Mark of the Raven, The Ranchero's Love, & A Bound Heart {Triple Book Review}

Image result for mark of the ravenLady Selene is the heir to the Great House of Ravenwood and the secret family gift of dreamwalking. As a dreamwalker, she can enter a person's dreams and manipulate their greatest fears or desires. For the last hundred years, the Ravenwood women have used their gift of dreaming for hire to gather information or to assassinate.

As she discovers her family's dark secret, Selene is torn between upholding her family's legacy--a legacy that supports her people--or seeking the true reason behind her family's gift.

Her dilemma comes to a head when she is tasked with assassinating the one man who can bring peace to the nations, but who will also bring about the downfall of her own house.

One path holds glory and power, and will solidify her position as Lady of Ravenwood. The other path holds shame and execution. Which will she choose? And is she willing to pay the price for the path chosen?


This whole book was amazing. But the characters were....wow.....and I mean wow in a good way. These characters were conflicted, had fears and doubts, and felt so real. I really felt I knew Selene (I mean....as much as you could). And Damien was the type of guy that you wish you knew in real life. The rest of the characters were amazingly well done and each had their motivations for things, so no secondary characters felt like secondary characters.

I don't think it would be proper to call the "romance" a romance because it wasn't really a romance, per se. Confusing, yeah. It will make more sense once you read it. But if it was a romance (which I'm hoping for in book two) then it was amazing.

The worldbuilding was also incredible! It takes a little to fully understand what the Houses are and their parts but it is so thought out and very believable.

One of my favorite parts was the symbolism with the light and the dark. It took me a while to fully grasp it but once I did....wow......It was very powerful.


Um....nothing. This was a truly amazing book!


There was a girl who got raped and Selene sees it in her dream. There is also mention of an affair.


This shouldn't shock anyone xP

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5 stars

I received a free copy of this book from Bethany House in exchange for my honest opinion.



Image result for the rancheros love book coverShe is running from her past… from the love she can't have…from the inescapable horror of her future. 

Rosalinda knows she will never escape her past, both the choices forced on her and the mistakes she's made. She longs to find a place to live in peace-where she can learn to mother her children and where Lucio Armenta won't be a constant reminder of the love she can never have. She doesn't count on her inability to avoid the ranchero, or the threats to her children and the burgeoning fear she has for them. 

Lucio wants to marry. However, Rosalinda, the only woman he's ever been attracted to, doesn't meet the ideals he's set for his future wife. When he discovers she, and her adorable brood, are accompanying him as he delivers horses and goods to his sister and brother-in-law, he objects. An objection that is overruled. He resolves to keep his distance as much as possible. A resolution he finds impossible to keep. 

When secrets from Lucio's past are exposed, and Rosalinda faces choices no woman should have to make, will their growing love, and their faith, survive? 


I always enjoy books whose theme is that of salvation. The theme that, no matter what you've done, you can be saved. Well, that was the theme of this book, and it was pretty well done.

The characters, for the most part, were done very nicely. Some did annoy me sometimes, and some characters did act like secondary characters, but for the most part, they were done very nicely. Rosalinda and Lucio were very interesting main characters and had a well fleshed out past, which initiated most of the conflict. Their internal conflicts didn't seem forced and were well written.

Rosalinda's children were so adorable! I love when writers write books with children as a focal point, and this book had it done very well. The children did actually seem like children and were not overly annoying.

I also enjoyed the setting. Aside from the American Girl Josefina books, I don't think I have read a book set in the Hispanic part of America. As a Hispanic myself, I very much enjoyed reading a book in a setting that I could sorta relate to.

I also sorta liked the romance. It was a kinda strange romance, but it was, at the heart of it, very sweet.


Something that bothered was how Rosalinda's personality changed. One minute she would be flirty, then serious, then crying, then angry, till you're just like, "Woah......wut just happened"

Some of the conversations were rather stilted, and it was a little jarring to read.

And yeah, the romance, I mean, it was fine and cute and all, but something felt....off. I can't tell what, but something was a little odd.


All of Rosalinda's children were born out of wedlock, and her lifestyle before she was freed was clearly that she was forced to be with a man. Throughout the book, there is this person who harasses her and the ending he is about to force her to do things with other people but she stands up for herself. And with the whole theme of the book, Rosalinda did not come from a clean past. But I will say that it was done rather tastefully.


I liked this book enough to give it

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4 stars

I received a free copy of this book from BookCrash in exchange for my honest opinion. 



Image result for a bound heartThough Magnus MacLeish and Lark MacDougall grew up on the same castle grounds, Magnus is now laird of the great house and the Isle of Kerrera. Lark is but the keeper of his bees and the woman he is hoping will provide a tincture that might help his ailing wife conceive and bear him an heir. But when his wife dies suddenly, Magnus and Lark find themselves caught up in a whirlwind of accusations, expelled from their beloved island, and sold as indentured servants across the Atlantic. Yet even when all hope seems dashed against the rocky coastline of the Virginia colony, it may be that in this New World the two of them could make a new beginning--together.

Laura Frantz's prose sparkles with authenticity and deep feeling as she digs into her own family history to share this breathless tale of love, exile, and courage in Colonial America.

First of all, the setting of this book was GORGEOUS. Just that opening sentence and I felt like I was right with Lark on the cliff in Scotland. I really enjoy Scottish and Irish stories and this book was made extra enjoyable because of that. Franz has an amazing capability to describe her settings and it made the book that much better. The setting really blew me away. A very well described setting adds a lot to the book and yeah, the setting and description were amazing.

The plot was also very interesting. It was something that I don't think I've seen done, and throw in all the settings was really great. The plot was just very well done overall.

I also really liked Franz's writing style. This isn't something I point out often (I think), but I don't normally notice the writing style. So it has to be really bad or really good writing to catch my attention. Luckily, this writing style was really good.

The characters were also en pointe (yes, ballet pun). I really enjoyed reading Magnus point of view. He was so serious and so good. Lark was also a great character and all the rest of the characters on the Isle of Kerrera were great and felt like real people.

Franz could have taken this romance in a whoooole other direction, especially since Magnus is married for about 1/4 of the book. But when stuff finally does happen and Lark doesn't hear from Magnus and yeah and there is THAT guy and yeah. You really learn to root for these two people even though they are able to marry (kinda) but separated.


I think the only thing that bothered me A LITTLE is that Lark was one of those girls with whom ALL the guys fall for. But that's it.


Larkin's mother was said to be a woman with low morales, and when the officers' pick their favorites it is clear what they are for. And Lark is almost forced to do something she clearly doesn't want to.


No surprise here!

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5 stars

I received a free copy of this book from Revell Reads in exchange for my honest opinion. 


Have you read any of these books? Do you want to? Which one seemed the most interesting? Which one are you most likely to read? 

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Hehe

*waves shyly

guess who's still aliveeeeeee


So yeah

I do know that I kindasortamaybedid disappear off the face of the earth after November.

Gonna be honest with y'all, November was a really rough month for me. With Nano and my violin competitions and SCHOOL (oh the joyyyy) I was really in over my head. Then December came and I just felt no urge to blog. I was still extremely busy with school and I had to set my priorities straight. So yeah.

I will be posting more regularly (hopefully a triple book review will be posted Sunday). And I will get to responding to comments and reading all of your FABULOUS posts.

Love you all <33

~Ceci

The Shared WIP Tag {Week 5: Bonus Party}


It's the last week of the Shared WIP Tag (and Nano ends today :P) and we have aesthetics, playlists, and snippets!!

Aesthetics


~ I will find my rightful place ~
Cipta


~ She will always be loved and cherished ~
Goldwyn

(honestly not 100% sure why I made one for Goldwyn...she doesn't play that big of a role [well, kinda but not really] but I just saw a bunch of pictures of babies and stuff and was like OKAY MAKING AN AESTHETIC FOR GOLDWYN)


~ I did not ask for this crown ~
Kile


~ I will rise above my station ~
Lilia


~ I bring hope to those who are brave ~
Xander


~ I want peace for my kingdom ~
Yohn


~ I am a quiet supporter of freedom ~
Zelia


~ I am a storm behind a smile ~
Zoe

Playlists

This playlist is one that I created for the Scroll of Wisdom


And here is one that I found that helped my inspiration


Snippets

“Why doesn’t Cipta go and train with Sir Elmeth and Sir Gerald and Sir Yeljo and Sir Malachy? He’s older than I am and he still hasn’t met them!”
Rothan stared at Kile quite intently for a few seconds. He had anticipated this question, and was trying to phrase his reply in the best way that the boy would understand. 
“As Prince Royale,” he began, “your duty will be to protect the people of Ilia Scriptura.”
“Sir Malachy told me that. But doesn’t Cipta have to protect our people to? He is going to be king one day.”
“Cipta will have to protect your people in a different way.”
“Using the Scroll of Wisdom and his head?”
Rothan allowed himself a small smile. “Yes, using the Scroll of Wisdom and his head.”
“So I’ll be in charge of keeping people safe with my sword?”
“Yes.”
“What if I fail?” 
Rothan had to admit that he was somewhat impressed at the deep question the five-year-old had voiced. “Come with me, Kile.”
He took Kile by the hand and led him to the sacrum. 
“Why are we here?” Kile whispered, his voice instinctively lowering as they entered into the place of worship. 
“Can you tell me who sits there?” Rothan asked, pointing to the three empty thrones that sat on the altar.
“The One, The Sacrifice, and The Wind sit there.”
“Are they sitting there right now?”
Rothan watched Kile’s face as he thought. The boy’s skin was a kaleidescope of different colors as the light filtered through the stain glass windows and fell on his face. 
“They could be,” Kile finally answered. “But I still don’t understand why you brought me here.”
“The One, The Sacrifice, and The Wind will help you whenever you have to protect your people. If you pray to them, they will be with you. You just need to remember that you can do nothing on your own, it is the Three that can help you do great things.”
Kile’s eyes grew wider as he stared at the empty thrones. Rothan noticed the awed expression on his face and smiled a full smile. 
“Kile!” 
The ten-year-old skidded to a stop and whirled around to glare at his brother. “What?”
“K - Kile,” Cipta sounded surprised, “what happened?”
“What happened?” Kile screamed. “Because you went and told Mother and Father, look what happened to my hand!”
He outstretched his hand, and Cipta winced at the sweltering marks on his younger brother’s hand. 
“I didn’t know that they would do that,” he whispered. “I just -”
“You just what?”
“I just wanted you to learn that you shouldn’t do that.”
“Did you want them to do this?” Kile’s eyes refilled with tears.
“Of course I did not!” Cipta wrapped an arm around him. “Wait right here.”
Kile sniffed and wiped his nose on his tunic sleeve. His legs kept trembling and he slouched against the wall. Cipta came running back, a linen cloth in his hand. 
“I asked a healer for a salve,” Cipta sat next to Kile and started to apply the salve on his hands.
Kile winced as the cool ointment touched his open sores. 
“Just,” Cipta sighed, “please don’t do something like that again.”
“But it’s the only way Mother and Father give me any notice,” Kile sniffed again.
“Do you really want them to notice you this way?”
Kile winced again and shrugged.
“It was rather tiring,” Zelia said in her low, soft voice. “But we brought books and games to entertain ourselves.”
“And we brought our ponies, so we road on them sometimes,” Zoe added. “Do you ride?”
“Of course I do,” Kile replied indignantly.
Zoe shrugged. “When do you think we can go riding.”
“What a wonderful suggestion, Princess,” Queen Natha swept into the room. “Cipta and Yohn are going to go see the warehouses, and Kile and the princesses shall go riding.”
“But, Mother!” Kile protested. “Why can I not go with Cipta and Yohn?”
“The princesses are going riding, and we cannot let them go by themselves.”
Kile huffed and looked longingly towards Cipta and Yohn, who were talking excitedly.
“Why don’t you show the princesses the play room, Kile,” Queen Natha said, giving her son a pointed look. 
“But I haven’t even eaten!”
“Then come to breakfast earlier, you can eat something later.”
Kile groaned and pushed his chair back. “The play room is this way.”
Kile had never been so happy to have his regular lessons. They meant that everything was back to normal. While he didn’t look forward to spending a lot of time with Sir Gareth again, at least he wouldn’t be stuck with Zoe and Zelia all the time. 
But he was excited to see his trainers again. 
“Look who finally decided to join us again!” Sir Yeljo ruffled his hair. 
“Ah! So you haven’t forgotten us!” Sir Gerald smirked.
“Of course I didn’t forget you!” Kile cried indignantly. “I was just stuck with Zoe and Zelia the whole time.”
“Did you not like the princesses?” Sir Elmeth asked. Sir Malachy suppressed a laugh.
“No! Zoe talked to much and Zelia was very quiet.”
“Did she talk as much as Sir Gareth?”
Kile pondered his response. “I would actually rather hear her talk than Sir Gareth.”
The four men exploded into laughter. 
“You will forever make us laugh,” Sir Malachy grinned, “but we do actually have to teach you something, so let us start with archery.”
“That’s my worst thing,” Kile admitted.
“Then we need to work on it the most.”
“What about jousting?”
“We’re waiting till you are a little taller.”
Kile straightened himself up all the way. Finding that he didn’t even come to Sir Malachy’s shoulder, he slouched again and went to get his bow. 
Kile often wondered what he was searching for, going from tavern to tavern. His soul was telling him that he was searching for something. Some fulfillment. Something to make life worth living. 
His friends told him that drink, money, women, food, riches, power, and all the things that anyone could desire would “Fill him up”. And so he went to taverns with them. He ate, drank, and was merry. In the moment, he did feel happy, wanted, loved, satisfied.
But walking home the feeling left. He was empty as he roamed the empty streets. What was he looking for? What would give him fulfillment?  
What was his life’s purpose? 
Whenever Kile’s muscles ached and screamed, his favorite thing to do was to grab a stack of books (his favorites being adventure and romance), lock his door, and read under a mountain of blankets till he fell asleep. 
He was in the middle of that ritual now, but his mind kept wandering to the conversation he had had with Cipta earlier that day. While Cipta tutoring him wouldn’t be the ideal way that he would spend more time with his brother, there were benefits.
His parents might start noticing him. He would be spending time with his brother. He would be learning things. 
“Fine then!” Kile grumbled as he dug his way out of his mountain of blankets. “But I will come back and see if Lord Ulysses will defeat the theras and save Lady Alethea.”
“You wanted to see me?” Kile asked stiffly. Rothan looked up from a document he was reading.
“Ah, yes, Kile, sit.”
Kile sat. Rothan continued reading and Kile began twiddling his thumbs. Then he picked up an odd looking paperweight on the fairy’s desk and studied it. Then he skimmed through a book.
“Did you call me here for a reason?” Kile demanded as half an hour passed and Rothan still hadn’t said why he called him to his office. 
“Ah,” Rothan looked up, as if he had forgotten Kile was sitting there. “I didn’t call you.”
“Then why am I here?”
“Your parents called you.”
“So you’ve made me make them wait because you forgot to mention that?” Kile felt panic rise as he pictured his parents’ faces.
“No, no,” the fairy waved at him to sit again. “Your parents are coming here.”
“Oh.”
A few more minutes of silence.
“Did they tell you why they wanted to see me?”
“No.”
“Do you know why?”
“No.”
“Do you have an inkling why?”
“No.”
“Not even the smallest one?”
“No.”
Rothan looked up and Kile found that he was smiling. 
“You are still the same person underneath all your armor,” he remarked. 
“What?” Kile wrinkled his brow in confusion. 
“You are still that little boy who asked too many questions for his own good.”
“Now the truth comes out, I did pester you.”
His thoughts grew more conflicted as he walked down the halls. All the servants were bustling around, doing various tasks for the banquet that was going to be held after the ceremony. None seemed to notice him. Was he so invisible that even the servants didn’t see him. 
The world seemed to move in slow motion. He could see every single movement. The way the servants averted their eyes as he passed by them. The way that the maidservants swerved away from him as they approached him. The way that the older servants looked at him with disgust. With disappointment. 
Was that what the people thought of him? As a romping womanizer with no respect for anyone? He almost laughed. 
Yes, he did sometimes (very rarely) have too much to drink. Yes, he did like to have fun, but he would never touch a woman he wasn’t married to. His parents had taught him that much. He did respect people.
How funny. People thought they knew him, that they had him all figured out. They didn’t know him. No one knew him. They all knew the fake Kile. Not the real Kile.
Who was the real Kile?
He, Kile, couldn’t even answer that question. That was very depressing. He didn’t even know who he was. He envied Cipta. He knew himself. He knew who he was going to be. 

Well, I hope you enjoyed those!!! Make sure you go check out the rest of the amazing peoples posts! This was sooo much fun to do! :D

Julia @ Lit Aflame
Melissa @ Quill Pen Writer
Brooklyne @ Showers of Blessings
Keturah @ Keturah’s Korner



How was your Nano? Which was your favorite character aesthetic and snippet? What comes next for you in the writing process? 

Know the Novel {Part Two: Within The Novel}



1. How’s the writing going?

Well, with Nano ending in one day and me only at 21k words.....some might say pretty bad. But I don't consider myself to have failed. This Nano I really wanted to get to 50k words, and I pushed myself pretty hard for the first weeks. But....life y'all. November is the most stressful month for me. School is really hard and I have a really big competition in the beginning of the month. This year I actually won in my division (O_O) so I've been prepping for that. I was burning out by the end of week 2 and then I knew I had to get my priorities in order. My school, violin, and self-care had to go before writing. And then I made peace with that. So that's how the writing has been going :P

2. What’s been the most fun aspect about writing this novel so far?

The worldbuilding and characters!!! I didn't finish worldbuilding before Nano (I'll probably break from the story and finish that up before going on) but what I did have really helped me! I love the way Ilia Scriptura is structured, even though there will be a lot of fixing going on during the editing. And I've also loved finding out how complex my characters are than I thought they were going to be.

3. Has your novel surprised you in any way?

It has in the sense that I didn't expect certain characters to be so conflicted.

4. What do you think of your characters at this point? Who’s your favorite to write about?

I really love all my characters right now ('cept those who are mean to my little cinnamon roll). My favorite to write is probably Kile (which isn't a surprise as he's the main character) but I also really like writing Cipta, which I didn't expect. I also really loved writing little Kile and little Zoe :D

5. If you were transported into your novel and became any one of the characters, which one do you think you’d be? Would you take any different actions than they have?

He....I'd probably be Zelia. And as to if I would change her actions, I actually don't think so. I can't tell you why because #spoilersdearchildrens

6. Give us the first sentence or paragraph and then 2 (or 3!) more favorite snippets!

Prince Royale Kile couldn’t make up his mind if starting school was a good thing or a bad thing. On one hand, he had an overwhelming curiosity and enjoyed learning about different things. But on the other hand, it was school, and he would be stuck in the schoolroom for hours on end. 
“Ay! The little prince has joined us!” 
Kile nearly tripped over his own feet as he glared up, wondering who it was who would address him with such impertinence. A big burly man stood there, surrounded by three other men, each holding swords.
“Who are you?” Kile demanded.
They all laughed and Kile glared. 
“I’m Sir Elmeth,” the first man said, as he stilled his laughter, “That is Sir Yeljo, Sir Gerald, and Sir Malachy. We will be your combat trainers.”
“Ya, get used to Yeljo’s ugly face because you’re going to be seeing a lot of it, little prince,” Sir Gerald laughed, then ducked a playful punch that Sir Yeljo threw.
After scrutinizing the four men for a moment, Kile decided that he like them a lot better than he liked Sir Gareth (who, in his opinion, talked too much and bowed too much), and smiled. 
“Ah,” Sir Malachy grinned, “we got a smile out of the little prince.”
“Do you have to call me ‘the little prince’?” Kile asked, still unsure of what he felt about that name.
“Do you want us to call you by your full title then?” Sir Elmeth replied, trying to keep the smile off his face. 
Kile, who lived in terror of his full title, shook his head.
“Protocol prevents us from calling you by your given name, and Prince Royale Kile is too stuffy.”
After pondering that logic, Kile gave in and nodded. “But what are you going to call me when I’m taller than you are?”
This sent the four men into storms of laughter, leaving a very confused Kile, who didn’t see anything in his question but a legitimate concern: What were they going to call him when he towered over them? They couldn’t call him ‘the little prince’ when they were small to him?
Zoe, princess royale of Ilia Couragis, glared at Prince Royale Kile. 
“I wish Xander and Lilia were here,” she said to her twin, turning her back on the frustrating boy.
“Who are they?” Kile asked, his voice bordering on disgust.
“Our best friends,” Zoe shot back, “and I’m going to marry Xander when I’m older. He loves me.”
“How do you know that?”
“He told me. We’re getting married as soon as I turn eighteen.”
“Well, who’s his father?”
“Why does that matter?” Zoe sniffed. “His father is our stable master.”
“You can’t marry him!” Kile declared.
“Why not! I can marry anyone I want!” 
“He’s a servant. You can’t marry servants.”
“Servants marry servants.”
“But you’re a princess,” Kile scoffed, “you have to marry a prince or a noble.”
“I can marry anyone I want!” Zoe crossed her arms and stomped her feet.
“Maybe Xander will be a king one day!” Zelia offered, trying to make peace.
Zoe said, “Yeah!” and Kile said, “Whoever heard of a servant becoming a king?”
“Servants can be kings,” Zoe rolled her eyes. 
“That’s ridiculous!”
“No it isn’t! If the kings are bad, then the servants chop off their heads and make themselves kings!”
Kile rolled his eyes and left the room.
“We were wondering if you were going to join us, little prince!” Sir Yeljo joked. 
“Are you ever going to stop calling me that?” Kile pretended to be annoyed. 
“No!”
What had seemed as a silly question when he was younger was now a legitimate concern. Kile was taller than all of his trainers (even though Sir Elmeth was only a hair shorter), and yet they still called him ‘little prince’. He might have pretended to hate the nickname, but Kile would have been devastated if they had stopped. 
“So,” Kile threw his apple core away, “what are we doing today?”
“First,” Sir Elmeth rubbed his hands together, making Kile anxious as to what nefarious plan his trainers had gotten up, “you are going to run.”
“What! I hate running!”
“That’s why we’re making you do it,” Sir Gerald chuckled. 
“How far?” Kile groaned. 
“Three times around the castle,” Sir Malachy grinned.
“What! Three times?”
“Aye, so I would get moving, little prince.”
Kile grumbled something about “over pompous trainers” and headed sluggishly towards the gate.
“We said run!” Sir Yeljo called, “not move-like-a-snail!”
He threw a glare over his shoulder, sending the other men into torrents of chuckles, and started running. Kile loved how those four men seemed to be the only ones pushing his boundaries, forcing him to do things he didn’t like in order to get stronger. Where would he be without them? No, the more pertinent question was, who would he be without them?
Probably some fat prince who can’t see his toes, Kile thought with a chuckle as he ran faster. 

7. Have you come across any problem areas?

Not yet. I just finished writing one of the big parts where stuff goes down but that's still at the beginning. But no doubt I will hit a problematic spot.

8. What’s been your biggest victory with writing this novel at this point?

I think (THINK) that it is maybe showing Kile's despair? You can't tell from the snippets above but there are some scenes that I'm like, "WHY AM I SO MEAN TO YOU MY CHILD????"

9. Be honest, have you killed any characters off yet?

Nope, not yet :P

10. Take us on a tour of a what a normal writing day for this particular novel has looked like. Where do you write? What time of day? Alone or with others? Is a lot of coffee (or some other drink) consumed? Do you light candles? Play music? Get distracted by social media (*cough, cough*)? Tell all!

Ahahahaha.

So.

My normal writing day would be writing a few words every now and then while I'm doing school. Then after I get home from dance or orchestra and practice violin and do more school, I'll start writing at 11 pm till around midnight.

That is so not healthy.


So Nano will be done tomorrow! How did you think you did? How is your novel going? What was your favorite part of Nano? Also! Tomorrow is the last day of the Shared WIP Tag and it's going to be all fun goodies! So make sure to come back then!