Festive in Death is the 39th book in the In Death series. Admittedly, I have experienced bouts of ennui while reading the last several books, but J.D. Robb is in fine form here. She fills this book with everything that made me fall in love with the series, and it’s now one of my favorites.
This one hurts because I’m a big L.J. Shen fan and I really enjoyed much of the story, but ultimately the heroine ruined The Kiss Thief for me.
For two decades, I have loved this series to death – no pun intended – but I didn’t think I’d ever finish Concealed in Death. I’d pick it up, read it for a couple chapters, put it down, then come back to it a few weeks later, and repeat. I was surprised that I wound up really enjoying it.
A Place Without You laid claim to my heart—pure and simple. In return, it generously gave me all the feels in which I am still happily reveling.
Well, Faking It was a tasty treat—a wonderfully light palate cleanser, if you will, after reading some seriously angst-filled books.
The Truth About Us is every bit the adrenaline rush that I wanted. I flew through this conclusion to The Truth Duet.
Ok, Aly Martinez. You got me. You got me good. I pride myself on being able to spot plot twists a mile away, but I should know by now that I’m no match for your clever mind.
I’m going to give it to you straight: Feeling Hot is light on substance and extremely heavy on erotica. Some readers may be fine with 100% pure smut, but I need at least a semi-decent story to go along with my smut. This book meets the storyline requirement just fine, but you won’t find any great character development, suspense, or deep issues explored.
Hate Notes is an office-based enemies turned lovers story that delivers an entertaining mix of whimsy, feuding, and romance, with a whiff of mystery.
Ugh, just some evidence of my tiny, hard, shriveled heart. I had some issues with this book, and none of them were necessarily the issues you’d expect from this type of set up. Everything was just so perfect.
Across the Horizon is such a witty treat that I kept forgetting it was written by Aly Martinez, AKA the Dame of Doom, Sovereign of Suspense, and Matriarch of Mystery and Misery.
Mariana Zapata slays it again with an utterly entertaining enemies-to-lovers story set within the world of professional figure skating. I listened to the audiobook of From Lukov with Love which is 15 hours long (524 pages), and I can honestly say that I didn’t want it to end.