received this copy from the publisher via Netgalley in an exchange
for an honest review.
Gamble is a small time private investigator who deals with mostly,
disability fraud and spouse cheating cases. Today, however, the local
school of magic has approached her to investigate the death of a
teacher, first ruled an accident. The principle of the school
suspects that it was actually murder, and she can’t sleep until she
gets a second opinion.
need the money, and the notoriety. The problem is, she’ll have to
confront her estranged sister. The sister she’s been jealous of for
a lifetime, for getting to be magic while Ivy was just ordinary. It’s
not just her sister she’ll have to contend with though, it’s a
whole league of people she doesn’t know how to interact with.
People born to magic, who use it for such trivial reasons. She’ll
have to manage her anger, on top of solving her first murder case.
Gailey’s strength is definitely in characters and their
development. Ivy’s internal struggles are deeply relateable. Her
interactions with people she’s uncomfortable with, and her attempts
to hide her own magic inability, make for a fascinating look into the
human psyche. The plot was fairly straightforward for a murder
mystery. Gailey dabbles with a couple of red herrings but in all
honestly, I had the mystery figured out far before our awkward PI
left wondering, does Rahul give her a chance to explain? We’ll
never know though as this is a stand alone novel. Some mysteries
never get solved.
“My mission is to rescue. My hope is that one day I won’t have
If you’ve heard that quote before, there’s a good chance that
you’re a fan of Animal Planet’s Pit Bulls &
Parolees. This memoir belongs to the feisty, red-headed woman who
started Villabos Rescue Center, first rescuing wolves and wolf
hybrids, then turning to one of the dog’s with the baddest
reputations, the American Pit Bull Terrier. Currently, the rescue
houses close to 400 dogs of all breeds and employs parolees to help
with all of the work. It takes one tough person to hold all of that
In My Life Among the Underdogs, we get a peek into Tia’s
life before starting the rescue. First, being raised a cowgirl by her
stepmother who taught her to depend on no one else, to a drifting
young adult, to an exotic animal trainer, to a dog trainer for
Hollywood, then to rescuing full time. All of this while giving birth
to and raising two beautiful daughters, who would become strong,
independent and compassionate just like their mother.
We also learn the life stories of some of the top dogs of Tia’s
life. These chapters were both uplifting and heartbreaking. You learn
about these wonderful, resilient creatures and all they taught both
Tia and humanity and then, you hear about their passing. How can that
not tug at your heart? If you’ve had a dog, you’re probably all
too familiar with that pain, so it’s impossible not to relate.
There are not too many people in this world that I truly idolize but,
Tia Torres is one of the them. Life spent rescuing animals is hard,
I’ve dabbled in it myself, no where near the size that Tia has.
While rewarding, at times it can be absolutely soul crushing. You
have to look the worst of humanity in the eye, not engage to the best
of your ability and just get the poor, tortured animal the fuck out
of dodge. It’s a hard thing to dedicate your life to. Animal rescue
workers are more prone to depression and suicide, and it’s
I hope to see more memoirs from Tia Torres or anyone on her rescue
crew. It helps bring more people into the rescue fold, even if it’s
adopting instead of shopping, every changed mind is progress and we
still have a long ways to go.
My one complaint, and I don’t think I’ve said this since I was little, is that there are no pictures! I mean, I want one million dog pictures, but if there could have just have been ten or so, that would have been great. I loved hearing about these amazing dogs but I would have also really liked to see their cute little faces.
There is a reason that this is referred to as swash-buckling fun, it is that, but it’s also so much more.
Knight’s Shadow begins to
take a darker turn. We return to the crew with Falcio paralyzed from
neatha poisoning. Each morning, the paralysis takes longer and longer
to go away, all the while they’re surrounded by enemies. All
the while, Falcio is slowly dying. That is the end he sees coming
every morning he wakes and cannot move, cannot speak, can hardly
breath. If it weren’t for his friends standing guard over his body
at night, his enemies could slip in and easily finish the legendary
The mission begins the same, to put
Aline on the throne, but they’ve underestimated the game. There is
a secret third player playing havoc with
their plans. One moment
they’re gaining ground, the next they’re knocked down two pegs
and are fighting for their lives once again. The
hits keep coming, but how much can one group of people take?
novel ended up being so much more than I had expected, and to get too
detailed would be to ruin the many excellent turns of plot. There
were several moments where I was left simply with goosebumps and I
was nothing but
a fiend that had to continue to find out what happened next.
This easily climbs to the top of my
favorite fantasy series list.
Year 32 might seem like an odd addition to the title BUT I get some kind of birthday book haul every year, so for post purposes, we’ve got to distinguish the little guys.
My birthday shenanigans are officially over. It was quite the celebration this past weekend though. Ignited Moth came to visit for both book club and my birthday. (Don’t fret, I already told her she needs to get back to posting. 😛 )
If there is one thing we love besides books, it’s margaritas. We went out to the little mexican restaurant in town that we know has good ones only to find out that they now do MARGARITA FLIGHTS.
As per usual, Ms. Moth is the gift master supreme. Seriously, trying to out gift her is hard. Here is a peek at just a couple of the things she gave me:
We also HAD to adventure to the used bookstore in town. They have both books and cute cats that follow you around begging for pets.
It was a fantastic weekend. ❤
Have you read any of these books? On a scale of 1-10, how much do you love margaritas?
You know you’ve worked in the medical field for awhile when you can
read about gonorrhea and syphilis on your lunch without losing your
appetite. Some people may count that as a negative, I count it as a
positive. It takes a hell of a lot to ruin my lunch.
For myself, this was very much a one chapter at a time read. There is
nothing wrong with it, it’s not even too text book like in any
matter. The stories are fairly fascinating and John Hunter was a
character, there just wasn’t the pull to dig in deep and not let up
until I was finished. Perhaps in true Hunterian fashion, I had to
contemplate the works and dissect the knowledge at my own pace.
John Hunter had a thirst for knowledge that could hardly be quenched.
From his early days, until his last, he needed to know more about how
the world worked. About anatomy, about evolution (though it wasn’t
dared called that back then), and disease states. His approach to
science greatly influenced the scientific method that we know today.
He began to change how wounds were treated, depending less on blood
letting and more on experimentation to find a better way. He improved
While he had many admirers, he had just as many enemies who did not
like him challenging the accepted way to practice medicine. This
almost never slowed him down though. He pushed boundaries that led to
many advancements. He also had a few theories that ended up slowing
down progress on other things, for example, he conducted an
experiment to prove that gonorrhea and syphilis were essentially the
same disease. There was a flaw in his method that he never did find
out about, as we know today that they are not the same disease.
There are so many things that this one man is responsible for
influencing in both science and medicine, that I could go on for
pages. Instead, if you’re interested, go pick up this book. It
will educate you far more than I would ever be able to. He was a
revolutionary and a rebel, and you know how much I like rebels.
Warning: lots of animal torture.
“Hunter had died, as he had lived, in rebellion, speaking his mind.”
It’s my theory that if you’ve ever said the words, “Money
doesn’t buy happiness,” then you’ve never been
dirt-fucking-poor. Money can buy a lot of happiness. Maybe not all
the happiness in the world but trust me, it takes a major weight off
of your shoulders and puts you on the path to achieving what does
makes you happy.
The Babel Corporation has selected poor teenagers from all over the
world to compete for amounts of money they never imagined by going
first to space, then onto a new planet. The trick is, they have to
survive rigorous training and score high enough through these
competitions to make it down to Eden, a planet inhabited by lifeforms
known as Adamites, who like human kids but not so much the adults.
The teenagers may still encounter trouble while down on the planet,
mining a precious resource called Nyxia, the real goal for Babel.
Emmett Atwater was plucked from Detroit. Poor, dying mother with shit
insurance, and a father working himself to the bone trying to make
ends meet while raising a son and being the support of an ailing
wife. When Emmett is offered a chance to make all right for his
family, he doesn’t hesitate. All his other competitors are enemies,
standing in the way of his goal. Until, a couple sneak behind his
wall and make themselves friends instead of only competition.
Almost all of the kids know that Babel Corporation is much more
sinister than their outward appearances, but with that kind of money
and healthcare for family on the line, you can over look a lot.
This was a fair start to a YA science fiction trilogy. I think the
part that will interest me the most will come in book two. Although,
I’m not running off to pick up the next book. Time will tell if I
continue the series.
I joined Goodreads just as a way to keep track of the books I already knew I wanted to read because I kept losing my list. Of course, the side effect was that my TBR blossomed from a meager 10-15 books to it’s now current state of 265. Periodically, I’ll go through the list and cut anything I decide that I’ll probably never read. So, I thought I would share the ones that have survived the cuts. (Although, I haven’t done one in awhile so that may change.) Two of them I’ve owned for years and just haven’t read yet.
“The year was 2014. We had cured cancer. We had beaten the common cold. But in doing so we created something new, something terrible that no one could stop.
The infection spread, virus blocks taking over bodies and minds with one, unstoppable command: FEED. Now, twenty years after the Rising, bloggers Georgia and Shaun Mason are on the trail of the biggest story of their lives—the dark conspiracy behind the infected.
The truth will get out, even if it kills them”.
” Katie is driving to work one beautiful day when a dead man jumps into her car and tries to eat her. That same morning, Jenni opens a bedroom door to find her husband devouring their toddler son.
Fate puts Jenni and Katie—total strangers—together in a pickup, fleeing the suddenly zombie-filled streets of the Texas city in which they live. Before the sun has set, they have become more than just friends and allies—they are bonded as tightly as any two people who have been to war together.
During their cross-Texas odyssey to find and rescue Jenni’s oldest son, Jenni discovers the joy of watching a zombie’s head explode when she shoots its brains out. Katie learns that she’s a terrific tactician—and a pretty good shot.
A chance encounter puts them on the road to an isolated, fortified town, besieged by zombies, where fewer than one hundred people cling to the shreds of civilization.
It looks like the end of the world. But Katie and Jenni and many others will do whatever they have to to stay alive. Run, fight, pick each other up when they stumble, fall in love…anything is possible at the end of the world. “
” It is 1939. Nazi Germany. The country is holding its breath. Death has never been busier, and will be busier still.
By her brother’s graveside, Liesel’s life is changed when she picks up a single object, partially hidden in the snow. It is The Gravedigger’s Handbook, left behind there by accident, and it is her first act of book thievery. So begins a love affair with books and words, as Liesel, with the help of her accordian-playing foster father, learns to read. Soon she is stealing books from Nazi book-burnings, the mayor’s wife’s library, wherever there are books to be found.
But these are dangerous times. When Liesel’s foster family hides a Jew in their basement, Liesel’s world is both opened up, and closed down. “
“Andrew Ranulf Blankenship is a handsome, stylish nonconformist with wry wit, a classic Mustang, and a massive library. He is also a recovering alcoholic and a practicing warlock, able to speak with the dead through film. His house is a maze of sorcerous booby traps and escape tunnels, as yours might be if you were sitting on a treasury of Russian magic stolen from the Soviet Union thirty years ago. Andrew has long known that magic was a brutal game requiring blood sacrifice and a willingness to confront death, but his many years of peace and comfort have left him soft, more concerned with maintaining false youth than with seeing to his own defense. Now a monster straight from the pages of Russian folklore is coming for him, and frost and death are coming with her.”
” Meet Jake. A bit on the elderly side (he turns 201 in March), but otherwise in the pink of health. The nonstop sex and exercise he’s still getting probably contribute to that, as does his diet: unusual amounts of flesh and blood (at least some from friends and relatives). Jake, of course, is a werewolf, and with the death of his colleague he has now become the only one of his kind. This depresses Jake to the point that he’s been contemplating suicide. Yet there are powerful forces who for very different reasons want – and have the power – to keep Jake alive. “
I wish I could say that it took so long for me to read this book
because life got in the way. Once, I did leave it at work over the
weekend but honestly, I felt pretty unimpressed most of the way
The biggest problem? Captain Darian Frey. It took me almost ALL of
the first book before I even began to like Frey, and then in this
one, he just blew it all to shit. He is by far my least favorite
character, which was unfortunate for me because he had the most point
of view chapters. Why do I not like the down on his luck, rag tag
captain? Well, long story short, he’s a misogynistic asshole.
Now, I’m sure you’re thinking; “Cupcakes, this is supposed
to be light-hearted fun! I think you’re reading WAY too into this.”
And you know, you are probably right. But here’s the thing, I am SO
fucking over male protagonists that are womanizers and use women to
get off, characterizing them as basically useless otherwise. It’s
especially offensive with a loser captain such as Frey. Sure he’s
good looking but he’s pretty bottom of the food chain when it comes
to males. Yet he has deep thoughts such as;
weren’t many women Frey respected, but Jez was one of them.”
Of course, he must go on to explain that this is largely because he
barely thinks of Jez as a woman. He’s not sexually attracted to her
therefore, she’s worthy of his respect.
Do not even get me started on his fucked relationship with Trinica.
You know, the woman he knocked up and left at the alter, which led to
her killing their unborn child and ultimately ending up as a
concubine until she became the pirate queen. Yet, he thinks she
should go back to being the way she was before he and the world broke
her, so HE can be happy.
Other than all THAT shit, I enjoyed it. The world building is always
cool and the rest of the crew are much better characters that I would
love to read about until the cows come home. However, if I had to
read another book mostly from Frey’s point of view and he doesn’t
grow as a character, I might just chuck the book at the wall and quit
Several things happen at my house when I have a Mercy Thompson novel
to read; dogs are taken out to do their business, the husband is
shunned to the basement for video games, I shower and get into
pajamas. Then it’s time to read undisturbed for as long as
possible. Either it’s read in one sitting or two, this time it was
two because I read until I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer.
We enter on a fun pack video game night, Mercy’s game character has
died so it’s time to bake some cookies. But alas, some of the most
important ingredients are missing so she has to run up to the store.
That’s when she’s abruptly kidnapped and carted off half way
across the world by one of the world’s most dangerous players. Her
bond to the pack has been cut off and she’s one her own with no one
to back her up. She has no money and doesn’t speak the languages
The kidnapper is not being honest about why he took her and she’s
been taught by Charles to escape at the first chance you have, so she
uses her coyote wiles and does just that. She’s racing across
Europe evading capture and searching for allies while Adam and
friends race to meet this mysterious man and negotiate her release,
not knowing that she’s already escaped his clutches.
Adam is barely keeping his wolf under control while he attempts to
play nice with the monster that took his wife. Luckily, he’s
brought along people that can help him be diplomatic when it’s the
last thing on his mind. It’s going to take three werewolves, two
vampires, and two goblins for cooler heads to prevail and rescue
their favorite troublesome coyote.
In this case, besides the usual things I love about the series, I
very much enjoyed the historical research and mythology of the Czech
Republic. It’s not a history I’m familiar with so I really liked
learning something new intertwined with everything else I enjoy about
this world Briggs created.