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Sunday, September 8, 2013

Review: Fear of Falling by S.L. Jennings

Fear of FallingFear of Falling by S.L. Jennings
My rating: **4.5 scary-beautiful stars**
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**4.5 scary-beautiful stars**


Fear of Falling is another story that grips your heart and leaves you all tingly inside.
It's a story about a broken girl Kami, who panickly avoids all, even slightly resembling romantic interactions.


"I would always be a nervous fucking wreck, successfully ruining any hopes of a normal relationship."

Is that a matter of being prude?
Not at all...



Kami, is a runaway with so many ghosts of the past that the saying "counting your blessings" takes a totally new meaning.
And maybe she's quite lost within her insecurities but she's quintessentially feminine *wink*

“Yes. No. I don’t know. Maybe.”



" We found out just how awful life could really be. We found out that monsters were, indeed, real. They walked among us. They looked just like you and me. They came in the form of the people that we loved and trusted the most. The people whose only job was to love and protect us.

Funny thing about life is that it never turns out the way you want it to. It’s never fair. It’s harsh and brutal. It kicks you when you’re down. It makes you wish you could give up and part with it just to have a semblance of peace."


What surprised me, was that I kept comparing Kami to another heroine, my personal favourite from In Death series, Eve Dallas, or was it Bianca from In Flight?
Not sure why, probably it's the abused child syndrome part.


"I was just a little girl, completely helpless, useless, and defenseless. I knew fighting would only make Daddy mad. And when he got mad, he hurt me more. Every time Daddy hurt me, Mommy would try to stop him, earning the full brunt of his anger. It was better to just stay still and let him have his fun. It made him happy. Making Daddy happy was what Mommy and I always tried to do. Even if that meant slowly killing ourselves in the process."


But then again, there was Blaine, so deliciously badboy-ish that "even a 90-year old deaf and blind woman would have a raging lady boner for him."



A man, that saw right through her.

"You ever get that feeling in your gut that something is about to happen? Something…big? Life-changing even? Something that would not only rock your world right off its axis but flip it upside down and shake the shit out of it? Yeah, I totally got that about three weeks ago.

I should’ve known the first time she came tearing into the parking lot. The first sign? She had been crying. Not drama queen, full on sobbing, but there were definitely tears. I had been just about to duck back in after a much needed break, when the screech of her tires caught my attention."


Persistent, stuborn and closet romantic

"Well, Kami, I told you before that I wasn’t chasing you. But now…now I am. So it’s better that I know your interest isn’t elsewhere.”"

"But I am very persistent. I never give up on the things I want. This…you and me…it’s inevitable. There’s no use in fighting, Kami. It’s going to happen. And when you are madly in love with me, the only thing you’ll regret is not falling soon"

Totally swoon worthy


"Kami said she couldn’t be saved, but I still needed to save her. She said she was broken, and I desperately wanted to fix her. She claimed she was unlovable, but…shit…

I needed to love her."



"254"



"There was that dirty little four-letter word again." - L.O.V.E





"No, this was the Emancipation of Kami Duvall. The once broken girl who had put herself back together. The scared child that survived even when she didn’t have the will to. I kissed that little girl goodbye. I let go of the fear that had been my only friend at times. I didn’t need it anymore. I had love."



"“Don’t worry,” he smiled, pulling me into the hard warmth of his chest. “I’ve got you. I’ll always catch you when you fall.”

And just like that, Blaine had staked his claim on the untouched part of me that no living soul had ever moved. He had captured every fear, every reservation, and crushed them in the palm of his inked hand."

"Then he smiled, emitting warmth and comfort in that simple gesture, telling me that it was ok. That I was safe and he was there to, once again, catch me."

"Because if anyone is worth the risk of falling, it’s him."


"The look of love.

Not everyone gets to experience it. But if you’re ever so fortunate, remember it. Hold onto it and never let it go. Because you’ve been given a gift."


****######****Tongue in the cheek moments***#####****
Kami's roomates made my day, meet Angel and Dom ;)


“Dirty Dom was quite the ladies man, even as a youngster. He was my first piece of peen and, thankfully, my last. Why anyone would want to stick that thing up in them is beyond me. Yuck! I’d rather fuck a frozen hot dog.”"

" It was silly and probably garnered quite a few sideways glances, but it was us. It would always be the three of us—the rejected, the abused, and the damaged. Nothing could penetrate our bond. No one else could fully understand it."


Umm...no, please don't go there

"I chewed my bottom lip, my face flaming like a 12-year old girl with Bieber Fever."







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Saturday, August 31, 2013

Review: Beautiful Stranger (Beautiful Bastard #2) by Christina Lauren

Beautiful Stranger (Beautiful Bastard, #2)Beautiful Stranger by Christina Lauren
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
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Have you ever had the urge to be seen without being exposed?
What does beauty have to do with it?
Is it only superficial?
Only skin deep?
Or does it mean that to see beauty we have to reach deep down into people, below the skin, deep into their minds, and deep in their hearts?


"So I want to be beautiful. Who doesn't? I feel exposed and hidden with my imperfection--got to keep that shirt on, legs covered. No freedom, trapped in my form. But if I was beautiful, perfect, flawless, nudity would be within my grasp. Nudity. Nudity. The ultimate reveal. Everything laid bare for the world. Everything seen and loved. To be seen as beautiful, it all comes together. To be seen. If I was beautiful I would not have to question being desired. No handicap for my hand-clapping social faux-pas. I would know that the women who dislike me do so out of personal interest and psychological links. There would be no threat of physical flaw marring my social relationships. If I was beautiful, then I wouldn't be as exposed in the world. With no physical flaws to be seen, I could be confident that only my psychological nature was at hand. No imperfection, the perfect body and skin and muscle leading the way. My body wouldn't be me, but would be camouflage. Interesting. I could hide behind my perfect beauty. Am I exposed by my imperfection? If I was beautiful then this pretty face and perfect body could be my shield against the world. Interesting. I want to be seen, don't I? Beauty would allow me to be seen without the danger of being seen imperfect, or judged. Beauty and being seen. Beauty would allow me to be seen without being exposed. The difference from displaying oneself and hiding oneself--I would have nothing to hide and everything to display. I could not be exposed. The beautiful-me is judged on action and thought alone, each of which I censor already."
(Ergon/Unknown)


As much as this book is another erotic romance, it also helps to understand fetishes: Voyeurism & Exhibitionism

"A voyeur and an exhibitionist appear to be a match made in paraphilic heaven. One loves to watch, the other loves to be watched."





"Stranger" by Secondhand Serenade

Turn Around
Turn Around and fix your eye in my direction
So there is a connection
I can't speak
I can't make a sound to somehow capture your attention
I'm staring at perfection
Take a look at me so you can see
How beautiful you are

You call me a stranger
You say I'm a danger
But all these thoughts are leaving you tonight
I'm broke and abandoned
You are an angel
Making all my dreams come true tonight

I'm confident
But I can't pretend I wasn't terrified to meet you
I knew you could see right through me
I saw my life flash right before my very eyes
And I knew just what we'd turn into
I was hoping that you could see
Take a look at me so you can see

You call me a stranger
You say I'm a danger
But all these thoughts are leaving you tonight
I'm broke and abandoned
You are an angel
Making all my dreams come true tonight

You are an angel
Making all my dreams come true tonight

Take a look at me so you can see
How beautiful you are
[x4]

Your beauty seems so far away
I'd have to write a thousand songs to make you comprehend how beautiful you are

I know that I can't make you stay
But I would give my final breath to make you understand how beautiful you are
Understand how beautiful you are

You call me a stranger
You say I'm a danger
But all these thoughts are leaving you tonight
I'm broke and abandoned
You are an angel
Making all my dreams come true tonight

You call me a stranger
You say I'm a danger
You call me a stranger




Let nothing be lost upon you.
Always search for new sensations.
Be afraid of nothing....

Is it new hedonism?
Or just enjoying the life?


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Review: Hot Ticket (Sinners on Tour #3) by Olivia Cunning

Hot Ticket (Sinners on Tour, #3)Hot Ticket by Olivia Cunning
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
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So far it was the best book in this series.

Those of us who have already read it are fully aware and acquainted with the fact that each of the Sinners has their own little story... and everything.
Unique perspective, skeletons in the closet and wicked ways with women (alright, maybe not only women ;))

Yet the story from Jace's POV was in my opinion the most intriguing and gripping.
The broken part of him? His ability to cut everyone off?
Sad but so lovely.

And cute. Yes, he was definitely cute, even while knocking other guys out cold
Priceless ;D
I loved every part of him, broken or not.


They say there's a fine line between pleasure and pain.

"There's no way I'm turning back
Now the pain is my pleasure 'cause nothing could measure"




"Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me"


Still, Aggie somehow found a way to reach the balance.

I really liked the harsh, kickass side of her.
She knew just how to handle his insecurities and that made her a perfect match for Jace.

You could see it in the way they 'operated' ;)


I guess I don't really have to mention that the book is full of hot scenes, do I?
The title speaks for itself ;D
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Breach (Breach #1) by K.I. Lynn

Breach (Breach, #1)Breach by K.I. Lynn
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
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They say sometimes there's some truth to our dreams but what if the dreams are really our coping mechanism, an unconscious choice to try and control our anxiety from the past?
What if they keep you from falling further into an abyss of hopelessness and self-destruction?

But then there comes a time when that all is confronted with a real feeling of hope. The hope growing inside of you with just one look, a gesture, a smile, a word. Step by step you're starting to trust again, to feel again.
But you need to remember it's forbidden. Keep it low, keep it slow 'cause it's bound to be exposed...
And then puff...
You're left in suspense


That's what reading Breach has made me feel and I must say I'm in for the ride to fix the Infraction ;)
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Review: Mystery Man (Dream Man #1) by Kristen Ashley

Mystery Man (Dream Man, #1)Mystery Man by Kristen Ashley
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
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He's a badass



She's a smartass



But he doesn't know it until she gives him lip...which is after one and a half year of 'hump and dump'...again and again...from his part



"A man doesn't know what he knows until he knows what he doesn't know"





And when he knows, he knows for certain that he wants her but now she's the one to keep distance and it drives him up the wall.


Meanwhile there are others who keep an eye on our girl and they're not bad themselves, in fact there's a whole lot of hot-looking, walking testosterone, going around bragging, getting in a pissing contest guys.
And when it's one vs many...

This can only mean one thing...


yep...


But that's just a background noise, swoon-worthy one but a backgroud still.

Gwen you're one lucky girl!





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Review: Walking Disaster (Beautiful #2) by Jamie McGuire

Walking Disaster (Beautiful, #2)Walking Disaster by Jamie McGuire
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
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I've found my perfect book boyfriend ;)



But why can't he be real? *sigh*



Please God, let me dream on...



The first impression of Travis you get- when you don't know the whole story yet- is just a plain playboy/bad boy give or take, more or less.
Yes, bad boy


As the story progress, we get to know the complexity of this character and it's quite fascinating.
I'm not sure how it fits into the Travis 'Mad Dog' Maddox story but there's one song that has gotten my attention lately

"Walking Disaster" by Sum 41

I haven't been home for a while,
I'm sure everything's the same:
Mom and Dad both in denial,
an only child to take the blame.
Sorry Mom but I don't miss you,
Father's no name you deserve.
I'm just a kid with no ambitions,
wouldn't come home for the world.

{You'll} never know what I've become,
the king of all that's said and done.
The forgotten son?
This city's buried in defeat,
I walk along these no name streets,
Wave goodbye to all,
as I fall...

At the dead end I begin
to burn the bridge of innocence.
Satisfaction guaranteed,
a pill away catastrophe.
On a mission, nowhere bound,
inhibitions underground,
A shallow grave I
have dug all by myself.

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone.
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief where I belong.

A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.
(You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.)

(And he said)
Far as I can tell,
it's just voices in my head.
Am I talking to myself?
'Cause I don't know what I just said.

(And she said)
Far is where I fell,
maybe I'm better off dead.
Am I at the end of nowhere?
Is this as good as it gets?

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone.
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief where I belong.

A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.
(To save me, to save me, to save me...)

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone.
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief where I belong.

A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.

I will be home in a while,
you don't have to say a word.
I can't wait to see you smile,
wouldn't miss it for the world.

I will be home in a while,
you don't have to say a word.
I can't wait to see you smile,
wouldn't miss it for the world.


Then there's Abby and we experience a total one eighty.

Abby you foolish girl!


It's been really fun to live it once again and feel it...

The expressions were like:

Him


Her


Me


How do we girls take it from here?



Well yeah...I am...
but meanwhile...
you better keep your hands off him!


Because...

Yes you heard me m.i.n.e
;D

But...


We all share the same feeling


Don't we?





Team Travis!


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