Thursday, June 29, 2017

Allerleirauh Chantal Gadoury

Book Description:

Once Upon a Time… 
In the Kingdom of Tränen,
a king makes a promise to his dying wife that he'll only remarry a woman who possesses her golden hair. In time, the king's eyes are turned by his daughter. Realizing her father’s intentions, Princess Aurelia tries to trick him by requesting impossible gifts: dresses created by the sun, moon and stars, and a coat made of a thousand furs. But when he is successful, Aurelia sacrifices her privileged life and flees her kingdom, disguised by the cloak and a new name, Allerleirauh.

She enters the safe haven of Saarland der Licht, where the handsome and gentle Prince Klaus takes her under his care. Hoping not to be discovered by her father’s courtiers, Allerleirauh tries to remain hidden under her new identity when she finds unexpected love with Prince Klaus, even though his arranged marriage to the princess of a neighboring kingdom approaches. Risking everything, Allerleirauh must face her troubled past and her fears of the future along her journey to self-acceptance in this triumphant retelling of the classic Grimm Fairy Tale. 

Pre Orders are available on Amazon and iBooks

About the Author:
Chantal Gadoury is a young author who currently lives in her hometown, Muncy PA. She enjoys to paint, drink a good cup of coffee when she can and enjoys her favorite Disney classics. When she’s not busy crafting or reading, Chantal is dedicated to her family: A Mother, sister and a furry-puppy-brother (and sends a prayer to her Dad, who now resides in heaven.) As a 2011 college graduate from Susquehanna University, with a degree in Creative Writing, writing novels has become a dream come true!

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“If you ever decide to remarry, you must marry someone who has my golden hair.”
The words echoed in my ears as my mother murmured them to my father. The entire court had gathered there with us in that darkened room with stone walls covered in old tapestries of red and golden threads, watchful eyes of men and women looming over us from the walls. 
My mother, the königin, the queen of Tränen, was dying.
Servants had lit candles across the room, creating a gloomy, death-like ambiance. The only source of light came from the flames, curling out like a snake’s tongue from the fire place. Many of my father’s councilmen stood murmuring while they waited for the queen’s end to come. They waited for death’s dark cloak to wrap around her like the cape of the goddess, Nótt.
Mother lay in her bed, her form still as her breaths became shallower; her lungs becoming less full of air. Her hair, like spools of golden thread, clung to her pale skin. My father’s hand brushed over her forehead, pushing the strands away. She lifted her hand, touching his, seeking an answer from him.
The contrast of her skin against his was shocking. She was pale—corpse-like, the tips of her fingers already turning a frosty shade of blue. My father kneeled, dressed in a white tunic and tan hunting trousers. His light brown beard seemed thicker than usual. His tired blue eyes, the same eyes that others often commented reflected my own, gazed upon my mother.
He was a handsome man for other women to admire.
He carefully grazed his lips over her knuckles. I could hear his soft murmuring.
“My wife. My poor, lovely frau.” There had been talk that he had been by her bedside for majority of the night and all through the morning, while I had been kept in my chamber. I was to wait until the end was nearly at an impasse before I was to bid my mother farewell. He had waited upon her on bended knee. It was an unexpected display of affection. My father had never been the affectionate sort, and especially never with me in all my nineteen years.
 His gaze drifted toward the line of young maids surrounding the queen’s bedside, all waiting for an order or request. He lifted a hand and beckoned one of them closer. With reddened cheeks, one of the maids took a step toward the bed, offering a warm, wet rag for my mother’s forehead.
My father’s eyes seemed to taunt the maid to come closer as they glittered in the candlelight, a small, amused smirk on his lips as he held out his hand. He knew his effect on women, as did my mother. My father seemed to have always found a strange delight in tantalizing the young women of the court right under my mother’s nose–especially the young maids of the castle. His wandering hands had been an unacknowledged topic between them, and yet had most haunted my mother in her own private chambers.
As I was guided away from my tutoring lessons earlier in the afternoon, I found many of my father’s councilmen murmuring in the hallways. Their conversation had rattled me as they spoke of the queen’s declining health, proclaiming quite loudly their uncertainty of the future of the königreich, the kingdom. With no male heir, there would be no one with my father’s bloodline to carry the crown. If he were to die, the succession would be uncertain, leaving the kingdom without a könig, and I would be left with nothing.
There were a few young girls my father had bedded over the many years of his rule, all of whom had come to his knees, begging for acknowledgement, money, or a future for their child. Many of the children were male, all of which my father craved to take under his wing. But as the string of his lovers began to unravel before my mother, she’d quickly banished them and their children from our courts.
“Any male that is not born from me will never be könig,” she insisted.  My mother feared of finding herself replaced by a younger, more beautiful woman, who would give the king something she could not… 
A son.
            I had been told my mother looked to my father with apologetic grey eyes on the day of my birth. The wet nurse had lifted me, the accursed girlish bundle into the arms of my father as my mother promised, “A son I will give you next time.”
As I grew older, I could see the desperation in her eyes as my father drifted from maiden to maiden, leaving a trail of bastard children in his wake. All while she remained infertile.
As a girl, I was no use to my father. Without a son, the marriage with my mother would always be a failure in the eyes of his court. Because I had not been born a boy, I rarely saw my father. I was only granted permission on special occasions.
My mother hardly paid attention to me either; I was a constant reminder of her failure, her misery, her curse. I had only been permitted to receive an education in writing and reading, and brief history lessons about the kingdom and surrounding countries. I excelled in learning and did what I could to avoid all the other womanly lessons I was expected to learn. I hated the mundane tasks that were deemed appropriate for the fairer sex.
My mother did everything she could to keep me tucked away in the castle, out of sight. I was never permitted to join the court for festivities. My mother preferred me to stay in my room or the library, like the castle’s ghost. She wished to pretend I didn’t exist. As my youth began to pass before me, I wondered if I would spend the remainder of my years hidden away behind the stony walls of my father’s castle. I wondered whether, if my mother finally had a son for the king, somehow his birth would release me from the prison which cradled me in my own home.
“Promise me,” my mother hissed at my father presently, as she grabbed his hand. She pushed herself up in the bed with a grunt, to look at him more closely.
I watched them as I clung to the red velvet bed drapes. I could feel myself grow light-headed from the warmth in the room and the array of eyes and voices behind me as they murmured their fears and prayers.
Promise me,” she begged, her voice cracking as he tucked another golden curl behind her ear. “She must have golden hair, like mine.”
 As I watched her glossy strands circled around his fingers, I touched my own loosened curl. My hair was tied back with a black ribbon to match the black gown that Myriah, my nursemaid, dressed me in—a symbol of mourning. And yet, I felt nothing like how a daughter should feel while watching her own mother die. 
Perhaps my mother thought her eager demand would bring her peace in the grave. I understood. If she could not be a proper wife, who’d brought him honor with a prince, perhaps her golden-haired replacement could be.
Fear surged cold through my hollow ribs as her last breath slipped between her lips, her hand slowly falling from my father’s firm grasp.
A cold shiver ran up my spine as I heard my father’s reply.
I promise.
His gaze lifted to me in the quiet moments after. I was my mother’s reflection and her only true legacy.
And I knew the king’s promise would become my curse.

Thursday, June 22, 2017


Synopsis From Goodreads: 
I wanted to love Caraval. It was full of whimsical magic, action, love. What was there not to like? Let me tell you. I wouldn’t say I disliked Caraval at all. I quite enjoyed it. However, it wasn’t the epitome of YA magical love story for me.

Scarlett is your average 18 year old, sheltered by her abusive father, afraid to be strong. She’d rather hide behind an arranged marriage. Until she is sucked into a game, a magical game. As much as it is “against her will” she definitely wants to. Like when your best friends makes you drink too much and act up. You end up with a hangover the next day, but you have no regrets. That is Scarlett and her sister Donnatella.

Scarlett ends up with a boy, Julian, who both helps and hurts her along the way.
I always feel a bit guilty, or put on the spot by saying I only, barely, liked a book many of my favorite blogs raved about! So I know I’m going against the grain here in saying, I enjoyed The Night Circus a lot more.

Trope: Abusive parent- The Night Circus was equally as guilty of this. The one parent present being the actual villain. Not just annoying, negative, misunderstood, selfish. No, Caraval went all out. Their father is beyond hateworthy!  And I was very satisfied with how the story wrapped him up.

Trope: Damsel in Distress- Scarlett wanted so badly to be the Damsel. First she held out hope that her fiancé would be her savior from her big bad father. I doubt her father would have readily agreed on anyone who made her happy or was genuinely good. I was quite happy when she had to find a way to save herself.  

Trope: The crazy best friend/sister- This story should have focused on Donnatella. She was far more interesting of a character, self reliant, independent, creative, underestimated. Scarlett barely respected her, as the outgoing, bold, bodacious friend often goes. Because she speaks her mind, and didn’t take their abuse lying down, Scarlett thought less of her. Thought her reckless and stupid really.

Trope: Terrible love interest- Julian was pretty. But he was awful. I get it. He did good too. To Make up for his bad! He disappeared on her regularly. He continued to say “I don’t care, I’m not that nice, I’m a liar” When she proceeded to say, then go away he got so hurt and offended.

I don’t even hate tropes. This book was just surprisingly easy to put down. I did want to find out how it ended but I probably wouldn’t read it again. 3/5 stars    

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Pandemonium (Mini Review)

                   The second book was just as good as the first one. Actually it was better. Lauren Oliver did a great job making this story different than the first one. Lena has grown and changed. The challenges she face and overcome are far different than that of #1.  which is great. Unfortunately I couldn't read this book as quickly as I did #1 because I got really busy and I couldn't sneak read at work. But I wanted to. Its like every chapter ended in some jaw dropping way. It was more fast paced that #1 and had more action. Lena repeatedly said "The wilds harden you." But Lena didn't let the Wilds take away everything. She didn't lose sight of why she was there in the first place. She's learned hot to fight and use a knife.

I warn you, it ends with a cliffhanger. I didn't find it at all shocking because most YA books have this pattern. I don't want to ruin the surprise. And even though I didn't find it particularly shocking, I cannot wait to read #3 and see how it all ends. This is a reason I try to wait until a series is completed to read the whole thing straight through. The waiting is torturous. So I am more than happy to go finish this series.

Friday, June 16, 2017

Breaking Nova

From Goodreads: Nova Reed used to have dreams-of becoming a famous drummer, of marrying her true love. But all of that was taken away in an instant. Now she's getting by as best she can, though sometimes that means doing things the old Nova would never do. Things that are slowly eating away at her spirit. Every day blends into the next . . . until she meets Quinton Carter. His intense, honey brown eyes instantly draw her in, and he looks just about as broken as she feels inside.

Quinton once got a second chance at life-but he doesn't want it. The tattoos on his chest are a constant reminder of what he's done, what he's lost. He's sworn to never allow happiness into his life . . . but then beautiful, sweet Nova makes him smile. He knows he's too damaged to get close to her, yet she's the only one who can make him feel alive again. Quinton will have to decide: does he deserve to start over? Or should he pay for his past forever?


Breaking Nova was simply AMAZING!
This is one of the best books I've read in awhile. Seriously!
Jessica Sorenson did her thing in this book.

The Good:
Nova, her original name (Jessica Sorenson is really good at coming up with nice names)
Her hobbies (once playing the drums)
Her flaws and her personality.
Quinton: He's attractive and sweet with a whole bunch of flaws of his own.
I couldn't get enough of him.
I seriously just wanted to jump in this book and give him a hug.
I love how Jessica Sorenson builds her characters.
Everyone is dealing with something.
Quinton isn't some perfect guy, perfect family, plan for his life, Got his head on straight
He is all messed up in the head and I love it.
Nova is a strong female and hopefully she will be the knight in shining armor in the follow up.
Patterns have shown that Jessica Sorenson is not done with these characters just yet, and I cannot wait!

The Bad:
Nothing is perfect
There was a minor detail mix up for me on if his mother did or did not die in labor.
This drove me crazy and I read that chapter like 3 times.
He'd mentioned his mother only briefly before so I wasn't sure if I had missed something.

The Ugly Spoilers:
I can do nothing but RAVE about this book. Even if I did dislike a character (Delilah!) I love that Jessica wrote her so well. She wasn't forgettable, and if Jessica's pattern is consistent, A follow up will be written about her. I am actually pretty curious where Delilah's thought process is.
It wasn't the drugs or even the dealing.
A particular part while they were at the concert she acted like a complete and total Bitch!
And didn't acknowledge it or apologize and Nova just ignored it.
And I don't blame Quinton and his obsessive weed smoking for Nova's new habit.
I blame the person who was supposed to be her friend. Delilah. She kept pushing it in her face.
Even Tristan. He was always more than willing to supply some drugs.
Did they ever have her best interest at heart.
This book sucked me in to the bad and the good, and Nova never even had sex with Quinton.

Jessica Sorenson! I Love You!
Please don't make me wait too long for the follow up

If you haven't read The Coincidence or The Secret you are missing out.

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Pushing The Limits

                   No one knows what happened the night Echo Emerson went from popular girl with jock boyfriend to gossiped-about outsider with "freaky" scars on her arms. Even Echo can't remember the whole truth of that horrible night. All she knows is that she wants everything to go back to normal.But when Noah Hutchins, the smoking-hot, girl-using loner in the black leather jacket, explodes into her life with his tough attitude and surprising understanding, Echo's world shifts in ways she could never have imagined. They should have nothing in common. And with the secrets they both keep, being together is pretty much impossible. Yet the crazy attraction between them refuses to go away. And Echo has to ask herself just how far they can push the limits and what she'll risk for the one guy who might teach her how to love again.

I just love a good book boyfriend, and Noah is the best! (I think I say that about all of them)

How do I list all the ways he was incredible : Attractive / Supportive / Patient/ Sexy/ Smart/ Sincere/ Understanding.
Everybody wants to feel understood. And Echo needed a lot of Patience and Understanding.

I love a book with a healthy amount of family drama in addition to relationship drama.
I think this book did a good job of blending the high school scene of popularity and parties, with the family drama, and the tragic past.

Echo was a great heroine, because she was strong and independent minded.

Highly addictive, I just wanted to jump in a fight her battles for her.

Friday, June 9, 2017

Maybe Someday

From Goodreads: From #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover, a passionate tale of friendship, betrayal, and romance—and the enchanting music that inspires one young woman to put her life back together.

At twenty-two years old, aspiring musician Sydney Blake has a great life: She’s in college, working a steady job, in love with her wonderful boyfriend, Hunter, and rooming with her good friend, Tori. But everything changes when she discovers Hunter cheating on her with Tori—and she is left trying to decide what to do next.

Sydney becomes captivated by her mysterious neighbor, Ridge Lawson. She can’t take her eyes off him or stop listening to the daily guitar playing he does out on his balcony. She can feel the harmony and vibrations in his music. And there’s something about Sydney that Ridge can’t ignore, either: He seems to have finally found his muse. When their inevitable encounter happens, they soon find themselves needing each other in more ways than one…

From the author of the New York Times bestsellers Slammed, Point of Retreat, Hopeless, This Girl, and Losing Hope, Maybe Someday is destined to become another bestseller and long-lasting fan favorite.

What I thought
I finished reading Maybe Someday last night and wit was just perfect. Exactly what I needed at the time. I'm going to apologize in advance for the spoilers and the direct comparison to other books.

First of all, I couldn't put it down. Colleen Hoover is an amazing author. The first couple of pages were a little confusing but after that I was completely hooked. I can't think about starting a new book even though it's over because I feel like I'm still living in the story of Sydney and Ridge.

When Sydney talked about Hunter not living locally, and then Ridge mentioned Maggie not living locally, I had to roll my eyes as if to say Of Course. They just had too much in common already. But that was quickly forgotten.

I love how Colleen Hoover told the story of two people trying so hard not to be cheaters. Usually it's the woman who is cheating, and she usually has sex with the man that is not hers. (Chloe from Torn, no love. Harper from Taking Chances had a whole kid with another guy, even though the book was crazy interesting.) But Sydney and Ridge fought it to the death, all the way up to his girlfriend finding out. Of course they shouldn't have had anything to fight in the first place. But I learned from this book you can't help who you fall in love with.

I laughed so freaking hard in this book. Warren's birthday party where Sydney and Maggie were incredibly drunk was hilarious.

Sydney finding Maggie on the floor the next morning was not. I kept thinking No No No, they can't get together because she dies. But then she went to the hospital and she was okay. But then Ridge read the text on his phone and ran out and once again I thought Maggie had died and my heart stopped. I liked Maggie so much. I was so relieved she only found out about Ridge and Sydney. I really want Maggie to be happy, and apparently, even without Sydney, she had reservations about Ridge.

I was a little mad at Ridge for basically leading Sydney on. They did NOT need to be that physically close while writing music. They had a living room and dining area instead of the bedrooms. And he was constantly flirting for 2 weeks with Sydney, then pretended to be innocent hen his girlfriend came around. He kept telling Sydney how much he wanted her by requesting flaws all the time to turn him off. I don't think its impossible for a person to wholly love 2 people, I used to but not anymore. I just think its selfish, because one of the two people you love will get neglected.

(Update: I read and wrote this review around 2015. I apparently continue to waver on the reality of a person being able to wholly love 2 people. 2017 Hope says it could be possible)

With that being said, Sydney was very patient. And I was happy when they were finally together. Colleen Hoover writes such intense and emotional and beautiful love scenes.

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Effortless (Mini Review)

From Goodreads: After being caught in the middle of a love triangle which led to a devastating betrayal, Kiera pledged to learn from the mistakes she’d made. She was determined to never again inflict that kind of pain on anyone, especially the soulful, talented man who held her heart. But life offers new challenges for every relationship, and when Kiera’s love is put to the ultimate test, will it survive? Love is easy . . . trust is hard.

Effortless started off a lot like Thoughtless. Everything is all happy and then bam, once again the love of her life has to leave her for a long period of time for work.
But Kellan understood just how much this would affect Kiera.
He worked over time to make up for it.
Kellan was so stinking sweet and romantic, I just melted on the spot with all of his love notes hidden away in her house, job, school, and the roses from strangers. **sigh** I had to give my husband a dirty look like 'why aren't you that romantic'
My favorite scene was when she confronted him at his house. Demanding to know why he broke up with her. She looked kind of crazy and desperate. But that's what you do when your in love. That night all the secrets came out and they vowed to be honest and trust one another. I think that's when I decided I loved this book.

Friday, June 2, 2017

Reckless (Mini Review)


From Goodreads: When the band hits it big, Kiera and Kellan must ask themselves: Can their love for each other survive the constant pressures of superstardom? The friendships they've formed, the new family they've found, and the history they've forged will all play a part in helping them navigate the turbulent waters of the band's exploding popularity. A greedy executive hell-bent on success, a declining pop star looking for an edge, and a media circus that twists lies into truths are just some of the obstacles the lovers will have to overcome if they are going to remain together. Fame comes with a price-but will it cost Kiera and Kellan everything?

Thoughtless and Reckless have officially grown on me. I feel like I know Kellan and Kiera. I can hear their voices and see their faces. Each book was better than the last. And by the end I wanted to start it all over.

I loved how this book made them mature. And Kiera had to overcome her insecurities. She had to have a lot of faith in Kellan.

It was a pretty fun book overall and an enjoyable read. The recording/ tour/ interviews.
Very dramatic. (I wont spoil it, but a real tear jerker)

and a WONDERFUL epilogue. Nice and long. I love to see the character living happily for a while. Not just the drama and/or action.

I don't know why this part stuck out to me. When she told Kellan in her wedding vows he made her feel beautiful, afterward Denny came up to her, frowned and said "I always thought you were gorgeous, I'm sorry I never made you feel that way". She explained to him, it was a personal hang up. Something she had to learn on her own. I think Kellan encouraged her to be more bold. Which built her confidence.