Blog Tour (Book Review): A Bond of Thread (The Mountain Fell #1) - Allegra Pescatore & J.P. Burnison
Blog Tour (Book Review): A Bond of Thread (The Mountain Fell #1) – Allegra Pescatore & J.P. Burnison
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I’m kicking off today with my very belated stop on the Escapists Tours blog tour for A Bond of Thread by Allegra Pescatore & J.P. Burnison, the first book in the Moutain Fell series. Please do check out the other blogs that participated in the tour to see their thoughts on this book.
Disclaimer – I received a copy in exchange for an honest review, all thoughts are my own.
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A Bond Of Thread (The Mountain Fell #1) by Allegra Pescatore & JP Burnison | AUTHORS Q & A | Escapist Book Tours
A Bond Of Thread (The Mountain Fell #1) by Allegra Pescatore & JP Burnison | AUTHORS Q & A | Escapist Book Tours
TITLE : A Bond Of Thread (The Mountain Fell #1)
AUTHOR : Allegra Pescatore & JP Burnison
GENRE : Fantasy Romance
INTENTED AGE GROUP : New Adult – Adult
Pages: 384
DATE OF PUBLISHING : June 21, 2021
PUBLISHER : AO Collective
Welcome to my tour stop for A Bond Of Thread (The Mountain Fell #1) by Allegra Pescatore & JP Burnison, hosted by Escapist Book Tours. I am so grateful to be part of…
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The Trouble With Time Travel Guilt
Danny, due to a nightmare of his future evil self, does what any young hero teen with internet access would do late at night.
Starts a 'AITA' thread asking if it he was an asshole for destroying an entire timeline, even if said timeline population was a wasteland due to said evil version of himself almost destroying all life at the moment, by swearing to never become him (Dan) and locking his evil self away. And should he feel as bad as he does because of everything his no longer future self did??
He... wasn't expecting a lot of other people (some seem to teens his age, he even made friends with some like R3dRobyum~) that may or may not have experienced time travel too and dealing with this odd sense of guilt.
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@messeduphood [x]
"Seriously? At least wine me first, bitch," Jason Todd muttered under his breath as he found himself locked in a fierce battle with Dick Grayson. The tension crackled in the air, each blow exchanged fueling their rivalry.
As the fight raged on, Jason's back pressed against the unforgiving ground, pinned beneath Dick's weight. The pain surged through his body, but Jason refused to let it break his focus.
Summoning every ounce of his physical prowess and mental fortitude, Jason's muscles coiled like a tightly wound spring. The anticipation built as he prepared to strike, channeling the power of a cobra ready to strike its prey.
Then, with an explosive burst of strength, Jason arched his body forcefully, mirroring the lethal grace of a cobra in motion. His goal was clear: to catch Dick off guard, pushing him against the wall with a force that would leave him reeling.
The element of surprise was on Jason's side as he propelled himself off the ground, his muscles screaming with exertion. The maneuver was audacious, an audacious attempt to gain the upper hand and assert his dominance.
In that moment, the clash of their bodies against the wall echoed the intensity of their rivalry. Jason's unyielding determination and calculated moves sent a clear message to Dick: he was not one to be underestimated.
Sparring with Jason was always a test. Big as he was, it was easy even for Dick to forget just how fast Jason was. Most bruisers on the streets weren't all that quick, either in thought or in body, but Jason? Jason was fast. Almost as fast as Dick himself. The one thing Dick had to his advantage was his agility, and even that wasn't always enough.
That was why he hadn't been able to help the grin when he'd finally pinned Jason down, astride the other's waist, mind already working on how to keep him down. If he couldn't think of something fast, Jason was going to break free. Dick might be strong in his own right, but Jason was a goddamn wall of muscle; in a test of pure strength, Jason was going to win.
Okay. So count on him breaking free and use that to some advantage. Dick shifted, unable to help the grin as he tried to get his feet under him enough to be ready without sacrificing any of his hold on Jason. A tricky order, that, and one he didn't quite manage; when Jason bucked, Dick went flying.
He had managed to get some traction, but not enough to actually steer himself; the wall knocked the breath out of him long enough for Jason to be on his feet and against him. Not that he planned on surrendering just yet; it would take more than this for Dick Grayson to throw in the towel. This was half of why he enjoyed sparring Jason, after all; it kept him on his toes. Underestimating Jason Todd wasn't something anyone did more than once.
Dick braced himself against the wall, considering which angle to try for in his own attempt at escape. Going straight forward was just stupid, given he currently had a 6'4" wall of muscle blocking his path, but trying for an angle? That he could do. Just as soon as he found a good opening for it.
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As your robot's engineer/technician(/partner), helping them pick out just the right shade of anodized titanium bolts is the step up from picking out lingerie together.
Gently running bottoming taps through their threaded holes to clean them out/up is the maintenance equivelant of cleaning another human's ears.
Adding blue loctite for restrictive play, red loctite for permanent restrictive play (but still having a blowtorch on hand for emergencies).
The best practices for engagement/marriage are pretty variable, but often involve polishing/recoating their endoskeleton, creating a beautiful new polished and anodized/plated/chromed/damascened set of exterior plates (or rarely a 'normal' wedding dress/suit.), and finally a beautiful set of Poly Crystaline Diamond (PCD) rings.
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colored fated threads AU tho
every human has countless threads on their fingers, unseen, of different colors and thickness
humans can’t see them, S ranks can but barely, mostly on their own fingers without knowing where or to whom they lead
Jinwoo, being a monarch, becomes able to see his own and others’ threads if he desires so
Jinwoo’s fingers are wrapped in orange or warm yellow colors that show friendship of different strength, familiar bonds are pleasant green-teal, light romance attraction is a cherry pink (if it’s one sided it looks like a a thread of two colors, one is what person on other end feels and other is what person themselves feel towards that person, jinwoo’s connection with Juhee is a mix of pink and orange), gray means indifference or passing meetings, blue or violet means that people are in bad relationships but there’s nothing violent or cruel about them, dirty red with thread being unkept and barely keeping together means extreme hate up to desire to harm or kill and severed black means that other person is dead but feelings and connections are still strong.
jinwoo keeps checking out of curiosity, even checks his own and happy to find that he doesn’t posses black threads so far, has couple of dirty red ones, and others but he’s surprised to find pure white thread that leads somewhere. then out of curiosity jinwoo checks Gunhee and Jinchul’s and is surprised by amount of Jinchul’s black severed threads mixed in with grays, occasional yellows and even rarer orange, two green-teal one of which leads to gunhee and jinwoo’s white thread.
jinwoo literally has no idea what white means and what it even supposed to mean at all. even worse is that that thread is tied on their ring fingers and apparently slightly glows when they’re near. jinwoo sometimes sees jinchul touching his ring finger unconsciously because it sometimes becomes warm for some reason.
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