Monday, 11 December 2017

It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas by Chris Turnbull

A Magical Read!

This is a wonderful book for all ages. With stories, poems, and fun facts - there's something for everyone.

The author, Chris Turnbull, has filled this book with the magic of Christmas.

I enjoyed all the stories, but my favourite was Princess Nathalya - a moving tale about a young evacuee during WW2.


It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas is a story book for all the family. With a collection of original stories and poems by Chris all set around the festive period.

Includes the short story OxqA by 13 year old Luke Bateman.

The Author:

Chris has always been a keen reader and writer, he loves the feeling of being drawn into a good book and the escapism into another world after a long day at work.

In 2013, after finishing his first full story Chris decided that he wanted to get it professionally edited in the hope to print it out for himself. After very little persuasion Chris finally released time travel story The Vintage Coat on Amazon and had a successful book launch in Leeds. With the publishing bug now set, Chris is enjoying writing more than ever and has plenty of projects up his sleeve.

Chris was born in Bradford, West Yorkshire in England.

The eldest of two sons Chris originally wanted to become a dog groomer and trained in this field before working on a farm in the grooming room as well as helping with the dog hydrotherapy.

After a few years, Chris moved on and found a job at Bradford University working with PhD students in the Biology labs. Chris enjoyed nearly 7 years here before moving over to York University to take on a similar, be it more senior role.

Chris now lives on the outskirts of York with his partner and their Jack Russell terrier.

Sunday, 10 December 2017

There Be Demons by M. K. Theodoratus

Title: There Be Demons
Author: M. K. Theodoratus
Genre: Paranormal Suspense
Age category: Young Adult
Release Date: 26 September 2017

Heroes come in all shapes.

The war for Andor has lasted a century. Humans and their allies, the Angeli, fight demons from another plane who need a warmer planet to hatch and raise their young. Trebridge becomes Ground zero when Abraxas, a minion of the demon Prince Vetis, opens a secret portal into the city. The demons’ goal is to build an army to subjugate the city before the humans realize they are under attack.

Standing in the demons’ way are two disparate groups: the humans of Andor and their Angeli allies who command gargoyle warriors.

Leading the four gargoyles guarding Trebridge is Gillen, a proven war hero who uses magic to fight demons. But Gillen is an outcast, mocked for his tuft of hair that normal gargoyles lack. It’s up to him to prove once and for all that he’s worthy of his command, in spite of dissention in his ranks. When Gillen asks the Angeli Commanders for reinforcements to fight the growing demon menace in Trebridge, headquarters send four human teens from the projects.

The leader of the humans is Britt, a 14-year-old half-Hispanic girl who is one of the four magic-possessing Chosen. But Britt was never trained in the art of magic, and like most girls her age, spends her days preoccupied with school and romance. Like Gillen, she must rise above her station in life–if she is to save the ones she loves.

But Gillen and Britt are facing formidable demon foes, Abraxas: a chicken-headed demon who possesses several humans as part of his plan to build the demons’ base in Trebridge and power-hungry Prince Vetis who is his commander. Neither will let the deaths of expendable humans get in their way of the conquest.

In There Be Demons, author M.K. Theodoratus spins a brilliant tale of good versus evil. In this thrilling Young Adult fantasy novel, unlikely heroes rise to challenge a relentless enemy. Join them as they risk everything to save their city.

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      Demon lord Prince Vetis surged from the soft dirt of the portal. His magnificence blazed brighter than Andor’s setting sun. Dim though it was, the greenish sky made his three lidless, reddish eyes blink and water. He stepped under a tree for protection. The narrow portal, stretched by his power to accommodate the wide horns sprouting from the sides of his head, closed with a soft hiss behind him. He rubbed his aching neck muscles. He’d only been able to relax his tilted head once during the long journey between the cold Gehenathh and the city of Trebridge.
      Alert for Angeli attacks, Vetis stayed in the copse of trees and bushes that hid him from the low building up the hill. The new operating base was supposed to be a counter-attack behind enemy lines, but he had his doubts. The minion had promised a new, secure entry into the human world, unknown to the humans’ Angeli defenders. Vetis snorted through wide nostrils. The scene did not impress, except for the number of imps cavorting on the field leading down to the river.
      Broken trees grew in clumps across the crumbling expanse of asphalt around a dilapidated warehouse. The scene was deserted except for the splendid pack of imps. His minion, Abraxas, had boasted about his first hatching. The size of the clutch surprised Vetis. Most of these were twice the size of a Gehenathh brood, if a nest managed to hatch in the increasing cold. Even the nobility had problems raising a clutch.
      Still, one sneeze would blow that building down. The braggart plans to hide a legion of demons in it? Vetis snorted again. I should have come sooner. Abraxas, the simpering idiot, has accomplished next to nothing except to hatch a batch of eggs. I need this base operational now.
      Tufts of sickly grass traced thin, yellowish lines through the asphalt of the abandoned lot. Cans, boxes, shingles, bottles, and paper of all descriptions littered the cracked paving all the way down to the riverbank. The stench from the passing garbage barges on the river wafted on the shifting breeze. Somewhere upwind, a packinghouse discharged the scent of rotting flesh into the twilight, making the demon commander smile wide enough to reveal long fangs.
      What a lovely place! If only the air had a sharper bite. Extending his senses to scan the area, Prince Vetis relaxed. Ahh, not a hint of Angeli taint. Perhaps Abraxas is right. Only four gargoyles defend the city. Can my gamble pay off?

About the Author:

Fantasy has always been part of M. K. Theodoratus’ life, starting when she started playing with an imaginary friend when she was three. Comics, books, TV, and movies followed throughout her life. A northern California girl, many of her Andor alternative-world stories are firmly rooted there. Today, she lives in Northern Colorado with her husband and two lap-cats, and writes when she’s not wasting time on social media.

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Saturday, 9 December 2017

The Storm by Amanda McKinney

Title: The Storm
Series: Berry Springs Series
Author: Amanda McKinney
Publication date: December 5th 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

The snow is dropping in Berry Springs… and so are the bodies...
On a pitch-black wintry night, Detective Dean Walker finds a man in the middle of an icy road, with a bullet between his eyes—a murder that is eerily similar to his father’s, which was never solved. Coincidence? No, Dean doesn’t believe in coincidences. He also doesn’t believe in love at first sight, until he meets the victim’s wife.

Psychologist Heidi Novak is hardly settling into her new mansion in the small, country town of Berry Springs, when she receives a late-night visit by the handsome Dean Walker. Seconds after learning that her husband has been murdered, gunshots explode around her and it becomes apparent that she is the next target.

With a massive winter storm looming, Dean races to find the killer and keep Heidi safe, while facing a long a list of suspects, including Heidi’s arrogant sister-in-law and a local, crusty cowboy. As the evidence mounts, Dean becomes more convinced than ever that his father’s murder is connected to the death of Heidi’s husband.

And he can’t help but think . . . will Heidi be the second love he loses to the ice-cold killer?


      Heidi sipped her tea and wandered into the library—her favorite room of the house. It reminded her of an old English library from the 1800s. If she were a little girl, she would play for hours in the massive room, pretending to be a princess, held captive by a handsome knight, who, over time, would fall madly in love with her.
      The faint smell of cigar smoke clung to the air as she turned on a dim light. No matter how many times she reminded her husband that smoking was detrimental to his health, he insisted on continuing the late-night ritual, in the library nonetheless. It made her cringe, and in a weird way, she felt like the smoke was disrespectful to the timeless literature that lined the shelves, which she so passionately cherished.
      She stepped up to one of the many walls filled with books and slowly trailed her fingers over the leather bindings, when, suddenly, Gus’s head snapped up. His ears perked and the hair on his back stood on ends.
      Heidi looked out the window to see a pair of headlights winding up the driveway.
      Definitely not Clint’s truck.
      Gus barreled out of the room, barking fiercely. Her stomach sank as she looked at the clock—nothing good comes from a visitor at two in the morning.
      She set down her tea, tightly wrapped her robe around herself and glanced at the gun cabinet across the room where they kept a loaded pistol. Better safe than sorry. She quickly padded across the room and grabbed the gun.
      The car rolled to a stop in front of the house.
      Nerves ran through her body.
      Gun in hand, she walked to the front door and flicked on the porch light.
      A police car.
      Oh no. No, no, no, no.
      Eyes round, heart racing, she peered out the window and watched the officer unfold his massive body from the car. He had to be at least six-foot-five.
      Shaded by darkness, the man looked down, shielding his face from the sleet as he walked across the stone driveway. He walked briskly and with intent. Like a man on a mission. A mission he wanted to get over as soon as possible.
      As he stepped onto the porch, the light washed over his face.
      Her stomach tickled.
      He paused and took a second to look around, scanning the porch, surveying the area.
      The gun on his hip and the hard look on his face told her that she wasn’t going to like this visit. The color of his eyes told her he was one of the most handsome men she’d ever seen in her life.
      He had dark, almost black hair, which was wet from the precipitation. His uniform fit snuggly over his chest and wide shoulders—the kind of upper body that only came from hours in the gym. And, the kind of upper body that made her want to see the lower half.
      She straightened and cleared her throat. Dammit, get a grip, Heidi.
      She watched him glance up at the house, before squaring his shoulders and pushing the doorbell.
      Taking a deep breath, she pulled open the front door.
      For a split second, his hard face softened and his eyes widened. If she hadn’t been looking, she would have missed it because the lines of his face quickly tightened again.
      Growling, Gus ran out the door and the man took a step back, but stood strong and tall, looking down at the frantic, barking dog.
      “Oh, I’m so sorry.” Heidi reached down, grabbed Gus’s collar and pulled him inside. “Hush, Gus, that’s enough.” Gus skulked back, but kept his eyes locked on the massive stranger.
      “Dr. Novak?”
      She straightened. “Yes.”
      “I’m Detective Dean Walker, Berry Springs PD.”
      Dread washed over her as she waited to hear what was next.
      “I’m sorry to bother you so late . . . may I come in for a moment?”
      “Yes, of course.” She stepped back and opened the door widely. “Please, come in.”
      He stepped over the threshold, his muscular body filling the foyer. She closed the door and remembered that she was still holding her pistol, behind her back—which apparently, wasn’t lost on him.
      “Ma’am would you mind handing over the gun?”
      “Sorry . . . I’m not used to late night visitors.” Her hand was unsteady as she gave it to him.
      “It’s good to be prepared.” He took the gun, looked it over and slid it on the windowsill behind him.
      The chill in the air sent a shiver up her spine. She wrapped her arms around herself and forced the words out. “What brings you here this evening . . . or, this morning I mean?
      He looked down for a moment and then into her eyes. The intensity made her heart sink.
      “Dr. Novak, I’m sorry to tell you that your husband is deceased.”

Author Bio:

Amanda McKinney, author of Sexy, Suspenseful Mysteries wrote her debut novel, LETHAL LEGACY, after walking away from her career to become a writer and stay-at-home mom. When Amanda isn’t tending to her two beautiful boys, she’s hidden behind her computer screen crafting page-turning murder mysteries, peppered with titillating love scenes. Having been born and raised in the south, Amanda’s books are set in small, country towns and reflect southern culture at its finest.

Amanda’s debut novel, LETHAL LEGACY, was released in January 2017, followed by the first two books in the BERRY SPRINGS SERIES, THE WOODS and THE LAKE. The third book in the series, THE STORM is scheduled to be released in the Winter of 2017.

Friday, 8 December 2017

The Second Window by Erica Kiefer

Title: The Second Window
Author: Erica Kiefer
Published by: CTP Pulse
Publication date: December 5th 2017
Genres: Romance, Suspense, Young Adult

As her senior year flies by on cruise control, seventeen-year-old Olivia Cole yearns for excitement—something her upscale private school no longer provides. Her job as a grocery store bagger isn’t much help…until the day she has a bizarre exchange with the cagey town recluse. When the woman abruptly surrenders to the police, Olivia feels compelled to dig deeper into her perplexing story. But the investigation stalls when Olivia receives another piece of news—Andre Steele, the golden boy of Westmont and her previous tormentor, has unexpectedly returned from his four-year stay in Brazil—and the whole school is buzzing! All at once, Olivia’s dull and predictable life is uprooted, and she wonders if “boring” was so bad after all.

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Meet the cast:

When your identity shatters with every unveiled secret, you might have stepped into The Second Window.

Meet OLIVIA COLE, a senior at Westmont Academy whose private school, upscale life provides little to challenge her predictable life. Smart, sophisticated… and utterly bored with being seventeen, she sets her sights on adventure and breaking the mold.

Then, halfway into first semester, ANDRE STEELE returns from Brazil…

It’s been four years since Olivia has seen him. Four years since he mercilessly pranked and teased her during her awkward seventh grade year. Now he’s back, as popular and attractive as ever, and Olivia is on the run from his attention and apologies.

Then the town recluse, JODIE PORTER, whose strange behavior towards Olivia is both eerie and intriguing, turns herself into the police. Her claims involve the death of a child that nobody even knew about.

Olivia eagerly dives into the investigation with her best friend, JORDYN WALKER, whose bold and sassy personality spur Olivia on. Before long, one secret after another leads Olivia down a path that threatens the foundation of who she is and the future that awaits her.

Join the cast of The Second Window, where betrayal hides in what you don’t see. Coming soon! December 5th, 2017

Author Bio:

Erica Kiefer’s debut novel Lingering Echoes was published by Clean Teen Publishing in November 2013. She continued the series with Rumors (A Lingering Echoes Prequel) and her newest release Vanishing Act.

All of her books can be read as stand-alone contemporary YA fiction, touched with romance, emotional drama and suspense.

With a degree in Recreation Therapy from Brigham Young University, Erica’s experiences working with at-risk youth have influenced the realistic and relatable nature of her writing. Her first inspirational non-fiction entitled Borrowed Angel (published in April 2014 with Currawong Press) describes the loss of her infant son and her journey towards healing.

Married since 2005, Erica resides in Las Vegas, Nevada with her four children and can often be found satisfying her sweet-tooth with chocolate-chip cookies and a glass of milk. Now and then, she dusts off her collegiate rugby skills and dives back into the game.

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Guest Post by Erica Kiefer:

Two Truths and a Lie… and Then Some.

Before becoming an author, I first certified as a Recreational Therapist. Most people outside of my field don’t understand what that even means, so let me tell you.
In short, recreation therapy uses team challenges and various methods of play to help individuals discover truth in themselves, like strengths and weaknesses or opportunities to heal. It also provides fun ways for groups to get to know each other.
One of my favorite introduction games is Two Truths and a Lie, where participants prepare three statements: two of which are truthful and one that is made-up. (Every writer loves the opportunity to spin a good story, right?)

So, to allow readers to get to know me better, let me offer the following possibly-true statements:

1)In my high school, there wasn’t a wrestling team for girls. In my fight for equality, I put up enough of a stink that the boys team was forced to let me join and wrestle against them—at least until I quit.
2)When living in Jakarta, Indonesia, my family and I were evacuated when political turmoil and rioting became too dangerous. I didn’t have to take final school exams that year!
3)Since the age of four, I’ve had a scar that runs along my forearm, remnants of a severe burn when a hot iron fell on it. Ouch.

Now, if you had to guess… which one is the lie? (Answer provided below)

While you’re thinking, here are five more TRUTHFUL facts about me:
1.I am half-Thai and spent seven years of my childhood in Thailand, (and also lived in four other countries before graduating high school) but I’m not bilingual and can’t even imitate a decent Asian accent. Don’t talk to my mom about it.
2.I am the grim-reaper of plants. Not one single plant or garden in my house!
3.I’ve never lived in the same home for more than six years in my entire life. Las Vegas, NV is my first permanent stop and it’s scary and exciting at the same time to put down roots.
4.I crave sports and would love to play competitive soccer or rugby again. I thrive off the adrenaline and feel the most comfortable in my skin running on a field!
5.My ideal one-day vacation would include sunbathing at the beach with an intriguing book, while burying my feet in the warm sand, and (no matter how much I love them), no children to supervise so I don’t constantly wonder if they are drowning in those perfectly blue waves… followed by a ninety-minute massage at a luxurious spa. Plus, vacationing with someone (hopefully my husband) who doesn’t mind sharing a variety of food with me so that I can sample it all buffet style, leaving room for a plethora of desserts. Is that too much to ask?
And now, back to my truths and lies!
Today’s falsehood is… #1!
I stole the story from my husband, who did wrestle in high school and who also had a sophomore girl join the boys team, which made matches a little awkward. Zero interest in wrestling on my end. Instead, take me back to my college days playing rugby, where I also met my awesome husband who was on the men’s team.
Now it’s your turn! What are your two truths and a lie?
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Let’s play and get to know each other.

Thursday, 7 December 2017

S’more to Lose by Beth Merlin

Title: S’more to Lose
Series: The Campfire Series #2
Author: Beth Merlin
Published by: Ink Monster LLC
Publication date: December 5th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary

Four years after her life-changing summer, Gigi Goldstein thinks saying goodbye to Camp Chinooka means saying hello to a brand new life. Now faced with a second chance at her career, she is filled with more hope than she’s felt in a long time. Her design house is taking the fashion world by storm, even attracting notice of Victoria Ellicott, the fashionable British socialite who just happens to be engaged to the future king of England. When Gigi is chosen to design the royal wedding dress in London, she is forced to confront her ex-fiancĂ©, Perry Gillman, now a successful composer with a hit show on the West End.

But when Gigi learns Perry’s been dating Victoria’s sister, who rivals her in looks, style and sophistication, Gigi can’t help but feel inadequate in everything. Her world begins to crumble as she develops a creative block so debilitating, she fears that a wedding dress of royal proportions is never going to happen. Even a budding relationship with the handsome, wealthy, and rich Viscount of Satterley can’t make her forget about Perry and her inability to get over him. As the world gears up for the wedding of the century, Gigi is on the brink of buckling under the immense pressure of the uncertainties of her future and failures of her past.

Will she be able overcome her creative paralysis to design the dress of Victoria’s dreams, or will she break down now that she has even s’more to lose?

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Author Bio:

Beth Merlin has a BA from The George Washington University where she minored in Creative Writing and a JD from New York Law School. She’s a native New Yorker who loves anything Broadway, rom-coms, her daughter Hadley, and a good maxi dress. She was introduced to her husband through a friend she met at sleepaway camp and considers the eight summers she spent there to be some of the most formative of her life. One S’more Summer is Beth’s debut novel.

Top 10 by Beth Merlin:

Top 10 Places to Check Out After Reading S’more to Lose

  1.    The Whispering Gallery in St Paul’s Cathedral
  2.    Westminster Abbey
  3.    The Victoria and Albert Museum
  4.    Highclere Castle
  5.    Bond Street for Shopping
  6.    Chinese food at Wo Hop in Chinatown, NYC
  7.    Lincoln Center
  8.    The Tower of London
  9.    The Goring Hotel
  10.    Tea at the Wolsley

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

Penchant for Vengeance by Robert Downs

Title: Penchant for Vengeance
Author: Robert Downs
Genre: Mystery

Charlottesville, Virginia, Police Detective Luke McGinty has a closet filled with demons, along with a few skeletons; a steady job, but no steady partner or girlfriend; and is still married to his wife Sallie, even though she’s been dead for three years. Then his detective work takes a turn for the worse when a body is discovered at the downtown mall. One dead body isn’t enough, though, and another one turns up. When ties to a cold murder case in another county present themselves, Luke realizes that, if he doesn’t tread carefully, he could end up short more than just a few answers…

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      The body was bent like a pretzel. Wounds that were possibly from a knife or a whip slathered the body from the neck to the pubic region, deep enough to resemble tattoos. Some were spaced closely enough to disfigure the top half of the body, rendering an exact age nearly impossible. A crime of passion entered the forefront of my mind, and it clung to the roof of my mouth. The victim probably knew his killer intimately, or was, at the very least, an acquaintance.

      The wounds stood out for me: a multitude of lacerations that made me unable to look away. When I scanned below the belt, I noticed the mutilated genitalia, rendering the man much less of one. I didn’t like the look of the scene, with the body splayed at an obscene angle, dropped right outside the glass front doors of Regal Cinema to render two of the doors nearly impassable. It resembled something. I just wasn’t sure what. I’d probably blocked it out of my mind, being that I frequented this particular cinema and watched more movies than I cared to admit.

      I hoped it never came back, the thought I had blocked. It always did in the end. That was what hurt the most: Movies exacerbated the oddities of life.
Killers were usually born not made, but sometimes, it was the other way around.

      The victim’s hands were positioned above his head, forming a triangle, as if he prayed in death to some higher power. Positioned that way by the killer, his hands rubbed up against each other, his head tilted slightly upward. The wounds to the victim’s hands told me he had put up a struggle, knowing that death was inevitable, yet he had wanted to live all the way to the end. But it wasn’t enough. It often never was.

      The lack of blood told me the victim wasn’t killed here, and other than a nude body covered in wounds and dried blood, like strokes from a brush, with his hands pointed toward the sky, there were no other obvious signatures. His head was shaved with only a small area of stubble on his chin. His height and weight fell in the average region, his eyes were black, and his lips formed a permanent grimace. He had defensive wounds on both his wrists and the back of his hands, and his skin was as white as a first-floor apartment.

      “Who’s the victim?” I asked.

      “Victim’s name is unknown, until we run some tests,” the ME said. “Other than being male, and probably between thirty-five and forty years old, I’m out of guesses.”

      Addie Ferguson, the ME, had a knack for guessing ages, along with her serious attention to detail. A short woman, with a few extra pounds she could never seem to get rid of, she preferred ankle-length skirts, black boots, and blue blouses.

      “Have we got a time of death?”

Author Bio:
Robert Downs aspired to be a writer before he realized how difficult the writing process was. Fortunately, he'd already fallen in love with the craft, otherwise his stories might never have seen print.

Originally from West Virginia, he has lived in Virginia, Massachusetts, New Mexico, and now resides in California.

When he’s not writing, Downs can be found reviewing, blogging, or smiling.

PENCHANT FOR VENGEANCE is his fifth novel.

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Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Never Again by Lily Luchesi

In this standalone spin-off of the Paranormal Detectives Series, we discover the true horrors during Hitler's reign.

In World War Two, not all monsters were human.

Male siren Sean Wireman was ostracized from his small village in Israel in the sixteenth century, forced to wander the world until he settled in America in the 1920's. Since he doesn't age like a normal person, he was fit to fight in World War Two, to defend the heritage he spent his whole life running from.

Seventy years later, after he has lived a whole other life since Hitler was defeated, from attending law school to becoming a bona fide rock star, the monsters the Nazis released upon the Jews in concentration camps have returned, and he is the only one who can destroy them.

But can he save his people once again, or will this fight take a deadly toll?


      I was freezing. As in limbs numb cold. I woke up in a bed, and dread filled me at the sight around me. I was back in Theresienstadt, and all around me were the frozen corpses of the other inmates. Ice and frost formed on their eyeballs and eyelashes. Their hair was frozen stiff, what they had of it, anyway. Lips blue, skin white as the snow the fell outside.
      I got up, and had nowhere to walk. Unless I tread in my bare feet over frozen cadavers, I was stuck, trapped there to freeze to death. Taking a breath that burned my lungs from the cold, I took a step, feeling unmoving, frozen stiff limbs beneath my skin. Brittle, frozen bones cracked under my weight and I felt sicker than ever when I reached the end of the room.
      The boy, the one I had given my coat to, was standing in the doorway, still wearing my coat. He was dead, but moving nonetheless. His sightless, frozen eyes stared at me and through me. “You didn’t try hard enough to save me,” he said, his voice naught but a whisper.
      Fear made me move, and I shoved the ice-covered zombie aside, only to watch his body shatter like glass when it hit the floor. Blood exploded everywhere from the force of impact, so warm it began to melt the ice that was once a poor little Jewish boy, too young to even shave yet.
      I let out a cry and ran out the door, not wanting to see anymore. Outside the door was the old man who had had his skull cracked in by the Nazi that night of the inspection. He was also made of ice, but his head was steadily pumping blood, slowly melting his cold exterior.
      “You just watched me die,” he said, his voice sounding just like the boy’s.
      “There was nothing I could do!” I protested.
      The man lunged at me, but he was too slow and he slammed himself into the wall after I moved out of the way. I didn’t stick around to see if he was still moving or not. I needed to find a way out.
      Without any more interruptions, I reached the main hall and opened the door to escape. Standing in the way was my old friend Jakob Edelstein. He was emaciated, but not frozen. His bare arm showed the tattoo that was unique to Auschwitz. His eyes were sunken and blackened, his teeth had mostly fallen out. Oh yes, and one side of his head was blown in, just a large crater like a cracked three-minute egg. Instead of yolk and butter and salt leaking from the crater, though, there was splattered gray matter and blood. Off to one side were three people I didn’t know, but I still knew who they were: Jakob’s wife, mother, and son. All three had identical holes in their heads.
      “You escaped, Sean. I didn’t,” Jakob said, his voice low and dark, nothing like the man I knew. “Why did you deserve to live and not me?”
      “I didn’t!” I said, tears coming to my eyes. “I didn’t deserve it, but I’m not the one who gets to choose who lives and who dies! Don’t you think I would have traded my life for yours in a second if I could have?”
      “Not good enough!” Jakob lunged for me, and I grappled with him. He was stronger than our frozen brethren inside the camp walls. I pushed him down to the ground and watched in mute horror as his head shattered like porcelain, splattering his brains all over the pure white snow.

Meet The Author:

Lily Luchesi is the award-winning author of the bestselling Paranormal Detectives Series, published by Vamptasy Publishing. She also has short stories included in multiple bestselling anthologies, and a successful dark erotica retelling of Dracula. She is also the editor and curator of the bestselling Damsels of Distress anthology, which puts emphasis on strong female characters in horror and paranormal fiction.

She was born in Chicago, Illinois, and now resides in Los Angeles, California. Ever since she was a toddler her mother noticed her tendency for being interested in all things "dark". At two she became infatuated with vampires and ghosts, and that infatuation turned into a lifestyle. She is also an out member of the LGBT+ community. When she's not writing, she's going to rock concerts, getting tattooed, watching the CW, or reading manga. And drinking copious amounts of coffee.

My Review:

Lily Luchesi continues to impress me with her books...
The multi-dimensional characters, the descriptive writing and the attention to detail all add up to a phenomenal read.

In this Paranormal Detectives Series spin-off we follow the life of male siren, Sean Wireman, from his early years as he's forced to wander the world alone, through the nightmare fights and prison camps of a world war, to the modern day and his return to the battlefields.
Sean is a flawed character who struggles to understand his own nature in the beginning, but grows throughout the book and accepts his 'fate' to save his people.

Based on real events that happened in the concentration camps of WW2, this book takes you on an action-packed, roller coaster ride of emotions.

I've been a huge fan of this series since the reading book one, Stake-Out, and Lily has become one of my favourite authors. Never Again is one of the best books I've read this year.

If you love Lily's Paranormal Detective Series, you'll also love this book. I can't wait to read more!

Never Again is a Paranormal Detectives Series spin-off, which is also a superb stand-alone book. If you haven't read any of Lily's books and enjoy a great paranormal novel, then this book is a good place to start.

My previous reviews of the Paranormal Detectives Series by Lily Luchesi:

Stake-Out - Miranda's Rights - Life Sentence
Right to Silence
Last Rites