
I don’t know if I am happy that Max is finally getting some touch from the right woman or disappointed Lexi isn’t going to torture him a helluva lot more. He seems so good at having his world go to sh@t! I actually still feel a little like he deserves some more dark clouds for everything he did with/to Hannah. You know what? I am going to be happy he’s getting his turn because if I know anything about Lexi Ryan books it is that she has to bottom out her hero/heroine until she gives them any light at the end of the tunnel. And if you are paying any attention, Lexi’s Muse, I would really love that at the end of Nix and Max’s story she decides she is a lesbian and he is left weiner in hand yet one more time.
Pu-lease, Ms. Ryan, go nasty!









You know that author you love but always tangles you up in knots and spits you out with every book, do you have one of those? I do. Lexi Ryan does that to me. She’s my crack. My meth addiction. She’s my heroin. I need her and she effs me up everytime I read one of her books. God I love her… can I have her book babies? This is a dysfunctional relationship. I understand that, but I don’t want it to be right.





Did you hear that strange noise that shattered the skies last Monday? It was a strange combination between a squee, yip, OMG and ayeee! I didn’t mean to broadcast globally but I finished All For This and the conclusion of my reading journey combined with the knowledge that I would no longer be buying cases of TUMS for the anxiety regarding Hannah’s fickle heart was enough to celebrate.

