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What Would the Founding Fathers Think: A Young American's guide to understanding the mess our country is in and how we get out
Isabelle Webb: Legend of the Jewel
Captive Heart
Cobble Cavern
Caller ID
Summer of Secrets
On Little Wings
We Lived in Heaven: Spiritual Accounts of Souls Coming to Earth
Christ's gifts to women
A Woman's power: threads that bind us to god
Scary School
Hope's journey
Targets in Ties
Crater Lake: Battle for Wizard Island
With a Name like Love
Sean Griswold's head

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2018 Reading Challenge

2018 Reading Challenge

2018 Reading Challenge
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Monday, June 18, 2018

Unforgettable Love: A Clean Romance Event & $25 Giveaway- Post for author Daniel Banner:Rescue and Redemption

  Rescue and Redemption by Daniel Banner
 JFK, a firefighter for the Park City Fire Department, is tired of being razzed about his classy nickname. He’s lost weight, and even cut back on the swearing and drinking in an effort to fit the image. Still, he believes people never really change at heart. After all, under those muscles that can bench 250, he’s still the same guy. When a striking beauty wanders into his kitchen with her two-year sobriety coin, he wonders if he’s underestimated himself. A guy like him might just get a girl like her. Mercy Jewell McGovern, recently graduated from college and is in the process of getting her life back on track when she meets JFK. She’s immediately attracted to the capable chef running his precision kitchen at a charity event. But on their first date, it’s obvious he’s used to hanging out with guys, not with a lady. That won’t fly for Mercy. Despite her rowdy past, she knows she’s worthy of someone who knows how to open a door for her and can sit down to Sunday dinner with her extended family, the Jewells, who could write books on manners. Time after time JFK comes to her rescue, but will she be the one to ultimately save him from settling for less than his best?

On sale until 8 am on June 19th
As Mercy walked into the huge, bustling kitchen, she heard a man snap, “Just because it’s a free meal doesn’t mean they get what they pay for!” She saw a large man in a white chef’s coat and big white chef’s hat that fell back behind his head. He went on to tell a middle-aged man who was slicing potatoes, “These little pieces are going to be starch-mush and these big fat ones will be crunchy. You can’t cook a dime and a hockey puck in the same dish. Keep it consistent, keep it quality.” “Yes, Chef,” said the man with the dedication of a reality food show contestant. The chef took a step over to another counter where a row of women were washing and peeling potatoes and picked up a perfectly peeled specimen. “If I need eggs peeled I know who to come to, but we’re making gourmet.” He grabbed a potato out of a huge bowl that had bits of peel still on it. “Gourmet, Mrs. Huxton. It’s like regular food but with more mistakes and smaller portions.” “Yes, Chef,” she said and screwed up her face as she worked on peeling potatoes in a less perfectionist manner. The chef was young to be so in charge, maybe 25 or 26. His facial features were large and manly and his eyes took in everything from under a strong brow. His jaw was just as strong and his big lips looked like they could be kissed for hours without wearing out. It had been a while since a man’s physical appearance had such an effect on Mercy, and she shook her head to clear it and get back to work. It was obvious the chef wanted good work done in his kitchen and he didn’t really care about what people thought about him. Yeah, his bedside manner could be more coddling with the volunteers and paid workers, but they seemed to respond to his brusque manner. Mercy found his manner attractive, as well as the way his kitchen buzzed with people getting things done right. His big, strong face was just plain sexy, she found herself thinking again. He was nothing like a chiseled marble statue, more like Tarzan, King of the Jungle, but not as ripped. Under the chef jacket he was carrying some extra weight, but he carried it just fine. The name badge pinned to his chest strictly read, Chef. “Looking for a job?” he asked her, and she realized she’d been staring. “Or just admiring the specimen?” He spread his hands wide to let her see all of him. Mercy smiled and brushed her hair back behind one ear and wondered if he liked edgy hair styles. “I’m Mercy, the Volunteer Coordinator for today.” “Oh good.” Projecting his voice toward some people chopping green beans, he said, “Now I know who to call when Jeff chops his fingers off.” “I’m being more careful, Chef,” said a skinny man in glasses without looking up. “What’s your name?” asked Mercy. “JFK.” “I like your hat,” she told him. “Thanks, I like your …” he looked at the shaved side of her head, the small stud in her nose, then at her coat, her Chuck Taylors, then his eyes stopped briefly on her neck where a couple of her tattoos came up almost to her hairline. With a mischievous grin he said, “I like your compliment of my hat.” Mercy found herself laughing naturally. Usually when she met guys her age they were either tripping over themselves trying to impress her, or sneering contemptuously at her. This guy—JFK? Really?—was one hundred percent himself. She didn’t know if she’d ever met someone so real. "I've loved all of the books in this series, but I have to say this was my favorite so far!" "JFK had Mercy crying happy tears by the 43 percent mark, and I was crying with her."   Author Daniel Banner Daniel Banner, a 15-year fireman and paramedic, collects experiences by day and makes up stories by nights, and sometimes vice versa. For Daniel, writing is an escape from the traumatic days, and a celebration of the triumphant days.  

Two Hearts RescueThe Peaceful Warrior: Navy SEAL RomanceThe Captivating Warrior9 Reasons to Fall in Love A Perfect RescueSparks Will FlyHow to Heel a Wounded Heart
  Giveaway Details Ends 7/8/18 Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use money sent via Paypal or gift codes via Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. This giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.   a Rafflecopter giveaway

Saturday, June 16, 2018

John William and the Bandits of Basswood by Elizabeth Parkinson Bellows : Book Blast and $50 Giveaway

  John William and the Bandits of Basswood 
by Elizabeth Parkinson Bellows 
 John William Drake was born an explorer; just like many, many Drakes before him. His adventure really began with the discovery of an old book hidden in the ceiling of the Drake home, followed by the mysterious disappearance of his father. He lived everyday in misery until his twelfth birthday. A new friend gave him an invitation he could not turn down… follow me and change your destiny. He never imagined being captured by bandits and taken to a ship riddled with river rats was part of his fate. Not just any bandits – the Bandits of Basswood; known to be a ruthless and wild crew of thieves. Trying to escape would be a ridiculous idea. No one has ever escaped and lived to tell about it. Uncovering traces of his missing father gave him hope and upped the stakes. John William was determined to get off the ship alive and search for the missing pieces of the puzzle. The chase out of Basswood was on. He took a chance to change his destiny and ended up on a wild ride to solve the most important mystery of his life.
Praise for the Book
“The imaginative world created by the author is especially fun. Some animals can talk (with attitude!), magic is in the air and emu-like creatures provide fast transportation. Yes, I realize this series is for children- and they can certainly read it. Just as soon as I'm finished.” 

 “A simple walk into the world of furry and fairy alike. Enjoyed the character building, as the young boy finds himself in a world with furry pirates, and a feisty fairy princess.” “Love this book! Great kids book!”

  Excerpt:  The Door in the Ceiling 
 John William huffed and dragged his feet over to the ladder. “I don’t like climbing this old thing.” “You’ll be fine. I will be right behind you with the lantern.” His father gave him a nudge. “Fine…” John William clutched his hands around the rails. “Relax, son.” He rubbed John William’s white knuckled hands. “This is just another walk in the park. You can do it.” “Okay, let’s get this over with.” John William took one step, then another; then he closed his eyes and climbed until his head hit the ceiling. He pounded the hatch with his fist repeatedly with no results. His father climbed up behind him. Thud! He gave the ceiling one good hit. John William ducked his head and the hatch flew open. “Here, take the lantern.” John William looked at his father’s excited smile. He swallowed the lump in his throat and grabbed the lantern. A chill hit his arm the instant it moved across the threshold. He used his elbows to boost his body through before he could talk himself out of it. “It is tight up here. My head hits the top; and the smell… it reminds me of Uncle Andrew’s old tree fort. “Yes, yes… but do you see anything?” His father huffed. John William moved the lantern around every part of the opening. “Aside from some scratch marks in the wood, it is completely empty – not a single trace of anything.” “Maybe I should come up.” His father took another step up the ladder. “Those scratch marks – they are from a rodent, right? Like a cute little mouse?” “Yes, John William; don’t worry.” John William crawled deeper in. Something in the wall caught his eye. He narrowed his eyes. “I, I think I see something. No, it can’t be.” “What is it?” His father blurted. Thump! “Did you hear that?” John William gasped. He jolted the lantern around. “I’m not alone up here.” A dark shadow darted across the wall, accompanied by more thumping. “Look out! I’m coming down!” John William stumbled through the hatch in a frantic fit, barely getting one arm around the ladder to secure himself. The lantern hit the ground; glass shattered everywhere. “Fire!” His father slid down the ladder and covered the wreckage with his coat, followed by a vase full of water and flowers, extinguishing the flames. John William perched at the top of the ladder, watching his disappointed father catch his breath. “I’m sorry.” He closed the hatch and stepped lightly down to the floor. “It’s okay; I was never really fond of that coat anyways.” He paused and smiled at John William. “You did well; I’m proud of you.” John William felt his dad’s reassuring hand ruffling his curls. “Now can I go to bed?” “Of course, we have an early start tomorrow… rest well.” “Thanks, you too.” John William glanced up at the ceiling, and shuffled out of the study. “John William… you are certain you did not see anything?” He paused before turning the corner. “Yes. I just heard something. Maybe it was a rat?” “Most likely; goodnight, son.” John William waved and continued on. He did see something; at least he thought he did. What he saw was so peculiar it must have been his eyes playing tricks on him. It was a small red door with a well-used brass knob set in the wall on the other end of the space where there was enough shadow to keep it out of sight… but there was no way he was going back up there tonight. His father would have to find out another time.      

Author Elizabeth Bellows
 Um, let's see... when I was eight, I had a pet turkey. I used to take it with me on my very short lived paper route. Needless to say, I was terrible at delivering the paper. No one wanted a "Dollar Saver" with turkey poop splattered across the front page. Apparently that's where the best coupons are. Books... well, "Treasure Island" is a fantastic pirate tale. I love just about anything by Roald Dahl. I would also like to thank C.S Lewis for sending me on an unrelenting childhood quest for portals to amazing worlds (even in the most unpleasant locations, e.g... the older brother's closet, etc...) I love to write... these days sneaking away just to use the bathroom is hard enough. Finding a quiet moment alone with my laptop is impossible. I've developed a talent for making airplane noises out the side of my mouth for my son while squeezing in a paragraph or two. I write fantasy stories for children. Yep - I am a HUGE fantasy geek. I can't help myself! It's too darn awesome to escape to another realm with sorcerers and wizards. The underlying theme in my stories is empowerment, self love, and living purposefully. When football is on I turn into a different person. I may even use a curse word or two... or three. I enjoy running; which is a good thing because I need to do it in order to fit into my jeans. I love to cook and really, really love to eat. I have a theory that avocados actually contain super powers and have the amazing ability to make any snack epic. I also love garlic... which, according to my loved ones, also has an unfortunate super power ... the pungent breath-inator... or something of that nature. Few things make me smile more than chocolate, cheese, and a good bottle of vino... AND, if the Chargers would make it to the Super Bowl again - just once:)
  $50 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash Giveaway 
 Ends 7/2/18 Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader and sponsored by the author. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.   a Rafflecopter giveaway  

Friday, June 15, 2018

TwoSpells By Mark Morrison-Book Review, Excerpt, and an Exclusive Author Interview

****Beautiful cover, don't you agree?****
Book Synopsis
Sarah and her twin brother Jon are heirs to an ancient magical realm and its most valuable treasure, an enchanted library. The library endows readers with the supernatural means of crossing into the uncharted inner-sanctum of the second dimension, inhabited with peculiar and sometimes perilous creatures. 

The children are emboldened with a wondrous mystical gift that no other being has ever possessed. But fate intervenes and triggers a disastrous inter-dimensional war that disrupts the fabric of time and space spanning multiple universes, tearing destiny a new and savage pathway. 

The two must rescue their world from a phantom hybrid alien race controlled by a demented dark-wizard, Jeremy Sermack. They will either assimilate or be exterminated. 

Will they be the saviors the prophets spoke of, or will they retreat to the perceived safety of their distant homeland?

My Review

TwoSpells is a book full of action, magic, suspense, and a pure, new imaginative world. It takes a few chapters to get into the fun stuff, but once you get past the first 2-3 chapters you are pulled into this mystical world. 

There is a lot of world building that is presented chapter by chapter as certain things happen. The main characters realize that not only are their grandparents magical beings, but so are they, twins Sarah and Jon. I feel like the twins are written well for the ages they're portraying in the story and of course acted like siblings. 

I loved the library TwoSpells and the exciting things you could do within the pages of the books. Basically anyone could travel within the pages and "live" the story and meet the characters. It's really close to time travel which I love. There is a virus attacking the characters within the pages of the book and TwoSpells itself. It was entertaining as the twins meet many familiar characters from cherished books and also many scary creatures such as dragons, dinosaurs, trolls,and werewolves that cause a lot of the intense action in the book. There is a magical war going on and Sarah, Jon, their mother, and grandparents are in the thick of this lively novel.

As a precaution, know that there is some mild cursing(damn, hell, Bloody- its takes place in Wales), and mild violent scenes, some blood and green goo, shark & vampire bat attacks etc. that could be scary to some kids. This is why I recommend this book to teens 13 years old and up. Even though your child may be reading on a higher level, I still recommend this book mainly to teens and adults. 

If you're looking for a new book that is a blend of Harry Potter, Narnia, and Lord of the Rings, TwoSpells is very similar. The action is mainly fast paced, has relatable heroes that you enjoy cheering on, horrid, very evil, bad guys, and an ending that leads right into the next book. How exciting! I'm glad that it is already half way written. 

****Don't forget to read the interview that I did with the author, Mark Morrison down below. There are many interesting things you'll learn about this book.***

  {Chapter 12}
THE FRONT DOOR LAY FLATTENED, hinges bent and twisted and the sliding bolt-lock contorted. The door jam was broken and splintered.
“What is this?” Grandpa roared, waving his walking stick at the mountainous intruders. “Which one of ya’ is gonna pay for all this?” 
The dust settled and the two ominous figures stood just outside the doorway, the bright moon blazing behind them. Tattooed across their pale blue foreheads were the numbers thirty-seven and thirty-eight. Each was stuffed into a suit two sizes too small and busting at the seams, barely able to contain their hulking, muscular bodies. Black, wraparound sunglasses hid their eyes from view and Sarah could tell that something strange lay behind them. One muttered into a small microphone curled toward his lips and the other stared straight ahead.
Grandpa rolled up behind them. “Collectors!”
“Collectors?” Sarah whispered to Jon. He shrugged.
“You know why here,” Thirty-seven grunted, flipping one side of his jacket open and exposing a peculiar gold badge attached to his belt. It was a cluster of mechanical gears embedded with astrological symbols and a mechanical winged dragon clinging to a peculiar orbs.
“We do not!” Grandma shouted, leaning on her walker. 
“Overdue book,” the other one boomed, holding out a six fingered hand.
“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about ya’ thug,” Grandma said, rolling her walker closer. “Who’s gonna fix me door?”
The Collectors muttered something in another language to one another. 
“We haven’t even been ta’ the bloody library in years,” Grandpa argued. “Ya’ have that written in your records?”
Thirty-seven moved closer, his hand out again. “Special text overdue.” 
Sarah and Jon eased backward a little. The tone of its voice sounded threatening.

Meet Author: Mark Morrison
{Mark and his daughter Sarah, when she was about ten years old, from whom the main character was inspired.}

Mark was born number seven of eight children in a small town in Ohio. His family moved to Florida where he grew up, met an incredible women, got married and raised four fantastic children, three boys and a girl. 
Many years later an empty nest left him to his true calling, storytelling. His first remarkable story is about a heroin whose courage and unrestrained personality, like his daughters, breathes passion and fervor into this adrenaline packed fantastical story.

****Exclusive Interview**** 
with Author Mark Morrison
1. What gave you the idea to write Twospells? 
My daughter in law whom we all love very much is a librarian. My oldest son asked me to finally write the piles of stories i'd partially written or just flesh out over the last many years. I agreed if he'd teach me how to write the correct way. He's a brilliant writer himself and agreed to commit the two years it took to personally tutor me and in return I gifted his wife the first novel I'd write. So I dreamed up TwoSpells to commemorate her and the way I feel about books.

2. Are your characters based on people you know in real life? 
Yes, several are actual based on people I either know or were told growing up by my father really existed. (IE; Percy, Clyde Shyfoss and Jeremy Sermack, to name just two of them).

3. What is the hardest part of writing a book? 
Writing the outline because I wrote this first of the TwoSpells series without one. I'm now trying to teach myself, by justified advice, that I should at least do a rough outline for the sake of time management. I'm trying my best. By the way, the second of the TwoSpells series is completely outlined and partially written already. On top of that, a mid-grade action fantasy adventure titled Corky is in final edit. 

I wrote that novel for younger age children while I awaited the final edit of TwoSpells. Available soon. 

4. Are you working on another book in the Twospells world? 
Sorry I answered that in number 3 and it is better in my opinion because I won't need to do the tedious backstory work.

5. Name 1-2 of your favorite authors/books? 

That is an interesting question and an incredibly tough one. 

I've been told by so many people that I should read to learn from other authors and that doing so would make me a better person and writer. I think the book that gave me the most in that respect would have to be the Holy Bible. Please don't get me wrong, I'm not really a religious man but like my father I consider myself spiritual. With that said I feel that the Bible opened up my creative talents because I witnessed first hand how something written thousands of years ago could draw pure unrequited faith from not only me but millions of other readers. And none of us had actually experienced what was written with our own senses, seeing, feeling, hearing, smelling, or tasting. Now that's an impressive book. And written by like 40 authors. So whether I feel it was a historical document or pure fiction doesn't really matter does it.

On a lighter note I definitely loved Charlotte's Web. I think so much of our lives are set in place from a very young age that would account for my feelings and influence from such an interesting story. What it did was make me come to grips with the fact that all living creatures had a story of their own. I began to see the world in a totally new perspective from that story on.

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Drawing Dead By Brian McKinley: Book Tour and Giveaway

Faolan O'Connor spent his life killing for men like Legs Diamond and Lucky Luciano, and now it’s his turn to face the music. But when vampire Darcy Killian offers him immortality, Faolan enters a world of violence, wealth, and power beyond anything he’s ever imagined.

Driven by ambition and guilt, Faolan fights his way up the ranks in a battle to justify his sins with success. He s learned the hard way that relationships are vulnerabilities and friends are just enemies in disguise, but he also knows that he can’t conquer a city alone.

Aided by an emotionally-crippled genius and a warm-hearted call girl, Faolan builds a loyal crew with which to challenge the tyrannical Killian s rule. However, will this re-awakened humanity prove a fatal flaw or his ace in the hole? With his life and the future of the city he loves at stake, can Faolan play his cards right or is he drawing dead?

Brian McKinley doesn’t really exist. He’s a constructed mortal identity used by a relatively young Vampyr in order to publish the truth about The Order. Due to the world-wide influence of The Order and its minions, these accounts must all be published as fiction. Sometimes the names and sequence of events have been changed to protect the innocent, the guilty, and to keep from getting sued.

Brian is no longer a typical Vampyr and, for this reason, lives in hiding and writes from a secret location. The real “Brian” lives a life of danger and excitement; he loves Star Trek, Game of Thrones, and Boardwalk Empire as much as he loves Chicken Fried Steak. He’s a reader, a role-player, and a dreamer who doesn’t believe that “liberal” is a dirty word. He’s lived many lifetimes and is eager to share as many of them as possible with his readers.


 Faolan O’Connor wanted to be somebody before he died.

He burned with fever and shivered under a pile of blankets on his sickbed as the snowy world outside prepared for 1932 to arrive. The bullet wound in his side tingled and burned. He thought it smelled funny, too. He had to remember to ask Colleen to hit it with more iodine when she changed the dressing tomorrow. He looked over at his watch—lying next to his prized Remington Model 51 on the small nightstand—and saw that it was only eleven at night. Colleen wouldn’t be in to open her parent’s café until five. He could call her if there was an emergency, but if the Dutchman’s boys were watching her, she’d lead them right here. That’s why she was at home and he was here in the vacant apartment above the café.

Actually, Dutch Schultz was the real reason he was here. After negotiating a very fair contract for the emotionally difficult task of killing his best friend and mentor Jack, Faolan was enraged that Dutch had the nerve to pull a double-cross. Only Faolan’s instinct that something was fishy at the meeting and his skill with a pistol had allowed him to escape Dutch’s death trap. Worse still, when Faolan had called Vincent Coll—Jack’s frequent ally against Dutch—Coll had cursed him as a traitor and threatened to kill Faolan if he ever laid eyes on him again. Dutch had spread the story. The rest of Jack’s gang would go with Coll now. He was alone.

Then he heard footsteps on the stairs.

The only light came in through the closed dormer windows. He’d become accustomed to the creaks and groans of the house during his time here, so he recognized the sound of someone climbing the stairs. Faolan grabbed his Remington from the nightstand and dragged himself to a sitting position. Colleen wouldn’t come over without calling first. The pistol already had a round in the chamber, so he released the safety as quietly as he could and aimed at the door. He thought about trying to hide under the bed, but knew he couldn’t get down there fast enough in his current condition.

“Don’t shoot, eh?” came a voice with a strong Irish accent. A voice that Faolan didn’t recognize. The door opened and a short, skinny man strolled in. He didn’t walk: he strolled like a man without a care in the world. He wore a camel hair coat against the cold, soft soled shoes that made almost no noise on the wood floors, and a tan derby cocked at a rakish angle.

As the man approached, he picked up the wooden chair Colleen always used and plunked it down at Faolan’s bedside. He straddled the chair backwards and hung his hat on the back of the chair before resting his arms there. He was pale and gaunt, but youthful looking despite the gray streaks in his straight black hair. His eyes had heavy lids that made him look sleepy. However, the hazel eyes beneath were bright and inquisitive. He was a man made up of contradictions. “You’re a difficult man to find, Faolan O’Connor,” he said with a smile.

Faolan lowered the pistol, but didn’t let go of it. “Not difficult enough.”

The stranger chuckled. “Sure, I’ve ways of learning things that most don’t. Name’s Byrne, by the by. Liam Byrne.” He reached out his hand and Faolan shook it with his left, keeping his pistol ready. Despite the temperature outside, Byrne’s hand was warm and he released Faolan’s hand without trying anything. The gun didn’t appear to bother him in the slightest. “I’m here to save your life, Faolan, if you agree to my terms.”

“I can handle the Dutchman.”

“Not in your current state, you can’t,” Byrne said. “Sure that wound’s going septic, I can smell it. By the time your lass comes to check on you in the morning, I wager you’ll be past saving. You could go to a hospital, but you know Dutch’ll send someone in to finish you there.”

Faolan found himself touching his wounded side and didn’t like how tender and swollen it felt. “You some kinda doctor?”

“No, I’m a vampire.”

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Thursday, June 14, 2018

Unforgettable Love: A Clean Romance Event & $25 Giveaway- Post for author Josi Kilpack: Miss Walton's Waltz

  Miss Wilton's Waltz by Josi S. Kilpack 
A follow-up to Josi S. Kilpack's bestselling Proper Romance title The Vicar's Daughter. Lenora Wilton has spent her life hiding behind the keys of her beloved pianoforte and the vibrancy of her younger sister, Cassie. But Lenora is ready for a change and travels to Bath to live with her Aunt Gwen and teach music at an all-girls’ boarding school. She is different in Bath—more comfortable with herself—and enjoys the freedom and independence of her new life there. When Lenora meets Aiden Asher, she finds herself attracted to him, but her unexpected feelings become more complicated when she learns that Catherine—Lenora’s newest and most troublesome student in the school—is Mr. Asher’s niece. Catherine is a difficult student, and Lenora works hard to make progress with the girl. When the chemistry between Lenora and Aiden increases, they share a passionate kiss by the River Avon, and Lenora feels it is the beginning of a new forever—until she learns that Aiden has withheld an important detail about his life that changes everything. Lenora closes her heart to him, and Aiden, caught between his obligation and his heart, must do what he can to make amends. And Lenora, after years of hiding from everyone and everything, faces a decision only she can make.

I reviewed Miss Wilton's Waltz in April. 
Here is a link to My Review 
She gave him a grateful nod—without a smile so as not to seem too grateful—then climbed ungracefully over the wall and moved down the stairs. At the riverbank, she brushed off the stone wall with the sleeve of her coat and took up her usual position of knees to chest and chin on knees. She stared at the water that glittered with the quarter moon as she’d known it would. She tried to review the last week and make a plan for how she would deal with Miss Manch in the coming one, but the man at the top of the stairs kept invading her thoughts. If she thought about him enough, would she understand why he cared so much about a niece who was so difficult? And was he becoming more handsome each time she saw him, or was that simply a trick of her imagination?

  "I know fellow book lovers will understand when I say that I fell in love with the characters of this book. There's something about watching a character who is good and loving, who sacrifices for the good of her family, who doesn't complain or argue, finally find her voice and do something that she loves and wants." "Although the cover is adorable, I was not prepared for what a delightful read this book was! This is the first book that I have read by this author, and it won’t be the last."   Author Josi S. Kilpack
 Josi S. Kilpack hated to read until her mother handed her a copy of The Witch of Blackbird Pond when she was 13. From that day forward, she read everything she could get her hands on and credits her writing “education” to the many novels she has “studied” since then. She began writing her first novel in 1998 and has written twenty-five novels, one cookbook, and been part of multiple collaborations since then. She is a four-time Whitney Award winner and Best of State winner in Fiction. Josi currently lives in Willard, Utah, with her husband and children. When Kensington Press picked up her first national women's fiction novel, As Wide as the Sky, Josi was in need of a pen name to differentiate between her other genres. For years, Josi has been called Jessica Pack by people who hear her name but don't know her. It made her new pen name easy to choose. As Wide as the Sky will be released in paperback in 2018.

A Heart Revealed Lord Fenton's Folly A Lady's Favor The Vicar's Daughter
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