owned by a warlock. She will never have freedom. She will always do what her
warlock wishes, regardless of how inane, frivolous, or cruel it is. And if she
doesn’t follow the rules, she will be tarnished. Spelled to be bald, inked, and
barren for the rest of her life—worth less than the shadow she casts.
Then her ownership is won by a barbarian from another country. With the
uncertainty that comes from belonging to a new warlock, Serena questions if
being tarnished is really worse than being owned by a barbarian, and tempts
fate by breaking the rules. When he looks the other way instead of punishing
her, she discovers a new world. The more she ventures into the forbidden, the
more she learns of love and a freedom just out of reach. Serena longs for both.
But in a society where women are only ever property, hoping for more could be
themes, and chilling visuals.” ~Becca
at Nawanda Files
and the emotion that this book drew from me made me feel so connected to what
was going on as if I was actually there. You Are Mine should be on everyones
to-read list and I cannot wait to see what Janeal Falor comes up with next.” ~Danielle at Coffee and Characters
I fold my arms across my stomach as they head out, but it doesn’t help with the
pain. I move to follow.
my elbow. The touch startles me to a stop and she lets go. “I remember when I
was chosen by your Father. It was a troublesome time, but you can do it. You’re
strong and your sisters need your example.”
and shake my head before opening them again. “I don’t think I’m that type of
“Maybe not, but you still have to go through it, society expects it. You’ll
have a new owner soon.”
warlock could ask to buy me at any time. There’s nothing I can do about it. I
follow mother from the room, bowing my head with the hope that it will keep
further attention from me. But it’s too late to hope. I will always be owned.
live in the same house for more than five years without moving. In her spare
time she reads books like they’re nuts covered in caramel and chocolate, cooks
whatever strikes her fancy, and enjoys the outdoors. Her husband and three
children try to keep up with her overactive imagination. Usually they settle
for having dinner on the table, even if she’s still going on about the voices
in her head.