Blog Tour: The Roots Of Us by Candace Knoebel | Review | Excerpt




Welcome to our stop on The Root of Us tour for Candace Knoebel.

The Root of Us
Author: Candace Knoebel
Reading Level: Young Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Released: May 17th 2018
Review Source: Author



The first time I saw Hudson Jameson, he was saving someone’s life.

The second time, he was ruining mine.

It was only supposed to be a vacation. A chance to let the Florida sun burn away the residue left behind from my failed relationships. I wasn’t searching for love. I was on a hiatus from men, especially ones with secrets.

Except Hudson had the gaze of a man drowning in his own miseries, and I was a sucker for the damaged souls. How could I deny him? How could I resist when his lips claimed mine?

I knew I couldn’t stay. He told me he couldn’t bear to leave.

But some roots intertwine and refuse to let go, no matter how far you run.


"A woman scarred is a woman always suspicious"

Hartley is a damaged soul. The scars on her heart are deep, jagged and ugly. She's a runner, the cage around her heart locked tight--impenetrable. Her 3 month rule keeps feelings at bay. Date the guy for 3 months and if feelings start to get involved, she removes herself from any potential relationship. Her plan worked great until Hudson.

The brooding man who she first met when he was saving a child from drowning. The man who also had scars. They were two bruised souls who, somewhere along the line, fell in love. The issue: Hudson looks after his mum's legacy, a diner, and has no plans to leave his home. Hartley is temporary and only plans to stay until another job catches her eye then she's gone. It was heart break waiting to happen.

"Pain isn't loud. It doesn't barge into the room. It's sneaky. A criminal, hoarding all your happiness. It's like our shadow, silently following us wherever we go."

The Root of Us was a tale of realistic romance, self discovery and acceptance. The well developed characters draw you in with every page and the emotional roller coaster captures your heart and leaves you satisfied after reading the last words. It isn't a typical romance but it is one I would recommend.

Candace Knoebel was a new author for me but it certainly won't be the last book I read from her.








Candace Knoebel is a hopeless romantic with an affinity for whiskey and good music. Her love of words began when she met the boy who lived in the cupboard under the stairs. She's a self-proclaimed Lost Girl. Words are her mirror. With two completed series, her work ranges from paranormal to contemporary, all centred heavily around romance.

Currently she lives in Florida with her husband and two children, and has just completed her thirteenth novel, The Taste of Her Words.


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Excerpt


Heightened voices rose from somewhere in the kitchen. I lifted my head when I heard a low, guttural growl. Assuming it was Hudson, I closed my laptop, curiosity picking at me once again. If there was a chance I could discover why Hudson had such a cloud hanging over his head, I had to take it.

 I stood. Tip-toed forward, trying to peer through the serving window without being noticed.

 “She won’t bite,” I heard the elderly woman say. “She’s just a woman, and it would do you some good to have no choice but to talk to someone. Especially someone of the opposite sex.”

 She was giving him a run for his money. I already liked her.

 “Martha—” Hudson said, his voice dipped in octaves that suggested she was nearing his limit for the day. “Don’t Martha me,” she bit back at him. A lioness swatting at her cub. I inched forward, stopping just in front of the door as I tried to peek past the window to get a good look at the woman who reminded me so much of my Nona. “It’s been nearly a year since you rid yourself of that awful woman. It’s time for you to dip your feet back into the pool. You’re too young and good looking to be single. Now, get out there before she leaves.”

 This was the part where my curiosity bit me in the ass.

Or rather, shoved me on my ass. With one, hard push, Hudson came barreling through the double doors, only, I was in the way. Trying to rush back to my table, I turned when the door caught the back of me.

 Down I went.

 I landed on my side, catching myself with my elbow as Hudson cursed behind me. When I turned, he was rubbing his forehead. I noted the bright red horizontal line across his forehead and the glaring look he threw over his shoulder, and put together that his forehead had collided with the frame due to his height. He grimaced when he noticed Martha shooing him forward with a brisk wave of her hands.

 I was about to get to my feet when he turned back around and saw me on the ground. For a moment, he stood stone-still, eyebrows pressed together in a menacing furrow.

 “I have a talent for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.” I laughed, but the sound was offbeat and kind of delirious as embarrassment painted my skin in bright shades of red.

 “How did you—are you all right?” he asked as he offered a hand to help me up while holding a basket of bread. Gone was his rough demeanor, replaced by concern. Rocky and rough, yet serene and calm… Hudson. I liked the softness his features took when his guard was down. The round shape of worry circling the golden rings around his pupils.

 I took his hand. Rough and marred with calluses. But that wasn’t what I noticed first. What I noticed first was how my skin seemed to ignite, like a tripwire set off, the sparks traveling through my veins until they filled my heart, bursting like fireworks.

I retracted. Insta-love wasn’t my thing.

 “Yeah,” I managed as I brushed my hands against my shorts. I knew I shouldn’t have listened to that heady beating of my heart, but I had a weakness for men with rough edges and soft eyes and he was charging past the barricade I’d placed. I marked the acute details of his face. The faint lines in the corners of his eyes, probably from squinting in the sun too much.

 And then there were those baby blues. Something familiar and slightly terrifying swimming inside them, sort of like staring at a white water rapid, wanting to dive in but knowing you’d be swept under in a heartbeat.

Nona had always said a man would come into my life one day and replace everything I thought I knew about love. He’d erase the hurt left behind from my dad. Teach me that not all men are monsters, and take every romantic cliché and multiply them by a thousand. The palms sweating, knees weak, skin tingling kind of clichés you read about.

 I never believed her. Not until that moment.

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Smoke And Iron by Rachel Caine Excerpt + Giveaway



Smoke And Iron by Rachel Caine excerpt:

It had all started as an exercise to fight the unending boredom of being locked in this Alexandrian prison cell.
When Jess Brightwell woke up, he realized that he’d lost track of time. Days blurred here, and he knew it was important to remember how long he’d been trapped, waiting for the axe to fall—or not. So he diligently scratched out a record on the wall using a button from his shirt.
Five days. Five days since he’d arrived back in Alexandria, bringing with him Scholar Wolfe and Morgan Hault as his prisoners. They’d been taken off in different directions, and he’d been dumped here to—as they’d said—await the Archivist’s pleasure.
The Archivist, it seemed, was a very busy man.
Once Jess had the days logged, he did the mental exercise of calculating the date, from pure boredom. It took him long, uneasy moments to realize why that date—today—seemed important.
And then he remembered and was ashamed it had taken him so long.
Today was the anniversary of his brother Liam’s death. His elder brother.
And today meant that Jess was now older than Liam had ever lived to be.
He couldn’t remember exactly how Liam had died. Could hardly remember his brother at all these days, other than a vague impression of a sharp nose and shaggy blondish hair. He must have watched Liam walk up the stairs of the scaffold and stand as the rope was fixed around his neck.
But he couldn’t remember that, or watching the drop. Just Liam, hanging. It seemed like a painting viewed at a distance, not a memory.
Wish I could remember, he thought. If Liam had held his head high on the way to his death, if he’d gone up the steps firmly and stood without fear, then maybe Jess would be able to do it, too. Because that was likely to be in his future.
He closed his eyes and tried to picture it: the cell door opening. Soldiers in High Garda uniforms, the army of the Great Library, waiting stone-faced in the hall. A Scholar to read the text of his choice to him on the way to execution. Perhaps a priest, if he asked for one.
But there, his mind went blank. He didn’t know how the Archivist would end his life. Would it be a quiet death? Private? A shot in the back? Burial without a marker? Maybe nobody would ever know what had become of him.
Or maybe he’d end up facing the noose after all, and the steps up to it. If he could picture himself walking without flinching to his execution, perhaps he could actually do it.
He knew he ought to be focusing on what he would be saying to the Archivist if he was called, but at this moment, death seemed so close he could touch it, and besides, it was easier to accept failure than to dare to predict success. He’d never been especially superstitious, but imagining triumph now seemed like drawing a target on his back. No reason to offend the Egyptian gods. Not so early.
He stood up and walked the cell. Cold, barren, with bars and a flat stone shelf that pretended at being a bed. A bare toilet that needed cleaning, and the sharp smell of it was starting to squirm against his skin.
If I had something to read . . . The thought crept in without warning, and he felt it like a personal loss. Not having a book at hand was a worse punishment than most. He was trying not to think about his death, and he was too afraid to think about the fate of Morgan or Scholar Wolfe or anything else . . . except that he could almost hear Scholar Wolfe’s dry, acerbic voice telling him, If only you had a brain up to the task, Brightwell, you’d never lack for something to read.
Jess settled on the stone ledge, closed his eyes, and tried to clearly imagine the first page of one of his favorite books. Nothing came at his command. Just words, jumbled and frantic, that wouldn’t sort themselves in order. Better if he imagined writing a letter.
Dear Morgan, he thought. I’m trapped in a holding cell inside the Serapeum, and all I can think of is that I should have done better by you, and all of us. I’m afraid all this is for nothing. And I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being stupid enough to think I could outwit the Archivist. I love you. Please don’t hate me.
That was selfish. She should hate him. He’d sent her back into the Iron Tower, a life sentence of servitude and an unbreakable collar fastened tight around her neck. He’d deceived Scholar Wolfe into a prison far worse than this one, and an inevitable death sentence. He’d betrayed everyone who’d ever trusted him, and for what?
For cleverness and a probably foolish idea that he could somehow, somehow, pull off a miracle. What gave him the right to even think it?
Clank.
That was the sound of a key turning in a heavy lock.
Jess stood, the chill on his back left by the ledge still lingering like a ghost, and then he came to the bars as the door at the end of the hall opened. He could see the hinges move and the iron door swinging in. It wasn’t locked again when it closed. Careless.
He listened to the decisive thud of footsteps against the floor, growing louder, and then three High Garda soldiers in black with golden emblems were in front of his cell. They stopped and faced him. The oldest—his close-cut hair a stiff silver brush around his head—barked in common Greek, “Step back from the bars and turn around.”
Jess’s skin felt flushed, then cold; he swallowed back a rush of fear and felt his pulse race in a futile attempt to outrun the inevitable. He followed the instructions. They didn’t lock the outer door. That’s a chance, if I can get by them. He could. He could sweep the legs out from under the first, use that off-balance body to knock back the other two, pull a sidearm free from one of them, shoot at least one, maybe two of them. Luck would dictate whether he’d die in the attempt, but at least he’d die fighting.
I don’t want to die, something in him that sounded like a child whispered. Not like Liam. Not on the same day.
And suddenly, he remembered.
The London sky, iron gray. Light rain had been falling on his child’s face. He’d been too short to see his brother ascend anything but the top two steps of the scaffold. Liam had stumbled on the last one, and a guard had steadied him. His brother had been shivering and slow, and he hadn’t been brave after all. He’d looked out into the crowd of those gathered, and Jess remembered the searing second of eye contact with his brother before Liam transferred that stare to their father.
Jess had looked, too. Callum Brightwell had stared back without a flicker of change in his expression, as if his eldest son was a stranger.
They’d tied Liam’s hands. And put a hood over his head.
A voice in the here and now snapped him out of the memory. “Against the wall. Hands behind your back.”
Jess slowly moved to comply, trying to assess where the other man was . . . and froze when the barrel of a gun pressed against the back of his neck. “I know what you’re thinking, son. Don’t try it. I’d rather not shoot you for stupidity.”
The guard had a familiar accent—raised near Manchester, most likely. His time in Alexandria had covered his English roots a bit, but it was odd, Jess thought, that he might be killed by one of his countrymen, so far from home. Killed by the English, just like Liam.
Once a set of Library restraints settled around his wrists and tightened, he felt strangely less shaken. Opportunity was gone now. All his choices had been narrowed to one course. All he had to do now was play it out.
Jess turned to look at the High Garda soldier. A man with roots from another garden, maybe one closer to Alexandria; the man had a darker complexion, dark eyes, a neat beard, and a compassionate but firm expression on his face. “Am I coming back?” he asked, and wished he hadn’t.
“Likely not,” the soldier said. “Wherever you go next, you won’t be back here.”
Jess nodded. He closed his eyes for a second and then opened them. Liam had faltered on the stairs. Had trembled. But at the end his elder brother had stood firm in his bonds and hood and waited for death without showing any fear.
He could do the same.

“Then, let’s go,” he said, and forced a grin he hoped looked careless. “I could do with a change of scenery.”


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SMOKE AND IRON is an exhilarating and lush story that will captivate readers this summer, striking the perfect chord of action/adventure and romance. And, if you haven’t read the first book in the series, Ink and Bone, we have included a NetGalley widget for it as well so you can fall in love with this epic adventure from the very beginning!


Book Review: The Dark Calling by Kresley Cole



The Dark Calling
Arcana Chronicles #5
Author: Kresley Cole
Reading Level: Young Adult
Genre: Dystopia / Romance
Released: 13th February 2018
Review Source: Bought

In a world teetering on the edge . . . When Evie receives life-changing—and possibly game-changing—news, she has trouble believing it. Why doesn’t she feel any different? Is it possible someone she trusts might be lying?

With enemies at every turn . . . Tensions seethe inside the castle of lost time as Evie starts to doubt her own sanity. Answers can be found outside their stronghold, but will Death help her find them—or prevent her from learning the truth about her future and Jack’s possible survival?

Darkness beckons. A mysterious, sinister power begins to affect the Arcana in its path. Forced out into the wasteland alone, Evie must depend on unexpected allies. But as a battle with Richter looms, can her new alliance defeat the Dark Calling before hell reigns on earth?

Readers note: this review contains spoilers to those who have not read any of the previous instalments to The Arcana Chronicles series.

The Dark Calling with enthral you to the very end and leave you wanting so much more.

The previous book, Arcana Rising, left us on a shocking cliffhanger but they don't stop there. The Dark Calling is filled with dark twists and turns, ups and downs. Although this instalment lacked the chaotic war zone the other books were full of, it wasn't any less interesting. 

Evie's life is shaken. Bonds of trust are broken. Relationships are cracked. Evie finds herself fleeing for her life after the deepest betrayal sends her running from the only luxury she had post-flash. And Jack is back and just as badass, although we still don't know what Jack is but I suspect that all will be revealed very soon and let me tell you, I'm dying to know everything.

Jack and Aric's unconventional friendship got reunited, we got to explore other arcana and understand more of the game. The end is coming. It was building up and it sent my mind in to overdrive. Where's Matthew? Will the gods make an appearance? And most of all, who will win the endgame?

If you know me then you will know the extent of my love (borderline obsession, maybe?) for The Arcana Chronicles. My paperbacks are well worn and many, many hours have been spent listening to the audio books. I would highly recommend The Arcana Chronicles audiobooks if you haven't already listened to them. Not only is Kresley Cole awesome but Emma Galvin, the narrator, is amazing and adds so much more personality to the stories.



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Set in the near-future, technology controls nearly all aspects of life. But when Grey, a self-identified technophobe, has his world turned upside down, his only hope for revenge is an experimental computer chip implant called Stem.


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New Book Release: City of Bastards by Andrew Shvarts 6/5/18



ABOUT CITY OF BASTARDS:
Tilla, the bastard of House Kent, is safe under the protection of the Volaris King. But whispers and stares follow her wherever she goes, as the daughter of the traitor waging war against Lightspire. Memories of her beloved brother, Jax, who lies cold in his grave will not be forgotten even as she tries to settle into a life at the city’s prestigious University.

Then, Tilla stumbles upon the body of a classmate. The deeper she digs, the more questions she uncovers. Nothing is as it seems in the glorious capital, and Tilla’s presence might just be the spark that sets the Kingdom aflame.

Advanced Praise for City of Bastards:
“A murderous, unexpected, and immensely satisfying follow up to Royal Bastards. Welcome to the 
City of Bastards, where emotions twist like knives, magic fills the streets, and betrayal flows like blood."
Stephanie Garber, New York Times bestselling author of Caraval

“A deceptive plot combined with a magnetic cast of characters in a series that continues to redefine the genre. You won't be able to put this one down.”— Scott Reintgen, author of Nyxia

Praise for Royal Bastards:
“Soon Jon Snow won’t be the only bastard whose name readers will remember.”Entertainment Weekly

“High-stakes, edge of your seat fantasy.”Bustle

“Action-packed debut [that] champions diversity, counsels perseverance,
and highlights the human cost of war.”Publishers Weekly 

#Seattle Win Passes to #BreakingInMovie @ Regal Thornton Place 5/9



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CAST: Gabrielle Union, Billy Burke, Richard Cabral, Ajiona Alexus, Levi Meaden, Jason George, Seth Karr and Christa Miller
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This Mother’s Day, Gabrielle Union stars as a woman who will stop at nothing to rescue her two children being held hostage in a house designed with impenetrable security. No trap, no trick and especially no man inside can match a mother with a mission when she is determined on Breaking In.

Producers Will Packer (No Good Deed, Obsessed) and Union (Almost Christmas, Being Mary Jane) reunite for this original thriller directed by James McTeigue (V for Vendetta, Sense8). Written by Ryan Engle (Non-Stop), Breaking In co-stars Billy Burke (Twilight series), Richard Cabral (End of Watch), Ajiona Alexus (Empire), Levi Meaden (Pacific Rim Uprising), Jason George (Grey’s Anatomy), Seth Carr (Black Panther) and Christa Miller (Cougar Town).

Joining Union and Packer as fellow producers are Will Packer Productions’ James Lopez (Girls Trip, Think Like a Man), and Practical Pictures’ Craig Perry and Sheila Hanahan Taylor (American Pie and Final Destination series). Jaime Primak Sullivan, whose story the screenplay is based upon, serves as an executive producer alongside Valerie Bleth Sharp and Jeff Morrone.


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