The month of January feels like it dragged onnnn. It’s finally February though so hello to a new month. I’ve been uber busy lately but I somehow managed to finish yet another book. I actually found the book on Amazon Kindle. The title is The Good Neighbor and its written by A.J. Banner. Review shall be posted soon. Happy Reading!
No idea how much anybody really cares about my book previews so I’m not sure if I should keep posting them actually… Feedback would be great. Does anyone even like what I’ve posted so far? Does it sound good? Want to hear more? Let me know guys.
I literally have no idea how well these book previews are being accepted but hopefully someone out there is enjoying. It has been a while but here is another piece of my novel. Also as a quick little side note the point of view now changes. This piece of from the male character Colton Grant.
She was stunning when I had first seen her. I watched as she threw that piece of scum mugger into the wall. Her shoulder length dark curls bounced as she grabbed the blonde and took off. She had the most amazing hazel colored eyes that matched perfectly to her olive skin tone. Her body was slender yet curvy and she moved with such precision and grace. Why did this girl have to be the enemy I thought to myself? I moved from my spot in the shadows and approached the low life mugger as he started to stand up. “Who the—” were the only words he’d managed out before I right hooked him right in the jaw. I heard one of the girls gasp, I assumed the blonde one since she seemed most uncomfortable in all of this. I continued my beat down on this piece of crap sorry excuse of a man. He got me on my arm with his blade though. That really pissed me off. I went for a few more hard punches. One last blow to the head and it was over for him. His worthless body hit the ground as his cheap knife flew out of his grubby hands; hands that would have been doing some killing had I not shown up.
Ok so maybe they had a chance without me but still I enjoyed kicking the crap out of this jerk. I looked up, my hood hiding the majority of my face from view, and studied the confused look on her face. Meanwhile the blonde kept screaming. If she wasn’t so damn important and if it weren’t for the Rebel blood running in her veins I’d scratch this whole mission right now. I approached them at a faster pace. That’s when the blonde lost it; she took off into the street. Now why would she go and do that? The dark haired beauty ran off behind her and that’s when the bus flew around the corner. I thought for sure it would flatten them both when she did something I didn’t expect. She threw her arms around the blonde’s shoulders and Traveled straight through the bus. I’d never seen anyone Travel through a moving target like that but she did it. There was a small flash and then they were gone. My uncle would not be happy when he learned of this I thought as I Traveled myself back home.
He was already waiting for me when I stepped into our mansion sized home, left to us by my father. “I suppose that you have a brilliant reason as to why you do not have the girl with you Colton?” Uncle Stein asked me as I appeared in his study.
“Well for starters it would have been nice to know that a Traveler was going to be there. She threw everything off and then to make matters worse, she’s good. Real good.” I retorted.
“Well you know how things are, the visions we intercept are second rate at best, and we catch only the remnants of what we need.” The visions that Traveler’s received went straight to their precious Elders, we intercept them by hacking into the electronic files the Council uses to track missions whenever we can in attempt to change it.
“It’s no problem though; I know I can find her. And when I do you’ll be the first to know.” I looked him square in the eye so he’d know I meant business.
“Very well. Oh and your brother’s been looking for you.” He told me as I turned for the door.
My brother was the Rebel everyone looked up to. You could say he was one of the best; my job was to follow in his footsteps. Since our mother died when I was six and our father was lost in a time vortex caused by Travelers, the weight of the family fell onto him. Uncle Stein stepped in as a father figure to us but Sterling still thought it was his duty to be dad. “Hey bro.” I said once I found him out back.
“How’d it go?” He asked from underneath his newly restored 1965 black Ford Mustang. He had a thing for older cars and loved working on them. “Some chick threw things off but it’s under control.” I said nonchalantly. He rolled from under the car, oil smeared across his forehead.
“Was she a Traveler?” He looked up at me wiping the oil away.
“Yea, but nothing I can’t handle.” He rolled back under.
“Better not be. This one’s important Colt. We need that blonde. She just might be the thing to finally give us a one up on those wretched Travelers.” If anyone hated the Travelers more it was my brother. He had been right there when dad was sucked into that vortex. My dad was taking on a big mission and just as he began to Travel out the vortex appeared, leaving Sterling standing nearby and unable to help. In an instant he was gone and no amount of searching ever found him. But that was four years ago. No one was more determined in bringing down the Travelers than Sterling, and of course our Time Society. The Society was like our version of the Council, difference is that we get to elect our members. Sterling had hoped for a spot on the Society and with the way things were looking it wouldn’t be hard for him to be elected. I’d have to wait a few years however for that chance being that I was only nineteen. Society members had to be at least twenty one, Sterling was twenty two.
I left my brother to his car and went to get my game plan together. How was I going to find that girl? And my next question: how was I going to get her away from the gorgeous Traveler that took her? Stop thinking gorgeous Colt, she’s the enemy. I thought to myself. There could be no distractions. My job was plain and simple: get the blonde back at all costs. Even if it meant hurting her? My conscious rang in. Wait I got it! If anyone knew how to find someone it was Darren, he was the most skilled tracker our age that I knew. Since this girl had Rebel blood in her it would be a piece of cake. I pulled out my phone and texted him.
Hey man I got a job for you
Yea what up
Need you to do some tracking. I’ll be at your place in a few
Putting my phone back in my pocket and grabbing the keys to my Dodge Charger, I sped off to Darren’s. When I got there he was already getting things together to do the track. As usual Darren had on one of his many Nike shirts and some bright basketball shoes. His dark hair was cut low, skin brown, and he had a muscular build. He had large computer screen where he could keep track of ripples in time through some type of satellite detection. Since I travelled out right after she did he opened all the travel spots that happened around the same time. There were over two thousand results. “Hey chill out.” He said when he saw the look on my face. “I’m gonna narrow it down to the largest ripple. If she traveled with someone else then her ripple will be larger.” I calmed down as the list turned to only about thirty results. Then he eliminated ones that happened after I jumped. Sixteen. Just as he was about to do one more elimination another large ripple appeared but it only jumped places not time, it was the same size as one of the ones from the sixteen he weeded out. “I’ll bet my left nut that that’s your girl.” He turned said proudly. “You da man!” I told him.
“What can I say? I’m a pro in all that I do.” He bragged. I looked closer at the screen and realized she was right here in Falls Creek. Now what were the odds of that?
The scan said she was at the mall. It took me about twenty five minutes to get there since I lived just on the other side of town. The mall was so huge though. There was no way I’d find her. I walked past some chick’s store and the line was practically hanging out the door. Damn women love bras and panties don’t they? I thought to myself once I realized what store it was. I scanned the inside wondering if maybe she was one of the girls in line when I saw her. She was behind the counter wielding that scan gun like it was a lethal weapon. The line was instantly shrinking. Got her. I’d just have to wait until I could get her alone.
Alright so I am finally finished with My Sister’s Grave by Robert Dugoni. It has been such a good read. A real page turner. As I previously mentioned the book is centered around detective Tracey Crosswhite and the twenty year old disappearance of her younger sister Sarah.
Tracey and Sarah were very close. Her disappearance not only shook Tracey and her family but their entire home town. While a man was both tried and convicted for Sarah’s murder something about the evidence never sat right with Tracey. She quit her job as a teacher and entered the world of crime as a detective.
As Sarah’s remains are finally discovered in a shallow grave everyone is forced to relieve the horror all over again. While no one will listen to her pleas Tracey finally gets someone to pay attention to the evidence of the crime and realize that something indeed is not right.
Sarah’s convicted murderer is put on trial once again. Will Tracey finally get the answers she’s be searching for? Or are some things better buried?
Honestly this a real enjoyment for me. I found myself reading in every spare chance I got. The most frustrating part for me was the fact that the point of view would change just as things were getting good. While it was frustrating it also built the anticipation of finding out what would happen next. Dugoni does an excellent job of making you feel connected to the characters with flashbacks of Sarah and Tracey before she disappeared. I felt connected to both of them and therefore was all the more upset that Sarah died. I felt for Tracey in her quest to find real answers about what happened to her sister.
*SLIGHT SPOILER ALERT*
There was a mind blowing plot twist near the end that threw me so off the curve it was ridiculous. I definitely loved the ending of this book. It is also a series following Tracey in her life solving other crimes. I have not yet read any more in the series but if the rest are anything like the first then I will most certainly be looking to get my hands on them.
So I haven’t posted a review in a while just want to say that I’m currently reading a new book and its been great so far. The book is called My Sister’s Grave by Robert Dugoni. I know how morbid that sounds but I promise its not as bad as it sounds haha. The book is about chemistry teacher turned detective Tracey Crosswhite and the uncovering of her younger sister’s grave who went missing twenty years prior. Although Sarah’s body was never found she was presumed dead. When her grave is finally uncovered it leads Tracey to believe that the person is prison for her death may actually be innocent.
I’m only about midway through but this is a definite page turner. Review will be coming soon so keep an eye out.
The previews that I’m posting for my novel are in chronological order however I’m not posting them in the exact way that the book is written. I’m only choosing a few paragraphs from each chapter. So far I’m only up to chapter 3. Just thought I’d clarify that in case anyone was confused as to why they don’t exactly flow straight together.
Air, magic, and time swirled around me once again. Everything went still and I was in the dark street from my vision. The street was clear with the exception of one guy outside taking a smoke so I waited until he went back inside the building to materialize. I ran quickly to catch the side door before it closed behind him. I needed to find Rikki and keep her from going into that alley. I checked my watch. I had about two minutes to locate her. The place was a hole in the wall. Looking around I wondered how this place passed health code. Dimly lit lights disguised the dirty walls, the bar itself was dingy and decrepit. Middle aged men sipped on pints of beer in the corner while a younger crowd was clustered near the stage swaying as they listened to the band. I tried to look as natural as possible while searching for her. Finally I saw her blonde hair weaving in and out of the crowd. Rikki and her friends had beat me to the exit. I wormed my way through the thick throng of people and made it out just a few seconds after them. “Was that fun or what?!” The guy yelled out. “Hell yea, best birthday yet!” One of her friends slurred. “Good thing that bartender had the hots for Rikki here.” She threw her arm around Rikki’s shoulders “All I had to do was bat my eyelashes a little, show a little cleavage, and dance my ass off in his face.” Rikki beamed with pride “Oh and I might have slipped him a fake number” She giggled.
“You need a ride home Rik?” The guy asked.
“No I’m good I just live around the block and the nights so pretty. I’m just gonna walk.”
The group dispersed and the Rikki girl headed in the opposite direction. Her friends left the alley heading for the main road and Rikki was going straight in the direction of where the mugger would be lying in wait.“Oh just great!” I yelled out. Rikki did a 180 when she heard me. “Something wrong?” she asked.
“It’s my ride; they were supposed to be here by now.” I huffed in false frustration. “Oh well do you live far? I’m walking home but if you need a phone to call your ride you can at my place. My cell died” She kindly offered while holding up her pink Razor cell phone. I had almost forgotten how popular those things were back then. “Oh that would be great, I’ve been waiting for forever.” I sped up and walked closer to her.
“Do you come to this club a lot?” she asked me eyeing at my outfit. I looked nearly forgetting that I had on my work clothes. Black leggings, black tunic, skinny gold belt around my waist and my black ballet flats.
“Oh, no it’s my first time. Er do you want to maybe take the main road? It’s a little dark this way.” I said casually.
“Oh no this way is so much faster I live about a block away, we’ll be there in no time.” As we continued down the dark deserted street I scanned ahead looking for any sign of the mugger. Any minute now that man would pop up so I had to think fast. I was too late.
“Gimme your money now!” He yelled just as I was about to divert Rikki from passing the alley. I sprang into action and went barreling into him, being careful of the knife I knew he had. He took a swing into my sides. His eyes gleamed with rage. Using all my strength I pushed him off of me, I must have had a lot more strength than I knew because he flew backward into the wall. I grabbed Rikki’s hand and we took off.
“Wait, huh, what is going on?!” Rikki choked out as we ran. Once we had a bit of distance between us and him I looked back and saw the man getting up but just as he did another figure emerged from the shadows. Although the figure was hooded it was still obvious that he was also a man. He was of athletic build with broad shoulders. “Another one?!” Rikki screamed. This was not in the vision I thought to myself.The second guy began to attack the robber, his sleeve was then cut by the knife wielding maniac and it was then that I noticed the huge, glistening silver ring on his fingers. The large green gem in it sparkled in the moonlight. Even from a distance the ring seemed familiar. I stopped thinking about the stupid ring and focused on the danger that loomed. Why was this happening? Was this hooded guy saving us? Or was he here to kill us himself? I looked back at Rikki, she was freaking way out. “Somebody help!” She screamed. The fight between the robber and the mysterious man continued on. It didn’t take long for him to take out the robber. One last blow to the head and he fell the ground seemingly lifeless as his knife went flying out of his hand. The hooded dude stepped over the robber’s body and began to approach us, quickly. I still couldn’t make out his face but his body language didn’t exactly exude friendly. And to make things worse I couldn’t think straight with Rikki’s ear piercing screams. She took off and headed right into the street. I could hear something coming, something big. Bright headlights filled the dark street as a bus came into view; I shot forward catching up to her in a few seconds, right as the bus was directly in front of us. What I was about to do was completely restricted by the Time Council but I had no choice. I concentrated hard on being back home in my own time, I threw my arms around Rikki and we traveled right through the bus. Another terrified scream.