BOOK BLITZ with REVIEW and TRAILER ~~ The Howling Heart by April Bostic
Title: The Howling
Heart
Author: April
Bostic
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber's
PR
Paige Donovan is an ambitious
college graduate who aspires to reach the top of the corporate ladder. She’s
climbing fast when given the promotion of a lifetime at a prestigious fashion
magazine in New York City. Her bright future comes to an unexpected halt after
news of her father’s death. She inherits his old cabin in the Colorado Rockies,
and just when she thinks her luck couldn’t get any worse, she has a car
accident in the mountains and awakens in the small, remote community of Black
River.
Soon, she’s engulfed in the
mystical world of Varulv---wolves descended from
13th century Scandinavia and blessed by Norse gods with the ability to appear
human. Paige is desperate to return home, but never expects to fall for her
rescuer, Riley Gray, a charming young werewolf from England who offers her an
alternate future with his pack.
Now, she must choose between the
career she’s always wanted and the love she’s always
dreamed.
~3 out of 5 Stars~
I always have a hard time
giving less than 4 star reviews when I know an author works hard at their work,
but my first belief is always that honesty to the author is much more helpful
than just being nice. That being said,
this certainly wasn’t a BAD book – I liked the idea behind the story very
much. And although this book wasn’t as
much for me, I can see where other readers may rate it higher.
The premise of the story
was very cute; where the story begins with two children meeting at a young age,
feeling an instant connection, then meet again in the same place when she
returns as an adult. The fact that he
never forgot about her, and was so drawn to her when she returned was also very
sweet.
However, after she
arrived, there were several parts of the story that didn’t feel right to
me. I don’t give spoilers in my reviews,
so I won’t say specifics, but I will say that there were countless instances
starting shortly after she got there, where it was hard to believe she would want
to stay there. I also never got that “awww”
feeling, or any feeling really, when it came to their relationship. It was more awkward to me, and Riley felt
more like a child, than the dream guy she saw.
As I said before, I see
where the author was trying to go with it, and it’s very possible that other
readers would find this story much more romantic, but it just didn’t work out
that way for me. But don’t take my word
for it if the story sounds good to you – we all have different opinions, and it
may be one that you love!
April Bostic is a New
Jersey-based, Adult Romance author who enjoys unleashing her creativity and
letting her imagination run wild. Her love of romance books inspired her to
become not just a reader, but also a writer. In December 2008, she
self-published her first novel, a contemporary romance with a supernatural
twist entitled "A Rose to the
Fallen".
Her first short story,
"Right Here, Right Now", released in January 2012, is an
erotic romance with a dash of S&M. The following year,
she released two more short stories: a romantic urban fantasy inspired by the
Greek myth of Eros and Psyche entitled "Eros, My Love", and a sexy
romantic comedy entitled "Love Addiction".
After five years, she released
her second novel, "The Howling Heart" in August 2013, a paranormal
romance that delves into the mystical world of werewolves and Norse gods. To
end her busiest year in publishing, April also released her fourth short story
in December 2013, a historical paranormal romance entitled "A Dark
Scandal".
Author Links:
Buy Links:
Although I couldn't see or move,
I heard voices around me. The first one was female, and she had an English accent
like Sheriff Gray. "She's still got a
fever."
Then, I heard a male voice.
"What if she doesn't wake up?" He had the same
accent, but he wasn’t the
sheriff.
At that moment, I realized they
were talking about me. "Don't worry...she
will."
"It's my fault.
Dad’s going to bloody kill
me."
"It's not your
fault. Stop saying that. She’ll be okay, and Dad will
understand."
"I shouldn't have
brought her
here."
"You did the right
thing by bringing her here. I can take care of
her."
There was a momentary pause.
"What if she finds
out?"
"That's for Dad to
decide."
The voices faded in and out.
Sleep bore down on me, but the last words I heard from the man stuck in my
head. "I'll watch over her."
A severely dry mouth and
splitting headache interrupted my peaceful sleep. I couldn’t hear the two
voices, but I heard breathing in my left ear like someone was sleeping next to
me. I tried to open my eyes so that I could ask them for water and medicine for
my headache. The weight on my eyes was gone, so I tried to open them, but they
felt sticky this time. I struggled to peel them open, blinking rapidly to
loosen my eyelashes.
When I finally opened my eyes,
they felt swollen. The pain in my head spread throughout my entire body. Dim
light surrounded me in this strange room. I lay on a bed and looked up at the
ceiling. I tried to speak, but my throat was dry. Only a quiet wheeze escaped.
A low groan followed as my headache pounded against my temples. I still felt
hot and sweaty. Layers of blankets covered me, and I wanted to yank them off.
When I touched my abdomen, I wore nothing but my bra and
panties.
My eyes darted around the unfamiliar
room. On the wall, I noticed a shadow of something next to me. What
the hell is that? I turned my head and saw a candle in the window,
but what cast the shadow scared me to death. A large, white wolf lay on the
floor beside me. There was no mistaking it for a dog. The bed was low to the
floor, and its head was close to mine. I opened my mouth wide, prepared to
scream, but wheezes and weak gasps escaped, instead. I thrashed my head against
the pillow, as if the motions would turn up the volume in my voice. Finally, a
shriek pushed through my sandpaper throat. It was a high-pitched squeal at
first, but then, it burst forth and filled the room. I sat up quickly. Aching
pain tore through my body, and I heard my bones crack.
The
wolf awoke with a start. It jerked its head up, and glowing, yellow eyes
blinked until they settled on me. I shrank away from it, nearly falling off the
bed, screaming until I went hoarse and gasped for breath. The wolf stood on all
fours, its size definitely that of a Great Dane. Our gazes locked for a brief
moment before the animal ran out the room. I sat against the headboard,
clutching the blankets against my chest. I was alone and terrified. Within
seconds, tears trickled down my
cheeks.
Comments
Post a Comment