Friendly reminder to authors. Covers are important. Your opinion can differ from mine with respect to the cutesie cartoony cover (me = love ‘em), but similar cover art is never a bad thing when it comes to the ability of old geezers like myself looking for their next read. I loved The Love Hypothesis and still have Love on the Brain on the Kindle to get to eventually – and the reason it got there was because I recognized the art instantly. Honestly, I didn’t even notice Ali Hazelwood’s name on this one because . . .
But then I was chatting my weekly chat with Shelby like we do and when we finally got around to talking books after dissing our husbands for a bit she said she was reading this porny little vampyre/werewolf thing and loving it so obviously I put it on hold at the library.
Now, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve read some leechy shifter shiz, but be still my ever Twilight loving self, this was IT for me! Bonus – it even had a plot and not just smexuals (*cough knotting cough*). If you want your supernatural love to be full on NC-17 rather than PG-13, get a copy of this stat. And if you want some more werewolf smut, I recommend most anything by Suzanne Wright.
Despite not loooooooving The Last Housewife (to me it really was just a cut and paste of the actual Nxivm headlines from a few years ago), I really dug In My Dreams I Hold a Knife so I requested the library to buy this immediately after being denied the ARC. I didn’t know anything about it before beginning – and then I saw the cover blurb by Clare Mackintosh . . .
Yep. That was pretty spot on. Kudos to you, Ms. Winstead, for having the backing behind your fan fiction and for willingly admitting your love for all things Twilight even all these years later. ...more
What in the Wattpad did I just read? I was really looking forward to this, but oh my word talk about some seriously undeveloped characters,
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What in the Wattpad did I just read? I was really looking forward to this, but oh my word talk about some seriously undeveloped characters, plot, and everything else. This literally read like a teenager’s fanfiction. Do yourself a favor and just re-read Daisy Jones or watch the show.
ARC provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. ...more
If Fifty Shades started off as a Twilight fanfic, I’m assuming How To Bang A Billionaire started as a Fifty Shades fanfic. I’ve had this book for about a billion and a half years, but it never got moved up the TBR due to that fact. But then it was time for the Superb Owl celebration and I had just finished reading a real clinker that I actually had high hopes for and I figured what the hell. No time like the present to get my smut on. And Alexis Hall has been my go-to over the years whenever I want something that makes me feel a little horny, baby. He writes good characters, there’s just enough angst, the dialogue is always witty and up until this point the smexytimes, while pretty hot, were delivered fade-to-black style.
So, as I said, this appears to have started off as some sort of “challenge accepted”/anything you can do I can do without making readers vomit better response to the nightmare which was 50 Shades. Good news is this features 100% less cringe-inducing “inner goddess” speak, a plot and steamy rather than barfy bang sessions. Bad news (which I knew before ever starting) is this is totally the start of a series and if you want any sort of wrapping up of things you would have to continue reading. I am not that girl, so I will be stopping with numero uno and just remain thankful this was not a shitshow like its inspiration.
Oh B.B. Easton, where have you been all my life?!?!?!?!?! Seriously though, I can’t believe I’ve never read her smut before now. I’ll be honest and saOh B.B. Easton, where have you been all my life?!?!?!?!?! Seriously though, I can’t believe I’ve never read her smut before now. I’ll be honest and say that despite the fact I am usually gal #1 to Google “was that originally a book?” when a new movie or series is advertised because I am a reader rather than a watcher, I didn’t really have an interest in having anything to do with Sex/Life. You see, not only am I not a huge T.V. fan, but I am also a good girl and like my porn all nicely disguised in the confines of my Kindle rather than bumping and grinding on the ol’ tellie where my teenager could walk in at any moment embarrassing us both for eternity. I also assumed this program had not initially been a book. But then I heard about a *cough certain scene cough* . . . . .
So I Googled “was that originally a book?” while attempting to find said scene via some sort of interweb backdoor in order to maintain my closet voyeurism and not give my husband the wrong impression that I was interested in making the sexytimes. There you have the long and short of how I found my new best friend B.B. Now let me introduce you in case you haven’t met. Goodreads’ friends, meet B.B. . . . .
Therefore, some covert ops must happen in order for her to get the banging she deserves . . . .
After consulting with the devil on my shoulder, I’ve decided to embark on a morally bankrupt psychological experiment with the hopes of transforming Ken into someone warm and affectionate whose love for me is so immense that he needs a tattoo of my name and/or likeness just so that he can better broadcast his feelings for me to the world.
What’s the experiment, you ask???? Well, after the husbot apparently read some steamy offerings in B.B.’s journal he took the bait and gave her a taste of what she was looking for and a plan was hatched . . . .
I’m going to start planting a glossily exaggerated Lifetime movie version of you under the filename Super Private Journal That Ken Is Never, Never Allowed to Read Ever where I will plant completely fabricated stories about my ex-boyfriends designed to inspire Ken to up his fucking game.
And that’s just what she does. Hilarity ensues. I am for real this was laugh out loud funny at times. And also really porny. Like . . . .
I have no idea how this translates to the screen and I have no intention of finding out. This was a hilariously raunchy way to spend an afternoon and that’s all that matters to me : ) ...more
Let’s just call the time I spent on this series an unfortunate side effect of the pandemic and additional proof that 2020 sucked a big bag of dicks. ...more
A journey via giffery of a rabbit hole I fell into this past Spring.
You see, a few months into lockdown I didn’t realize it was going to be the new nA journey via giffery of a rabbit hole I fell into this past Spring.
You see, a few months into lockdown I didn’t realize it was going to be the new normal and that no one would ever leave their house ever again. I was about eleventy trillion reviews behind for the year and my eyeballs were constantly on fire from the amout of books I was reading. I had finally reached the point where I was . . . . .
Since desperate times call for desperate measures, I finally attempted to figure out how to work the smart T.V. in order to watch all of the romantic comedies on the ol’ . . . . .
Okay, so I didn’t know any sort of backstory about this series before viewing the film. All I knew was that I had dubbed it “attractive young white people kissing” because 99.99999% of the scenes were along these lines . . . .
Especially these never-ending varieties – Like 50 Shades or Dusty. Oh my lord. All these motherfuckers needed someone to send half the pages to the shredder. Apparently there was a lot of controversy about this one, but I could really give a shit about any of that and am definitely not going to look into it any further. My low rating comes from the endless loop of repeating the same cycle with not much of a plot to speak of for 600 G.D. pages.
And then I read the second one. I need help....more
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