Chick lit, historical, contemporary, fantasy, time-travel, paranormal romance
Jul 2nd, 2018, 9:52 pm
The Blackwell Bayou series by Chelle C. Craze (#1-2)
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Overview: A native West Virginian, Chelle has always been a dreamer. She spent her time growing up writing songs, poetry, screenplays, and movie scripts. She never thought about writing a book until she got older. Now, Chelle likes to spend her time being creative by drawing, singing, dancing, writing, and enjoying life with her daughter.
Genre: Romance

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Chaos (#1): Drex and I weren’t two of a kind. We more closely resembled the rare one-eyed Jack’s or suicide kings of the deck. The wild cards people often overlooked, tucking them into the pile, without ever giving them a second glance. Never knowing how truly special they could be, if paired correctly. Honestly, we were simply two lonely souls, trying to find direction. When I thought my story had reached its finale, his had merely began. I’d fought for so long to barely survive that I had entirely forgotten what it meant to live. Drex was my reminder.

Somethings happened without reason and some reasons never made sense. This was how it was between the two of us. I never knew from one second to the next what to expect. Except the unexpected, that was. I learned to accept what I couldn’t change and to grow with what I could. There were more than enough reasons why we shouldn’t be together, but certain things in this world were unstoppable. Natural disasters. Death. Drex and me. Apart, each were abrupt and life changing, but when they intertwined, they could only be described as one thing: Beautifully chaotic.

Proof (#2): Jaci: Life was full of choices. It was how you handled that responsibility that really mattered. Making the best decisions was never something I was notoriously known for, though. I was tenacious and the biggest obstacle I had to overcome. Usually. There was this thing that I had no control over. Two things, actually. Really, I was just a stubborn girl who grew to be a headstrong woman. When your heart knew such tragedy as mine, being happy wasn’t something you foresaw in your future. Fate flipped a switch in my head when I saw my first dead body, but didn’t mentally prepare me to find the second. The second destroyed me.

Cal: I’d seen more than my share of wickedness in the world and made all the wrong choices, but it didn’t matter. Until her. I was just a timid boy who grew to be a man without direction. She was my compass and the only sanctuary I knew. The thing about being saved was you couldn’t truly find refuge, if it wasn’t yours to begin with. My heart wanted her, but another was her saving grace. She was always mine.

When your foundation was built on lies and murder, it was impossible for your future to be painted as a beautiful one. It was like pouring whiskey onto gunpowder and then dropping a lit match to test its strength. If the alcohol burned, leaving only a solitary black line to burn beneath the flame, it was clear you had proof of merit. Eventually, you’d only be left with whiskey and wildfire.

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