Blog Tour Review: Under Northern Lights

Thank you to Sonya for my copy of this book and to Indie Sage PR for letting me be part of today’s blitz.

I LOVE The Six so when Sonya offered a review copy of the final book I jumped right in. While you do not need to read these books in order as they can be read as standalones I would recommend it for the full experience.

This story follows Eli and Nova. Eli is a lifelong member of The Six. He grew up in Alabama with the rest of The Six. Eli met Nova when he was in Haiti. They both volunteered for the Red Cross and spent long days helping others. Eli fell in love with Nova about 5 seconds after he met her. Unfortunately he got called away from Haiti not long after. Now they are both in Norme , Alaska and this time Eli is hoping things go a little differently.

I really like both Nova and Eli. They are both such selfless people. They would do anything for those around them and always put others before themselves. They are a perfect match.

I really enjoyed every page of this book.  Sonya’s books are very emotive. I had tears streaming down my face on more than one occasion. I love Sonya’s writing style. I always find myself lost in her world so easily. My only sadness is that I become so absorbed that I seem to finish it rather quickly.

I have to say I adored the last few paragraphs. Once you read it you will understand why.

I am sad that this is the final book for The Six and letting them go is going to be hard. I can see myself coming back to their stories again and again in the future.

I am however super psyched to see what Sonya brings for us in the future and will be eagerly anticipating her next book.

Extract

“Wow.” It was all I could think to say when Nova took her hands away from my eyes.

She came up beside me, beaming with pride. Her chest was poked out like a strutting peacock on full parade. “Not bad, huh?”

“How did you…?”

“Friends in high place, Benton. And since you’ve never witnessed the aurora borealis before, I figured we’d make it an experience you won’t soon forget,” she said, putting her arm through mine and leading me over to the yurt.

It was made for two people. Big enough to hold a platform bed, rustic-looking shelves, and a wood chest that turned out to be a cooler stocked with food and drinks. Windows were set on either side of the door facing the open expanse of the sky. Whoever had set the yurt up knew what they were doing. The location couldn’t have been more perfect.

“Is that a bear skin?” I asked, ruffling my fingers against the rough texture of the blanket covering the bed.

Nova wandered around the room lighting a few candles set in colorful jars, deep enough that if they were knocked over, the candle would go out before the flame could catch the place on fire. She looked over her shoulder and glanced at the bed. “Don’t know. Smell it.”

“Smell it?”

“I hope there are other blankets under that one,” she said, crossing the room and running her hand with briskness over the fur. “Real.”

“How do you know that? You didn’t smell it,” I said.

“Native. I know these things,” she answered, flipping back the fur and sighing with something like relief as she said, “Sheets. That’s good. The fur will keep us warm, but it’s itchy.

“So, Native Nova, what time does the light show start?” I asked, winking at her when she flicked an irritated look at me.

“Soon. There’s a box in the back of the truck; can you go get it?” she asked.

I brought it in, setting it on the small table just on the other side of the window opposite the bed. Nova walked over with a folded blanket in her arms, handed it off to me, and flipped the box lid open.

“Is that a .357?” I asked, peering over her shoulder.

“Yeah, it’s Noni’s,” she answered, stowing the gun into its holster after checking to make sure it was loaded and the safety was on.

“I guess that covers us, somewhat, for protection,” I said, wishing for a rifle instead.

Nova giggled.

“What?” I asked.

She blushed.

“Oh… Oh!” I hadn’t thought about it at all. Not even once. And me, a doctor, too. Although in my defense, my particular set of medical skills ran more toward patching a person up in the field, followed up by surgery if needed.

I’d allowed myself to be reckless with Nova, and with myself as well. I was sure all my thoughts were broadcasted on my face, because I wasn’t trying to hide the varying emotions kicking me in the gut.

She nudged me. “I’ve got us covered, Eli.” She tossed me a pair of earmuffs, not the kind used at a range, but a pair covered in the softest fur.

“Nova, that’s not—”

“I know,” she interrupted. “I have us covered on that, too.”