Here are all the books I completed from January to February 2018. Continue reading “January-February Wrap Up”
Here I’ve compiled the remaining reviews from the books I read in 2017. There are 15 reviews in total, and I apologize if there are any typos or formatting issues since I haven’t really proofread them (oops). But, without further ado, here are my reviews:
So you may have noticed that I’ve been a bit AWOL lately, and that’s because I just haven’t been in the right head space for a few weeks. But now I’m back in action, okay? Am I forgiven?
Because of this, I’m really behind on reviews. What I’ve decided to do is combine all of my remaining June and July reviews into this one post. It shouldn’t be toooo long because I’m going to make the reviews short, but we’ll see. (Spoiler: It’s kinda long.) Continue reading “It’s the Great Catch-up Round-up of June/July 2017, Charlie Brown!”
Title: Wicked Intentions (Maiden Lane #1)
Author: Elizabeth Hoyt
Dates Read: May 27-28, 2017
Genres: HR, M
Summary: Infamous for his wild, sensual needs, Lazarus Huntington, Lord Caire, is searching for a savage killer in St. Giles, London’s most notorious slum. Widowed Temperance Dews knows St. Giles like the back of her hand-she’s spent a lifetime caring for its inhabitants at the foundling home her family established. Now that home is at risk…Caire makes a simple offer-in return for Temperance’s help navigating the perilous alleys of St. Giles, he will introduce her to London’s high society so that she can find a benefactor for the home. But Temperance may not be the innocent she seems, and what begins as cold calculation soon falls prey to a passion that neither can control-one that may well destroy them both. (Barnes & Noble) Continue reading “Book Review: Wicked Intentions by Elizabeth Hoyt”
“Nothing was beyond the grasp of an intelligent woman.”
“They formed an intimate still life, her ornaments lying beside his regalia.”
“It was not important to her, where she had come from. Only what she had become.”
Note: Being the little Hamilton fangirl that I am, I couldn’t help but squeal in delight when I read this line: “Beside him [General Washington], a slender, fair-haired youth sat copying orders.” That’s our good old bastard, orphan, and son of a whore.