Thursday, December 19, 2013

Cover Reveal : The Pack or the Panther by Tara Lain

The Pack or the Panther
(Tales of the Harker Pack Series)
Tara Lain


Cole Harker, son of an alpha werewolf, is bigger and more powerful than most wolves, tongue-tied in groups, and gay. For twenty-four years, he’s lived to please his family and pack—even letting them promise him in marriage to female werewolf Analiese to secure a pack alliance and help save them from a powerful gangster who wants their land. Then Cole meets Analiese’s half-brother, panther shifter Paris Marketo, and for the first time, Cole wants something for himself.

When Analiese runs off to marry a human, Cole finally has a chance with Paris, but the solitary cat rejects him, the pack, and everything it represents. Then Cole discovers the gangster wants Paris too and won’t rest until he has him. What started as a land dispute turns into World War Wolf! But the bigger fight is the battle between cats and dogs.

Release Date: 
January 8, 2013

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Cole took hold of a
branch a few feet from Paris. “Do you think the alliance will stand?” He
shrugged. “Hard to say. I know everyone hopes so, so I hope so too.” Cole
pulled his eyebrows together. “But you don’t really care.”

Paris looked up
sharply. “Yes, I care. I care about my parents. They’ve been good to me and I
owe them a lot. I’m a freak by wolf standards, and my father has never abjured
me. I honestly believe he kept me separate for my well-being more than his own.
He acknowledges me as his son even though I remind him of his greatest sorrow.”

“Your panther mother.”
He nodded. “And Trixie isn’t a brave female. My existence is difficult for her,
but she’s been nothing but good to me. She had to stand against the combined
disapproval of a lot of other females for me. They didn’t know what I was, but
they knew I was Merced’s first wife’s son. They weren’t kind. She was. I value
her and want the best.”

 Cole nodded. If there was one thing he understood,
it was loyalty.

“And then there’s you.”

Cole glanced up. Look
at that mischievous face. He’d switched from deeply serious to court jester in
one second flat. “What about me?” He grinned.

The cat danced around
his tree, unfastening buttons on his shirt with intricate skill. “You want the
alliance and I want you. Isn’t that an Aristotelian principle? If A equals B
and B equals C, then Paris wants Cole to have his alliance so Paris can have
Cole’s big yummy cock in his ass. An ass, I might add, that’s been throbbing
like a voodoo drum since I first looked in your silver eyes, wolfman.” He
whipped off the shirt, leaving his upper body bare.

Wow. Even knowing what
was coming, that sight was hard to believe. The cat’s skin glowed in the
moonlight like so much alabaster formed into a work of art. If you liked bulky,
you wouldn’t like Paris. But if the look of a black leopard stealing along a
branch stilled your heart, this sight would do it for you down to the ground.
Not really slim. More like lean, with muscles just where they should be, but as
if they were made of silk rather than stone. Fluid.

Paris reached and
grabbed a branch, then pulled himself up one-armed until he leaned over the
wood on his belly. Flip. He circled and came up to sitting, his upper body
glowing and long legs dangling. He spread his arms out for a second as if
balancing on a tightrope. Then he reached in and started to unfasten his belt.
Slowly, he slipped it from his trousers, then swung it over his head until it
caught on an upper branch.

 He pulled himself to standing and used one
hand to slowly lower his fly. White showed in the gap. Oh my. Not white
underwear.  White skin. Cole shuddered.
He wasn’t used to this kind of sexy. Hell, who was? This cat was one of a kind. 

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best M矇nage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Grays Hill By Barbara T.Cerny

Name of the Book: Grays Hill

Name of the Author: Barbara T. Cerny

Publisher: Eloquent Books

Disclaimer: I have recieved this novel from the author in exchange of my honest review.

Book Blurb

After her father committed suicide rather than face his mounting gambling debts, Oksana Wallingford knows she will have to work in order to keep food on the table and her younger brother, the new baron, in school. When her best friend finds her a position as the nanny of his brother's children, it is the opportunity Oksana needs. But what she didn't contend with was Rafe, the recently widowed Duke of Essex and her new employer. Oksana and Rafe's personalities are like oil and water. However, what begins as mutual hate slowly begins to change into something more. But what future can they have when Rafe has sworn off marriage for good? As the mismatched pair struggles to come to terms with one another, a disaster that throws everything into question strikes them both. Barbara T. Cerny also authored Of Angels and Orphans. She served twenty-two years in the U.S. Army Reserves and is now an information technology specialist and supervisor. She lives with her loving husband, Charles, and their two wonderful children, Oksana and Audra, in Dayton, Ohio.


After reading Angels ad Orphan and Tessa, I had expected nothing less than what I am reading currently, 'Grays Hill’. Strong characters, backdrops -I would give anything to have this kind of  knowledge of history which would put many historians to shame. As usual a great book from Barbara.  

Lady Oksana Jane Wallingford had lost her family home and needed a place to stay. Her childhood friend, Geoff Tarkington takes her to his brother - Rafe Tarkington’s house  who was The Duke. Rafe was a widower with three kids. Oksana joins as their governess and soon takes over the running of the property. 
While the Duke didn't like it originally, but soon found himself relying more and more on her. Not only as a caretaker for his children but also as a companion. His distrust in women, caused by his late wife Paula, too a dent when his armor against love and happiness was chipped off by Oksana. 

But even when they succumbed to their love, Rafe is not able to let go of his past and would rather have her as his mistress rather than as his wife. But he was very badly shaken when she refuses. Would he be able to let go his past or would it be too late for them before he really understands her worth.



The characters are very strongly etched. Oksana, aka OJ, comes out as a very strong woman. She was ashamed of her weight but instead of lamenting about it..[ahem!!!] she acknowledges it and decides to do something about it. Sorry guys.. this is not a weight loss book but this topic is very close to me..[*winking] 
Now, back to track… Oksana is one woman I would want to be. Strong, dependable, independent and above all humorous. The way she learns fencing, her subtle fights with Lady Catlin and the way she handles the Duke is done in a humorous way without losing the sweet and passionate romance between them. Right touch of evil injected,which gelled well with the Duke’s inner conflict.

Barbara has not restrained herself to only the two protagonists - this is what I have always loved about her writing. She has brought about Geoff also as a beautiful character. I love the way he reacts when he comes to know about his best friend loving his brother. I would have done the same.  :)

Would I recommend this to my readers. Definitely. 

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About the Author

A tete a tete with Barbara T. Cerny

 What inspired you to write your first book? 

I have wanted to write since the second grade. I was always coming up with stories to tell my friends at lunch or on the bus rides to/from school. I wrote through high school, on the journalism team, in creative writing class, on the teen page for the school newspaper.

My first story, Of Angels and Orphans, rolled around in my head for nearly thirty years.  Life eventually got in the way and writing was shoved to the side.  “Someday, I will write…” You know how it goes.
Well, that someday came in the most unusual way. I am a retired lieutenant colonel in the US Army Reserves, a twenty-two year veteran in our military.  And I, like hundreds of thousands before me, was called up by my country to serve in Southwest Asia (SWA) in support of Operations Iraqi Freedom and Enduring Freedom.

I left behind two small children, Oksana, eight and Audra, five, and a husband, Charles, who overnight became chief, cook, bottle washer, mom and dad. I bless him everyday for the sacrifices he made to keep the home fires burning.  He took the brunt of this deployment, not me. I love him with all my being: my heart my mind, my body, my soul.  My love for him is where my ability to write about the love between my two main characters is born.

In SWA, I worked six days a week, twelve to thirteen hour days for twelve straight months.  My day off was sometimes a day off, sometimes only six-to-eight hours of work.  I lived Groundhog Day for three hundred sixty-five days.

But I had time on my hands. No kids, no responsibilities outside the mission, no cleaning the bathrooms, no cooking or grocery shopping.  I just had to make my bunk and take the bus to work. I lived in an open bay barracks with forty-eight of my favorite friends, walking three buildings to a shower/toilet trailer in 115繙 heat.
When I first arrived, I read voraciously, downing four-five novels in a week.  In January 2006, I was able to take a four-day break to Qatar and lay around reading seven novels.  I read two romance novels in those four days, a genre I rarely read as I like Stephen King, Tom Clancy, Robert Ludlum, and their brand of book best.

So there I was, reading a romance novel and wondering why I was reading other people’s books when I have Of Angels and Orphans still wandering around in my mind.

So I started to write.  I wrote on my days off. I wrote on my evenings I wasn’t dancing - I taught ballroom and country dance lessons for the soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines on my camp.  I wrote when my boss went on leave, I wrote when my boss went on business travel.  From the first week in February to the first weekend in June, I wrote that book that I had thought up so long ago.

Since I had written it in my head, every activity planned to the nth degree, it flowed very quickly.  I wrote the meeting between Nate and Audra first and the two whippings, the wedding day, then the wagon train, then the final sword fight between Audra and her brother as they had been detailed greatly in my mind over the years.  The rest filled in fast without problem.

Bottom line, deployment gave me the time I had pushed aside for almost three decades so I guess I have to say, “Thank you, Uncle Sam!” for giving me the chance to actually put the life of Audra Markham and Nathaniel Abbot on paper.

       Do you have a specific writing style?

I love to write descriptions. Dialogue is very hard for me and I struggle with it and have to really concentrate on it. The editor working on my fifth novel is constantly telling me to rewrite descriptive paragraphs into dialogue (she is diabolical to say the least). I would be perfectly happy to write everything in a description. However, knowing that would drive away my readers, dialogue and I have come to a truce of sorts. I love research and I love history. I pepper every novel with historical facts woven with the story. My readers always comment on the history lesson I take them on while telling my story.

       What books have most influenced your life most?

As I said earlier, I read Stephen King (my ultimate favorite is The Stand), Tom Clancy, Clive Cussler (so fun), Robert Ludlum, Dan Brown (so technically amazing), Stephen Coonts, etc. However, what comes into my head are romances. Go figure. I love books with the richness of language. I really hate to see our youth of today “dumbed” down with some of the commercial successes that are written without the depth of the English language I feel all readers deserve to read. Now, I don’t mean reading a diet of Shakespeare, but reading at more than the 8th grade level.

       Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest?

I must confess. I get to read very little these days, as all my spare time is spent doing my own writing (unless you count Time Magazine!). I did read every Harry Potter out loud to my daughter and read every Twilight before I let her read them. JK Rawling wins hands down but I seriously doubt if she is considered “new” anymore.

       What are your current projects?

I have two books with editors. My regular editor couldn’t get into my dark fantasy, The Tiefling, so I had to find a new one. My new editor (the diabolical one), is changing every word, I think. But the novel will be amazing. It is set in Scotland, 1053, and first person male. I really had to get in touch with my masculine side for that.

The sequel to Shield of the Palidine, The Magic Thief, is also with my editor (the regular one) and it is well over 425 pages. As editing is simply the start of writing, the both are still “current”. 

I am currently developing three new novels: one romance is set in Sweden in the 1600s (researching the 30 Years’ War for background history), a second is a modern murder mystery called The Walled Cat (you will have to read it to understand that strange name!), and a biography of an amazing woman I know. That biography is by far the hardest book I have written and will probably be the only non-fiction I will ever write. It takes a special kind of writer to do biographies and I don’t think I “have” it.

       Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

Boy, second grade was so long ago! I think I was just born with a writing gene, if there is such a thing. I have done very well at my jobs over the years due to my writing ability even though that is not fiction (or is it?) I guess it is hard to find folks that understand technology (my degree is in computer science) and English at the same time. I write because it fills my “love bucket”, the thing that keeps me happy and fulfilled. I would love to make a living at writing but sometimes writing is enough.

       What was the hardest part of writing your book?

Each book has its moments. Of Angels and Orphans flowed in literally days. I wrote on Sundays while deployed and had it done in 16 Sundays. But, it had been drafted in my head for 30 years.

Grays Hill had a size problem. It was too short and the publisher sent it back (162 pages was too close to the 150 page-make-no-money mark). So I had to restructure it completely and put in a sub-plot and touched nearly every page. I literally burned down the town with a fire that started at the blacksmith. My illustrator and I laugh now that we need to “burn down the smithy” when something needs a lot of fixing.
Tressa was a breeze. Loved researching baking in the late 1700s in Ireland.

Now, Shield of the Palidine was a pain. Try keeping track of seventeen main characters that represent nineteen fantasy races (pixies, fairies, griffons, etc.) plus animals like yale and centicore.  I had to refer to a list of characters constantly (included in the book for the reader). I also had to draw a reference of all their heights and sizes compared to each other for sizing. If a pixie had a conversation with a giant, what did that really look like since the pixie was 18 inches tall and the giant 15 feet tall! Also, my editor’s sister and first reader did not think the romance was believable to I tore it apart too and revamped the romance. I was never so glad in my life to see a book leave my hands. So I tortured myself by writing a sequel. I need my head examined (especially since I have outlined a prequel and a fourth in the series!)

For The Tiefling, I had a map of Scotland from around 1500 I use heavily and a dictionary of Scottish words from the 1400s. Talk about a reference nightmare! I use actual word and phrases from hundreds of years ago and have to keep track of the meanings in a glossary. Plus, it is a dark fantasy, first person male. It took me six year to write as I couldn’t sit down in 20 minutes and write a paragraph or two like I could with the romances. I had to take that long just to reread sections and become Branan Lachlan so I could write from his point of view. I needed large chunks of time to write. I also had to get in touch with my darkest side which doesn’t bubble to the surface easily. I hope I do not have to write a sequel to The Tiefling. I don’t want to go there again.

       Do you write an outline before every book you write?

ABSOLUTELY! Couldn’t keep track of everything if I didn’t. Now, it is never a complete outline at the start but a framework by which to work. It gets pretty thick by the time I am done.

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Sunday, December 15, 2013

Shine:The Knowing Ones by Amy Freeman

Shine: The Knowing Ones
by Amy Freeman

We walk among you. Wherever your lives take you within this world, we are there, and we are many. We are not superior, we simply know more... far more... and none of you are safe.

Sam has always had the gift of reading auras and seeing future events. But since beginning college, her gifts are strengthening - becoming more foreboding. Dark visions she can't explain haunt her daily. She senses danger but doesn't know why. Meeting gorgeous Olympic swimming star Trin Kosolov, who shares her extra sensory abilities, only seems to intensify the imminent peril.

Sam soon discovers she was born with an identity she never knew she had and finds herself fighting for her life as she and Trin struggle to save humanity from an evil that could ultimately destroy them all.

The Review

Samantha has a unique ability to read auras and foretell events that had not occurred yet. Her ability, enhances when she starts living in the dorm. She always feels a dark presence looming around her. The story starts with her encounter with this dark presence and the emergence of few mysterious characters. Romance enters her life when she meets the Olympic swimming star, Trin Kosolov who possesses similar paranormal qualities like her. While, she didn’t know much about him - he seems to know all about her, for he is her assigned Keeper.

Together, they start battling  the dark forces -with lots of help from the Elders of Knowledgeable Ones. Sam could not understand how she was related to this group, but they definitely seem to need her. But, apparently did the Evil Ones. Day by day, as her power grew, she encountered a lot of pain and bewilderment of why all these were happening to her. She found her soul mate in Trin, and it was their profound love for each other that kept on saving them from all dangers.



I could not put this book down once I started reading this book. It took me a long time, to give my rating as a reader. The story is very gripping and as a reader I wanted to reach the end. But, it was equally frustrating with the fast pace at which all the characters were moving and the number of characters interacting with each other was very daunting and difficult to keep up with. There were times I was confused as to who belong to the enemy camp and who were the good ones. Specially between the twins Anvil and Ashbel. Till the last pages of this book new characters have been introduced to the story that kept my head spinning. But if I go only with the storyline, it is very gripping. I was not disappointed by the ending, the author kept the movement going till the very last page - very rare in these kind of stories. When, in the ending a reader should be able to slowly let go of her breath (sort of like cooling down after an an aerobic session) here I was huffing and puffing till I did not put my e-reader off. I would surely wait for the sequel to follow this fast paced novel.

The setting of the story is very unique, not something you would find in a paranormal genre. But, I could not understand whether I would call it a paranormal thriller or a paranormal romance. The romance between the two protagonists, though was the antidote to the conflict, was not given much importance. If I take it as a thriller, then I would call the ending disappointing, because the character on which I was banking on, made a sudden turnover, which I was not expecting. I cannot say that I wasn't surprised by the ending, but it took away the evil which I was expecting at the end. But if you want to keep genre aside, this roller coaster ride is something each paranormal lover should go through.

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Sam climbed out of the shower
and dried off. She was confused, even angry. Never before had she sensed such
conflicted energy in another person. What was wrong with him? Wrapped in a towel, she raced over to
her dresser and began digging for clothes. Bra, underwear, jeans—she tossed it
all onto her bed and made a beeline for her closet. Should she be offended? And that intensity…that wasn’t normal.
Sam had never been in love
before, but this surpassed anything she had ever even heard of. Opening
the closet door she found a shirt, pulled it from the hanger, and tossed it on
the bed with everything else. She reached in the back, grabbing a jacket and
threw it on the bed as well. Tossing the towel aside she began dressing with
lightning speed, confusion and unanswered questions running through her head
the entire time. 
didn’t know how much longer she could take this. She pulled her underwear on,
then grabbed her bra. She let out an exasperated breath as she slipped her arms
through the straps and reached back to fasten the hook. If something didn’t give soon—she stopped. Lifting her head
toward her bedroom door, she focused. A familiar security swept through
the room. Eyes still on the door, she grabbed for her robe and pulled it on.
The short hemline and thin satin material didn’t conceal much, but her thoughts
lay elsewhere, captivated by the glorious energy filling the room. Why was he
She crossed her room, following
the energy to its source, the dormitory hall. Tying the sash, she moved to the
front door, stopping in front of it. Heart hammering in her chest, she
placed her hand on the doorknob and turned it. As the lock disengaged she
cracked the door.
He stood, beautiful, frustrated,
and still wet. One arm rested on the door jamb, head bowed as if he had been
arguing with himself. His shirt clung to his muscled body, sun streaked hair
damp and shaggy around his tanned face. At the sound of the door his thick
black lashes lifted. He froze. His conflicted energy swept through her as his
electric blue eyes scanned her body. Sam’s fist tightened around her sash,
biting down on her bottom lip, barely able to breathe as his eyes traced every
curve, revealing angst of unexpected erotic desire—and he found her eyes. 
He had nothing left. Caught
completely off guard, his strength broke, conflict won out. In all the moments
leading up to this one…when she thought she needed him, he now realized
how much he truly needed her.
Self-preservation flooded
through him. His restraint, will power, every device he had ever used to
control or extinguish his own needs and desires came crashing down around him
before he even had a chance to engage them. 
His initial reason for coming
back vanished. Shoving the door open, he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her
to him. He slammed the door shut. His lips pressed against hers, ravenous,
taking what he needed. Nothing else mattered to him. Nothing. 
Drawing him in, Sam’s fingers pushed
through his hair, repressed desire set free, building with every touch, every
caress. She molded to him as he lifted her against the wall. Liberating
release flooded his veins, as if he were experiencing sunlight or truly
breathing for the first time. Decadent power flowed unlike anything he had ever
experienced. His lips left hers as he hungrily searched every aspect of
her neck, his labored breath hot against her skin as he crushed her to him. She
gasped, trying to find air—the way this felt—indescribable. 
            Energy in the room spiked as their auras merged, his
energy fusing with hers.
Sam grabbed his dampened shirt,
pushing it up his sculpted back, his powerful muscles moving beneath her hands
as he helped her pull it over his head. Wanting more, hearts racing, blood
pumping, her craving fingers explored his powerful chest, pushing past his
naked shoulders, caressing his neck and lacing her fingers into his hair—she
Trin gasped, responding to the
erotic pain, arousal flooding his body. He found her lips again, pursuing,
pushing. Reason and reality had disappeared. Trin was taken, lost in the
seduction of the woman he loved. Wherever her ravenous fingers went the
tension, stress, and pressure melted away beneath them, erasing the pain, the
doubt, and the crushing fear of defeat. He welcomed it. 
A few broad strides to her room,
back to the bed he had forced himself to leave only ten minutes earlier. His
powerful body covered her, his soft lips moving passionately against hers.
A measurable physical science
erupted within the room, elements working together in a feeding frenzy as
preparation set in to ignite a power that had not been alive for a
Trin’s strong hand slid down the
side of Sam’s body, his large fingers wrapped around her thigh pulling it up
around his torso. 
A voice—buried deep within the
euphoria of the moment—nagging him.
Annoyed by the distraction he
pushed it out, driven by his aching need for her. Never having experienced such
power, he was unprepared to fight it, and in this moment he was unwilling to fight it.
Sam’s fingers pressed into his
back, her breath sweet and inviting on his neck, the exhilarating warmth of her
mouth tracing the length from his collar bone to his jaw line, then pulling his
face back to hers, erotic softness of her lips molding to his over and over
Stop. Not yet.
His hand moved to the sash on
her robe, pulling at the knot, loosening the tie. 
You have not earned her yet! 
Trin flinched—pausing, the words
rattled him. His pumping heart forced labored breath as conflict and truth
wrestled for his attention. She was his Goddess, his sacred prize, yet he had
given her nothing.
Sam’s hand slid beneath the
waistband of his jeans, pulling at the buttons. The sensation of her fingers
yanked him back to her. A throaty groan escaped him as his lips covered hers. He
pulled the sash loose, the warmth of her skin flooding him like a drug and he followed
its beckoning pull.
Searing gold hummed around her,
energy of living intelligence full of life and light—all elements positioned
and ready to accomplish their reason for being: to ignite the Oracle power.
You will lose her!
wait—” Trin stopped, catching her hand in an iron fist at his lower torso.

About the Author

Amy Freeman grew up in Salt Lake City in a family of five siblings, one of which is an identical twin. She spent most of her time as a child daydreaming and creating stories. She wrote a stellar screen play at ten, her first full length book at age thirteen, and her second and third at age nineteen. She has been published in Meridian magazine, Moab Adventures magazine and has just released her debut novel SHINE the Knowing Ones —the award-winning first edition in the SHINE series. She is active in several writing and critique groups and maintains an online page for writers.

Book Two SHINE: Domination is in the works with an anticipated release next year. Amy lives in St. Augustine Florida with her husband and youngest son, Jackson.

 You can find Amy at the following



1 eCopy of Shine

Saturday, December 7, 2013

You Can't Fight Royal Attraction by Ruchi Vasudeva

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You Can't Fight Royal Attraction
by Ruchi Vasudeva 

The last thing Rihaan needs in his life is to play a host to a woman who drives him crazy! Saira is gorgeous, yes, but she's also widly infuriating. Yet every time she comes within an inch of him he finds his normally iron-clad control slipping further and further away... Wanting to protect herself from more heartbreak, Saira knows she should keep her distance from Rihaan -but there's something about him she just can't seem to resist... Little does she know that Rihaan is hiding a secret! When it comes to light will it tear them apart -or raise their passion to new, more majestic heights?

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About the Author

She is a doctor by profession, a teacher by vocation and an author by destiny. The writing bug has long resided in her and a contest held by Harlequin for Indian authors gave her a golden opportunity to have her dream realized. She debuted in August '13 with her book 'Bollywood Fianc矇 For A Day'. She writes romantic fiction with conflicted characters who come into their own in their quest of reaching out for love. She love to write about spirited heroines getting hurtled out of their daily life as soon as they cross paths with their rather challenging heroes. Somewhat coincidently, most of them are from Bollywood.

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Wednesday, December 4, 2013

An Interactive Book: ELPHIE, HELP ME! by Eddie Rice

An Interactive Book: ELPHIE, HELP ME!

Lessons for Kids from Animals about: Self -Confidence, Emotions & Feelings, Friendship & Social Skills.

Author: Eddie Rice

The Review

This story is about Elphie the Elephant. Through his actions and learnings the author tries to instill confidence in kids. Like all the other animals, Elphie the Elephant is also mocked at by Lenny the Leopard. He teases Elphie about his dancing and his whole body structure. Here the author gives the little readers a choice of either following Elphie’s long nose or strong body. Which ever path the reader chooses, he or she will learn how to be confident with their looks and body. Both his strong body and long nose are there for a purpose, which can be used either to save himself or others.

While Elphie’s long nose saves the monkey, his strong body is useful while  lifting rocks or removing cages. One very important lesson which is imparted to the kids in this book, is we can do anything if we set our minds to, provided we believe in ourselves.


Depending upon the age group his book is targeted at, there can be a bit of confusion in a child’s mind about the amount of information given to a child in a bulk. Though the storyline is very simple but it has been told in a very complicated way, which might confuse a small wind. But then, the kids are very intelligent today and might find this whole book like a puzzle in which they’re trying to find their way. But for the age group of two to six, this book might be a bit complicated. Since the author has not mentioned anywhere, the age group this book targets at. So, due to the colorful illustrations, I assume that this is for the age group of two to eight.

Would  I recommend this book.. Definitely.. It’s very colorful and being interactive would tickle the curiosity in a child, to find different  paths to take in this book. And the best thing, I loved in this was the confidence booster it provide for the little readers.

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