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Monday, November 18, 2013

{Book Tour} TO CATCH HER DEATH by Boone Brux -- with review AND giveaway!

To Catch Her Death
Grim Reality Series
Book One
Boone Brux
Genre: Paranormal Humor
Publisher: Red Hot Publishing
Date of Publication: Oct. 2013

ISBN: e-book – 9781938601118
Print - 9781938601125
Number of pages:250
Word Count: 60K
Cover Artist: Jennifer Meyers & Hot Damn Designs

What do you get when you cross a hockey mom with the grim reaper? Me, Lisa Carron.

If being a depressed, frumpy, widowed mother of three wasn’t bad enough, I just discovered I’m a grim reaper. I know what you’re thinking. Wow, that’s kind of sexy and full of awesomeness. Hardly. Oh, and my clients? Stupid people. Like I don’t get enough of that from the living.

Since Alaska is big and angels of death are few, I’ve been partnered with reaper extraordinaire, Nate Cramer. He’s strong, silent, and way too good looking for my recently widowed state. Oh, and he reaps violent criminals, so that should be interesting.

Forget the danger and the hours of self-analysis it will take for me to find my reaper mojo. My biggest problem? Hiding it all from my overly attentive family and nosy neighbors. Now that’s going to take a miracle.

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About the Author:
As a bestselling author, Boone Brux’s books range from high fantasy to humorous paranormal.

A former nanny, Boone has lived all over the world, finally settling in the icy region of Alaska, where she writes full time. Always looking for the next adventure, it’s not unusual to find her traversing the remotest parts of the Alaskan bush. No person or escapade is off limits when it comes to weaving real life experiences into her books or blogs.

Cute and funny, I really liked the protagonist, Lisa Carron! Her inner monologue is something that any woman can relate to regarding her weight, her hair, and what we would imagine, if we haven't yet experienced having our own children, it would be like to be the newly-widowed mother of 3 children.

I am so glad this is book one as this book ends just as things have developed into more substance and depth and I felt like we were finally getting somewhere! Lisa finds out her late husband was a reaper, that she is now a reaper thanks to the little fact that she is one of the descendants of Charon. Not only are the reapers HUMAN, but they're organized, paid, and on a government-like pay grade scale. o.O

As Lisa embraces her new career, relieved that she can provide for her family, she raises a lot of questions that are unanswered: Why didn't her husband tell her about this? If he was at that payscale, why were they living paycheck to paycheck? The necessities were covered but where was the excess pay? Why does that raven keep following her about? Why did she get stuck with the psychopathic porter? Why wasn't there more money for her and the children when he died? As Lisa learns more about her new career, she now questions that her husband's death was indeed a car accident and not something more sinister.

I hope all these questions and more are answered in the next book! After quite a scare at the end, I was happy that her family remains intact and look forward to more of Lisa's adventures as a reaper. She's already proven she doesn't follow rules well and it will be fun to see what mischief she gets into! 

“You’re not welcome here.” He took a step forward and I slapped my hand against the wall, blocking his path with my arm. If he was a grim reaper then maybe he couldn’t enter my house until he was invited—like vampires. “Be gone.”
He smirked. “I’m not a vampire.”
“I know you’re not. There’s no such thing.” I rolled my eyes, trying to give the impression I hadn’t totally been thinking that. “What do you want?”
“Give me ten minutes. Then I’ll leave and never bother you again.”
It sounded too good to be true. “Never ever?”
“I promise.”
He didn’t do any kind of scout’s honor hand gesture, so I didn’t know if I could completely trust him. “Ten minutes.”
In that amount of time, he could have me sliced up and vacuum sealed, but what choice did I have. I spun and walked into my kitchen. The idea of he being a grim reaper was the lesser of two evils made me want to laugh. Not in a haha, ironic isn’t it way. But a deeply disturbed things keep getting weirder and weirder way.
His footsteps followed. I cursed myself. He’d probably leave big, stupid dirt marks all over my sparkling floor. I scooped up my glass and turned to face him. My upbringing forced me to offer him a drink. “Would you like a glass of wine?”
He held up a hand and shook his head. “No, thank you.”
Hmm, very polite—for a killer. I pulled out the chair and sat, indicating he should do the same. I sipped slowly, wishing it was something stronger. “Okay, speak.”
He lowered himself into the chair and propped his elbows on the table, leveling a stare at me. “You are a grim reaper.”
“So you’ve said.” I took another drink and set down my glass. “Are we done?”
“Hardly.” He eased back and sized me up, his gaze narrowing. “All right then, you explain what happened at the Holiday station this morning.”
I considered giving him Vella’s explanation, but those reasons sounded even more ridiculous than reaping a soul. I decided to change tactics. “Let me ask you this. Why do you think I’m a reaper?”
“We recently lost one of our own and you came on our radar as the next reaper in line.”
“Lost one of your own?” I didn’t like the sound of that at all. “You mean one of your reapers died?”
He shifted in his chair. “Yes.”
“That’s a bit ironic isn’t it? The angel of death dying.”
He shrugged. “We’re mortal, tools for the greater good of mankind.”
I refrained from telling him how much of a tool I thought he was. “Isn’t the grim reaper immortal?”
“You watch too many movies.”
That was true but I didn’t confirm his statement

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