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North of Need (Heart of the Anemoi)

A simple and moving premise: Megan is enduring the second anniversary of her husband’s untimely death and is close to rock bottom, having a tearful meltdown over the snowman that she builds.

She’d made a snow family. A snow man, a snow woman and a snow child. A sob tore up her throat and echoed into the stillness. What the hell was she thinking?

When a sexy stranger turns up at her remote cabin – in a blizzard – she gives him shelter and starts to realise there’s more to life that she first thought. She guesses that there’s something odd about Owen Winters, but the truth is more bizarre than even she can imagine.

The first thing she latched on to was the shirt and scarf – John’s clothing. The pieces she’d used on her snowman. Was it possible this guy had walked here… in what? The pair of faded jeans he wore and nothing else? And then… he’d grabbed the clothes in desperation before collapsing at her door? Everything about that was two kinds of strange.

Owen is one of the snow gods, brought to life by her tears and sent by her husband’s soul to bring her happiness. However, there was a catch. Owen was only allowed the time until the thaw, to win her heart.

What should’ve been weeks of time courting Megan, winning her affection – earning it – was now four days.

He wanted her for her, not just for the possibility of happiness and companionship she’d represented as he’d stood before the panel of gods and agreed to help John Snow. Four days then. There was still a chance. And that was more than he’d had in a very long time.

Owen is such a delightful character, it would be hard not to love him. Playful and affectionate, he’s a man of few words with a cheeky boyish side to his nature.

“So, good with languages, shovels and igloos. Anything else?”

The smug look he tossed at her was so wicked it shivered right down her spine. Walked right into that, hadn’t she.

I loved this book. Laura Kaye has the ability to take two people and weave their story so finely, that you think you’re taking part.  She captured this brilliantly in Hearts in Darkness (at which point I became a fan) and has built on this to a full length novel, the first in a new series. No complex plots, no evil villains or nasty friends, just two lonely people learning to trust each other and falling in love. Even if one of them has some special powers.

What she was seeing, what he was saying – was totally crazy. Opened doors of possibilities she’d never before considered. That just weren’t real.

A snowflake tickled the end of her nose and she shook her head. The flurries were few and far between now, nearly gone. “It was snowing in here, right? I didn’t imagine that? But, how?”

He watched her for a moment, then his lips lifted into a slow, tentative smile. “Sorry. You… affect me.”

I gasped aloud when Megan learned the truth.

Owen looked up. His dark blue and brown eyes glinted playfully from under his black hair. Lips so red…

In a flash, she saw herself. Christmas Eve. The snowman. Sorting the buttons. Disappointed she didn’t have a matching pair for the eyes. Deciding it didn’t matter – the large navy and chocolate buttons were all she had…

Realisation slammed into her.

There was magic a-plenty in this absorbing read. And humour – I loved when she was trying to explain to her mum.

She inhaled a deep breath and prayed her mother wouldn’t freak out. “I, um, met someone?” Also not exactly true, but she wasn’t broaching the whole he’s-an-ancient-god-who-came-to-life-through-my-snowman conversation. Not yet anyway. Maybe not ever.

And when his four days are up… in order to transition to the mortal realm and become a human, he needs Megan to fall in love with him.

Today was his last day. Outside the house, a symphony of drips played out, had been playing for hours.

The West Wind had arrived. The melt was upon them.

It had me hooked from the start. When I found myself in tears, on the train to work, I knew it was a keeper 🙂 5 out of 5.

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It’s true, I am the Goddess of Cat Summoning

I bet you didn’t know that! It’s an obscure title, or rank, or however you describe deities, I’m not really sure. It’s definitely a step up from Mad Cat Lady, though 🙂

It came about through a bizarre evening spent rescuing a tiny field mouse from one of our 6 cats. Our 6 House Cats, I might add, one of whom was intent on playing with this new, squeaking toy under the dining room table. My young son accompanied me to the compost heap at the bottom of the (pitch dark) garden with Mouse. I carried Mouse, he shone the torch to guide our way… and the conversation went broadly as follows:

Son: You know how people sometimes have near-death experiences? And they see a bright light to walk into?
Me: Uh huh.

Son: Well, maybe Mouse will think that’s what’s happened to him. He sees my torch and thinks it’s a bright light from Mouse Heaven.

Me: < laughing > Would that make you God?

Son: I’d be God of Mice.

Well…. When your child has suddenly become God of Small Squeaking Creatures (we haven’t clarified yet whether his Godhood extends to all small rodents), it leaves you feeling a little inferior – but not for long.

How does the old saying go? If you can’t beat ‘em – join ‘em. And if we’re about to be overrun with mice looking for their spiritual leader, it struck me we might need some balance. I am now the Goddess of Cat Summoning.

BTW, I must say THANKS to my brilliant friend Elise for the pictures – mwah mwah 🙂

Following on from this, my friends all wanted their own Godhoods and so we developed a few rules:

1 – you can only be God / Goddess of something trivial / useless

2 – it has to be appropriate for you

So go on, if you could be God / Goddess of anything, what would it be?

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