The Undertaker's Daughter by Debra Webb ~ a Series Review

by MK French

Debra Webb just released the third book in The Undertaker's Daughter series: The Darkness We Hide. Since I'm new to the series, I read the first two books as well since this a series that you need to have the information from the previous books to truly enjoy. If you are looking for a great thriller, then pick up this series.

Finding Mrs. Ford by Deborah Goodrich Royce ~ a Review

by Susan Roberts

"A single gunshot cracks the air.  
Seagulls flutter and levitate above the sand as Mrs. Ford's dogs rise, barking.  The echo reverberates across the sea and back to her at the edge.  Mrs. Ford reaches down to pat the dogs. Sound dissipates.  Birds land.  Dogs settle." (p 3)

Cross Her Heart by Melinda Leigh ~ a Review

by Susan Roberts

"Bree was shaking so hard.  She could barely hold the phone to her ear.  'Mommy and Daddy are fighting.'
A slap sounded down the hall, and Bree flinched.  "Would you send the police."'  (loc 77)

The List of Things That Will Not Change by Rebecca Stead ~ a Review

by MK French

Bea's parents have gotten a divorce, but she knows that they will always love her. That's the first thing written in her notebook, where she keeps a list of things that will not change. Her father plans to marry his boyfriend Jesse, and Bea is thrilled. She likes Jesse and hopes that Jesse's daughter will be the sister she always wanted. As the wedding day approaches, Bea will learn that it takes a lot to create a new family.

Mages Rising by Rosalia Stillitano

by MK French

Lyria is a mage, and cannot reveal this to the nonmagical Terrians. The Revolution and Resistance believe that law needs to change and that Lyria's blood is key to returning magic to the world. But she doubts her ancestry and wants to stop the chaos that the mages plan to unleash.

Highland Sword by May McGoldrick ~ a Review

by MK French

Dalmigavie Castle, the Highlands
September 1820
The afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the high-walled garden beside the keep. The scents of autumn - rich and earthy - hung in the air, filling Cinaed's senses. His mother paused before a pair of rose bushes. The leaves were beginning to grow spotted and yellow, but a few red blooms lingered steadfastly in the protected space. (p.1)