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My Review: Time’s Up, Afton by Brent Jones

Time’s Up, Afton

The Afton Morrison Series #4

Brent Jones

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Connected to a number of high-profile deaths, Afton finds herself not only under scrutiny from the chief of police, but damned in the court of public opinion, as well.

In the aftermath of the fiery assault on Wakefield, a low-level gang has infiltrated the town, flooding its streets with bad drugs, killing several teenagers. As Afton prepares for the final showdown with her tormentor, she marks each gang member as a target for elimination, in a methodical plan to gain the upper hand. What follows is a race against the clock that will keep readers guessing until the very last page, as Afton risks life and limb to fulfill her murderous mission of doing good in the world.

Time’s Up, Afton is the fourth and final part in a new serial thriller by author Brent Jones. Packed with grit and action, The Afton Morrison Series delves into a world of moral ambiguity, delivering audiences an unlikely heroine in the form of a disturbed vigilante murderess.

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As this series came to a close, the bittersweet feeling of how do I say goodbye to Afton, came over me. I loved this series since it’s beginning , with Go Home, Afton. I could sit here and go through the entire series with you, but that will have to wait until another review….YES, I said another review! The series has ended, but Brent has released The complete Afton Morrison Series as a whole (instead of in parts). It is available through Amazon as of Monday, October 29th in Kindle format, Paperback and HOLYCOW…Audible!!!!! I want it all…EVERYTHING!!!! So, of course I will be doing a review on the completed set. Also, eventually on Audible.

Anyway….on to Time’s Up, Afton! Afton has gained so much as far as family and friends, people truly care about her. But now so much has been taken away. After the fiery assault on Wakefield, now a low-life gang has infiltrated the town and is dealing bad drugs to teenagers, that are killing them. Afton has reached her limit and she is allowing that inner killer to come out and become that antihero we all knew she was. I found it sad. I didn’t want to see Afton have to let that killer out, but she did. It was a part of her and eventually it was going to happen anyway. Using it to save Wakefield and those she cared about was at least the best way she could do it. I found myself disappointed at times, but understood things had to end up like they did.

The epilogue almost sent me over the edge. Oh Afton!!

5++ FIERY STARS!!! I highly, highly recommend this series!! Which you can now read, either by each part separately (books 1-4 kindle only) or as of October 29th the Complete Set as ONE (Kindle, Paperback, Audible). Whatever your preference!!! But I will say this, Brent Jones is an Amazing writer!!! His thought process is incredible!! Characters are SO INCREDIBLY WELL WRITTEN!!! His world building is WELL WRITTEN, EASY TO PICTURE AND FOLLOW!!! His books are edited BEAUTIFULLY, and I was reading the ARCs!!! He must have an AMAZING editor!!! So if you’re questioning the Author, DON’T!!! YOU WON’T BE SORRY!!! As for the story…it is a THRILLER…basically a PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER with an antihero, who talks to her Animus (which is the archetype of self, of the unconscious mind). Very intriguing, RIGHT? Yes, I thought so!! If this sounds right up your alley then I HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT!!! Again 5++ FIERY STARS!!!

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D95698F3-96E6-4FE6-860A-FA8DD0671ADBFrom bad checks to bathroom graffiti, Brent Jones has always been drawn to writing. He won a national creative writing competition at the age of fourteen, although he can’t recall what the story was about. Seventeen years later, he gave up his career to pursue creative writing full-time.

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My Review of Nice Try, Afton by Brent Jones

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Nice Try, Afton
Book 3 in the Afton Morrison Series
Author: Brenton Jones
Genre: Serial Thriller
Publication Date: September 17, 2018

After a string of brazen arsons overwhelms Wakefield’s first responders, the town is placed on lockdown, rendering Afton and her companions vulnerable to attack.

In a last-ditch effort to protect her inner circle, Afton attempts to establish an improbable truce with her archnemesis, leading her into a deadly trap more than a decade in the making. Survival will mean choosing to embrace her dark side, once and for all.

Nice Try, Afton is the third of four parts in a new serial thriller by author Brent Jones. Packed with grit and action, The Afton Morrison Series delves into a world of moral ambiguity, delivering audiences an unlikely heroine in the form of a disturbed vigilante murderess.

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BOOKS 1 and 2 in the AFTON MORRISON Series

 

 

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Oh my stars, Afton!! I’m still buzzing after reading this third book in the series!! This one was the most anxiety provoking, nail biting, I didn’t know if my kindle and I were going to get through it!! 

Is evil a matter of choice, or are we born that way?
This is basically the thought process for the entire Afton Morrison series. But mostly we see it in this book. So much happens…holy smokes, so many revelations, so much develops and then so much doesn’t get resolved. Know what I mean? Afton is starting to learn more about herself, her feelings, why she’s the way she is. She goes through so much. I feel so bad for Afton. She really hasn’t had it easy and she only seems to know how to rely on herself and Animus (again, herself). She doesn’t even seem to be able to lean on her brother, Chris. He wants to protect her. But she doesn’t want that.
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“You’re so far out of your depth, it’s not even funny. You’re out making deals with killers, and I can’t even get you to eat a steak.”
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As for Jared, that boy does seem to know Afton. He appears to be very good at how to handle her.
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Once again I’m not at all let down by this series. It only gets better and better. I can’t wait to get into book four and find out how Afton gets out of this next jam she’s in!! I’m rooting for you Afton!!!
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D95698F3-96E6-4FE6-860A-FA8DD0671ADBFrom bad checks to bathroom graffiti, Brent Jones has always been drawn to writing. He won a national creative writing competition at the age of fourteen, although he can’t recall what the story was about. Seventeen years later, he gave up his career to pursue creative writing full-time.

Jones writes from his home in Fort Erie, Canada. He’s happily married, a bearded cyclist, a mediocre guitarist, and the proud owner of two dogs with a God complex. Subscribe to his newsletter (AuthorBrentJones.com) or follow him on social media (@AuthorBrentJ) for updates.

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My Review: See You Soon, Afton by Brent Jones

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Somebody is watching. Somebody is always watching.

A teenage girl in Wakefield has been abducted, and tracking her down not only tests Afton’s moral limits, but threatens her freedom and her life.

Suspected of murder by local police, and under the watch of a menacing figure in the shadows, Afton’s search and rescue effort unravels dark secrets from her own past. Familial secrets her mother took to the grave, more than a decade ago.

See You Soon, Afton is the second of four parts in a new serial thriller by author Brent Jones. Packed with grit and action, The Afton Morrison Series delves into a world of moral ambiguity, delivering audiences an unlikely heroine in the form of a disturbed vigilante murderess.


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MY REVIEW

When I finished this book I was freaking out!! I don’t even think I could have formed complete sentences to write my review! This book!!! It was EVEN BETTER than the first book, which was awesome!!! If you haven’t started this series, you really need to!!

So, the book starts right off where the cliffhanger from book one left off. There’s lots of suspense, action and mystery. Some things get resolved, but then there’s twists and turns that are pretty shocking. The whole thing moves along pretty quick and you can’t take your eyes off the page. It’s so intense! I think I growled anytime someone spoke to me, especially towards the end of the book. No phone calls, I’m reading this book!! Lol! I had the book read in a day. I’m not sure how many hours, I was too busy reading to pay attention.

We actually find out about Afton’s past, and that was pretty interesting (to say the least)!! I love Afton, she is the most fascinating character I’ve ever read about. And I absolutely love that we see things through her eyes.

“That was just a big misunderstanding, I’m sure. I’m a children’s librarian. I don’t make a habit of hanging out in dive bars, and I definitely don’t condone violence. I mean, my God, I’m a vegetarian. I don’t even like the thought of hurting an animal.” – Afton in See You Soon, Afton by Brent Jones

So far this series is OUTSTANDING!!!! I am literally dying here to see what happens in book 3!!! How does Afton solve this next problem?!

I can’t recommend this book, this series, highly enough!! I’d give it 10 Stars if that were possible!!! ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Blog Tour: Go Home, Afton by Brent Jones

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Author: Brent Jones
Length: Novella
Genre: Thriller
Series: Afton Morrison, Book 1
Release Date: June 25, 2018
Format: eBook
eBook Price: 99¢

Blurb:

We all wear masks, and Afton Morrison is no exception.

A small-town librarian with a dark side, Afton, twenty-six, has suppressed violent impulses her entire adult life. Impulses that demand she commit murder.

Blending her urges with reason, Afton stalks a known sexual predator, intending to kill him. But her plan, inspired by true crime and hatched with meticulous care, is interrupted by a mysterious figure from her past. A dangerous man that lurks in the shadows, watching, threatening to turn the huntress into the hunted.

Go Home, Afton is the first of four parts in a new serial thriller by author Brent Jones. Packed with grit and action, The Afton Morrison Series delves into a world of moral ambiguity, delivering audiences an unlikely heroine in the form of a disturbed vigilante murderess.


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MY REVIEW:
I’m so thrilled to tell you how much I loved this fabulous thriller!! Go Home, Afton is the first of four books in the Afton Morrison Series, a serial thriller with an antihero of sorts as the main character.

The Author, Brent Jones, WOW….I’m just completely blown away by his work!! He obviously put a lot into this serial thriller and it shows!!!! The characters are wonderful!!! The MC is a very complex character herself, but even many of the side characters are really well done!! I can’t wait to see more of them all in the next few books!! I’m a very character driven reader, and I just ate this right up!!

If thrillers are your thing, you will love this! It is a serial thriller, but I do know that he plans to release them pretty quickly. This one releases Monday, June 25th. Then the second one is August 7th, third is September 17th, and fourth is October 29th. In fact, Books two and three are already up on amazon for preorder!

Highly recommended, FIVE AMAZING STARS!!!!

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Excerpt: Go Home, Afton > Chapter 3 > Scene 2

Parents—stay-at-home moms, mostly—brought in their toddlers once a week so I could read them a story. And I use the word toddlers loosely. Kids as old as six or seven sometimes attended during the summer. And the stories we would read were made up of fewer than fifty words, for the most part. A lot of the mothers in Wakefield were too lazy to read to their own children, I guess.

Oh, and crafts, too. After reading a story together, we’d break out glitter and colored pencils and paste and other nonsense, but that wasn’t the real reason a dozen women turned out with their little monsters each week. Storytime was an excuse for the mothers to gather and gossip. It always took a little while to get the children to settle down, sure. I’d press my finger to my lips and wait. Five or ten seconds at most, although I would have been happy to wait longer. Their mothers, on the other hand, were so much worse. Getting them to shut their fucking traps was a whole separate exercise in endurance.

But as much as I disliked children, there was something magical about them. It was their inability to see gray, I think. Their entire worlds existed in black and white, right and wrong, good and evil. You could see it in their faces as a story unfolded, rife with nervous energy at every inconsequential turn.

“And she just doesn’t know”—I read to the room, pointing to each gigantic word—“should she stay, should she go?”

I caught a boy’s expression, who sat just inches from me. The hippopotamus in our story was faced with a dilemma, and this boy was transfixed. His eyes were wide, his hands were cupped over his mouth, and he was vibrating with anticipation to see what the hippo would do next.

I flipped to the last page. “But yes the hippopotamus.”

The boy relaxed a little, making a deliberate show of letting his shoulders drop. A talented drama queen in the making. He was new to storytime and looked to be about five or six years old. He had dark hair, a tan complexion, and a missing front tooth. He’d attended just once before and he’d sat close that day, as well. I’d never really been big on learning children’s names, to be honest, but I knew his was Neil only because he’d come to the library alone both times. It sounds strange, I’m sure, but having a parent use the library as a free babysitting service happens more often than most people would guess.

I continued on, reading the final words of the story. “But not the armadillo.”

Neil was stressed all over again, and his tiny hand shot up. “Miss Afton?”

“Yes, ah, Neil? What is it, little man?”

“How come not the arma-darma?”

“Armadillo.” A woman in baggy gray sweatpants corrected him from the back of the room. She was a few years older than me, had bleach-blonde hair in a ponytail, and her voice resembled a seagull getting crushed by a car.

I shut the book and set it on my lap. “That’s a good question, Neil.” I bit my lower lip, deciding how much to share. “Well, let’s see. Ah, no one likes armadillos, for starters. They’re bullet-proof, if you can believe it, and ugly as sin. They carry leprosy, too, but they don’t bite children too often.”

The woman at the back of the room—Sweatpants, let’s call her—looked horrified. Her stained teeth chattered and she blinked in rapid succession. She placed her palms over her daughter’s ears, a girl around three or four in age.

Neil scratched his head. “What’s a lepra-she?”

“It’s—”

Sweatpants raised her hand to silence me—not that I minded—and looked to a few of the other mothers in the room for support, most of whom were checked out or occupied with their phones. She looked back at me again, then at her daughter. “It’s when good little boys and girls get ice cream.” That wasn’t how I might have defined the word, however. “You want to stop for ice cream on the way home, Jessi?”

It was hard enough getting these little turds to sit still for all fourteen pages of But Not the Hippopotamus. Why on earth would this woman want to stuff her daughter’s face with sugar before lunch? But the girl jumped up and squealed at the mention of sweets, and soon, other kids joined in, as did their mothers.

I peeked down at Neil to see him cradling his head in his hands, masking a look of disappointment by staring at the floor. It appeared he had forgotten all about armadillos and leprosy and storytime, and now sulked, wishing he had a parent present to take him for ice cream like the other children.

The mothers talked amongst themselves, and their toddlers fed on the elevated energy levels. The room was alive with discourse, and I wondered if the local Dairy Queen might consider paying me a small commission. “Well, that’s it for storytime, boys and girls. Thanks for coming.”

Sweatpants spoke up at the back of the room, the self-elected leader of Wakefield’s fattest and frumpiest. “But it’s only quarter past, Afton. Isn’t storytime supposed to be a full hour?”

“Just figured you were all on your way to get a double-scoop of leprosy.”

“Very funny.”

I raised my hands in a gesture of mock uncertainty. “We’ve got crafts we can do.” I pointed to three short tables covered in plastic, adorned with supplies that Kim had set up for us. “Should we get to it?”

“That won’t take long. Couldn’t you read them another story first?”

Couldn’t I read them another story? It’d been her idea to squeeze out one of these little nightmares. Why was I being punished for it? “Not this week, I’m afraid. Sorry.”

But she just wouldn’t give up. “Afton, do you know where Jessi’s daddy is right now?”

My first thought was that her husband was probably fucking her sister at some roadside motel with hourly rates, bed bugs, and a one-star rating on Trip Advisor. I couldn’t say that out loud, of course, and so I fought like hell to keep a smirk off my face. It helped to keep my sights trained on Jessi, who had sat back down, cross-legged in a checkered dress. She was drawing on the floor with one small finger.

Sweatpants answered her own question. “He’s at work, Afton. And he works hard, by the way, and we pay more than our share of taxes in this town. Taxes that pay your salary.”

Oh, the salary card. How I loved it when disgruntled parents brought up my salary, as if any one of them wanted to trade places with me. Yes, her taxes paid me a small fortune. That’s why I rented a one-bedroom apartment in a triplex. And it’s the same reason I drove a seven-year-old Corolla. I was so grateful—indebted, even—to Sweatpants and her husband that I just couldn’t wait to read another story.

“Sure thing.” I grabbed a second book off the pile next to me. “One more story, coming right up.”

Sweatpants smiled. It was a flat, fake smile, of course, the kind where the mouth curls tight but the eyes are dormant. It was about the best I could have hoped for, and it seemed to have a calming effect on the other mothers. They quieted down, eager to return to their various text message conversations.

I pointed my finger to more jumbo text on a colorful page. A story about an overweight and diabetic caterpillar with impulse control issues, who was always so very very fucking hungry. “In the light of the moon, a little egg lay on a leaf . . .”

And I couldn’t help but lose myself in thought. I was that little egg on a leaf, glimmering in the moonlight, and about to hatch. Soon after, the morning would come. And my hunger would be satiated at last, because Kenneth Pritchard would be dead.


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Brent Jones

From bad checks to bathroom graffiti, Brent Jones has always been drawn to writing. He won a national creative writing competition at the age of fourteen, although he can’t recall what the story was about. Seventeen years later, he gave up his career to pursue creative writing full-time.

Jones writes from his home in Fort Erie, Canada. He’s happily married, a bearded cyclist, a mediocre guitarist, and the proud owner of two dogs with a God complex.

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