Review – Iain Rob Wright – Ravage

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“First people got sick. Then they got really sick.”

” Still it’s probably nothing to worry about. People get sick all the time.”

If you don’t know already the suspected terrorist attack on the cruise liner, Spirit of Kirkpatrick, is from the book by the same author, Seasick. It is not necessary to the book to read Seasick first, but it’s a nice little fact, I think. Jan’s son Damien is a character in Final Storm. I love how Iain Rob Wright uses connections like this.

Nick Adams is our lead. Unsatisfied in his phone shop managerial job he seems to nevertheless be a nice guy. Going home to his wife and son he does seem worried as they’re both becoming ill with what is presumed to be a particularly virulent flu bug. Accidentally killing his rabid son he is unable to reach emergency services and then has to combat his rabid wife.
Things are not going well for Nick.

There is a nice and realistic feeling to Nick. He seems exactly like a normal bloke and you go along with him as he struggles to cope with and understand the devastation happening around him.
We meet Eve and Dave and Pauline as well as the other passengers on the bus that Dave drives. We see their first deliberate violence against the infected and the confusion and effect it has on them.
We hear Nick make the old horror movie mistake. “I think we’re through the worst of it. This day can’t get any worse.”
Never, ever mention those words. Things can and do ALWAYS get worse.

“I think crazy got invited to the party today.”

Introducing Annaliese in part two and allowing us to follow another characters point of view and experience of the virus is refreshing and appreciated. We watch as she finishes a gruelling shift as a zoo vet and how she first comes into contact with the infected.

“The sudden fright sent shockwaves of adrenaline through her veins.”

“Like a starving animal, he sunk his teeth into her windpipe, cutting dead her screams and reducing them to a pained gargle.”

‘Annaliese shook her head. “This wasn’t your fault.”
“No,” he said, thrusting the bloody meat tenderiser in her face. “You’re right. It’s your fault.”

We’ve seen Nick risk himself to save the other members of his little group of survivors and bore witness to Dave attempting to be the group leader. We now see this with Annaliese as Shawcross attempts leadership and Anna is willing to risk her life so her small group of survivors have a chance to escape to safety.
I like that the settings are real. Nick ‘s house, the road, a bus, a hotel, a small animal park/zoo. Real places were you may attempt to remain safe and hidden during the whole end of the world zombie apocalypse thing.
I love that Annaliese’s character is flawed. She’s not a perfect hero. She has suffered in her life and she turned to drink to cope.
The scenes that involve her and Lily the orangutan are written so well. Seeing Lily loose her family too was heartbreaking in a way that only a skilled writer could make you feel.

“If we leave them down there to die, then we become the monsters.”

Part three reverts back to Nick ‘s view point. It shows the two groups of survived coming together.
I feel I need to point out that although this is a zombie horror, the zombies themselves are secondary to the trials of coping with the unexpectedness of the end of human life as we know it. It feels like so much more than a standard novel about zombies, Iain enthralls you with the dynamics of people and the complexities of the intermingling of people who would not normally mix.

“Their hands touched. Lily’s rough fingertips slid over the cold flesh on the back of Nick’s hand. She let out a soft hoot.”

The add of Lily brings a much deeper sympathy. You see people connect with her in so many ways and each is touching. I love the description in these scenes that capture you with a little bit of wonder in the otherwise bleak world of survival.

“You can’t stay here for long Lily. I’m sick, eventually I’ll get dangerous. But I think you understand that. For now though I’m glad you’re here. I hope you make it out of this mess better than me.”

Watch as power threatens to corrupt in even these dangerous times. See how the group divides and who makes it out.

Don’t stop after the epilogue. Read through Path of Infection Seasick to find out how Nick ends up in line after the boat explosion. This novel can stand alone but as I mentioned earlier Seasick explains what came first, and is set on the boat Spirit of Kirkpatrick, the one that exploded on the Mediterranean. Then the story continues in Savage.
 

Review – The noodle kitten art series – Ryoko San.

(Using the title pages copied from Amazon.)

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Review – The noodle kitten art series – Ryoko San.
This is an easy book to review. Inside is Ryoko’s version of famous paintings starring cats as the main focus. On the second page of each drawing he gives artist name and painting title of which he was inspired along with a little info on that painting.
Cute, colourful and a little informative.

Nina Mason – The Duke’s Bedevilled Bride – Reveiw

Firstly I must inform that the only reason I have awarded a four and not five star is personal preferences. I’m new to the more erotic temperance of romance but if anyone could tempt someone to this genre it would be Nina Mason!!!!! She weaves an intricate tale that flows brilliantly and combines romance, erotica and a strong sense of fact.

Before any reveiw can even be contempated I must again tell you how much I appreciate the work that Nina puts in to her research. This is displayed not just in this book but in them all and each time I read work by her I am again overjoyed with the factual aspects.

Before any reveiw can even be contempated I must again tell you how much I appreciate the work that Nina puts in to her research. This is displayed not just in this book but in them all and each time I read work by her I am again overjoyed with the factual aspects.

With a beginning that introduces you to the varying heights of passion and life for Maggie and Robert you know instantly the tempo of the book. Within the first chapter alone you see passion, bravery, fear and love all combined in a spellbinding tapestry that points out the writers skill and the development of characters you already had the joy of falling in love with and are now further committed to.
Nina places importance not just on the well researched erotic practices but also describes to us the differences between the glitz of London society as opposed to the quiet of country living.
Speaking of the erotic passages, they are well thought out, well researched and fit fluidly into the tale woven.
With the introduction of Robert’s brother Hugh and his french bride we meet two moree characters who are explored in details which Nina is happily known for.
By the halfway point of the book your distaste towards the actions of the supposed ‘good’ brother, Hugh will leave you in disgust and yet I cannot help but be enthralled by the way the characters are so well thought out and portrayed.
The whole book focuses on a firm mixture of sex and punishment woven around the intricate love of both Maggie and Robert. The tale of the love between the newly weds is refreshing. Far from the ‘happy ever after’ this love portrays the realism of a real relationship, counting in arguments and distrust as well as the lighter feelings.
I’ll not spoil this story with details but allow me to tell you that the ending battles and further concerns for the couple leave you in a state of spellbinding anticipation for the next installment.

My overall opinion? Yes there is sex but seeing as how it is an erotic romance there was obviously going to be some. It is handled superbly with strong work having been placed in keeping it enjoyable to read and factually correct and informative. There is nothing offensive.
This installment also contains some upsetting scenes as Hugh’s deplorable actions against Maggie are told.
All in all this pleasurable tale is a definate reccomendation if you are interested in this genre. If you are easily offended by sexual natures then I wioiuld suggest that this erotic story is possibly not for you.
I would strongly reccomend this book and thank Nina for the pleasure of writing it for us all to enjoy.

 

F is for….

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F is for..

Facebook

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I hear you as you go, what? But it’s true.
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Facebook has been a  miracle for me. It allows me to communicate with fans. And it also set me up with many novelist friends. I wouldn’t have had the guts to push ahead without the wonderful people I’ve met and became friends with.

E is for…

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E is for Ebha.

The daughter of Alasdair and Ina, Ebha features as Book two’s heroine.
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The above picture is how she looks in my mind, it’s how I imagine here when I’m writing.
She is a lot more complex a character than I initially thought. I’m really enjoying her story but it’s hard work!!

D is for…

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D is for….

Dreams

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So as corny as it sounds that is exactly how it started for me with the Highland Fairling series.
I know people say it countless times but it really is how it all happened. I  was at the top of Benmore, admiring the veiw, pretending to be healthy and basically praying my unfit body wouldn’t explode when the daydream of the initial battle came to me.
After that the imagry became the prologue for Book One of the Highland Fairling series and the rest built from there.

C is for…..

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C is for Ceci!!

Ceci Giltenan

 

I actually found this book whilst searching for a factual book concerning the clan Ruthven. I bought it on a whim thinking it would pass an evening at some point.
I owned it for rather a while before attempting to read it.
But after a few pages I was hooked and couldn’t put it down, I have since re-read it about three more times, loving it and the depth of characters that Ceci Giltenan has created more and more each time.
You will be drawn into Katherine and Niall’s love story but you’ll also love the other characters you meet along the way. Little Tomas is very sweet, but I also desperately wanted to know more of Fingall, Tadhg, Turcuil and Father Colm. Maybe one day these characters may feature in more stories? You never know!
A big thank you must be said for Ceci Giltenan for her wonderful, heartfelt story that encompasses love, betrayals, action, adventure and suspense in the highlands of Scotland.

B is for……

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B is for

Brothaigh

 

On the same line as A, B is for Brothaigh. Alasdair Brothaigh is our hero in Book one of the Highland Fairling series.
Brothaigh is, or at least in some cases is, the older Gaelic version of Brodie. It was the placement of the clan aswell as some of their history that drew me to this clan for my hero.
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A is for….

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A is for….
Alasdair.

 

Alasdair \a-las-dair, al(a)-sdair\ as a boy’s name (also used as girl’s name Alasdair), is pronounced AL-as-dare. It is of Greek origin, and the meaning of Alasdair is “man’s defender“. Scottish Gaelic form of Alexander, often anglicized as Alistair.

 

Alasdair is the hero in Book one of the Highland Fairlings series.

 

‘Silence descended as sixteen year old Ina faced him across the stretch of field. He knew that his own burly, growing power made the small lass appear even smaller, and he was confident that his skill would prove the foolishness of allowing a wee lass to compete. And yet he was loathe to harm her.
Servants and warriors alike looked on as a champion of each clan, both descended from laird’s, stood opposite one another. Both lairds looked on in shock and bewilderment at the outcome and then smiled secret smiles. All of this was clear to Alasdair as he looked at a way of ending this humiliating display as quickly and as cleanly as possible. He could not believe that he was expected to battle her.
He was pleasantly shocked at her easy grace and put aside his feelings of being too easy on her. If she truly believed herself to be so great then he was determined to prove otherwise.
Their dancing, light steps were punctuated by loud clangs of weapons striking each other, startled gasps came from the spectators.
But he was the more experienced warrior and the one with greater strength. It was too easy for him to reach out a strong hand and boldly pull the small figure closer to him, his teeth clenched as he moved his heavy blunted blade in defense against her unrelenting attack.
“Yield tay me, fair one.” His voice was soft but in the unnatural stillness of the afternoon the words carried easily.
“Never!”
Wresting herself out of his arms she quickly returned her attack, focusing what must have been all of her power into defeating him.
He intended to make sure that she would be unable to.
With their lunges and strikes growing in intensity, Alasdair finally spotted an opening and quickly forced the lass’ sword from her hand. Unaware any more of their witnesses, he caught her as she stumbled at the impact and instinctively he pulled her soft form tightly into his frame. Pleased surprise coursed through him as the lass’ hidden curves flattened against him and he found himself curiously looking down into her ocean coloured eyes before jerking his head back in disbelief at the sharp pain under his chin.
Pushing away from the triumphantly smiling girl Alasdair placed disbelieving fingers to his tender flesh and studied the small drops of blood that stained them.
He raised his eyes, claiming hers once more and was astounded by the glee he saw there as she raised her small, tightly clenched dirk, his own blood was visible on the blade. Holding her gaze, he easily breached the gap between them. He dropped his weapon to the ground and he used both hands to haul her trembling frame into his tight embrace forcing her head back as he roughly claimed her lips with his, much to the shocked gasps of their witnesses.
With a hand that spanned almost her entire waist moving slowly up her back, he pulled her closer still, deepening the kiss and running his tongue over her lips. Her eyes fluttered shut and unsteady hands came up to clutch at his shoulders as she submitted to his onslaught. With both hands holding tightly to him, her dirk was dropped and forgotten in the power of her first kiss.
Smiling against her lips. Moving his mouth away, he heard the angry approach of both her father and his own. He looked once more into her deep eyes. His smile lifted as the realisation of their situation became clear to her outraged senses. His own dirk was held above her throat, her discarded one was now in his hand and resting above her heart.
Grinning widely, he slid both small weapons into the pocket created by his plaid. Turning away as the two lairds helped the stunned lass to her feet, he called back, “Ye fought well. But ye still be just a lass.”
He laughed at her agitated shriek and continued towards his cheering men.’

 

 

 

I chose the name because I love it. I’ve always been a fan of the name Alexander and that had been my original choice but it just didn’t feel right, somehow. And so it was therefore obvious to me that Alasdair was the right choice!