Strange Beasts is so much fun that the minute I finished the book, I downloaded the audio for my husband to listen to. This is a paranormal adventure meets gothic mystery with a sapphic love story intertwined in all of that. It has shades of Penny Dreadful, non stop action, and it’s just a blast to read. The novel takes place in an alternate Victorian era where paranormal creatures openly exist with human beings. Sam … Continue reading Strange Beasts by Susan J. Morris →
Last Call at the Nightshade Lounge has an irresistible premise involving magic and alcohol. The heroine, Bailey Chen, who has spent her entire life as an overachiever, graduates from college and promptly finds herself completely adrift in her hometown of Chicago. She lives with her parents and works at a bar run by her ex-best friend and current crush, Zane. Bailey discovers that she has the ability to see monsters, called tremens (a group of tremens … Continue reading Last Call at the Nightshade Lounge by Paul Krueger →
This Help a Bitch Out request is from Hailee, who is searching for a paranormal suspense novel with some crying involved: I am trying to find a book. Here are the parts I remember (hopefully it is the same book). Contemporary. A group of guys working together in a military/SEAL/security company/mercenary type way. (I’m leaning toward private sector, like security company, becuase I don’t think there was a military structure). Here is a part I … Continue reading HaBO: Paranormal Empath Makes the Dudes Cry →
Speakeasy Dead is being marketed as a romantic comedy. It has all the ingredients to be a great screwball 1920’s comedy, including bootleggers, movie stars, fabulous clothes, and zombies. Unfortunately, the characters aren’t very sympathetic or interesting, and the romance is almost non-existent. It’s a fairly entertaining light read, but not terribly engrossing and certainly not romantic. Screwball comedies thrive on complication, and one thing this book does very well is create a classic plot … Continue reading Speakeasy Dead by Vicky Loebel →
