Review & Excerpt – Goddess Game by Shelia Lee Brown
Synopsis
What if you always knew the safest path—until suddenly, you didn’t?
Bethany Hart has spent her life using a secret superpower: the ability to see possible futures and choose the least risky path through any social situation. For decades, she’s avoided conflict, surprises, and heartbreak, crafting a quiet, predictable life.
But when a chance encounter with a charming stranger at the grocery store causes her ability to glitch—offering her a glimpse of a perfect future before vanishing entirely—Bethany is left navigating life without her supernatural safety net. As awkward mishaps mount and long-buried emotions resurface, she begins to wonder: has her gift been protecting her, or holding her back?
With the support of her best friend Jenna, her unexpectedly wise ex-husband Caleb, and a mysterious spiritual guide named Fiona, Bethany embarks on a journey of self-discovery. She soon realizes that true strength isn’t found in controlling every outcome—it’s in having the courage to embrace uncertainty.
A heartwarming contemporary fantasy about taking risks, facing fears, and opening your heart to life’s infinite possibilities—even when you have no idea what comes next.
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Review
If you could see the potential outcome of any situation, would you use it to your advantage? Most people would probably say yes. Bethany has said yes, but I feel like she uses it more as a shield and to stay in the background of life.
This book has the potential to be longer and more in-depth. There is so much to unpack, from Bethany’s “power” to her relationship with Caleb, Jenna, and Marcus. And probably the most important thing is her relationship with herself. I felt like Bethany hid from the world and used her power to take the easy way out of life. If you can see all possible outcomes, choosing the one that benefits you the most would be easy. However, it doesn’t allow a person to grow and experience life as we all do. There are missed opportunities. Now, for someone with social anxiety like Bethany, I can see why she would make the choices she does. But this keeps her chained to her anxiety. Thankfully, a few friends support her until they discover the truth.
I was intrigued by her dreams with Fiona and what they meant. An explanation is provided, adding a twist to the story I didn’t expect. While I cannot relate to Bethany, I did feel sorry for her situation and hiding from life. Perhaps losing her power, albeit briefly, was a very good thing.
We enjoyed reading this story and wish it had been a little longer and more in-depth. We give it 3 1/2 paws up.
Excerpt
“I need to get there!”
Thirty-eight-year-old Bethany stood in front of the corn chips in the snack aisle at the Village Pantry, struggling with the always tough decision of mild versus medium salsa. The annoyed voice startled her. She then felt a jolt as her cart, which was positioned to her side, jerked towards her. She had a hand resting on the handle and could stop it before impact.
Bethany turned to see an older woman riding one of the motorized carts. Bethany frowned but gave the lady the benefit of doubt, thinking that maybe the device wasn’t easy to maneuver and it had been an accident. She was proven wrong when the woman grimaced and lurched forward again, jarring her cart once more.
“I don’t have all day,” the woman shrieked. “Move it or be moved!”
Bethany gripped the handle of her cart as if she were dangling over a cliff-side. Letting go would be perilous. Her chest tightened with the familiar mix of panic and frustration that came with these situations.
I’m in control, she told herself.
She felt a mix of emotions rolling through her body as every muscle tightened, readying for confrontation. It seemed lately that it was harder and harder to avoid these inconvenient interactions, despite her best efforts.
Here she was, shopping on a Monday afternoon, hoping to avoid the rush of after-work shoppers or those that shopped on the weekend. Having her groceries delivered was becoming more and more appealing. If only she could trust the shoppers to not just grab a random avocado off the pile without checking it for ripeness! She didn’t.
I’m in control, she repeated to herself.
She wasn’t sure how much she believed that, but the thought had a calming effect. Every time she had an unplanned interaction like this, she felt an unexplainable, wild fear and an anger at having her peace disturbed.
About the Author
Sheila Lee Brown is a writer, artist, and generally very curious person. She spent her childhood playing outdoors in the woods surrounding her home and making up stories with her three siblings. She has tried several careers including teaching high school and becoming a Park Ranger. Sheila currently lives with her husband and their dog and enjoys writing, reading, drawing silly cartoons, and always learning and growing.
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