Friday, October 11, 2019

BOOK REVIEW: Dickslip by Gwyn McNamee

3 Stars

Rafe Boswell has an oopsy moment while on the basketball court for a charity game. And while the new CEO of the network Andy Mason didn’t catch the live sporting event, she makes sure to see the play by plays.

Given the premise and the characters, this had a lot of potential and it began with promise, but as it played out, it was a letdown.

For one, I was disappointed with the fact that while it starts out with a smart and accomplished non-virginal heroine in a role of power (something that’s hard to come by in the romance genre) she quickly makes ridiculous mistakes.

" Facepalm. I drop my face into my hand and sigh. No. Double facepalm. This calls for two.
She might have been talking about him but that’s exactly how I felt when it was obvious that Andy was going to let her libido ruin her career and reputation. Now had there actually been a build-up, weeks or months of them fighting their attraction where the reader could feel their sexual tension as they got to know each other, then I might have been able to root for her to take a chance…on love. But one of the issues this story suffers from is typical with lots of short books—lack of development. The attraction is solely insta-lust.
What did I have with Rafe? Attraction…yes. Lust…definitely. But was there more there?
And then there’s Rafe. A paleontologist turned educational children’s television host, he should have been a fresh catch in the romance market’s tired sea of billionaires, rock stars, and motorcycle men. Not to mention there should have been some real ovary melting scenes there with his career. But nope, there was no swoon factor. The dude had no balls (no pun intended). The Munro thing was predictable, and later it made Rafe look like a real chump, not a sweet guy. In fact, Rafe lost major points with me over the whole “how he left things” debacle.

Readers looking for some chasing and wooing on the hero’s part will want to pass on this one.

Told via Andy and Rafe’s alternating first person POV, the chapters are missing name headings and the story ends at 82%. On a positive note, it is lighthearted and safe.


*Title purchased from Amazon. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions.

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

BOOK REVIEW: Let's Get Textual by Teagan Hunter

4 Stars

A wrong number connects Delia Devlin, 21, and Zach Hastings, 25, and they begin a texting correspondence.

It’s a bit slow burn. I’ll admit some of their earlier texts lacked a punch, and thus dragged in parts until they actually meet up and start dating.
“I want to know if he kisses the way he talks—sweet with just a hint of dirty.”
Then it picks up, and I started turning pages to find out what would happen next. Marshmallow was a unique spin to the tale.

I especially liked that Zack was mostly a regular guy, not a celebrity nor thankfully not a manwhore.  He had some cute moments and comments.
“‘You can’t be like, ‘Boner be gone!’ and it just goes away. That’s not how dicks work—they don’t deflate on command.’”
Another bonus was the absence of OW. In fact, it’s mostly low angst so it makes for a relaxing read when you need to de-stress. I was a bit torn on the OM presence with Caleb. He never created any drama and seemed like a good guy too. But I sorta though it should have been Zack who came to Delia’s “rescue” in the later half. Given his future pairing in the next book with her roommate, I wish Caleb would have just been a friend rather than boyfriend. Zack’s brother’s book (#4) is a hell no for me though. That jerk doesn’t deserve an HEA.

*Title purchased from Amazon. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions.

Friday, September 27, 2019

BOOK REVIEW: Smut by Karina Halle

4.5 Stars

After ditching her long time boyfriend, Amanda Newland, 21, is moving on and focusing on her major in creative writing. The last thing she wants is to be paired with British playboy and classmate Blake Crawford, 23, who she doesn’t thinks takes the class seriously.

But Blake has a failing bookstore he’s about to inherit and a novel of his own in the works.
This is kind-of a nemesis to friends/writing partners to lovers romance, although they don’t hate in each in the beginning; it’s more misconception that fades as they get to know each other.  

While I could have done without the numerous references to Blake’s previous hook-ups, he was a cute and likable guy.  He handled the Rachel situation well (which was refreshing as it avoided unnecessary drama), and was such a good sport when it came to his little stepbrother.  Fluffy was a great twist and humorous, much like Blake’s narration.
“It’s almost closing time, and though the store is a mess, I have places to go and porn to write.”
Though the characterizations—popular guy, nerdy girl—are somewhat new adult stereotypical here, the strengths of this story lies with the building of their relationship alongside budding chemistry and sexual tensions in a fun, low-angst and lighthearted plot. The smut writing premise provided a great foundation.  The hero and heroine writing romance together is not a premise I’ve read before, and it worked well here as they called out the genre for what it is rather than trying to prop it.  
“‘Must be a doormat and void of personality or any interesting characteristics so that the reader can interject their own selves. A virgin is preferred, but she must be able to get off on command. Condoms aren’t necessary, but ropes and whips are. She must refer to her vagina as ‘her sex’ and be clenching constantly.’”
Their assessment of the romance market was so spot on that it was hilarious. And I laughed out loud at their proposed book ideas. And even when it was funny, it was steamy at the same time because of course they get turned on writing it.
“If I come in my pants, that’s not going in the book.”
Their own horny encounters were hot and well written as they tested out their fictional scenes, heated up the pages, and broke out the condoms between the bookstacks.
“…I felt you squeeze my tongue as you came, like you were milking it. My cock is jealous.”
Told via their dual alternating first person POV, the first half is a bit slow burn (though it allows for their relationship development) but the second half makes up for it as their sexy times are frequent. I loved the latter part as Blake and Amanda turned up the steam factor and Fluffy and Health brought the comedic interludes. I don’t know if he gets a book of his own, but he should because he stole the scene with his advice.
“Oh, and remember to go get that little lion, pound her until she purrs, and tell her how you feel.”

*Title purchased from Amazon. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions.

Wednesday, September 25, 2019

REVIEW/RELASE: Magic Man by Jamie Schlosser

Series: The Good Guys
Genre: New Adult Standalone Romance

I’ve been putting my son first for so long that I’ve forgotten how to be me. Each monotonous day bleeds into the next, and I feel like I’m struggling to keep my head above water.
But a kiss at the top of a Ferris wheel with a man I barely know changes that.
Jay reminds me that I used to be bold. Vivacious. Funny.
Now if only I could convince him his past mistakes don’t define the man he is today.

I can perform over a dozen illusions with a simple sleight of hand, but I can’t make the felony on my record disappear.
The last thing I should be doing is hanging around a young single mom and her kid.
But Casey doesn’t know that I’ve been watching her. That I want her for myself. That I’m addicted to her dimples, her tenacity, her fierce love for her child.
If I was a better man, I’d leave her alone, but she pulls off the biggest magic trick of all time: making me believe I’m a good guy.
~Book Review~
4.75 Stars

Jay Langston, 22, is a reformed drug dealer trying to make amends for his mistakes. Single mom Casey Maxwell, 18, is just trying to get by and raise her young son on her own. (Dad is Mackenna’s psycho ex from Dropout.) Though it seems like a shaky foundation to build a solid relationship on, if anyone can pull it off, it’s the magic man.

Actually if anyone can pull that off, it’s Jamie Schlosser. Full disclose, I typically pass on by romance books where either the hero or heroine has a child to someone else. But having read the author’s previous works I had a hunch she could make this work. (Spoiler alert: She does!)

The magic here is in the solid characters, strong story building, and stellar message—supporting each other and inspiring each other to be the best of yourself. I loved how their relationship developed as they bonded and built trust. It wasn’t hinged on trite insta-anything. Instead it was two people separately isolated by their circumstances who were willing to believe in each other, be there for each other, when situations were less than ideal. Some of the most divine moments in life aren’t formed on expensive getaways or with cocky billionaires.  It’s the person in the waiting room who’s there for you; it’s the inexpensive night out; or the unexpected make-out session at one in the morning.
 “She looked at me like she was trying to solve a puzzle. A puzzle she wanted to fuck.”
Casey and Jay have great chemistry. Holy hotness alert! I love how their sexy times rock the down and dirty with the sweet and swoonworthy.  I’ll be looking at recliners with new ideas eyes now.
“Jay’s body was like my own personal amusement park, and I couldn’t wait to go on every ride.”
Like the other heroes in this series, Jay is total book boyfriend material. I was intrigued with him during his appearance in Dropout and he didn’t disappoint.
“Holding your hand makes my dick hard. Smelling you makes my dick hard. Talking to you makes my dick hard. Thinking about you—”
Like Jimmy (who blesses us with some cameos) Jay emits that wet panty melting vibes of bad boy with heart of gold.
“The guy with the rough exterior and hard look in his eyes was our hero.”
Casey was awesome too. I’ll admit in the beginning it was hard to connect with her simply because her life was much different from mine at that age, but I quickly grew to adore her. I floved that she wasn’t a shy or virginal and held her own when she and Jay got sweaty.
“I made her strong and wild.”
Told via their alternating first person POV, Magic Man is a feel-good romance with some life’s hard knocks twists but nothing angsty. There were a few moments that stung my own eyes, but the best line to bring a giggle to my throat:  
Would you say you’re more trustworthy now, or before you went to jail?” I asked.
His eyebrows furrowed. “Now, of course. I don’t do the things I used to.” 
“But you didn’t have a record then.” 
“Yeah.” He let out a humorless chuckle. “Because I hadn’t gotten caught yet.” 
“Exactly. Sometimes the squeaky-clean ones only look great on paper because they’ve never been caught. It doesn’t make them innocent or harmless.” 
We stopped moving. 
“Casey,” he breathed out, his tone a bit tortured as he buried his face in my hair. “If I was a better man, I’d walk away from you and your son. I’d leave you alone. I’d let some other guy—a doctor or a teacher or anyone who’s not me—sweep you off your feet and give you everything you’ve ever wanted.” 
“But you’re not that good, right?” I asked lightly, a smile spreading over my lips. 
Jay pulled back slowly, his scruff scraping against my cheek along the way. Tingles spread over my skin as he gave me a heated look. 
He cupped the nape of my neck, and his gaze fell to my mouth. “No, I’m not.” 
And then his lips were on mine.
~Character Interview~
Book Boyfriend Data Sheet

Name: Jay Langston

Age: 22

🎂 April 28th ♉

🌎 Daywood, Illinois

Height 6'1"
Weight: 215 lbs.
Length: 8 2/3"
Girth: 6 3/4"

👍 Stubbornness, independence, and determination. Long dark hair and dimples.

👎Self-centered, selfish people.

Idea of a perfect date: Location doesn't matter. As long as I'm with the right person, I don't need a fancy dinner or an expensive activity. I do have a thing for Ferris wheels, though...

If I could make one thing disappear it would be… Nothing. I used to wish my past away, but it makes me who I am, and I don't want to change that.

My next tattoo will be…
Something with Gus's name.

Tilt-a-Whirl or roller coaster? Tilt-a-Whirl

Corndogs or fried pickles? Corndogs

Cotton candy or caramel apples? Cotton candy. Has to be pink, because that's Gus's favorite.

Favorite TV shows: 📺 I used to like bad talk shows, but now Disney movies are more my speed.

Missed the other Good Guys questionnaires? 
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A big thanks to Jamie for making the guys available! 💛

Jamie Schlosser writes steamy new adult romance and romantic comedy. When she isn't creating perfect book boyfriends, she's a stay-at-home mom to her two wonderful kids. She believes reading is a great escape, otters are the best animal, and nothing is more satisfying than a happily-ever-after ending.



Monday, September 23, 2019

BOOK REVIEW: Busting Up The Bad Boys' Bet by V.B. Law

3 Stars (4 Stars for the beginning/2 Stars for the end)

Ally Thompson, 17/18, is the new girl at school and the latest target of Brad Sullivan and his friends Taylor and Scott’s bed-the-girl bet. But where others have fallen prey to their charms, Ally has their number.

This hooked me from the very beginning, and it started out as strong as the heroine. Right off the bat, Ally wowed me as a breath of fresh air in the romance genre. Not only was she NOT a doormat, sheltered, virgin, but she was intuitive, well grounded, mature, and confident.
 “If they insisted I wear a porno costume to school, I was going to flaunt it.”
She was also pretty kick ass.
“I scowled, brought my hand down to his crotch, and squeezed, aiming to crack a nut.”
At the same time, I admired Ally’s ability to make friends with everyone, and thus the story seemed to develop people as people rather than teens as their social stereotypes. It also includes a few characters/scenes that helped it avoid the slut-shaming plague that too many romances fall prey to. There were also some really good reminders about growing up and evolving.
“Because we are still figuring out who we are. We’re changing, growing, making mistakes, learning from them, having new experiences, and our brains are maturing. We don’t make the best decision at this age. We won’t be set in who we actually are as people until after college, after we face the real world for the first time.”
I was getting really impressed with this girl.

So for a while I truly enjoyed the tale, and it kept me turning pages to find out what would happen next as Allie kept everyone on their toes.

Though the romantic elements were mostly flirtations and suggestions at this point, I had hope it was building up to some stronger romantic connections as Allie got to know the guys better.  But then Brad kept coming on so strong and eventually I started to feel like the situation/set-up was weighing Ally down. Instead of being the rebel and nonconformist, she began to just slip into normal high school life as the story began to lose its New Adult edge in favor of a more Young Adult drama.  There’s prom and graduation—all the typical senior stuff that wasn’t as engaging as the earlier chapters.  

The other disconnect I felt with the story was the rich kid angle. Every kid’s parents seem to just let them do what they want. To say that the entitled vibe was strong would be an understatement. And it didn’t do Brad any favors.  There’s just a few too many times that I couldn’t help picturing him as the spoiled rich boy who becomes a pest because he can’t grasp that not everyone adores him or because he doesn’t get what he wants.  And I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention that the Princeton thing went too far.  Like I was starting to root for Brad’s father to be busted in a college admissions scandal!

Not to mention that it seriously irked me how all the men (Ally’s dad, Brad, and Brad’s father) flexed way too much control in where Ally attended college. The way they stuck their nose up at NYU just seemed snobbish.

I also grew frustrated with Allie’s dad and her friends when they were too invested in her relationship with Brad. (I know, I know, it’s high school but they all needed to back off.) And this leads me to the paranormal aspect. Full disclosure, while I can appreciate a really intriguing ghost story, I’m not a fan of interpreting unusual or unexplained phenomenon that likely has a scientific or psychological explanation as omens or signs. As a way to make important decisions and lead your life it’s just silly and reckless. So the whole Daniel thing by the end was…Well too much for me.

And while in the first half or more I never got a troublesome love triangle vibe, later on… well I was starting to have a favorite and it wasn’t Brad. And at the same time, I really didn’t believe Ally was in love with Brad or any of them. Brad, on the other hand, seemed to confuse infatuation with love.  I came to the conclusion that she’d be better off going to college anywhere but Princeton and finding a new love interest all together.  And I didn’t for the life of me understand why a sensible and smart girl would get trapped into all the high school drama, especially after they graduated. She had her entire college years ahead of her and enough money to do anything she wanted. Getting tied down and trapped with a guy like Brad was just mind-boggling.

So by the first epilogue I was pulling my hair out. Only a jerk like him would even go about something like that. And only a girl who really wasn’t in love with the guy she was with for that many years would need that type of a situation to commit. And the second epilogue…forget it.

Overall, this had a fun, feel-good start that was relatively low angst, but as the story progressed it lost its appeal turning teen angsty and depressing. A lot of potential, but the romance lacked.


*I volunteered to review this ARC from the author. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions. 

Friday, September 6, 2019

COVER REVEAL: Magic Man by Jamie Schlosser

Series: The Good Guys
Genre: New Adult Standalone Romance
Release Date: September 26, 2019

I’ve been putting my son first for so long that I’ve forgotten how to be me. Each monotonous day bleeds into the next, and I feel like I’m struggling to keep my head above water.
But a kiss at the top of a Ferris wheel with a man I barely know changes that.
Jay reminds me that I used to be bold. Vivacious. Funny.
Now if only I could convince him his past mistakes don’t define the man he is today.

I can perform over a dozen illusions with a simple sleight of hand, but I can’t make the felony on my record disappear.
The last thing I should be doing is hanging around a young single mom and her kid.
But Casey doesn’t know that I’ve been watching her. That I want her for myself. That I’m addicted to her dimples, her tenacity, her fierce love for her child.

If I was a better man, I’d leave her alone, but she pulls off the biggest magic trick of all time: making me believe I’m a good guy.

Cover Design: Tanya Baikie at More Than Words Graphic Design

Jamie Schlosser writes steamy new adult romance and romantic comedy. When she isn't creating perfect book boyfriends, she's a stay-at-home mom to her two wonderful kids. She believes reading is a great escape, otters are the best animal, and nothing is more satisfying than a happily-ever-after ending.

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Sunday, August 4, 2019

BOOK REVIEW: Sweet Deceit by Saskia Laine

Series: Layovers #2

3.75 Stars 

Nadia Fisker has an internship in Paris as part of her Ph.D work. There she meets Luc Du Breuille just in the nick of time—her mother has shown up and she wants to meet her boyfriend.

Mom is a real piece of work—pushy and discriminatory. Thankfully in this story the apple falls far from the family tree. Nadia is nothing like her mother. She’s progressive and independent.  Doormat heroines pop up way too frequently in contemporary romance so it was refreshing that Nadia wasn’t like that either. In fact, I liked the way she handled her previous relationships, giving them the boot when it was clear they weren’t worth it. We need more female leads like this who aren’t afraid to stand up for themselves.
Luc plays the Frenchman charmer. I’ll admit, at times I wasn’t sure how much he was a player or if he was genuinely smitten with Nadia.

I think a few chapters from his POV would have given me a clearer feel for him. The story is told solely from Nadia’s first person POV.  Luc also reminded me that I really need to brush up on my French, though his English dirty talk needed no work.
Dis-moi, do you like it, having someone fuck you?”
The ending felt a little abrupt. It left me needing more closure as well as a picture of them in the future.  But if you’re looking for a well written short, safe, and sexy interlude to read in one sitting, this is one to check out. This is the second book in the standalone Layovers series.

*I volunteered to review this ARC from the author. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions. 

~Also in the Series~

Thursday, June 13, 2019

BOOK REVIEW: Paradise by Toni Morrison

5 Stars

While my first attempt at reviewing this title, a task I’m not sure anyone can do justice to, this is not my first reading of the novel. That was many moons ago back in graduate school. Fast forward two decades later and I’m now teaching it to my oldest. I’ve been looking forward to days like this—introducing a deeply layered, complex, literary juicy piece and letting those critical thinking, analytical wheels in the mind begin to turn. If you’ve also never read this, then hopefully I’ll inspire more than one.

In full honesty, I didn’t fall in love with it on my first read. I was sure then that Song of Solomon was my favorite by Morrison, and Paradise hadn’t replaced it. Now, I’m not so sure. It’s different from her previous novels, and doesn’t necessarily wow you at first glance. It takes some digging to dust off murky surface impressions before the luster emerges. So that said, I believe this is one of those books that you have to read more than once. Notice I didn’t say simply twice.

This might be one of those limitless reads because you’ll continue to pick up more pieces of the 10,000 count puzzle that Morrison sort of tosses out on the living room floor, some pieces turned upside down and maybe even an edge or two hiding under the couch, with each read. Given the way that math plays out in the storytelling, it’s likely that a few of the 10,000 pieces are missing and there’s only 9,999 or maybe there’s really 10,005. Regardless, this story is a challenge, one that even some literary scholars and book critics can’t fully put together. A few might even have jammed some wrong pieces. And who knows, possibly only Morrison has the box with the uncut, non disjointed image. But once you start getting enough connections to get some semblance of a picture, the jem that this is will begin to shine through even if like many truths it’s still enshrined in the earth.

If you haven’t guessed, there isn’t a neat little linear plot. It’s not meant to be skimmed. If you read this book in that manner, you surely won’t get it. Nor is it meant to be read simply for surface value or for the story (stories) alone.  You can try that and you might still enjoy it, but it’s a tale about what’s underneath the surface….what’s really going on with not just the five displaced women (Mavis, Gigi, Seneca, Pallas, and Connie) who don’t need men or God, who break the mold of acceptable society and decorum to find wholeness, but also the men and the community they offend. In fact, be prepared to get an eclectic, and at times disjointed, history of the town and its residents as it’s interwoven with the arrivals of the women at the Convent—a building that’s sorta a former house of worship, school, and playboy mansion. (Yep, you read that right.)

While the premise (depicted on Goodreads and on the book’s cover)—“Paradise opens with a horrifying scene of mass violence and chronicles its genesis in an all-black small town in rural Oklahoma. Founded by the descendants of freed slaves and survivors in exodus from a hostile world, the patriarchal community of Ruby is built on righteousness, rigidly enforced moral law, and fear. But seventeen miles away, another group of exiles has gathered in a promised land of their own. And it is upon these women in flight from death and despair that nine male citizens of Ruby will lay their pain, their terror, and their murderous rage —sets an accurate tone of the tale, imagine it playing out on screen as the lovechild of The Wild Bunch and Lost in an all black Peyton Place.  And then every now and again Morrison throws out some doozy of a moniker or backstory tidbit and it might even feel a little bit like Soap!

Ruby is a second chance town—literally and figuratively, though it’s debatable if some people ever got a first. It was founded by nine families, only seven of which are represented in the children’s Nativity play that’s an amalgamation of town and biblical history after their first safe haven stopped prospering. On what seems to be a daily basis, the town’s elders wax nostalgic about, well, anything and everything that’s not happening in the present. That is except for everyone’s interest in the only spare Morgan heir, manwhore K.D. A marriage to Arnette Fleetwood, who K.D. got pregnant four years before, would appease his twin uncles who are ready for him to settle down; but he really wants Gigi who showed up in town looking for an obscene rock and has never left. Arnette’s best friend, Billie Delia, can’t stand K.D. but she is in love with two brothers, and despite the town’s certainly that she’s hot for a ménage, Billie Delia is purer than Arnette. Billie Delia’s mother is one of only two women in town who the handsome new minister might consider courting, but widow Pat Best is more interested in her town genealogy project filled with convoluted (and in some places incestuous) family trees alongside ‘quiet as its kept’ tidbits about the branches. What’s not quiet is the old reverend who can deliver a fire and brimstone sermon at a wedding sure to make any young couple want to elope, if the youngsters in town weren’t more concerned with hanging out at the Oven that’s only flaming a fire over its faded inscription rather than cooking any meals. Meanwhile, out at the Convent, Connie was blinded by the light, and annoyed with her roommates, has an awakening where art supplies and yoga poses make what has to be some interesting chalk outlines, foreshadowing the carnage that’s to come while at the same time freeing the girls from the pasts that haunts them.  When the town men let the seven deadly sins (or definitely five of them) get the best of them, they grab their guns, gum, and sunglasses and let their testosterone take over. It goes down as history usually does. Or does it?

Lost? You might be, but I don’t believe Morrison wrote any of it for shock value. There’s a message and plenty of social commentary littered throughout all that happens, at times almost poetic and lyrical, at times comical. There’s also enough misfortune, heartbreak, and injustice to make you cry from the tragedy of it all, flinch at the ignorance and baseness in people, and seethe when you consider or simply realize that while this story is fiction, it’s also the story of generations and generations of a not so pretty history of not just America but also mankind. There’s enough intrinsic commentary on religion, race, misogyny, gender relations, myth-making, memory, history, hypocrisy, and so much more to make the whole puzzle of it all worth it without hitting you over the head with the heavy themes. While some are blatant like the opening line, others are subtle, and if you fly through the pages too fast you might miss them.

It’s not a book to get hung up on spoilers. After all, Morrison starts the story with the climax. She tells you right off the bat, “They shoot the white girl first. With the rest they take their time.” Who is the white girl? ⚠Spoiler alert: You never know. And if another reader tries to tell you they are certain which one it is, they are as unreliable as the narrator of this story.
I’m guilty myself of trying to solve the opening line mystery as well as a few other intriguing ambiguities. Knowing there’s no definite answers maybe even makes me appreciate it all the more. I still look for clues like millions who flock to religion in search of answers even more unattainable. Ah, look what Morrison did there?

But mostly this is about the journey in the pages in between. While the novel starts with the men’s arrival at the convent for the last time and builds to the how and why their quest for purity and peace becomes tainted, bigoted, and bloodied, this is just as much, if not more, about how the women got where they are, were made  what they were, the obstacles that stood in their way, and the ties that bound and the shackles they broke.  Even when they are 17 miles from the town, separate from the community and “unequal” they are central to the world around them. And so perhaps it’s about how all women, marginalized and vilified, got where they are and still struggle to ascend in a world where witness testimony, histories, and religious scripture has been twisted to suit those in control much like the Ruby mens’ public proclamations for the slaughter are nothing but smoke screens, pathetic and thinly veiled excuses for the real selfish motivations that drive them to their patriarchal insanity.
“the women are not hiding. They are loose” (287).
For my romance reading friends if you’re looking for a break from that formulaic but smutastic genre, for something that delivers more substance, this is one to crack open and take a whirl at. 
Safety wise….
Well, it’s probably irrelevant because while the book is about love to the extreme, there’s no romance here. Nor is anything romanticized, which is really key. Arguably, there’s also no heroes or heroines. You could ponder through the entire book whether there is a protagonist. Or are there five of them? At least nine are antagonists. Are we getting into Morrison math again? It’s all as head-scratching as who the white girl is. I couldn’t even pass verdict on whether there’s an HEA. It’s like there isn’t…or is there?

There may be no right or wrong answers to the questions your mind will turn over when you start trying to connect the pieces of the intellectual puzzle that is this book.  Morrison herself said in an article back in 1998 that she’d rather have readers “grapple with her work than merely revere it.”   And in the vast sea of corruption that has plagued the contemporary romance world, that’s refreshing. It’s also a good reason to give the story a chance. Feel free to hit me up to chat if you do.


*I own a paperback copy of this book.  All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions.

Wednesday, May 15, 2019

BOOK REVIEW: The NewlyFEDS by Logan Chance

4 Stars

FBI agent Addison Buckley wants to advance from her desk job and be a field agent, and now her chance rests in the success of her new case—going undercover in an affluent suburb posing as newlyweds with sexy and assured agent Vin Mills.

Except Addison doesn’t really like Vin, and Vin thinks Addison is a bit uptight, certainly not his type till she fakes a sexy phone sex voice and gets caught in her panties. Then the stakes begin to change as the more the two get to know each other, the more they progress from “enemies” to friends to lovers.
“No way am I having my fake marriage be actionless.”
Vinn was cute to read as he tried to balance his determination to catch the bad guys with letting his bachelorhood fall behind him as he found Addison and the idea of settling down more comforting.
 “My dick is more than adequate, just an fyi.”
Though he’d lived a no-commitment lifestyle, he seemed like a good guy at heart.
“Sometimes, the best ‘man’ for a job is a woman.”
Addison’s end of the story is more sentimental as she negotiates the balance between real relationships and fake. It adds a heartwarming touch to the story, though I do wish she’d have gotten a bad ass moment or two.

The romance is a bit slow burn. I wouldn’t have minded them turning up the heat. They make a nice couple, but I didn’t always feel their chemistry.

The mystery angle kept me engaged. If you enjoy a little who-done-it, this one will give you a chance to break out your deduction skills. I’ll admit, I didn’t correctly guess the culprits.  

You will have to suspend some disbelief though. Like over the lack of home security systems and alarms in this well-off community, why an agent would chance suspicion on himself by buying a high-tech lock at his suspect’s business rather than obtaining it through the bureau, and how little these folks seem to worry about their lawns for a suburban neighborhood.

It's probably more The Real Housewives than The ‘Burbs. And while the supporting female characters rock nosey, they and their counterparts aren’t nearly as neurotic as suburbia can get. Told via Vinn and Addison’s alternating first person POV, it’s a light and easy read, a safe, low angst book to enjoy for some stress relief at the end of the day or an afternoon on the beach this summer.

*Title purchased from Amazon in May 2019. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions.