Tuesday, December 31, 2019

2019 In Review


It is time for my end of the year wrap up and since GoodReads and Nintendo were kind enough to wrap up 2019 for me, I thought I would share both with you.

I bet you are all surprised that I even own a gaming system but I do, actually I own a Switch and a 3DS. I used to play a lot of Nintendo as a teenager but kind of out grew it, only playing when my son invited me to play. Then Shanny was killed and I started struggling with a lot of different things so my son handed me his 3DS with a game called Fire Emblem Awakening and I got hooked and it helped me deal with large groups of people playing those games while talking to people. Now I have my own 3DS and a Switch both of which go with me everywhere. When we come up on anything while driving somewhere, they take my focus off the road so I can get through it and in large groups I can be involved but not. Weird right?

Ok enough of that, back to my year in books and video games.

My Year In Books According To GoodReads

My reading goal this year was 20 books but I fell short of that goal by 4 books

I read 16 books equaling 2,226 pages😊 at least I got to read something.

The shortest book I read was Impossible by Allyson Young which also happened to be the least popular book this year with only 16 readers in total.

The longest book I read was Black Hills Angel at 395 pages and probably the most boring book I read all year.

The most popular book I read on Good Reads this year was Cowboy Heat by Sable Hunter with 8,054 readers, I can see why as it is one of my favorite reads (I think I have read 4 or 5 times). It truly is an amazing story.

My average review rating was 3.4 stars

The highest rated book on GoodReads that I read this year was RNWMP: Bride for Joel by Amelia C. Adams

My first review of the year was on Stephanie’s Homecoming by Debbie Bailey, I gave it 4 stars

My last book of the year that received only 1 star was Stony Creek Cowboy by Taylor Berke.

I read one book by my all time favorite author that I am sure I will read again, that book was The Gorison Traveler Incident (Veslor Mates #1) by Laurann Dohner.

Even though I did not reach my reading goal I still had a pretty good year in books and am looking forward to more books in 2020.


My Year In Nintendo according to Nintendo

According to Nintendo I am a Nintendo loyalist based on how I play…. Very cool.

The games I played the most, out of the 6 I actually played, in order were Fire Emblem 3 Houses, Fire Emblem Warriors and Spyro.

I logged 449 hours of playing time most of that taking place in August and September.

I earned 486 gold points that now have to figure what to do with because I am sure I can not transfer them to my son

In addition to reading and video games I logged an hour or two of crocheting and many, many hours at the dreaded day job and or sleeping. I also logged 2 weeks recovering from 2 surgeries at once (yes, I requested to have them both done at once and yes, I am a little crazy).

 I was constantly behind in posting book tours and writing reviews, so I spent many weekends playing catch up.

Over all I have to say I didn’t get everything I wanted done, done but I gave it my best efforts.

In 2020 I will work hard to reach my reading goal and keep up with posting book tours and I would really love to do virtual interviews some authors. I would also like to finish the blanket I started to crochet and finish the diamond painting project I started 2 years ago. I also thinking it would be cool to beat my gaming records from this year, so wish me luck as I wish you luck for your goals.

Happy Reading


RELEASE: Respectable Riot by Karen Renee


Title: Respectable Riot
Series: Riot MC Series
Author: Karen Renee
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: December 31, 2019



She has it all, but she still has nothing.

Married to a local politician, Jane Ramos-Palmer won’t put her dreams aside for her husband’s any longer. Overhearing her husband being blackmailed, Janie realizes nothing in her life is as it seems. She’s willing to ditch all she has, so she can gain everything she ever wanted. Fighting an ugly divorce, meeting and falling for Beast couldn’t happen at a worse time for Janie. Escaping her oppressive husband is her top priority, which means her infatuation with a biker must wait.

His world was wrenched cruelly away from him. David “Beast” Huntley’s trust has been violated, and being twice shy means he’s determined not to get involved with another woman. At least not seriously, and not any time soon. But Janie provokes something in him. His attraction to her gnaws at him, even though she’s mired in an ugly divorce with a sketchy politician. Staying away from her is in his best interest and his club’s.

When the president of rival MC blindsides and assaults Janie, Beast’s inner-beast is awakened. He cannot fight his attraction for her, no matter how wrong it might be.




Hypnotized by his azure eyes, it wasn’t until he smiled that I realized I was leaning into him with my hand still clenched his shirt. I tried to lean back, but he wrapped an arm around my neck and the other around my waist. “Oh no, you don’t. Not quite yet. Wanna feel your softness up against me a little longer.”
I sighed through my nose. “Nice as that sounds, it’s not a good idea.”
A roguish grin lit his face. “Good ideas are rarely as fun as the bad ones.”
“Always an answer for everything.”
“Far from it,” he said.
His head lowered, lips brushing mine then settling in as he angled my head where he wanted me. This kiss was gentler but no less passionate. My breasts swelled and my whole chest warmed because his actions told me he would be this good or better in bed. I yearned to drive my hand into his hair. That urge shook me out of the moment and I wrenched my lips free.
“Dammit!” I hissed.
He chuckled. “Gotta say, that’s a step up from ‘God damn it!’ Maybe if I kiss you three more times I’ll get your true response.”
“No,” I cried. “No more kissing!”
“Then no more drinking.”
“What?” I asked trying to break out of his hold.
“You had two drinks right? Time for you to go back to your palace.”
“My palace?”
“What it’s called. Big sign out front, babe.”
“Aren’t you observant,” I said and nearly stumbled backward because Beast finally loosened his grip against my trying to step back from him.
His hands shot to my shoulders. “Are you steady? Or did you sneak a shot in there with the wine?”
“No! I know better than that. I just didn’t expect you to finally let go of me.”
He gave me a strange look along with an eyebrow arch.

I steadied myself and stepped around him. “Lucky for you, I need to get to the other side of the river. I hope you have a nice evening, Beast.”







Karen Renee is the author of the Riot MC Series. She has wanted to be a writer from a very early age, and she’s finally bringing that dream to life. She has worked in advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.





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RELEASE: A Critical Tangent by Reily Garrett

Title: A Critical Tangent
Series: Moonlight & Murder #1
Author: Reily Garrett
Genre: Romantic Suspense/Thriller
Release Date: December 29, 2019


Enter a world where ignorance and darkness mask deceit and chaos.

Katherine Tallerman’s focus on designing drones is shattered after her prototype records her roommate’s murder. Captured video details the masked killer’s promise to find his remote witness and finish the job.

Experience has taught good reason for not trusting any cop, especially when they come knocking on her door. Unfortunately for Keiki, their suspicions narrow when the second of her trio of friends disappears without a trace.

Conflicting evidence at a brutal crime scene leaves gossamer threads weaving a complicated web of lies and deceit. Every lead Detective Garnett finds steers the investigation to a deeper, darker network entangling the young coed in a labyrinth of cunning subterfuge.

Garnett is torn between following the letter of the law and protecting the witness determined to clear her name. Can he earn Keiki’s trust in time to save her life, or will the psychotic killer destroy the woman who is crushing his emotional defenses?




“Aw, Keiki, if I could find the fun button in your brain, I’d switch it to permanent on. You’re always working. You should’ve come hiking with me. Fresh air would do you good.” Shelly tisked then smiled. “Not that there’s anything wrong with loving your work, but you have an old man psyche trapped in a young woman’s body.”
“Thanks, Shelly, but no.” Keiki manipulated her latest drone to perform the simple but intricate task of picking a flower. The outing did sound nice, but Shelly needed private time to mourn the loss of her sister.
“The next time you fall asleep working, I’m going to town with my entire set of permanent markers.” Shelly held her hand out to accept the offered blossom pinched from its low-growing stem and giggled. “You’d look good with cat whiskers and exotic pink eyes.”
 “Test that theory, and I’ll replace your scented shampoo with baby oil.” The threat of laying waste to makeup or hair products usually ended any debate. “I’m about out of battery life. Can you bring it in?”
“Sure. Turn off the motors.”
Damn. The soft whirr from the small rotors altered in pitch as they shut down one by one.
Malevolent shadows crawled along the edges of the surrounding woods, receding with the rising sun. Even from miles away, Keiki’s skin crawled.
“I hear something.” Shelly rested a palm beside her woodland flower plot to lean forward.
Through remote viewing, Keiki watched her doppelganger freeze then tilt her head to the side, wrinkles of concern marring her forehead.
 “What?” Thanks to the hilly terrain, two-way communication crackled off and on.
 “Huh, must be a rabbit or squirrel. Anyway, as I was saying. Become a spinster with hundreds of drones instead of cats. I’ll keep you in contact with the outside world.” Again, Shelly paused and tilted her head as if listening to something off in the distance.
“Hey, why don’t you come back now and we’ll have breakfast?”
 “Yeah, okay. I’m coming. Can you extend the range on this thing’s transmission ability? The video feed isn’t so great.” Lips nibbled between her teeth marked Shelly’s worry when she leaned forward to whisper.
“I’m working on it. What’s wrong?
“I’m kinda spooked. Something doesn’t feel right.” Her fingers’ wobble shook the drone’s body. It listed sideways with a squeak.
 “Shelly?”
“I’m fine. It’s just my clumsiness in challenging gravity… Oh, about the frat party tonight, wanna go?”
The viewing angle changed again as Shelly stood.
 “No. And before you start, I do have fun. I just don’t have time to party with you and Gabby. Some people stay focused on their future,” Keiki grumbled as she monitored her prototype’s efficiency on her laptop and sipped a caramel latte.
A distinctive metallic snap coincided with her device’s struggle to function.
“Oops. Sorry, Keeks. An arm broke off above your tracker thingy. I’ll stick it in my pocket, and you can glue it back on, or whatever. Do we still have audio and visual feed?”
“Yeah, just bring the rest of it back in one piece, okay?” Keiki groaned, predicting the hour it would take to fix. “Careful. That thing is one of two prototypes, but that one gets the best reception.” Keiki set her coffee down, the cup tilting when settling on her friend’s access card. “Oops, your work ID now has a brown ring on it. You really should be more careful with it.”
“How rude of me to leave it where you’d drink your coffee.”
“That’s why we get along so well. We think alike. I’ll stick it on my dresser. It’ll be safer there.”
“If you’d stop losing yours, you wouldn’t have to borrow mine… shit. Something is coming.” Fear coiled through Shelly’s voice. “Sounded like a branch snapping down the trail. Something big and heavy.”
“Is it a black bear? You know what to do.”
A silent moment passed.
 On screen, the image shook.
“Uh… who are you? What do you want?” Shelly’s wrist rotated, tilting the angle of the drone’s camera to the trampled weeds.
Through the odd angle, booted feet shuffled backward to leave two furrowed tracks. No one had ever intruded on her friend’s private sanctuary.

“I’m a messenger, here to show your boss what happens when he refuses to work with us. We tried being nice. Now we’ll do things my way.”



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