Monday, March 19, 2018

Monday's Memorial Moment: His Irish Detective by Summer Devon


I have decided to add another feature to my weekly posts, this one is called Monday's Memorial Moment and will highlight historical tales.  Now this won't appear every Monday, some weeks I'll post the anthology/box sets in Monday's Montage Mantelpiece, others will see Monday Morning's Menu with stories that have a food factor and the recently added Monday's Musical Melody which highlight tales involving a music/dance element. Eventually I'll also be adding Monday's Mythical Magic with a nod to fantasy/paranormal/supernatural elements as well as Monday's Mysterious Mayhem featuring all kinds of suspense/thrillers.  After all, as the saying goes: variety is the spice of lifeπŸ˜‰


Colm Kelly, a popular constable, is happy to be a big fish in his little pond of an Irish village—until his secret sin is revealed by his best friend. Overnight, his happy life is ruined. He loses his job, and even his family, and flees to England.

Colm might get another chance in London as an inquiry agent. His first job: watch the honorable Q.R. Marrill, the next heir apparent to a fortune, who lives under a cloud of family deaths. It’s unclear if Marrill is the perpetrator or the next victim of a killer who has struck before. Colm must discover the truth, and the best way to do that is to act as the man’s valet, a menial job Colm is ill-suited for. Worse, the young gentleman is nothing like Colm’s image of an aristocrat and more like his idea of perfection. He has no desire to ruin his life again with unwelcome passion.

The bookish Quade Marrill, fourth son of a wealthy landowner, has led a contented solitary life in London separate from his family. But as his family members die one by one, he becomes heir. Even as he mourns his dead brothers, uncle, and cousin, he wonders if the deaths were more than bad luck. Someone sinister might be on the hunt, and he would be the main suspect The only way to discover the truth is to allow the alarmingly intrusive Colm Kelly into his life.
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This book is the second in a series. Patrick Kelly, a hero in the first His American Detective, is Colm’s annoying cousin—and now his employer. 

Colm Kelly has fled to England after his life is torn apart when his best friend reveals his secret.  His cousin has given him a job: watch and protect Quade Marrill.  Quade's family has nearly been picked off one by one and unfortunately as he remains one of the few left he lingers between next victim or quilty party. Together they find an unlikely connection and while they search for the true guilty party will that connection blossom or will hearts be broken?

Now as this is a mystery I won't go into much detail of the plot but I will say that it completely hooked me in.  As I often say, I have read/watched so many murder mysteries in my 44 years on this earth that very few mystery plots surprise me anymore.  His Irish Detective, though it didn't completely surprise me it did keep me seesawing between a couple of possibilities right up to the reveal.  I personally can't ask for more but whether you figure out the who done it, the journey getting from point A to point Z is anything but a straight line and will keep you reading to the very end.

Colm and Quade are such lovely characters that I just want to wrap them up in a massive bear hug to keep them safe and feel loved.  That's not to say you won't want to whack them upside the head once in a while to get them to see sense, because you will but the author balances those feelings so well that you can't help but have a smile whenever you set the book down.  Quade losing himself in his work, whether its out of love for what he does or to forget his family situation, is oddly endearing.  Usually when a character is so immersed in what he's doing that he doesn't really see what or who is around him I want to shake the living daylights out of them but not so much with Quade.  As for Colm, well I can't think of a better word than just plain lovely.  He has his faults, his filter between his mind and his mouth doesn't always work but mostly he's just trying to do his job, keep his place in his cousin's company, and do right by Quade.  These three things don't always mesh for Colm but he still tries to accomplish them.

Is His Irish Detective better than or as good as book one, His American Detective? Probably not, but it comes very close.  Is Irish a standalone? Yes.  Would I recommend reading American first? I would.  Does American have to be read first? No.  Having said all that, its just a personal preference to read a series in order even when each installment features a different duo at its core.  The characters from book one are only in a dozen or so scenes and although they have their purpose to the plot their backstory is not a necessity to the case but as I said its just a personal preference of mine to read them in order, I just find knowing their journey enhances the reading experience but it is not a must.  I don't know how many stories the author has planned for this series but any future installments will definitely be at the top of my reading list.


Author Bio:
Summer Devon is the pen name writer Kate Rothwell often uses. Whether the characters are male or female, human or dragon, her books are always romance.

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His Irish Detective #2

His American Detective #1

Promo Tour: Lessons from Wabbaseka by Liza O'Connor

Title: Lessons from Wabbaseka
Author: Liza O'Connor
Genre: Wacky Romantic Suspense, Humor
Release Date: March 8, 2018
When Anna Baker is fired from her New York job, she accepts her aunt and uncle’s offer to come live with them in the little town of Wabbaseka, Arkansas. She discovers a house in dire need of repairs and her relatives in need of proper care. Under the misconception that being unemployed means she has no money, the local sheriff gets involved in her life, trying to determine how she can afford the building materials to fix up the house. Her cousin, Dewayne, appears and wants her evicted, and the FBI thinks she’s involved in a money-laundering scheme. While Anna doesn’t find the peace and quiet she seeks, she may find love…

Jeremy laughed. “You don’t want to send me home yet, I’ve got gossip to tell you.”

Anna rolled her eyes. “Gossip in a small town, who would ever think.”

“Last Friday when I was doing some work at the church, Sam Johnson asked me to step into his office. He tells me he’s heard of my commendable charity in doing all the work on this house for nothing. Then he hands me a check for two thousand dollars. Says the parishioners pulled the money together to help cover my costs.”

Anna leaned back and covered her face with her hands. “Oh shit,” she muttered.

“Of course, I tried to refuse the check, but Sam wouldn’t hear of it. The parishioners wanted me to have it for my selfless act of charity.” He eyed her for a moment, then continued. “I hope you see I had no choice—”

Anna glared at him. “You didn’t tell him the truth. He’s the worst gossip in town.”

“No. I knew the truth was an unacceptable option, so keep that in mind when I tell you what I did tell him.”

“What?” This didn’t sound good at all.

“I told him, in good conscience I couldn’t take the check, because it was not out of charity but out of lust for your body that I worked so long and hard on the Larringtons’ house.”

“You told him what?”

“I told him I lusted after your body.”

“Which explains the sermon this Sunday! Couldn’t you think of anything else?” She slapped him across the arm.

“I’m sorry. It was a spur of the moment lie. Besides, it was at least marginally believable.”


“Well, you’re not my type. However, I have to admit, in this dress….”

“I can’t believe you told him that.”

Jeremy shrugged. “I thought it was pretty clever. I’ve seen the way Johnson looks at you. He knew exactly what I was talking about.”

Anna scrunched her face up in disgust. “Sam Johnson has the hots for me?”

“Yep,” Jeremy smiled.

“I’m going to be sick.”

“Don’t worry I told him that you and I were an item. You’re too tainted now for his taste.”

Anna pondered this. “I’m trying to decide whether I should kill you or kiss you.”

“Do I get a vote?”


“Because if I did get a vote—”

“You don’t.”

“I’d point out kissing me has multiple benefits over killing me.”

“Name two.”

“One, it would be more fun.”

“Not necessarily.”

Jeremy laughed. “Well, it would definitely be more fun for me.”

“You don’t count.”

“I object to your limited perspective. However, another good reason is kissing me would support my claim we are dating. Whereas killing me, well, that’s not very supportive.”

“Try this for supportive. Get off the counter and set the table.”

He stopped at the door and looked back at her. “You know you want me…” he teased.

Author Bio:
Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.


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