Blog Tour, Review & Giveaway: After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks (Celtic Fervour Series, #3) by Nancy Jardine

Monday, December 16, 2019





Title: After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks

Series: Celtic Fervour Series, #3

Author: Nancy Jardine

Genre: Adult, Historical Romance, Historical Fiction

Publication Date: April 19th 2018 by Second Edition Nancy Jardine with Ocelot Press

Format: E-pub

Source: I received this book by Rachel Random Resources Tour in exchange for an honest review.


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..".if the Celts are to achieve freedom from oppression, the rape of their lands, the slaughter of their people and hold fast to the dream of one day setting the might of the Roman Army to flight, they must stand and fight!" AD 73 Northern Roman Britain Brennus of Garrigill-Bran-monitors Roman activity across Brigantia. Stability prevails till AD 78 when Agricola, Governor of Britannia, orders complete conquest of all barbarians. Brennus heads north, seeking the Caledon who will lead the northern tribes against Rome. Ineda treks northwards with her master, Tribune Valerius - supplies officer for Agricola's Britannia campaigns. At Pinnata Castra, Ineda escapes and seeks fellow Brigantes congregating for battle in the north. Confrontation begins against the Roman Empire at Beinn na Ciche in AD 84, but where are Brennus and Ineda? The adventures of the Garrigill Clan continue... 






*** I received this book by Rachel Random Resources Tour in exchange for an honest review, thank you so much to Rachel and Crooked Cat Publishing for the opportunity to read and review After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks! ***

First I would like to sincerely apologize to Rachel and Mrs. Nancy Jardine for posted my review of After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks so late but thank you both so much for your understanding of posting this review late.  Oh my, my, my what a whirlwind of a book was After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks was for me. My emotions were all over the place reading this fantastic book that once again Mrs. Nancy Jardine's story sucked me in from the very beginning until the very end. After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks is the third book of the Celtic Fervour Series and I am so loving and enjoying this book series so much. I am not going into any details about this book because it is the third book of Celtic Fervour Series, but I will say how much I loved and enjoyed reading After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks so much.

The plotline and setting of this book AD 73 through AD 84 which I never read a book set on that year which I was surprised at how much I was addicted to the storyline and how I  wanted to learn more about those years and the war between the Celts and Brigantes. Also, I can tell that Mrs. Jardine studied and learned a lot of information about the war between Celts and Brigantes for her Celtic Fervour Series.

There is a lot of action and politically intrigued and spy's in After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks that kept me on the tip of my toes while I was reading this book and I also held my breath in a couple of the scenes. All the characters are diverse and amazingly well rounded especially the main characters which I won't say who they are because I don't want to spoil them for anybody. But my heart broke no shattered in a million pieces with everything the main characters were going through in After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks, especially what the main female characters were going through with her life in After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks she was struggling majorly in this book that I was rooted for her until the end.

The writing style flowed amazingly well that I couldn't put this book down. All and all I really and thoroughly loved and enjoyed everything in After Whorl Donning Double Cloaks that I can't wait to read the next book Agricola's Bane soon.











Nancy Jardine (Author)


– Nancy Jardine writes historical fiction; time-travel historical adventure; contemporary mystery thrillers; and romantic comedy. She lives in Aberdeenshire, Scotland, where life is never quiet or boring since she regularly child minds her young grandchildren who happen to be her next-door neighbours. Her garden is often creatively managed by them, though she does all the work! Her husband is a fantastic purveyor of coffee and tea…excellent food and wine! (Restorative, of course) 
A member of the Historical Novel Society; Scottish Association of Writers; Federation of Writers Scotland; Romantic Novelists’ Association and the Independent Alliance of Authors, her work has achieved finalist status in UK competitions.

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Release Day Blitz & Giveaway: Joy (Hell's Handlers, #7) by Lilly Atlas

Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Title: Joy
Series: Hell's Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: December 10, 2019
Life, death, trauma, healing; the Hell’s Handlers have been through it all over the past year. They’ve conquered old enemies, acquired new ones, and struggled through devastating upheavals. So far, they’ve come out on top, knocking down challenges by focusing on one essential ideal: family above all. With Copper at the helm, the Handlers are a patchwork family of bikers who will fight to the death for what they’ve created. 
And after all they’ve survived over the past three hundred and sixty-five days, the Handlers are ready to lay down their weapons, pick up their drinks, and coast through the holidays with nothing but joy in mind. But as often happens with life in an MC, Christmas takes a back seat to club drama.
As the year rolls to a close, the men and women of the club will experience new life, new chapters in love, and plenty of new beginnings. But not everything is sparkly and bright as dangerous enemies threaten the tight-knit group of rough and rowdy bikers. Will twenty-nineteen end in tragedy, or will the club once again emerge victorious in time to find a little joy for the holidays?
 
“All right, I think we are pretty much set then, don’t you?” Shell asked as she gazed across the booth at two of the most important women in her life, Toni and Stephanie. As friends, they’d come a long way in the past year or so. At first, Shell hadn’t been thrilled by Stephanie’s involvement with Maverick, at least after it had been revealed the other woman worked for the FBI. Fear for the club, fear for Copper, kept her a little cold initially, but now? After experiencing first-hand Stephanie’s loyalty to both Maverick and the club, Steph considered her a treasured friend.
More than a friend, really. Each of the club’s ol’ ladies had become her chosen family. Sisters of the heart. And one of their sisters was about to add another little one to the next generation of Handlers. Hence the baby shower planning meeting.
“Yeah,” Toni said. She and Shell had become instant friends almost from the moment they’d met when Toni took over the diner she’d inherited from her parents. The diner Shell worked at. “I’ve got the food and drinks covered. Ernesto agreed to cater for us. Holly is on desserts, of course, and she’s going to be running the show, day of. Shell, you and Chloe have decorations covered. Jazz is bringing the mommy-to-be around two, and our dear brave Stephanie here has come up with some games to play.”
Steph rolled her eyes as Toni and Shell snickered. “I’m having a hard time picturing Izzy playing any game that doesn’t involve beating someone bloody, but I’m giving it my best shot. Actually, since her due date was yesterday, I’m really hoping she’ll just go into labor before the shower.”
Izzy was going to make a…interesting mother, to say the least. A kick-ass tattoo artist who also happened to be an underground MMA fighter—though not for the past nine months—Izzy wasn’t exactly the PTA-joining, minivan-driving type. In fact, the pregnancy had been an astounding shock in the first place. Despite her less than maternal ways, Izzy was truly a phenomenal friend and all-around amazing woman. Shell had a feeling boy or girl, Iz was going to raise one incredible kiddo.
“Um, excuse me, Miss Toni?”
All three women turned toward the timid voice coming from the slip of a girl who stood near their booth, staring at the ground.
Toni’s expression softened, and she shifted to face the young teen. Her ratty sweatshirt hung off her small frame, and she wore jeans with torn knees. Not the fashionable kind, the old and worn kind. “Lindsey, what did I tell you about dropping the Miss?”
The girl shrugged her slight shoulders. Hanging in straggly strands down her back, her long auburn hair would be gorgeous if it had a good scrubbing and someone to style it properly.
Shell’s heart squeezed at the sight of the girl. She’d appeared at the diner a few days ago asking for a job. Since she was only thirteen and under the legal working age in Tennessee, Toni’s hands were tied. But of course, Shell’s compassionate friend found a way to help the girl without officially hiring her. She’d given her small jobs, taking out the trash, wiping tables, refilling napkin holders, and after each task had been completed, Toni gave the girl a meal and a little bit of cash.
Shell’s first thought was that the girl was a runaway and the authorities should be contacted. Toni had been reluctant but eventually agreed to call the sheriff’s department. Before they’d had the chance to place that call, Lindsey had sworn up, down, and backward she did not run away from home. She claimed to just be from a poor family and had begged them not to call the police.
Toni seemed to believe that about as much as Shell did, but Lindsey’s insistence on having a home limited their options. Toni hadn’t wanted to call the police regardless of Lindsey’s wishes. If it turned out the girl wasn’t lying, the cops would most likely call in child protective services, which wasn’t always a good thing. They needed more information before they acted, but details about herself were not something Lindsey dished out.
“You all finished with the trash?” Toni asked softly when it became apparent the gun-shy girl wasn’t going to speak again. Due to a rough past of her own, Toni had a soft spot for all troubled teenagers, but this girl seemed to have wormed her way into Toni’s heart more than most.
“Yes, ma’am.” Lindsey still hadn’t glanced up from where her tattered sneaker rubbed at a small scuff on the tiled floor.
“Oh no, ma’am is even worse than miss. Just Toni. Please.”
Lindsey nodded without looking up. She seemed as taken with Toni as Toni was with her, but she shut down when in a group. Or around men. So far, Shell hadn’t seen any signs of physical abuse, but she certainly had the skittish nature of someone who’d been mistreated.
“Well, thank you for coming around again today, Lindsey. You really saved me a lot of time and made it so I could get some other work done.” Toni dug a few bills out of her pocket and held them out.
Finally, Lindsey peeked up at Toni with a small smile on her face and two pink cheeks. “Thank you, ma—uh, Toni,” she said, snatching the money and holding it in a tight fist as though someone might try to snatch it from her at any point. Would they? Was that this poor child’s reality? Clinging to the lifeline of five dollars?
Whatever the reality of her situation, Lindsey seemed to be struggling just to make it through each day. Hopefully, Toni would be able to break through the girl’s wary exterior soon and provide more help than a few hot meals and a couple dollar bills. If she had a family in need of assistance, Toni would most likely move heaven and earth to provide it. If it turned out Lindsey was a runaway, well, Toni would probably let the girl move into the diner.
“Will we see you again tomorrow?”
Back to focusing on the floor, Lindsey nodded.
“Great. And, Lindsey?”
The girl tensed but gave Toni her attention.
“You have my phone number if you need anything, right?”
She nodded.
“Anything. At any time. And I mean that. I hope you’ll use it if you need it.”
“Thank you,” she whispered, then scurried out the front door.
“Gosh, that poor child,” Stephanie said, a hand pressed to her chest.
With a sigh, Toni nodded, her brown eyes following the girl as she darted across the parking lot. “Tell me about it. I’m trying to get some more information out of her, but she’s pretty locked up. She swears she isn’t homeless, but I’m worried. Do you think she’s lying, Shell?”
“I don’t know. Something seems off. Just breaks my heart.” Shell said as she tried to envision how difficult life would have been as a young teen on her own. It’d been hard enough surviving without help in her early twenties.
Across the diner, Shell’s own daughter let out a squeal of laughter as she sent her Barbie doll diving over the edge of a table. Shell couldn’t imagine a future where she’d kick Beth out of the house or one where Beth felt the need to run away. No, that little girl knew just how loved and cherished she was, no matter who she became or what she did. Hopefully, there was someone out there who felt the same about Lindsey, and if not, she had no doubt Toni would work her magic on the girl.
Shell’s lips curled as she watched her child entertain herself. Without thinking, her hand automatically moved to rest on her stomach. Though Beth was conceived in a traumatic manner, she’d been a blessing in ways Shell never could have imagined. And now that they lived with Copper, her daughter finally had the father she’d been denied for the first four years of her life.
Since moving in with Copper near six months ago, Shell—and Beth, for that matter—had never been happier. The man was attentive, affectionate, protective, and sexy as all get out. Shell hadn’t known one woman could have so many orgasms and still function.
Life was great.
Perfect, really.
Well, it had been until yesterday…
“Hello? Shell? Earth to Shell, come in Shell.”
She blinked. Toni’s form morphed into view as she waved her hand in front of Shell’s face. Her face heated. Both Toni and Stephanie were staring at her with expectant gazes from across the booth. “Sorry, uh, what did you say?”
Steph laughed. “Well, we said a lot. First, we asked if you were bringing Beth to the shower. Then when you didn’t answer, we asked if you were listening. When you still didn’t answer, Toni said she saw Copper running around the parking lot naked. When that didn’t even get your attention, we gave up. You good, girl?”
“Sorry, got lost for a second thinking about Lindsey. No, Beth and Copper are going on a daddy-daughter date tomorrow afternoon. I think I heard something about Frozen II and a big tub of popcorn.”
Toni pressed a hand over her heart. “Aw, he’s the cutest. Who the hell would have thought that giant, gruff, beast of a man would be the best daddy in the world?”
Shell smiled. She’d known. Of course, she’d known. How else could she have fallen in love with the man?
“Speaking of daddies,” Stephanie began, which had Toni groaning up at the ceiling.
“Please, if this is some sex story about you calling Mav daddy, just stop now. We don’t want to hear it. There’s not enough bleach in the supply closet to scrub an image like that from my brain.”
Shell giggled as she nodded. “She’s right, Steph. We love you, we love Mav, and we love that you’re all out there with your sex life, but there’s a limit to what our ears can handle.”
Face red, Stephanie tried to scowl, but her mouth couldn’t turn down since she was laughing as well. “That’s not what this is.” She paused, tilting her head. “Though you give me ideas. Anyway, I was just gonna ask who you think will be next?”
“Next?” Shell asked as she glanced over at Beth again. Her daughter still happily played with her dolls while munching on the French fries Toni had made her.
“Yeah, next on the baby train. Next to get knocked up. Next to repopulate the earth.” Steph sipped her coffee.
“Okay, I think we get it,” Toni said as she shook her head. “Well, we all know it’s not gonna be you.” She shot a pointed look in Stephanie’s direction.
“Nope. Not me. I’m uber careful about that shit. Babies scare the tar outta me. They’re all tiny and vulnerable.” She shuddered.
Shell snorted. “They’re actually a lot harder to kill than you’d think.” She shot Steph a wink.
“Well,” Toni said as she waved her hand back and forth. “It’s a dumb question anyway because we all know it’s gonna be you, Shell.”
“What? Me?” she squeaked. “Why do you say that?”
“Uhh, because you’re an awesome mom, you love kids, and you’ve mentioned a few times that you want a sibling for Bethy.”
“Not to mention your ol’ man is an old man,” Steph said as she shoved a ripped off chunk of muffin in her mouth.
“Thanks,” Shell said in a droll tone as her stomach fluttered. This conversation hit a little too close to home.
Toni bumped Steph with her shoulder. “He’s not old, he’s just older than Shell. The man is still sexy AF and probably will be when he’s eighty.”
True. So true.
“Well, we’ll see,” Shell said, pasting a smile on her face. It felt forced, fake.
“Yeah, we’ll see all right,” Steph said with a laugh. “We’ll see you get all big when you grow a monster-sized mini-Copper inside you.”
Despite her unease, Shell managed to chuckle. “We haven’t talked about it much actually. I’m still taking the pill, so…” She shrugged, hating the lies.
But she wasn’t ready to voice the truth.
“You’re crazy. That man can’t wait to knock you up.” Steph shook her head. “I give it until March. If you’re not carrying prez junior by March, I’ll…”
“Ohh, this could be good. You’ll what?” Toni said, turning her interested gaze on Steph.
“Yeah, what are you gonna offer me, Steph?” Shell waggled her eyebrows.
“Well—”
The bell above the entrance jangled. Glancing at her phone, Toni said, “Who is that? Zach isn’t supposed to be here for another forty-five minutes.” She stuck her head out the side of the booth to get a better view of the door then stiffened. “Shit,” she whispered.
“What?” Shell asked.
Across the booth, both Toni and Steph grew rigid and tense. Who the hell could it be? Shell stood slightly and glanced over her shoulder to where three men dressed very similarly to their own men strode into the diner. MC cuts, biker boots, bandanas, chains.
But one very big difference—the Chrome Disciples patch on each of their cuts.
  
  
 
Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.
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Release Day Blitz: Cherishing His Forever (Forever, #3) by LeAnn Ashers

Title: Cherishing His Forever
Series: Forever Series #3 
Author: LeAnn Ashers
Genre: Romance
Release Date: December 10, 2019
Jessica
I was eight months pregnant and on the run from my ex when I met the love of my life. The Navy Seal who saved me in more ways than one.
Chase made his way into my life, completely turning it upside down. He made me feel safe and gave me so many things I’d never fathomed I could have.
He became a dad to my son.
But just as my life started to feel perfect, I was hit with a bombshell. The mafia my ex belonged to had a bounty on my head.
Chase
My life truly started the day I met Jessica, and I vowed to keep her and our son safe.
But now they wanted her. And even worse, they were after my son.
What they didn’t know was that I was waiting for them. I had been trained for this.
I’d never let anyone harm my family. They’d have to go through me first.
They tried taking it all away, but they quickly realized it was a battle I would never lose.

  
LeAnn Ashers is a blogger-turned-author who spends her days reading and writing. She released her debut novel early 2016, and can't wait to see where this adventure continues to take her. LeAnn enjoys writing about strong-minded females and swoon-worthy, protective alpha males who love their women unconditionally.
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