This had every aspect of a super hero story that you could want. There's action. Super heroes. So many super heroes. And they're all SO different, and that's so cool. And there's also Supers who aren't heroes (go read, you'll get it.) And there's rooting for the under dog. AND I even got to read the story on line! And for good measure, Drew threw in some LGBT friendly discussion.
Still hooked on this series! I absolutely love when an author asks for a review of book one, and instead of moving on to the next book in my queue I one click the rest of the series. Kind of afraid of what Emersyn puts me my feels through with book 3, but we're about to find out after this nap!
The blurb doesn't do this book justice. It makes it sound solely dramatic, and sure there's plenty drama, but there's so much more. The witty banter, the cringeworthy bad comebacks at times, the pranks... This story was so much more than just a serious drama.
When I first started reading, I thought there were too many characters being introduced. Once I realized I was reading a series (I'm a bit slow on the obvious sometimes) the number of characters made sense, and I look forward to learning how each of their stories pans out.
Note: book provided in exchange for an honest review.
I wanted to shake Claire. So hard. So many times. I'm super in love with the idea of the story, and there was definitely some comedy gold in there, but overall, the execution fell a bit flat. There were a few inconsistencies, and the ending felt too rushed.
Newsflash: every relationship a person has ends in failure, save for one. Maybe two if you count getting remarried after they kick off, but the point is, we all go in with a ninety-whatever percent failure rate.
I literally spent all of this month reading this series in my free time, and now I have no idea what to do with my free time. Like, none. At all. Wtf am I supposed to do with my life now??!
Also, how do I acquire more free time? I clearly don't have enough.
Glitter is a form of anti-depressant, because it is impossible to be sad when you twinkle.
No time for a review, there's a year 3 to read.
Sometimes, attaining the impossible was simply a matter of continuously putting one foot in front of the other, no matter what.
I was smart and bought book 2 before I finished book 1, so I wouldn't have to wait for a download. And while I don't regret that move at all, as I was able to move seamlessly into year 2, it's not absolutely necessary, as there's not the horrible cliffhanger I was dreading. So FYI, those of you concerned about those types of things, have no fear.
I'm on like a hardcore Drew Hayes kick so far this year, and this book confirmed that my newest platonic author crush isn't letting up.
I love concept of the storyline. And the execution. And the nerdiness. And the suspense. Okay, the suspense almost killed me, (and we're not really in the clear for a few more books) but that's part of what makes it great, right?! And the action! Seriously, I feel like vivid is a good word to use to describe the action. And, there's even some love stories mixed in. It's pretty much a perfectly balanced book. It might be my favorite. The only thing missing is a gaggle of platypires and we'd have a winner for sure.
I'll say the story wouldn't suffer with a final proofread, but quite honestly, given the sheer volume of words in the book, the reviewable areas are not very significant.
I don’t know that I believe in beauty sleep, but if you don’t leave me be, you’re going to see some ugly-awake.
Best part about finishing this book? Realizing by stalking the authors blog that I could stalk his Facebook, and discovering that book 3 is going to exist!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO!
Also, omg gloriously awesome.
It's been so long since I've read a Cassie Mae book, I almost forgot why she is one of my favorite authors. But then this ARC showed up in my inbox, to remind me. As soon as I started reading, the rest of the world disappeared. Okay, it didn't disappear, but it definitely got neglected. ALL DAY. I devoured this book. And it was glorious. Or well, I thought it was glorious. The hubby ate ramen by himself, so he probably doesn't love this book quite as much as me, but that's on him for not reading it, right?
I super connected with Maya, and extra loved that she was a bigger woman. And Cooper, with all his awkward forwardness was just adorable. And at times so super relatable (it's fiction y'all, you can't relate to all of it) and oh SOOOOO steamy!! Like, super HAWT. And hilarious. All rolled into one glorious story!
My point is this: you can either be the kind of person who reads this book that'll make you laugh, cry, facepalm super hard, and feel all those lovely sexy feels, or you can be the kind of person who sit in the poorly lit dining room and eat ramen by yourself. I don't even understand why you're still reading this review. GO ONE CLICK THIS STORY ALREADY!
*I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Author: Amy Daws
Title: A Broken Us
Series: London Lovers, #2
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Date published: September 23, 2014
The moment those words come out of the doctor’s mouth, I feel sick.
The life I have dreamed of…obliterated.
How will he look at me?
How can he accept me?
He'll know what I hid from him.
He'll know everything.
It’s over. It’s completely over. I can't tell him "I love Us" anymore.
Even though I do.
Even though it will kill me.
I can't tell him anything. Everything is ruined. Pummeled. Broken.
I have to leave him. I have to give up us.
I know he'll come after me.
I just have to do something to make him not want to.
I felt a lot of GAHs, and also sobbed a bunch of sobs. And there were also some solid LOLs. And there's a 25783000000% chance I cheered a lil at the end. But I think my most common feeling I felt was the incredibly strong urge to jump inside my kindle and shake the crap outta Finley. Because NO FINLEY STHAP THAT!!!!!
The emotional roller coaster Finley went through hit really close to home, so I desperately wanted to cuddle her and tell her everything was going to be perfect, skip all the heart wrenching bits and jump to the end. Since that obviously wasn't an option, I decided to call Amy Daws up myself and tell her to STHAP. Because DAMNIT AMY, MY FEELS. STHAP ABUSING MY FEELS!!! So I picked up the phone, and insisted I speak to her at once. My plan was again foiled when guest services responded to my demands with "I'm sorry, but nobody by that name works here," so Amy got away with abusing my feels.
In conclusion: I bleeping loved it.