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Title: Witch Cake Murders
Author: Zoe Arden
Publisher: Independent
Pages: 330
Genre: Cozy Mystery
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My Review

When Ava Rose was one year old, her mother was killed for being a witch. For her protection, her father leaves the magical town of Sweetland Cove on the island of Heavenly Haven and disappears with Ava into the large city of New York. Twenty years later, Ava is visited by two strange women claiming to be her aunts, and her past is revealed. Angry at her father for hiding what she is, she leaves with her aunts and returns to the island.

At first it’s fun. She’s part owner of a magical bakery and a natural at emotionally spelling the desserts. But when a human eats her cupcake and is later found dead, suspicion points at her. When more humans die, she begins to wonder if she is the killer.

The excitement of finding out who she is becomes dread as all eyes are turned on her.

Right from the beginning something in the back of mind kept poking at me. Then I got it. This book reminded me of the movie Practical Magic, in a way. Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman, sisters and witches, have two zany aunts. Once I got that out of my head, I settled in to enjoy the funny, madcap, and mysterious story of Ava, the witch.

This is a fast paced read, with many a chuckle, and no clear clue as to who is killing humans or why.  There are  many quirky, interesting characters, and if there were an island like Heavenly Haven, I’d be a permanent resident.

I didn’t realize this was the second book in the series. Don’t let that deter you. Each book stands alone and the author wraps things up nicely. You aren’t left hanging.

4 Stars

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Witches and humans have always existed peacefully in Sweetland Cove… until now.
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Someone is killing humans and drawing unwanted attention to the supernatural residents of Sweetland Cove.
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Ava Rose just turned twenty-one, and with her birthday came a few surprises.
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One: she’s a witch.
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Two: she’s part owner of a magical bakery she never knew existed.
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Three: Someone wants her dead.
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The day Ava arrives in Sweetland Cove, murders begin occurring…
Witches and wizards are quick to blame her, but Ava’s aunts won’t let the town they love turn against her.
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But murders follow Ava everywhere.
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Soon, she finds herself on the receiving end of the killer’s mad spree. With a crazy wizarding sheriff who
wants to lock her up, and an even crazier wizarding detective who wants to lock her whole family up, Ava must solve this case alone.
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But as the days pass and the only clues point to her, Ava starts to wonder if maybe the sheriff is right.
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Maybe she really is the killer.
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The only thing Ava knows for sure is that the witches of Sweetland are not happy with her. Especially those
witches who have something to hide.
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And they all have something to hide.
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Can Ava stop the killer before they strike again… even if that killer is her?
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Witch Cake Murders is available at Amazon.
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Book Excerpt:

“Let
me ask you something,” Brendan said. “You’re a witch. Why do witches
like human men?” He was looking at me so earnestly I felt compelled to
answer him. I just didn’t know what to say.
“Um…”
I stammered. “I don’t know. I grew up around humans, so I guess I’m just
drawn to them.” I looked back through the glass patio door at Damon, who
was dancing with Megan again. Brendan followed my gaze, looking miserable.
“Love
sucks,” he said, then shoved the purple stem he’d been twirling into his
pocket and skulked off. I turned back to the stars and sighed.
An earth-shattering
scream rose into the night, making me jump.
Through
the patio door, I could see a crowd gathering around the perimeter of the room.
A woman was screaming. I hurried inside. The crowd had opened up, leaving two
people in its center.
Felicity
stood there, her mouth hanging open.
Campbell was dancing around her, his hands flying unnaturally
through the air. His head was tilted at an odd angle and his tongue lolled out
the side of his mouth, like a thirsty dog. He was making strange grunting noises
that almost resembled words.
“He’s
drunk!” someone yelled.
Campbell swung his hips around and bumped into Felicity, who
stumbled away from him.
“All
right, all right, break it up,” Felicity’s boyfriend Lincoln said.
Lincoln was the sheriff of Mistmoor Point, and the crowded parted
for him as he came through.  Even if he
hadn’t been a sheriff, I suspected the crowd would still have parted for him.
At six feet tall with bronze hair and blue eyes, he made quite a figure in the
middle of a crowd.
“Okay,
Campbell. Time to go home,” Lincoln said, clamping one hand down on his shoulder.
Campbell yanked Lincoln hard,
sending him flying across the room. Everyone gasped.
Campbell stopped, looked around, then let out a strange gurgling
sound. He fell to the floor. His face was bright blue.
Felicity
hunkered down next to him. She gave him one hard shake then looked up at the
rest of the room, her mouth gaping.
“He’s
dead,” she cried. “
Campbell‘s dead!”
Who
would be next?

 

 
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About The Author
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It was from reading Agatha Christie’s mystery books that inspired Zoe to write cozy mystery novels. Zoe liked the fact that cozy mysteries are able to offer readers a form of escapism that typical detective stories can’t.

Like what Marilyn Stasio, who has been the Crime columnist forThe New York TimesBook Review since the late 1980s, recently wrote: “The abiding appeal of the cozy mystery owes a lot to our collective memory, true or false, of simpler, sweeter times.” It is Zoe’s desire that her writings will evoke that nostalgic memory in all of us; those memories of the good old days.

What sets Zoe apart in her writings is her fusing of Mystery with Paranormal elements, a combination which will bring about fantasies that are intriguing and engaging. Her stories contain unexpected twists and sometimes light-hearted moments that will make one smile at Zoe’s quirkiness, fun and wittiness in her writings.

You can connect with Zoe at Facebook.

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 Zoe Arden is giving away 7 cozy mystery paperbacks by Amanda Lee, Agatha Frost, H.Y. Hanna, Joanne Fluke, Leighann Dobbs, Gine Lamanna, and Lilian Jackson Brown.
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Ensnared
Rita Stradling
Publication date: May 23rd 2017
Genres: New Adult, Science Fiction

A Near Future Retelling of Beauty and the Beast

Alainn’s father is not a bad man. He’s a genius and an inventor. When he’s hired to create the robot Rose, Alainn knows taking the money is a mistake.

Rose acts like a human. She looks exactly like Alainn. But, something in her comes out wrong.

To save her father from a five year prison sentence, Alainn takes Rose’s place. She says goodbye to the sun and goes to live in a tower no human is allowed to enter. She becomes the prisoner of a man no human is allowed to see.

Believing that a life of servitude lies ahead, Alainn finds a very different fate awaits her in the company of the strange, scarred recluse.

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December 2, 2026

Alainn woke knowing someone was in her room.

Whoever it was sat behind her. Quiet, even breaths rasped through the air. Alainn’s eyelids peeked open. Moonlight cast a grayish glow, cutting deep shadows into the space around her bed.

“Good morning, Alainn,” Rose said in a quiet voice. When Alainn didn’t respond, Rose said, “I can tell from the change in your breathing pattern that you are awake.”

“Rose?” she whispered, not quite ready to let out a sigh of relief. Alainn twisted to look at her. “What are you doing here? Did you break my lock?”

“I picked it,” she said. “It is now locked again.”

“Oh, uh—” Her heart pounded in her chest; she sat up and faced the robot. “Why—why would you do that?”

The moonlight lit half of Rose’s face as she watched Alainn, expressionless. “Do not be alarmed. You are obviously having a fear reaction, but I was simply waiting for you to wake up.”

“Don’t you need to sleep—recharge?”

Now that Alainn faced Rose, she smelled the faint odor of her exhaust. Rose continuously exhaled the lightest tang of something sweet and acidic. The air in the room felt used, like a plane cabin after a cross-country flight.

“I was not completely forthcoming with you today. While what I said was true, I have for a time now believed that having Father imprisoned would impede my potential. While I have far surpassed his skills in software, there are times when I need assistance. I am limited by my need to stay near my charging station. Your brother is often absent for days at a time—and you, months.”

“Okay, wait—you’re going to go tomorrow?” Alainn scooted forward on the bed. A dormant hope resurged through her. Alainn would do anything—she’d worship at the robot’s feet if Rose agreed to go.

“No, you are going to go tomorrow.”

Alainn froze, staring at Rose. “What?” she whispered.

“I have calculated one way in which all parties can achieve their desires.”

“I’m sorry—I’m not understanding.” Alainn shook her head. A hard knot formed in her stomach.

“I am not surprised.” Rose reached out to pat Alainn’s hand. “You are not as intelligent as the rest of your family.”

“Spell it out in really simple terms, then.” She just managed to not growl the words at Rose.

Slowly, Rose looked up to the ceiling, moonlight slashing up the curve of her neck, her chin, and the line of her nose. “Earlier tonight, I arranged for you to be picked up by Mr. Garbhan through e-mail, writing as if I was Father. In one hour, a car will arrive outside to take you to his building. I have designed and created hardware for your body. If you are scanned, a chip in the hardware will communicate to the scanners that you have an organic circuitry system rather than a human brain.”

Alainn shook her head, hoping to dislodge some of the grogginess there. “I’m still not following—you’re saying you want me to pretend to be you and turn myself over? That you already arranged it?”

“Yes, you are following. That is exactly what I am saying.”

“I—I—” Alainn shook her head again. The air thinned around her.

“I have a working plan for the transplanting. You can assimilate easily into a life of servitude as you are already accustomed to the labor you will be asked to perform.” Rose lifted a hand, ghostly gray in the low light, and ticked off the chores on her fingers. “Cooking, housekeeping, and bookkeeping. Unless . . . is your concern that he might use you for sexual gratification?”

“What? No.”

“I believe that this would be a particular concern of yours.”

“I never even considered that he would do that to you—I, of all people, would never have tried to push you into going if I thought you’d be used that way.” Alainn blinked furiously. “Rose, do you really think that I would have let myself be the model when my dad printed your face and body if I thought Mr. Garbhan was going to do that to you?”

“It is highly unlikely that I was designed for this function. I have also been assured that there were documents signed to that effect addressed to Father.”

Alainn held out her palms to Rose. “Rose, it’s not just that. I can’t take your place. There’s no way that would work . . . and I can’t live in that tower for the rest of my life. I’m a human. I know that probably sounds callous to you, but you were created to not need sunshine and fresh air. And you don’t need exercise. Humans need those things, me especially. Everything I am,” she touched her chest, “is centered on being in the outdoors.”

“The duration will be seven to fourteen days, no longer.” Her head swung down, causing shadows to swallow her eyes. Two black hollows focused on Alainn. “When Mr. Garbhan pays Father, he and I will make the Rosette model; this process should only take a week, unless there are complications. And then I will devise a way to switch you with the new model.”

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Author Rita Stradling

Rita Stradling is the author of The Deception Dance series, the Dakota Kekoa series and The Fourteen Day Soul Detox Novella Serial. She has a BA in Art History and a particular love for modern and medieval art.

Rita lives with her husband and son in Northern California.

She has an insatiable novel addiction and mostly reads young adult and adult: romance, paranormal, urban fantasy and high fantasy.

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Welcome to Teaser Tuesday hosted by Ambrosia  @ The Purple Booker.

Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
• Grab your current read.
• Open to a random page.
•Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

 

My Teaser for this week is from

 The Samsaric

by G.W. Lwin

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Genre: Historical / Fantasy / Horror

 My teaser from page 48 in the paperback.

“So where were we? Oh yes, three against one,” Wither said, his fingers outstretched, each nail as long and sharp as a bear’s claw.

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Read on if you want to know more.

SAMSARA: "The cycle of birth, death and rebirth within the realms of existence …" The plague of 1918 A.D. The mortal world is in a state of devastation. A woman wakes up in an abandoned temple of Kali, the goddess of darkness, in the ancient city of Gaya. She does not know where she is. She does not remember the events leading to this. She only hears the familiar voice of a tormented man who has haunted in her dreams. He tells her a story – of a time of souls and suffering, of immortality and gods, of life and death. This, he says, is Mesopotamia. The SAMSARIC is a fast-paced fantasy-horror novel full of history, horror and vampirism from an ancient era.

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Welcome to My Monday Minis where I share short reviews about books I’ve read.

It appears the devil is running loose on fuonlyknew. I just read two books that pertain to Satan. They both have similar and then not so similar plots and both scared me but good.

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 Ararat

  by Christopher Golden

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Genre: Horror / Thriller

My Review

So the story goes….An avalanche on Mount Ararat opens a fissure, revealing what could be Noah’s Ark. People go in the fissure. Inside the ancient ship is a sarcophagus. Inside it is something not human. A grotesque withered figure with horns.  People start experiencing hallucinations and nightmares. Could the thing be a demon? Could it’s evil be tainting the cavern and everyone in it? Once people start disappearing and dying, one thing is certain. Whatever it is, it doesn’t want them to leave.

Best thing about this one was how quickly you get thrown into the intrigue. The character’s are well fleshed out and the atmosphere builds. I found myself thinking about this scenario. What if it did happen. What would I do.

I’m also always drawn to frozen settings. It isn’t bad enough that something is trying to kill you. Throw in the frozen tundra and things get much worse.

A quick start and nonstop intrigue and action made this a very fast read. I finished it in one sitting.

  4 Stars

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Synopsis

When a newly engaged couple climbs Mount Ararat in Turkey, an avalanche forces them to seek shelter inside a massive cave uncovered by the snow fall. The cave is actually an ancient, buried ship that many quickly come to believe is really Noah’s Ark. When a team of scholars, archaeologists, and filmmakers make it inside the ark for the first time, they discover an elaborate coffin in its recesses. The artifact tempts their professional curiosity; so they break it open. Inside, they find an ugly, misshapen cadaver—not the holy man that they expected, a hideous creature with horns. A massive blizzard blows in, trapping them in that cave thousands of meters up the side of a remote mountain…but they are not alone.

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 Origin

  by J.A. Konrath

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Genre: Horror / Techno Thriller

 My  Review

So, back in the early 1900s something is discovered. The powers that be decide we shouldn’t know about it and the secret is passed on from President to President.

Finally, after over 100 years of studying their discovery, it recently woke up.  New people are drawn into the big secret and things quickly get out of control.

I found myself very intrigued by the plot. It would be awful to be trapped underground with something ancient and evil through and through. As the characters fall for it’s trickery, they meet some bloody ends.

I’d love to see this as a movie. The action is relentless and the author pulls no punches when throwing horrific things in your path. Watch out for ceiling vents and corners. You never know what’s waiting to jump out at you.

Chilling reading served up just the way I like it.

4 Stars

Synopsis

Thriller writer J.A. Konrath, author of the Lt. Jack Daniels series, digs into the vaults and unearths a technohorror tale from the depths of hell…

1906 – Something is discovered by workers digging the Panama Canal. Something dormant. Sinister. Very much alive.

2009 – Project Samhain. A secret underground government installation begun 103 years ago in New Mexico. The best minds in the world have been recruited to study the most amazing discovery in the history of mankind. But the century of peaceful research is about to end.

Because it just woke up.

Book Description

When linguist Andrew Dennison is yanked from his bed by the Secret Service and taken to a top secret facility in the desert , he has no idea he’s been brought there to translate the words of an ancient demon.

He joins pretty but cold veterinarian Sun Jones, eccentric molecular biologist Dr. Frank Belgium, and a hodge-podge of religious, military, and science personnel to try and figure out if the creature is, indeed, Satan.

But things quickly go bad, and very soon Andy isn’t just fighting for his life, but the lives of everyone on earth…

ORIGIN by J.A. Konrath
All hell is about to break loose. For real.

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The Devil’s Whisper
by T.H. Moore
Publication date: May 1st 2017
Genres: Adult, Dystopian, Suspense
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Take a moment and imagine your history books devoid of war. Envision entire civilizations absent of heinous crimes against humanity. A planet spared from the plagues of slavery, cultural genocides, and the colonization of indigenous nations by foreigners. Would you dare make the choices necessary to maintain this Utopia in which universal peace existed? Could you ignore the Devil whispering in your ear, luring you away from a world in which loving your fellow man was the expectation, not the exception?

In a state of reverie, an impractical idea of world peace has given birth to a culture in which the human race has chosen to live free of violent criminals. Instead, criminals have been systematically exiled to the lone prison city, Katingal, constructed in a far corner of Earth. Sentenced for the remainder of their natural lives, the wicked pit themselves against their soulless brethren. Exposure, disease, and starvation claim their victims daily. Those who survive nature’s wrath negotiate the perils of the prison city through murder and cannibalism. All the while, this inimitable death sentence satisfies civilization’s aim to punish the world’s irretrievable outcasts.

Charles “Yäbälay” Gravo is the criminal mastermind behind the world’s largest human trafficking network. As a prime most-wanted fugitive, he sets into motion events that will forever alter the realities of both civilization’s Utopia and Katingal’s Hell.

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EXCERPT:

Though Charles felt relieved to have discovered Kristoff’s lair, he could see that the savage was surrounded by his men. Nevertheless, Charles surged ahead, his heart racing in tempo with his legs as he moved closer to his objective.

As Charles drew near, a commotion broke out on the balcony. The group of men were drinking, dancing, and fighting as if the balcony were a mosh pit. One reveler grabbed another, while a third man struck the unfortunate chap with a pipe. He buckled, and with one swift movement, the two men flung their victim from the balcony. His limp body fell twenty floors to the hard pavement below. Charles heard the thump when it hit, and the cheers from a group of men who had been waiting for it on the street.

“The king is offering sacrifices tonight,” one maniac on the balcony cheered, hooting down at the dead man sprawled on the pavement.

Charles quickened his pace, staying close to the edges of the road. He ducked into a nearby building and crouched down in a dark corner, using his hands to gather a pile of dirt. He took a mouthful of the water from his satchel and pushed it around his mouth to alleviate his thirst before releasing a thin, controlled stream onto the dirt pile. After mixing the water and dirt into a dark paste, he covered his pale face until all that remained visible were his green eyes.

As he continued his trek toward the epicenter of the city, Charles heard the faint symphony of suffering. Angry yells of men coming from the east and bloodcurdling screams of women pierced the night to the west. Moments later, he slid past a band of filthy men vying for ownership of a corpse like a pack of wolves.

Another ruckus was followed by another violent assault. Just like the one before him, the beaten man was thrown from the balcony. He screamed the entire way down while the maniacs rejoiced from above. Scavengers sprinted past Charles to the man’s broken body and started ripping him apart.

Kristoff’s acolytes leaned over the balcony railing and waved their arms in the air, chanting, “Kris-toff! Kris-toff! Kris-toff! The king of K-City!”

Charles was fifty yards from the barbed wire courtyard that secured the front entrance to the Apex building. Another scream of fear, followed by another thud, a pitched body, and the scurry of the scavengers. This time, Charles was close enough to hear bones snapping against the pavement. He took cover to avoid the scavengers, and waited while they butchered the latest sacrifice with their homemade weapons.

Charles darted along the side of the building until he spotted four men guarding the back doorway.

“Four offerings so far tonight,” one of the guards warned the other three. “Two more before it’s safe to go back up there.”

“You sound like a woman, Manta,” the smallest guard said.

“Fuck you, Hiro!” He laughed. “You look like a woman. Now give me some pussy, you dwarf!”

“Curse me again and I’ll take your tongue,” Hiro seethed, pulling a short knife from his belt.

The other three guards erupted into laughter. “You call that a knife?” said one. “The only thing that knife is good for is picking your rotting teeth.”

 

Author T.H. Moore

T.H. Moore is a Southwest Philadelphia native who relocated to Camden, New Jersey at the age of ten. He’s an active member of Omega Psi Phi Fraternity, Inc., and earned a Bachelor of Science degree from Morgan State University. His career as an Information Technology Consultant and Real-Estate investor has afforded him the opportunity to travel to many countries all over the world as well as the majority of the United States. Blending experience with imagination helped formulate the basis of, and inspired him to write his first novel, ‘The End Justifies the Means’.

His second novel, The Devil’s Whisper, is uniquely creative fiction that ventures away from the inspiration of his own life experiences. In The Devil’s Whisper, he dives into a darker set of dual protagonists whose sole objective is to survive the circumstances of the world they live in. T.H. Moore is the proud father of one son, Jason, and currently resides in Virginia, where he is working on the next two installments of The Devil’s Whisper trilogy.

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