Monday, November 14, 2016

★★★ Review & Book Tour For Twice upon a Time (The Black Angel Book Series, #1) By Hope Irving ★★★

Twice Upon a Time
By Hope Irving
349 pages 
Published October 31st 2015 
by Amazon Digital Services

Free on Kindle Unlimited

Once upon a time, I was Morgann, a 9th century Irish 
calligrapher-monk. Deirdre was my assignment, my forbidden
 love, a witch with whom I wrote a coveted book.
Unfortunately, our story didn't get a chance to become a fairy
 tale, it turned out as a famous urban legend referred as 
The Black Angel Book. 

In order to protect the book from getting in to the wrong 
hands, Deirdre cast a spell. One where I remember and she 
forgets. Under her spell, our souls travel from body to body
 until we find each other again. Eventually.

My quest is to find Deirdre, in whatever body her soul 
inhabits and trigger her memory. Only, the woman I find 
1200 years later is not what I was expecting. 
Rose is not my type but my soul yearns for her. Every sign
 tells me that she is my Deirdre. How do I convince this
 broken, quiet and unbelieving woman that she is my 
twice upon a time?

Okay so how to put into words how this book made me feel. 
I guess that is a little “WTF just happened?” kind of ending.
 This is not a happily eve after kind of book. But man was it
 weird too, in an interesting kind of way. This book is about 
a book and a urban ledged. It dose have you puzzled as you
 read. It is more like what world have happened in real life if 
a witch had cast this spell. It would not be as simple as telling
 her who she was to Virgil.

Vigil has had to live reincarnated over and over, while he tries
 to find his lost love. And as atypical male he has had a hard
 time with it over and over. But maybe this time he may have
 found he in Rose. But he seems to keep screwing it up. He
 thinks it should be simple. But when has anything in life ever
 been that simple. And while he tries to figure it out a new 
guy comes into the picture. And he may very well have lost 
his chance if only he can figure out what to do. But when he
 pushes her away will he ever be able to get her back. I have
 to read the next book now. I have to find out how it ends.

Now before I ruin this for you I will leave off here. I hope you
 enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this book,
 please consider leaving a review. The Authors really like it
 when you do; they value your opinions too.

Centuries ago I was Morgann. Albeit I am neither immortal nor
a supernatural creature of any kind, I am now an urban legend. For I am
something else.

I am a soul that gained awareness of its existence; a
wandering soul inhabiting various bodies throughout their mortal life.

A soul longing to be reunited with its soulmate.

Like the fairytale, you know, “Once upon a time…” And the rest
of the story unfolds, sometimes with torments, but always with a happy ending.
Only that is not how it turned out for us.

So maybe we should try another story line that would end
better this time. Let’s say, “Twice upon a time,” maybe?

Anyway. This is what I am.

Centuries later, this soul eventually ended up in my body. Now
I feel I can speak on Morgann’s behalf, for I’m him and he’s me. We’re one.

Fearless and hopeful, when Morgann’s body died, his soul began
its journey. His body was no longer of use but his soul had lived on, intact,
searching for her frantically. Her? Well, that would be Deirdre, a powerful
medicine woman accused of being a witch.

Some witnessed my encounter with Deirdre and what followed,
back when I was still Morgann. I, Morgann, a monk working on the now infamous Book
of Kells
. Witch or medicine woman, I couldn’t care less because right from
the start I had that gut feeling she was the one for me, even as I had simply
stared at the river of shiny black hair falling down to her back. It was meant
to be.


Yes, we were undeniably soulmates. Twist of fate? I have no
idea but that was how connected our souls were and still are, somehow.  What was Deirdre doing there that day in the
monastery? I didn’t dare ask. After that, I was already too involved to search
for more explanation. My fate was sealed and so was hers. When we were
introduced, we grasped at once that we were made for one another as long as we
lived. Too bad we hadn’t foreseen our time together would be shortened by
greedy people. Hopefully she was resourceful and found a way to escape our

Let me tell you about us.

What did we do wrong?

Well, when you’re a monk, there is no such thing as falling in
love and breaking the vows of celibacy but I did. When you’re a medicine woman,
there is no such thing as engaging in a passionate relationship with a man, and
not just any man but a monk.

So the medicine woman was accused of being a witch for her
medicine involved plants, charms and casting spells as well. Truth be told, she
was a witch. There was no doubt about it.

Morgann was born in Ireland in the 8th century.
When exactly? Not sure. Nobody was good at keeping track around that time. For
some reason, though, centuries later I had a dream about the encounter that
changed everything; it happened in the year 813.

Shameless, Deirdre and I broke all the rules. Deirdre had been
paid to write what she knew about strong medicine and spells. I was one of the
chosen script monks who wrote the book in calligraphy with her, for years.

That meaningful book didn’t belong to us. It was theirs. So
meaningful they ended up referring to it as poisonous when I’d rather call it
visionary. Who were they? The sleeping partners; narrow-minded judgmental
people who started to get scared of her. Of us. They needed to destroy us.
Deirdre didn’t realize their attempt until it was almost too late.

But we had to stop them once we had apprehended their genuine
intentions. Their goal was plain and simple, yet we were too blinded by our
love to see it right from the start. They were seeking eternal life. But it
didn’t work that way. None of them ever figured out how to cast the right spell
at the right time on the chosen person.

When it got out of hand, people’s imagination was already at
work. At once, word-of-mouth spread the tale that soon became legendary. Why?
Well…who could believe in our true fate? A soul that lived on until reunited
with its soulmate, come on!

Soon enough, our legend started. Our peculiar story and the
supposedly poisonous book were referred to as the Black Angel Book.






Coming soon





·٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠·  Hope Irving ·٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠·

Hope Irving is the proud mother of a lovely and witty young
 lady, and the lucky wife of a loving and supportive husband
. She's a debut indie author who lived in Paris, France, most
 of her life and also in the US, where she graduated with 
a master degree.

She loves Nutella and Camembert cheese (not together), 
carrot cake and cinnamon Altoids. 

Her favorite fictional characters are Eric Northman (Sookie 
Stackhouse series, Charlaine Harris) and Sean Bateman 
(The Rules of Attraction, Bret Easton Ellis). 


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