#BlogTour “Epoch” by Jewel E. Ann

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What I love most about this duet is the idea behind it, and not just the romantic ones. I love the idea that we are energy, that part of us gets reconfigured into other lives, and that we are meant to love the same people, maybe in different ways, but love them nonetheless. It is the idea that like love, we never really die. The Transcend Duet is ethereal and moving, showcasing the many types of love we need to survive in this world.

Jewel E. Ann’s prose ripped my soul open. She put me in their shoes, feeling everyone single fissure that didn’t quiet heal correctly. More importantly, she makes me understand. She takes this other-worldly idea, and creates a relationship between three people who we love. Griffin, Nate, and Swayze all have my utter devotion, and this is unusual for me. There is no villain. There is no one to blame. There are just three amazing characters caught up in a life they didn’t seek out or want, whose lives are inexplicably tied together.

The navigation of the relationships in Epoch is rocky and filled with so many mistakes and hurt emotions, but when the heart is involved and the past won’t let go there is no other path. Even with all the missteps, the evolution of love between Nate and Swayze and Griffin and Swayze is right. From the beginning, the reader feels it along with the characters. We know who she belongs with but also feel the pull to the other as well. As a result, the road to the end is difficult, she makes you work for the HEA along with the characters. She makes your heart bleed out on the floor, but there is a reward at the end. They way she brings them all together, each finding a rightful place with love and each other is breathtaking.

I do have conflicting feelings about the epilogue, and it is an irrational feeling. I know this because I loved the book. I ascribe to the ideology of not having soul mates, about being able to love multiple people, and I want to believe in the idea of reincarnation, the idea that we as souls evolve and change and that we find the person we are meant for in that life. On the other hand, my emotions, my heart, wanted it to end before the epilogue. I know why she did it. It is smart, and it solidifies the theme she worked so hard to convey, and, for that, I cannot give it a lower rating. Her epilogue is everything it absolutely should be, the perfect conclusion to this preternatural romance.

I have NEVER read anything like this duet, and I’m not sure if I ever will again. It tackles unfounded and unclear beliefs, and it challenges readers to have faith in love and spiritual philosophies and to acquiesce to the non-traditional love story. Overall, though, it exemplifies that love has no limits. Love is not held prisoner by time nor can it be contained in a box. It grows, changes, and evolves. Love is limitless. It transcends.

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Synopsis:

Some lives end unfinished, and some transcend time.

After a horrific incident, Swayze finds herself trapped between two lives. Patchy memories and fear for her own safety thrust her into a gut-wrenching journey to uncover the truth.

Will she let her dreams slip away to seek retribution and find the missing pieces to a puzzle that existed a lifetime ago?

“I’m not going to watch you self-destruct. I’m not going to watch you fall in love with another man.”

Or will she discover the only truth that matters?

Epoch pushes the boundaries of what we believe and what we know. It redefines fate and proves that the only thing separating the heart and the soul is an infinite timeline.

“I think a part of you will be mine to love in every life.”

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Excerpt

He removes his helmet and his bandana while I slide off the Harley. I could watch him all day. The meticulous way he puts our helmets on the shelf and wipes the bugs off his bike mesmerizes me. Griffin takes care of everything he owns-the new shiny things as well as the old, weathered things like his house and garage.
“I think you’re an old soul, Griffin Calloway.”
He hangs the rag on the hook and shoots me his sexiest grocery-store-guy smile. “Why is that?”
“My parents used to tell people I was wise beyond my years because I knew stuff most kids my age didn’t know. That was just knowledge, random facts, not wisdom. But you … you have an appreciation for things and you take care of them like someone twice your age might do.”
“My parents always took care of things. They still do. It’s just how I was raised.” He shrugs.
“No. Hayley and Sophie are complete disasters. I’ve seen their rooms. Chloe is a little tidier but still not you. I don’t think you were conditioned to be this way, I think it’s nature more than nurture.”
“An old soul, huh? From another time?” He pulls me into his chest and nuzzles my neck while lifting me off my feet.
I hug him with my arms, legs, and entire being. It took twenty-one years, but I finally found where I fit in life, and it’s every inch of my body pressed to his.
“You make me feel safe,” I murmur but it sounds more like a moan warring between physical pleasure and emotional pain. It’s an unsettling feeling that I have such a strong need to feel safe. I don’t understand it.
“You are safe,” he says between kisses beneath my ear.
“You make me feel like I belong.” My breaths race to catch up to my pulse.
“You belong with me.” He walks us to the garage door, shuts off the light, and closes the door behind us.
He’s my mind’s favorite place to go. When I think of him-of us-I don’t feel crazy. And maybe I should feel crazy because we’re both young and inexperienced in life and love. But I don’t want to think about the numbers that make up our ages or the months we’ve been together.
We crash through the front door like the first big gust of wind at the front of a storm.
“You make me feel needed,” I whisper just before his mouth claims mine.
His house is bigger than my apartment, but only by one bedroom. We don’t make it to either bedroom. He deposits me on the sofa and shrugs off his shirt.
“I need you.” He unties his boots and kicks them off while unfastening his pants as I shimmy out of my clothes. “In fact, I am pretty fucking sure you’re all I truly need.”
Twenty-three-year-old guys don’t say that. His soul is not simply old, it’s ancient like that of a great poet … who may have said fuck a few times.
I tug at his partially unfastened jeans.
He grabs my hand. “Close your eyes.”
“Why?” My head cocks to the side.
“Because I know you don’t want to see the tattoo on my ass.”
“Shut. Up.” I bat his hand away and tug down his jeans with both hands. A few moments of silence settle between us as I stare at his form before me. “I still blush when I look at you.” My gaze trails up to meet his eyes.
Griffin steps out of his jeans and briefs and kneels on the sofa between my legs as I lie back. “I know what else makes you blush.” He slowly dips his head between my legs, and my fingers curl into the sofa cushion.

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About Jewel E. Ann:

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Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor.

With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business.

After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing.

When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.

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