Myths of Mish, from Katie Hamstead (Fairytale Galaxy Chronicles #2)

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Hiii, world! Welcome to my review for the second book in the Fairytale Galaxy Chronicles, from brilliant Katie Hamstead: Myths of Mish! I CRAZY LOVED the first book in the series, Princess of Tyrone, so I was really excited to read the next volume =D I received my copy from YA Bound Book Tours in exchange for an honest review and here we go! Thanks ❤

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Hansel and Gretel Herrscher survived the witch in the woods, but the experience has made Hansel paranoid for the past ten years. He sees dark magic at every turn. When Gretel has a marriage arranged to a much older man, and Hansel discovers he’s about to be sent halfway across the galaxy, he knows something sinister is afoot.

Wilhelmine Nordon has plenty of experience with Hansel’s quirkier side. So when she catches him and Gretel running away in the middle of the night, she follows to keep them from getting killed. The siblings have never left the capital of Mish on their own, so they need a babysitter. Except when she’s discovered, Hansel gives her his usual cold shoulder, and Gretel secretly begs her to take them back.

The problem is, Hansel’s paranoia turns out to be well founded, and they’re all being hunted.

Me after finishing this book:

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BOOK BLITZ: Bellamy and The Brute, by Alicia Michaels

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Good morning, daisies! Welcome to the book blitz for Bellamy and the Brute, by Alicia Michaels! ❤ As you may have guessed, this is a Beauty and the Beast retelling and it sounds just AWESOME! In this post, you’ll find overall info on the book and the author, my cover analysis, a note from Alicia herself telling us a little about her experience recreating this classic fairy tale, a list with 10 things that Alicia loves about Beauty and the Beast, and a giveaway! =D

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Bellamy and The Brute

by Alicia Michaels

Published by: Clean Teen Publishing

Publication date: March 13th, 2017

Genres: Fairy Tales, Retelling, Young Adult

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A fresh twist on a classic story, Bellamy and the Brute proves true love really is blind.

When Bellamy McGuire is offered a summer job babysitting for the wealthy Baldwin family, she’s reluctant to accept. After all, everyone in town knows about the mysterious happenings at the mansion on the hill—including the sudden disappearance of the Baldwin’s eldest son, Tate. The former football star and golden boy of Wellhollow Springs became a hermit at the age of sixteen, and no one has seen or heard from him since. Rumors abound as to why, with whisperings about a strange illness—one that causes deformity and turned him into a real-life monster. Bellamy wants to dismiss these rumors as gossip, but when she’s told that if she takes the job, she must promise to never, ever visit the third floor of the mansion, she begins to wonder if there really is some dark truth hidden there.

Tate’s condition may not be the only secret being kept at Baldwin House. There are gaps in the family’s financial history that don’t add up, and surprising connections with unscrupulous characters. At night there are strange noises, unexplained cold drafts, and the electricity cuts out. And then there are the rose petals on the staircase. The rose petals that no one but Bellamy seems to be able to see. The rose petals that form a trail leading right up to the 3 rd floor, past the portrait of a handsome young man, and down a dark hallway where she promised she would never, ever go…

As Bellamy works to unravel the mysteries of Baldwin House and uncover the truth about Tate, she realizes that she is in way over her head… in more ways than one. Can her bravery and determination help to right the wrongs of the past and free the young man whose story has captured her heart?

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BOOK BLITZ: Don’t Speak, by Katy Regnery

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Hello, beauties! Welcome to the book blitz for Katy Regnery’s new book, Don’t Speak! ❤ In this post, you’ll find detailed info about the book and the author, an excerpt, my cover analysis, and a wonderful giveaway!

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Don’t Speak

by Katy Regnery

A Modern Fairytale

Publication date: February 27th, 2017

Genres: Fairy Tales, NA Romance

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A fisherman’s daughter.

The governor’s son.

Two very different worlds.

In this modern retelling of The Little Mermaid, a fisherman’s daughter from an Outer Banks island untouched by time, meets the son of North Carolina’s governor at a fancy party where she’s working.

Laire, who wants so much more from life than her little island can offer, is swept away by wealthy, sophisticated Erik, who is, in turn, entranced by her naiveté and charm. The two spend a whirlwind summer together that ends on the knife-point of heartbreak and forces them to go their separate ways.

Years later, when fate leads them back to one another, they will discover the terrifying depth of the secrets they kept from each other, and learn that shattered hearts can only be healed by a love that willfully refuses to die.

All novels Katy Regnery’s ~a modern fairytale~ collection are written as fundraisers. 10% of the e-book sales for in March and April 2017 will be donated to P.E.O. International, a non-profit organization that celebrates the advancement of women, awards scholarships and grants, and provides motivation for women to make their dreams come true.

**Contemporary Romance. Due to profanity, adult themes and very strong sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.**

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COVER REVEAL: Myths of Mish, by Katie Hamstead (Fairy Galaxy Chronicles #2)

Helloooooo, there!! Welcome to a cover reveal I was DYING FOR since 2015, hahaha! ❤ I’m talking about the second book in the Fairy Galaxy Chronicles, Myths of Mish, by brillian Katie Hamstead!! I’ve read the first book in the series, Princess of Tyrone, and OMFG, IT WAS PERFECT!!! The best Sleeping Beauty retelling of all times! You know, until I find a gay one. #honesty

In this post, you’ll find overall info about the book and the author, my cover analysis and a link to my review for Princess Tyrone =D

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BOOK BLITZ: The Piper’s Price, by Audrey Greathouse (The Neverland Wars #2)

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Good morning, adorable people! Welcome to the book blitz for The Piper’s Price, by Audrey Greathouse! This is the second book in The Neverland Wars series ❤ In case the name rings a bell, you may have already heard about the first book here =)

In this post, you’ll find info about the book and the author, an excerpt, a playlist, my cover analysis for this gem and an awesome giveaway!

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The Piper’s Price

by Audrey Greathouse

The Neverland Wars #2

Published by: Clean Reads Publishing

Publication date: February 21st, 2017

Genres: YA Fairy Tale Retelling

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Peter is plotting his retaliation against the latest bombing. Neverland needs an army, and Peter Pan is certain children will join him once they know what is at stake. The lost boys and girls are planning an invasion in suburbia to recruit, but in order to deliver their message, they will need the help of an old and dangerous associate—the infamous Pied Piper.

Hunting him down will require a spy in in the real world, and Gwen soon finds herself in charge of locating the Piper and cutting an uncertain deal with him. She isn’t sure if Peter trusts her that much, or if he’s just trying to keep her away from him in Neverland. Are they friends, or just allies? But Peter might not even matter now that she’s nearly home and meeting with Jay again.

The Piper isn’t the only one hiding from the adults’ war on magic though, and when Gwen goes back to reality, she’ll have to confront one of Peter’s oldest friends… and one of his earliest enemies.

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BOOK BLITZ: The Cinderella Theorem, by Kristee Ravan

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Hi, there! Welcome to the first piece of bookish news of the day 🙂 It’s a blitz by YA Bound Book Tours for The Cinderella Theorem, by Kristee Ravan!

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The Cinderella Theorem
by Kristee Ravan
Genre: YA Fantasy/Fairy Tale Retellings
Release Date: May, 2016

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Fairy tales are naturally non-mathematical. That is a fact, and fifteen-year-old Lily Sparrow loves factual, mathematical logic. So when her mother confesses that Lily’s deceased father is (a) not dead, (b) coming to dinner, and (c) the ruler of a fairy tale kingdom accessible through the upstairs bathtub, Lily clings to her math to help her make sense of this new double life (1 life in the real world + 1 secret life in the fairy tale world = a double life).

Even though it’s not mathematical, Lily finds herself being pulled into a mystery involving an unhappy Cinderella, a greasy sycophant called Levi, and a slew of vanishing fairy tale characters. Racing against the clock, with a sound mathematical plan, can Lily save her fairy tale friends before they vanish forever?

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You can find The Cinderella Theorem in both paperback and ebook version 🙂

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You can read the first full chapter of the book over here 😀

 “Lily,” Mrs. Price, my guidance counselor, flashed a fake smile. “You have forgotten to put any fun in your schedule. Why don’t I switch you out of Geometry and put you in Health and Careers? Lots of students say this is a fun class…” She let that last part dangle in the air, like a worm on a hook.

I don’t like worms on hooks. “No thanks.”

Mrs. Price shifted in her seat, still smiling. “And this class will help you discover what you’re good at as you explore your career options.”

Chatting with a woman who can’t recite the Pythagorean Theorem isn’t exactly how I thought I would be spending my first day of high school. “I know what I want my career to be.”

Mrs. Price sat up straighter, leaning forward. “Oh, and what is that?”

“I want to do pure mathematics research at a major university or be a code breaker for the National Security Agency.”

Her eyebrows arched. I think she thought I was going to say I want to be a doctor when I grow up or I want to be an artist.

“Lily,” Mrs. Price said slowly, “Are your parents pressuring you to take more math classes?”

“No.” I folded my arms across my chest. Mrs. Price has incorrectly assigned two parents to me. This can lead to an error in the equation of my family.[i]

 1 Lily + 1 mother = the Sparrow family.

The Sparrow family ≠ 1 Lily + 1 mother + 1 father.[ii]

 “Lily, if you don’t want to take these extra math classes, you don’t have to. Your parents can’t make you.”

“I want to take Geometry.”

“Lily,” Mrs. Price paused dramatically. “Do you know that you can talk to me about anything?”

Is that supposed to make me open up to her? Mrs. Price has not equalized her equation. She assumes: one simple reminder of being able to talk to her = me sharing my deepest beliefs and ideas.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. “Mrs. Price, no one is pressuring me to take math classes. I just like math, that’s all.”

Mrs. Price frowned. “I had hoped you would agree with me, Lily, and change your mind about these classes, because I’m afraid I can’t allow you to jeopardize your academic career with difficult classes that will cause you extra stress. Besides, our school district frowns upon students taking more than one math course a year. I’m going to switch you from Geometry to Health and Careers, from Statistics to Tennis, and from Pre-Calculus to Legendary Literature. This will be a much less stressful class load for you.”

It was my turn to frown. Scowl, actually. “How exactly are Health and Careers, Tennis, and Legendary Literature going to help me in life?” I was especially disgusted with Legendary Literature. Tennis was at least active and I suppose Health and Careers could–at the very least–be informative.

“Lily, I’m sure you’ll enjoy these classes. Other students in this school have rated these electives as some of their favorites. Now, run on back to class.” She returned my schedule card, all marked up and practically math free.

Can I have a look at population and sample data used to arrive at this conclusion? Other students in this school do not want to be mathematics researchers. Other students in this school do not understand that mathematics is fundamental to all life. Other students in this school do not love math. I do.

Mrs. Price called cheerily, “Oh, I almost forgot. Happy birthday, Lily!”

Yeah, what a great start to my birthday. Resigned to my mathless fate, I walked back to class figuring out how many days were left until I graduated and escaped to college.

 4 years x the 180 days required by the state = 720 days – the ½ a morning I wasted arguing with Mrs. Price about the joy of mathematics = 719 ¾ days.[iii]

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 My mother is a famous writer (in this equation, famous = distracted). For some reason, that I have not been able to calculate, being a famous writer makes it difficult to focus on any one thing for extended periods of time, including daughters’ birthdays. Writing is not as exact as math.

To combat her distraction, I mark my birthday on every calendar in the house. It’s not so much that Mom forgets my birthday. It’s that she gets distracted while planning. This year, I took an additional precaution: I changed her screen saver to “LILY’S BIRTHDAY IS THURSDAY!!!!!”

So, having solved the problem of the distractedness, we are usually ready to proceed with normal birthday celebrations. I say usually because there are occasionally book signings or tours that cause further issues. This year, however, there were none of these kinds of complications.

That is not to say that there were no complications.

There was, in fact, a huge one.

I came home from school intending to go out to dinner with my mother. That is a normal, mathematical way to celebrate a birthday. I grabbed a handful of pretzels from a bowl on the counter and popped my head into Mom’s office to say hello. (Mom’s office = a cluttered, messy room full of unorganized paper scraps that contain notes about her stories.)

Mom smiled at me. “How was school?”

“Not enough math.” I munched a pretzel. “What time are we going out tonight?”

“Going out?” Mom’s voice was quieter, distracted. She was sinking back into her novel.

“For dinner? For my birthday?”

Eyes fixed on her computer screen, she answered, “No. Matt is bringing dinner.”

“Matt? Matt who?” I quickly ran a mental index of my mother’s friends, acquaintances, and contacts for a Matt.

Mom gasped, covered her mouth with her hand, and mumbled, “Oh! It was supposed to be a surprise! What am I—”

“Mom!” I grabbed her shoulders, crushing a pretzel in my palm. “Stop. Who is Matt? Explain logically.”

She nodded. “Okay. Let’s sit down.” She led the way to the living room, and sat beside me on the couch, patting me on the back. “The thing is, Lily, I don’t want to explain too much without your father. He—”

“Wait. What?” I interrupted. “My father?”

“Oh! Fiddlesticks! I did it again! Matt’s going to kill me. I do fine for fifteen years and blow it on the last day. Why am I—”

“Mom!”

“Right. Well,” she took a breath. “To begin, I should say that your father is not dead.”

“But, he is dead. You told me that he died–that the train he was on hit a cow.”[iv]

“No, Sweetie.” She patted my knee. “He’s not dead. He is alive and he’s coming to dinner.”

“I don’t understand. The train wrecked, the cow died, Dad died. You showed me the channel 6 news footage.”

Mom sighed. (Why is she sighing? Did she think that I would automatically understand? Did I miss the Lily, your dad is not dead memo?) “There was a train wreck, a cow did die. And it was on the news. But your father was not on the train.”

I took a deep breath and tried to sort out the emotions that started crowding my brain. Shock and disbelief—what she’s saying can’t be possible—can it? Joy and happiness, too—my dad’s alive!

But years of dealing with my mom have made me logical.  One of us has to stay focused, so I pushed all the emotions down and focused on gathering more data. “Okay. Where was he?”

“He wants to explain all this to you, and he should be the one to do it. Can we just leave it at: he’s not dead, and he’s coming to dinner tonight?”

“But why did you tell me he was dead?”

“It was safer for everyone if you thought that. But, Lily, your father can explain this a lot better than me.” She stood up. “Now, I need to work on getting the prince to fall in love with the princess, and you should probably get your homework done before dinner. I’m sure you’re going to have a lot to talk about with your dad.” She turned to go back to the office.

Are you kidding me? That’s the end of the conversation?

I followed Mom into her office.  “But you lied to me.”

She sank into her chair, sighing.  “Lily. There will be a lot of discussion about this tonight.  Please.  Let’s just wait until then.”  She added in a lower voice, “I wasn’t supposed to have to do this alone. It was so stupid of me to slip up.”

“So, we’re not going to talk about it now?”

“Lily! I have a deadline.  You have homework. Go do it!”

“Fine.” I slammed the door on my way out.

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 Mom was wrong to assume I had homework. It was the first day of school. We wasted most of the day with passing out textbooks and going over rules. I spent my “homework” time analyzing the events of the afternoon.[v] Specifically, I needed to place Mom’s shocking new variables into the equation of Lily’s Life.

 Lily = a 5 foot, normal, freshman girl, who has shoulder length blonde hair, green eyes, and a distracted mother.

 The new variables that now had to be put into my equation are A = my father is alive and B = my mother is a liar.

A and B are dependent upon one another. For instance, my mother is proved to be a liar (B), because my father is alive (A). My father’s being alive (A) was a secret because my mother is a liar (B).

How is that normal?

Statistically speaking, teenagers should have parents who create supportive environments for them to grow in during their difficult, formative years. This is the mathematically proven way of success.[vi]

How are a dead father, who is not dead, and a mother, who is a liar, supportive? What teenager sits around on her fifteenth birthday trying to think of questions to ask her mother about her used-to-be-dead father?

I was led to believe my father died in a bizarre train/cow accident two days before I was born. I always thought of it like this:

 After the accident = (Amtrak – 1 train) + (Lily – 1 father) + (Farmer Jones – 1 cow)

 But none of this matters now, since my father is not actually dead. How unfortunate there isn’t enough time in the Plan of Lily’s Life to have therapy discussing cows, liars, and fathers.

I dug around in the bottom of my closet looking for The Box my mother gave me for my fifth birthday. It contains everything I know about my father and once upon a time, I thought it was the best birthday present ever.[vii] When I was younger, I kept The Box beside my bed. I was very afraid of the dark as a child and having The Box next to me gave irrational comfort. (Mom leaving the hall light on helped, too.) But as I grew older and no longer needed The Boxbeside me to sleep, I put it away in my closet, getting it out less and less to look at the items and think about my father. And this past year, I hadn’t even looked at The Box since my last birthday.

I blew the dust off, slowly opening the lid to hear the creak of the hinges. I like that sound. The Box has a tarnished keyhole, but the key was lost before I ever had it. I ran my fingers over the lid, feeling the words carved on the smooth wooden surface:

Our Only Protector

HRHMS

When I asked my mother about the words on The Box, she said she didn’t know what they meant; Dad had never explained them to her. (She was probably lying.)

There are three items in The Box–three tangible, mathematical facts about my father. The first is a solid blue marble, the color of a tropical island lagoon or something else that is blue.[viii] My mother told me the marble was my dad’s. He was so good at marbles as a boy that marble playing at his school stopped, because no one could beat him.

I decided that I, too, would become skilled at marble playing. I got pretty good, but marbles was not a game children played at my school, so I mostly played by myself.[ix] (My mother would sometimes play with me, usually whenever she needed a break from her characters.) But I never played with the blue marble. In my elementary school mind, I reasoned that I would save the blue marble for the game I would one day play with my father. (At seven, mathematical facts, like the surety of death are not overly important.) I do, however, find considerable irony in the fact that, now (apparently), I can play that game with my dear old dad.

The second item in The Box is an antique brass doorknob my father used when he proposed to my mother. He said, “I am giving you the doorknob to my heart because you are the only one who can open it,” or something else equally sugary and romantic. Even though romance is too abstract to be mathematical, I always thought this was a tremendously clever way to say “I love you.” (Evidently, so did Mom.)

The third item in The Box is a letter from my father to me. It was written the day before he “died” or whatever the new story will be. (For all I know, my mother could have written the letter. She is, after all, a writer.) This is what he “wrote”:

Dear Future Sparrow Child:

I wanted to take a moment to write down what I am feeling at this moment. I am rather excited and pleased that in a few days (or maybe less!) I will officially be your Father! I wanted to let you know that you are coming into a wonderful family. Your mother will dream up wonderful stories to tell you, and I will help you explore this New World of yours. We are going to have a grand adventure together. I can’t wait to see you! I am counting the minutes until I can be

Your Father

Now that Mom has given me new data to consider, I’m not sure what to think about the letter anymore. Did he know he was leaving when he wrote it? How could he write such a letter of excitement and then leave? And for that matter, why did my mother say it was safer for everyone if I thought he was dead?Was he dangerous? I lean towards a “no” on this issue. (In my experience, which is limited, dangerous people do not propose with doorknobs.)

There are no pictures of my father in The Box or in the house for that matter. My mom does not like to answer questions about pictures. It makes her very defensive and bothered.[x] And I’ve given up looking for them in her closets or in the attic. There are just no pictures of my father.

I had been working on a theory that Mom burned all of them in some sort of grief cleansing after he died. But now he isn’t dead…. Could he be a spy? Or maybe he was a tortured, drug-addicted musician? Both of those theories would support Mom saying, “It was safer for everyone if you thought he was dead.”

I shook my head. Speculation is not mathematical and the trouble with looking for tangible facts about my father in The Box is that the equation The Box sets up is this:

 what I know about my father = M(1 blue marble + 1 doorknob +1 letter +1 old box)

M = what my mother says about my father

 We can reasonably conclude that the M is tainted (by my mother’s lies) and thereby taints the whole solution, but if you take M out, you’ll have no information at all. Multiplying by zero equals zero. Zero stories about my dad. Just a box.

And for the first time, looking through The Box had made me angry.  All of these things I “know” about my dead father were probably lies.  Just one of Mom’s stories made up to entertain her daughter.

I shoved the blue marble in my pocket. Then I put The Box away and checked the clock. Almost five. Five o’clock is always suppertime in the Sparrow home. I don’t know how this kind of a schedule works with a distracted mother, but somehow it does. She always has supper ready at five, no matter what the characters in her story world are doing.

I saw no signs of supper in the kitchen. Nothing. I looked in the office. Mom was still busy writing. What are the odds that on the day I find out my dad isn’t really dead, my mom also forgets to cook supper?

I wanted to ask my mother about supper, but I didn’t want to ask about my father specifically, because that would be weird, and I didn’t want to lash out at her.  (Cool, rational thinking wins the day.) I didn’t want to say, for instance, “Hey Mom, you may have lied to me for fifteen years, but don’t you need to be cooking something? It isn’t everyday Dad comes over for dinner.” so I said instead:

“What are we having for dinner tonight?”

Mom continued writing for a moment, then realized I had spoken, “I don’t know, whatever your dad brings home.”

I stood shocked for a moment. Let me see if I have my facts straight: a man I have never met, a man who has been “dead” my whole life, is bringing home my special birthday dinner. HE is bringing it HOME? To our home? We have a leaky faucet that has lived here longer than he has. This is not his home. Home implies permanency.

Mom looked at me. “Why are you staring like that, Lily?”

“What do you mean ‘he’s bringing dinner home’?”

“Try to understand, Lily.” Mom patted my arm and spoke slowly as if she were talking to a three-year-old or a crazy person. “Your dad is coming home for your birthday, and he is bringing dinner with him.”

I stared at her. “You mean he’s coming over for dinner, right? He can’t be coming home, because he doesn’t live here.”

“Lily, he’ll be here in less than five minutes. Do we really have to discuss whether he’s “coming over” or “coming home,” at this exact moment?” She started stacking her notes in different piles, a sign that writing was done for the day.

“Yes.” I folded my arms. “You don’t get to just lie to me and then say a stranger is coming home and then try to neatly stack me up like one of your writing notes!”

“Lily.” Mom’s voice was stern. “We are not doing this now. If you need to go back upstairs to calm down—fine. But I don’t want your father coming home to us screaming at each other.”

I could tell I was on the verge of becoming irrational so I stomped upstairs to brush my teeth.[xi] (I tend to brush my teeth when I get annoyed.) What does she mean, coming home?

On the landing, I stepped over the mini-vac Mom had left (through her distraction) plugged in. Most likely, this morning, when she was supposed to be vacuuming the stairs, inspiration seized her and she abandoned cleaning for writing.

I stomped into the bathroom, annoyed with my adult role model. How am I supposed to grow up in this abnormal environment?

Just as I finished angrily squeezing toothpaste onto my toothbrush, the shower curtain was pushed back by a fully clothed man standing in the bathtub.

“Lily!” he said. “Happy birthday!”

the author

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Kristee Ravan lives in Oklahoma with her husband, daughter, and pet fish, Val (short for Valentine). She wanted to be many things as she grew up including a general, an artist, and an architect. But she never bothered to say, “I want to be a writer when I grow up.” She was always writing stories and thought of herself as a writer anyway. She sent her first story to a publisher in the sixth grade. (It was rejected – in a nice way.) When she is not making up stories in her head, she enjoys reading, juggling, green smoothies, playing dollhouse with her daughter, and hearing from her fans.

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Princess of Tyrone, from Katie Hamstead (The Fairytale Galaxy Chronicles #1)

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Hi, there! You are indeed seeing another review up on the blog, this is not a training, haha! This is my stop for YA Bound Book Tours blog tour for Princess of Tyrone, the first book in The Fairytale Galaxy Chronicles, from Katie Hamstead! 😀

I’ve received my copy from YA Bound Book Tours in exchange for an honest review – thank you again! The moment is here 😀

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The Story

Apolline is the kind of girl that you wouldn’t call feminine. Raised by her three fairy aunts on a very small and far away planet, Apolline knows her way around hunting, self-defense and cursing just like the galactic pirates that often stop by the planet for trading. She knows that she’ll have to marry some guy when she reaches her 21th birthday, but she tries to not give it too much thought. It’s not like her aunts would tell her anything anyway.

Allard is the kind of prince that is perfect for his place in the world. Well-mannered, dutiful, highly educated and handsome, Allard has been prepared all his life to rule when the time comes. He knows he’ll have to marry princess Elpida when she reaches her 21th birthday, but tries to not give it too much thought. It’s not like he can break the arrangement.

Allard and Apolline had never questioned their fates until meeting each other. Apolline had never met a man like Allard, so clean, schooled and handsome, and Allard had never known a girl that didn’t faint on his presence – or didn’t know at all that he was that Prince Allard.

They know that their days are counted, as both are betrothed to other people, but how can they simply walk back into their old lives after what they experienced with each other?

Can they walk away and fulfill their fates or will their passion end their worlds forever?

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The Analysis

Just remembering that those were my impressions and opinion as a reader 🙂

I make no secret that Sleeping Beauty is my current favorite princess (come on, her life is too #goals, haha!), so I knew I’d like reading Princess of Tyrone. I just didn’t expect to fall madly in love with it and it was great! I loved the world building, the writing, the switching narrators and styles, how Katie rebuilt Sleeping Beauty’s world and tangled it up with a ton of other fairy tales! It’s just too good to be true ❤ I honestly loved everything on this book, I can’t say a thing! FIVE BEAUTIFUL STARS!

The narrative style switched between first person from Apolline’s point of view and third person from the POVS of Allard and Bryanna. It worked so wonderfully, omg! I already had loved this technique in Slumber [review here and also a Sleeping Beauty retelling that you should totally check out!], so it was nice to see it in good use again!

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The plot was simple and, as anyone that knows Sleeping Beauty’s story, I already knew how things would end. The catch here is how Hamstead managed to entwine other fairy tales on the story, like Cinderella, Snow White, Hansel and Gretel and Rapunzel. I loved this tying up to the core and thought that this added the mystery that the reader needs to keep going through the book. Once again, it wasn’t about finding out what happens, but how it happens. If you don’t like predictable stories in general, this book may disappoint you, just as any other fairy tale retelling.

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The characters were easily the strongest point in this book, along with the technical stuff. Apolline is another strong female main character, THANK GOD, and Allard is perfect on his imperfection. He is a prince for good and bad and Apolline compensates that, haha! I loved everyone in the book, included evil sorceress Bryanna. It was so good to hate her, haha!

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Allard and his best friend whom I imagine several hot gay scenes with during the reading as I’m a sick person Beau White were the perfect double and both made it to My Bookish Boyfriends list! I know, two at once. I really need to start that new religion now, haha! Bookish girls all over the world will support me, I’m sure lol (If you’re new here and don’t know what the hell I’m talking about, please check this post. Laughter is a given, haha!)

Ahem, back to business. This is my third Sleeping Beauty retelling that I can recall and, by far, my favorite. I can’t wait to read the next volumes on The Fairytale Galaxy Chronicles and see just who Beau and Nathaniel, his younger brother, shall marry! Even though I’d love for Beau to fall in love with another man. *sigh*

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Sorry, I can’t seem to hold myself these days. More yaoi reading may be in order…

Overall, if you love Sleeping Beauty, kick ass females, swoon worthy boys, beautiful writing, futuristic and high-tech worlds and fairy tales, Princess of Tyrone is your book 😀

5star

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Thanks so much for reading! Bellow you can find Princess of Tyrone purchase links, more info about the author and a giveaway!

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ABOUT THE BRILLIANT MIND ALSO KNOW AS KATIE HAMSTEAD

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Born and raised in Australia, Katie’s early years of day dreaming in the “bush”, and having her father tell her wild bedtime stories, inspired her passion for writing.

After graduating High School, she became a foreign exchange student where she met a young man who several years later she married. Now she lives in Arizona with her husband, daughter and their dog.

She has a diploma in travel and tourism which helps inspire her writing.

When her debut novel, Kiya: Hope of the Pharaoh, climbed into bestselling status, she believed she was onto something, and now has a slew of novels now available, and is published through Curiosity Quills Press, Soul Mate Publishing, and REUTS Publishing.

Katie loves to out sing her friends and family, play sports, and be a good wife and mother. She now works as an Acquisitions Editor to help support her family. She loves to write, and takes the few spare moments in her day to work on her novels.

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BOOK BLITZ: The Glass Coffin, by Kelly Martin (A Shattered Fairy Tale #3)

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Hi, there! Welcome to the other bookish news post, haha! This one, courtesy of Love Affair With Fiction, is a book blitz to celebrate The Glass Goffin‘s release! It’s the third book in the A Shattered Fairy Tale series, from Kelly Martin! ❤

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The Glass Coffin
Kelly Martin
A Shattered Fairy Tale #3
Genre: Regency, Romance, Fairy Tale
Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing

Synopsis

Gertrude “Trudy” Dodsworth wants nothing more than to be with the love of her life, William Haddington, Earl of Waverly. Her father, the evil “sin collector” Frederick Dodsworth, forbids the union and sends Trudy and her mother far away to a town called Everdale. While there, Trudy catches the eye of the roguishly handsome and very controlling, Lawson Stockwell–also an earl. He asks for her hand in marriage. Trudy reluctantly agrees for the sake of her mother who has fallen suddenly ill.

William Haddington has hit a new low. Once thought of as a virtuous man, William has fallen from grace. Laden heavy with guilt, he trudges through life carrying the burden that is his to bear. He set the fire that disfigured Nicholas Wellington, The Beast of Ravenston. William goes to Everdale to start over, become himself again, try to move on, but when he sees the love of his life, Trudy, arm in arm with another man, he falls back into the bottle.

When the “gifts” begin appearing on his doorstep, William has no doubt they are from Lord Ravenston, who is known to get revenge on those who hurt him.

With time running out and his love for Trudy tearing him apart, William must decide if he will give into his feelings for her or force her to hate him forever.

Because The Beast is coming to Everdale.

And he’s coming to make William suffer.

Based on Sleeping Beauty.

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I recently read a lovely Sleeping Beauty inspired book [Slumber, review here!], so I had to check this one out too, haha! I don’t know if I ever commented it in here, but Aurora is one of my favorite princesses ever. I mean, her life is so goals. You have tons of problems and all you have to do to solve your life out IS TO TAKE A NAP!

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Anyway, you can already find The Glass Coffin on our usual book buying places 🙂

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And yes, we have an excerpt! ❤

Excerpt

Only stalkers and men of ill-repute watched women from behind street corners and lampposts and carriages. William felt like both, but he could not keep her out of his sight.

He’d only just arrived in Everdale an hour before, and, to his surprise, he saw her immediately, Trudy, not fifteen paces away. He should have talked to her. Instead, he’d hidden.

William was a coward. He felt like a coward. He did cowardly things out of fear. Fear, his biggest weakness.

Fear made men do strange and peculiar things.

Fear made men travel hundreds of miles away from home to stay alive. Fear made men drink more than they should to forget the past — though William hadn’t drank in over five days, since he’d first left Darenset. And he felt it too. Every bit of him begged for a drink, only one, to take the edge off. Only one to chase the nightmares away.

Without the alcohol, William dreamed. In his dreams, he remembered everything. The fire. Lord Ravenston’s face. Losing Trudy. Blackmail by Mr. Dodsworth — a man even more evil than himself. Mr. Dodsworth was a ‘sin collector’, a man who collected the misdeeds of both the titled and commoners and used them against anyone he wished when the time suited him. Though William knew he shouldn’t judge. He had no way of being saved. What he’d done… He would never be forgiven. He didn’t deserve it.

He hadn’t meant to set the fire. No, that was a lie. He’d meant exactly to set the fire. Revenge and all. He’d just never meant for anyone to get hurt.

The fact that someone had, Nicholas Wellington — the Beast — well, it was fitting. William knew he’d never be forgiven. Not for the fire or what he’d done to his best friend, Vaughan, Earl of Brighton.

But, even with all that, even with the fact that he knew he’d spend his eternity in hell, William made the conscious decision to not drink — to try, try, to do good. He might never, in his mind, make it to the Pearly Gates, but he would do his damnedest to never hurt another living soul.

He never should have chosen Everdale; he knew that now. Not after he saw her. He should have hopped right back on the first carriage out of town and headed… somewhere. Anywhere. This was supposed to be a place to start over, refresh, and move on.

How could he move on with her beautiful face taunting him?

So, he crouched behind carriages and behind corners, watching, waiting, and gawking.

The first time his gaze had slid passed her, he hadn’t recognized her.

Gertrude — Trudy — Dodsworth had become more of a lady since that fateful night six months ago. Her long red hair that had always lain in unruly curls, the tresses he wanted so much to run his fingers through, to pull her toward him and take her lips on his, was piled atop her head like all the proper ladies. William understood pomp and circumstance. He understood the ways of the world, more than most. However, he missed seeing those wild locks. The girl who, though wealthy and well-brought-up, always had a wildness about her. But not around her father. No, she was too smart for that. Frederick Dodsworth would have scared the devil. He sure as hell scared William.

Around her father, Trudy was the perfect lady. Around William, it was completely different.

In Darenset, their encounters had come about unintentionally at first. They’d run into each other, literally, as he rounded a street corner on the way to Vaughan’s residence, and she’d come bounding around the other direction. She’d ended up on her bottom. William had wound up red-faced and apologetic.

Then, the most wonderful thing had happened.

She’d laughed.

A proper young lady, laughed at him — not at him. Not like he’d done something wrong, but a light-hearted chuckle. People around them had stopped and stared, but the girl hadn’t seemed to mind. She’d taken William’s extended hand, and he’d pulled her upright.

He’d found out later that she’d escaped her chaperone because she’d only wanted a few minutes to herself. Her father wouldn’t allow it. Trudy had always assumed he’d been afraid someone would hurt her. William figured it was because he had to control every single situation. Even his daughter.

Especially his daughter.

Time went on, and they continued to run into each other. William found that he looked forward to those meetings most in the world. Not the ones with the important folks that he had to attend. No, he daydreamed about Trudy, about pulling her into his arms, about things he knew he should not even consider.

Then came her ball, her coming-out party. And William had never felt more alive… and more scared. He’d known it meant that she’d start courting. Other men would be able to meet her, unless he asked her father for her hand. William had a title, a good title, anybody — well, most people — would love their daughter to marry above her station.

Not Mr. Dodsworth.

The answer had sullied William’s spirit, and he’d done something he never in his life imagined he’d do; he had set a blaze to Dodsworth’s textile factory.

He’d stood there and watched it burn.

Then he’d heard the screams.

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I need this book, haha! And I thought that you might enjoy meeting the other previous two books in the series 😀

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And sorry, but I really love the pretty book quotes and promos with beautiful pictures ❤

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Anyway, fetiches aside, bellow you can read more about the author, Kelly Martin!

Author Bio

Kelly MartinKelly Martin writes paranormal, contemporary, historical, and YA fiction. She has been married for over ten years and has three rowdy, angelic daughters. When she’s not writing, she loves taking picture of abandoned houses, watching horror gamers on YouTube– even though she’s a huge wimp– and drinking decaf white chocolate mochas. She’s a total fangirl, loves the 80s and 90s, and has a sad addiction to paranormal TV shows. {Basically, she likes creepy stuff.} Her favorite characters are the very flawed ‘good guys’–and ‘bad guys’ who don’t know they are evil. She loves giving her readers books with unexpected twists and turns, but (here’s a hint) most of her books have the ending spelled out in the first chapter. See if you can figure it out.

If you ever have a question or comment, feel free to email her at kellymartin215 @ yahoo . com ♥ You can follow her writing adventure at http://www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com

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Slumber, from Christy Sloat (The Slumber Duology, #1)

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Hi, there! Hope you had a lovely Sunday ❤ I come back to you with another book review 😀 Today I finished Slumber, the first book in The Slumber Duology, from Christy Sloat! I received my copy from YA Bound Book Tours in exchange for an honest review. Thanks for the chance and let’s go 😀

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The Story

It’s been a year since Rory arrived to Spindle Ridge Asylum. It’s been a year since everyone on that awful place tried to convince her that she was a murderer. That she had stabbed her ex-boyfriend Phillip twenty times.

The thing is Rory couldn’t see herself stabbing anyone once, imagine twenty times.

There were also Rory’s dream. She always would dream of the same scene: a huge party for a baby girl being crashed by an evil witch.

The little control Rory had over her reality completely vanishes when a new doctor and a new patient arrive, pledging they would help her remembering who she was and why she’s trapped on Spindle Ridge Asylum. And as much as Rory wants to believe the kind female doctor and the funny and charming male patient, she’s scared. What if they were just playing tricks with her?

What if they came there to break Rory for once and all?

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The Analysis

Just remembering that those were my impressions and opinion as a reader 🙂

As you probably have guessed, this is a Sleeping Beauty retelling and a good one at that. Rory was pretty decent as a protagonist and I liked how Sloat rebuilt Sleeping Beauty’s world and story. I already mentioned once or twice that Aurora is one of my favorite Disney princesses, so I was jumping in excitement to read this and it didn’t disappoint. Also, I really loved Sloat’s narrative choices, that switched from Rory to Maleficent to Swayer during the book. The only thing that really bothered me was the final battle scene, that sounded rushed, messy and not epic at all. All things considered, it’s a four stars book 🙂

The narrative style was really peculiar and really pleased me, as it brought the best of both worlds: Rory’s point of view was first person styled as Maleficent’s and Swayer’s were third person styled. Besides filling in a lot of blank spaces during the plot, this choice also made it easier for the reader to not mix up who was narrating ❤

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The plot was complex and ingenious. As you start reading it already knowing that it is a Sleeping Beauty retelling, some things are pretty obvious since the beginning, but Sloat compensates her reader by building deep and delicious mysteries with the little unknown that she has and manages to surprise you out. Even at the end, I found myself gasping at one of her twists. I take my hat off for her, this girl is on fire.

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Sorry, it’s been a long day. Moving on.

The characters didn’t amuse me as much as I’d like them to. I loved how Swayer was a breath of fresh air for Rory in that awful asylum and how he was easy going and funny despite everything. Unfortunately I wasn’t so carried away and he didn’t make it to My Bookish Boyfriends list. More luck on the next book, pal!

Rory was a decent enough protagonist. Not over power, not over stupid. You feel that she really wants to believe those strangers that are trying to save her, but at the same time, you feel her fear of being deceived and just end up suffering more. It’s so realistic that my heart clenched for her 😦

I generally liked these book characters, with the exception of Phillip and Aurora’s father, King Stephen. Both were jerks, haha! I mean, they were so well constructed that I hated them. Did I made any sense here? I’m sleepy. #ironiesoflife

As I commented, the only thing in this book that simply didn’t work for me was the battle/final confrontation scene, when Maleficent is discovered. I can’t say more doing spoilers, but I can say that the moment was fleeting and that there was no emotion on it at all 😦 Everything pointed to a big moment for the book, but it ended up being confusing.

Now, let’s take a moment to appreciate this wonderful cover.

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Overall, if you like fairy tale retellings, mystery, good writing and cliffhangers, you have to put Slumber on your list!

4star

That’s it, thank you for reading! And thanks to YA Bound Book Tours for the chance of reviewing this jewel ❤

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