over his eyes. The late afternoon sunlight didn't thread through the full-summer trees in this part of Central Park, but his shades allowed him to "bulge watch" as the throngs of tourists and New Yorkers paid homage at the mosaic shrine to John Lennon. The circular black and white medallion with "Imagine" scripted across its center was a place of reverence. Disciples had outlined the medallion with a peace sign made of fresh-cut flowers, and tourists took turns posing and taking pictures in front of the makeshift altar.


Rocco scanned the visitors. The place was a people-watcher's dream, and for a Monday, the crowd was huge. Summer in the city always brought the tourists in droves of asinine clothing and hats and noise. Still, he had hope he'd find the one he was looking for.


The man who'd make his dreams come true.


He set the fliers on the bench beside him, then picked up one purple sheet and folded it into a fan, carefully creasing each fold. He tried to breathe out the hot air, but no doubt about it, the June day was steaming. New York was a sweltering change from the Adirondack cabin where he'd spent most of his time in the last month. Still, he was happy to be back in the city—his second home. The cabin was great as a quiet place to work, even though it was small, but its remoteness made it impossible to people-watch and gain inspiration.


Rocco crimped the last crease. His apartment in one of the Guild's brownstones felt like home away from home. The Guild's large studio provided the best space he'd ever had to work—tons of light and plenty of quiet. And his guildmates were like brothers, always ready to support each other through any artistic struggle, though he supposed they too were growing tired of his search for a perfect man. No one had actually voiced it, but he felt a distinct difference in the tone of the conversation when he brought the search up in conversation. With the upcoming charity auction in October, most of the artists would be working overtime and even less inclined to listen to his plight.


He fanned himself with the folded flier. Nothing to see at the moment. Not a single possibility in the groups of people gathered in the small courtyard. He scanned the area. The top edge of the Dakota Apartments peeked over the trees and Rocco glanced over the rows of tightly curtained windows. He'd never been inside the lavish building, though he knew several Guild members had been to private parties there. Rocco had been invited many times but had always declined. Wealth and showmanship weren't his thing. He preferred the simple life where nature set the style, not John Varvatos and Marc Jacobs.


Strawberry Fields was a prime tourist spot. Too bad today's mob held few specimens worthy of a glance, much less a stare. I'd think the simple math odds would warrant at least a couple prospects. Add in summer shorts, and there should be at least a good bulge or two…


He glanced at the stack of fliers—about fifty of them left. He'd put up as many papers as he could around the park over the last hour. Who was he kidding? After years of searching, he might as well give up on finding the ideal male. He set the fan on the bench and shoved the stack of fliers into the front pocket of his backpack and zipped it up.


He'd held several open calls with no luck. Something inside him pushed him to keep looking, keep trying, no matter how many times he failed. The same something kept him awake at night and tore apart his thoughts during the day. He'd find what he was looking for and he wouldn't stop until he did, no matter what it took. It didn't matter if it cost him his friends, his guildmates, his sanity. That was art, wasn't it?


"May I sit here?"


The soft, lilting voice wove through Rocco's thoughts and he paused. He looked up and his breath caught in his throat when he saw where the voice originated. Broad shoulders and a flat abdomen encased in a perfectly tight white T-shirt. Tall, but not overly so. Blue jean shorts, snug. Red cropped hair that glistened gold at the tips and fell over in a lock of bangs. Rocco gazed from top to bottom and licked his dry lips.


Red, white, blue, and all American.


"May I?" the man repeated.


"Sure." Rocco fumbled with his pack and slid over to make room on the wooden park bench, pushing his folded fan behind him and out of the way so the stranger could sit down.


"Thanks," the man said, dropping onto the bench.


No, thank you. But not so close. The vibrations of the man sitting raced through the wood of the bench into wood between Rocco's legs. He swallowed hard, pushing back the anxiety. "No problem," he said, half-whispering. He peeked then gazed down again. Finally, someone worth looking at. Only the man was so freaking near, Rocco felt as if he could feel the heat emanating from the man's hotness.


Too close. No comfort.


The man scooted back on the bench and stretched out his legs. "Long day. I'm exhausted. Didn't expect there to still be such a crowd here this time of day." He blew out a long breath and closed his eyes.


Despite the heat, a shiver raced through Rocco and he eyed the fluid line of the man's form. If he'd had a sketchpad, he'd do a quick gesture drawing of the long stroke of torso and limbs.


Not knowing what to say, Rocco turned away. A group of noisy teens descended on the mosaic like a swarm of bees, laughing and shouting and taking photos of themselves in stupid poses. Rocco blinked away the distraction and looked back to the man sitting beside him.


Not bad. "Yeah." Hell, not bad at all. "It's crowded." He squeezed his thighs together to control his body's reaction. Why couldn't the man have chosen to sit on the other side of the path where Rocco could observe without having to talk?


"Such a loud crowd, at that." The man opened his eyes and peered at the teen spectacle then shook his head. "They need to relax. Chill. You'd think they'd never been outside before."


Rocco nodded and followed his gaze. A teen had picked up one of the flowers from the medallion and was tossing it into the air and catching it. "Tourists. New York can't live with them, or without them."


"Tourist?" The man asked. "Aren't you? I can't place that accent, so I assumed you were. Where are you from?"


"Italy." Rocco sat up straight, trying to not be obvious in staring at the man's muscular legs. He must be some kind of athlete. Was this man a candidate or had the hour of staring at subpar specimens clouded Rocco's judgment? "Well, born in Italy, but I've lived in the city for several years. Many, actually. I consider myself a New Yorker now."


"Ah, so Italian with some city dialect. Not a tourist. What's your name?"


Rocco flipped his sunglasses up onto his head. "Rocco Lazzaro. Not a tourist." He forced a smile. Meeting new people in person wasn't something he was used to doing.


"But very Italian, I see. Nice to meet you, Rocco." The man held his hand out. "I'm Devin Johansson. Also not a tourist. I live on the East Side."


Rocco took Devin's hand in his own and shook it firmly, aware that his own hand was clammy with anxiety. "Good to meet you too, Devin."


Devin clamped down on Rocco's fingers and held on. "Oh. You have working hands," he whispered. He pulled Rocco's hand closer and rubbed Rocco's palm with long, soft fingers. "And your aura shows great creativity." He looked up. "What is it you do?"


The teens moved on down the park path, giggling and talking loudly as they went. Rocco glanced over at them, trying to still the shudder that played along his arm as Devin rubbed his hand. A calm, warm feeling flowed up through his arm and into his chest. Even in the summer heat, the warmth felt good. Too good. Wait, what did he say? What the hell?


"My what? My aura?" Rocco yanked his hand away, immediately aware of the loss of warmth. Great. The first good-looking guy he'd met this week was a fruit loop New-Ager. The city grew all types, but this was one type Rocco tried to avoid. These dopes talked too much and thought too much about weird things instead of reality.


Devin leaned back and clasped his hands behind his head. He stared up into the trees, smiling. "Yeah, I can tell you are creative by your aura. So, what is it you do?"


Rocco scowled. "I'm a sculptor." He wasn't sure why he was telling Devin, or why he was even talking to the man in the first place. Am I that desperate? Do I look like a pity case? He straightened his sunglasses on top of his head and smoothed back his hair.


"I knew it." Devin looked at Rocco, his eyes sparkling. "You work with your hands, I can tell. Your hands hold lots of kindness and feeling and warmth. I knew you were an artist of some kind."


Rocco made eye contact. He nearly sighed aloud at the deep green in Devin's gaze. A perfect offset to his red-gold hair and pale skin, which, oddly enough, seemed devoid of the freckles that redheads often sported. If Rocco were a painter, Devin would be a divine palette to experiment with.


"Good g-guess." Rocco looked away. Something about intense men always caused him to lose his confidence, like maybe the men were peering into the innermost part of him and not running away. Like the fruit loop cast a spell.


"No, it's really obvious." Devin chuckled. "If you're sensitive to reading people, you're rarely wrong. It happens, but not often." A look of doubt crossed his face and was gone in an instant.


A warm breeze pushed through the park, sweeping a few dry leaves across the trail in a crackle and rustling Rocco's hair. He smoothed it down and settled the glasses back on his head.


How am I supposed to respond to that? Rocco fidgeted. Is he trying to get me to ask him something? "Well, okay. It's obvious I'm an artist." He had to get the conversation away from himself. Now. Not only was it uncomfortable, but Devin was in his personal space. "So what do you do, Devin? Besides tell people about their auras?" Magician? Fortuneteller? Horse Whisperer? He hoped Devin would notice the skepticism in his tone and lay off the hoodoo talk. Seeing colors around people? He'd heard of it before, sure. It was about as stupid as believing ancient aliens built the pyramids.


If Devin felt made fun of, he didn't show it. "I'm a yoga instructor and meditation coach," he said. "I meet clients here in the park and we embrace the movement of the sun and the moon and the seasons of nature. Here's my card." He pulled a neat stack of cards out of his shorts pocket and slid one off the top.


Rocco took the dark blue card. Embossed in gold lettering:


Devin Johansson, owner of City Dreams. Yoga, meditation, and spiritual healing—on my schedule or yours.


And quack. Rocco scooted forward on the bench. "Meditation, huh? Like being still for a really long time and breathing and not thinking?" He raised his eyebrows. This was going to be interesting.


"Yeah, I do group meditation classes on the Great Lawn on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings at seven. Free. You should join us. We had a great crowd today. Summer sessions are always well attended."


"Thank you, but I don't meditate. I sleep. That's being still enough for me." Rocco rubbed his palms on his jeans. "I do try and breathe every day though." He held back a smirk. Something about being uncomfortable made him sarcastic, a smartass. He knew it but just couldn't help himself. He looked out over the park. Why was he even embarrassed?


A noisy group of tourists wearing matching lime green T-shirts circled the medallion. Their guide spoke loudly about John Lennon and the crowd ooohed and ahhed. One woman sobbed.


Maybe Strawberry Fields wasn't the best choice today. Too many weirdoes congregating. He should've checked the planetary alignment or star charts before he came because something was amiss. He smiled at his own cleverness.


"Well, maybe you should consider trying meditation. Your aura looks pretty blocked." Devin scooted closer and lowered his voice. "Maybe I can help you find what you're looking for. If you'll let me."


Rocco cleared his throat and stared at the woman crying, unable to look Devin in the eye. Was the fruit loop coming on to him? Rocco certainly wasn't looking for a quick fuck, though there were plenty of opportunities in Central Park. So he'd heard, anyway. But if he wanted a quickie, the last place he'd pick was a dirty bathroom or out in public behind a butterfly bush just off the path. Being stung in the ass wasn't worth it.


"Well, think about it," Devin pushed. "I'd love to help you out. It's what I do. I don't know exactly what you're looking for, but maybe I can help you. Us meeting here today wasn't by chance."


The hell it wasn't. "Thanks. I'll check out your website later." When I have nothing else to do.


"Great. Please do." Devin slid even closer until his leg brushed Rocco's. "I don't bite, Rocco. I help people."


Rocco's heart thudded and he yanked his leg away. How one man had gotten to him so quickly then left him scattered just as quickly was frightening. He had to get out of the park and back to the safety of what he knew. His work. His privacy. His studio.


The Guild auction was only a few months away and Rocco hadn't even begun to sculpt his main piece. At this rate, he'd have to work in clay only. He shoved the card into the small front part of his backpack and zipped the pocket closed. "I gotta get back to work. Nice chatting with you, Devin."


"Maybe I'll see you around another time." Devin closed his eyes. "I'm in the park most days for one thing or another. Just call me. I'll meet you here any time you want. One-on-one assistance, if you prefer."


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Shifting Shadows: Stories from the World of Mercy Thompson - Patricia Briggs

I loved the glimpses into secondary character's lives and their POVs.  Full review to come.

Reading progress update: I've read 88%.

Shifting Shadows: Stories from the World of Mercy Thompson - Patricia Briggs

Oh, Ben.  What are we going to do with you?

Reading progress update: I've read 81%.

Shifting Shadows: Stories from the World of Mercy Thompson - Patricia Briggs

Warren, another great story, as if there was any doubt. :-)

Reading progress update: I've read 70%.

Shifting Shadows: Stories from the World of Mercy Thompson - Patricia Briggs

I love Asil and Cara's story.

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We’ll have tons of library type swag giveaways from authors like book bags, book marks and more. We will also be featuring reviews from books we snagged at the library and snippets from our followers about "Why I love the Library".



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Reading progress update: I've read 58%.

Shifting Shadows: Stories from the World of Mercy Thompson - Patricia Briggs

I still love the Alpha and Omega story, no matter how many times I read or listen to it.  I love Charles and Anna. I really enjoyed Moira's story too.  Can't believe I hadn't read it.

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The Beautiful Ashes
Jeaniene Frost
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