lunedì 16 luglio 2018

It Started With A Tweet by Anna Bell


Release Date: 12.07.2017



Synopsis:

Can Daisy Hobson log off for love...?

Daisy Hobson lives her whole life online. A marketing manager by day, she tweets her friends, instagrams every meal and arranges (frankly, appalling) dates on Tinder. But when her social media obsession causes her to make a catastrophic mistake at work, Daisy finds her life going into free-fall . . . 

Her sister Rosie thinks she has the answer to all of Daisy's problems - a digital detox in a remote cottage in Cumbria, that she just happens to need help doing up. Soon, too, Daisy finds herself with two welcome distractions: sexy French exchange-help Alexis, and Jack, the brusque and rugged man-next-door, who keeps accidentally rescuing her.

But can Daisy, a London girl, ever really settle into life in a tiny, isolated village? And, more importantly, can she survive without her phone? 

Review:


This was a nice,funny and thought provoking read.

Daisy is a brilliant woman, her life is dictated by her excessive use of the web and social medias but everything she knows will drastically change when she mistakenly sends a personal tweet from her working account.Could she be happy again with her sister intervention?  
I loved all the characters but our heroine have a special place in my heart,I've suffered with her during her digital detox and I was glad when she has found her happy place.

I didn't expect to relate to our heroine's problem so much...I started to think how many hours I spend on the web and I was horrified by the result,I should go on a retreat without technology too but I could never leave my kindle at home.

This was the first time I've read Anna Bell's work but it won't be the last because her writing conquered me.


venerdì 13 luglio 2018

Angry Annie by Dawn L. Chiletz


Release Date: 07.12.2018


Synopsis:

Joslyn Walters has goals:

1. Infiltrate the life of the internet troll, Annie McClintonuck, who wrote a nasty review for her sister’s bakery before it even opened.

2. Write an article exposing Annie for a fraud, thereby catapulting Joslyn's stalled career from fact-checker to journalist.

3. Flirt with, but don’t fall for, said troll's hot, seemingly shy, incredibly edible next door neighbor, Rhode Bennett.

4. Try not to let one week change her life.

Not all trolls are cute and fuzzy but some lemons are gold in disguise.



Review:


This story is written by a new to me author,it was nice,funny and thought provoking.
I'll be checking out Dawn L. Chiletz previous works as soon as possible because Angry Annie was surprising and her flawless writing conquered me.

Joss is the fact-checking girl for a newspaper but her dream is to become a reporter so when she comes across a nasty review for her sister's new bakery she decides to write an article in order to expose the real person behind the alias "Angry Annie".
I'm glad that in an attempt to rat out the mean web troll our heroine discover some life truths that make her grow,becoming a better person.

I liked so much these characters,especially Annie and Rhode, that when I turned last page I was sad to say goodbye to them.

Excerpt:

Dear Reader:

STOP. Don’t waste your time going any further. This book sucks like a plunger in a toilet bowl. I don’t know what to say about this woman’s lack of talent. I’d like to call her an author, but just because you put a bunch of words on paper doesn’t make you a writer. Heck, my cousin’s five-year-old granddaughter wrote a three-sentence story about pizza that’s better than this. Dawn . . . what kind of ’70s hippie name is that, anyway? People name their kid Dawn when they’re too lazy to think of a real name. I’ve always preferred dusk to Dawn and she’s reminded me why. Go watch TV instead. Save your money. You’re welcome.

Annie McClintonuck




giovedì 12 luglio 2018

Rumors, Episode 4 by Rachael Brownell


Release Date: 07.12.2018


Synopsis:

"Like wildfire, rumors are easy to spread... and hard to extinguish."

It was supposed to be one night.

After watching Ryder fawn all over that little skank, I needed more than booze to help me forget what I lost. What I’d thrown away.

I should have known better than to get involved with another one of the Dixon brothers clan. Their friends are like family and the Dixon family doesn’t keep secrets from each other.

So when one night turned into a week spent rolling around in the sheets, I knew I was in trouble. 

Everyone would find out what I’d done. They’d be able to see through my thick facade.

Rumors will fly. Unless… maybe I can spin the truth. 


Review:


I've really enjoyed this novel.
I like to read stories that surprise me and make me change my mind about some characters.

We knew Megan as Ryder 's mean ex wife but in this book she tells us her part of the story helping us to understand why she did the things she did and why she is the way she is. 
Could she redeem herself with the help of a good man and her only real friend?

This series gets better and better I'm already looking for the next installment,fortunately the author won't let us hanging too long.


mercoledì 11 luglio 2018

Miss Behave by Nikky Kaye


Release Date: 07.10.2018



Synopsis:

BEHAVING IS OVERRATED.

When he stormed into my office and said I owed him a date, I thought he was crazy. Okay, crazy and hot. But I couldn’t help it that my advice column blocked his, uh, rooster.

Good girls like me aren’t supposed to fall for dirty-talking men with smoldering eyes and hidden tattoos—especially since now that we’re working together.

If you can call going on blind double dates and researching adult toy stores work…

Why did I want to be a good girl, again?

Review:


I really enjoyed reading Miss Behave,a nice,light hearted and sexy read.

Lizzie and Ash are two advice columnists for two rival web magazine until their bosses decide to merge putting our main characters's work on the line.At this point Miss Behave and A Guy's Guy engage in a "battle" for the best adivices.

Nikky Kaye wrote a good love-hate office romance,one of my favorite trope, with two main characters that have so much chemistry that will make every reader hot and bothered.
This is the first book I've read from this author but it wonì't be the last.



martedì 10 luglio 2018

The Accidentals by Sarina Bowen


Release Date: 07.10.2018


Synopsis:

Never ask a question unless you’re sure you want the truth. 

I’ve been listening to my father sing for my whole life. I carry him in my pocket on my mp3 player. It’s just that we’ve never met face to face. 

My mother would never tell me how I came to be, or why my rock star father and I have never met. I thought it was her only secret. I was wrong. 

When she dies, he finally appears. Suddenly I have a first class ticket into my father’s exclusive world. A world I don’t want any part of – not at this cost. Only three things keep me going: my a cappella singing group, a swoony blue-eyed boy named Jake, and the burning questions in my soul.
 There’s a secret shame that comes from being an unwanted child. It drags me down, and puts distance between me and the boy I love. 

My father is the only one alive who knows my history. I need the truth, even if it scares me.

Review:


The Accidentals was a beautiful read.
Even if the romantic love is not the main focus of the story I've enjoyed it nontheless.

Rachel's growing journey is full of hurdles.Her mother has just died leaving her alone with a famous  father she has never met before and the start of her last high school year in a boarding school far from Florida and her best friend.

This book was easily readable like the others Sarina Bowen's novels.She excels at depicting cities and colleges,and the atmosphere here is almost as "magic" as that in Hogwarts.

This story grabbed me and wouldn't let go,I felt so invested in the characters lives I couldn't finish it soon enough.


Excerpt:

After the last course—chocolate mousse—the three of us go tripping back across the cold lawn in the dark, Aurora in the lead. I’m the tiniest bit tipsy and wearing heels. So naturally I stumble on a frozen clod of snow and nearly fall. But Jake catches my hand to steady me. “Thanks,” I breathe.

Curiously, his warm fingers remain curled around mine until we reached the door of Habernacker.

I try not to feel ridiculously excited about it.

He lets go when we all reach the third floor. When Aurora opens the door, he follows us inside until we all collapse on the S.L.O., with me in the center.

“Oh! I forgot to steal my plate,” I realize.

“Me too.” Aurora sighs.

Jake reaches into his jacket and pulls out a plate.

“Well done, Mr. Jake!” Aurora laughs. “The party in the annex starts in fifteen minutes.” She heaves herself off the squishy couch. “I have time to redo my makeup.”

I watch her walk over to the stereo, where my phone is already ensconced, and turn on our Christmas playlist. Then she grabs her makeup bag off her desk and leaves the room.

When the door clicks shut, neither Jake nor I speak for a moment. The low chords of a Straight No Chaser song play through our little speakers.

Suddenly, it’s awkward. We’ve been circling each other for a while now—since the night he was trying to be nice and I wrecked it.

“You’re probably sick of a cappella by now,” I say, just to find something to talk about.

But Jake turns slowly toward me and says something unexpected. “Rachel, I need to ask you a question.”

My stomach does a little flip flop, and I turn to face those blue eyes I love so much. “What?” I whisper.

“Well…” He clears his throat. There is a very long pause, during which I hold my breath. “Will you come skiing some time?”

I exhale. “I guess so?” Another beat of silence passes. “That was your big question?” I ask, feeling like I’ve missed something.

His color deepens. “Well, no. I just…” His brow furrows, as if he’s trying to explain some point of astronomy. I love his look of concentration. I’ve missed it.

Jake’s blue eyes lock on mine, and I see how our own orbits might finally collide. This time, I will not send the moment winging back into space. Instead, I lean an almost imperceptible degree in his direction.

And that’s all it takes.

Reaching up, Jake cups his hand to the side of my face. I’m still processing the sweet touch of his fingers when he leans in farther, his lips brushing the sensitive corner of my mouth. His eyes are tentative, seeking permission. My heart thuds with expectation.

And then—finally—Jake kisses me for real. We come together the way a well-timed drummer kicks into the chorus of a song—swiftly, and without hesitation.

We broke apart a moment later, eyeing each other while I try not to smile. “Can I do that again?” he asks, his voice rough. “That was my real question.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely…”

Jake makes a low noise of approval, then draws me closer. I reach up for the back of his
neck, my fingers grazing that golden patch of skin I’ve always wanted to touch. He kisses me again, his arm finding the velvet waist of my dress and encircling me.

My heart flutters, but not from fear. Warm lips tease mine gently apart. And when his tongue tangles with mine, I lose myself.

He tastes like champagne. Everything is wild and sweet, until the moment Aurora’s voice rings out. “Ay, caramba!”

I feel an unwelcome rush of cool air between us as Jake retreats.

“I did say I was going into the bathroom, right? And not on a trip to Fiji?”

Neither of us says a word; we only look sheepishly at Aurora.

“Just to be clear, now I’m ducking into the bedroom for my coat, which only takes a second.” She steps into the bedroom, and I hear the rustling of fabric. Then she peers dramatically around the door frame. “Good listening! Now I’m going to the party. Will I see you both there? Don’t answer that. We’ll speak later.”

Jake laughs. “Sorry, Aurora.”

“I’ve seen worse.” She departs, the door closing behind her.

And now I’m self-conscious. Rising, I decide to fiddle with the music playlist. “Do you want to go to the party?”

“I’ll go. But I’m not great at parties. It’s all shouting over the music, drinking warm beer out of a plastic cup.”

“Then let’s not.” My fingers shake as I adjust the volume. I go back over to the sofa and sit down.

“So.” He clears his throat. “Where are you going for break?” As he asks, he takes one of my hands in his, massaging my palm with his thumb.

His light touch is so distracting that I almost forget to answer. “Kansas City,” I manage. “To meet my grandfather for the very first time.”

“Um, what?” He squeezes my hand.

So I tell Jake the embarrassing highlights of my weird story—that I hadn’t met Frederick until this past summer.

“Wow. I’m sorry,” he says.

“Don’t be.”

“I guess I’m not that offended now that you wouldn’t introduce me. If the normal waiting period is seventeen years.”

My laugh begins with an unladylike snort. Ah, well. “With me it’s just all soap opera, all the time. Believe it or not, a year ago I was really a boring person.”

“I don’t see how.” He regards me with darting eyes. “You look beautiful tonight.”

“It’s Aurora’s dress,” I whisper.

But Jake doesn’t seem to care. He slips his arms around my waist. Scooting closer, he slides his lips from my forehead, down my nose and onto my mouth. And we begin again.