Reviving the Commander Release Day!

She isn’t a beautiful young maiden hoping to erase the Commander’s memory…


“This book is a heart-gripping romance for the ages. Hands down the best romance novel of 2019 so far!” ~Indies Today

It’s officially Release Day for Reviving the Commander, first in the Crowns Legacy series.

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Amazon Kindle for purchase, or free with Kindle Unlimited
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While Reviving the Commander can stand alone, its background comes further to light in The Movement of Crowns Series, which is great to read before or after this book.

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Reviving the Commander by Nadine C. Keels

Reviving the Commander
A Novel
First in the Crowns Legacy series
(Historical Fantasy, Romance)

“This book is a heart-gripping romance for the ages. Hands down the best romance novel of 2019 so far!” ~Indies Today
“Brilliant and beautiful in every way.” ~Readers’ Favorite

Selected as one of the Best Books of 2019 at The Book and Beauty Blog

She isn’t a beautiful young maiden hoping to erase the Commander’s memory. 

Opal Whilstead knows she has a reputation: a reputation as a bright, giving, upright woman—smiling and laughing her way through hopeless spinsterhood. It’s been so long since she’s had serious feelings for a man, but now she finds herself taken with the Commander Exemplar of Diachona’s army.

And she regrets it.

Not only is the Exemplar a widower still longing for his wife, but he’s the father of the reigning king. Even if a man of such prestige could find love again, he’d be unlikely to search for it among the kingdom’s old maids. Besides, Opal dreads being found, due to a grievous secret she carries…

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Pick up a copy of Reviving the Commander

Amazon Kindle for purchase, or free with Kindle Unlimited
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And don’t miss the next book in the Crowns Legacy series, Embracing the Outcast.

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“THIEF!” An Excerpt from Eubeltic Descent

From Eubeltic Descent, first in the Eubeltic Realm series

Tarek was quiet as he walked Abigaia the rest of the way home that night. She didn’t mind it, due to the strange daze she was in.

She was still in something of a daze when she went to the market the next morning, back to browsing for what her one coin could afford her, and no more. She speculated about what her family would think, what her aunt and uncle might say once they realized her allowance was no longer stretching as it had for years. Abigaia began to contemplate the strategy of haggling, which it seemed only the most aggressive townsfolk could manage, but her thoughts were stopped short when a fierce clanging sound broke through the commotion of the market. A booming, heated voice rose as a counterpoint to the clanging.

“Thief! Thief! Thief!

It took only a matter of seconds for the alarm to replace the noise of buying and selling, bringing the normal activity to a halt.

“Thief! Thief! In green!”

The clamor in the market shifted as crude weapons, including knives and whips, flashed out from behind the counters of wares. “Thief! Thief! Thief!” the vendors joined in the chant, looking around to spot a culprit in green and any evident accomplices.

A clash of panic arose in the crowd, customers scrambling to clear out of the market as vendors went on the hunt. A long-anticipated dread immobilized Abigaia at first, but she recognized a hiss to be Lotus’s, flying by behind her. “Run, Abi!”

Abigaia turned to follow the hiss but found that Lotus had already disappeared into the pressing throng.

“Thief! Thief! Stop him.”

Abigaia’s feet led her in the direction of her friends’ usual meeting place, picking up speed once she was outside of the market, getting away from the scattering crowd. She knew her friends wouldn’t be meeting up today, so she ran past their spot as she fled from town as swiftly as she could while clutching her basket.

She then heard a distinct, masculine bawl somewhere behind her, this one not of panic but of pain.

Abigaia didn’t want to stop. She wouldn’t have stopped. But her feet came to a stop nonetheless because her ears were unable to deny what she’d heard. She recognized that male voice. She’d never heard it in that way before, in that kind of agony, but she recognized it now.

She turned around. Turned around to see a few hollering vendors hustling someone out of town. She could hear thuds of pummeling fists before the vendors threw their captive to the ground, glimpses of the captive’s green shirt made visible as his prone form became the landing place for kicking and stomping feet.

Another voice rose above the others and took charge. The owner of that voice tossed aside the short whip he’d been holding, and he reached down to turn the prone man over. “This’ll teach you!”

The pack of vendors parted somewhat, and Abigaia’s eyes grew wide with horror.

Her life of thievery. Her silence and sanity. And the famed domain of her ancestors—which may now be in crucial need of her.
Eubeltic Descent

 

Christmas at Blue Hydrangeas by Marianne Sciucco

Book reviews are subjective. I tend to rate books not according to how “perfect” they are, seem to be, or are said to be in general but rather to how perfect they are to me. I received a complimentary copy of this book for an honest review.

Christmas at Blue Hydrangeas by Marianne Sciucco

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

(Click the title to find the book description/blurb.)

It’s a white Christmas Eve at Blue Hydrangeas, where Sara is the innkeeper. Trouble is, Sara’s husband and grown son haven’t arrived at the inn yet, and a blizzard is hampering travel on the highways. Sara’s determined to still make this a merry Christmas, and the arrival of guests at the inn makes for an unexpected holiday indeed in Christmas at Blue Hydrangeas by author Marianne Sciucco.

This is the type of introspective tale that invites its reader to sit back, sip a warm beverage, and be patient as the story moves at its own pace. It has bittersweet moments, dealing with different characters’ areas of grief and uncertainty. Then there are moments of beauty, benevolence, and gentle joy.

Although this novella is only my second read from this author, I already expected something on the sober side. Granted, I enjoy holly-jollier holiday reads too, but the spirit of Christmas covers a plethora of emotions and experiences.

The few tears sprinkled into this story add all the more to its worth, warmth, and hope.

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This Christmas novella is a prequel to Blue Hydrangeas.