Wednesday, August 22, 2012

My Weekly Reading: 8/19/2012

Lot of novellas and shorts this week and a great book I somehow forgot to mention last week.


The Best...
One Night Rodeo (Blacktop Cowboys #4) - Lorelei James

Whoops, I forgot this one last week.  I love Lorelei James like mad, and this latest release is one of her best yet.  Kyle and Celia have been antagonizing one another since childhood and have been dancing around each other romantically for the last couple of books in this series.  In the wake of one fateful drunken Vegas wedding and a major familial upheaval, the two decide to temporarily join forces while both are secretly wondering if they can manage to turn their accidental marriage into a real happily ever after.  An incredibly endearing and sexy romance ensues.  I just know this one's going to end up really high on my list of "favorite Lorelei James books ever."


Wednesday, August 15, 2012

My Weekly Reading: 8/12/12

Ok, lets start things out with an admission.  I'm fudging this week's reading wrap-up.  I haven't blogged in forever, and when I went to start this entry two memorable books missed my one-week cut-off.  So I'm cheating.  I may eventually go back and cover "Great Shit I Read While Not Blogging" but in case I don't, I'm fudging a little.  It's my blog, I reserve the right to do whatever the hell I want when I want to.

Anyways...


The Best...


All Fall Down - Megan Hart
Pheww.  This was a really riveting  novel about two women dealing with the complete upheaval of their lives.  One is dealing with the sudden appearance of her husband's surprise 19 yr-old daughter and her three kids, all of whom have spent the entirety of their lives in a cult.  The other, the surprise daughter, is dealing with a jarring assimilate into the regular world (or "blemished" world as she thinks of it) after having spent her entire life under intense cult indoctrination.  I was utterly sucked into this book but I have to say that I'm really glad that I'm one of those people who is utterly incapable of not peeking at the end of books because I would have chewed my nails off with worry if I hadn't known what direction things were generally going in.