Review: The Anatomy of Us by Amelia LeFay

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At the end of The Anatomy of Jane, Max Emerson got into a car accident and lost the use of his legs, left his two lovers, and went to find someone who can help him re-use his legs. Wesley Uhler had read Max’s last goodbye note, looked at Jane Chapman, and said “adios.” And, OMG, Jane was left alone, pregnant. *Gasp*

You can imagine why I just HAD TO HAVE book 2 of this duet series. When I got my hands on it via The Anatomy of Us FB page, IT. WAS. EVERYTHING. So, I read it. And I was….

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Sure, there were LOTS of steamy, hot, uncomfortable sexy scenes. But – that was it. At the start of part 2 of WJM’s story, Max got his rehab from a gay former military man. (I thought there was gonna be somethin-somethin there, but nuh-uh, zero, zilch.) After 3.5 years of prolonged self emotional-infliction, Max finally got his feet back under him, went to find Wesley, then joined the mile-high club with him on their way back to find Jane. That happened in about 0.5 seconds… or 1 week, give or take a few hours.

Once they’re back in Boston, they find Jane in a hospital, worried sick over her daughter, Masley, who has blood poisoning. The kid’s doctor thought it prudent to have her biological father’s blood on hand during surgery, since Jane’s blood doesn’t match her daughter’s. Ta-dah! Both of her former threesome lovers walked in. Then they proceeded to see Masley back to peak health, took a staycation in Max’s Hamptons mansion, had TONS AND TONS of BDSM & vanilla sex, and…

Sorry. I bored myself silly re-telling parts of the story.

This was okay. Nothing surprising this time around. The author, Amelia LeFay, noted on her FB page that she “lost” herself somewhat during this book’s writing (her mojo, perhaps?). And, I can clearly tell. It was, like, she just wanted to shut the nagging readers up from the constant follow-ups on when book 2 in the WJM duet series will be out. So, she released the book for free, complete with all her grammatical errors, and called it a day. Frankly, I expected too much, particularly because I really liked “The Anatomy of Jane.”


Review: The Sexy One by Lauren Blakely

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Okay, so this review comes after a blogpost where I ranted about cookie-cutter romances, but I can’t help it: Lauren Blakely would always be a must-read for me. Technically, this second from the latest offering from Ms. Blakely (she just released a new book today) is a stand-alone, but it has characters featured in previous stand-alone books. Pardon me, though, if I don’t mention them, because… well, I’ve forgotten their titles. Oops. But it’s along the same thread as Big Rock, Mister O, and Well-Hung.

The Sexy One” features two very cliched characters. A single dad, who just so happened to be a BFD in the world of Wall Street and who’s now turned into a self-made restaurant investor with oodles and oodles of money, and his little daughter’s nanny. Yep, sooooo Ben Affleck. In point of fact, Ms. Blakely made mention of Affleck and his nanny-loving ways in the book. The only difference is book-hero, Simon, is already divorced from his lying wife, while book-heroine and the aforementioned nanny, Abby, doesn’t want his money. She just wants him and also loves his daughter very much.

Ehem. Sorry, I just swallowed my tongue to keep myself from biting it too hard.

Oh, believe you me. When I started the book, I already sensed the agony I was going to go through. The nanny-and-father story is just so oft repeated in real life that I just don’t find it sexy. I really don’t care that Simon is single and unattached. The social stigma is already attached. And, yes, I’m quite social, thank you very much. Simon and Abby’s sexy scenes are incredibly hot (hence, I don’t want to miss any Lauren Blakely book), but it doesn’t sway my views on this extremely fictional and romanticized story. Oh, additionally, the scene where Abby was gripped in the throes of a high induced by her first-time-sex-with-Simon that she threw off her bath towel and opened Simon’s door naked. Thus, welcoming Simon’s 5-year-old daughter home. Yuck.

I liked “The Sexy One,” despite the unbelievability of it all and my lingering incredulousness.2 stars

Of cookie-cutter romances & poor female representations

I love my fictions. I love reading about happily-ever-afters. But if you’re like me and have read probably over 5,000 books, mostly in the romance genre, you’ve also probably almost read ’em all. The books about the vampires falling in love with humans. The ones about the various forms of the hot, alpha, bad boy (e.g., blue-collar worker, millionaire, billionaire, zillionaire, entrepreneur, lawyer, motorcycle club prez or member, sex club owner, football star, baseball star, ice hockey star, high-school BMOC, college BMOC, etc., etc., etc.) falling in love with his stepsister, or his nerdy classmate, or a female field reporter, or a baker, or a doctor, or a nurse, or a therapist, or a man-eating lawyer, or a reluctant down-on-her-luck sex club waitress/dancer… whatever.

I’ve had enough. I just received a message on FB from an author I’ve never come across before touting his re-released debut novels. One’s about a middle-aged man who’s having a mid-life crisis. He’s being sexually harrassed (but he likes it) by his new, younger female boss. He’s also perversely and sexually attracted to his kids’ baby-sitter. He’s also supposedly happy with his wife before he switched jobs. The author said this was the start of a trilogy.

Cue my eye-roll.

The other book — I forget what it was about. Frankly, because I didn’t care. Wait – I do remember him saying that other ARC reviewers have told him to put a warning in the blurb, as there may be “triggers” for readers who’ve had difficult pasts.


Why, oh my jeezuz why do I keep encountering these books? Just because I’ve read the ilk before, Goodreads, it doesn’t mean I want to re-read the same crap over and over again, never mind that it’s by a different author, with a different cover, and different fictional character names. I wonder if there’s an app somewhere that can recommend books that are of the same genre, but has a UNIQUENESS to its plot?

And, oh, please: no more poor female who continually lusts after men. Please. Personally, I don’t like Trump-ers in my romantic fictions.

Review: Keepsake by Sarina Bowen

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Hmmmm… this is one of those rare times that I don’t know what to say. Particularly about a book I liked. Sarina Bowen writes new adult contemporary romances that are sweet and memorable. Some books are cliched (like the first book in this series, Bittersweet, and another book, Rookie Move), but Ms. Bowen certainly does not shy away from the harsh realities that today’s American white 20-somethings experience. This, I think, is what makes Bowen’s books exciting… and a gamble, at the same time, if you’re spending money on her creations.

Vermont is not the typical setting in a modern day romance, but Ms. Bowen’s True North series highlights the typical rural American farm life, one that I’ve been imagining with the advent of TLC’s Little People, Big World. She makes Vermont sound so peaceful – a haven, so to speak, for wayward souls.

I loved Zach ever since he was introduced in “Bittersweet.” It’s great to read about his HEA with fellow strong survivor, Lark Wainwright, who went thru her own nightmare before finding happiness in VT. Zach’s path to love and the 21st century in Lark’s arms was… expected and sigh-worthy.

In short, I liked this book. I didn’t know we’d be getting a fourth book – Zara’s – but there was a strong hint about it in the end of “Keepsake.” 3 stars

Review: Sexy Lies and Rock & Roll by @BennettBooks


This was a complete awesome-sauce of a book. Sawyer Bennett did not disappoint. “Sexy Lies and Rock & Roll” was a quick read, utterly swoon worthy, and yes, super sexy. Thank goodness for the visual of how hero Evan Scott would look like on the e-book’s cover, or else I would be imagining someone else (a little bit more on this later).

Evan Scott is an indie rocker who has just found surprising success thru his first self-released album. He’s fending off droves of female admirers —- okay, no, that’s not true. He’s living it large and proud, kicking off his tour with a… one-night stand, a murder, and a lawsuit.

Surprised? Well, me, too. Sorta.

I think Ms. Bennett’s forte is sweet, sexy romances that are sometimes heavy (I’m presuming that’s what her Sugar Bowl books are, which I’m saving for a rainy day), but are more often light (check out the Off series). This particular gem is so light, it flies. Literally. My finger was swiping right on my e-reader so fast, I finished it in about 8 hours, give or take a few. Evan’s counterpart, Emma Peterson, is someone a girl who doesn’t have the revered supermodel face or physique wants to be. She’s also quite relate-able, as a character. She’s smart (How can she not be? Ms. Bennett does NOT write about doozies and ditzies). She’s pragmatic, introverted, and slightly hoity-toity in the beginning of the book. After her Evan-encounters, however, she changes. For the better… her choice, I believe. The change, in my opinion, makes her character more interesting. No one-note mama here.

What I especially love about Ms. Bennett’s writing is that she often invokes the voice of both major characters. The dual POVs in “Sexy Lies and Rock & Roll” make us understand the characters’ personal developments a bit more, I think, rather than when we only have the typical female “oh-woe-is-me” mindset (and annoying monologues).

I’ll be very candid here, though (which I have the right to be, since I bought the damned e-book with my own money). Evan reminded me a lot of Trump. Donald J. Trump. Yes, he of the “grab them by the pussy” type of privileged, rich, white, American man. In the beginning of Evan and Emma’s interactions, Emma was understandingly hesitant about being personal and friendly with her client, Evan. He, however, has no problem getting up-close and in-her-face with Emma. Literally. He grabs her (thank god, it wasn’t by the vagina). He kisses her in a he-man sorta way. If this weren’t a romance novel, and it was real life, Evan shoulda gotten a knee to the balls, I say. That’s why I said it’s great we have a fantastic-looking, panties-dropping visual of Evan Scott on the cover. Else, I woulda said #notmyhero.3 stars


P.S. The baddie of the story (a.k.a. the one who lied all throughout the story [which wasn’t sexy]) was also pretty obvious. Still, I like my light-reading. Sawyer Bennett rocks!

SALE! @loreleijames First Three Rough Riders Book Bundle for 99¢!

Have you heard the news? The first three Rough Riders books are bundled and on sale for 99¢! THIS. IS. EPIC. And too bad for me and other Lorelei James fanatics who’ve already bought these 3 books. I think I bought my copies of these for about $3.00, so 90 FREAKING CENTAVOS for ALL 3 BOOKS is a STEAL.

When your fingers are ready to one-click, here are the links for your fave e-book retailers.

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Now, go enjoy them. P.S. When you’ve finished reading these first 3 books, please proceed to the rest of the Rough Riders books, especially book 5,, I swear you’ll thank me. You’re welcome, world.

#SoExcited for @BennettBooks Newest Release!

WordPress peeps, e-Book fanatics, romance addicts, WORLD, hear me speak!

Sexy Lies and Rock & Roll, Sawyer Bennett’s newest stand alone novel, has just been released! Details below:

Hear ye! Hear ye! Read All About It! 

Opposites attract. Then they fall in love.

SEXY LIES AND ROCK & ROLL, the all new stand alone romantic comedy from Sawyer Bennett, is available now —-> 

In case you haven’t added it on your TBR list on Goodreads yet —->

When you’re a rock god, fame and fortune are your two best friends, but they can be fickle bitches. Everyone wants a piece of me and I have no clue how to deal with it all. I’m being sued, pressured to sign contracts, and fending off rabid women who want to steal my virtue.
Well, not that I really have any virtue, but still… my life has turned completely bat-shit crazy.
That’s why I need Emma Peterson. She got me out of a bit of a jam once, and I know she can do it again. The only problem is that sweet, prim and totally straight-laced Emma doesn’t want anything to do with me. Not professionally, and certainly not personally. 
It’s not that I want her in that way. Let’s be realistic… it would take a crow bar of epic proportions to get her to spread those legs for me.
No, I only want her legal expertise and for her to make sense of my crazy world. It’s a good thing I have just the leverage to make her do my bidding, because her refusal is not an option.

*Sexy Lies and Rock & Roll is a hot, romantic comedy stand alone.