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BOOK REVIEW – Roar and Liv (Under the Never Sky #0.5) by Veronica Rossi

BOOK REVIEW – Roar and Liv (Under the Never Sky #0.5) by Veronica RossiRoar and Liv (Under the Never Sky #0.5)
by Veronica Rossi
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Synopsis:

Before Perry and Aria, there was Roar and Liv.

After a childhood spent wandering the borderlands, Roar finally feels like he has a home with the Tides. His best friend Perry is like a brother to him, and Perry's sister, Liv, is the love of his life. But Perry and Liv's unpredictable older brother, Vale, is the Blood Lord of the Tides, and he has never looked kindly on Roar and Liv's union. Normally, Roar couldn't care less about Vale's opinion. But with food running low and conditions worsening every day, Vale's leadership is more vital—and more brutal—than ever. Desperate to protect his tribe, Vale makes a decision that will shatter the life Roar knew and change the fate of the Tides forever.

Review:

*Spoilers for Under the Never Sky*

This book is a definite must read for fans of Under The Never Sky and for anyone who fell in love with Roar. While the story is set before the first, I highly recommend reading it after the first book to avoid spoilers.  And I also recommend reading it before the second, I can’t say why, just know that you definitely should.

I choose you. Above everything else, I choose you. – Roar to Liv

Roar loved Liv with every single fiber of his being.  She was his whole world and lit up his life.  They were something that had always been, and they never thought that a future together wouldn’t exist.  Yet when Vale, Liv and Perry’s older brother and tribe leader, came back from his trip their time together started a countdown.  Liv’s hand in marriage to another tribe leader was Vale’s solution to feed his tribe.  So reading this novella was utterly heartbreaking, yet it gave me so much insight at the same time too.

Life Sucks

She’s mine.
The words rage through my mind. Liv is mine.

This book made me see so many things more clearly.  The first being that I finally got why Perry was adamant about not wanting to be with Aria.  In his world, true love doesn’t always matter.  Keeping up blood lines and good relations with other tribes trumps true love.  So while I watched the tribe and Vale believe that Liv’s future union with a stranger was the best, I was sick to my stomach.  I felt overwhelmed, depressed and utterly lost right along with Liv and Roar.  I wanted to scream at the unfairness of their life.  I felt entirely helpless that Roar and Liv’s hopes and dreams no longer existed.  That their future had become entirely bleak.  And while I watched this unfold, I realized that I would have been reluctant to liking Aria if I was Perry too.

Vale Must Die

Liv turns to me. “He wants me to marry into the Horns. He sold me to them! Tell him, Vale! Tell him what you did.”

Seeing Vale from only Perry’s POV, in Under the Never Sky, showed a manipulative bully whom I hated.  And while he still comes across as a bully through Roar’s POV, I also saw something else.  I watched as his tribe stood behind him.  I saw how they viewed him as a strong ruler who they adamantly followed.  Even when they didn’t always agree with him.  It was frustrating to watch the tribes loyalty to Vale.  And it was even worse witnessing how he treated Liv, Perry and Roar.  I truly hate that man and easily wished his death a thousand times over.

More Reasons To Love Perry

Beside me, I hear the slosh of the bottle as Perry takes a drink. Minutes pass before he speaks again. When he does, he’s so quiet that I know the words aren’t really meant for me.
“You’re better than a brother,” he says.

Seeing Perry through Roar’s eyes just validated how much I had fallen for him.  You see, Perry wasn’t just a best friend to Roar.  They were more than even brothers.  And the things Perry did to help out Roar in his life, oh my gosh.  Perry would try to lift the weight off of Roar’s shoulders, and it hurt to read.  I still can’t believe what happened. But it solidified what I already knew, that Perry was a truly beautiful man inside and out.

Hidden Feelings

If I have to lose everything to keep her, I will.
I will.
I will.
I will.

I always saw Roar as this confident man whose sex appeal was just as palpable as Perry’s.  But listening to his thoughts, and hearing about past events unfold, I saw a very different Roar.  I saw a Roar who at times was unsure in life.  I saw a Roar who didn’t value himself the way he should.  I was shocked.  It made me just want to sneak into the book and make everything in his life all better.

So while I’m not always a novella person, I’m so glad I picked this one up!  I got to understand things so much clearer and I fell even harder for Roar and Perry.  I definitely recommend picking up Roar and Liv after you read Under the Never Sky!

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Under the Never Sky #1
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Roar and Liv #0.1
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Through the Ever Night #2
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Chelsea
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Brooke #2.5
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Into the Still Blue #3
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BOOK REVIEW – Through the Ever Night (Under the Never Sky #2) by Veronica Rossi

BOOK REVIEW –  Through the Ever Night (Under the Never Sky #2) by Veronica RossiThrough the Ever Night (Under the Never Sky #2)
by Veronica Rossi
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Synopsis:

A world-defying love is put to the ultimate test in the New York Times and USA Today bestselling sequel to Veronica Rossi's "masterpiece," Under the Never Sky (Examiner.com ). In this second book in her spellbinding Under the Never Sky trilogy, bestselling author Veronica Rossi combines fantasy and dystopian elements to create a love story as perilous as it is unforgettable.

It's been months since Aria last saw Perry. Months since Perry was named Blood Lord of the Tides, and Aria was charged with an impossible mission. Now, finally, they are about to be reunited. But their reunion is far from perfect. The Tides don't take kindly to Aria, a former Dweller. And with the worsening Aether storms threatening the tribe's precarious existence, Aria begins to fear that leaving Perry behind might be the only way to save them both.

Threatened by false friends and powerful temptations, Aria and Perry wonder, Can their love survive through the ever night?

Review:

Through The Ever Night captivated my attention and made me an emotional mess.  I was constantly flitting between butterflies, smiles, devastation and heartache.  And by that last page, I realized that this series has easily become one of my favorite dystopian series ever!  So saying I have HUGE expectations for the final book is definitely an understatement!  While I keep my fingers crossed for what will happen next, here are some of my favorite things about this series so far:

Perry held her against him. “I missed you,” he whispered in her ear. He couldn’t hold her close enough. “I should never have let you go. I missed you so much.”

A world that had become even more frightening – While I struggled grasping their world in the first few chapters of Under The Never Sky, everything is so clear and concise now.  But this time around it almost felt like their world was a living and breathing entity.  The weather, the land, it had all become so much more prominent in my eyes.  It felt as though the weather was alive.  Ready to strike at any moment.  It gave me the chills and added to the uncertainty of their fate.  Because you never truly knew what would happen next.

Her life was in danger. Her mission was in danger. She drew a breath and stood. She wouldn’t let herself fail.

A heroine and hero who grew separately and together – The amount that Perry and Aria grew throughout the book made me so proud of them.  They were able to act from not only the knowledge they learned from others, but also the knowledge they gained from the decisions they made.  Which definitely weren’t always the best ones.  So by the time I reached the end of this book, I was clapping my hands for how far each of them had come and grown!

What if this was a sign? Maybe I’m not supposed to be an Outsider.
He surprised her by taking her hand and threading his fingers through hers. “You already
are an Outsider. You fit everywhere. You just don’t see it yet.” – Aria & Roar

Secondary characters that deserve the limelight – There were so many secondary characters that stood out vibrantly to me.  I was shocked and at the same time terrified, because I don’t want to be attached to that many characters.  In their brutal world, life can stop existing in the blink of an eye.  But among those secondary characters, Roar was my favorite by far.  He was Perry’s best friend, who became one of Aria’s closest friends.  He became just as important to me as Perry and Aria.  Roar was hilarious, charming and seductive.  He created butterflies in my stomach and I was always left wanting to know more about this man.  And as the pages unfolded, his happiness and suffering easily become mine.   I grew to attached to him, and his fate became just as important to me as Perry and Aria’s.

Her gaze dropped to the ground between them. Three paces for her. Two for him. Moments ago they’d been pressed together. Now they stood apart like strangers. Like everything had just changed.

I loved how the story developed – As the pages unfolded, we were taken back to a struggle the existed in Under The Never Sky.  Which was the stark differences between Aria and Perry.  Not only was their genetic makeup different, but they were from completely different worlds.  They were supposed to be enemies.  And although they had created a bond and started to care for one another, I loved how people threw this element into the forefront.  How it wasn’t just forgotten or swept under the rug.  It affected the journey that took place in this story.  But my favorite thing was that it caused some unexpected twists and turns which kept me on my toes.

This series has been so much fun to read so far.  The peril, the laughter, the unknown all has my full attention and I can’t wait to see what will come next!

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Under the Never Sky #1
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Chelsea
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Roar and Liv #0.1
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Through the Ever Night #2
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Jen
Chelsea
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Brooke #2.5
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Into the Still Blue #3
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Chelsea

BOOK REVIEW – Anna and the French Kiss (Anna and the French Kiss #1) by Stephanie Perkins

I’m so glad I took the time to re-read my absolute favorite of 2014. I forgot how deeply I loved Anna and St. Clair and the butterflies were insane. It’s funny how our favorites can still affect us as if we’re reading them for the first time.

BOOK REVIEW – Anna and the French Kiss (Anna and the French Kiss #1) by Stephanie PerkinsAnna and the French Kiss (Anna and the French Kiss #1)
by Stephanie Perkins
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 ‘I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.’

Wow. Well that, my absolutely beautiful friends, was YA at it’s finest. Gorgeous storytelling, undeniably addictive characters, and falling in love in the city of light? What could possibly be wrong with this story? Let me tell you what was wrong with this book: Nothing. Not one thing. I, for the first time in a LONG time, have nothing negative to say about a book. I loved it. I devoured it. I longed for it when I put it down, and I picked it back up to re-read my favorite parts (turns out? There were a lot of favorite parts) even after I’d finished. Is that a little crazy? Maybe. Does it make me a little obsessed? Kind of. But, in all fairness, I’ve never claimed I was sane, especially when I find a book that touches me as deeply as Anna and the French Kiss did.

The grapes are smaller than I’m used to, and the skin is slightly textured. Is that dirt? I dip my napkin in water and dab at the tiny purple globes. It helps, but they’re still sort of rough. Hmm. St. Clair and Meredith stop talking. I glance up to find them staring at me in matching bemusement. “What?” “Nothing,” he says. “Continue your grape bath.” “They were dirty.”

Ya know, I often repeat myself in different reviews, and it doesn’t escape my attention that I do. But, if it’s not broken, why fix it?? There are so many things in this book that should have turned me off-for instance, traveling to Paris. Hey, I hate traveling books. I do. But, from page one on, she was already there. Thank God. The main character wasn’t fully American. Now, this one’s a gray area. I really don’t like characters with accents for whatever reason, and I think it stems from my lack of conjuring up a dude who matches the accent in my head. I’m so so so bad at that. But, St. Clair was amazing, and I never once faltered because he was an adorable British speaking French American. And that’s what I loved so much about this book-I loved it because of those qualities. How the hell does that happen???

Alone. I don’t understand why he couldn’t send me to Australia or Ireland or anywhere else where English is the native language. The only French word I know is oui, which means “yes,” and only recently did I learn it’s spelled o-u-i and not w-e-e.

Now, Anna? She’s like my soul sister. Okay, okay. Not my soul sister, you know, because she makes fun of St. Clair and his love for the bookies, and it’s not nice to make fun of people who read books. But she’s damn close. She loves the movies (um, not enough people do, thank you)-she goes like…every night to see a film! I would SO do that if I could or had the time. Even all her mannerisms remind me of how I’d be in a foreign city where I know absolutely no one and am confused by the language. It was adorable to see her stuttering about and trying to figure out how to order food. The funniest thing is how her friends St. Clair heckles her about it. It’s so adorable. She literally barely ate because she didn’t want to butcher the menu item she was ordering, and that is totally something I’d do-I get so flustered and embarrassed and stop trying to do what I’m doing if I feel I’m making a spectacle. Oh, and she loves St. Clair. Hey! Me too!

“Merci,” I say. “De rien. You’re welcome. And I ‘ope you don’t skeep meals to avoid me anymore!” He places his hand on his chest, as if brokenhearted. I smile and shake my head no. I can do this. I can do this. I can- “NOW THAT WASN’T SO TERRIBLE, WAS IT, ANNA?” St. Clair hollers from the other side of the cafeteria. I spin around and give him the finger down low, hoping Monsieur Boutin can’t see. St. Clair responds by grinning and giving me the British version, the V-sign with his first two fingers. Monsieur Boutin tuts behind me with good nature. I pay for the meal and take the seat next to St. Clair. “Thanks. I forgot how to flip off the English. I’ll use the correct hand gesture next time.” “My pleasure. Always happy to educate.”

Er. Mah. Gherd. St. Clair. What do I say about him?? He was my absolute favorite character. He was funny, sweet, loyal, charismatic, kind, swoony, and head over heels for Anna. It was adorable when he would flirt with her in classes or when they were all hanging out. It was butterfly inducing when he got jealous as a guy showed Anna any special attention or when she reminisced about the guy back home she had a crush on. He defends her when anyone even looks at her funny, but never ceases to tease her himself-Subtle little signs showed how they felt about one another, even more him than her. They quickly become best friends who know more about each other than anyone else possibly could, making them the closest of the group. But we all know how that goes when love takes a back seat to ‘best friendship’….*squeals in delight*

What am I going to do? I’m in love with my new best friend.

Oh….but the only problem is, he has a girlfriend. What would you do if you met the love of your life and he was with someone else? How would that make you feel? How would you handle it? I really thought, despite the fact that I do not condone cheating, that this scenario was written beautifully. Or perhaps it was more…strategic. However you interpreted it, it doesn’t change how amazing it made me feel. It wasn’t skeevy, it wasn’t icky, and it was done so tastefully. Hell, I really don’t even need to defend anything because nothing happened. Though…there was this sexy, sexy club scene that made me fifty kinds of excited….Enough happened that, had I been his girlfriend, I’d have seen red-let’s say it that way.

Focus. “Do you like it?” I whisper. He pauses. “The film?” I’m thankful the shadows hide my blush. “I like it very much,” he says. I risk a glance, and St. Clair stares back. Deeply. He has not looked at me like this before. I turn away first, then feel him turn a few beats later. I know he is smiling, and my heart races.

I saw that some people got annoyed at how she talked about her guy back home quite a bit and it put them off, but I don’t understand why. I mean, duh she’s in love with St. Clair, we know this, but, as I said before-he’s taken. No amount of flirting will change that. I think my point is, isn’t it good that, while she secretly pines for St. Clair, she tries to keep her head steady by thinking of good ‘ol Sideburns? I dunno. I thought this just added another intricate layer to an already adorable story.

“No one special?” Matt smiles and glances at me through the rearview mirror. I’m not sure why, but I forgot he has brown eyes. Why do they make some people look amazing and others completely average? It’s the same with brown hair. Statistically speaking, St. Clair and Matt are quite similar. Eyes: Brown. Hair: Brown. Race: Caucasian. There’s a significant difference in height, but still. It’s like comparing a gourmet truffle to a Mr. Goodbar. I think about the gourmet truffle. And his girlfriend. “Not exactly.”

I’m sitting here writing this review and I can hardly think of anything to say. Even now I’m giddy, breathless, excited and all kinds of wound up. I wish I could just curl up in a ball and re-read this immediately and seclude myself in the backroom at my house…but my obsession needs to fizzle and even out, because this fangirldom is a bit much more than even I, myself, can take.

I fantasize about their breakup. How he could hurt her, and she could hurt him, and all of the ways I could hurt her back. I want to grab her Parisian-styled hair and yank it so hard it rips from her skull. I want to sink my claws into her eyeballs and scrape. It turns out I am not a nice person.

(Lmao, I love this quote. Turns out? I’m not that nice either. You go, Anna :P) Well, I wish I could list all my favorite parts, but I won’t. It would ruin all the little surprises and I want people to love this book because of the little gems it randomly and sufficiently produces. But, I have to say one: (view spoiler) Ugh. And his pinky nail and thumb nail chewing. Sigh. So cute.

Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place? Bridgette used to be home to me. Maybe St. Clair is my new home.

I put this book off for years. Flippin’ YEARS. All because of that blurb, combined with the foreign element, combined with that god-awful cover (I know, sue me). Don’t make the same mistake. This book is light as air, fresh, funny, sweet, and so so worth it. Don’t waste another minute skipping over it-I almost missed out on one of my new favorites that I know I’ll read over and over and over again, no matter my age, what’s going on in my life, and what my current reading preferences are-it’s that kind of book for me.

BOOK REVIEW – Under the Never Sky (Under the Never Sky #1) by Veronica Rossi

BOOK REVIEW – Under the Never Sky (Under the Never Sky #1) by Veronica RossiUnder the Never Sky (Under the Never Sky #1)
by Veronica Rossi
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Synopsis:

Exiled from her home, the enclosed city of Reverie, Aria knows her chances of surviving in the outer wasteland—known as The Death Shop—are slim. Then Aria meets an Outsider named Perry. He's wild—a savage—and her only hope of staying alive. A hunter for his tribe in a merciless landscape, Perry views Aria as sheltered and fragile—everything he would expect from a Dweller. But he needs Aria's help too; she alone holds the key to his redemption.

In alternating chapters told in Aria's and Perry's voices, Under the Never Sky subtly and powerfully captures the evolving relationship between these characters and sweeps readers away to a harsh but often beautiful world. Continuing with Through the Ever Night and concluding with Into the Still Blue, the Under the Never Sky trilogy has already been embraced by readers in twenty-six countries and been optioned for film by Warner Bros.

Review:

It took me a few chapters to become immersed in the story and wrap my head around their world.  But once I did, I fell madly in love with Under The Never Sky!  I loved how the story continually built with fascinating ideas.  I loved how rich and soulful the characters were.  And I absolutely loved how my emotions tangled together and parts kept my heart beating fast for a myriad of reasons.  Under The Never Sky was such a beautiful story, and I can’t wait to see where this series goes!

And in life, at least in her new life, chances were the best she could hope for. They were like her rocks. Imperfect and surprising and maybe better in the long run than certainties. Chances, she thought, were life.

Aria has lived her whole life in a dome, where they spend their time dually within their real world and a virtual one.  The reason they live in the domes was beyond unique to me – aether flows in the sky.  It’s a mixture of fire and water which builds together to create deadly storms that singe and destroy everything in it’s path that it touches.  And of course once I started to get a good grasp on Aria and the world she lived in, she was thrown outside the dome.  To die alone.  Yet that’s not what happened…..

“I should have let you die. I lost everything because of you.” – Perry to Aria

Aria meets Perry, an outsider who she refers to as a savage.  They are people who live outside the dome and have learned to survive the torrential land.  While Aria needs Perry to help survive, Perry needs Aria too, for reasons I can’t say haha.  I loved that this unlikely duo had to team up to get what they wanted.  Especially since they are enemies with a very flimsy peace in place.  But the best part?!  We get to hear both of their voices!  We alternate chapters between Perry and Aria and hearing their internal thoughts was so perfect and helpful, especially since they were good at wearing masks *cough Perry cough*.  I found myself caught up in their struggles and hoping that their hatred status could move to friendship.  Or even more!

“Hurt me again, I hurt you back harder,” he said through clenched teeth. She felt the rumble of his voice where their ribs pressed together. – Perry to Aria

Perry easily comes across to Aria as a heartless, killing, bastard.  And if you know me, I have a weakness for those lol!  Yes he was a jerk at times.  But his actions spoke volumes for what he was capable of not saying.  It showed that he was loyal, caring, thoughtful and someone who you would want to have your back in their horrific world.  I fell so unbelievably hard for Perry.  Especially with his past and current decisions that he made in life *clutches heart*.  He’s definitely going on my favorite tortured heroes list.  And he’s someone I hope you all get to meet.

With the weight of the rock resting in her hand and the dusty smell he’d brought in with him. Aria heard her own breathing and felt the quiet power of his attention. She felt completely where she was. There with him. With herself.
She’d never felt anything like it.

Which made me question Aria as his travel companion, since she could seem so unsure of herself.  But all I had to do was wait a little while, because she grew so much!  Aria started to show her true colors when she wouldn’t back down to Perry, and when I kept seeing how she hated having to rely on someone to survive.  She wanted to learn.  She wanted to survive on her own.  She was a fighter through and through and never gave in easily.  She was on a direct path to becoming brave and fearless like Perry, and as one of my favorite Heroines.  I can’t wait to see how much more she’ll grow with the next two books.  Okay, all this talk is making me antsy…..I have to see what happens next!  I am off to start Through The Ever Night, and if you haven’t picked up this book yet I highly recommend you do!

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Under the Never Sky #1
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Roar and Liv #0.1
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Through the Ever Night #2
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Chelsea
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Brooke #2.5
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Into the Still Blue #3
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BOOK REVIEW: Price of a Kiss (Forbidden Men #1) by Linda Kage

I loved it just as much this time and the butterflies were insane. Mason will always be my favorite forbidden boy. I can’t wait to read him again……already!

BOOK REVIEW: Price of a Kiss (Forbidden Men #1) by Linda KagePrice of a Kiss (Forbidden Men #1)
by Linda Kage
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I don’t care what my cousin says; I am not the queen of impossible relationships. I mean, just because my last boyfriend tried to kill me and left a bit of a scar on my neck, then forced me to move across the country and legally change my name to Reese Randall to escape him, does not mean—

Oh, who am I kidding? For a freshman in college, I have to have the worst dating track record ever.

It’s no wonder love is the last thing on my mind when Mason Lowe enters my life. But the chemistry between us is like bam! Our connection defies logic. And he’s just so freaking hot. Being around him makes me feel more alive than I’ve ever felt before. I even like bickering with him. He could be my soul mate...except for one teeny tiny glitch.

He's a gigolo.

Boy, do I know how to pick them.

Leaning down, he hugged me and buried his face in my neck. “It feels like a dream, like I’m going to wake up any second and you’ll be gone. I don’t want to wake up from this.”  

So…..this was unexpected. Lately I’ve been…off. So, naturally, my reading schedule has been disturbed. Don’t worry, I’ll save you the repetitive details. But, just know, this is definitely a new trend for me. At least, as of late. I’ve grown to hate these cheesy, overly worked smutty books, mostly because somewhere around the time I found GR, I realized just how badly I was trapped in these types of worlds. I didn’t know what I liked or how to find it. Sure, as a kid/middle-schooler, etc. etc., I was drawn toward paranormal, fantasy, peril type books-I just didn’t know it. I didn’t know there was a label for these types of stories. I just knew, when my mom took me to the bookstore, that when faced with a normal romance and a book with…edge…I was most certainly going to pick up the one with edge.

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Shaking my head, I muttered, “You are so…”
He grinned. “Charming? Handsome? Intriguing?”

All three, not that I’d ever admit it to him. He appeared to have a big enough ego as it was. I scowled hard. “I was going to say confusing.”

“Ahh.” He nodded in an astute manner. “We’ll slot that under intriguing.”

“Actually, I think it really deserves its own classification.”

“Fine. Whatever you like.” Shrugging as if it made no difference to him, he sent me a look full of smug, glittering eyes.  

But another thing I never realized was that there was a constant there-did you guess it?? Well, let me make it simple for you because I’m a complicated soul-Romance. I didn’t realize it, but as I read my books, the thing that made me all happy and tingly inside (naïve fool that I was) was the romantic aspect (shh, aside from the peril…self-discovery can be a beautiful thing). But, again, I didn’t realize that was the common thread. Fast forward to pre-GR and pre iPad/ereader-I realized I wanted romance, sex appeal, adult contemporary….but I was in a slump. All the books tended to be sexy and…not much else. Sure, it seemed there were nice build ups and even some cool action scenes and I even found two favorites out of the pile of crap, but something essential was missing, like a piece of my soul was absent.

I rolled my eyes and let out a big sigh. When I realized he was still just standing there, watching me, I lifted an eyebrow. “So, are you going to sit down or not?”
His smile fell flat. “You don’t mind?”
 

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I was losing all hope that adult romance was anything different. I was like…this is what adults have always read? My mom was addicted to this? I couldn’t believe it. Fast-forward like…a year and a half? I don’t know-it was a painfully dry reading time. My friend makes me get GR and…all of a sudden I start getting emails, alerts, ‘your books are similar to’, etc. Then I made friends one by one, found books one by one….and genres started expanding and…you get the picture-My world exploded in a rainbow of Technicolor. So, back to my original point: I grew to resent smutty books. I resented how cheesy they were. I resented how I had been stuck for years in a slump with those disasters. And, hell, I even grew to resent how popular they were among my friends.    

He lifted a finger to hush me. “We’re not talking about me. We’re taking about you. And you are…you’re…” He paused to shake his head.
“I’m…?” I prompted, not sure if I wanted to know where this was going, but my curiosity was too intrigued not to push for more.

“You’re quirky…and yet conventional. Innocent but worldly. Reserved yet outgoing. Candid yet guarded. Trendy but also practical. And childlike while still managing to be mature. It’s like….you’re the perfect contradiction.”
   

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So, I concocted a list. A list of…don’ts, if you will. I follow my list with rigid precision, rarely faltering in the fear that I’ll get stuck reading another eye-roll worthy bow-chicka-wowow romance. And, I admit, the list isn’t foolproof-I still find stinkers now and then. But it’s so rare that I’m beginning to become spoiled with such a high success rate. But then there come dark times in a person’s life, and it turns out that those can really drain you, exhaust you, make you want to throw in the towel and give up trying so hard because you just don’t have time to read as much anymore and it effects the fun of it all.    

“Okay, okay.” I lifted my hands to stop her rambling. “Just…keep calm and think of Chris and Liam.”
“Okay,” Eva repeated. “Okay.” She panted a few times as if she was already View Spoiler » When an expression of shock lit her face, she straightened and gaped at me. “Hey. That actually worked.”
With a grin, I tossed my hair. “I know, right.”
No hetero female on the planet could panic with a mental image of the Hemsworth brother combo running through her head.
   

Enter my forbidden little weakness. As it turns out….I do have a soft spot for tortured boys. Just so happens? They’re my favorite. The bad part about that?? Forbidden boys are oh-so-hard to find in the sci-fi and dystopian sections-at least, harder to find than in, say, the NA section. The section I studiously avoid. The section that, while alluring, is so fucking corny that it sets your teeth on edge…*starts in whiney voice and stomps foot* but I. Don’t. Care. I am tired, busy, and I just want my GD tortured male lead and I want to put in minimal work for it. So, here I am. On that side of the realm I hate. That side I swore I’d stay away from. That side that, until a week ago, I had forgotten existed until I searched my iPad and found Forbidden Men #2 from years ago sitting unread and looking oh-so-easy and ready for the taking. And take I did. And far did I fall….And never did reading something so cliché ever feel so good.

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So, yeah, I fucking went there.
Dumb, you say? Nah. Just not what I normally read.
Cliché, you say? Hmm…..maybe.
Cheesy, you say? Oh, undoubtedly, yes.
Sexy? Addicting? Unputdownable…You ask?
Well..obviously.
It caught my attention, didn’t it?    

After he accepted praise from them, he turned to Sarah and bent down to hug her. “You’re…my…hero…too,” she told him in her halting voice.
He looked like he might start bawling. Cupping her cheek, he grinned at her and murmured, “For you. Always.”
   

Rule #1 : Cheesiness. I hate it. I hate it hate it hate it hate it. Yet…sometimes, if the story is just good enough, alluring enough, I don’t care. Yeah, I mean, I do care. It’s just…sometimes the story just works for me, you know? Like, it takes all the stupid out of the inner thoughts that make me roll my eyes and just makes me…laugh. Makes me shrug and giggle and say, C’est la vie! And, hey, this book did it for me. Normally I’d be ashamed, but, why should I be? This boy, this story, no matter how stupid it was, because it was just plain moronic, really, did it for me. And you know what? I’m so happy. That’s all that matters.

Rule #2: The blurb and it’s sexual content ‘warning’. Gag. Really. These make me run away, but…eh. Whatever. My bitchdar is lowered…for now.

Rule #3: Genre. Tried and failed too many times, my friends. It begins to get tedious, you know? And so many more rules, really, but I proved my point: Rule book? Meet window. And Mason? Come to Mama. Just a word about him, ‘kay?? Just a widdle quick word, teeny-tiny:

SEXY TORTURED GIGOLO TORMENTED OSTRACISED LONELY MISTREATED USED HURT SEXY (OOPS DID I MENTION SEXY ALREADY) INTELLIGENT BROKEN BRAVE LOYAL—-
I lied. Suck it.

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And I even loved Reese. Though, hey, those inner monologues? Psst-she’s the culprit. I went from wanting to strangle her in chapter one to loving her to thinking ‘is this chick real?’ to ‘okay she’s cute’ to…whatever. I like the girl…even if her thoughts are out of this world odd…and a lot like mine. Whoops.

What I didn’t like:
Idiotic, bitchy cousin: Go to hell, asshole
Twirling her lady mustache-like villain: Yeah, this is soooooo realistic, bahahah not
How the little sister was introduced: It wasn’t bad….but it certainly wasn’t good. It felt….wrong. But, then, I don’t know how it should have been handled.
The back and forthness
The writing: Damn the writing!
-Probably a ton more I’ll think of after posting but ugh-so fucking tired sooo….    

Mrs. Garrison had actually kind of disappointed me. She’d let me go without a fight. Humph. Chicken. I’d been all keyed up to kick some cougar ass, too.
Oh, well, such was life. C’est la vie. Maybe I could beat up the next woman who tried to hurt my man.
   

All in all, this was exactly what I needed. Sexy and fun and light without being too light, I fell under this book’s spell…even though it was so unbelievable. Like…so soooo unbelievable. But…eh. The inner dialogue, the quirky humor, the way they became friends on campus and his vulnerability and willingness to do so was just…perfection. I’ll never forget those moments in this book. There was a lot wrong but, sometimes wrong is right, ya know? I fell in love, despite its many flaws, and that’s really all I could ask for. Mood=lifted. Just…sigh. Shut up, Pea.

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