Harvest (Shifter Chronicles #3) by Melle Amade
Genre: Young Adult (Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy/Shapeshifters)Date Published: August 29, 2017
Publisher: Agropoli Publishing
In the shifter world, one rule holds true; you reap what you sow.
Shae underestimated El Oso, the tyrannical leader of the Order. Now, banished, flightless and living on the dangerous edge of the shifter world, she finds it impossible to pursue her one goal, finding and freeing her father. Without the support of her friends, who are torn by loyalty to their families, Shae is forced to attempt the impossible...alone.
A hidden group of shifters with unexpected powers swoops in to help Shae. They want nothing more than to discover El Oso’s magic and destroy the Order completely, even if it means sacrificing Shae’s father. Too late, Shae discovers she has sown the seeds of destruction for herself and her family. The defenses of her refuge are breached, not by El Oso, but by the enemy very enemy he has been desperate to protect them against. An enemy intent on massacring every known shifter. Shae must find a way to escape her self-inflicted fate and empower her friends to unite if they are to find a way to survive the harvest.
Harvest is the third book in the Shifter Chronicles by Melle Amade. Things are changing quickly in the shifter world, and the characters are going crazy trying to catch up. Well, I don't know that changing is the proper word, because things have always been kind of strange for them, but they are definitely more serious. Especially for Shae. This is all still pretty new for her, and I'm really enjoying how her character is adapting. Lives are on the line in a big way. We get to meet several new characters as well, and they all add something to the story. Things are getting even more interesting.
“They’re shifters?” I hiss at Zan as Henry runs forward and starts going through every single wooden gun they have in the stall.
Zan nods. “Quail clan.” She positions herself with her back to the stall, eyeing her aunt and uncle warily. “You shouldn’t have been talking to them.”
“Now you tell me,” I say. “How can I figure stuff out if you don’t tell me things?”
Even from here I can see Jacqueline is getting more and more angry, and it looks like Aunt Emma is giving her a lecture. I’ve seen Aunt Emma deliver some of those lectures to Cooper and Uncle Steve, and even, on occasion, shorter versions to us. But it seems like she’s got a lot to say to Jacqueline.
Jacqueline’s hands are at her sides, her fingers outstretched, and it looks almost as if heat is radiating off her.
“Can I get this one?” Henry runs up to me waving a wooden rifle. But as I reach for the price tag, the earth begins to quake and everything moves around us. Henry falls towards me as the ground shakes under our feet.
“Earthquake!” Somebody shouts.
I grab the folding table, to stabilize Henry and myself, but it buckles. We fall to the ground with the toy guns and cowboy hats tumbling around us. I’m on my knees and clutching Henry close, my teeth rattling.
Finally, the earth stops vibrating.
My gaze flies around the booths to see if anyone needs help. Most people are on the ground, clutching onto something or someone.
Everybody except Jacqueline.
She’s standing there, eyes steady and cold as she looks down at Aunt Emma, who is being helped up off the ground by Uncle Steve.
Hercules is already back on his feet and helping Evie up. He tries to reach a calming hand to Jacqueline, but she just turns and leaves the rodeo grounds. The heat is no longer radiating from her hands and the ground is no longer shaking.
I’m left with the uncanny sense that the earthquake came from her.
Zan nods. “Quail clan.” She positions herself with her back to the stall, eyeing her aunt and uncle warily. “You shouldn’t have been talking to them.”
“Now you tell me,” I say. “How can I figure stuff out if you don’t tell me things?”
Even from here I can see Jacqueline is getting more and more angry, and it looks like Aunt Emma is giving her a lecture. I’ve seen Aunt Emma deliver some of those lectures to Cooper and Uncle Steve, and even, on occasion, shorter versions to us. But it seems like she’s got a lot to say to Jacqueline.
Jacqueline’s hands are at her sides, her fingers outstretched, and it looks almost as if heat is radiating off her.
“Can I get this one?” Henry runs up to me waving a wooden rifle. But as I reach for the price tag, the earth begins to quake and everything moves around us. Henry falls towards me as the ground shakes under our feet.
“Earthquake!” Somebody shouts.
I grab the folding table, to stabilize Henry and myself, but it buckles. We fall to the ground with the toy guns and cowboy hats tumbling around us. I’m on my knees and clutching Henry close, my teeth rattling.
Finally, the earth stops vibrating.
My gaze flies around the booths to see if anyone needs help. Most people are on the ground, clutching onto something or someone.
Everybody except Jacqueline.
She’s standing there, eyes steady and cold as she looks down at Aunt Emma, who is being helped up off the ground by Uncle Steve.
Hercules is already back on his feet and helping Evie up. He tries to reach a calming hand to Jacqueline, but she just turns and leaves the rodeo grounds. The heat is no longer radiating from her hands and the ground is no longer shaking.
I’m left with the uncanny sense that the earthquake came from her.
Deluge (Shifter Chronicles #4) by Melle Amade
Genre: Young Adult (Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy/Shapeshifters)Date Published: September 26, 2017
Publisher: Agropoli Publishing
First comes the rain, and follows the flood.
Escaping the Hunters was only the beginning. Now, Shae and her friends are on a desperate journey to stay hidden from the Hunters, while still seeking the talismans that give El Oso his power. The only people who can help them are either dead or imprisoned by the Order. Breaking into the maximum-security shifter prison off the coast of New Orleans seems like the only option. But first, they have to make it there alive.
The friends have to dig deep into the powers and strengths lying dormant in each of them to survive the cross-country pursuit. As they do, they uncover the very power that has made the Hunters mortal enemies to the shifters for thousands of years. Their new found power is like a beacon and Hunters descend like the flood trying to drown out the spark of light that is rising within the shifter world.
Deluge is the fourth book in the Shifter Chronicles by Melle Amade. There was so much going on in this book. New powers, new uses for those powers, new characters, new info on old characters, and so on. It really kept me turning the pages. So, when the end started to roll near, it was all wrapped up before I was ready. I felt like I was in the hurricane.
The world and character building is spot on in this series. I got to know the characters more and more with each book. They grew into their characters too. My liking of each character grew the more I read too. My favorite is still Roman. Shae is very wishy washy about the guys in her life though. Sometimes I feel like she's all in with Callum, and other times I think she still has major feelings for Aiden. I don't think she knows how she feels, and I feel bad for the guys.
I feel like there is more unfinished business though. This can't be the last book, right? Is it? I feel like there should be another book.
Harvest & Deluge by Melle Amade were kindly provided to me by Silver Dagger Book Tours for review. The opinions are my own.
“I’m afraid it can only be told to her,” Darko says. “But if you see her, tell her I have news of her father.”
My legs start to spring up.
News of my father!
I need to hear this. But by the time I stand up, Hercules has shut the door and is deftly pulling the blinds shut. I just glimpse Darko out on the street as Hercules locks the door.
“He knows where my father is,” I hiss.
“It’s a trap,” Hercules says sternly. “He’s a Hunter.”
“I know what he is,” I say. “He’s the guy I told to attack the Berzerken.”
“You can’t talk to him,” Hercules says, returning to the counter.
“You’re not the boss of me.” I whirl on him.
“Well, as you are a resident of the village, I am in charge,” Hercules shrugs. “And I prohibit you from speaking to him. You have no right to endanger my family and my people for the sake of finding information of one man.”
“He’s my father.” My fists clench and sparks fly near my fingertips.
“And Corrine was Jacqueline’s sister,” Hercules says. “While this Hunter is not old enough to be the one who killed her, she was definitely murdered by his people. No. We stay in here until Evie is out of school, and then we go home.”
“If you’re so worried about a Hunter being in town,” I ask. “Then how can you leave Evie at school?”.
Hercules breathes in deeply through his nose and holds the air in his chest as he looks down at me. “You require more watching than Evie. Because you are at greater risk.”
My legs start to spring up.
News of my father!
I need to hear this. But by the time I stand up, Hercules has shut the door and is deftly pulling the blinds shut. I just glimpse Darko out on the street as Hercules locks the door.
“He knows where my father is,” I hiss.
“It’s a trap,” Hercules says sternly. “He’s a Hunter.”
“I know what he is,” I say. “He’s the guy I told to attack the Berzerken.”
“You can’t talk to him,” Hercules says, returning to the counter.
“You’re not the boss of me.” I whirl on him.
“Well, as you are a resident of the village, I am in charge,” Hercules shrugs. “And I prohibit you from speaking to him. You have no right to endanger my family and my people for the sake of finding information of one man.”
“He’s my father.” My fists clench and sparks fly near my fingertips.
“And Corrine was Jacqueline’s sister,” Hercules says. “While this Hunter is not old enough to be the one who killed her, she was definitely murdered by his people. No. We stay in here until Evie is out of school, and then we go home.”
“If you’re so worried about a Hunter being in town,” I ask. “Then how can you leave Evie at school?”.
Hercules breathes in deeply through his nose and holds the air in his chest as he looks down at me. “You require more watching than Evie. Because you are at greater risk.”
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Since I was eight I have been writing stories that capture the adventures in my head and the characters strong enough and flawed enough to have them. When I look at an empty field I see a formidable citadel. When I meet a vulnerable old man, I greet an emeritus warrior. When I walk through city streets I feel dimensions hiding around every turn. It has been my lifelong passion to explore these worlds that reveal the pain of loneliness, the joy or self-actualization, and the hope of magic.
I grew up in a place called Potter Valley where the Milky Way is held aloft by a circle of mountains and the central business district consists of a bait store and a saloon. At 19 I moved alone to London and spent the next ten years exploring the world, even becoming an Australian citizen, before I returned to California and found a new home in Los Angeles. My world revolves around my two wee children and my love of travel.
My days are spent in an office overlooking Los Angeles International Airport where I work as a Director of Marketing for a data center technology firm, which wouldn’t make you think I had an MFA in film with an emphasis on writing from Chapman University. However, I also have degrees in visual communications and global communications, which allowed me to work for some of the finest technology firms in the world. In my spare time I have penned six screenplays, four stage plays, an opera libretto, numerous short stories, and five manuscripts for novels. My heart lies with my manuscripts, which are focused on YA and New Adult audiences and range in subject from Vikings in Iceland to Knights Templar in Italy to Aborigine mysticism in Australia to shapeshifters in Los Angeles.
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