Fearless by Devon Hartford

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Title: Fearless
Author: Devon Hartford
Series: (The Story of Sam Smith #1)
Edition: Kindle, 346 pages
Publication Details: July 26th 2013 by Devon Hartford
Genre(s): Romance; New Adult
Disclosure? Nope, I bought it (for free)!

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After moving from stuffy Washington D.C. to laid back San Diego, Samantha Smith hopes to shed her troubled past and reinvent herself as a freshman at San Diego University.

Her parents are pressuring her to major in Accounting, because it’s the safe thing to do. But Samantha really wants to try something more adventurous, and secretly dreams of ditching the business major to study Art instead.

When she crosses paths with a handsome tattoo-clad bad boy, her life is turned upside down, and Samantha finds herself with more adventure than she ever dreamed possible.

Review


This was the first book I downloaded to Kindle for free and it’s taken me this long to get round to reading it. And, to be perfectly honest, the only reason I picked it up now, was because I wanted a fun, trashy beach read for my holiday.

Woooo, is all I can say – Fearless was so much better than I expected; I couldn’t put it down, and it was the PERFECT selection to escape with on a hot, sweaty beach.

Sam Smith has issues. Secrets that she hasn’t shared with anyone, not even her family, and this burden has changed her as a person. Not only is she closed off, but she also overcompensates for whatever it is that she’s done by making her parents happy and going to school to become an accountant, even if it’s the most boring career she can think of.

Everything is going fine until she spills boiling coffee down herself whilst driving, and almost hits another car. The driver is not happy and becomes aggressive towards a traumatised Sam. Enter Adonis, yes you heard that correctly, Adonis [insert laughter and eye-rolling here]!

It’s not really as simple as hunky god-like, motorcycle-driving, tattooed bad-boy saves the day, and falls for serious Samantha, who then have hot, rampant sex. But it’s not far off.

However, what was surprising about this book, was how invested I became in the characters. Adonis, who thankfully goes by a much less ridiculous name later in the book, is a dark, brooding type with ghosts of his own. I loved that we very slowly see his softer side, and watch his shell peel off, layer by layer. I’m sorry, but a man with tattoos who cries in your arms…hot right? I also loved the whole artist thing, and found his relationship with his famous artist dad really interesting.

Fearless isn’t the type of book I read a lot. I was expecting a lot more sex, and a lot less intrigue, which I think is why I enjoyed it so much. It had layers!

Sam and Christos (yeah OK, so it might have reminded me of Frozen a lot, but it’s still better than Adonis!) might just be my new favourite book-couple. I need to find out what they get up to next, and what Christos’ deal really is!

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Fearless, is still available to download for free, at Amazon!

Book Promo: Frey’s Saga ~ L.K Hill

Welcome to another book promo/spotlight on Lipsyy Lost & Found.

This one got my attention because, er NORWAY, VIKINGS, and PAGANS, plus all that snow! I’m still wishing for snow, clearly it’s not gonna happen as it’s basically Spring already, so I guess I’ll settle for this instead…

About the book

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Title: Frey’s Saga

Author: L.K Hill

Series: N/A

Editions: hardback, Paperback, e-book 204 pages

Publication Details: August 15th 2012 by Xlibris Corporation

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L.K. Hill weaves an adventurous tale of a young orphaned monk’s life in Norway following his capture by Norse seafarers. During his captivity by the Vikings in the small coastal village, Frey struggles to survive within a world of raiders, berserkers, thralls, wolves, death, murder, battles, gossip and treachery, all while finding courage, love and family.”

A young boy named Frey survives the slaughter of his parent’s village by unknown raiders, as he and his two sisters run for the nearby woods, while his parents and the villagers sacrifically give their lives to allow the children to escape. In fear, Frey runs endlessly for many days until he stumbles upon a monestary and is taken by a band of Vikings and introduced to the horrors of being a Christian in a Pagan World. He finds his own virtues as a slave, and the salvation of his father’s past teachings. In time, he finds respect, and is given his freedom from those who enslaved him, and eventually finds love in the arms of the Chieftain’s daughter.

Meet the Author

L.K. Hill is a certified nurse’s aide and graduate of the Institute of Children’s Literature. She has written numerous short stories, and has strong interests in Paganism and Viking culture. She is married with two sons, and is a lifelong Connecticut resident.

Say What?

Here is a gentle fantasy (well, there is a berserker, some hungry and battle-glad wolves, a despicable lout of a “bad guy”, raiding, murder, and spies) which I could not put down.”

– Jane (Amazon)

Book Promo: Slip by Leslie J. Portu

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Title: Slip
Author: Leslie J. Portu
Series: Slip #1
Genre(s): YA; Contemporary;
Pages: 400
Format(s): Paperback; Kindle (Only £1.85/$3.11 at time of posting)
Published: June 19th 2013 by CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform

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Synopsis

As Vivien Allen begins her junior year of high school, her expectations are flat.

While the status quo has always been a source of comfort, she can’t silence the small voice inside of her that yearns for something out of the ordinary. When her crotchety old French teacher is replaced by Christophe, an attractive young newcomer, she senses the possibility for change, and a strange, indefinable relationship begins.

But, luck, it appears, has arrived in pairs, and Vivien soon finds herself the object of attention of Declan Mieres, the star senior lacrosse player. As her intimacy with both grows, so, too, does her unease. It becomes increasingly difficult to keep her two worlds separate. When at last they collide, the repercussions are far worse than she ever imagined.

Meet the Author

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5 Things With Leslie Portu:

1. I believe reading novels is one of the best ways to increase your knowledge on just about ANY subject. As you follow the characters into their world you can’t help but soak up all sorts of new information. There is nothing like the feeling of losing yourself in a good book.

2. Most kids/young adults these days do not read enough due to an overabundance of competing distractions. (Obviously this does not apply to YOU, since here you are on a blog about books! So congratulations! Take a second and give yourself a pat on the back).

3. I am so glad that I have found writing later in life, and it is my great, great aspiration to make a connection with all of you voracious readers. It would be especially great to hear your thoughts: Do you identify with any of my characters? Do you hate/love one in particular? Would you act the same in a similar situation? The questions are endless…

4. Other factoids: I attended the University of Wisconsin for four of the best years of my life (Go Badgers!). After spending hour upon hour sitting in a chair, I love to head for the stair climber and lift weights (my family will tell you I am a serious grump without exercise). I love the beach and the sun and chicken lettuce wraps and coffee and atomic fireballs. Currently, I live in Ann Arbor, Michigan (not a Wolverine fan, sorry) with my husband, four children, and two dumb dogs. In the summers I can be found in Carolina Beach, NC where I have recently converted to a country music fan (the most touching lyrics! seriously!).

5. More books are coming.

Slip: Top Ten Eleven Playlist

Hi all!
I would like to share with you some of the music that was my inspiration while writing Slip. Music is a powerful generator of all kinds of emotions. These are the songs that helped me to visualize my characters more clearly, and access the emotions of a particular scene. The list (more or less) follows along with the storyline. Happy listening! And, more importantly, happy reading!

– Leslie J Portu

1. Live: Lightning Crashes (What’s this? Could it be love?)
2. Marcy Playground: Sex And Candy (Riley’s Halloween Party)
3. Big Data: Dangerous (Things are not always what they seem)
4. Tame Impala: Feels Like We Only Go Backwards (When is it OK to lie?)
5. Icona Pop: Good For You (Dinner party at Lauren’s)
6. How To Dress Well: Cold Nites (Turn up the heat (Ch. 20))
7. City and Colour: Weightless (Declan’s world crashes down)
8. Prince: I Would Die 4 U (The chase)
9. Death: Denial of Life (In the mind of a killer)
10. The Limousines: Wildfires (Passion in the winter woods)
11. Ghost Beach: Miracle (Love trumps all: final scene)

Excerpt

And so it begins…Boy Meets Girl

Vivien heaved open the gym door to be greeted by the thunder of bouncing balls. Kids were running in all directions, shrieking and shouting at each other. She stood uncertainly, her eyes sifting through the chaos for any sign of an adult in charge. By sheer luck she managed to dodge an errant basketball just before it collided with her face. At last, near the center of the gym, she spotted a bald man wearing an ID badge and she made her way toward him.

“Excuse me!” she shouted, extending her hand. “I’m one of the volunteers. Vivien Allen.”

His hand gripped hers in a firm shake. “Another one. Fantastic! Wonderful! We’ve got a nice-sized group this fall. Excellent!” He spoke every word without ever losing his broad grin. “I’m Mr. Peterson. Bob, you can call me. Where would you like to start?” He gestured toward the basketball nets. “We’re about to get a game going in a minute here.”

She hesitated, eyeing the net with suspicion. She knew nothing of the rules of basketball. In fact, she avoided all sports whenever possible. To say she was unathletic was putting it kindly. As her gaze dropped, the sight of a small boy crying caught her eye. One of the volunteers was crouching before him, his back to Vivien. He appeared to be listening thoughtfully as the child sobbed and pointed his finger at the accused (another small boy who, upon being singled out, promptly split the scene). Slowly the volunteer rose to his feet: faded jeans, cardinal-red Eastbrook Lacrosse sweatshirt, perfectly tousled dark hair. Oh no. She sucked in a breath. He remained still, hands on hips. Then at last, Declan Mieres turned and looked straight at her.

She swallowed, eyes darting away, but not before he’d caught her staring. Great. “Um…are there any other choices?” she asked.

Bob managed to reveal an even more spectacular view of his back molars as he nodded and signaled for her to follow. She trailed along behind, flinching every now and then as a basketball whizzed past her ears.At the opposite end of the gym were another set of doors through which they passed, ending up in a small cafeteria. Here she saw three rows of long tables set up for various arts and crafts. Much better, she thought.

“Jules is in charge of this room,” Bob explained, indicating a frazzled-looking woman cradling a large tub of crayons. “She’ll get you situated.”

Before she knew it, her two hours had gone by and she was letting Jules know it was time for her to leave. Most of the afternoon had been spent showing a second-grade girl how to make cootie catchers. She’d been drawn to this particular girl when she saw her sitting glumly, methodically kicking her foot against the table leg. None of the other children sat by her or paid her any attention whatsoever. She seemed in dire need of a friend.

“See you next week, Dashayla,” Vivien promised as she headed for the door. But Dashayla protested her departure by wrapping her chubby arms around Vivien’s thigh and clinging to her the entire length of the cafeteria. Gently she peeled the fingers off one by one. “You better go back before you get in trouble.” Dashayla put on a pout. “Don’t worry. I’ll be here every Wednesday.” Vivien bent down and gave her a big hug.

Smiling to herself as she headed toward the front office, she couldn’t help but marvel at the easy affection of her newfound friend. Everything seemed so simple in elementary school. If you liked someone, you showed it. Had she really been that way once? She couldn’t remember at what point she’d begun to tuck away her true feelings…just in case.

Her head in the clouds, she failed to notice the three Eastbrook seniors as they crossed paths exiting the office.

“Oh!” she gasped, stumbling backward. “Sorry!”

Directly in front of her, Declan stood gaping, as if he’d just come upon a perplexing riddle.

“Dude!” Nathan shouted over his shoulder. “Watch where you’re going. You almost ran right over this fine girl.”

Vivien returned Declan’s stare. Never before had she been this close to him; he traveled in packs made up of lacrosse players and the most attractive senior girls. Now at last she had a golden opportunity to see for herself what all the fuss was about. He was nice-looking, she gave him that. Yet his striking presence failed to induce rapid heart palpitations, as all the other silly girls claimed was the case. Maybe he did have soft brown eyes, the kind that looked like pools of melted chocolate. And maybe they did go flawlessly with his olive skin and his wavy dark hair. And he wasn’t exactly hurting physically, either; his muscular body towered over hers by a good twelve inches (she’d inherited the “short genes” from her mother’s side of the family and was finally coming to grips with the fact that she was never going to be much over five-foot-two). But none of these things could make up for the fact that he was nothing but a player.

“Don’t worry about it,” she said. “I’m fine.”

“Don’t you go to Eastbook?” Declan asked, still gawking. “You look…familiar.”

She nodded, trying with difficulty to pull her gaze away. And then, strangely, absolutely nothing happened. The four of them stood trapped in an uncomfortably prolonged moment. A moment of complete and utter silence. The spell was broken at last by Thomas as he cleared his throat, and time was permitted to resume its natural progression.

A self-conscious dance variation followed—a simultaneous shuffle in one direction, then the other as the four bodies attempted to navigate the narrow confines of the doorway. She managed at last to slide past the three leering Neanderthals, stomach sucked to her spine as if it was essential to create as much space as possible between their species and hers. Despite this superhuman effort, she felt the tiny hairs on the back of her neck rise and stand at attention as she and Declan shared the intimate space of the doorframe.

“Nice set of DSLs,” she heard Nathan mutter once she was several feet away. She had no idea what this meant, but coming from Nathan, the king of crass, she was certain the comment was hardly complimentary. She made a beeline for the sign-out sheet, fighting the urge to look back. The sound of laughter drifted in as the three boys headed out to the parking lot.

It took a minute before she’d regained the mental capacity to sign her name. She didn’t know how they’d managed to fluster her so badly. Why should she care about them? She had nothing but contempt for the entire lacrosse team and their social circle. They breezed through the halls like they were some kind of royalty. And she was only a minor character—the lowly chambermaid—in their star-studded cast.

One thing was for sure: hell would freeze over before Miranda could talk her into going to Nathan’s Friday night.

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Huge thanks to Leslie for taking the time to talk to me about herself and her book!