The Better to See You
by Kate SeRine
Series: Transplanted Tales #2
Publication date: February 7, 2013
Genre: Adult Urban Fantasy
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Today I am beyond excited to share a review of The Better to See You a new book in one of my favorite series. I also have a guest post from author Kate SeRine and an awesome giveaway. All of this is part of the Fiery Hot Reads for Icy Cold Nights Blog Hop that I am co-hosting with some fantastic bloggers. Be sure and visit all of the blog stops listed below for more chances to win some awesome books!
My Review of Book One: Red
Once upon a time, a spell went awry and Make Believe
characters were cast into the ordinary world. And the results aren’t always
happily ever after…
The Transplanted Tale series by Kate SeRine is such a fun
series with zany characters straight from our beloved fairy-tales. The story goes that a spell gone awry in Make
Believe ripped some of the characters from their pages into our world. Now they
are forced to live among the ordinaries in the Here and Now. They have rules for blending in and they are
strictly enforced by the Fairytale Management Authority. In the first book we met Red aka “Little Red Riding
Hood”. In The Better to See You we get Seth aka the “Big Bad Wolf” and Lavender
Seelie's aka “Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother" tale. I consumed this smexy,
hilarious, action packed tale in a single evening.
Everyone thinks fairy godmothers can do no wrong. But if not
for a certain spell mis-cast by Lavender Seelie, Cinderella’s former fairy
godmother, the Tales would not be stuck in the Here and Now. Fortunately for Lavender,
she’s about to get a second chance at a happy ending… The Refuge, a sanctuary
for wayward Tales, seems like the perfect place for Lavender to start a new
life—especially when she discovers an unexpected ally in Seth, the brooding
werewolf who’s been typecast as a villain ever since his run in with Little Red
Riding Hood. But when humans from nearby towns start turning up dead, their
bodies mutilated with archaic Tale symbols, Lavender wonders if Seth’s deep
sensuality has blinded her to the truth. And that distraction could put
innocent lives in danger. Including her own…
The tale begins in Chicago near the Chicago branch of the
Fairytale Management Authority. Red and Nate (the Grim Reaper) are called to the Charmings’
residence after a fire destroys their home. Lavender their fairy godmother is
having problems controlling her magic and accidentally burnt it down. Red sends Lavender to "The Refuge"; a sanctuary
for tales. Lavender discovers that Red
has sent her to stay with Seth aka “The Big Bad Wolf” and when dead bodies
start showing up in Refuge with ancient Tale symbols the tale that unfolds is
suspenseful, action packed and utterly romantic.
We met Seth in the first tale, and I love his back story. He
is the brooding loner type and oozes smexy. I adored, poor misunderstood Lavender. She has made some major mistakes
as a fairy godmother and sadly the whole tale world knows about them. She means
well but somehow things always go wrong. At her core she is a good fairy and I
laughed at her antics, cheered her when she was kick-ass and totally wanted her
to get her HEA. The banter and dance Seth and Lavender shared was delightful
and I loved watching this romance unfold. SeRine did an awesome job of showing
the wolf side of Seth and I love when authors are able to do that. The cast of
characters living in the Refuge were all fascinating and developed. I loved
figuring out what tale they came from and seeing what they were doing in the
Here and Now. The villains were downright creepy and I enjoyed watching the case unfold. We of course saw Red and Nate and you do not want to miss updates
SeRine has created such an interesting plot with endless possibilities. The Tales in the Here and Now are each unique
and she does an excellent job with fleshing them out. While each of the tales
can be read as a standalone and feature a different couple and a suspenseful
mystery I would recommend reading them from the beginning. Seth and Lavender’s romance felt genuine and
I quickly came to care for them. We got
some ooh, la, la moments as well as some bittersweet ones. They each have their own baggage and quirks
which made them unique. The murder mystery was suspenseful, and a little gruesome. I loved the supernatural elements involved with this one. Twists, turns and a few surprised kept me enthralled. The
ending was well done, and I was sad to see it end.
If you love fairy-tales and want a grown-up retelling then The Better to See You and the
Transplanted Tales are a must read. Along Came a Spider due out in August of
2013 will feature Beatrice aka “Little Miss Muffet”.
I want to thank the author for providing this ARC in
exchange for my unbiased review.
Four Peppermint Mocha coffees out of five
Author Guest Post
I absolutely love dreaming up hot, sexy men to share
with my readers. It’s one of the main perks of writing romance, in my opinion.
I mean, seriously—who could ever get tired of daydreaming all day long about swoon-worthy
heroes? Not this gal! So, in the spirit of Fiery Hot Reads for Icy Cold Nights
blog hop, let me introduce Nate Grimm, the enigmatic Reaper who gets Tess “Red”
Little all hot-n-bothered in this scene from RED. Enjoy! ~Kate
Excerpt from RED (Transplanted Tales #1)
For the second day in a row, I woke
up with a hangover that would’ve made Bacchus proud. And that wine-swilling reprobate could tie one on.
I rolled out of bed and promptly
plopped onto the floor with a loud thud, which rattled the glass on my
nightstand as well as the throbbing brain in my skull. I winced, glad Gran
wasn’t there to hear the aftereffects of my ill-advised overindulgence. Then I
caught the unmistakable aroma of bacon in the air. I frowned in spite of my
stomach growling in eager anticipation. Gran was gone. She couldn’t be
downstairs cooking breakfast. Which meant—
My eyes went wide. “Oh, my God.”
I struggled to my feet, still a
little off balance, and lunged for the doorknob. Fortunately, before throwing
open the door and racing downstairs, I happened to look down and noticed that I
was completely naked. Nude. Sans clothing.
As my synapses began to fire, I
tried to put two and two together. Unfortunately, the answer to the equation
was all a little fuzzy. The last thing I remember was Nate pulling the covers
over me and maybe kissing my hair. I
rubbed my eyes, trying to banish the last vestiges of inebriation, but there
was nothing else. Zip. No other memories of anything after that point. How the
hell could I possibly not remember sleeping with someone that hot, for crying
out loud? It seemed unfair on a cosmic level.
The sound of pans clacking together
downstairs reminded me that sooner or later I was going to have to face Nate
even though I had no frigging idea what I was going to say. Should I pretend to
remember what happened and say something about how nice it was but we worked
together and yadda yadda blah blah blah? Or should I just cop to the fact I
didn’t remember a thing and hope he didn’t take it personally?
Or maybe I should just pretend like
nothing happened and see if he said anything first. Yeah. I liked that plan.
I chastised, pulling my bathrobe from the back of my door and slipping it
on before creeping guiltily down the stairs.
The surprisingly welcome fragrances
of breakfast grew stronger as I approached, making my mouth water in
anticipation. And if that hadn’t done it, the sight I came upon in the kitchen
certainly would have done the trick.
Nate was standing at the stove with
his back to me. His bare back. As I
had noticed in the past, his shoulders were strong and broad, but my
imagination hadn’t done him justice. His was by far the most incredible male
physique I’d ever seen. He made the chiseled beauty of Achilles and sculpted
perfection of Vlad look like rough drafts of the masterpiece.
As I watched him in stunned silence, he
moved with a kind of mesmerizingly sinewy grace, his lean muscles bulging and
rippling in a carefully choreographed dance. Adding to the breathtaking beauty
of his movements were the black flames I’d noticed on his neck and scalp. I was
surprised to find they didn’t end there but, in fact, started there, fanning
out across his shoulders to engulf his biceps, then dancing down his back in
intricate designs, licking his skin with fiery sensuality. I had never seen
anything so sexy.
Unable to resist the pull of my
libido’s curiosity, I drifted forward and reached out, compelled to touch him
and feel the heat of those flames. The instant my fingertips met his skin,
Nate’s muscles flinched and his hands stilled. As he slowly turned to face me,
my fingers traced the flames around to where they seared his well-defined
pectorals and taut belly.
“So incredible,” I murmured as my
hand drifted lower, determined to discover where the fire ended.
Nate caught my hand in his before I
could follow the designs where they disappeared below his waistband. Suddenly
realizing what I was doing, I jumped back and snatched my hand away, flushing
“God, I’m sorry!” I gasped, averting
my gaze. “I just . . .”
I didn’t even know how to finish the
thought. I just want to explore every
inch of your amazing body . . . with my tongue seemed a bit too forward.
“Don’t worry about it,” Nate said,
striding over to the dining room table and grabbing up the shirt hanging over
the back of a chair. He shrugged into it, covering up the flames and breaking
their spell over me.
“They’re beautiful,” I said, trying to
say something appropriate. “Where did you have them done?”
“They’re not tattoos,” he muttered.
I arched my brows, more curious than
ever. “What are they?”
Nate kept his gaze averted. “Penance.”
Kate has a signed copy of Red and an awesome Transplant prize pack which includes a tote bag, 2 sighed eKensington sampler books and swag (magnets, pens, postcards) all for one luck US winner ! I am so Jelly!!!!
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