Review: Naked Love by Jewel E. Ann
With Naked Love, Jewel E. Ann dives head first into the enemies-to-lovers trope, and the result is a fun and sometimes emotional love story featuring memorable characters.
With Naked Love, Jewel E. Ann dives head first into the enemies-to-lovers trope, and the result is a fun and sometimes emotional love story featuring memorable characters.
I don’t even know how to write this review. Because Verity? Well, that is some Grade A phenomenal whatthefuckery right there.
Contains spoilers from the first book. Things are clicking along at a nice pace in part two of this 5-part serial. Frankie is still reeling from her decidedly less than professional encounter with Derek at the end of Unblocked – Episode One. Although Derek is her client, she can’t stop fantasizing about him, so she decides to allow herself a little short term sex-only release.
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.
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.
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.
It sucks when an author whose work you admire writes a book that falls short of your expectations. I was pretty disappointed in Bring Down the Stars, the first book in the Beautiful Hearts series, especially since all my friends loved it. However, I think it makes the triumph of Long Live The Beautiful Hearts all the sweeter. It contains everything I felt the previous book lacked.
I was hesitant to read Bring Down the Stars because I knew it was a modern day re-telling of Cyrano de Bergerac. Nothing good can come from a relationship built on a foundation of lies. And yet I willingly waded into what I was confident would be turbulent waters, praying that the characters would be worth the risk to my heart. Weston and the beautiful poetry are shining stars in this story and the main reason for nudging the book toward 4-star territory.
It’s nice when you pick up a freebie, months later cruise through your Kobo and find a cute cover with a cute guy in a suit and think “this looks fun,” and then lo and behold, it is fun…