I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of the Flu Season. Our school – both staff and students – have been laid low, Spawn has a URI and I’m suffering from asthmatic hacking. Life sucks when you’re sick, y’know?

You know what else sucks? Some of these freebies I’ve been offered as of late. I’m thinking…




Alpha beds a virgin… Is this the BEST you can come up with?

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Honestly, if you can’t come up with a better title than this, I don’t want to look inside your book.

And yeah, right now it seems surprise babies and Alpha Billionaires and MC and step-brothers are all the rage. Well, not for me, they aren’t but…

I’ve spent a LOT of time in the car as of late. Several trips home – Thanksgiving, Christmas, Spawn’s MRI (Got good news – that valve is plugging away and it doesn’t need to replaced anytime this year. YAY!) Either way, lots of time in the car, and he drives because I’m a lead foot. Fewer tickets and him driving means, I’m reading.

Shall we begin?


I quit reading this 1/3rd of the way in. Girl is vacay/camping through Alaska with Boyfriend and their 2 friends. Boyfriend is a douche. Basically ensures she’s not going to get home in time to her VERY IMPORTANT JOB in another state. Strange Dude at the bar they stop at offers her a ride to the airport some hours away. She takes him up on it, beds him between point A and point B. Goes home, Makes her meeting.

3 days later, she’s feeling sluggish and strange Dude from the bar shows up at her door. Informs her she’s pregnant, they are mates and she must quit her VERY IMPORTANT JOB and return to the outskirts of the town in Alaska and have his pups. Yeah. He’s a shifter.  And she goes and quits her job…

and that’s when I quit reading. For real. Short novella and all of that in the first 1/3rd of the book.

Secrets to reveal

A rather interesting Regency. AU. Imagine the Napolean Wars fought with Shifters, Wizards, and Vampires. Don’t forget the Ghouls and Ghosts and Spirits. Oh and a female code-breaker. And some nice sex.

Season of Blood

While I’m not personally enthralled with the author, I do love Crispin. I love Crispin ALMOST as much as I love Sir Guy. Watching him and Jack grow up, in more ways than one, has been a joy. This is probably one of the best of the series. I understand she plans 4 more books. Honestly, I hope she spends less time on her side characters, whose stories lend nothing to the story line and more time on sexy Crispin.

Steal the Light

Lexi is one of my favorite authors and I have adored her Masters and Mercenary series. She’s wrung that story line out and it still keeps going. She has several series and all of them tie together in ways. I’ve been sitting on this one for a while and decided to try the first one. I’m NOT a fan of paranormal romances – vampires, shifters, nope. Not really. But as of late, I seem to be reading a bunch. I don’t know why. I do know why with this one – I love Lexi’s writing. Last year, I read a fantasy-romance trilogy that involved Fae and Vampires and shifters so I figured, what the heck? Definite Urban Fantasy, with Vampires, weres, witches, demons and this little lady who steals things. Of course, she ends up in a menage with a fairy and a vampire. Go figure that. The whole thing is a class act riot. I’m eyeballing the other 4, seeing as it sort of left with a cliffie.



Ah, this might be why I’m reading paranormal, all of a sudden. Lana Harvey, Reapers Inc. I wasn’t expecting this series to wrap up this soon, but it has. Funny, Blasphemous, deadly serious. Twists and Turns in the plot up until the last chapter. The series probably at some point deserves a binge read, as I really enjoyed it.

You would think that I’ve wrapped up a series, therefore I would continue on series I’m currently in the middle of – Mary O’Reilly, Anja Creed, more Lexi Blake, Gareth and Gwen, Matt Turner….

nope. I started a new series…


As delightfully deep into most of the world religions as Lana Harvey was, she pretty much ignored the Celts and Druids. This makes up for it.

Meet Atticus O’Sullivan – a 2000+ year old Druid – the LAST true Druid, who speaks 42 languages, is on a first name basis with most of the Celtic gods and goddess and actually has a few pissed off at him – mainly due to a sword he picked up in a battle that belonged to one of the Celtic gods and has since refused to give it back. He’s wandered the earth, met many other dieties – including Jesus Christ – and is currently living in Tempe Arizona. Not so much because he’s fond of the desert, but because the trees the Fae love so much – as well as the Celtic gods – DON’T GROW THERE! It’s desert. Either way Atticus (Not his real name, by the way. It’s Irish and long and has a lot of consonants so I look at it and my eyes cross) Oh and his dog – an Irish Wolfhound that he can mentally speak with – that dog is awesome! I’m telling you!

Atticus looks 21, thanks to a tea he drinks – Im Mor Tal i Tea. Yeah. Think Gandalf when he was young and is actually Irish.

First book – Atticus owns a book and tea shop in Tempe. He also has a library of rare books, including what he thinks is an ancient Egyptian Cookbook for Lamb.

However it’s NOT and it’s stolen by a wizard, who you will hate when it’s over.

Hounded – excellent also. The original owner of Atticus’ sword wants it back. In the hilarity that ensues, the Irish dieties start taking sides, or NOT taking sides. Either way,  the sword’s magical property is it cuts through armor. No armor can withstand it. Everyone is warning Atticus – you know, he’s calling up trolls and all sorts of bad juju, you might want to leave. Atticus is tired of running and instead decides to stay and fight.

There are 2 little novellas on the back of this.

I enjoyed these two books and have the 3rd one loaded up ready to go. There are 8 (so far) and I just might binge read them and then draw straws for which series I’m going to finish next.

Then again, I have a lot of Morgan Rice…

To my friends who I share my books with, I’ve sent the Iron Druid series to you. Check your mailboxes. Atticus is a pretty down to earth sort of fellow. A modern day hippie of sorts. Of course, he’s a Druid, and don’t even pretend he’s a white robed, with holly in his belt druid. He’s the real thing.

It is late, Spawn is wandering and he can’t take more anything until tomorrow morning. And I have to go to work. Meh. Just meh!