Do I need to introduce Logan Kade? I mean it’s Logan-FREAKING-Kade! He’s the funnier and in my opinion, the yummier brother! RAOW! Mr. Kade, which part of your body is missing my tongue the most? #KadeBabe
I feel sad when I have to write a review that isn’t more positive. I’m very much a look at the good stuff type of person, not so much the lets talk about this book I have a laundry list of complaints about. If you follow my blog you will notice that my reviews tend to only be favorable, it’s not because I like everything, I just don’t post the books I don’t like very often. Or if I feel my review has a lot of constructive criticism I will toss it out there. This review is one I’m ripping the Band-Aid off with because this is a NetGalley novel and if I don’t do this review now I will sit on it forever because I won’t want to put out the sad vibes. But there is a butt ton of constructive criticism in here so I’m calling this review a healing dealing. London–I have love for ya, girl, this isn’t coming from a bad place, I am a rainbow and not a painbow. Continue Reading
Hot guys need apply here! Wait! That worked? And I’m talking seriously hot. S.E.R.I.O.U.S.L.Y. This guy is on FIRE! And he’s a little demony, but all the better. I have to tell you hot, dangerous, kinda on the edge of darkness and heavy on the tortured is my kinda man! Katlyn Conrad delivered him when I said, “Hot guys need apply here!” like she made him up or something! What are the chances?
Some of us are born with all of our Lego parts pre-pressed and others of us have to grow out or interlocking pieces. Samantha really lost the Lego Lottery; she is a Lego Shaman–I mean a Shifter Shaman. As a shaman she should have a certain aptitude with a particular shifter sect with which she could work her magic but Sam’s got the small stick of crap luck and instead of being rich with the power she got beat down by the hierarchy in the dog den where she once lived. The world of wolves wasn’t good to her and when she pieced herself together, and that was all that was left, she hit the road and has lived in hiding ever since. She is on the flight portion of fight or flight, if a shifter takes notice in her she takes off.
Not so fast… Continue Reading
Title: Broken Course (Wrecked and Ruined, #3)
Author: Aly Martinez
Release Date: November 10, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Is it #WomanCrushWednesday yet? Don’t answer that! I know it’s Monday; it’s been Monday all day. It doesn’t matter, Milly is my #WomanCrushWeekday and I think I want to have her web-babies. They will look beautiful, all tawny skinned cherub babes with pink tipped kitten ears. They’ll be bilingual and speak feline and human; have Milly’s ability to get jiggy with it and the good part of my cray cray that makes happy chaos! Beautiful web-babies! #sigh
Like all peeps with the mental capacity of a thirteen year old just as much as I crush on Milly-doesn’t-do-vanilli, I have a man crush on Grayson Green. C’mon now! You have to be a hundred and sixty, with dead genitals, and no pleasure centers in your brain, if Gray doesn’t turn your buttons with that dirty mouth and descriptive ability. I mean, holy mouse house, Catman! That man would make Wilhelm Wundt proud with his command of visualization and imagery. I have gone back and read some of the naughty bits when it’s cold at night, I’m a money miser and won’t turn on the heat and I’ve already bought the book; Gray’s motion of the ocean heats my apartment with “Green” energy. (You have to expect that if there is a place for a pun I will find it!)
“A man who likes pussy. Got it.” Continue Reading
I most certainly did not pick this book because the heroine chicky had an awesome name! But the chick does have an awesome name, eh?
I found Ali after reading the first book in this series, Char, which I had picked up for nadda and read in hyperspeed. Mercy Amare has that spooky finger on the pulse of teen behavior that makes me cringe since my sister is an 18 year old who only last week I recall was entering pre-school; time seems to be a treacherously speedy bitch. Before you yank my review for that teen realism, I am not saying that the situation of a girl dumped in NYC and set up in a Gossip Girl episode is a reality. My go on this book is that I have to worry about my impressionable baby Jelly Bean walking into peer pressure, low self esteem, questionable, wtf judgement calls, hormones, drugs, drinking, insta-love, lust puppying, and overreacting as a daily experience. It is a frightening echo of every text, Facebook post and story my mom has to relate to me. There is a lot of Chuck Bass in the Beckers but not a helluva lot of sugar coating as far as being an adolescent or teen as far as Mercy Amare and how she writes out the inner hell that is a girl’s brain and how she relates to her friends and the general bullshit of growing up–which is pretty much the same no matter where you live.
Christian Becker is a NYC icon and dreamiest boy of all dreamy boys. As son of Charles Becker, Christian, and his brother Tristan, are heirs to Becker Industries, a multimillion dollar company, that the Becker men have plans to expand into other parts of the country when the Becker Boys get some finish on themselves. These aren’t your normal guys and Christian Becker isn’t an average NYU Freshman, he has plans. Once he sets his sights on Ali not only do those sights include making his mark on the world, taking his place in Becker Family Inc., he is planning on acquiring Ali in a long term capacity as well. Seeing Tristan with Char all flowers and hearts has left Christian with an itch to find himself a good woman and he knows the second he sees Ali that she is it for him. Continue Reading
On our fancier dates nights, my husband and I love to go out to the restaurants in San Francisco that have those great prix fixe menus. Three courses for $35, and for an extra $20, the wine pairing. I like it because I would normally never order an appetizer, entree, dessert, and three half-glasses of wine. And when he orders three different things, then we get to taste a lot from the menu. *Wanders off in a salivating reverie while recalling a particularly delicious salmon filet.*
And, I’m back! So, I thought it would be fun to give you my food and wine pairing for the Blood Vine series! Continue Reading
I had a few weeks where I was dealing with some anonymous threats about posting what some people want to call ‘questionable’ information about the Fallen Crest King and Queen and the Second King… I would never make up this stuff and I think if you know these people you can clearly see for yourself the veracity of their character in these questionnaires so I have one thing to say to you haters, “Get fucked!”
I have done nothing at all wrong in befriending Sam, sending her a small getting-to-know-you email, wisely anticipating a the less than forthright answers from Sam, Logan and Mason and ensuring that my job be done by looking out for Sam and sending a Trojan horse that triggers a videostream directly from her laptop cam to a site that I can view. You–strangely, overreactionary–peeps blowing up my social media calling me a stalker are failing to realize that this stuff is available all over the internet. If it were really THAT illegal and THAT wrong someone would have written Facebook or Google and someone would have done something about it, like, right away. It’s still there so it’s okay to use it and I did it to show Sam, Logan and Mason in their home environment–you know just like those documentary people do ALL the time and no one EVER bitches when scientists go and live with people who eat other people or castrate women. No one ever looks at the documentarist as bad for what they are doing!
Give me a FREAKIN’ break!
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I need a baby! Not that kitties aren’t doing it, but you can only self medicate with kittens and baby books for so long before you begin to build up a tolerance; the yen for the actual experience burns through. God, please put a baby in my belly; you did it for Mary, you can do it for me. I know, I know… she was your girl and all, but I swear I will ride a donkey for as long as you want and turn my apartment into a barn, just give me a baby! I am in a position where David and I can not make little Jung Joon Youngs and I am #sorrynotsorry to be greedy and demanding but without your intervention the only thing that I am likely to give birth to is a novel. I love giving birth to books but babies are better to smell and nibble on.
Elizabeth, the other half of my Doc Brown Naughty Librarian Book and Writing Club, popped out this baby when I wasn’t looking. #punsarefun I saw it come through on my Amazon alerts and had to send her a message to ask her if it was her because I didn’t think she would do me like that; have a baby and not tell me. #cheappunsarefun I got her to shoot me a copy of A Home For Lily and I read it right away, because I have that whole thing I spoke about in the paragraph above, where I self medicate my need for a child with books where women get knocked up; vicarious pregnancy or pregnancy by proxy; I obviously need to up my meds.
Lily has an asshat for a husband. He’s a class ‘A’ eff-tard and it’s okay that he’s the most miserable S.O.B in the world because in the first chapter Elizabeth kills him and Lily only has to struggle with the emotional forfeiture of dignity during her years spent with Barry and the PSTD from the accident in which he died for a little while. She is a really well put together woman. Well… she was almost shmushed by Barry’s terribad passive aggressive driving that leaves her with a limpy-gimpy lame gam so I guess there is that too, but Lily is actually over Barry long before Elizabeth writes him out of the book. I really feel like Lily should have talked to Elizabeth more and told her how over Barry she was because ma-girl comes out of this boom crash pretty mentally A-FREAKING-OTAY for someone who should be a bit scarred up all over in the head! This of course is the technical summary of the first chapter of the book. If the words I’m using are too formal please seek aid from Urban Dictionary or Google. Continue Reading
