Analysis
From Thorns to Blooms
Freya's name was synonymous with trouble. With fiery red hair and a glint of defiance in her emerald eyes, she was the school's resident rebel. Skipping classes, detention halls were her second home, and her pranks were legendary, bordering on malicious. Teachers sighed, parents despaired, and Freya reveled in the chaos she created.
By ANNA CORAL2 years ago in BookClub
Shamelessly Successful - Part 1
Shamelessly Successful: Book Promotion Mastery for Indie Artists" is a definitive guide crafted specifically for independent authors navigating the challenging terrain of self-promotion. With a focus on empowering indie artists to stand out in a competitive market, this comprehensive manual offers a wealth of strategic insights and actionable techniques to elevate their promotional efforts.
By Denelsia Walker2 years ago in BookClub
Rachel Reviews: gods in Alabama by Joshilyn Jackson
gods in Alabama is the story of Lena, also known as Arlene, who is faced with a dilemma: should she go to her Uncle Bruster's retirement party in her small hometown and stare down her family and her past demons; or should she cop out as she has done for the last ten years and keep a whole host of nasty memories and recollections at a distance?
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in BookClub
Clocking Out of the Supernatural
Chloe wasn't your average thirteen-year-old. Sure, she enjoyed the occasional pop song and had a questionable obsession with glitter, but her true passion lay in the realm of the extraordinary – specifically, unearthing evidence of the supernatural. Her bedroom resembled a cluttered museum of the peculiar: a jar of "ghost breath" (stale air), a collection of "alien antennae" (twisted pipe cleaners), and a framed photo of her neighbor Mr. Johnson (labeled "possible vampire – sleeps all day").
By ANNA CORAL2 years ago in BookClub
The Daughter's Desolation. Content Warning.
The unforgiving sun beat down on Eva's back as she trudged across the cracked earth. Her once vibrant green eyes, now dull with exhaustion, scanned the horizon for any sign of life. The once fertile fields of her village lay barren, ravaged by a relentless drought. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, a constant companion for weeks.
By ANNA CORAL2 years ago in BookClub






