

I swore the last time my BFF did that to me, she would rue the day. I couldn’t seem to separate my lashes, as though they were superglued together. I tried to pry open my lids, but my bed was far too comfy. Sign in The House of the Seven Gables, Salem, MAĪ persistent pounding forced me out of a fitful slumber. And since I have no idea where this story is going next, well, I’m excited.Time flies over us but leaves its shadow behind. But like with movies, if I get a few real chuckles from dialogue, I’m happy. (I’ve only found one female narrator who can do an insanely good man’s voice, but her vocal cords must have quite a range! So not fair to compare.) I seldom give 5 Stars, though I am a little generous, I guess. Of course, who doesn’t like a deep, gorgeous voice for the leading man, but Odom is doing fine.

No trouble at all discerning who’s speaking. I just realized that the narrator, Traci Odom, is doing a really good job. Anyway, I can’t wait to read next and I think final book. But I don’t like any magic to get too “real” as in pentagrams or anything that seems dangerous to my soul, if anyone knows what I mean. I like paranormal, and various fiction, fantasy, fairies, and oddly good Regency romances. Mysterious grandmother who gave Defiance the “haunted” house known as Percy (lots o’ personality in the house), Ruthie Goode is a lovely character. Sidekick Annette provides fun conversation. I’d like a bit more maybe but I’m okay with it. But the romantic moments are good and very, well, romantic and surprisingly very, Uber lightly steamy.


This series is surprisingly “clean” despite romantic interest with a the kilt wearing man named Roan. Somehow in a new town with an old house and strange goings on. Except for Midlife something or other, which is kind of similar actually. Either too much talk of how out of shape, or too much spite about the ex, etc. So far this “sub-genre” has been a no go for me. At first I was afraid when I saw the main character, Defiance, was in her 40s, recently divorced and broke.
