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		<title>The Cahill Witch Chronicles: Born Wicked {#Book Trailer}</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[My latest book cover crush find is Born Wicked, book 1 of The Cahill Witch Chronicles by Jessica Spotswood. I do believe I&#8217;m going to have to hunt down the author and bring her on over to The Book Faery Reviews. The eyes of the girl on the cover captivates me and seduces me to find <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2012/04/26/the-cahill-witch-chronicles-born-wicked-book-trailer/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
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<p>My latest book cover crush find is <em><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Born-Wicked-Cahill-Witch-Chronicles/dp/0399257454/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1313435886&amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank">Born Wicked</a>, book 1 of The Cahill Witch Chronicles </em>by <a href="http://www.jessicaspotswood.com/" target="_blank">Jessica Spotswood</a>. I do believe I&#8217;m going to have to hunt down the author and bring her on over to The Book Faery Reviews. The eyes of the girl on the cover captivates me and seduces me to find out more. I mean seriously, doesn&#8217;t her look beckon to you?</p>
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<p><em>Blessed with a gift&#8230;</em>cursed<em> with a secret.</em></p>
<p>Everybody knows Cate Cahill and her sisters are eccentric. Too pretty, too reclusive, and far too educated for their own good. But the truth is even worse: they&#8217;re witches. And if their secret is discovered by the priests of the Brotherhood, it would mean an asylum, a prison ship &#8211; or an early grave.</p>
<p>Before her mother died, Cate promised to protect her sisters. But with only six months left to choose between marriage and the Sisterhood, she might not be able to keep her word . . . especially after she finds her mother&#8217;s diary, uncovering a secret that could spell her family&#8217;s destruction. Desperate to find alternatives to their fate, Cate starts scouring banned books and questioning rebellious new friends, all while juggling tea parties, shocking marriage proposals, and a forbidden romance with the completely unsuitable Finn Belastra.</p>
<p>If what her mother wrote is true, the Cahill girls aren&#8217;t safe. Not from the Brotherhood, the Sisterhood &#8211; not even from each other.</p>
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<li><strong>Reading level:</strong> Ages 12 and up</li>
<li><strong>Hardcover:</strong> 272 pages</li>
<li><strong>Publisher:</strong> Putnam Juvenile (February 7, 2012)</li>
<li><strong>Language:</strong> English</li>
<li><strong>ISBN-10:</strong> 0399257454</li>
<li><strong>ISBN-13:</strong> 978-0399257452</li>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Book summary comes from Amazon.com.</em></p>
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		<title>The Accidental Bride {#Book Spotlight}</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2012 09:51:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Shay Brandenberger has built her entire life on the shifting sands of what others think. Constantly seeking the approval of others, she has struggled through a rocky childhood, a failed marriage and single parenthood. Now it looks like she’s losing the ranch that has been in her family for three generations, a surefire way to <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2012/01/09/the-accidental-bride/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
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<p>Shay Brandenberger has built her entire life on the shifting sands of what others think. Constantly seeking the approval of others, she has struggled through a rocky childhood, a failed marriage and single parenthood. Now it looks like she’s losing the ranch that has been in her family for three generations, a surefire way to mark her as a failure in the eyes of the community. When Travis McCoy, the high school sweetheart who very publicly broke her heart fifteen years before, returns to Moose Creek, she is less than pleased. Not only does his re-appearance dredge up a deluge of painful memories, it also reminds everyone in town that it was he who left her, not the other way around. To make matters worse, Shay and Travis are unwittingly paired to play bride and groom in the annual Founder’s Day wedding re-enactment where, much to her chagrin, she discovers he still has the power to take her breath away.</p>
<p><strong>Paperback:</strong> 304 pages</p>
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<li><strong>Publisher:</strong> Thomas Nelson (January 3, 2012)</li>
<li><strong>Language:</strong> English</li>
<li><strong>ISBN-10:</strong> 1595548025</li>
<li><strong>ISBN-13:</strong> 978-1595548023</li>
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<div><strong>BUY THE BOOK&#8230; </strong><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Accidental-Bride-Big-Sky-Romance/dp/1595548025/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1326075907&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"><img style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-width: 0px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/TBFR/amazonBig.jpg" alt="Amazon" width="124" height="102" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-accidental-bride-denise-hunter/1104099208?ean=9781595548023&amp;itm=1&amp;usri=the+accidental+bride" target="_blank"><img style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-width: 0px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/TBFR/bnbuy.png" alt="Photobucket" width="124" height="102" border="0" /></a></div>
<p><a href="http://firstwildcardtours.blogspot.com/"><img class="alignright" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_vXeFv3YGd0/TwfeLYhDA4I/AAAAAAAAGmw/DWXnhZJI3S4/s200/675+Hunter+photo.jpg" alt="" width="133" height="200" border="0" /></a><strong>ABOUT THE AUTHOR&#8230;</strong>Denise lives in Indiana with her husband Kevin and their three sons. In 1996, Denise began her first book, a Christian romance novel, writing while her children napped. Two years later it was published, and she&#8217;s been writing ever since. Her books often contain a strong romantic element, and her husband Kevin says he provides all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too!</p>
<p>Visit the author&#8217;s <a href="http://www.denisehunterbooks.com/">website</a>.</p>
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<p><strong>FROM THE BOOK FAERY REVIEWS&#8230;</strong>Review to come soon. Will update post within the next week or so.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>You never know when I might play a wild card on you!</em></p>
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<h5 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: 180%;">AND NOW&#8230;THE FIRST CHAPTER:</span> </strong></span></h5>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The bell above the diner’s door jingledand—despite her most valiant effort—Shay Brandenberger’s eyes darted toward theentry. An unfamiliar couple entered—tourists. She could tell by their khakiEddie Bauer vests and spanking-new hiking boots. Look out, Yellowstone.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">When her heart rate returned to normal,she checked her watch and took a sip of coffee. Five minutes till she met MissLucy at the Doll House, forty till she met John Oakley at the bank. What if hesaid no? What would they do then?</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Mom . . . Earth to Mom . . .” Oliviawaved her hand too close to Shay’s face, her brown eyes widening.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Sorry, hon.” The one bright moment ofher Saturday was breakfast with her daughter, and she couldn’t enjoy it for thedread. “What were you saying?”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Olivia set her fork on herpancake-sticky plate and heaved a sigh worthy of her twelve-year-old self.“Never mind.” She bounced across the vinyl bench, her thick brown ponytailswinging. “I’m going to meet Maddy.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Right back here at noon,” Shay called,but Olivia was out the door with the flick of her hand.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The diner buzzed with idle chatter.Silverware clattered and scraped, and the savory smell of bacon and fried eggsunsettled her stomach. She took a sip of the strong brew from the fat rim ofher mug.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The bell jingled again. </span><em><span style="font-family: FilosofiaItalic; font-size: 11pt;">I will not look. I willnot look. I will not—</span></em></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The server appeared at her booth, a newgirl, and gathered Olivia’s dishes. “On the house today.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Shay set down her mug, bristling. “Why?”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The woman shrugged. “Boss’s orders,” shesaid, then made off with the dirty dishes.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">From the rectangular kitchen window,Mabel Franklin gave Shay a pointed look.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">So Shay had helped the couple with theirfoal the week before. It was the neighborly thing to do.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Fine. She gave a reluctant smile and awave. She pulled her wallet from her purse, counted out the tip, and draggedherself from the booth, remembering her daughter’s bouncy exit. Lately herthirty-two years pressed down on her body like a two-ton boulder.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">She opened the diner’s door and peekedboth ways before exiting the Tin Roof and turning toward the Doll House. Shewas only checking sidewalk traffic, not hiding. Nope, she wasn’t hiding fromanyone. The boardwalks were busy on Saturdays. That was why she hadn’t come totown for two weeks. Why their pantry was emptier than a water trough at highnoon.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">She hurried three shops down and slippedinto the cool, welcoming air of Miss Lucy’s shop.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“ ’Morning, Miss Lucy.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“ ’Morning, dear.” The elderly woman, inthe middle of helping a customer, called over her rounded shoulder, “It’s inthe back.” Miss Lucy’s brown eyes were big as buckeyes behind her thickglasses, and her white curls glowed under the spotlights.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Okeydoke.” Shay forced her feet towardthe storeroom.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">A musty smell assaulted her as sheentered the back room and flipped on the overhead fluorescents. She scanned theboxes of doll parts and skeins of yarn until she found what she was lookingfor. She approached the box, lifted the lid, and parted the tissue.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The wedding gown had been carefullyfolded and tucked away. Shay ran her fingers over the delicate lace and pearls.Must’ve been crisp white in its day, but time had cast a long shadow over it.Time had a way of doing that.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Her fingers lingered on the thin fabric.She remembered another time, another dress. A simple white one that hung on heryoung shoulders, just skimmed the cement of the courthouse steps. The ache thatsqueezed her heart had faded with time, but it was there all the same. Would itever go away?</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Shaking her head, Shay turned back tothe task at hand. The gown seemed too pretty, too fragile to disturb.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Oh well. She’d promised.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">She pulled it out and draped it over thebox, then shimmied from her jeans. When she was down to the bare necessities,she stepped carefully into the gown. She eased it over her narrow hips and slidher arms into the long sleeves. The neckline was modest, the gathered skirtfuller than anything she ever wore. Here in the air-conditioning it was fine,but she would swelter next Saturday.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Leaving the button-up back gaping, shehitched the skirt to the top of her cowboy boots and entered the store.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Miss Lucy was ushering the customer outthe door. When she turned, she stopped, her old-lady shoes squeaking on thelinoleum. “Land sakes.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Shay took two steps forward and droppedthe skirt. It fell to the floor with a whoosh.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Fits like a glove,” Miss Lucy said.“And with some low heels it’ll be the perfect length.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Shay didn’t even own heels. “My boots’llhave to do. Button the back?”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Miss Lucy waddled forward, turned Shaytoward a small wall mirror flecked with time, and began working the tiny pearlbuttons.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Shay’s breath caught at her image. Sheforced its release, then frowned. Wedding gowns were bad luck. She’d swornshe’d never wear another. If someone had told her yesterday she’d be wearingthis thing today, she’d have said they were one straw short of a bale.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Miss Lucy moved up to the buttonsbetween her shoulders, and Shay lifted her hair. The dress did fit, clinging toher torso like it was made for her, wouldn’t you know. Even the colorcomplemented her olive skin.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Still, there was that whole bad luckthing.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">And what would everyone think of ShayBrandenberger wearing this valuable piece of Moose Creek heritage? A whitewedding gown, no less. If she didn’t have the approval of her closest friendsand neighbors, what did she have? Not much, to her thinking.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">She wanted to cut and run. Wanted toshimmy right out of the dress, tuck it into that box in the storeroom, slipback into her Levi’s and plaid button-up, and go back to her ranch where shecould hole up for the next six months.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">She checked the time and wished MissLucy had nimbler fingers. Of all days to do this, a Saturday, when everyonewith two legs was in town. And she still had that infernal meeting with JohnOakley.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><em><span style="font-family: FilosofiaItalic; font-size: 11pt;">Please, God, I can’t lose our home . </span></em><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">. .</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“I’m obliged to you, dear. I completelyforgot Jessie was going out of town.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“No problem.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Baloney. You’d rather be knee-deep incow dung.” The woman’s marionette lines at the sides of her mouth deepened.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“It’s one hour of my life.” A pittance,after all Miss Lucy had done for her.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Miss Lucy finished buttoning, and Shaydropped her hair and smoothed the delicate lace at the cuffs.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Well, bless you for being willing. Godis smiling down on you today for your kindness.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Shay doubted God really cared one way oranother. It was her neighbors she worried about.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Beautiful, just beautiful. You’ll bethe talk of the town on Founders Day.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“No doubt.” Everyone in Moose Creekwould be thinking about the last time she’d worn a wedding gown. And the timebefore that.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Especially the time before that.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><em><span style="font-family: FilosofiaItalic; font-size: 11pt;">Third time’s a charm</span></em><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">, Shay thought, the corner of her lipturning up.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">“Stop fretting,” Miss Lucy said,squeezing her shoulders. “You look quite fetching, like the gown was made foryou. I won’t have to make a single alteration. Why, it fits you better than itever did Jessie—don’t you tell her I said so.”</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">Shay tilted her head. Maybe Miss Lucywas right. The dress did make the most of her figure. And she had as much rightto wear it as anyone. Maybe more—she was born and raised here, after all. Itwas just a silly old reenactment anyway. No one cared who the bride and groomwere.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The bell jingled as the door openedbehind her. She glanced in the mirror, over her shoulder, where a hulkingsilhouette filled the shop’s doorway. There was something familiar in the setof the man’s broad shoulders, in the slow way he reached up and removed hishat.</span></div>
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<div class="Standard"><span style="font-family: FilosofiaRegular; font-size: 11pt;">The sight of him constricted her ribcage, squeezed the air from her lungs as if she were wearing a corset. But shewasn’t wearing a corset. She was wearing a wedding gown. Just as she had beenthe last time she’d set eyes on Travis McCoy.</span></div>
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		<title>The God&#8217;s Wife {#Book Review}</title>
		<link>http://tbfreviews.net/2011/10/18/the-gods-wife-book-review/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 13:56:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The women of ancient Egypt were the freest of any civilization on earth, until the modern era. In several dynasties of ancient Egypt the God’s Wives of Amun stood tall, priestesses of wealth and power, who represented the pinnacle of female power in the Egyptian state. Many called The God’s Wife of Amun second only <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2011/10/18/the-gods-wife-book-review/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft" src="http://www.lynnvoedisch.com/TheGodsWife-LV.com/Welcome_files/droppedImage.jpg" alt="" />The women of ancient Egypt were the freest of any civilization on earth, until the modern era. In several dynasties of ancient Egypt the God’s Wives of Amun stood tall, priestesses of wealth and power, who represented the pinnacle of female power in the Egyptian state. Many called The God’s Wife of Amun second only to the Pharaoh in dominance. THE GOD’S WIFE follows the adventures of a 16-year-old girl, Neferet, who is thrust into the role of The Gods Wife of Amun without proper training. Surrounded by political intrigue and ensnared by sexual stalking, Neferet navigates the temple, doing her duties, while keeping her family name pristine and not ending up like her predecessor—dead. Meanwhile, a modern-day Chicago dancer, Rebecca, is rehearsing for a role in an ancient Egyptian production and finds herself blacking out and experiencing realistic dreams about life in Egypt. It’s as if she’s coming in contact with Neferet’s world. Are the two parallel worlds on a collision course? They seem to be, for Neferet has just used an old spell to bring protection to her world, and Rebecca meets a mysterious Egyptian man who says he’ll whisk her away to Alexandria. Magic and realism mix for a powerful ending in THE GOD’S WIFE.</p>
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<li><strong>Paperback:</strong> 275 pages</li>
<li><strong>Publisher:</strong> Fiction Std (August 9, 2011)</li>
<li><strong>Language:</strong> English</li>
<li><strong>ISBN-10:</strong> 1936558149</li>
<li><strong>ISBN-13:</strong> 978-1936558148</li>
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<p><strong>BUY THE BOOK&#8230;</strong>THE GOD’S WIFE is available as an e-book in any electronic format.</p>
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<li>For Kindle go to <a title="http://www.amazon.com/Gods-Wife-Lynn-Voedisch/dp/1936558149/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1312831724&amp;sr=1-1" href="http://www.amazon.com/Gods-Wife-Lynn-Voedisch/dp/1936558149/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1312831724&amp;sr=1-1">Amazon.com</a>.</li>
<li>For Nook go to <a title="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-gods-wife-lynn-voedisch/1031224443?ean=9781936558155&amp;itm=5&amp;usri=the+god+s+wife" href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-gods-wife-lynn-voedisch/1031224443?ean=9781936558155&amp;itm=5&amp;usri=the%2bgod%2bs%2bwife">Barnesandnoble.com</a>.</li>
<li>For iPad, go to <a title="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/storeFront" href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/storeFront">iTunes</a> and shop in the iBookstore.</li>
<li>A paperback is also available at Amazon.com. There you can also order Lynn’s first novel, <a title="http://www.lynnvoedisch.com/ExcitedLight.html" href="http://www.lynnvoedisch.com/ExcitedLight.html">EXCITED LIGHT</a>.</li>
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<p>If you would like an autographed version of the paperback, please contact Lynn at this e-mail address: isisbastet (at) mac (dot) com.</p>
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<div><strong>ABOUT THE AUTHOR&#8230;</strong>Lynn Voedisch is a fiction writer and journalist with many years experience working for newspapers and magazines, such as the Chicago Sun-Times, the Los Angeles Times, the Chicago Tribune, Dance magazine and many other publications. She also has worked as and editor and writer/critic for Technorati.com, an online news service. Her previously published novel, is <a title="http://www.lynnvoedisch.com/ExcitedLight.html" href="http://www.lynnvoedisch.com/ExcitedLight.html">EXCITED LIGHT</a> (ASJA Press). Lynn is a member of the board of directors for the Society of Midland Authors. She lives three blocks from the border of Chicago with her husband and two cats. Her son recently graduated from law school and Lynn looks forward to having a lawyer in the family. Her hobbies are tennis and tai chi.</div>
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<div><strong>FROM THE BOOK FAERY REVIEWS&#8230;</strong>I believe I have some mixed feelings about The God&#8217;s Wife. While I enjoyed the ancient Egyptian portion of the book but I could probably gain more if there had been more for that. I did find myself struggling to read when it came to Rebecca, the modern-day dancer and wanted to get back to Neferet&#8217;s story. Do I still recommend the book? Of course! While not all parts were for me, someone else might like that mix between the ancient story and the contemporary.</div>
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<div>My Book <strong>Rating:</strong> 2 out of 4 stars</div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em>I received a copy of the book in exchange for an HONEST REVIEW with the Pump Up Your Book Tours.<br />
All opinions stated above are my own.</em></div>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2011 04:00:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mailbox Monday is where other bloggers write about the books they received the previous week. The Mailbox Monday is now going on a blog tour with the host for the month of May being Mari Reads. Visit her blog to see what books made it her way and check out the others who are participating <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2011/05/16/mailbox-monday-05-16-11/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;"><img class="alignleft" title="Booksfree" src="http://tbfreviews.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/books_in_mailbox-1-247x300.jpg" alt="Booksfree" width="119" height="129" /><strong>Mailbox Monday is where other bloggers write about the books they received the previous week. <a href="http://mailboxmonday.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">The Mailbox Monday is now going on a blog tour</a> with the host for the month of May being <a href="http://marireads.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Mari Reads</a></strong><strong>. Visit her blog to see what books made it her way and check out the others who are participating like me in the Monday Mailbox Meme.</strong></p>
<p><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lens-Looker-Verona-History-Trilogy/dp/1936558025/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1305512467&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" style="border: 0px initial initial;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/books/5113qNLL9xL_BO2204203200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-clickTopRight35-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_-1.jpg" border="0" alt="The Lens and The Looker Cover" width="145" height="233" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><strong><em>The Lens and The Looker</em> by Lory S. Kaufman &#8211; </strong>It&#8217;s the 24th century and humans, with the help of artificial intelligences, (A.I.s) have finally created the perfect society. To make equally perfect citizens for this world, the elders have created History Camps, full-sized recreations of cities from Earth’s distant pasts. Here teens live the way their ancestors did, doing the same dirty jobs and experiences the same degradations. History Camps teach youths not to repeat the mistakes that almost caused the planet to die. But not everything goes to plan.Like in all groups of youth, there are those who rebel, “hard cases” who just don’t get it. In this first installment of a trilogy, three spoiled teens from the year 2347 are kidnapped back in time to 1347 Verona, Italy. There they are abandoned and left with only two choices: adapt to the harsh medieval ways, or die. Hansum, almost 17, is good looking, athletic and, as his A.I. teacher says, he can charm the fuzz off a peach. Shamira is 15. She has green eyes, auburn hair, and a Caucasian complexion. That&#8217;s something people don&#8217;t see that much of in the 24th century. She&#8217;s sassy, independent and has an artistic genius for drawing. Lincoln, 14, is the smart-aleck. But you don&#8217;t have to scratch too far beneath the surface to find his insecurities.There are two types of artificial intelligences (A.I.s) in the 24th-century. The first are authorized by society and very conservative. Then there are ‘genies’. Made by black-market hackers, or blackers, these rascals are the bi-polar opposite of their unadventurous cousins. A genie’s aim in life is to help rebellious youth make mischief. Pan, is a very mischievous genie. A curious mix of past and future, he’s an eccentric, all-knowing, holographic artificial intelligence in the cartoon shape of the vaunted Greek god. Pan&#8217;s antics and insights get the kids both into and out of trouble.Our three teen protagonists meet at a History Camp where everything and everybody must act like it is 14th-century Verona, Italy. Society’s plan is to put trouble-making kids into situations where they are “scared straight”. But Hansum knows better. He’s aware that behind the scenes there are armies of humans and A.I.’s making sure they are safe. Using Pan, the teens devise a plan to drive the History Camp enactors crazy, and they succeed. But what they’re not prepared for is that a History Camp elder from the 31st century, (where time-travel is possible) kidnaps them back to the real medieval Verona. Here they are indentured to an alcoholic lens maker. Now, unquestionably, the dangers are real.All of this is hardly the ideal environment to fall in love – but, for Hansum, that’s exactly what happens. Guilietta is the beautiful daughter of the master the teens are working for. She becomes the star-crossed and time-crossed lover of our story’s Romeo &#8211; Hansum. In fact, the novel is peppered with lots of fun allusions to Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. In an attempt to survive the teenage trio, with Pan’s help, risks introducing technology from the future. It could save them – or it could change history.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bronze-Brimstone-Vernona-Trilogy-Book/dp/1936558084/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1305512578&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"><img class="alignright" style="border: 0px initial initial;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/books/51AwYpeieyL_BO2204203200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-clickTopRight35-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" alt="The Bronze and The Brimstone Cover" width="149" height="231" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><strong><em>The Bronze and the Brimstone</em> by Lory S. Kaufman &#8211; </strong>What could go wrong in the 14th-century for three time-traveling teens?  How about – EVERYTHING!</p>
<p>Hansum, Shamira and Lincoln, three teens from the 24th century, are trapped in 14th-century Verona, Italy. They’ve survived many deadly experiences by keeping their wits about them and by introducing futuristic technology into the past. Principal among these inventions is the telescope, which brought them to the attention of the rich and powerful.</p>
<p>But standing out can get you into unexpected and dangerous situations. The nobles of Verona now believe Hansum is a savant, a genius inventor, especially after he brings them plans for advanced cannons and black powder. Being the center of attention is great, but the potential for trouble is now exponentially greater because people are watching Hansum’s every move.</p>
<p>Meanwhile, artistic genius Shamira has fallen for a Florentine artist with bloody and disastrous consequences. Lincoln, considered an incompetent back home in the 24th-century, has blossomed – at least until he’s shot in the head with an arrow. And Hansum, after secretly marrying his new master’s beautiful daughter, Guilietta, is offered the hand in marriage of lady Beatrice, daughter of the ruler of Verona. To refuse could mean calamity for all the teens.</p>
<p>Amazingly, none of this is their biggest challenge. Because a rash illness is spreading across Verona – and it is threatening to consume everyone.</p>
<p>Do they have a future in this past?</p>
<p><a href="http://www.amazon.com/You-Are-Not-Your-Brain/dp/1583334262/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1305512864&amp;sr=1-1"><img class="alignleft" style="border: 0px initial initial;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/books/51eWXPsLHPL_SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="You Are Not Your Brain Cover" width="156" height="240" /></a><strong><em>You Are Your Brain</em> by Jeffrey Schwartz MD &amp; Rebecca Gladding MD &#8211; </strong>Two neuroscience experts explain how their 4-Step Method can help break destructive thoughts and actions and change bad habits for good.</p>
<p>A leading neuroplasticity researcher and the coauthor of the groundbreaking books <em>Brain Lock</em> and <em>The Mind and the Brain</em>, Jeffrey M. Schwartz has spent his career studying the structure and neuronal firing patterns of the human brain. He pioneered the first mindfulness-based treatment program for people suffering from OCD, teaching patients how to achieve long-term relief from their compulsions.</p>
<p>For the past six years, Schwartz has worked with psychiatrist Rebecca Gladding to refine a program that successfully explains how the brain works and why we often feel besieged by bad brain wiring. Just like with the compulsions of OCD patients, they discovered that bad habits, social anxieties, self-deprecating thoughts, and compulsive overindulgence are all rooted in overactive brain circuits. The key to making life changes that you want-to make your brain work for you-is to consciously choose to &#8220;starve&#8221; these circuits of focused attention, thereby decreasing their influence and strength.</p>
<p>As evidenced by the huge success of Schwartz&#8217;s previous books, as well as Daniel Amen&#8217;s <em>Change Your Brain, Change Your Life</em>, and Norman Doidge&#8217;s <em>The Brain That Changes Itself</em>, there is a large audience interested in harnessing the brain&#8217;s untapped potential, yearning for a step-by-step, scientifically grounded and clinically proven approach. In fact, readers of <em>Brain Lock</em> wrote to the authors in record numbers asking for such a book. In <em>You Are Not Your Brain</em>, Schwartz and Gladding carefully outline their program, showing readers how to identify negative brain impulses, channel them through the power of focused attention, and ultimately lead more fulfilling and empowered lives.
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		<title>Happy Holidays, We&#8217;re Going on Vacation!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2010 18:41:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m going on a well deserved computer free vacation starting tomorrow, Christmas Eve until January 2nd. I&#8217;ll be back to normal by January 3rd. This will be tough not to turn on the computer to work on one of my blogs but it&#8217;s something I need to do for me and my family. Time for <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2010/12/23/happy-holidays-were-going-on-vacation/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m going on a well deserved computer free vacation starting tomorrow, Christmas Eve until January 2nd. I&#8217;ll be back to normal by January 3rd. This will be tough not to turn on the computer to work on one of my blogs but it&#8217;s something I need to do for me and my family. Time for me to &#8220;shut down&#8221; so to speak and enjoy life all around me. Sometimes we just have to. Not sure I&#8217;m going to be able to COMPLETELY stay away from my emails (thanks to wonderful smart phones) since my daily emails seem to lately run in the 100s. I&#8217;ll have to somehow keep them managed by deleting the unimportant stuff BUT other than that, responses will be made in the new year if I can help it. So&#8230;with that&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;">I hope you have a MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAR!</span></strong></p>
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		<title>TBT&#8230;Darcy&#8217;s Voyage</title>
		<link>http://tbfreviews.net/2010/09/07/tbt-darcys-voyage/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2010 05:43:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She realized that the vows she had made were solemn, and even though William might be able to annul the marriage, she did not think, in her heart, she could go against those vows. She knew what that meant. Grab your current read. Let the book fall open to a random page. Share with us <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2010/09/07/tbt-darcys-voyage/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;">She realized that the vows she had made were solemn, and even though William might be able to annul the marriage, she did not think, in her heart, she could go against those vows.<br />
She knew what that meant.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Grab your current read.  Let the book fall open to a random page.  Share   with us two (2) “teaser” sentences from that page, somewhere between   lines 7 and 12.  Don&#8217;t forget to tell us the  title of the book that   you’re getting your “teaser” from…that way people can have some great   book recommendations if they like the teaser you’ve given!</p>
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<h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong>Be sure to come back tomorrow for Kara Louise&#8217;s guest post at The Book Faery Reviews.</strong></span></h3>
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		<title>Mailbox Monday&#8230;4.19.10</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 05:05:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Abigail Reynolds]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Conquering Mr. Darcy]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Hero]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[The Bridegrooms]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mailbox Monday is where other bloggers write about the books they received the previous week. The Printed Page is the host of the Mailbox Monday meme. Visit her blog to see what books made it her way and get a chance to get one of her books once she&#8217;s done reading it. You can also <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2010/04/19/mailbox-monday-4-19-10/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
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Mailbox Monday is where other bloggers write about the books they received the previous week. <a href="http://printedpage.us" target="_blank">The Printed Page</a> is the host of the Mailbox Monday meme. Visit her blog to see what books made it her way and get a chance to get one of her books once she&#8217;s done reading it. You can also see who all is participating this week and read about all kinds of new books.</p>
<blockquote><p><strong><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Conquer-Mr-Darcy-Abigail-Reynolds/dp/1402237308/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1271642026&amp;sr=8-1-fkmr0" target="_blank"><em>Conquering Mr. Darcy</em></a> by Abigail Reynolds (non-fiction, historical romance) -</strong> In the <em>Pride and Prejudice Variations </em>series, Abigail Reynolds  explores the roads not taken in Jane Austen&#8217;s <em>Pride and Prejudice, </em>imagining  lively plot twists and ecstatically happy endings. Here the story picks  up from a pivotal point in <em>Pride and Prejudice</em>—Mr. Darcy&#8217;s  infamously botched proposal of marriage. What if, instead of  disappearing from her life after Elizabeth Bennet refuses his awkward  marriage proposal, Mr. Darcy took the initiative and tried to change her  mind? In <em>Conquering Mr. Darcy</em>, Darcy follows Elizabeth back to  her home in Hertfordshire and sets about making himself so irresistible  her impulses win out over her sense of propriety until, madly in love  and mutually on fire, their passion anticipates their wedding.</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p><img class="alignleft" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/books/51DqvL34hxL_SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="140" height="209" /><strong><em><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bridegrooms-Allison-K-Pittman/dp/1601421370/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1271642148&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank">The Bridegrooms</a></em> by Allison Pittman (non-fiction, historical) -</strong> Tragedy hits the Allenhouse family on a hot summer night in Ohio when a  mother of four vanished. Eight-year-old Vada virtually grew up overnight  and raised her three younger sisters while her father lost himself in  his medical practice in the basement of their home.</p>
<p>Now, Vada  is a grown woman, still making her home with her father and sisters. Her  days are spent serving as an errand girl for Cleveland’s fledgling  amateur orchestra; her evenings with Garrison Walker, her devoted, if  passionless, beau.</p>
<p>Dizzying change occurs the day the Brooklyn  Bridegrooms come to town to play the Cleveland Spiders and a line drive  wallops the head of a spectator. The fan is whisked to the Allenhouse  parlor, and questions swirl about the anonymous, unconscious man.</p>
<p>Suddenly,  the subdued house is filled with visitors, from a flirtatious, would-be  sports writer to the Bridegrooms’ handsome star hitter to the  guilt-ridden ballplayer who should have caught the stray shot. The  medical case brings Dr. Allenhouse a frustration and helplessness he  hasn’t felt since his wife’s disappearance. Vada’s sisters are giddy at  the bevy of possible suitors. And Vada’s life is awakened amid the  super-charged atmosphere of romantic opportunity.</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p><img class="alignleft" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/books/51YR4SJWKL_SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="133" height="222" /><strong><em><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hero-Cat-Star-Chronicles-6/dp/1402229410/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1271642230&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank">The  Cat Star Chronicles: Hero</a></em> by Cheryl Brooks (non-fiction, fantasy romance) &#8211; </strong>Raised on earth, Micayla is the last living Zetithian female. Typical of  her species, she&#8217;s aloof and uninterested in men—until she meets Trag,  the Zetithian pilot for an intergalactic arms dealer and the sexiest,  most irksome man she&#8217;s ever met. Trag has sworn he&#8217;ll never marry,  unless he can find a Zetithian woman. Considering the odds, it&#8217;s a safe  bet, until he encounters Micayla. Fighting the enemies who are  determined to wipe out the Zetithian race may be easier than convincing  these hardheaded lovers that they were made for each other…</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Angels, Dr. David Jeremiah &#8211; Review &amp; Giveaway</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 21:36:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Book Faery</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Title: Angels &#8211; Who They Are and How They Help&#8230;What the Bible Reveals Author: Dr. David Jeremiah Publisher: Water Brook Multnomah Publication Date: Reprint &#8211; December 22, 2009 Paperback Pages: 232 pages Genre: Non-Fiction Christian Living The Remarkable Truth about the Agents of Heaven People have long been fascinated by stories of angel sightings, yet <a href='http://tbfreviews.net/2010/02/07/angels-dr-david-jeremiah-review-giveaway/'>[CONTINUE READING]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Angels-They-Help-What-Bible-Reveals/dp/1601422695/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top"><img class="alignleft" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb239/farrah1230/books/41z0vgSMMVL_SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a>Title: Angels &#8211; Who They Are and How They Help&#8230;What the Bible Reveals<br />
Author: Dr. David Jeremiah<br />
Publisher: Water Brook Multnomah<br />
Publication Date: Reprint &#8211; December 22, 2009<br />
Paperback Pages: 232 pages<br />
Genre: Non-Fiction Christian Living</p>
<p><strong><em>The Remarkable Truth about the Agents of Heaven</em></strong></p>
<p><em>People have long been fascinated by stories of angel sightings, yet many contemporary beliefs about angels are based on misconception and myth rather than solid, biblical truth.</em></p>
<p><em>As he&#8217;s done so brilliantly for decades, respected Bible teacher Dr. David Jeremiah uses Scripture to unveil the remarkable truth about these agents of heaven and their role in our world and our lives.</em></p>
<p><em>What are angels? What is their role in God&#8217;s plan? Are they present? Do they appear? Do they give us personal insight about our work and our worship?</em></p>
<p><em>In this broad and thorough survey of Scripture, Dr. Jeremiah clearly and simply seperates fact from fiction as it relates to angels. His enlightening findings are supported with illustrations and insights from prominent teachers, such as Billy Graham, Corrie ten Boom, C.S. Lewis, and more.</em></p>
<p><em>Dr. Jeremiah&#8217;s down-to-earth style guides readers around the hype about angels and directly into the &#8220;substance of things unseen!&#8221;</em></p>
<p><em>ABOUT THE AUTHOR&#8230;Bible teacher Dr. David Jeremiah is the senior pastor of Shadow Mountain Community Church in San Diego, and founder of Turning Point Radio and TV Ministries. His radio program is carried on more than 2,500 stations nationwide, while the TV broadcast is received by 500 million homes via cable and satellite. The recipient of numerous prestigious awards for broadcast excellence, Dr. Jeremiah&#8217;s many books have garnered Gold Medallion awards and achieved bestseller status with The Wall Street Journal, USA Today, and The New York Times.  &#8211; FROM THE BOOK BACK</em></p>
<blockquote><p>Some people might criticize you believing in angels or even expressing interest in the them. Maybe you&#8217;ve already heard from critics like that. But don&#8217;t let them worry you. You&#8217;re in better company than they are.</p>
<p>In the Scriptures &#8211; from Genesis to Revelation &#8211; the existence of angels is simply assumed. The Bible contains more than three hundred direct references to them.<em><br />
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<p><strong>FROM THE BOOK FAERY REVIEWS&#8230;</strong>First my thanks to WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group for providing me a copy to review and a copy to giveaway. I found Dr. David Jeremiah&#8217;s book to be quite enlightening and had me looking at angels differently than I had in the past. I appreciated how he reminds us that Angels are all around us yet we are not to worship them as idols.</p>
<blockquote><p>Remember, however, that angels are always one-way messengers. They are God&#8217;s messengers to us, and never our messengers to God. No one in Scripture ever prays to an angel, and neither should we.</p></blockquote>
<p>This is definitely a keeper for the shelves and for that I give it 4 stars.</p>
<p>Now the giveaway&#8230;ONE lucky commenter will be randomly selected as the winner and notified via e-mail. This giveaway runs now through the end of February.</p>
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