Tuesday, 14 August 2018

#BookReview Tiffany Blues by M.J. Rose @AtriaBooks @FreshFiction

Tiffany Blues by M.J. Rose
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

New York, 1924. Twenty‑four‑year‑old Jenny Bell is one of a dozen burgeoning artists invited to Louis Comfort Tiffany’s prestigious artists’ colony. Gifted and determined, Jenny vows to avoid distractions and romantic entanglements and take full advantage of the many wonders to be found at Laurelton Hall.

But Jenny’s past has followed her to Long Island. Images of her beloved mother, her hard-hearted stepfather, waterfalls, and murder, and the dank hallways of Canada’s notorious Andrew Mercer Reformatory for Women overwhelm Jenny’s thoughts, even as she is inextricably drawn to Oliver, Tiffany’s charismatic grandson.

As the summer shimmers on, and the competition between the artists grows fierce as they vie for a spot at Tiffany’s New York gallery, a series of suspicious and disturbing occurrences suggest someone knows enough about Jenny’s childhood trauma to expose her.

Supported by her closest friend Minx Deering, a seemingly carefree socialite yet dedicated sculptor, and Oliver, Jenny pushes her demons aside. Between stolen kisses and stolen jewels, the champagne flows and the jazz plays on until one moonless night when Jenny’s past and present are thrown together in a desperate moment, that will threaten her promising future, her love, her friendships, and her very life.


1924, New York. Jenny Ball is one of a dozen burgeoning artist invited to Louis Comfort Tiffany's distinguished artist colony. She has always dreamed about becoming a painter and now together with a close friend the dream is starting to become real. Jenny wants to travel to Paris and study art there, and this stay at the art colony is a start. Little does she know that her past will rear its ugly head. That the past she has tried to leave behind will turn staying at Laurelton Hall to not a dream come true, rather a nightmare.


#BookReview Abandoned by Allison Brennan @Allison_Brennan @MinotaurBooks @StMartinsPress @FreshFiction

Abandoned by Allison Brennan
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Investigative reporter Max Revere has cracked many cases, but the one investigation she's never attempted is the mystery from her own past. Her mother abandoned her when she was nine, sending her periodic postcards, but never returning to reclaim her daughter. Seven years after the postcards stop coming, Martha Revere is declared legally dead, with no sign of what may have happened to her. Until now.

With a single clue―that her mother’s car disappeared sixteen years ago in a small town on the Chesapeake Bay―Max drops everything to finally seek the truth. As Max investigates, and her mother's story unfolds, she realizes that Martha teamed up with a con man. They traveled the world living off Martha’s trust and money they conned from others.

Though no one claims to know anything about Martha or her disappearance, Max suspects more than one person is lying. When she learns the FBI has an active investigation into the con man, Max knows she’s on the right path. But as Max digs into the dark secrets of this idyllic community, the only thing she might find is the same violent end as her mother.

New York Times bestselling author Allison Brennan weaves the intimate, unputdownable story of an investigator confronting the most important--and most dangerous--mystery of her career.


Investigative reporter Max Revere takes on a very personal case. Her own mother's abandoned her when she was nine. Only sending postcards over the next seven years before they stop coming. The only clue Max has is her mother's abandoned car in a small town on the Chesapeake Bay. There she starts to dig for the truth, but not everyone is glad that she is in town digging for clues.


Saturday, 11 August 2018

#BookReview Cirkusflickan (The Orphan's Tale) by Pam Jenoff (SWE/ENG) @PamJenoff ‏

Cirkusflickan by Pam Jenoff
My rating: 4 of 5 stars


Året är 1944 och andra världskriget rasar i Tyskland. Den sextonåriga Noa försörjer sig som städerska på en tågstation efter att ha blivit utslängd hemifrån. Då hon en kväll följer ett märkligt ljud upptäcker hon till sin fasa en godsvagn fylld med övergivna judiska barn. Innan hon hinner tänka fattar hon tag i ett spädbarn och flyr hals över huvud ut i vinternatten. Noa och barnet, som får namnet Theo, räddas och tas om hand av ett kringresande cirkussällskap, och för att smälta in tränas hon till trapetsartist.

Hennes lärare är den några år äldre Astrid, en kvinna med ett hemlighetsfullt förflutet som starkt ogillar Noas uppdykande. Men kriget kommer närmare och deras skyddade tillvaro på cirkusen hotas alltmer. Theos liv är i fara och snart inser Noa och Astrid att deras enda chans att överleva är att släppa taget om sina hemligheter och våga lita på varandra.


CIRKUSFLICKAN är en berättelse om att förlita sig på andra, att våga lägga sitt liv i andra händer. Det är en berättelse om Noa som blir utslängd hemifrån efter att hennes far har upptäckt att hon är gravid med en tysk soldats barn. Noa hankar sig fram så gott det går, men en ödesdag upptäcker hon en tågvagn fylld med judiska barn. Utan att tänka efter tar hon ett barn och detta beslut gör att hon måste lämna sitt jobb för att rädda barnet. Hon räddas av ett kringresande cirkussällskap och där får ett ultimatum. Blir trapetsartist eller lämna cirkusen. Hennes lärare Astrid tror inte att Noa kommer klara det, men Noa ger inte upp så lätt.

Cirkustemat kändes väldigt nytt för en andravärldskriget bok. Men livet på cirkusen speglar politiken i Tyskland under 40-talet. Judehatet sträcker sig ända in i cirkusvärlden, där man inte alltid kan lita på andra människor samt när som helst kan nazister dyka upp för att söka igenom cirkusen efter judar.

Bokens styrka vilar på vänskapen som växer fram mellan Noa och Astrids. Deras vänskap är fängslande att läsa om. Det är dock ingen lätt vänskap, i början kan man knappt tro att de kommer att kunna ens vara hövliga mot varandra. Speciellt inte Astrid som fattar agg mot Noa redan från början. För mig var boken en stark läsning vars enda svaghet var en romans mellan Noa och en yngling i en Fransk stad. Jag fann den sidohandlingen föga intressant att läsa om att jag önskar att författaren hade hållit sig till att skriva om relationerna på cirkusen istället.

CIRKUSFLICKAN är den andra boken jag har läst av Pam Jenoff, den första var The Kommandant's Girl som precis som denna bok är mycket bra!
Tack HarperCollins Nordic för recensionsexemplaret!


A powerful novel of friendship set in a traveling circus during World War II, The Orphan's Tale introduces two extraordinary women and their harrowing stories of sacrifice and survival

Sixteen-year-old Noa has been cast out in disgrace after becoming pregnant by a Nazi soldier and being forced to give up her baby. She lives above a small rail station, which she cleans in order to earn her keep. When Noa discovers a boxcar containing dozens of Jewish infants bound for a concentration camp, she is reminded of the child that was taken from her. And in a moment that will change the course of her life, she snatches one of the babies and flees into the snowy night.

Noa finds refuge with a German circus, but she must learn the flying trapeze act so she can blend in undetected, spurning the resentment of the lead aerialist, Astrid. At first rivals, Noa and Astrid soon forge a powerful bond. But as the facade that protects them proves increasingly tenuous, Noa and Astrid must decide whether their friendship is enough to save one another or if the secrets that burn between them will destroy everything.


THE ORPHAN'S TALE  is a story about relying on others, about daring to put one's life in other hands. It's a story about Noa who is thrown out of her home after her father has discovered that she is pregnant with a German soldier's child. Noa tries to survive the best she can, but on a fateful day, she discovers a train car filled with Jewish children. Without thinking she takes a child and she realizes that she has to leave her job to protect the child. She is rescued by a traveling circus company and there is an ultimatum. Either train to become an aerialist or leave the circus. Her teacher Astrid does not think Noa will be able to do it, but Noa does not give up so easily.

The circus theme felt very new to a WW2 book. But, life in the circus reflects the politics in Germany in the 40s. The hatred towards the Jews reaches right into the circus world, where you cannot always trust other people. At any time, Nazis can suddenly turn up to search the circus for Jews.

The book's strength rests on the friendship that emerges between Noa and Astrids. Their friendship is captivating to read about. However, there is no easy friendship. At first, you can hardly believe that they will be able to even be courteous to each other. Especially not Astrid who takes a dislike towards Noa right from the start. To me, the book was a strong book, the only weakness for me was the romance between Noa and a boy in a French city. I found it to be of little interest to read about that. I wish the author had kept to writing about the relationships on the circus instead.

THE ORPHAN'S TALE is the second book I've read by Pam Jenoff, the first one was The Commandant's Girl, which just like this book is very good!

Thanks HarperCollins Nordic for the review copy!

Thursday, 9 August 2018

#CoverCrush The Letter Writer by Dan Fesperman

For new visitors do I want to explain that Cover Crush is something that my friend Erin over at Historical Fiction Reader came up with and I adopted the idea together with some other friends. And, now we try to put up a Cover Crush every week. You can check below my pick of the week for their choices this week!

In a New York City still reeling from Pearl Harbor, a letter writer uses his cache of secrets to aid a struggling cop in a murder investigation—but his own secrets, if brought to light, may put them both at risk.

February 9, 1942. Disgraced Southern cop Woodrow Cain arrives in New York City for a new position with the NYPD and is greeted with smoke billowing out from the SS Normandie, engulfed in flames on the Hudson. On Cain’s first day on the job, a murdered body turns up in the same river. Unfamiliar with the milieu of mob bosses and crooked officials in the big city, Cain’s investigation stalls, until a strange man who calls himself Danziger enters his life. Danziger looks like a miscreant, but speaks five languages, has the manners of a man of means, and appears to be the one person who can help Cain identify the body. A letter writer for illiterate European immigrants on Manhattan’s Lower East Side, Danzinger has a seemingly boundless knowledge of the city’s denizens and networks—and also seems to possess information that extends beyond the reach of his clients, hinting at an unfathomable past. As the body count grows, Cain and Danziger inch closer toward an underground ring of possibly traitorous corruption…but in these murky depths, not even Danzinger can know what kind of danger will await them.


I love how the title and the cover image match each other is such a great way. From the author's name that looks like it's been typed on a typewriter to the letter on top of the cover. And, New York also has a central place. Is such a compelling cover!

Check out what my friends have picked for Cover Crush's this week:

Stephanie @ Layered Pages

Wednesday, 8 August 2018

#Spotlight The Last Thing She Told Me by Linda Green @LindaGreenisms @QuercusBooks @MillsReid11

Even the deepest buried secrets can find their way to the surface...

Moments before she dies, Nicola's grandmother Betty whispers to her that there are babies at the bottom of the garden.

Nicola's mother claims she was talking nonsense. However, when Nicola's daughter finds a bone while playing in Betty's garden, it's clear that something sinister has taken place.

But will unearthing painful family secrets end up tearing Nicola's family apart?

The new emotionally-charged suspense novel from Linda Green, the bestselling author of While My Eyes Were Closed and After I've Gone


For all the women and girls who have been made to feel shame 

It was the shame, you see. The shame I brought on my family. Sometimes it is easier not to 
believe than to accept something so awful could have happened. That is why people bury things 
far beneath the surface. Deep down, out of sight and out of mind. Though not out of my mind. I 
carry the shame with me always. The shame and the guilt. They do not go away. If anything, they 
weigh heavier on me now than they did back then. Dragging me down, clawing at my insides. 
And when people say that what’s buried in the past should stay there, they mean they don’t want 
to have to deal with it. They’re scared of the power of secrets to destroy lives. But keeping 
secrets can destroy you from the inside. Believe me, I know. And even the best-kept secrets have 
a habit of forcing their way to the surface.  
The house appeared to know that its owner was about to die, shrouded, as it was, in early
morning mist, the downstairs curtains closed in respect, the gate squeaking mournfully as I 
opened it. 
   If there was such a thing as a nice house in which to end your days, this certainly wasn’t it. It 
was cold, dark and draughty, perched high on the edge of the village, as if it didn’t really want to 
be part of it but was too polite to say so. Behind it, the fields ‒ criss-crossed by dry-stone walls ‒ 
stretched out into the distance. Beyond them, the unrelenting bleakness of the moors. 
   I shivered as I hurried up the path and let myself in. 
   ‘Grandma, it’s me.’ The first thing I thought when I didn’t hear a response was that maybe I 
was too late. She’d been weak, drifting in and out of sleep when I’d left the previous night. 
Perhaps she hadn’t made it through till morning. 
   But when I entered the front room – in which she’d lived, eaten and slept for the past year – 
she turned her face to give me the faintest of smiles.  
   ‘Morning,’ I said. ‘Did you manage to get some sleep?’ 
   She nodded.  
   ‘It’s not too late to change your mind, you know. We could get you to hospital, or the hospice 
said we could call them at any time.’ 
   She shook her head. She’d remained adamant she would leave the house only in a coffin. She’d 
also refused medication to relieve the pain. It was as if she thought she somehow had a duty to 
   ‘Well, at least let me stay over tonight. I hate the thought of you being on your own.’ 
   ‘I won’t be here tonight.’ Her words were faint and difficult to understand. She’d taken her 
teeth out several weeks previously and refused to put them back in since. 
   ‘Come on. You’ve been saying that for weeks.’ 
   ‘I’m tired. It’s time to go now.’ 
   There was something about the look in her eye as she said it that told me she meant it. I sat 
down on the end of her bed and took her hand. Her skin was paper-thin, revealing the bones and 
blue veins beneath it. She’d once said she liked me coming to visit because I was the only one 
who let her talk about death without getting upset or pretending it wasn’t going to happen. 
   ‘Is there anything I can get to make you more comfortable?’ 
   She shook her head again. We sat there for a while saying nothing, listening to the ticking of 
the clock and her shallow breaths. I tried to imagine what it must be like knowing you are about 
to die. I would want my family around me, I knew that. 
   ‘Do you want me to give Mum a call?’ I asked. She managed to raise her eyebrows at me. It 
was as near as I’d get to a telling off at this point. She had always been very accepting of their 
distant relationship. It was me who struggled with it. 
   ‘I could ask James to bring the girls over.’ 
   She shook her head again and whispered, ‘I don’t want to upset them. They’re good girls. 
Anyway, I’ve got them with me.’ 
   She gestured towards the mantelpiece. Every school photo they’d ever had ‒ Ruby on her own 
at first, all toothy grin and straggly hair, then, a few years later, with Maisie’s elfin face of 
delicate features and porcelain skin, next to hers  ‒ until last year, when Ruby had started 
secondary school and they’d had separate photos. Ruby’s grin was now replaced with a self
conscious upturn of closed lips. It was as if someone had adjusted  her brightness control. The 
contrast with Maisie’s confidence and burgeoning beauty was obvious to see and unspoken by 
all. Except Grandma, who had said it was a shame you couldn’t show the size of someone’s heart 
in a photo. And had remarked how much Ruby looked like me in her uniform. 
   My own school photos were still up there on the cabinet. And Justin’s, poking out from behind 
them. I suspected I had arranged them like that myself years ago, without her ever realising it. 
Rows of little frames covered with dust. In a way, she was surrounded by her family, a cardboard 
cut-out version. 
   ‘Justin sends his love,’ I said. That was a lie. I’d texted yesterday to tell him she didn’t have 
much longer, and his response had been to ask me to give him as much notice as possible
about the funeral so he could book a flight to come over.  
   I wondered if it bothered Grandma and she was good at hiding it, or if she’d simply never had 
high expectations of her loved ones. Maybe coming of age in the war had something to do with 
it. Perhaps it taught you not to take anything for granted. 
   I passed her the glass of water and she managed to take a tiny sip through the straw. I put it 
back on the bedside table, glancing at the wedding photo of her and Grandad, as I did so. ‘Does it 
help to think he’ll be there  for you?’ I asked. 
   ‘He’ll have given up waiting and gone off down pub,’ she replied.  
I smiled. Grandad had never been big on patience. He’d never been big on shows of 
emotion, either. The wedding photo was the only time I’d ever seen them holding hands. I 
wondered if Grandma had minded, but concluded that now wasn’t the time to ask. She was quiet 
again, her breaths shallower still. I squeezed her hand. ‘I’ll be here with you until the end,’ I said. 
‘I’m not going anywhere.’ 
   She looked up at me. ‘I’m leaving you the house.’ 
   I frowned at her. ‘But what about Mum?’ 
   ‘She doesn’t want it.’ 
   ‘Has she told you that?’ 
   ‘She doesn’t have to.’ 
   I felt somewhat unworthy of such a huge bequest. ‘Well, Justin, then.’ 
   ‘He doesn’t need it.’ 
   It was true, though it felt wrong to acknowledge it. 
   ‘Thank you,’ I said, barely able to speak. ‘It’ll make such a difference.’ 
   ‘I know,’ she said. ‘The girls can have their own rooms. And you always wanted a garden.’ 
   It suddenly occurred to me that she thought we were going to live here. That this would be our 
home. I didn’t want that. It was such a bleak house. The obvious thing was to sell it, so we could 
afford somewhere bigger than our little two-bedroom terrace in town. Maybe even with a garden. 
But I didn’t want to tell her that. I didn’t want to say anything to worry or upset her at this late 
stage. I smiled and nodded, patting her hand. 
   ‘Leave it to Ruby when you go,’ she added. ‘It belongs in the family.’ 
   I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I couldn’t start arguing with her. It 
wasn’t right to pick a fight with someone on their deathbed. If those were her final wishes, I 
owed it to her to listen graciously and go along with everything she said. 
   She shut her eyes. I wondered if this was it. I’d never been with a person when they’d died. I 
didn’t know what to expect. I wasn’t even sure what to do or who to call afterwards. I 
swallowed, glad at least that I was with her. That she hadn’t died on her own. Ninety was a good 
age. That was what people would say. And she’d lived a good life, been free from any major 
health problems until the last couple of years. But it still seemed empty somehow, her slipping 
away in this house with only me for company. 
   I looked down. Her eyes remained shut, but I could see her chest rising and falling ever so 
slightly. She was still with me, but surely not for much longer. I slid my hand away, tiptoed out 
of the room and shut the door behind me, then took out my mobile. I didn’t think she could hear 
me, but it still seemed wrong to speak within earshot. I went through to the kitchen. It was a 
strange collection of assorted relics from past decades. An old-fashioned kettle on the hob, which 
she’d refused to get rid of. A seventies breakfast-bar stool, which was now positively retro. None 
of it matched, none of it fitted but, as with the rest of the house, it was all unmistakably 
   I called Mum. She took her time to answer. When she did, it seemed from her tone that she was 
expecting the worst. She didn’t say anything more than hello, waiting instead for me to break the 
   ‘I don’t think she’s got long.’ 
   ‘Right. Is she in pain?’ 
   ‘She’s doing a good job of covering it up if she is. She said it was time to go.’
   There was a pause at the other end. I thought for a moment that Mum might change her mind 
and say she was on her way. She didn’t though. 
   ‘OK. Well, let me know any news.’ 
   ‘That’s it?’ 
   ‘Come on, Nicola, don’t make this any harder than it already is.’ 
   ‘She’s about to die without her only child being there.’ 
    ‘We’ve gone through all this. It’s not that simple.’ 
   ‘Well, whatever it is between you two that needs saying, now’s your last chance to say it.’ 
   ‘I’m not about to upset her on her deathbed.’ 
   ‘Maybe she’s waiting for you to say something. Maybe that’s why she’s hung on so long. And 
you’ll regret it if you don’t. It’ll be like that bloody Mike and the Mechanics song.’ 
   ‘I don’t think so. It’s best this way. I know you don’t believe me, but it is.’ 
   ‘Best for who?’ 
   ‘Look, I’m thinking of you, all right? And I’m grateful you’re there with her but I can’t come 
over.’ Her voice broke and she hung up. I put my phone back in my pocket and blew out slowly. 
At least Justin had the excuse of being in Ireland. Mum was only a few miles up the road in 
Halifax. All I could think was how I’d feel if Ruby and Maisie weren’t with me at the end. If 
they couldn’t be bothered to bury the hatchet with me and come to me on my deathbed. 
   I went back into the front room. For a second, I thought she’d gone while I’d been on the 
phone, but her chest was still rising and falling. I sat down next to her and put my head in my 
hands. I had been sitting there for quite some time, maybe twenty minutes or so, before I heard 
her voice. 
   ‘There are babies.’ 
   I looked up.  I hadn’t expected to hear another word out of her. I took her hand again. Her 
eyelids flickered open. 
   ‘Babies? Where?’ I asked. 
   ‘At bottom of garden.’ 
   I frowned at her. She’d been coherent all the way through. Maybe this was a sign that she was 
at the end now. Then something clicked, and I realised what she was talking about. 
   ‘No, Grandma. Fairies,’ I said. ‘You’ve got fairy statues at the bottom of the garden. The ones 
I used to dance around when I was little.’ 
   There wasn’t a pause on her part. 
   ‘Not fairies, babies,’ she said firmly. ‘Look after my babies for me.’ 
   ‘What do you mean?’ I asked. ‘What babies?’ It was too late. Her eyes shut again and a second 
later she was gone. It was as if those words had taken the last breath out of her. I felt for her 
pulse, just to make sure, but there was nothing. I screwed up my eyes and let my head drop, 
feeling the tears coming but wanting to stave them off and gather myself. Aware that I was the 
responsible adult in the house now, no longer the little girl dancing around the fairy statues in the 
garden while Grandma cooked tea for me. I gulped as the tears arrived in a rush.  A life snuffed 
out. The memories, experiences and stories gone with her. Our family reduced to three 
generations, not four. And all I could think of as I sat there and sobbed was the last thing she told 
me. I had no idea what she meant. Maybe she hadn’t been with it. Perhaps she’d even been 
dreaming. She might not have been talking to me at all. But she had sounded so certain of what 
she had said. what she had asked me to do.  
   I realised I should call someone. Her GP to start with. Presumably they’d be able to tell me 
what I needed to do. I stood up, my legs a little shaky. I’d always thought that when someone 
died they’d look different in some way. But Grandma seemed pretty much the same. Though 
maybe there was something about her face. Maybe something had lifted. Because she finally did 
seem at peace. 

A few hours later I stood on the front step of Mum’s house, waiting for her to come to the door. 
The freshly signed death certificate was in my bag, the image of Grandma’s body being taken 
away still fresh in my mind. I wanted to go home to James and the girls, but I also knew that, 
despite everything, it was right to tell Mum in person. Maybe I was hoping to see an emotional 
reaction, one I might have missed on the phone. But when she opened the door and saw me 
there, she just nodded, her face expressionless. I stepped inside and shut the door behind me. 
   ‘I’m sorry,’ I said. 
   ‘Did she go peacefully?’ Mum asked. 
   ‘Yeah. She was talking, on and off, and then she was gone.’ 
   ‘Where is she now?’ 
   ‘The undertaker’s. Dr Atkinson came over, signed the death certificate and got it all sorted.’ 
   ‘She’s a nice doctor, I’ve always said that.’ 
   I shook my head. 
   ‘What?’ asked Mum. 
   ‘Are you not even in the slightest bit upset?’ 
   ‘We all knew it were coming.’ 
   ‘Yeah. I’ve still bawled my eyes out, though.’ 
   Mum shrugged. ‘It’ll probably hit me later. When I’m on my own.’ 
   ‘Or maybe you’re not that bothered.’ 
   ‘Nicola, please don’t start.’ 
   ‘It’s not me who’s starting, though, is it? It’s you not behaving like a normal daughter.’ 
   ‘Come on. That’s not fair. Everyone has their own way of dealing with these things.’ 
   ‘These things? You mean the death of your mother?’ 
   Mum looked away. ‘It’s more complicated than you realise.’ 
   ‘So you keep saying. What would be more helpful is if you actually explained what went on 
between you.’ 
   Mum started to walk away down the hall. 
   ‘I take it that’s a no.’ 
   ‘You should get back to your girls,’ she said, stopping and turning to face me. ‘Give them a 
hug from me.’ 
   Mum’s eyes were glistening. Sometimes the wall she’d built came perilously close to falling 
down. If I pushed at a brick, it might topple. 
   ‘She said something just before she died. Something I didn’t understand.’ 
   ‘She said there were babies at the bottom of the garden. She asked me to look after her babies.’ 
   For the first time I saw Mum’s face crack. Her eyes widened, and her bottom lip trembled. ‘I 
wouldn’t take any notice of her. She were probably losing her mind by then.’ 
   ‘She wasn’t, though. I asked her if she meant her fairy statues, but she was adamant they were 
   ‘She were probably thinking about angels. She used to believe in angels, you know. She told 
me once her angels would be waiting for her at the end.


#BookReview Home by Harlan Coben @HarlanCoben @DuttonBooks

Home by Harlan Coben
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

For ten long years two boys have been missing.

Now you think you've seen one of them.

He's a young man. And he's in trouble.

Do you approach him?

Ask him to come home with you?

And how can you be sure it's really him?

You thought your search for the truth was over.

It's only just begun.


It's been some years since I read my first Harlan Coben book. Since then have I read pretty much every single one. Luckily I still have some left to read. Alas with HOME now read have I now no Myron Bolitar book left to read. I was really thrilled to have this one waiting to be read. Or actually listened to since I decided to go for the audio version instead. The only drawback was trying not smile or laugh at work when the dialog between Myron and his (very dangerous) best friend Win is very funny. Speaking of Win. HE'S BACK! Myron and Win are back working together trying to find two missing boys.

HOME is a fabulous book, straight through thrilling with a heartbreaking ending. The writing is top-notch and I just LOVE the banter between Myron and Win. I don't want to give much of the story away, but it's a roller coaster ride, action from the very first page to the last. I love that Win have a personal connection to this case and one part I love the most in Myron remembering the first meeting with Win.

If you haven't read a single Myron Bolitar book, heck if you never read something by Harlan Coben, and if you love thrillers, then you must check out Coben's books. They are amazing!

Tuesday, 7 August 2018

#ReleaseSpotlight Tailspin by Sandra Brown @SandraBrown_NYT @GrandCentralPub

HARDCOVER BOOK - 1455572160 / 9781455572168
ELECTRONIC BOOK - 1455572128 / 9781455572120

Available in the U.S. August 7, 2018


Rye Mallett, a fearless "freight dog" pilot charged with flying cargo to far-flung locations, is often rough-spoken and all business, but soft on regulations when they get in the way of meeting a deadline. But he does have a rock-solid reputation: he will fly in the foulest weather, day or night, and deliver the goods safely to their destination. So, when Rye is asked to fly into a completely fogbound northern Georgia town and deliver a mysterious black box to a Dr. Lambert, he doesn't ask questions.

As Rye's plane nears the isolated landing strip, more trouble than inclement weather awaits him. He is greeted first by a sabotage attempt on his plane that causes him to crash land, and then by Dr. Brynn O'Neal, who claims she was sent for the box in Dr. Lambert's stead. Despite Rye's "no-involvement" policy when it comes to other people's problems, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to the intrigue surrounding his cargo . . . and to the mysterious and alluring Brynn.

Soon Rye and Brynn are in a treacherous forty-eight-hour race to deliver the box before time runs out. With everyone from law enforcement officials to hired thugs hot on their heels, they must learn to trust each other so they can protect their valuable cargo from those who would kill for it. 


Sandra Brown is the author of sixty-nine New York Times bestsellers. There are over eighty million copies of her books in print worldwide, and her work has been translated into thirty-four languages. She lives in Texas. For more information, you can visit www.SandraBrown.net

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Tailspin by Sandra Brown

Monday, 6 August 2018

#BookReview The Anomaly by Michael Rutger @ememess @GrandCentralPub

The Anomaly by Michael Rutger
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Not all secrets are meant to be found.

If Indiana Jones lived in the X-Files era, he might bear at least a passing resemblance to Nolan Moore -- a rogue archaeologist hosting a documentary series derisively dismissed by the "real" experts, but beloved of conspiracy theorists.

Nolan sets out to retrace the steps of an explorer from 1909 who claimed to have discovered a mysterious cavern high up in the ancient rock of the Grand Canyon. And, for once, he may have actually found what he seeks. Then the trip takes a nasty turn, and the cave begins turning against them in mysterious ways.

Nolan's story becomes one of survival against seemingly impossible odds. The only way out is to answer a series of intriguing questions: What is this strange cave? How has it remained hidden for so long? And what secret does it conceal that made its last visitors attempt to seal it forever?


I knew I needed to read this book when the blurb stated that the main characters would be like a modern version of Indiana Jones in an X-Files era. I LOVE Indiana Jones!

Nolan Moore is a YoutTube celebrity, hosting his own web show where he's trying to find if the truth is out there ... Nolan loves mysteries, although he's not a true archaeologist. He used to be in the movies, well he was a screenwriter. But, he's very passionate when it comes to his show.

This time he's retracing the step of an explorer from 1909 who claimed that he had found a mysterious cave in the Grand Canyon. It would be marvelous if Nolan and his team found the cave ... or would it? It turns out this little expedition may be more dangerous than Nolan had anticipated...

One thing I really loved about THE ANOMALY was how it took a long time for the true horror to happen. You just know it would, and you sit there turning page after page waiting for the BAM moment. And, when it happened, WOW! This is definitely a book for thriller/sci-fi fans. A group of people put together, getting more and more paranoid, or do they have a reason to fear the unknown? Also, I had no idea what would happen. Everything was just as mysterious as for the characters in the book. Fabulous book, recommend it warmly!

I want to thank Grand Central Publishing for providing me with a free copy for an honest review!

The Anomaly by Michael Rutger

Friday, 3 August 2018

#BookReview Pieces of Her by Karin Slaughter @SlaughterKarin @WmMorrowBooks @FreshFiction

Pieces of Her by Karin Slaughter
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

What if the person you thought you knew best turns out to be someone you never knew at all?

Andrea Cooper knows everything about her mother Laura. She knows she's spent her whole life in the small town of Gullaway Island; she knows she's never had any more ambition than to live a quiet life as a pillar of the community; she knows she's never kept a secret in her life.

But one day, a trip to the mall explodes into violence and Andrea suddenly sees a completely different side to Laura.

Twenty-four hours later, Laura is in hospital, shot by an intruder who's spent thirty years trying to track her down. Now, Andrea must go on a desperate journey to follow the breadcrumbs of her mother's past. If she can't uncover the secrets hidden there, there may be no future for either of them.


Andrea Cooper lives a normal life. She has a job, a place to live, although above her mother's garage, but still, it's a place to sleep. Her parents are divorced and she has a good relationship with both of them and she thinks she knows her parents very well. That is until her 31st birthday and her mother, Laura, shows a side of her that Andrea has never seen before. Suddenly her whole world is turned upside down and she doesn't know if it will ever be right again. Who is this woman she thought she knew so well, and why does it seem that someone is after her?


Thursday, 2 August 2018

#CoverCrush Miss Violet and the Great War by Leanna Renee Hieber

For new visitors do I want to explain that Cover Crush is something that my friend Erin over at Historical Fiction Reader came up with and I adopted the idea together with some other friends. And, now we try to put up a Cover Crush every week. You can check below my pick of the week for their choices this week!

A brand-new, stand alone adventure in Leanna Renee Hieber's groundbreaking, critically acclaimed Strangely Beautiful series; full of passion and power, set during World War I

Leanna Renee Hieber's debut novel, republished by Tor Books as Strangely Beautiful, won two Prism Awards and established her as one of the founders of gaslamp fantasy—tales of the spiritual and supernatural set in the Victorian Era.

Miss Violet and the Great War begins in Victorian times and sweeps readers forward to the incredible tragedy of the First World War, when millions died in the trenches and on the battlefields. Violet Rychman has been gifted from birth with the ability to see and hear ghosts...and with terrible visions of a future conflict. When war erupts, Violet knows that it is time for her to take up her life's great mission—to attempt to shorten the war and to save lives by using the supernatural abilities she was born with, and the new powers bestowed on her by the ancient Muses.

One woman, alone, trying to stop an international conflict. It seems impossible. But Violet has allies she hasn't even met yet.


The cover for Miss Violet and the Great War is just the kind that makes me curious to learn more about the book. I love the title and I'm curious to know more about the feathers behind the cover. The title indicates that this is a WW1 story and the barbed wire captivates that feeling. 

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Tuesday, 31 July 2018

#BookReview Trail of Lightning by Rebecca Roanhorse @RoanhorseBex @SagaSFF @FreshFiction

Trail of Lightning by Rebecca Roanhorse
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

While most of the world has drowned beneath the sudden rising waters of a climate apocalypse, Dinétah (formerly the Navajo reservation) has been reborn. The gods and heroes of legend walk the land, but so do monsters.

Maggie Hoskie is a Dinétah monster hunter, a supernaturally gifted killer. When a small town needs help finding a missing girl, Maggie is their last—and best—hope. But what Maggie uncovers about the monster is much larger and more terrifying than anything she could imagine.

Maggie reluctantly enlists the aid of Kai Arviso, an unconventional medicine man, and together they travel to the rez to unravel clues from ancient legends, trade favors with tricksters, and battle dark witchcraft in a patchwork world of deteriorating technology.

As Maggie discovers the truth behind the disappearances, she will have to confront her past—if she wants to survive.

Welcome to the Sixth World.


TRAIL OF LIGHTNING is the first book in The Sixth World series. The world has drowned after a climate apocalypse and the Navajo reservation, now Dinétah has been reborn. It's a new world where gods and heroes walk the land. But, it's also a world filled with monsters. Maggie Hoskie is a Dinétah monsters hunter. She survived an attack by monsters when she was young and was trained by Neizghání the Monsterslayer of legend. The son of two holy people. However, now Neizghání has left her and she has to fight on her own. A new job has her hunting a monster that has abducted a small girl. This monster is something entirely new to her and she will discover that this is just the start of a nightmare...


Sunday, 29 July 2018

#BookReview A Noise Downstairs by Linwood Barclay @WmMorrowBooks

A Noise Downstairs by Linwood Barclay
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Paul Davis forgets things - he gets confused, he has sudden panic attacks. But he wasn't always like this.

Eight months ago, Paul found two dead bodies in the back of a co-worker's car. He was attacked, left for dead, and has been slowly recovering ever since. His wife tries her best but fears the worst...

Therapy helps during the days, but at night he hears things - impossible things - that no one else can. That nobody else believes. Either he's losing his mind - or someone wants him to think he is.

Just because he's paranoid doesn't mean it's not happening...


A NOISE DOWNSTAIRS is a book that just didn't work completely for me. I usually love reading Linwood Barcley's books and I'm not saying that this isn't well written. It's just the story didn't convince me. If it had been an author like Stephen King might I have bought the haunted typewriter, but in this case, I just waited for the truth to come out. The logical explanation. And, that kind of made the reading experience just not as enjoyable as with his previous books.

On the plus side did I enjoy Barclay's writing, I always do. He has such a grew flow, even as with this case the story isn't rocking my boat. I just breezed through the pages. Alas, I missed the suspense from his previous books.

Then comes the last part, here Barclay both surprise me and at the same time disappoint me. Yeah, I'm a bit on the fence about the ending. In one way it's WAY TOO typical on the other hand there is a twist that I did not see coming that made me go WOW. That's the way to go, Barclay, chock the reader. So, I'm a bit on the fence when it comes to the ending, I loved part of it, but not the whole deal.

A NOISE DOWNSTAIRS is a book that has an interesting premise. The writing is top-notch. But, ultimately I just couldn't find myself loving the story. However, I did like it and I would recommend the book.

I want to thank William Morrow for providing me with a free copy through Edelweiss for an honest review!

Thursday, 26 July 2018

#BookReview Dead Girls by Graeme Cameron @HarperCollins @FreshFiction

Dead Girls by Graeme Cameron
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

I may not remember everything, but I know he won’t hurt anyone else.

I won’t let him.

It’s been two months since a serial killer brutally attacked police detective Alisha Green and left her for dead. Two months since she could effortlessly recall simple things, since her mind felt remotely sound. The nameless killer thinks he knows her, thinks she’s just another dead girl among many. Ali Green plans to show him he’s dead wrong about that.

Ali has two enemies now: the dangerous man she’s hunting and her own failing memory. As explosive new evidence comes to light and conflicting accounts from a witness and a surviving victim threaten both her investigation and her credibility, she begins to question what is and isn’t real. And now Ali has no choice but to remember the past…before it buries her.


Police Detective Alisha "Ali" Green was brutally attacked two months ago. The killer left her almost dead and her partner dead. Since then has she had a memory problem, even simple things are hard to remember. She can't even be sure that her memory is always right. And, the killer is still out there.


#Wishlist July: Most Wanted 2019

For the July wishlist did I pick 5 titles published by Macmillan next year that I'm dying to read! 




No Mercy
Joanna Schaffhausen

Police officer Ellery Hathaway and FBI profiler Reed Markham take on two difficult new cases in this stunning follow-up to The Vanishing Season.

Police officer Ellery Hathaway is on involuntary leave from her job because she shot a murderer in cold blood and refuses to apologize for it. Forced into group therapy for victims of violent crime, Ellery immediately finds higher priorities than "getting in touch with her feelings." 

For one, she suspects a fellow group member may have helped to convict the wrong man for a deadly arson incident years ago. For another, Ellery finds herself in the desperate clutches of a woman who survived a brutal rape. He is still out there, this man with the Spider-Man-like ability to climb through bedroom windows, and his victim beseeches Ellery for help in capturing her attacker.

Ellery seeks advice from her friend, FBI profiler Reed Markham, who liberated her from a killer’s closet when she was a child. Reed remains drawn to this unpredictable woman, the one he rescued but couldn’t quite save. The trouble is, Reed is up for a potential big promotion, and his boss has just one condition for the new job—stay away from Ellery. Ellery ignores all the warnings. Instead, she starts digging around in everyone’s past but her own—a move that, at best, could put her out of work permanently, and at worst, could put her in the city morgue


The Widows
Jess Montgomery

“The Widows kept me on the edge of my seat. Montgomery is a masterful storyteller.” —Lee Martin, author of Pulitzer Prize-Finalist The Bright Forever

Kinship, Ohio, 1924: When Lily Ross learns that her husband, Daniel Ross, the town’s widely respected sheriff, is killed while transporting a prisoner, she is devastated and vows to avenge his death. 

Hours after his funeral, a stranger appears at her door. Marvena Whitcomb, a coal miner’s widow, is unaware that Daniel has died, and begs to speak with him about her missing daughter. 

From miles away but worlds apart, Lily and Marvena’s lives collide as they realize that Daniel was not the man that either of them believed him to be—and that his murder is far more complex than either of them could have imagined. 

Inspired by the true story of Ohio’s first female sheriff, this is a powerful debut about two women’s search for justic as they take on the corruption at the heart of their community.


Strong As Steel
Jon Land

The electrifying ninth installment in the critically acclaimed Caitlin Strong series

1994: Texas Ranger Jim Strong investigates a mass murder on a dusty freight train linked to a mysterious, missing cargo for which no record exists.

The Present: His daughter, fifth-generation Texas Ranger Caitlin Strong, finds herself on the trail of that same cargo when skeletal remains are found near an excavation site in the Texas desert. She’s also dealing with the aftermath of a massacre that claimed the lives of all the workers at a private intelligence company on her watch.

These two cases are connected by a long-buried secret, one that men have killed and died to protect. Caitlin and her outlaw lover Cort Wesley Masters must prove themselves to be as strong as steel to overcome a bloody tide that has been rising for centuries.


Watcher in the Woods
Kelley Armstrong

The next gripping installment of #1 bestselling Kelley Armstrong's riveting Casey Duncan series.

The secret town of Rockton has seen some rocky times lately; understandable considering its mix of criminals and victims fleeing society for refuge within its Yukon borders. Casey Duncan, the town's only detective on a police force of three, has already faced murder, arson, and falling in love in less than the year that she's lived there. Yet even she didn't think it would be possible for an outsider to find and cause trouble in the town she's come to call home.

When a US Marshal shows up in town demanding the release of one of the residents, Casey and her boyfriend, Sheriff Dalton, are skeptical. And yet only hours later, the marshal is shot dead and the only visible suspects are the townspeople and her estranged sister, in town for just the weekend . It's up to Casey to figure out who murdered the marshal, and why they would kill to keep him quiet. In #1 New York Times bestselling author Kelley Armstrong's latest installment, Rockton and its fans are in for another hair raising mystery.


The Malta Exchange
Steve Berry

The next in New York Times top 5 bestseller Steve Berry's Cotton Malone series involves the Knights of Malta, papal conclave, and lost documents that could change history.

The pope is dead and Cardinals are arriving at the Vatican to open a conclave to pick his successor, but one prince of the Church has fled Rome to Malta in search of a document that dates back to the 4th century and Constantine the Great.

Former Justice Department operative Cotton Malone is at Lake Como, Italy, on the trail of legendary letters between Winston Churchill and Benito Mussolini, letters that disappeared in 1945 and could now re-write world history. But someone else is after them too and, when Malone obtains then loses them, he’s plunged into a hunt involving the Knights of Malta, a 900-year-old organization rife with division and currently being steered by the Secreti, a sect within determined to affect the coming conclave.

With the help of Luke Daniels, Malone races both the Knights and the clock, across Italy to Malta, and finally to Rome, behind the walls of the Vatican, where the election of the next pope hangs in the balance. Bestseller Steve Berry delivers yet another remarkable thriller in The Maltese Exchange.

#CoverCrush The Gardener of Eden by David Downie

For new visitors do I want to explain that Cover Crush is something that my friend Erin over at Historical Fiction Reader came up with and I adopted the idea together with some other friends. And, now we try to put up a Cover Crush every week. You can check below my pick of the week for their choices this week!
A haunting and luminous novel that explores the dark secrets lurking beneath the stunning natural beauty of a dying timber town. 

A mysterious beachcomber appears one day on the coastal bluffs near Carverville, whose best days are long behind it. Who is he, and why has he returned after nearly forty years?

Carverville’s prodigal son, James, serendipitously finds work at the Eden Seaside Resort & Cottages, a gentrified motel, but soon finds his homecoming taking a sinister turn when he and a local teenager make a gruesome discovery, which force him to reckon with the ghosts of his past—and the dangers of the present. Rumors, distrust, and conspiracies spread among the townsfolk, all of them seemingly trapped in their claustrophobic and isolated world. But is there something even more sinister at work than mere fear of outsiders?

In The Gardener of Eden, David Downie weaves an intricate and compelling narrative of redemption, revenge, justice, and love—and the price of secrecy, as a community grapples with its tortured past and frightening future.


Absolutely stunning! I was browsing Edelweiss when I remembered that I had to do my cover crush for this week and then I saw this book and it must have been fate. Love the colors in the forest. It's definitely a luminous cover. 

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#BookReview The Last Thing She Told Me by Linda Green @LindaGreenisms @QuercusBooks @MillsReid11 #TheLastThingSheToldMe

The Last Thing She Told Me by Linda Green
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Even the deepest buried secrets can find their way to the surface...

Moments before she dies, Nicola's grandmother Betty whispers to her that there are babies at the bottom of the garden.

Nicola's mother claims she was talking nonsense. However, when Nicola's daughter finds a bone while playing in Betty's garden, it's clear that something sinister has taken place.

But will unearthing painful family secrets end up tearing Nicola's family apart?

The new emotionally-charged suspense novel from Linda Green, the bestselling author of While My Eyes Were Closed and After I've Gone


The last thing Nicole's grandmother Betty told her before she died is to take care of the babies at the bottom of the garden. This bewilders Nicole, but since there are two fairy statues at the bottom of the garden could it perhaps be them her grandmother talked about. But, Nicole starts to think that something is very wrong when her youngest daughter finds something by one of the fairies.

THE LAST THING SHE TOLD ME is a story about secrets, about mother and daughter relationships. And, about suffering. This is a generation story where we get to learn more about Nicole, her mother, and grandmother. All three women have gone through traumatic experiences and are keeping secrets. Betty almost took hers to the grave, but her last words lead Nicole to not only discover her grandmother's secret, but her mother. And, she is also ready to reveal her own dark secret.

This is the first book I have read by Linda Green and I found the concept to be intriguing. It's a heartbreaking story, but also a book about finding the strength to confront the past and move on. I found the book to be a bit hard to read now and then, I had some trouble to truly enjoy the whole story. The youngest daughter Maisie grated on my nerves and she felt much younger in her ways than her years. However, I did love Ruby, Nicole's oldest daughter. She has to deal with a lot of difficult stuff and I thought of all the character, was she the one I liked the best. I liked the book and I will definitely read more by Linda Green.

I want to thank Quercus for providing me with a free copy through NetGalley for an honest review!

Wednesday, 25 July 2018

#BookReview Women of the Dunes by Sarah Maine @SarahMaineBooks @AtriaBooks @FreshFiction #FFreview

Women of the Dunes by Sarah Maine
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

From the author of the acclaimed novels The House Between Tides and Beyond the Wild River, a rich, atmospheric tale set on the sea-lashed coast of west Scotland, in which the lives of a ninth-century Norsewoman, a nineteenth-century woman, and a twenty-first-century archeologist weave together after a body is discovered in the dunes.

Libby Snow has always felt the pull of Ullanessm a lush Scottish island enshrouded in myth and deeply important to her family. Her great-great-grandmother Ellen was obsessed with the strange legend of Ulla, a Viking maiden who washed up on shore with the nearly lifeless body of her husband—and who inspired countless epic poems and the island’s name.

Central to the mystery is an ornate chalice and Libby, an archaeologist, finally has permission to excavate the site where Ulla is believed to have lived. But what Libby finds in the ancient dunes is a body from the Victorian era, clearly murdered…and potentially connected to Ellen.

What unfolds is an epic story that spans centuries, with Libby mining Ellen and Ulla’s stories for clues about the body, and in doing so, discovering the darker threads that bind all three women together across history.


The first book I read by Sarah Maine was THE HOUSE BETWEEN TIDES and I was blown away by the wonderful story and the atmospheric setting. I was eager to find out if WOMEN OF THE DUNES would be as good. And it was!

To be able to effortlessly write a book with three different storylines without confusing or making any of the storylines less interesting than the others is a gift and I think that Sarah Maine has this gift. I'm so used to dual storylines that getting one with three storylines feels like an oddity, in a good way.


Monday, 23 July 2018

#BookReview The Summer Wives by Beatriz Williams @authorbeatriz @WmMorrowBooks

The Summer Wives by Beatriz Williams
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

New York Times bestselling author Beatriz Williams brings us the blockbuster novel of the season—a spellbinding novel of romance, murder, class, power, and dark secrets set in the 1950s and ’60s among the rarified world of a resort island in the Long Island Sound...

In the summer of 1951, Miranda Schuyler arrives on elite, secretive Winthrop Island in Long Island Sound as a naive eighteen year old, still reeling from the loss of her father in the Second World War. Although a graduate of the exclusive Foxcroft Academy in Virginia, Miranda has always lived on the margins of high society. When her beautiful mother marries Hugh Fisher, whose summer house on Winthrop overlooks the famous lighthouse, Miranda is catapulted into a heady new world of pedigrees and cocktails, status and swimming pools. Isobel Fisher, Miranda’s new stepsister—all long legs and world-weary bravado, engaged to a wealthy Island scion—is eager to draw Miranda into the arcane customs of Winthrop society...


What I love about Beatriz Williams books are how they are all connected to the Schuyler family, one way or another. This didn't I know when I started to read the books. So, it was with delight that I discovered that the books even when they are not part of a series are in some way connected. I have yet to read Overseas, Fall of Poppies and The Forgotten Room (there is a Schuyler in this one woohoo), but I will get to them soon I hope! Also, I'm dying to read the upcoming book: The Wicked Redhead!

THE SUMMER WIVES have three different storylines, first, we have the 30s with Bianca Medeiro. Then, we have Miranda Schuyler in the 50s and finally Miranda again in the 60s storyline. These three storylines are interwoven in the book, and slowly they will reveal the connection. Bianca Medeiro story is the one that feels a bit like an outsider since both other stories are from Miranda's POV. However, Bianca's story is a vital part of the story.

One thing I truly love about THE SUMMER WIVES are all the characters. Williams always writes such wonderful characters and I'm not even a big fan of romance stories. But, I think her ability to write characters with such depth and also her way of creating a story that engrosses you is the key to her success. You like the characters, they have weakness and are portrayed as human. Every time I finish a book is it with a bit of sadness because I just love the characters. This is why I love it when a Schuyler pops up in another book.

THE SUMMER WIVES is a marvelous book, and I recommend it warmly. To be honest, I recommend all the book by Williams!

I want to thank William Morrow for providing me with a free copy through Edelweiss for an honest review!