Book Review: In the Best Interest of the Child #1

Book Title: In the Best Interest of the Child #1 unnamed

Book Author: Felicia Denise

Genre: Women’s Fiction, Contemporary Fiction

Source: K.U.

Rating: 5 Dragon Paws 5 paws

NOTE: This book is intended for 18+ only due to language, sexual activity and scenes of child abuse and near-rape. Those with emotional triggers should reconsider purchasing this book.

Side note: R&R Blog Tours shared with me a sign-up for a cover reveal for the second book in the series by Felicia Denise. I decided to read the first book before being willing to do a cover reveal. ^_^ And…

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The first book is amazing! Read it!

Also, stay tuned to see the cover reveal here on Thursday, June 29th

Felicia has a WordPress blog. You can check it out here.


You guys know me. I don’t read things that could be emotional triggers, but I had to read this one and I’m glad that I did. This a good reading for those of us who read contemporary novels. ^_^

The characters are fantastic and so is the writing. There are several typos, but they don’t take you out of the novel. Because it is an emotional roller coaster for the main character-Olivia, one may get attached to her and root for her happiness. She suffered through much and we get inside her head through her thoughts and memories. She is a successful child advocate attorney and helps out kids…to not become foster kids if she could help it. Her next charge, Rena, brings out old wounds and we get to see why she’s so good at her job. Great character!

The emotions in the novel are raw. One minute, I was liked I had her weight of the world on my shoulders and the next, I had the biggest grin plastered on my face thanks to Bruce. Olivia was grinning and laughing and so was I. Great writing!

Felicia was able to show some dark moments, but they didn’t stay in the reader’s mind for long because she would throw in something good. The Bellamy clan in also fantastic. So fun and there’s a thing about B’s. Read to find out what I mean.

I highly recommend it and it’s on K.U., so those of you who have K.U. don’t have a choice. 😉


Deity’s Soulmate

Stop number 5 of the RABT Book Tours for Deity’s Soulmate!

On A Reading Bender

YA Fantasy and Adventure
Date Published: April 1, 2017
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From author Angelina Kerner (Seven Hours: Challenge Accepted) comes an all-new fantasy series about Gardenia, a daughter of Athena, and her 100 years of coursework on how to create whole new worlds and subjects of her own.
A sheltered schoolchild in a realm of condescending gods and goddesses, Gardenia goes to Earth on a dare to  witness the unsavory side of mankind for herself.  Believing she can do better, she undertakes the formation of an entire galaxy, but without permission from Zeus.
Zeus disciplines her by assigning an epic 13-fold creational lesson destined to take her a century to complete.  But he is taken aback once more when she makes an odd choice.  She vows to fulfill this knowledge quest by tracking down a lost race of dragons, and discovering the secrets they’ve kept since time began.
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4th month of life- mother and author combo

He’s 4 months old and still adorable. ^_^

There were a couple more baths for me! Thank you to hubby and grandma for helping out.  It may be trivial, a bath, but seriously to a mother that’s better than buying a pair of sexy high heels.

He met a couple more people during his 4th month and we even went over to my mother’s friends house. She gave us a car seat as a gift before he was born and I wanted to thank her and show her that we’re using it. ^_^ Also, he got to meet one of my urban planning professors from university. The professor was one of the best in my time there and so I invited her over and she could make it. She missed the baby shower due to having a cold. He received a couple of new outfits from her and a bath set. He really liked the frog towel puppet. ^_^

Toys. He’s grabbing on to rattles and small toys. He still likes biting on towels. It’s absolutely adorable. He’s also finding annoying that he can’t sit up. I guess, he’s tired of always being on his back though he does have tummy time. I took some awesome photos but being Russian and believing in superstitions, I think I will not share them yet.

Music. He loves it! Here are his favorite toys:

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I ordered yesterday another photo album from Shutterfly. Lots of great memories of his 4th month of life.

Guess what? Guess what? Guess what? Guess what?




He laughed!!! He first laughed with hubby and weeks later he laughed with me. He likes the sound – chrum. Like when someone is eating. ^_^ Happy kiddo means a happy mommy. Though this made me think:

We need to learn how to laugh. It’s not something that comes easily. Crying though does. Why?

Also, he doesn’t have much of 3-6 months of age clothing and more of 6-9 months. 6-9 months is okay to wear because of the diaper. He’s comfy and I’m happy. I got 6 pages in the album of just his outfits (of course with him wearing them). I believe that in the future he will say – Mommy! I was your doll!

Now, onto the author portion.

One of the virtual tours is live! Schedule is here.


Second virtual tour is being organized at the moment and will be coming soon!

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fireDid some more editing of Into the Flames– . First 3 chapters had been fixed for the most part. Still a couple of rough paragraphs, but hey it happens and it’s not a final draft yet.

The last short story had been published! All of the short stories can be found here.

I did do more reading… didn’t finish any – still reading these:

  1. Candlelight by P.S. Meraux
  2. The Curious tale of Gabrielle (Book 1) by Zachary Chopchinski
  3. Crimes against a Book Club by Kathy Cooperman
  4. Dead Wrong by Lee Dobbs
  5. Floozies and Fallout by Ravenna Young

Remember in my  last post, I said that I won an arc? Well for reading, I received 2 bookmarks. ^_^


It’s funny but my post for Dead Over Heels By Theresa Braun Book Blog Tour with R&R Book Tours happened on his birthday of 4 months! My post is here.


Also, I’m part of the Launch Party Mega Blitz! Go here for more info!

So yeah. Been one busy month with lots of new experiences. Thank you for sticking to my blog. I know that I’ve been lacking in posts, but hey I’m still here. If you want to talk or have any questions, leave a comment in the comments section or on my social media. ^_^

Angelina Kerner

Tour Kick Off: Deity’s Soulmate by @kernerangelina #booktour #yafantasy


Starts here!

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June 12 – RABT Book Tours – Kick Off
June 12 – Mello and June – Spotlight
June 13 – Books, Dreams, Life – Excerpt
June 14 – Beach Bound Books – Spotlight
June 15 – My Reading Addiction – Interview
June 16 – On a Reading Bender – Spotlight
June 17 – Bound 2 Escape – Excerpt
June 19 – Mythical Books – Spotlight
June 20 – Spunky N Sassy – Excerpt
June 21 – Charline Ratcliff – Spotlight
June 22 – Just Us Book Blog – Excerpt
June 23 – Crystal’s Chaotic Confessions – Excerpt
June 24 – Eskimo Princess – Spotlight
June 25 – Chosen By You Book Club – Excerpt
June 26 – Devorah Fox – Spotlight
June 27 – Full Moon Bites – Interview
June 28 – For Love of Books 4 – Spotlight
June 29 – Novel News Network – Review
June 30 – A Life Through Books – Interview
July 1 – Trendy, Sexy, Cool – Excerpt
July 2 – The Avid Reader – Excerpt
July 3 – J Bronder Book Reviews – Review
July 5 – Two Heartbeats – Spotlight
July 6 – Texas Book Nook – Review
July 7 – Momma and Her Stories – Spotlight
July 8 – Jazzy’s Book Reviews – Excerpt
July 10 – The Indie Express – Review
July 12 – Silver Dagger Scriptorium – Spotlight
July 14 – Full Moon Bites – Interview
July 15 – Evermore Books – Excerpt
July 18 – Cloe Michaels Reads – Review
July 21 – RABT Reviews – Wrap Up

Deity’s Soulmate Book Trailer— LITERARY TITAN

From author Angelina Kerner (Seven Hours: Challenge Accepted) comes an all-new fantasy series about Gardenia, a daughter of Athena, and her 100 years of coursework on how to create whole new worlds and subjects of her own. A sheltered schoolchild in a realm of condescending gods and goddesses, Gardenia goes to Earth on a dare […]

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Literary Titan Book Awards June 2017 — LITERARY TITAN

The Literary Titan Book Awards are awarded to books that have astounded and amazed us with unique writing styles, vivid worlds, complex characters, and original ideas. These books deserve extraordinary praise and we are proud to acknowledge the hard work, dedication, and imagination of these talented authors. Gold Award Winners Silver Book Award “For me, […]

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#Blog Tour: Dead Over Heels by Theresa Braun #ShortStory #Paranormal #Romance #Giveaway #Ghosts


Book Title: Dead over Heels Dead Over Heels Cover

Release Date: November 16, 2016

Book Author: Theresa Braun

Genre: Paranormal/ Paranormal Romance/ Ghost Story

Source: R&R Blog Tours

Rating: 4 Dragon Paws 4

For 16+.


Veronica’s first date with Sebastian not only stirs up a powerful attraction, but also a series of supernatural events that will tear them apart.

After countless hours of dead end online dating, Veronica meets up with Sebastian at a reportedly haunted restaurant, since he knows she has a fascination with the paranormal. While enjoying their meals and each other’s company, they share a shocking supernatural experience. Their romantic connection is overshadowed by the ghosts of their own pasts that threaten to destroy their budding relationship. Veronica decides she must return to the restaurant to face her past and dig up more answers. Unfortunately, she realizes she must go back, this time with a reluctant Sebastian. In the end, they join forces against the evil that stands between them, but will they make it out alive?

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“The problem is, I never knew that finding the one would be such a double-edged sword.”


This is an interesting short story about romance, ghosts, and heels. I won’t spoil anything, but heels really do play a major role and one will understand the cover after finishing read.

I decided to read this short story because of the cover, it’s very beautiful and eye catchy, though after finishing the story, I don’t get the pose. Why are they dancing? It could be because of what’s happened with the ghosts, but wouldn’t it be Veronica on the cover?

I praise the author for sending chills down my spine. For a ghost story to be successful, one needs to scare the reader. I wasn’t scared, but was intrigued. The way the ghost scenes were written was chilly because they seemed realistic. Well done!

If you’re looking for a fast read and don’t have a time on your hands, then this paranormal short story is for you.

About the Author:

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Theresa Braun was born in St. Paul, Minnesota and has carried some of that hardiness with her to South Florida where she currently resides with her two fur babies, who are her creative sidekicks. She enjoys delving into creative writing, painting, photography and even bouts of ghost hunting. Traveling is one of her passions—in fact, her latest adventure took her to Romania for a horror writers’ workshop where she followed in the steps of Vlad the Impaler. She writes horror fiction and the occasional romance. She blogs about writing, television shows, movies, and books, and all things dark. Her short stories are published in Under the Bed Magazine, in Hindered Souls, in The Horror Zine, in Schlock! Webzine, and by Frith Books. Upcoming stories to appear in Monsters Exist and Hardened Hearts.

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Giveaway: Click HERE for your chance to win a digital copy of Dead Over Heels


Blog Tour Schedule

~June 5~

Reads & Reels (Promo)

Tranquil Dreams (Review)

Beware of the Reader (Promo)

~June 6~

The Bookworm Chronicles (Excerpt)

Didi Oviatt (Review)

~June 7~

Nesie’s Place (Review)

~June 8~

Between the Lines Book Blog (Review)

~June 9~

Where Dragons Reside (Review)

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Happy Blogging Anniversary to me!

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In honor of today, I’m doing something different!

Leave a comment below. Let me know your 3 favorite:

  • writing tip that I posted
  • short story that posted
  • book review that I posted


After that, send me a message through the form (That way I’ll have your email address and it won’t be public) that you have left me a comment with a copy of it.  Also let me know which of my works – Deity’s Soulmate – or – Seven Hours: Challenge Accepted-  that you would like to receive as a Kindle Gift and I will send over the gift.

Thank you! I can’t wait to hear your favorites!

Angelina Kerner

My 2017 Reading/Blogging Goals Update

So a couple of updates since my January post about my reading/blogging goals.

A gift of Short Story


It took a lot longer than originally planned and I apologize to Nil and the rest. When I created the “A gift of short story,” I was pregnant and excited to be writing because I knew that I wouldn’t be able to read or write as much, but then the last months before my son graced me with his presence, made me very tired. However, all of the short stories have been posted and could be found here.

Blog Tours


Coming soon!

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Discussion posts

I haven’t really made any so far this year so this is on my To Do list! What do you guys want to discuss. You can point me in the right direction and I’ll set it up.

Goodreads Challenge 

My Goal: 20 Books

So far: 17 Books

17 books

Keep reading happy books

I think for the most part, 95%, I consider the books to be happy.

Piggy bank

It’s where you drop a dollar in a jar or a piggy bank every time you finish a book! So far I have $17!

Publish 2nd edition of Deity’s Soulmate

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How are your goals going? Accomplished much yet?

The gift of short story for Nil

Winter’s Revelation

The flickering flames warmed my frozen fingers and I breathed a sigh of relief leaning back and resting against my horse’s legs. I found some scraps of food left in my bag and had the last of the water. The storm was in for the night and would be too dangerous to carry on. Adding more wood onto the fire, I took out the map of the kingdom, studying it and working out my next route.

“Soon your blood will be on my hands and I will dance on your rotting corpse.”

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On the third sunrise, I edged out of the forest and overlooked the snow covered town of Ewhurst. I petted Rain’s neck and lightly kicked him down the slope, keeping to the stone path. My eyes were scanning the landscape when I heard snap of a branch and un-moving I carried on watching Rain’s ears twitch.


The ambush came moments later. Rain first kicked the man in front of us and then the man behind us. I quickly cartwheeled off and gripped my two daggers. While the two man lay moaning in the dirty blood covered snow, the others went for the kill, or so they thought.

The fight ended minutes later. Rain and I went off after taking their gold coins. We traveled fast and swift with no more stops. It was night when Bodiam Castle of England loomed over us.

Moat? Why is it always moats? Though I did like the look of that ice.

I needed to find a place to keep Rain. I brushes his main and smiled. Rain was like me, an orphan and had trust issues.

When I was young, a guild had stolen me from mine in revenge towards the master. I was kept tied to a pole for days with only water to kill my thirst. Rain had been stuck there, too. A horse that was meant to be broken but was stronger than anything they threw at him.

At night, my guild saved me along with Rain. I was the only one that Rain allowed to come to him so I learned from the master how to take care of him and we bonded. That was when the master started training me in the arts of war. Sure, I was a girl, but he wasn’t gender biased which was rare for our time. He wanted me to be able to defend myself. I respected him for it and accepted assassination jobs when I turned sixteen. And when I turned eighteen, I started training for my biggest assassination job assigned- killing the king.

Five years had passed since I had started training to kill him. One would think that it was weird to train for so long because most assassination jobs didn’t really need much preparation, but the king was a special case and the man who requested it, gave a deadline of six years. My master told me that the man would use that time to gather allies so he would take care of the kingdom. My master and father respected the man, not the just the money and accepted the job. He gave the job to me.  

It was easy. Dressing up in huge dresses. Flirting with men with status and getting them alone. It didn’t sit well with me in the beginning, I admitted. Letting men touch my arms and allow them to run their fingers up my thigh when they thought that I was a harlot. I actually hit the first man with a broom. My master was close by and he finished the job. It was embarrassing, but soon I learned that their advances were nothing when I had the full control. Alone was when I went for the kill and no one ever linked me to the crimes, unlike my brethren of the guild. Now, my task was to assassinate the king and I needed to get inside the castle.

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Bodiam Castle wasn’t the king’s but that of his former knight, Sir Edward Dalyngrigge. It had various chambers built around the outer defensive walls and inner courts. High towers were at the entrance and the corners, topped with crenellations. It’s those square wiggly formations at the top that children would draw whenever they would be thinking about castles. And tonight, horses and horse led wagons rode through the entrance. I wasn’t stupid. The best way to get in into a castle like this was during a party.

My master had arranged me an escort who was due to show any minute now. I was to change in the wagon while he was to ride at the front. The man only agreed because he owed my master a favor. I hid Rain and waited by the road.

When a wagon pulled up, a hand made our signal through the blinds and I got inside while a middle-aged man got out and jumped to the front seat.

I found a gorgeous dress which I put on fast. I had kept my leg ties where I slid in my daggers. After I checked myself all over, I pulled my head out and signaled for the man to return inside.

The road was bumpy and we didn’t speak. Less chance of remembering our voices that way. At the entrance, the guards checked the wagon and my escorts invitation. I stayed silent then as well while being ‘thankful for the heavy dress.’ The heat was welcoming. In a way it was warmer than my riding clothing. I hoped that Rain would be okay and that the winter evening wouldn’t turn into a storm.

After we finally entered the ballroom, I looked around the extravagant party before eyeing the place of honor, where sat the king. I had never seen him before so his features shocked me, he reminded me of me. The only difference was the hair. While his was smooth and golden, mine was curly and black as the night.

My escort showed me around and introduced me to his friends. He had many. I nodded, smiled, and responded when prompted. After a time, paintings and trinkets had begun making me uneasy. It felt very deja vu and I hated it. The longer I stood by any of the paintings the more I would remember of a child’s laughter, sounds of little feet running on the cold floor, and heat from the torches.

How could I have these memories when I had never been here before?

After a while, my escort and I got close enough to the king to overhear his conversations. The king was telling of his last hunt. The men laughed at his inserted jokes and I tried really hard not to roll my eyes. The mingling was tiring as always and I started of daydreaming about snuggling next to Rain and playing chess with the men of the guild. However, something weird happened. A knight came up to me and told me to follow him to a chamber where I would gain audience with the king. My eyes widened and I questioned their intentions. The knight assured me that the king had questions about my escort. He wanted to know if my escort would be a good knight and needed my advice as seeing that I was his lady.

Reluctantly, I followed the knight all the while signalling my escort to stay at the party. The king was giving me a chance to murder him without realizing.

My uneasiness grew as walked down hallways and up the stairs. Scents fumed around us that also reminded me of my past. I spied our destination and sighed. I remembered those doors. I remembered their creaks and their soft handles. There was no more denial left in me. I knew this place. I didn’t know how or maybe I didn’t dare to say it out loud, much less think it.

The doors swung open from the inside, two ladies in waiting bowed and showed us. The king and queen entered through another door into the chamber.

We surveyed each other without moving and then suddenly, the queen rushed to me and started crying.

I stood there like a statue, even when the queen was crying hysterically and telling me how I was their long lost daughter.

The story was that the king never found out who kidnapped their daughter and they thought me to be lost to them forever. The queen told me about the room that she created and how it had never been  used. In every castle, there was a room meant for me so I would feel comfortable. I asked them both of why thought me to be their daughter and both answered, simply. The birthmark on my shoulder. They noticed it when I was dancing with my escort. They couldn’t understand why I was emotionless.

They didn’t understand that all of my life that I could remember I had only one master who said he was my father. I had one family, the guild. I came here on a mission, but could I go through with it? The guards, the ladies in waiting… I would have to end them as well. I didn’t know who requested the death of the king. However, I knew that what they told me was the truth. I was their daughter. But, how was I supposed to not to go through with my mission? I loved my master. He was never bad to me. He took care of me. He allowed me to have my best friend, Rain. Why did he take me? I asked if someone asked gold in exchange for me. My parents said no.

After I continued, thinking, I saw uncomfortable fear in my parents eyes. I had a mother…who actually wanted me. I didn’t need to kill any of them, except for my father. If only I could stay here a couple of days and find a moment where I…. what I was thinking? How could I murder a man who looked at me with so much love?

I was stuck. The man who I called father would hate me for not getting the job done. The man who ordered the hit, would order a hit on me. I was done for, either way. Either to have my real father’s blood on my hands or to pay for the sin of accepting the job in the first place. For the first time in years, I felt myself shaking. When my mother reached out to pull me back to her, I stepped back. I saw the hurt in her eyes, but I couldn’t let her console me. Not when I had such thoughts in my head about her husband.

Thinking that I was closed off because of the audience, my father sent the guards and the ladies away. It was not the three of us, big mistake. Minutes passed before my escort joined us in the room. We made eye contact, but before I could stop, he charged with his sword at the king. I reacted by pulling out my dagger and blocking the sword in the last seconds. My mother let out a scream for which my escort hit her over the head with a hilt of another sword after she ran up stupidly to the confrontation. Using those seconds of distraction, I freed his other sword and a full blown sword fight erupted. We exchanged a heated argument over the mission and my finding my parents. The escort didn’t care and confessed that he killed the real one and took his place. He was sent by the man who ordered the hit on the king to make sure the job was done.

The feeling of shock was my first mistake in a long time. In those seconds while I pondered his words, he attacked and I wasn’t prepared. The king, my father, jumped in front of me to save me and I watched in slow motion as the sword cut through his shoulder. My sword that I stole dropped to the ground as I leaped to catch his falling body. The fake escort laughed and ran off. He knew that the deed was done. After all, we lived in the time where medicine didn’t fully come to fruition.

Snow. Falling snow was the last thing that my real father saw before saying goodbye to his wife and newfound daughter.



For Nil