Showing posts with label 5stars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 5stars. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Friday, June 12, 2015
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
{Review} Afraid to Fly by S.L. Jennings
Coming May 26th
I’d like to tell you that I’m ok.
That the meaningless sex with countless women has somehow numbed the pain. That it’s deciphered the constant confusion in my head. Eased the self-hatred that sinks into my gut every time I look in the mirror.
I’d like to tell you that time heals all wounds.
That we evolve and grow into well-adjusted, stable adults, set on a path to right the world’s wrongs. That we are not our past…we are not our pain.
I want to tell you all those things. Hell, I want to believe all those things. But I’d be lying. I’m good at that. Living a lie is the only way I truly know how to survive.
But the day I saw her, I stopped surviving. I stopped existing. And for the first time in 24 years, I started living.
She brought me back to life. Set me free and sent my soul soaring. Made this useless shell of a man feel like…something. Something whole and real and good.
She saved me.
Although she believes I wasn’t even worth saving.
This story chronicles the journey of Dominic Trevino, a character from Fear of Falling. However, it can be read as a standalone.
I’d like to tell you that I’m ok.
That the meaningless sex with countless women has somehow numbed the pain. That it’s deciphered the constant confusion in my head. Eased the self-hatred that sinks into my gut every time I look in the mirror.
I’d like to tell you that time heals all wounds.
That we evolve and grow into well-adjusted, stable adults, set on a path to right the world’s wrongs. That we are not our past…we are not our pain.
I want to tell you all those things. Hell, I want to believe all those things. But I’d be lying. I’m good at that. Living a lie is the only way I truly know how to survive.
But the day I saw her, I stopped surviving. I stopped existing. And for the first time in 24 years, I started living.
She brought me back to life. Set me free and sent my soul soaring. Made this useless shell of a man feel like…something. Something whole and real and good.
She saved me.
Although she believes I wasn’t even worth saving.
This story chronicles the journey of Dominic Trevino, a character from Fear of Falling. However, it can be read as a standalone.
I don't even know where to start with this review...
The tears, the hurt, the pain, the highlights, the heartache???
I crawled my bloody, bruised, and half-dead body through the ending of this book. Reaching for someone, anyone, to help me back up after being knocked straight on my ass.
It was intense, it was hard, it was emotional, Oh GOD, was it emotional, and some parts had me internally cringing, not sure if I wanted to keep reading.
It was so much, too much...
It was so much, too much...
But it was also raw, powerful, amazing, and just enough angst and drama to break up all the heartbreak.
Had you guessing WTF until the very end...
Then, just when Jennings breaks your heart into a million and one tiny pieces and burns each and every piece, she pours water on your soul and soothes your little, broken, book heart.
Of course she couldn't put it back together the way it was, it's still a little cracked and damaged, but it is fuller and pumps a little stronger...
I vaguely remembered the story behind Dom in Fear of Falling, and I knew this book was going to be hard for me because of the content that needed to be explored.
And it was...
It was really hard to read and really hard to digest. The details were graphic, hard to fathom, and just thinking about how a lot of kids have experienced something like that...
It's tragic.
Sickening..
Heartbreaking...
But Jennings does a spectacular job of giving you just enough to not make it too much, where you do not want to keep reading because it is to graphic.
My heart appreciated that.
I really don't want to give much away about this book. I want you to experience EVERYTHING yourself, just prepare yourself.
It is Dirty Dom and his story will break your little heart and even though it is hard to swallow, it is worth every word!
I give this 5 "Where are my cuddles???" Stars!!
It's tragic.
Sickening..
Heartbreaking...
But Jennings does a spectacular job of giving you just enough to not make it too much, where you do not want to keep reading because it is to graphic.
My heart appreciated that.
I really don't want to give much away about this book. I want you to experience EVERYTHING yourself, just prepare yourself.
It is Dirty Dom and his story will break your little heart and even though it is hard to swallow, it is worth every word!
I give this 5 "Where are my cuddles???" Stars!!
Excerpt
It was if my body had known what my soul needed to mend itself from the verbal assault that had left me open and bleeding. Sex was that healing balm for me. And this was exactly the place where I could find it.
None of the dancers here were prostitutes, and I never paid to get laid. Ever. They fucked me because they wanted me. And I fucked them because I needed them. It was an even trade.
Contrary to popular belief, I didn’t stick my dick in just anything, and other than Cherri, had only been intimate with two other girls there: Skylar, a hot sophomore at UNC Charlotte, stripping her way through college, and Velvet, a tattooed, purple-haired vixen from England who fucked like a porn star and cursed like a sailor.
Right now, I needed Velvet. If anyone could make me forget the last twenty minutes, Raven’s razor-sharp words and myself, it was her.
My legs carried me inside, despite the numbness I felt. I didn’t want to be here, but I needed to be. And once I had the soft silkiness and warmth of a woman’s skin against me, I’d feel a helluva lot better. Luckily, Velvet was there for a day shift, working the lunch crowd in her usual getup of velvet and chains. Today she wore a cut-out thonged romper that left little to the imagination. And that was fine by me. I was tired of thinking anyway.
“Hey love,” she smiled as I approached. Her lips were painted a deep, dark eggplant purple that almost looked black. I’d have the color smeared all over me within the hour, most of it in places invisible to the public.
I didn’t waste any time. I didn’t have it in me to go through the motions and pretend I was here for anything other than sex. I leaned in close to her ear, letting my lips brush her earlobe in that sensual way I knew would get her hot, and whispered, “Back room in 10.” Then I quickly made my way to the bar to slam a shot of tequila.
She was there when I arrived, lounging on a plush loveseat with her heeled boots propped up on the arm. She looked at me with sin gleaming in her heavily lined eyes and gave me a slow, Cheshire grin. “Someone’s awfully anxious today.”
I was already loosening my tie as I stalked towards her and said, “Clothes off, boots on and get on your knees.”
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
{Review} Broken Skies by Theresa Kay
Thirty years ago, civilization collapsed. Few survived.
Ten years ago, the aliens arrived…and stayed.
One year ago, I killed two men and went a little crazy.
Today, the aliens took my brother and I will do anything to get him back.
In seventeen-year-old Jax Mitchell's world, humans are nearly extinct and alien settlers have arrived.
Until recently, the E’rikon have remained segregated in their city and ignored the few humans who have tried to engage them… but now they have taken Jax’s brother. To rescue him, she forms an uneasy alliance with a teenage E’rikon left stranded in the woods. She agrees to guide him to the city if he sneaks her past the human-proof barrier. Too bad it’s not that simple.
Jax, who cannot stand to be touched, finds that she’s drawn to the alien boy with bright green hair and jewel-like scales on his back. And he’s equally affected by her, the courageous redhead with haunted eyes. But she doesn’t know the alien’s true motives and he has no idea that she is much more than she seems.
With the aliens and the humans at odds, the connection forming between the two teens has consequences. What started off as a rescue mission sets a chain of events in motion which threatens not only the remaining humans and the growing alien society, but Earth itself.
Ten years ago, the aliens arrived…and stayed.
One year ago, I killed two men and went a little crazy.
Today, the aliens took my brother and I will do anything to get him back.
In seventeen-year-old Jax Mitchell's world, humans are nearly extinct and alien settlers have arrived.
Until recently, the E’rikon have remained segregated in their city and ignored the few humans who have tried to engage them… but now they have taken Jax’s brother. To rescue him, she forms an uneasy alliance with a teenage E’rikon left stranded in the woods. She agrees to guide him to the city if he sneaks her past the human-proof barrier. Too bad it’s not that simple.
Jax, who cannot stand to be touched, finds that she’s drawn to the alien boy with bright green hair and jewel-like scales on his back. And he’s equally affected by her, the courageous redhead with haunted eyes. But she doesn’t know the alien’s true motives and he has no idea that she is much more than she seems.
With the aliens and the humans at odds, the connection forming between the two teens has consequences. What started off as a rescue mission sets a chain of events in motion which threatens not only the remaining humans and the growing alien society, but Earth itself.
Excuse me while I jump around in complete GLEE from having to write this review and relive this fabulous book all over again...
I don't even know where to begin this review. I feel like I unearthed a treasure and I'm not sure if I want to talk about it because I want to be selfish and just keep everything inside and relive it in my own head....
But that kind of defeats the purpose of why I am here...
Pimping books is what I do so I guess I will talk...
But that kind of defeats the purpose of why I am here...
Pimping books is what I do so I guess I will talk...
This book was so unique, but also had a vibe that was a mix between The Hunger Games trilogy and The Lux series by Jennifer Armentrout. No, there weren't many similarities between this book and the other two series (meaning you didn't feel as if you were rereading the other series all over again) but the vibe was definitely strong.
I was so smitten while reading, I didn't want to put it down. It was like this puzzle I wanted to figure out, but at the same time, I wanted to keep reading so I was happy to let everything unfold how the author wanted it to.
It is not everyday that an author can get me to read an alien romance and have me loving every minute of it. The only exception ever being JLA and now, Theresa Kay. When she first wrote me about this book, I was skeptical because I didn't think anyone could even hold a flame to my Daemon and Lux series. I loved that series so hard but I am happy to say, this book is, so far, on equal footing with The Lux series.
Yes, shocking, I know. But I have a feeling this series is going to blow the hell up once everyone starts reading it and loving it as much as I do.
This author makes you believe in the impossible, takes you to another world that you can vividly picture, due to the descriptions she gives, but gives you just enough to let your own imagination take over. There is always a fine balance between too many descriptions and not enough and this author balances it well.
The emotions that are portrayed are FELT. You FEEL them as if they were happening to you. I was laughing, annoyed, aggravated, sick, and yes, even a little butterfly action happening too. It was all there, all the emotions that make you fall in love with a story was all right there and it was magical. Like a little unicorn jumping over rainbows but way more badass!
Oh yes, the badassery is there, in spades. I thought I wouldn't like Jax at first because she seemed kind of dramatic but as I continued, I learned more about her and her brokeness, and I realized how awesome she really was. Plus, Kay, all but killed her in this book and she kept coming back for more.
Oh and the alien, I guess we should talk about the green/gold haired alien boy but I am not going to because I think you need to experience him for yourself....
Does that make me evil?...
Maybe...
Oh and the alien, I guess we should talk about the green/gold haired alien boy but I am not going to because I think you need to experience him for yourself....
Does that make me evil?...
Maybe...
Figure out your own opinion about him and whether or not you would want to have his little alien babies...
All in all, if you want to experience a new book, fall in love with a unique story, and be taken on an incredible journey with Jax then, GO GET THIS BOOK AND READ IT, RIGHT FREAKING NOW!!!!!!!!
This book got me out of my book funk and I was so enamored with the story that I felt a little stabby because the next book was not out yet!!
Oh, and it does not end in a cliff hanger but you will be salivating for more!!
I give this book a 5 "Please stop torturing Jax" Stars!!
Here is the link:
Friday, April 17, 2015
{Review} Sea of Stars by Amy Bartol
Eighteen-year-old Kricket Hollowell was looking for her place in the world when she discovered that the universe was bigger—and more dangerous—than she had ever dreamed. Now, whisked across space to the planet Ethar, Kricket learns that her genetic ability to see the future makes her a sought-after commodity…and the catalyst for war between her star-crossed parents’ clans. According to Alameedan prophecy, one house will rise to power and the other will be completely wiped out, and Kricket’s precognition is believed to be the weapon that will tip the scales.
A target of both the Rafe and the Alameeda houses, Kricket finds protection—and a home—in the arms of Trey, her Etharian bodyguard-turned-boyfriend. But her visions of what’s to come disturb her deeply, especially since she must discover whether the gift of foresight will allow her to rewrite the future, or if her fate is as immovable as the stars.
I love Amy Bartol... LOVE HER... LOVE, LOVE, LOVE HER!!!
If I was a little more psychotic, she'd be trapped in my basement while I demanded her to type out all the glorious words, sentences, paragraphs, and chapters that leave me feeling book-gasmic...
So glorious that I make up words just to describe what her books do to me!!
I don't say that to just any author, just the ones that leave me with all the feels.
To prepare for this book I had to do a reread of Under Different Stars. When I say I "had to," what I really mean is, I wanted to because I missed these characters and this way, I got to experience them longer than I would have if I jumped into book 2.
Kricket is back, right where she left off but if you thought things would smooth out once she was on Skye, you are truly mistaken.
There was so much action in this book, every single page had something happening, someone dying (WHAAAT)... fighting, blood, guts, and gore. I was riveted in every aspect, I wanted to learn more, meet new people, and discover the truth of what was really happening.
But nothing really gets settled, if anything more secrets get divulged and I am salivating for the next book in this series. I need it like I need my morning cup of coffee to make me feel less like a homeless woman and more like a citizen of society (sometimes).
Where Amy left this book, had me wanting to track her down and scream at her like a lunatic... How dare her leave us like that, how dare her do that to ME!!! I know what she is doing, she did it in her Premonition series, where she had you sympathizing and liking the antagonist but I can't do it... I can't!!!
Brennus can suck it as much as Kyon can!!
Kyon has to go somewhere else, HAS TO!! I don't like him, I am totally team Trey and maybe a little bit of Giffen (you meet him in this one)... And I can't love him like I love Trey, nope, don't even try it lady!!!
(That above statement made me sound like a total teen fangirl but whatever, I don't care... Judge away)
Ugh... Anyway, this book is just as spectacular as the first one, if not more so. I loved it and I officially don't like Amy so you know she did an amazing job if I am salivating for the next book and hating the author at the same time...
If you have not discovered Kricket and her story yet, then you are truly missing out!! I 10000000% recommend this book to anyone who loves a great adventure, another world, love, and fuckedupness...
It has everything and you will not be disappointed!!
I give this a 5"I love Kricket so hard, but Amy is a butthead" Stars!!!
Look below for the links to this amazing series...
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
{Review}{Excerpt} The Deal by Elle Kennedy
THE DEAL
Off-Campus Book #1
Elle Kennedy
She’s about to make a deal with the college bad boy…
Hannah Wells has finally found someone who turns her on. But while she might be confident in every other area of her life, she’s carting around a full set of baggage when it comes to sex and seduction. If she wants to get her crush’s attention, she’ll have to step out of her comfort zone and make him take notice…even if it means tutoring the annoying, childish, cockycaptain of the hockey team in exchange for a pretend date.
…and it’s going to be oh so good
All Garrett Graham has ever wanted is to play professional hockey after graduation, but his plummeting GPA is threatening everything he’s worked so hard for. If helping a sarcastic brunette make another guy jealous will help him secure his position on the team, he’s all for it. But when one unexpected kiss leads to the wildest sex of both their lives, it doesn’t take long for Garrett to realize that pretend isn’t going to cut it. Now he just has to convince Hannah that the man she wants looks a lot like him.
I am so giddy after reading this little gem!!
I thought this book was going to be another one of those books that is about a cocky jock that is to stupid to see what is in front of his face... But it wasn't... Not really...
Garrett is just...everything. Hannah is...everything and them together are...
The banter is what makes this book everything that it is. I am such a freaking whore for amazing banter and these two had it in SPADES. The heroine had a personality that wasn't whiny and pretentious.
She was broken before but it didn't let it DEFINE her. I always read these stories where the heroine is broken and needs someone to help fix her and by the end of the book, she finds someone, and they live happily ever after.
This book wasn't like that.
We get to see someone who has already healed. It was nice to be taken on a journey to see what happens to a person who has had a tragic past and has overcame it. The afterwards is probably as important as the recovery journey and I am glad the author didn't dwell on the tragic past. It happened, she healed, and now she was just searching for something else.
It was inspiring...
Also, the freaking sexual chemistry was through the freaking roof. I needed a cold shower or my battery operated friend, since my husband was at work, because OH MAH GOSH!!
I was eagerly turning the pages to see what was going to happen next and I didn't want to put this book down. Everything was just perfect in the way it was delivered that I can say, without a doubt, it is one of my favorite books I have read this year!
And I have to say that I am a HUGE anti-insta-love type person because it just doesn't seem plausible. I can't even stand to watch The Bachelor because it seems so fake and engineered to me. But this author made me feel the connection, FEEL the love, FEEL everything and I didn't even second guess the timeline of the relationship...
I didn't even realize the characters had only been hanging out for a week before they were... well, I will let you see what they were doing. But once I found that out, I didn't get that icky, OMG it is too soon feeling in my gut, I was actually waiting to see when they were going to rip their clothes off...
NO whiny heroines. There is a cocky jock that makes you want to slap him but also lick him at the same time so you are confused on what to do with him. But I am pretty sure you will choose to get him naked because, well, no one can refuse a cocky jock with a big ego but an even bigger heart.
I give this story a 5/5 "I am such a banter whore" Stars
EXCERPT
Thirty minutes before my shift ends, I find Garrett Graham in one of my booths.
Seriously.
Does this guy ever give up?
I have no desire to go over there and serve him, but I don’t have much of a choice. Lisa,
the other waitress on duty, is busy tending to a group of faculty members at a table across the room, and my boss Della is behind the baby-blue Formica counter dishing out slices of pecan pie to three freshman girls sitting on the tall swivel stools.
I set my jaw and march up to Garrett, making my displeasure obvious as I meet his
twinkling gray eyes. He runs a hand through his cropped dark hair and flashes a lopsided grin.
“Hey there, Hannah. Fancy meeting you here.”
“Yeah, fancy,” I mutter, yanking my order pad out of my apron pocket. “What can I get
“A tutor.”
“Sorry, that’s not on the menu.” I smile sweetly. “We serve really good pecan pie,
though.”
“You know what I did last night?” he says without acknowledging the sarcasm.
“Yep. You were text stalking me.”
He rolls his eyes. “Before that, I mean.”
I pretend to think it over. “Um…you hooked up with a cheerleader? No, you hooked up
with the girls’ hockey team. No, wait, they’re probably not ditzy enough for you. I stick with my original guess—cheerleader.”
“Sorority sister, actually,” he says smugly. “But I’m talking about what I did before that.”
He raises one dark eyebrow. “But I’m very intrigued by your interest in my sex life. I can give you details about that another time if you want.”
“I don’t.”
“Another time,” he echoes in a dismissive tone, folding his hands on the blue-and-white-
checkered tablecloth.
He’s got big hands with long fingers, short nails, and knuckles that are slightly red and
cracked. I wonder if he’s been in a fight recently, but then I realize the busted-up knuckles are probably a hockey player thing.
“I was at study group yesterday,” he informs me. “There were eight other people there,
and you know what the highest mark in the group was?” He blurts out the answer before I can hazard a guess. “C-plus. And our combined average was a D. How am I supposed to pass this makeup if I’m studying with people who are as dumb as I am? I need you, Wellsy.”
Wellsy? Is that a nickname? And how on earth does he know that my last name is Wells?
I never told—argh. Damn sign-up sheet.
Garrett notices my surprised look and cocks his brows again. “I learned a lot about you in study group. Got your number, your full name, even found out where you work.”
“Congratulations, you really are a stalker.”
“Nope, just thorough. I like to know what I’m up against.”
“Jesus Harold Christ! I’m not tutoring you, okay? Go bug somebody else.” I point at the
menu in front of him. “Are you ordering? Because if not, then please go away and let me do my job in peace.”
“Jesus Harold Christ?” Garrett snickers before picking up the laminated menu and giving it a cursory glance. “I’ll have a turkey club.” He sets the menu down, then reaches for it again.
“And a bacon double cheeseburger. Just the burger, no fries. Actually, I changed my mind—yes to the fries. Oh, and a side order of onion rings.”
My jaw almost hits the floor. “You’re seriously going to eat all that?”
He grins. “Of course. I’m a growing boy.”
Boy? Nuh-uh. I’m only noticing it now—probably because I’ve been too distracted by
how insufferable he is—but Garrett Graham is all man. There’s nothing boyish about him, not his chiseled good looks or his tall frame or that ripped chest of his, which suddenly flashes to mind as I remember the picture he sent me.
“I’ll also take a slice of that pecan pie and a Dr. Pepper to drink. Oh, and some tutoring.”
“Not on the menu,” I say cheerfully. “But the rest is coming right up.”
Before he can argue, I abandon his booth and head to the back counter to place his order with Julio, our night cook. A nanosecond later, Lisa rushes over and addresses me in a hushed
“Oh my God. You know who that is, right?”
“Yep.”
“It’s Garrett Graham.”
“I know,” I answer dryly. “That’s why I said yep.”
Lisa looks outraged. “What is wrong with you? Why aren’t you freaking out right now?
Garrett Graham is sitting in your booth. He talked to you.”
“Holy shit, he did? I mean, his lips were moving, but I didn’t realize he was talking.”
I roll my eyes and walk over to the drink station to pour Garrett’s drink. I don’t look his
way, but I can feel those smoky gray eyes following my every movement. He’s probably sending
Seriously.
Does this guy ever give up?
I have no desire to go over there and serve him, but I don’t have much of a choice. Lisa,
the other waitress on duty, is busy tending to a group of faculty members at a table across the room, and my boss Della is behind the baby-blue Formica counter dishing out slices of pecan pie to three freshman girls sitting on the tall swivel stools.
I set my jaw and march up to Garrett, making my displeasure obvious as I meet his
twinkling gray eyes. He runs a hand through his cropped dark hair and flashes a lopsided grin.
“Hey there, Hannah. Fancy meeting you here.”
“Yeah, fancy,” I mutter, yanking my order pad out of my apron pocket. “What can I get
“A tutor.”
“Sorry, that’s not on the menu.” I smile sweetly. “We serve really good pecan pie,
though.”
“You know what I did last night?” he says without acknowledging the sarcasm.
“Yep. You were text stalking me.”
He rolls his eyes. “Before that, I mean.”
I pretend to think it over. “Um…you hooked up with a cheerleader? No, you hooked up
with the girls’ hockey team. No, wait, they’re probably not ditzy enough for you. I stick with my original guess—cheerleader.”
“Sorority sister, actually,” he says smugly. “But I’m talking about what I did before that.”
He raises one dark eyebrow. “But I’m very intrigued by your interest in my sex life. I can give you details about that another time if you want.”
“I don’t.”
“Another time,” he echoes in a dismissive tone, folding his hands on the blue-and-white-
checkered tablecloth.
He’s got big hands with long fingers, short nails, and knuckles that are slightly red and
cracked. I wonder if he’s been in a fight recently, but then I realize the busted-up knuckles are probably a hockey player thing.
“I was at study group yesterday,” he informs me. “There were eight other people there,
and you know what the highest mark in the group was?” He blurts out the answer before I can hazard a guess. “C-plus. And our combined average was a D. How am I supposed to pass this makeup if I’m studying with people who are as dumb as I am? I need you, Wellsy.”
Wellsy? Is that a nickname? And how on earth does he know that my last name is Wells?
I never told—argh. Damn sign-up sheet.
Garrett notices my surprised look and cocks his brows again. “I learned a lot about you in study group. Got your number, your full name, even found out where you work.”
“Congratulations, you really are a stalker.”
“Nope, just thorough. I like to know what I’m up against.”
“Jesus Harold Christ! I’m not tutoring you, okay? Go bug somebody else.” I point at the
menu in front of him. “Are you ordering? Because if not, then please go away and let me do my job in peace.”
“Jesus Harold Christ?” Garrett snickers before picking up the laminated menu and giving it a cursory glance. “I’ll have a turkey club.” He sets the menu down, then reaches for it again.
“And a bacon double cheeseburger. Just the burger, no fries. Actually, I changed my mind—yes to the fries. Oh, and a side order of onion rings.”
My jaw almost hits the floor. “You’re seriously going to eat all that?”
He grins. “Of course. I’m a growing boy.”
Boy? Nuh-uh. I’m only noticing it now—probably because I’ve been too distracted by
how insufferable he is—but Garrett Graham is all man. There’s nothing boyish about him, not his chiseled good looks or his tall frame or that ripped chest of his, which suddenly flashes to mind as I remember the picture he sent me.
“I’ll also take a slice of that pecan pie and a Dr. Pepper to drink. Oh, and some tutoring.”
“Not on the menu,” I say cheerfully. “But the rest is coming right up.”
Before he can argue, I abandon his booth and head to the back counter to place his order with Julio, our night cook. A nanosecond later, Lisa rushes over and addresses me in a hushed
“Oh my God. You know who that is, right?”
“Yep.”
“It’s Garrett Graham.”
“I know,” I answer dryly. “That’s why I said yep.”
Lisa looks outraged. “What is wrong with you? Why aren’t you freaking out right now?
Garrett Graham is sitting in your booth. He talked to you.”
“Holy shit, he did? I mean, his lips were moving, but I didn’t realize he was talking.”
I roll my eyes and walk over to the drink station to pour Garrett’s drink. I don’t look his
way, but I can feel those smoky gray eyes following my every movement. He’s probably sending
t
elepathic orders for me to tutor him. Well, too bad for him. There’s no way I’m wasting the little spare time I have on a college hockey player who thinks he’s a rock star.
Lisa trails after me, oblivious to my sarcasm and still gushing about Graham. “He’s so
gorgeous. Like unbelievably gorgeous.” Her voice lowers to a whisper. “And I hear he’s
amazing in bed.”
I snort. “He probably started that rumor himself.”
“No, Samantha Richardson told me. She hooked up with him last year at the Theta
kegger. Said it was the best sex of her life.”
I have no response, because I couldn’t care less about the sex life of some girl I don’t
even know. Instead, I shrug and hold out the Dr. Pepper. “You know what? Why don’t you take his booth?”
The way Lisa gasps, you’d think I just handed her a check for five million dollars. “Are
you sure?”
“Yep. He’s all yours.”
“Oh my God.” She takes a step forward as if she’s going to hug me, but then her gaze
darts to Garrett and she appears to have second thoughts about broadcasting her terribly unwarranted joy. “I owe you so big for this, Han.”
I want to tell her that she’s actually doing me the favor, but she’s already dashing toward
the booth to wait on her prince. I watch in amusement as Garrett’s expression clouds over at
Lisa’s approach. He picks up the glass she sets in front of him, then meets my gaze and slants his
As if to say, you’re not getting rid of me that easily.
Lisa trails after me, oblivious to my sarcasm and still gushing about Graham. “He’s so
gorgeous. Like unbelievably gorgeous.” Her voice lowers to a whisper. “And I hear he’s
amazing in bed.”
I snort. “He probably started that rumor himself.”
“No, Samantha Richardson told me. She hooked up with him last year at the Theta
kegger. Said it was the best sex of her life.”
I have no response, because I couldn’t care less about the sex life of some girl I don’t
even know. Instead, I shrug and hold out the Dr. Pepper. “You know what? Why don’t you take his booth?”
The way Lisa gasps, you’d think I just handed her a check for five million dollars. “Are
you sure?”
“Yep. He’s all yours.”
“Oh my God.” She takes a step forward as if she’s going to hug me, but then her gaze
darts to Garrett and she appears to have second thoughts about broadcasting her terribly unwarranted joy. “I owe you so big for this, Han.”
I want to tell her that she’s actually doing me the favor, but she’s already dashing toward
the booth to wait on her prince. I watch in amusement as Garrett’s expression clouds over at
Lisa’s approach. He picks up the glass she sets in front of him, then meets my gaze and slants his
As if to say, you’re not getting rid of me that easily.
Friday, February 27, 2015
{Review}{Giveaway} The Hidden Library by Heather Lyons
Sometimes, the rabbit hole is deeper than expected . . .
Alice Reeve and Finn Van Brunt have tumbled into a life of secrets. Some secrets they share, such as their employment by the clandestine organization known as The Collectors’ Society. Other secrets they carry within them, fighting to keep buried the things that could change everything they think they know.
On the hunt for an elusive villain who is hell-bent on destroying legacies, Alice, Finn, and the rest of the Society are desperate to unravel the mysteries surrounding them. But the farther they spiral down this rabbit hole, the deeper they fall into secrets that will test their loyalties and pit them against enemies both new and old.
Secrets, they come to find, can reveal the deadliest of truths.
*Swwwwooooonnnn*
I am still and will always be in love with Heather's writing and her ability to pull a story together that makes you FEEL all the FEELS. No matter if she is writing about superpowers or tales that were long since forgotten.
Pulling Twain off my shelf, blowing off the dust and diving back into his story gave me a sense of longing and nostalgia that holds a deep place in my heart. Reading Carroll's semi-creepy tales about mad hatters, sneaky felines, and killer cards just gives you a sense of wonder and imagination like nothing else. I am also still convinced that man was dropping acid in order to dream up that fantasyland.
When we enter The Hidden Library, we pick right back up from where The Collector's Society left us.
Alice is still there doing badassery things with her badass self and I fall back in love with her. The way she talks, moves, her determination, perseverance and everything else about her makes me want to do a little happy dance that I finally found a female character that I don't want to throat punch!
With this book, we get a nice surprise of being inside Finn's head. The reader gets a deeper, emotional, look inside of him and what he is really all about. I liked him in TCS but I absolutely LOVED him in THL! I am glad Heather decided to put his POV in this book, it was a good choice!!.
I am not going to get into the specifics of this story or TCS because I would hate to ruin the books for anyone reading them for the first time (I am also at a loss for what to say other than YOU BETTER READ THIS BOOK).
Just let me say that by the end of it, you are going to look a lot like this...
Just let me say that by the end of it, you are going to look a lot like this...
Find Heather and give her this look...
And then when she laughs and thinks it is funny that you are in emotional turmoil, you will want to just...
There are a lot of curse words I want to use but I am going to contain them and get right with God, while I am silently cursing out everyone until the next book is out...
If I get arrested, I am blaming Heather...
Maybe I will meet Alice in my new padded cell...
We can all join and discuss theories until our heads EXPLODE with wonder...
But seriously, this book will rip every emotion out of you, grind them up, and spit them back out at you like a possessed blender. You won't know which feeling you feel but you will have a lot of them flying at you.
And finally, you will hate/love the author until she does it again in the next book!!
If you haven't read The Collector's Society, then I don't know what you are still doing here reading this...
You need to go...
GO...
GET OUT OF HERE...
READ THE COLLECTOR'S SOCIETY...
NOW!!!
If you have read TCS, and are still here but haven't read The Hidden Library yet, then I just have one thing to say to you...
5"I hate Heather but I still love her" Stars!!!
Amazon ** Amazon UK ** Barnes and Noble ** iBooks ** Kobo
Don’t miss the first book in this series, THE COLLECTORS’ SOCIETY!
Amazon ** Barnes and Noble ** iBooks ** Kobo
About Heather Lyons:
Heather Lyons writes epic, heartfelt love stories and has always had a thing for words. In addition to writing, she’s also been an archaeologist and a teacher. She and her husband and children live in sunny Southern California and are currently working their way through every cupcakery she can find.
Links:
Website: http://www.
Author Goodreads: http://www.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/
THE HIDDEN LIBRARY Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
{Review} Clear: A Death Trippers Novel by Jessica Fucking Park
Blurb:
Stella Ford’s grasp on reality is already loose, and it’s about to come undone.
When the college junior flees Chicago and leaves her toxic family behind, she heads for coastal Maine to find the one person who brought her peace years ago: Sam Bishop. But the Sam she once knew now has painful secrets.
Stella is determined to heal them both. Healing, however, is a challenge when the walls of her everyday existence collapse. And when Sam’s best friend is his worst enemy.
When the line between life and death blurs.
When an end is just a beginning.
When lust and rage rule.
Yet during extraordinary chaos, there can be extraordinary love, even if that love comes with a twist.
Welcome to death tripping.
A thriller, a paranormal, and a passionate romance, CLEAR crosses genres and breaks boundaries.
I am having a hard time writing this review for some unknown reason. I have been reading paranormal books since the appearance of Twilight.
Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, Aliens, etc... I have read them all!
Some were boring and others were so amazing I never wanted them to end.
But...
Clear is a story all on its own. The whole concept is unique and a little weird but it is something that nobody has read before. When I was reading it, I felt like I took a trip on acid and couldn't figure out WTF was going on.
With other paranormals, I knew the basics of how something happened, how people became who they were... Vampires are bitten, Werewolves are too. Some have it in their DNA... etc. etc. etc. But since Death Tripping is a new phenomenon, I had no idea what I was going to get.. Still don't know how the original person death tripped. Is it in their DNA? Did they just come back because of will power?? I have so many different scenarios running through my head and I still have no concrete answer.
I went into this story completely blind. I didn't read the teasers, I didn't read the synopsis, I didn't read anything leading up to it because I wanted keep my mind open in order to really experience all of it.
All I knew was JP wrote it and that is pretty much all I needed to know (I mean come on, it's Jessica freaking Park)
The story itself is presented in layers. Jessica gives you little tidbits here and there and then in the end everything is... well, you will have to read it for yourself to see where everything leads. I am not giving anything away... But I will give a hint...
This was my face when I got to the end....
My mind was conjuring different scenarios of what was going to happen and it was a complete surprise all the way to the end. I loved how I never figured out what was going to happen and I loved how I was still surprised after every chapter. You will go through a full range of emotions throughout the entire book.
I was literally hanging off the edge of my seat (or bed), I was scared, I was horny as fuck, I was OMGing, I was crying... I was, I was, I was... You are getting the gist...
I had so many different feels and at one point I screamed...
TOO MANY FEELS Jessica, I CANT TAKE IT!!!
Scared the shit out of my husband and he thought I was a little psycho but once I explained what was happening, he still thought I was fucking nuts. But thats ok because I jumped his bones later and he accepted my craziness ;)..
I was very consumed in this story and even when I felt like my mind was going to explode, I still kept on reading so I could see what was going to happen. I needed to know, I needed to keep my emotions in a never ending roller coaster because I wanted the FEELS...
ALL THE FEELS!
It was perfection, but I didn't have any doubts because Jessica fucking Park wrote the damn thing. And you can tell she wrote it, it had her quirky personality and everything you have come to expect and love with her books.
Even if you are not a fan of paranormal, I still say give this book a whirl because you will not be left disappointed in everything you experience.
It is fast-paced, crazy, fucked up, confusing, but an all around complete and total mind fuck that will leave you scratching your head and wanting to dive right back in to make sure you "got" everything that happened, and to experience it all over again.
I give this mind fuck 5STARS and I urge you to get your hands on it and devour it ASAP!!!
Links to purchase:
Itunes
KoBO
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)