The good news is I’m still obsessed with the Cobalt, Hale, and Meadows clan, as well as their 24/7 bodyguards. In preparation for reading Tangled Like Us, I re-read the first three books in the Like Us series, and I fell madly in love with the characters all over again. I started this book on such a high, which made the fact that it didn’t wow me more disappointing.
Well, Faking It was a tasty treat—a wonderfully light palate cleanser, if you will, after reading some seriously angst-filled books.
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.
I love L.J. Shen’s writing, but I’m afraid this The End Zone missed the mark for me. Let me start by saying that I don’t have the same expectations for novellas as I do for full-length novels. It’s extremely difficult to convey a well-rounded storyline with fully developed characters in under 150 pages.
The Kiss Quotient is Helen Hoang’s debut novel, and she slays the heck out of it. I was hoping for a nice feel-good romantic comedy, but I feel like I won the lottery. This book is complete perfection—every single sentence.
The Knitting in the City series is officially over (insert ugly cry) and what a sendoff. Marriage of Inconvenience is all kinds of wonderful.
Sabrina Bowen and Tanya Eby have combined their formidable forces once again to bring readers a wildly entertaining mother of all romantic comedies. I liked Man Hands a lot, but I loved Man Card.
Take note: this is how you write a good friends-to-lovers story. While this trope has its appeal, more often than not I can anticipate there will be a healthy dose of the following that will piss me off: immature characters; manufactured drama; lack of communication. Blurred Lines successfully manages to avoid those pitfalls.