The Evolution of Ivy: Poison (Lauren Campbell)


They won’t recognize the new me.

But they know the old me well—the me she harmed, and the me he loved.

She thinks she has him. But I’m going to take him back.

He thinks she’s the one. But I’m going to show him he’s wrong.

I thought it was over. But now I have a chance.

Long story short: Ivy is crazy and I love it.


Ivy is the pettiest of all so naturally I love her. I connected with her. But mainly, her inner dialogue was incredible. Her head was full of crazy thoughts but I could swim in them all day. Revenge is pretty fun but it’s not as fun as watching Ivy serve it on a plate hot and ready to go. She’s fiesta and hardcore and I could gush on her for hours.

The alternating POV’s were great, and the different thoughts we were getting from the characters was a great way to secure yourself in the story. It also made the story flow more easily.

I’m not crazy about the cover but it’s easy for me to over look those kinds of things. It was a great story full of great wit and characters that hooked me from the beginning. This is also the author’s debut novel and I’m 100% impressed and sold. I look forward to whatever Lauren comes up with next. And if Ivy was a real person, I’d want her on Team Talon. I’d want her on my side for the rest of my days.



Taming the Beast (Emily Maguire)


At the tender age of fourteen, Sarah Clark is seduced by her thirty-eight-year-old English teacher, Daniel Carr, and becomes entangled in an illegal, erotic, passionate, and dangerous affair—a vicious meeting of minds and bodies that ends badly. Devastated by grief and longing, Sarah embarks upon a series of meaningless self-abasing sexual encounters, hoping to reclaim the intensity of that first relationship. Then, seven years later, Carr unexpectedly returns and Sarah is drawn again into a destructive coupling. Now that she is no longer an innocent young girl, is she strong enough to finally tame the beast within her?

A modern Lolita, Taming the Beast is an emotionally unflinching and alluring tale that introduces a powerful new writer. 

I’m torn. Really, I am. Who was the Beast? Sarah? Daniel? I don’t know. But I liked it. What kind of person does that make me? Let’s stick with masochist.


It almost feels completely wrong to like this book. I feel like most people would not take pleasure in reading Taming the Beast…at all. The emotions it evokes is almost shocking. It was just a disturbing read. Depressing. Dark. I felt so lonely when I was reading it. My mouth hung open a lot.

If you want to read about a self destructive character then Sarah is your girl. She was unloveable, sad, lonely, and very hard to relate to in the sense that readers look for when reading a book. No connection what so ever because you’re too busy being in a constant state of shock at the things that she keeps doing.


The book gives you a deep insight at the occurrences of self loathing in individuals and the full cycle of abuse. The terror of leaving it. The want for it. Which was pretty much spot on. The author depicted Sarah’s need impeccably.

Three stars because the ending was a complete joke. It was a terrible way to end the book and it ruined everything for me. Everything.


All I know is, I liked it. I ain’t even ashamed to admit it. Get a better ending and then we’ll talk.

Lick (Kylie Scott)


Waking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.

Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.

One thing is for certain, being married to rock and roll’s favourite son is sure to be a wild ride. 

Rock star tropes are not really my thing. But I’ll give credit where credit is due: the book wasn’t TERRIBLE. Not at all.

The characters in the story were very well developed for my liking. And they were likeable. Well, except for David. To be honest he did nothing for me. He was a tad bit dramatic and immature for his age. And every time he whines about Ev leaving I cringed inside. Controlling issues and tendencies much?


The story was predictable. It might have been well written but I could tell every direction it was about to take off in. Oh! And here we have the most classic story line of “you treated me like a person, not a rock star or celebrity.” We know, homegirl seen you as a person and you loved her for it. All in three days. Aww.


ALSO – Pet peeve: Ev said “my husband” at least 4930 times. I’m not kidding, do a search on it.

Long story short, it was a fun and quick read. I cruised through the first half and the second half was much slower. The ending was a little half-added but I was satisfied.

Ps: I’m glad this can be read as a standalone *says silent prayer*


Making Faces (Amy Harmon)


Ambrose Young was beautiful. He was tall and muscular, with hair that touched his shoulders and eyes that burned right through you. The kind of beautiful that graced the covers of romance novels, and Fern Taylor would know. She’d been reading them since she was thirteen. But maybe because he was so beautiful he was never someone Fern thought she could have…until he wasn’t beautiful anymore.

Making Faces is the story of a small town where five young men go off to war, and only one comes back. It is the story of loss. Collective loss, individual loss, loss of beauty, loss of life, loss of identity. It is the tale of one girl’s love for a broken boy, and a wounded warrior’s love for an unremarkable girl. This is a story of friendship that overcomes heartache, heroism that defies the common definitions, and a modern tale of Beauty and the Beast where we discover that there is little beauty and a little beast in all of us.

I’m late to the party but it’s better to be late than to never have arrived there. Let’s chat about Making Faces, my favorite read of 2017 thus far. It’s Amy Harmon. Of course I’m going to five star it. And let me tell you why:

HER WRITING. Her writing is better than yours and yours and yours. I don’t care what any of y’all say. Every one take notes because Amy Harmon takes being an author to a whole different level.


Let’s focus on another great thing about Making Faces that makes it five stars (maybe six) for me, of all people (shocker, I know). Amy’s secondary characters. Okay, so basically Bailey. Although all of the characters played a huge role in Making Faces, Bailey was incredible. He made my heart sing and hurt at the same time. He made me appreciate what is good in my life. He just…made me feel. It was uncomfortable but I needed it.

“And so we endure. We have faith that there is purpose. We hope for things we can’t see. We believe that there are lessons in loss, power in love, and that we have within us the potential for a beauty so magnificent that our bodies can’t contain it.”

I do feel like this book is highly mis-genred though. Is that a word? Oh well, I just made it one. Although romance is a strong plot line in Making Faces, it doesn’t center around it. It centers around acceptance, peace, healing. All of the things we are looking for within ourselves.

“And if you’ll have me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you happy, and when you get tired of looking at me, I promise I’ll sing.”

The setting of Making Faces was brilliant. The premise of the book was brilliant. The flashbacks were brilliant. The flow was brilliant. Whatever, Amy is just brilliant.


Amy Harmon is not just an author or a writer. She is a magical story teller. She was born to play the strings on my heart like it’s second nature to her.

Preston’s Honor (Mia Sheridan)


There were two brothers—identical twins—and though I loved them both, my soul belonged to only one.

Annalia Del Valle has loved Preston Sawyer all her life. The daughter of an impoverished migrant farmworker, she grew up as an outcast in what was no more than a tiny, cooped up shack in California’s Central Valley. But her heart found freedom in the land, in the wide-open spaces of Sawyer Farm, and in the boys who were her only friends.

Preston has yearned for Annalia since he was a boy. But a sense of honor kept him from pursuing her until he’s unable to hold back any longer and their worlds—and bodies—collide one hot summer night. A night that sets off a chain of events that will alter their lives forever.

Now Annalia is back in town after disappearing without a trace for six long months. Determined to reclaim her heart, her life, and the baby she left behind—the son who was created in a moment of lust and love and pent-up yearning.

Preston has survived grief, a ravaging drought, and the despair of heartache, but he’s not sure he can survive Annalia again. And he might be unwilling to try. Will pride and bitterness keep him from the one thing he’s always longed for?

How do you heal what is irreparably broken? How do you forgive that which is unforgivable? How do you discover that real honor comes not from circumstance, but from the place deep in our hearts where truth resides? And how do you move beyond the wounds of the past to discover that some loves are as solid as the ground beneath your feet, and as enduring as the earth itself?

THIS IS A STAND-ALONE SIGN OF LOVE NOVEL, INSPIRED BY GEMINI. New Adult Contemporary Romance: Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

Not my favorite book of Mia’s but her writing ability is so strong that she still created a beautiful story that I couldn’t peel my eyes away from. Her writing never ceases to amaze me.

“Someday I am going to leave here, but a part of my heart is going to remain. With you.”

The beginning was rushed. It was just too many time frames and POVs squeezed into 10% of a book, and I just didn’t care for that. It was like Mia was giving us all of this information just to make sure every one was at the same point so that she can begin the GOOD part of the story. And they ask themselves a lot of questions in their mind. A lot.

And honestly, a little communication goes a long way, Lia and Preston. For real…


I didn’t connect on any level with Lia but I connected with Preston and that’s pretty rare for me to connect to a male character in a book. But his thoughts and his perspective really stuck out to me and that is something I can appreciate because that means Mia excelled in executing a powerful story not just about one person but two.

There wasn’t much angst in my opinion but enough emotion in the story to keep you wanting more. As a reader, I’m so attracted to Mia’s writing style, she could have wrote this book about Lie and Preston doing nothing but sitting around eating tacos and I would have loved it.


Background Music (J. R. Rogue)


“You’re more than background music for someone else’s life.”

It’s the message that will change everything.
The message Kat Roberts receives from a man she’s never met.
The message no one else is supposed to see but her.
The message that leads to the greatest violence
against her body she will ever know.

Nothing screams out to me more as a reader than an author who shows tremendous growth in his/her writing. Background Music was no exception and the beauty in J. R. Rogue’s writing transformed into the most beautiful, blossoming flower.

“It was all background music, and the song being written between our lips was more.”

I didn’t connect well with the story line, the constant back and forth and the past and the present POV’s were almost too much for me. I didn’t connect with Andrew or Reese but I did connect with the writing. It sucked me in beginning at page one. And as a writer that’s the smartest thing to do to reel your readers in. I knew in that instant that the authors writing had transformed since Burning Muses.


I feel like a proud mother right now. Like, I’m grinning ear to ear at the growth J. R. Rogue has shown in this novel alone. I’m so excited for her future work whether it’s poetry or a novel or a grocery list.

At the Risk of Forgetting (A. M. Wilson)


Cami has come a long way from the scared girl who left home at sixteen and pregnant. With hard work and determination, she’s built her daughter a dream life in Arrow Creek, West Virginia. As a single mom, career paramedic, and a homeowner, she doesn’t have time to entertain love. Or men. Or sex. Definitely forget about dating.

Fast forward fourteen years, she stumbles upon her childhood best friend and love, Lawrence ‘Law’ Briggs, at the local coffee shop. A painful confrontation ensues and challenges her carefully constructed reality. Her strength wavers with Law’s reappearance as half-truths are revealed and memories flood through the barrier. Each encounter uncovers the remnants of their deep feelings, but the pain and guilt between them leads Cami to believe they could never work through their past. Dark secrets hold them apart. The deepest betrayal imaginable.

Her daughter was a gift she’d never regret, even if it meant she lost him forever. The answer seems simple, but it’s not. Years of hurt and suffering can’t hide that Law still loves her, but is that love enough?

So, this book was not really my thing. I’m always a fan of second chance story lines but this one, not so much. It lacked connections from the reader to the characters and it lacked a lot of great plot. Not to mention it lacked in the department of great hero.


Law was a terrible character to include in this story. He was literally a dick throughout the whole story up until the last 3%. Yes, you read that right, 3%. His bi-polar tendencies and irrationality was just not attractive to me as a reader. He was actually a very huge turn off for me while reading. I actually liked the story more when he was off brooding and pouting. But…that’s just me.

Where was the character growth? The development? These characters remained the same throughout the entirety of the book. Not to mention there was just way too much back and forth (between Law and Cami) for me to even have five minutes to enjoy this story. I needed something from the author to connect me to these characters and she just didn’t give it to me.


So, if you want whiplash, eye rolls, and short, choppy sentences that are inconsistent then this book is for you!

He Will Be My Ruin (K. A. Tucker)


Twenty-eight-year-old Maggie Sparkes arrives in New York City to pack up what’s left of her best friend’s belongings after a suicide that has left everyone stunned. The police have deemed the evidence conclusive: Celine got into bed, downed a bottle of Xanax and a handle of Maker’s Mark, and never woke up. But when Maggie discovers secrets in the childhood lock box hidden in Celine’s apartment, she begins asking questions. Questions about the man Celine fell in love with. The man she never told anyone about, not even Maggie. The man who Celine herself claimed would be her ruin.

On the hunt for answers that will force the police to reopen the case, Maggie uncovers more than she bargained for about Celine’s private life—and inadvertently puts herself on the radar of a killer who will stop at nothing to keep his crimes undiscovered. 

I’m pretty disappointed to say the least. Mark me down for the most unpopular opinion I guess. What’s new?


K. A. always writes such good books with even better stories. I can honestly say I’ve always been a huge fan of her work. But something about He Will Be My Ruin was just off for me. It seemed like it was just a book about secrets and money. Like, really. All that was talked about in this book was M O N E Y. Seriously…we as readers get it. Your characters have money and then we are supposed to pity the one (literally one) character that doesn’t have money.


The plot was decent. I mean, it wasn’t original or anything but it wasn’t mind blowing either. I’m not saying it sucked but it definitely fell into some other categories of books and genres I’ve already read about which gets pretty redundant and is a huge reason why I try to branch out whilst reading.

Another thing is, I don’t typically like for my thrillers to be overpowered by romance and that’s what this book was. Maybe it should have been classified as a different type of novel? Nonetheless, I feel like we were only reading about money, sex, and a couple secrets thrown in here and there. Oh! And don’t forget about the cliches and ever so stereotypical characters!


The ending was extremely unsatisfying to me. I don’t understand why an epilogue would end like that UNLESS you plan on following up with it. To me it is a sloppy way to end a book. But, moving on!

Sweet Nothing (Jamie McGuire & Teresa Mummert)


It is enough to break any man: watching what could have been my future slip away before it was ever in my grasp.The possibility of losing someone I loved, before she was even mine, is something I never would have imagined. Certainly nothing I’d ever wish on anyone. I go to her every day and wait. Wait for the impossible, for a sign, for her to look at me . . . hoping that sinners are granted miracles, too. Just one glimpse of him was all it took. In the next lane, at a stop light, was the man I would fall in love with and marry. People talk about the kind of love that takes time, love you fall into. We were more like a crash and burn, and when our lives intertwined I would never be the same. He was the man I would cherish the rest of my life, who would father my children. In an instant our life together began, and in an instant it would end. The late nights; the excuses; the lies. And in the blink of an eye, it was like we never were.


This rating is high for one reason and one reason alone:

I could NOT stop listening to this story. I could not tear myself away from it. I was so INTRIGUED. All of these reviews I have read is so pissed about the ending but the ending was the ultimate plot twist to me. I was more in love with the ending than I was anything else.

Avery. You’re a terrible character. I couldn’t stand you. I want to throw you down a deep, dark, black hole where you belong.


The writing. The writing was so not smooth or flowing. I’m a Jamie McGuire fan through and through. So when I noticed she cowrote this, I put it off for a while. A long while. But then I pushed all negative thoughts aside of the co-author and listened to the audiobook. The shiftiness in the writing was just too wacky for me. Back and forth, push and pull. It was all so overwhelming and everything happened so quickly. Choppy and inconsistent would be key words for me.


My rating is so high because I liked 80% of the book. I liked everything besides Avery and the writing. The downside? I wish Jamie would have wrote this book herself. Truth.

And I wish I had a paperback copy…hint hint.