Can You Guys Help Name My Next Suspense Book? Pretty Please

Hola. I want to thank everyone who has helped me with titles in the past. I suck at naming my stories hahaha. I’m asking again…can you please help me name my new suspense book?

The premise is:

Thirteen year old Loren terrorizes her younger sister after their brother, Franco, dies. Ballet will never be the same for Loren because she was his perfect little dancer.

I’ve named the story (in my head) Crazy Ballerina for so long that it’ll feel bittersweet calling it something else.

Please vote for the title you like the most:

1. Perfect Little Dancer
2. Loren
3. Franco’s Dancer
4. anything you can think of. I’m open to options 🙂

Thank you.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

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Second Thoughts by Yawatta Hosby

Copyright Feb 2019

Apollo slammed his palm against the steering wheel. “Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.”

His wife avoided eye contact by looking at the dusty dashboard, refusing to speak to him. She wrapped her arms around herself in their stuffy mini-van, the one she rode practically every day to take their two sons to indoor soccer practice.

A dim-lit street light illuminated the middle of the alley. The mini-van was parked in the shadows, lurking behind the hardware store.

Apollo asked, “Are you ignoring me?”

“I’m sorry for what I’ve done.”

Apollo glared at her. “I told you what you could do to make it up to me.”

It was frustrating to him that she still couldn’t bring her deceitful eyes to look at him, to see the pain she had caused him. His wife began crying. She wiped tears with her shirt.

Apollo grabbed her shoulders and shook her, shook some sense into her. “Don’t you dare cry over him!”

She took deep breaths, like she was afraid to move any other way. It wasn’t the first time she had seen her husband’s temper. He dared her to try and escape the mini-van.

He leaned in close to her frigid body, then he put his lips on her neck. He bit down hard. When a drop of blood slid down, he smiled. “I want you so bad,” he whispered into her ear.

“Then have me.” Her voice trembled.

Apollo backed away from her, disgust written all over his face. “All I can think is that bastard inside you…I can’t have you until we do what we gotta do.”

She winced. “Please, Apollo.”

“You don’t get to beg for forgiveness. I told you what you gotta do.”

“If I don’t?” She grabbed his arm and pleaded, “Will you give me a divorce? Split up our family?”

He glanced out the window into semi-darkness, into the empty alley, into the path of the dirty dumpster. “You wish you’d get off that easy.” He gripped the steering wheel. “It’s either him or you.”

Silence.

Apollo waited awhile for her to respond. He wanted to know what she had to say. He needed to know what she had to say. When no words never came out of her mouth, he got impatient, tapping his fingers along the dashboard. He sat up in his seat but still couldn’t bring himself to look over at his wife.

How dare she grieve over that bastard.

“Are you sure he worked tonight? You wouldn’t lie to me, would you?” he asked.

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Yawatta Hosby

Book Review: Next Girl to Die by Dea Poirier

***Thanks NetGalley for providing a ARC for me to give an honest review***

Solving the case will avenge her sister–unless the killer finds her first.

It’s been fifteen years since Claire Calderwood’s sister, Rachel, was brutally murdered in their small hometown in Maine. Claire has finally carved out a life for herself as a homicide detective in Detroit, but the past comes calling when the local police back home ask for her help with a murder eerily similar to Rachel’s.

Still haunted by Rachel’s cold case, Claire returns home, hoping to solve the crime and finally put her grief to rest. As she starts investigating, the last thing she needs is tenacious journalist Noah Washington asking questions she’s not ready to answer. But like her, Noah won’t give up until he finds the truth–and Claire reluctantly finds herself relying on him more and more when disturbing new details about Rachel’s death come to light.

When the killer strikes once again, Claire knows he’s not done. Now he’s set his sights on Claire, who will have to find the courage she needs to survive a deadly confrontation years in the making.

I loved this murder mystery. There were so many red herrings that I didn’t guess the correct serial killer until the very end. The suspense had me sitting on the edge of my seat. The author did great with character’s voice. I felt so bad for Claire losing her older sister that I wanted to give her a hug.

The author was also great with setting and description. I’ve never stepped foot in Maine, but I could picture every spot vividly. The story flowed nicely, and the mystery of who was the killer, taunting Claire and the other detectives had me intrigued.

After awhile, it got old seeing that every character, male and female, were having blonde hair and blue eyes. I think I might of smiled when a brunette male was finally introduced.

Noah and Claire were cute together. There was sexual tension even though she was trying to fight it. My favorite scene was when Noah was taking pictures at Claire’s crime scene. She blew up, rightfully so, because he wasn’t authorized to do so. He could’ve contaminated evidence.

The story had a good ending. It opened the door for another book in the series with a new case to solve.

I recommend this book to read.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

 

Book Review: Orchard View by Deborah J. Miles

Digging in the garden, builder and current owner, Bill Maynard, discovers some old bones. He worries that the discovery will upset his plans for renovating and selling the house. Fortunately, his neighbour tells him the whole area was a burial site at the time of the Black Death and finding bones is commonplace.

“Well, as they’re so old and the museums have enough bones already, I suppose we can ignore them. It’s not like there’s been a murder and we’ve just found the body,” he justified his decision.

But had they?

His discovery sets off a chain of unfortunate events.

I  really enjoyed this contemporary fiction book. I loved that the house, Orchard View, was actually a character. Giving the home human characteristics was interesting.

The story foreshadowed that Etta May know a dark secret about those buried bones. The mystery motivated me to keep reading. Once the suspense built up with that twist…chapter four presented a backstory of Etta’s marriage and their neighbors. Then chapter after chapter showed the different residents of Orchard View. Some took care of her, some took advantage.

Chapter Fourteen brought the suspenseful present back. The circumstances made me wonder who out of Bill and Etta would win. It seemed like every character, especially the neighbors, had a dark secret.

I also wondered why the author stopped the action in chapter three to give all that backstory of Orchard View’s past. I guess because I love suspense and thrillers so much. My favorite part of the book was the ending when multiple characters went buck wild, trying to keep their secrets buried.

I recommend this book to read.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby