Review ♥ Man Candy by Melanie Harlow
I’ve loved everything Melanie Harlow has written, and while Man Candy has the witty and sexy feel that I’ve come to expect from her work, it wasn’t a total winner for me.
I’ve loved everything Melanie Harlow has written, and while Man Candy has the witty and sexy feel that I’ve come to expect from her work, it wasn’t a total winner for me.
I’ve got a fever for the Royals, and the only cure is more Royals! If you’ve read Paper Princess by Erin Watt, chances are that the stunning cliffhanger left you not so patiently waiting for Broken Prince. I’m thrilled to report that it surpassed my expectations on every level. This book is filled with all the delicious drama and angst I craved, served up in an incredibly addictive and unpredictable way.
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Last Kiss is the conclusion to Laurelin Paige’s First and Last duet, and I must say I enjoyed it more than the previous book. The story picks up immediately following the jaw-dropping events at the end of First Touch. This book is like angst on steroids. It’s heady, erotic, completely enthralling, and I was hooked from the first chapter.
I’m a big admirer of Mia Sheridan’s work. Her stories tend to be unique, absorbing, and thought provoking. The beginning of Ramsay is strong, and I was quickly sucked into the story by all the backstabbing and scheming. I loved the pull between Lydia De Havilland and Brogan Ramsay, and the prospect of a relationship do-over appealed to me. I also enjoyed their role reversal and Lydia eating humble pie. Unfortunately, my interest began to wane as the focus moves from revenge to making restitution to the pair grappling with trust issues.
Idol definitely satisfied by rock star romance craving. The typical formula for this trope goes something like this. A rock god lives a life filled with tons of groupie sex. He meets the one woman who won’t jump into bed with him which makes him want her even more. Once they hook up, he’s reformed and becomes a one-woman man. Regardless of its predictability, it’s a setup that works for me. Idol enhances that theme and it’s a nice variation.
It’s official. I’m in love with the Winston brothers. Like so crazy, madly, deeply in love I’d be willing to go full-on Sister Wives for them. I’m not exactly sure how I went from reading a sweet Rom-Com to considering polygamy, but I blame Penny Reid. Damn her and her ridiculously talented mind, the magnetic and quirky characters she creates, and her clever humor. These attributes are on full display in Grin and Beard It, and it’s all kinds of awesome.
This is book porn, plain and simple. I like my smut in small amounts, and I practically overdosed while reading Backstage Pass. There’s a ton of sex—like scene after scene after scene of E-R-O-T-I-C sex—but virtually no plot.
I really enjoyed this conclusion to the Dirty Girl Duet. Dirty Love picks up right where the jaw-dropping cliffhanger left off, and it gains steam from there. Speaking of steam, Dirty Love is aptly named. You need to have a fan, cold shower, change of panties, or something on hand because Cav speaks dirty talk fluently, and this little gem is one dirty, dirty, dirty, panty-melting read. I mentioned it’s dirty, right?
One word: Cliffhanger. I want to put it out there up front because the blurb doesn’t indicate there’s a cliffy, and this book has a heck of a one. The Anatomy of Jane is a departure for J.J. McAvoy, writing under the pen name Amelia LeFay, and she successfully crosses over into the male/male (and male/male/female!) romance sub-genre in a story that is intoxicating and erotic.
I’ve got to admit I was a smidge skeptical about Devil’s Kiss. As much as I adore Ella Frank’s writing, Finley, the precursor to this book, missed the mark for me somewhat, but man oh man does she deliver the goods with this one. I absolutely loved it, but I do not recommend reading Devil’s Kiss without reading Finley first.
Reading One True Loves felt a lot like falling in love. For me, it started out as a hesitant attraction to the story and quickly evolved into a passionate affair. I was fully invested and wanted the wonderful feeling to last. As things evolved, however, and complications arose, I braced myself for heartache. I was no longer certain what a fairy tale ending looked like. I just knew the love story would end, and someone would wind up getting hurt.