Genre:  Christian, Fiction, Historical, Young Adult
Publisher: LPC
Publication date: February 1, 2017
After her carelessness lands her boyfriend in the hands of a Nazi officer, seventeen-year-old Liddy questions her worthiness for God’s love. But, inspired by Bonhoeffer and Kolbe, she confronts evil, putting her own faith on the line in hopes of redeeming the officer and saving the family bakery.

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In his debut Christian novel, Doug Cornelius hopes to inspire young adults to reflect on God’s unconditional love while re-living history’s experiences confronting evil. A Twin Cities, Minnesota native, retired from careers at Target, Amex, and 3M, he enjoys spending time with his wife, two children, three amazing grandchildren, complacent old dog, and frolicsome new cat, Selah.

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The Baker’s Daughter by D.P. Cornelius is a powerful and inspiring read about the life of those during WWII.  Cornelius brings to life the day to day activities and life of a family and those around them and of the challenges and struggles, as well as hopes that they all have.  This story is about how people are human and how they may or may not be who and what we think they are.  Topics of spies, betrayal, and Hitler Youth are discussed in this story.  It is also about involving God in our lives.  This is a beautifully written historical novel that that teens and adults alike will enjoy.
 
Genre: historical, romance, abandoned
Publisher: LPC
Publication date: February 1, 2017
Number of pages: 216

A review copy of this book was gifted through Amazon by the author via SLB Tours.  A review was not required and all views and opinions expressed are my own.

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Thomas Fawkes is turning to stone, and the only cure to the Stone Plague is to join his father’s plot to assassinate the king of England.
Silent wars leave the most carnage. The wars that are never declared, but are carried out in dark alleys with masks and hidden knives. Wars where color power alters the natural rhythm of 17th century London. And when the king calls for peace, no one listens until he finally calls for death.

But what if death finds him first?

Keepers think the Igniters caused the plague. Igniters think the Keepers did it. But all Thomas knows is that the Stone Plague infecting his eye is spreading. And if he doesn’t do something soon, he’ll be a lifeless statue. So when his Keeper father, Guy Fawkes, invites him to join the Gunpowder Plot—claiming it will put an end to the plague—Thomas is in.

The plan: use 36 barrels of gunpowder to blow up the Igniter King James.
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The problem: Doing so will destroy the family of the girl Thomas loves. But backing out of the plot will send his father and the other plotters to the gallows. To save one, Thomas will lose the other.
No matter Thomas’s choice, one thing is clear: once the decision is made and the color masks have been put on, there’s no turning back.

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NADINE BRANDES once spent four days as a sea cook in the name of book research. She is the author of the award-winning Out of Time Series and her inner fangirl perks up at the mention of soul-talk, Quidditch, bookstagram, and Oreos. When she’s not busy writing novels about bold living, she’s adventuring through Middle Earth or taste-testing a new chai. She and her Auror husband are building a Tiny House on wheels. Current mission: paint the world in shalom.

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THIS. COVER.

Isn't this cover fabulous!  The colors.  And that mask!!!
Totally makes me want to pick it up now!!

Genre:  Fiction, Romance, Sci-Fi, New Adult
Publisher: Scarlet Note Publishing, LLC
Publication date: January 19, 2017
Though she worried it might never happen, Elissa Blue has finally gotten her wings. Now she has a short window of time to migrate to the Mating Mountain, find a husband, and get back down the impassable cliffs before she loses her ability to fly forever. If she doesn’t succeed, she’ll be stranded as a servant in the Old Castle for the rest of her life. And if she doesn’t choose her man wisely, she might be just as miserable.

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T.K. Perry lives with her husband and daughter in a lovely Oregon forest filled with wildlife (there is probably a house, too, but that’s less picturesque). When she isn’t writing or watching said wildlife, she enjoys making jewelry, pretending to be a photographer, and trying to save the world (a frustrating task since she lacks both superpowers and a costume).
T.K. has a B.A. in International Relations from Brigham Young University, an M.A. in International Politics from the University of Denver Graduate School of International Studies, and a J.D. from the University of Denver College of Law. Law is her profession, but writing is a favorite hobby. This is her first published book.

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1. Favorite recipe: 
Guacasalsa
½ onion (white or yellow)
1 clove garlic
½ cup cilantro
6 large tomatillos
1 serrano pepper
1 avocado
1 tsp salt
Add all the ingredients to a blender and mix until smooth.
2. Favorite author(s): Robison Wells, Janette Rallison, Thomas Hardy, and Wilkie Collins
3. Favorite vacation spot: Whistler, BC
4. Favorite T.V. series: So You Think You Can Dance 
5. Favorite dessert: Rhubarb pie
6. Favorite season: Spring
7. Favorite holiday: Christmas
8. Favorite restaurant: Apple Valley BBQ
9. Favorite food: dark chocolate 
10.  Favorite song: Birdhouse in Your Soul by They Might Be Giants

​“What? Is there an angry bear behind me?” Elissa’s smirk faded as she shot a quick glance behind her, then whipped back to her twin. “Why are you making that face? Cari, you’re starting to scare me.”
Cari’s freckled skin was suddenly pasty, her pale blue eyes wide with alarm. “It’s…” her words ended in a stifled shriek, and she fell forward smashing a half-eaten sandwich. “My back!” Cari clutched at the well-worn wool of the picnic blanket, panting.
Elissa leapt over the empty basket and knelt behind her sister, flicking Cari’s long auburn braid out of the way as she yanked up the back of her sister’s shirt. The taut skin pulsed with a mottled, purple hue. As Elissa watched in fascination, the skin broke open in an eight-inch, vertical slit over Cari’s left shoulder blade, oozing a clear fluid as something dark burst from the opening.
“It’s your left wings!” Elissa cheered, her dark blue eyes bright with excitement.
“I only have one set?!”
“It’ll come…” Elissa assured her, impatiently tucking her wild copper curls behind her ears as she watched the wadded, dewy tissue continue to extend, slowly differentiating into an overlapping fore and hindwing.
“What color?” Cari called out between gasps and grunts. As she spoke, her right wing set burst through her skin. “Owww! Was that the other set?”
“You have two! Well, four wings, two wing sets,” she corrected giddily. “And they’re gray!”
Cari twisted her head around to peer at her newest anatomy. “They look so wrinkled and gross.” Breathing heavily, Cari slowly pulled up to her knees, craning to look first over one shoulder and then the other.
“Of course they do; they’ve just been born!” Elissa laughed at her sister’s uncharacteristic impatience.
“Wow, that hurt.” Gingerly, Cari touched the eighteen inches of wet, charcoal swaddling that was her left wing set. At her touch, it slowly stretched, dramatically increasing in length as the delicate panels separated and unfurled.
“Does it hurt now?” Elissa’s hesitant hand hung in the air just behind Cari’s right hindwing.
“Not really…kind of like cramped muscles…I need to stretch.” Cari dropped back to all fours, then clenched her jaw with effort as her second wing set extended out. Elissa shuffled back awkwardly on her knees, staining her pant legs the bright green of the spring grass.
“You moved it!” Elissa exclaimed with a startled grin.
“Of course I did.” Cari pressed her wings closed and then open several times, the gray panels becoming less wrinkled and wet by the moment. Only now did she look down and realize her shirt was bunched up on her chest, her navel bare. “Oh,” she said, blushing.
“No more pupa shirts for you,” Elissa grinned. “Guess we’re going shopping.”
“Just help me tear some holes in this one.” Cari slipped her shirt off and stared at the soaked back. Only then did she become aware that the back of her pants were wet, too. “Uh…let’s keep to the trees on the way home.” Her blush deepened, her cheeks nearly matching the deep red of her hair.
“It’s no big deal; remember we saw Cisa leaving school after her wing birth. Everybody has seen it before,” Elissa soothed.
“And no one has stopped talking about it since!”
“True.” Elissa let her curls fall around her face to hide her smile, and quickly tossed the remaining food into the basket.
Frowning, Cari ripped out the back of her shirt, leaving only the collar intact, then slipped it back on. “A little chilly, but at least it’s dry.”
“And very revealing!” Elissa teased as she shook out their blanket and handed it to her sister.
“Hush!” Cari chided, carefully wrapping the blanket under her wings and around her waist. “Does it look weird?” Cari spun around to display her makeshift skirt, but lost her balance as her wings caught the air. She wobbled, dropped the blanket, and steadied herself with outstretched arms and twitching wings. “Let’s take the forest route home.”
Elissa hid her grin by stooping to retrieve the basket and discarded blanket. “Forest route it is.”
They started home, gingerly picking their way along the muddy path with tree roots that rippled the ground like bulging veins. Cari twitched her wings in an irregular pattern as they walked, her body tensed with the effort of moving them.
“They’re really quite pretty.” Elissa blurted into the silence. “The back sides are turning all vivid blue next to the dark gray. Did you see it?”
Cari nodded as she craned her neck to look again. “I need a mirror,” she mumbled.
The path was changing now as the forest thinned. Roots gave way to rocks on the steeper ground, and both girls had to watch their feet instead of the new wings. When the path leveled again, Cari resumed the slow opening and closing of her wings.
“How long do you think before you can fly?”
“I don’t know.” Cari stopped so abruptly that Elissa nearly smacked her wings with the swinging basket. Oblivious to the near miss, Cari yanked her braid out of the way and began to flutter her wings in earnest. After several minutes, her hiking boots were still firmly on the ground, and Cari’s forehead and upper lip were damp with perspiration. “Not yet,” she said, shrugging.
“Luckily, you still have legs,” Elissa teased, squinting into a patch of afternoon sunshine that beamed through the tall trees.
Cari tried to shoot her a glare over her shoulder, but her wings were in the way. Distracted into a smile, she resumed down the path.
The girls fell into a reflective silence, each caught up in her own thoughts as they worked their way through the edge of the forest. A tawny squirrel scolded their exit just as a chilly breeze bit through the remaining trees. Their path opened up into a flowering field, and Elissa walked alongside her sister now, allowing space for Cari’s constant fluttering.
“Everything will be different now,” Elissa complained, pulling absently at her bottom lip.
“You’ll get your wings soon.”
Elissa frowned, discarding several irritable replies. “I’ll miss you.”
“I know. I’ll miss you, too.”
“When will you leave?” Elissa asked, kicking a rock out of their path.
“Well, I’ve got to get some winged clothes first, obviously,” Cari said, self-consciously touching her bare back. “But after that, as soon as I can fly, I’m off to the Old Castle.”
Elissa smirked. “Why not just call it the Mating Mountain? Everybody does.”
Cari’s thin lips pulled into a slight frown. “It’s vulgar.”
“It’s accurate,” Elissa laughed.
Cari shook her head, her wings drawing back as her shoulders tensed.
Elissa sighed, narrowly resisting an eye roll. “When are we shopping?” She pasted on a cheerful smile.
Cari took a deep breath, her wings flaring out as she relaxed. “Once we get home, I’ll need about ten minutes to get cleaned up and borrow one of Mom’s tops.”
Elissa let out a surprised laugh. “Since when are you eager to shop?”
A soft smile crept across Cari’s face as a splotchy blush lit her freckled cheeks.
“Ah, the hormones have got you now.”
Cari gave her sister a soft shove.
“Hmm…violence instead of a denial; very hormonal,” Elissa noted, dancing out of her sister’s reach as she tried to shove her again.

Author T.K. Perry brings to life a world of romance and winged people (human-butterfly hybrids) in her novel Elissa Blue.  This story is filled with a grand adventure and fun characters.  It’s about learning about oneself and migrating to Mating Mountain to navigate the tricky period of searching for a mate; a one true love.  Strong themes in the story are friendship and love.  Although there are some sensitive topics of infidelity, hormones, mating, etc., the author deals with these topics delicately.  Perry’s has a unique way of writing that readers of fantasy romance will enjoy.
 
Series: The Winged
Genre: young adult, new adult, fantasy, romance
Publisher: Scarlet Note Publishing
Publication date: January 19, 2017
Number of pages: 707
 
A print review copy of this book was provided by the author via SLB Tours, as well as an e-copy purchased.  A review was not required and all views and opinions expressed are my own.

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