Month: April 2016

Coming Soon: “His Melody”



Now available for pre-order: Amazon

Before I laid eyes on him, I fell, which says a lot since my heart wasn’t built to fall in love.
Five years ago, Melody Bradford fell in love with and married songwriter, Kiel McIssac. He transformed her sorrows into love songs and became everything her heart craves. Kiel was the only one that has ever been able to break down her walls enough to see the girl underneath the shell.
But Melody is damaged deeper than Kiel knows, with a pain that runs far back into her past and creeps out in her present. Deciding that Kiel deserves better, Melody makes the hard choice to rip her own heart out and let him go. Yet Kiel won’t go quietly… not when his own heart is living inside every breath his wife takes. He loves her completely, for all her flaws, imperfections and resistance – she is everything he needs, and the only one he sings about.
Yet Melody has secrets buried dark and deep in her soul, secrets that could finally push him away and destroy everything they have built.

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Coming soon: Madame Lilly, Wicked by Dormaine G


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It’s 1890 in New Orleans, a time of rich white men, sprawling plantations, Voodoo, high class parties and the unspoken Placage. Amidst the thick heat, magic and sorrow, a beautiful Creole woman exists in this cruel world. Although born free, she never knew life without the call of a ‘Master’ – until now.

Blessed with an ancient power, Madame Lily has an agenda that has galvanized her into the deepest reaches of High Society and to the darkness that is swirling with Voodoo.

Elijah is a First Made Protector tasked to guard and cleanse the world of the evils that roam. He spent millennia with only goodness in his heart until cursed – one meant to corrupt his very soul with love, obsession and infatuation… for Madame Lily, a woman that should rightfully be his adversary.

Drawn together by fate and magic, these two forces face off and sparks fly. A love that never should have been is born – a love that may change everything for both of them.

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My first Whispersync for Voice-ready review

Extended review:

There was a time when I was able to read book after book. I would spend my weekends reading, and would down at least two to four books at a time. Life happens, as they say. For me, life happened. Not only did I start writing books of my own, family and “work” took priority. There was no way that I could keep up with something I LOVED so very much.

One day, someone suggested I try audio books. I darn near scolded them at the idea of listening to stories. I made myself read as time would allow, but I recently ventured out into the audio world. Amazon has an option called Whispersync for Voice-ready. This service is available on various titles – mine is available by way of my KindleUnlimited subscription. I downloaded several books and started on a new journey. One of the titles, which will remain nameless, just didn’t have the proper tone to keep me engaged as I worked. But then…

I’ve seen the cover for “Yellow Crocus” by Laila Ibrahim for some time now. I wasn’t entirely sure that I wanted to read the story. You can say that I might’ve been somewhat biased because I just simply didn’t want to venture beyond that cover. Honestly, I’d often consider, if it was a slave book or something meant to spark a reaction from an old era. If so, then I needed a powerful read. These thoughts filled me before I read the book description. I sought out information on the author, in my consideration of this title. I questioned her motive and ability to produce a story that supports the cover I saw. It’s important for me to mention that these are the types of things readers tend to carry into their readings. Our personal qualms and idiosyncrasies feed our experience with any text. I chose to step outside of Janice Gail Ross and try to be as unbiased as possible.

I began Ms. Ibrahim’s audio story one day at work and finished the next day. The narrator did a fairly good job in bring the text to life. “Yellow Crocus” is an unintentional family, love story of sorts. Mattie, a black slave, came to be the wet nurse for Lisbeth, a child who didn’t necessarily receive the love and appreciate of her white family. I do not believe that there was enough consideration given to the roles of the slaves, especially since Mattie spent her time indoors. Even in my unbiased attempt at examining this text, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Mattie. She had a family – husband and young child. Her family was pretty much taken from her, yet she had to deal with it and continue on in her duties. This was the author’s choice to provide limited details, so I can’t knock her for what she chose to do. Nevertheless, the story also showcases Lisbeth’s journey into womanhood and the part that Mattie played in her life. I can’t say much more without giving away the story, though the slavery part can be inferred. I do not believe in giving spoilers, so I will try to sum things up as best as I can.

I laughed and cried several times, even wore a big smile. It was a decent story, considering that I tried to remove my personal biases. I do wish the author had taken the time to put more heart into the emotional side of slavery, but that was her choice. Also, historical fiction is one of my favorite genres, but this almost didn’t seem to fit the category. Perhaps it just wasn’t historical enough. I’m torn between giving the story 3 and 4 stars. 3 stars for the way in which such a dark time in US history was brushed over. 4 stars for the audio experience and author’s ability to keep me engaged.


~If you’ve read “Yellow Crocus”, I’d love to hear your thoughts. Please feel free to comment below.~

Book Blitz: “Echoes of the Past”

 Title: Echoes of the Past
Series: Fermosa Bay Series #1
By: Iris Blobel
Publication Date: February 16, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance 

Emily Bradshaw waited over twenty years to see Connor again…
When her childhood friend, Connor Walsh, returns home to see his ailing father, Emily is elated to be reunited with the handsome man who moved to London so many years ago. But excitement fades to disappointment when he doesn’t remember her—or their first kiss. With her crush on Connor still in full swing, she’s determined to enjoy the short time he’s in Fermosa Bay, even though she knows her heart will break when he returns to his life in London.
When Connor receives news that his biological father is terminally ill, he returns to Fermosa Bay, Australia.
With memories of his childhood tucked fondly in the back of his mind, returning to the small, coastal town leaves him to wonder how life would have been if his mother had never taken him away. Would he have been married and had children? Perhaps with Emily Bradshaw…
Secrets from long ago begin to unfold…
As Connor and his father grow closer, Connor learns his parents have a broken love story of their own. Will the echoes of the past lure him into staying, maybe for good? Or will he relive his parents’ tragic story and flee to London?
Walking away from a real chance at true love… 


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Connor leaned against the window frame with his arms crossed as he watched the waves crashing against the rocks. In front of him, as wide as the horizon, was the ocean. With the clouds drifting in from the sea, the sky had turned grey and dark, and he knew there’d be even more rain coming later in the day.

He would’ve enjoyed the scene if it hadn’t reminded him of his changing life. He’d been back in Fermosa Bay for two days already, but the memories of the first seven years of his life he’d spent in this small Australian coastal town were tucked away in the back of his mind. Seemingly inaccessible. Nowadays, his life was in London and had been for the last twenty-three years. He took a couple of deep breaths as he looked towards the harbour in the distance, and the small town in the alcove with the hilly forest in the background where he’d spend the first seven years of his life. It was truly one very picturesque little place.

A noise from the other end of the house hauled him back from his thoughts, and he stepped away from the window. Over the last few weeks, since he’d decided to accept Jack’s invitation to Australia, he’d had visions of what he’d find here. His mother hadn’t told him much about the time she’d lived here, except about Jack owning a pub. Connor had been furious for her lack of memory, but in the end admitted to himself it’d probably not been a time she’d like to remember.
So he was surprised to find out that Jack lived in this massive house just outside Fermosa Bay, on the top of the cliffs, with a view over the ocean. The house had five rooms and a small study at the back. The lounge room, with a high pitched ceiling, had wood fire heating and a big window front. Connor had loved the house the instant he’d stepped into it.

When he entered the hall, he saw his father and said, “Good morning, Jack.”

The old man sighed sadly. “You still can’t bring it over your heart to call me Dad?”

Connor’s gaze wandered from his father to all the many framed photos along the wall. Jack was in many of the photos, but most them had people in them he didn’t know, except the biggest one, which showed Connor as a child in Jack’s arms. A wave of sadness shook him. No, it wasn’t in him to call him Dad. Or to even think of him as his dad.

After a moment’s silence, he turned to his father and shook his head. “Sorry.”

Jack coughed, and Connor quickly rushed to his side, holding him upright.

“Another bad day?” Connor asked.

“Son, there will be no more good days. One day is like the other, until it will be the last.”

The words struck Connor deep enough to feel some emotions for his father. He knew time was running out, but hearing it made it sound final.

“There’s a front coming, but I think you’d be able to sit outside for a little while. At least until the nurse comes.”

Jack simply nodded.

Connor helped his father out onto the deck where the old man sat down on his swing seat.

“Thanks, Son.”

Without a reply, Connor stepped away and watched the sea again.

“I couldn’t keep you away from the water when you were a child,” Jack said.

“What do you mean?” Connor asked.

Jack didn’t answer, so he turned around to look at his father. The old man stared into the distance, a withdrawn expression on his face.

“You were constantly in the water. Whatever opportunity you had, you grabbed your little board and spent most of the day there.”

“So what happened?”

His father shrugged. “You left with your mother.”

Sitting down on the chair next to Jack, Connor let out a long breath. “Something must’ve happened. I never go near water, let alone go in it.”

Still gazing into the distance, Jack said, “I still have the blue board. Ethan’s little son sometimes uses it nowadays.”

Not sure where the conversation was heading, Connor just went along. “Who’s Ethan?” he asked.

The reaction from his father wasn’t what he expected. With his shoulders sagged, Jack closed his eyes. He looked so old and frail. From what Connor saw in all the photos around the house, cancer had taken a lot of life out of his father, leaving behind a haggard body with no energy left. Initially, he’d been taken aback by their similarities in looks, with their dark brown eyes and dark blond hair, including the stubborn curl above the ears, but after all, Jack was his father.

Iris Blobel was born and raised in Germany and only immigrated to Australia in the late 1990s. Having had the travel bug most of her life, Iris spent quite some time living in Scotland, London, as well as Canada where she met her husband. Her love for putting her stories onto paper only emerged a few years back, but now her laptop is a constant companion. Iris resides west of Melbourne with her husband and her beautiful two daughters as well as their dog. Next to her job at a private school, she also presents a German Program at the local Community Radio.

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