Sunday, July 21, 2013

Diary Entry

Diary Update
July 21st 2013

This is a little Mandy post that I attempt daily. I love being able to ramble about all things bookish.  

This weekend 
I love the weekend because it means the hubby is home, however I never get a lot of reading done. Last night we went to the drive in down the highway seeing Despicable Me 2 super cute. We also saw Grown Ups 2 but I sort of fell asleep lack of sleep. At least my hubby and 12 year old loved it. I woke up to people in the car next to us laughing. 
Today is kick back and bbq day. Love lazy sunday afternoons. 

Currently Reading 

The Trouble With Fate by Leigh Evans (Goodreads
I'm only 38% in but already in love with the main character Hedi she's half werewolf and have Fae which I think is an amazing concept. It's my choice for the first week of Words with Friends. I hope to finish today. 

And then I flared. Oh Sweet Stars, no, not him. Not now.
“Shit,” he said. “Your eyes.”
Instinctively, I slapped my hands back over them.
“They’re glowing green,” he said in awe. “I can see it right through your fingers.”
Yes, of course my eyes were glowing green. I’d waited all my life for my first flare—that pivotal moment in life when everything shifts, and you accept the full weight of your destiny. For some Fae of noble birth, it happened when their magical talent kicked into high gear, for others their flare sparked at the sight of the child, the grandchild … their lover. It was that instant in time when you realized your one true thing—the thing you were born to do. I had flared. I’d finally done it, and the bright light beaming from my eyes wasn’t Mum’s cerulean blue, nor even Alpha-dog blue. I lowered my hands. Oh Fae Stars, the inside of the whole car was lit neon green.
“Only Alphas have the flare,” he said slowly.
“Well, as it happens, so do Faes, born of royal blood.” I turned to him. “I am Fae. See me flare.”
As soon as my eyes locked on his, an answering white-blue flame deep within his eyes sparked to life. Wicked light, seductive and abrasive. Yield, it demanded. I stretched my eyes open, and held them wide, resisting the gut-deep urge to let my gaze drop before his.
I’d wasted too many hours coming up with words to describe just what shade of blue his eyes were. Mediterranean blue is how I remembered them. Deep set. Surrounded by a thick ring of stubby black eyelashes. They weren’t Mediterranean blue; they were Trowbridge blue. Right now, they were lit with the Alpha-blue flame of his blood kin, and were beyond my ability to describe.
A stupid exercise, description. It’s a memory game for a yearning, dreaming heart. It’s something you play, waiting for a light to change, trying to find the right word, as if that would somehow return you to that moment, help you live that feeling again. Maybe one day, I’d go back to finding the right word, but right then, caught in the heart trap of pure feeling, I was only aware of what the blue flame in his eyes meant to me. It was power, it was desire, it was a fight and a promise.
It was everything.
My gaze dropped.

Synopsis (Since I love to share)

Meet Hedi Peacock. She's half Fae. Half Were. And all trouble…

I Have Two Words For Werewolves:

My name is Hedi Peacock and I have a secret. I’m not human, and I have the pointy Fae ears and Were inner-bitch to prove it. As fairy tales go, my childhood was damn near perfect, all fur and magic until a werewolf killed my father and the Fae executed my mother. I’ve never forgiven either side. Especially Robson Trowbridge. He was a part-time werewolf, a full-time bastard, and the first and only boy I ever loved. That is, until he became the prime suspect in my father’s death…

Bite Me.

Today I’m a half-breed barista working at a fancy coffee house, living with my loopy Aunt Lou and a temperamental amulet named Merry, and wondering where in the world I’m going in life. A pretty normal existence, considering. But when a pack of Weres decides to kidnap my aunt and force me to steal another amulet, the only one who can help me is the last person I ever thought I’d turn to: Robson Trowbridge. And he’s as annoyingly beautiful as I remember. That’s the trouble with fate: Sometimes it barks. Other times it bites. And the rest of the time it just breaks your heart. Again…

Up Next
Undead by Kirsty McKay (Goodreads) I've been trying to start this for the last couple of weeks. Hope to start and finish it by Monday Night. I need to catch up or I'll never catch up.  Plus I'm craving more zombie love. 

New Books 
It's a great week for books I got an awesome haul (here).
Way to many to list.

Around the blogosphere.

I wanted to share Victoria Scott's post Introducing Pandoras. It's her new series I'm super excited to check out the series. She also has a contest right now so be sure to check it out. 

Blog Tour for Cerulean Dreams by Dan O'Brien (Here) Plus a giveaway be sure to check out all the stops. 

Kimba's The Sunday Post (here) I love this post just been a slacker next week I plan to start up again. 

Sarah Elizabeth's Bookshelf has a great review of The Edge of Never by J.A. Redmeski (here).

Cover Love

Lark by Erica Cope (Goodreads) Simple yet pretty. I like it may pick up a copy this week. Sounds exciting. 


The last time she checked, Mia Carrington was pretty sure that she was a normal girl with a completely ordinary life.

She goes to high school, has a crush on the gorgeous and mysterious new boy in town, and has strange dreams that she can’t help but feel are real somehow.

Okay, so maybe she’s not all that normal after all.

A freak accident changes Mia’s life forever when she is thrown into another world and left to deal with the revelation that she is the daughter of the King of the Light Elves. Throw in an ominous prophecy predicting that Mia will break a curse unleashing the Dark Elves on the world and well, things don’t look too good.

There is danger lurking at every corner in this strange world and Mia isn’t sure who she can trust…
The only thing she is certain of is that the Dark Elves know about her, and they will stop at nothing until they have her.

Have a great Sunday I'm off to read. 

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