I’ve had my eye on Kaitlin Bevis’s work for a while – I mean, a book with the title “Persephone”? you dangle that in front of me, I’m a goner.
So when Ms Ali Cat presented me with the opportunity to dive into it, I jumped as high as my little legs allowed me and screamed “yes, yes, yes” on repeat like a newly-proposed to woman in love (or not) would do.
A thousand times yes! Continue Reading
I tend to get in reading rut, like my choice in foods–I find something tasty and it’s all I eat for the next month. With reading I will be taken with a topic and read nothing but that for a while: YA, Science Fiction, stepbrothers, motorcycle clubs, Classics, shifters, urban fantasy, ménage, vintage romances… Then I will read something off the menu and it will blow me the eff away. Since I buy a lot of books (upward of 150-200/month) I sometimes flip through my e-reader and select a book by cover not knowing what in hell I’m getting into because Kindle doesn’t show me blurbs, and I’m stuck just pants-ing my novel choice. Some are winners, some are losers–this was a blue ribbon selection, and how I came to read Xaman. (And I don’t regret my cover loving in the least because the book was amazekitties.) Continue Reading
This book came to my via a review request by A.J. Tipton. I’m unsure which part of the A & J sent me the request but they lured me by using my love of Lizzy Ford novels. Because the Her Elemental Viking series does fall under the same genre I overcame my commitment not to take on anymore book review requests. I mean, dude, it’s paranormal vikings for Bunny’s sakes! Who could turn their cheek to sexy, supernatural vikings; I’m not made of that stuff even if that strong person does exists. Continue Reading
The Sassy Mates books fell into my lap when I began doing what I am happily calling Amazon Book Crawls. Social people have bar crawls and do foolish things with WTF consequences that they often need to explain to family, friends, and/or the police, for a while I feared my book crawls would land me in Debit Card jail with my guy, but he responded with the nicest pass which was, “I will never begrudge you books”. My habit is to pick a topic, plug it into an Amazon search, in this case it was ‘Shifter Mates’, and then I just flipped through the pages buying whatever looked interesting.
Now… I should tell you that I buy, EVERY MONTH, between 100 – 300 books. Yep, I do. And that thing everyone cries about when reviewing ARCs on how Amazon takes down their reviews NEVER HAPPENS to me. Why would they ever want to piss me off? I’m a cash cow. Will I ever in my lifetime read those books? NO! But as time has passed and I have met more authors and they have been for the most part, Indie Authors, I just buy to support them now. I consider it paying it forward.
When I first read Scent of a Mate… I began buying all Milly’s shifter books. I was in lurve! She has a way with furry men and sexy sex that makes my Kindle feel like I’m doing a workout. I dunno if it’s the panting, the flushing of my skin or the hot flashes but her stories make me feel like I need an energy drink afterward.
This book was the VERY first Lizzy Ford book I ever read and I read it again because of her releasing the trilogy. Yeah, I did plan to review this at some point anyway. Yeah, my head was going a little cray-cray that all the goodness would be in one place. Yes, I may have jumped the gun and read it again before the trilogy was out–but because I have this odd compulsion to spend like money has no meaning where books and author supporting are concerned–I am/have purchased the Kindle version and am footing the bill for my own signed copy and some of these Rhyn Trilogy Baby giveaway copies. Lizzy is actually going to graciously donate one of the copies! I’m really excited about that too! I don’t know why I’m as excited about it as I am. I could actually tinkle myself, and it’s not like I’m winning it, but it might as well be like I have for how excited I am for her donating it! ZOMG! LIZZY FORD!!!
The Giveaway is in the middle of the page. Hey! Read the review first or I will send a gnome to poop on your doorstep.
What is sexier than sex on a stick? Sex on a stick that purrs and has momentously hugelicious control issues; in walks a manimal named Darkness and suddenly I need a shower, chocolate, intravenous injection of dilaudid and my mom talking in my ear to distract me until the hot flashes go away. From the second he was mentioned back in what, was it Moon’s book–maybe it was Shadow’s, I was all heavy in the breath for him. I love my men to be morally ambiguous; I want them to be like my coffee, black on the inside with a good dose of potential evil. Darkness isn’t called Darkness because he cuddles puppies and kisses babies; this cat likes playing with his dinner before he eats his prey. Eat me Darkness, play with me, eat me! Please mom, don’t read that! Continue Reading
Did you feel that or was I the only one who had that special tingle in my pants? Yeah, Lizzy is sorta like the JJ Abrams of books for me. She isn’t someone who I gravitate to on the basis of heart-attack-humor but she blows me the eff away with every freakin book on the side of supa-natural and paranorms. She’s got it and I get it. Once I read it, I get a tingle. Sometimes it makes me pee because it is so freakaliciously amazekittens! Other times its the deal where her men make me get excited and it’s a different wetness and tingle altogether. I’m still fanning myself over Rhyn and waving my Team Decker flag. Please don’t ask me what the hell I’m doing licking my paper doll of Nathan or petting my screensaver of Chace. I am pleading the fifth on all accounts. This is also where I’d like to make a plea for sexy men with red necklaces to come bite me. Please, Xander, come nibble me! Continue Reading
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!)
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