Good evening, fellow readers
So this was a surprising week, I got to finally move on on my medical treatment and I also managed to read far more books than I did last week, I mean a couple were like super little in comparisson to others but still I handled what could have been a messy situation and accomplished to read that many novels. And next week I start university again, (6th cycle) so I will literally will have like two to three days a week to read which means I will probably be posting on Sundays from now till the end of July with fewer books to review. I hope I can juggle all my duties with my studies, health and my reading passion, wish me luck.
First book I read was the compelling and mysterious Vanishing Girls by Lauren Oliver.
Nick and Dara have always been different from each other, even though they are sisters. Nick has always given up on everything Dara wanted, and Dara has always taken everything Nick cherished; but when a car accident crashes them, Dara is left with permanent scars through her beautiful face and a secluded aptitude while Nick gathers no clear memories of why she crashed their car, all she knows is that things are never going to be like they once were between both sisters.
SO I SAW IT COMING.
I blame the editor of the official synopsis for saying it was like WWL by Lockhart so the moment Nick said Dara hadn’t written to her in her absence I just fucking knew it. I wish I had remained oblivious and ignorant till show time but anyways, the story was well built, the characters were easy to imagine and how things progressed was like an spectacle worthy of seeing, all with the compelling writing skills given by Lauren Oliver made up an entertaining mystery stand-alone that I would definetly recommend to anyone but without the synopsis.
Next book was the first in a trilogy that goes with the same name, “Trust Me, I’m Lying” by Mary Elizabeth Summer.
Julep Dupree lives a constant lie, as a con artist living with an equally criminal of a father she has learnt the family bussiness quite well and has started involving her rich classmates to pay her prep school in New York and save some money so she could stop telling lies, going to collegue and get the true life she wants for herself. But things get complicated when her father dissapears leaving nothing more than a destroyed apartment and clues for her to discover what happened and who could want her head.
ENTERTAINMENT GOALS ACHIEVED.
I enjoy the story even though some of the first chapters seemed a little too dense for a YA book, it was like swimming in an oil tank where you want to move faster but can’t; anyways the plot itself and the whole crime thing was a plus cuz its consistency and level of keeping me reading waiting to see what happened next as for the romance factor I wasn’t much of a fan since both the romantic partners as their reactions were not believable enough, almost too cheesy to take them seriously with an insta love where the girl is oblivious I mean that’s such an over used cliché. However the shocking plot twist was there and my heart felt it, so I can properly say it was a good book, not perfect but nice for beginners looking to follow some clues.
Third book was the realistic and emotional stand-alone known as Every Ugly Word by Aimee L. Salter.
Torment and abuse, that’s all Ashley Watson has known since she entered high school with no peace and extra hate; the innocent decisions of her childhood defined the hatred of her peers and now her only scape is the secret love she feels for her only friend who doesn’t seem to notice the pain in her eyes and art, that could give her a ticket out of town for good. But lately she hasn’t been so alone, depite her mother’s lack of love for her or the fact she can barely scape her tormentors, she has found a way out inside a mirror that shows her what her life could be in the years to come.
ONE COULD FEEL THE PAIN.
Overall the book was raw and hurtful but true to reality, cuz not everything ends with a happily ever after nor with a poetic death, in the end one must live with those emotions wounds hopeful that a day will come when life will be easier and we’ll look at the person we were and the one we are right now thanks to all those obstacles and failures to prove we want to live and write a new story. This extremely touched me since it narrated how one can be scarred for a long time thanks to bullying that we start believing we aren’t worthy and how we found no safe place for our hearts, it showed the voices saying “you’re not good enough” in such a physical way and that as long as we value ourselves we’ll achieve what others well never get: our dreams, perhaps not in the perfect way we wished for since nothing remains flawless and ideals are not real life.
Following was another stand-alone I ended up enjoying named Whatever Life Throws at You by Julie Cross.
Annie Lucas never expected to fall in love, after moving to another state for her father’s new job but that’s what makes him happy so she’ll have to suck up her feelings for new big league baseball player Brody, who’s not only the youngest to ever play this profesionally but has gotten a piece of her father’s heart on the way and a big portion of hers. Will they give into their feelings or their situation could unravel some disastrous outcomes?
NOT EXACTLY WHAT I EXPECTED.
I went on reading this with no expectations whatsoever, it didn’t seem like such a great read jut a little YA contemporary to enjoy a little but it had substance, it was quite a fun and relatable set of characters around the lives of Brody and Annie. It was like real life but sweeter and so much more hilarious that normal perks. And even though it was short and a little too fast paced towards the end, I felt like a made a connection and it wasn’t a futile read so Julie Cross achieved the regular goals with her YA+NA stand-alone.
Fifth book was yet another contemporary romance stand-alone named Shelter You by Alice Montalvo-Tribue.
Mia is about to turn eighteen years old and she’s scaping the life her parents chose for her to avoid shame and dispair, she was willing to go along and do what they told her until she held Her. Her newborn baby is all that matters to her now, and she’ll do what she needs to getaway from harm and danger to protect who has become her heart. Until she finds shelter with a kind cop who wants nothing more than to help her, but her underage status is not her only secret and when things come to light they could get ugly.
THIS IS THE KIND OF SWEET BOOK I LOVE DEVOURING.
It narrated realistic issues with unrealistic turn out of events, however I loved it because it was predictable yet lovely I mean everyone needs that beautiful rainbow to finish a rainy day and this one was so meant to be for that purpose. Besides there’s the whole deal of it being so easy to get into, the characters’ maturity level and its own realism in the most unfair situations. Such a happily ever after but it wasn’t cheesy nor idiotic, it had the right amount of drama and seriousness it needed to make a book believable and fulfilling for a YA/NA advanced or beginner reader; I swear I shed a tear.
Next one is part of an Spanish contemporary trilogy that goes along by a similar title, its name is “Algo tan sencillo como tuitear te quiero” (Something as simple as tweeting I love you) by Blue Jeans.
Seven guys are starting university in their new residence and are about to discover that their plans can easily go to hell and their past is here to haunt them, that life is not as safe and simple as they expected and that the adult world can be less exciting and more terrifying than their lives at home. Elena is a preppy girl focused in her studies and nothing else, David wishes to get away from his guilt to have the “perfect” girl for him, Manu knows no boundaries and wants to have fun, Julen hides a personal secret, Iria thinks her long-distance relationship will work out, Ainhoa will realise that her parents’ divorce truly affected her, and Nicole will see another side of what she thought would be a ride of a lifetime.
I KNOW IT’S UNIVERSITY BUT IT FELT LIKE HIGH SCHOOL.
It was like a 98% perfect, I mean I was so pleased by the entirety of the book however I wasn’t like super fangirl kind of happy since everything was left with a cliffhanger and I don’t know how that happened (Elena’s epilogue). It felt real though, no matter how unreal the perception of love these young adults seem to have because there’s no love after a godamn week but OK I was gonna let that one go since it’s Spain and the culture is so different but still. There characters I enjoyed reading and others I was annoyed by, like Manu and his unstoppable peacock aptitude that was fun once but then God I so wanted to punch him in the face (I’m not a violent -person but this has no logic) and absent minded Toni trusting that much in that twitter chick, like no dude one does not simply trust in people who refuse to see you on cam it’s too dangerous but whatever. Anyway, the handwriting was excellent as always and I loved how Buejeans captured the adolescent spark of Madrid and its own dangerous alerts, so well played.
Then was its sequel titled “Algo tan sencillo como darte un beso” (Something as simple as kissing you).
After a ouija game gone wrong, David sees how his past is coming for him to hurt him not only emotionally but physically to make him pay the mistakes he commited when he was younger. Elena and Toni start suspecting more about him and the strange name of a dead girl that appeared that night on the board, as Iria and Julen discover their feelings for people they never though they could find and Ainhoa is loosing it over her eating disorder and the fact that Óscar only played with her feelings.
I WASN’T AS ANNOYED AS IN THE FIRST ONE.
Again, Mr Blue jeans is fantastic building his plot line and enriching many of his characters, I’m attached to everything in this new trilogy and this book gave me so many different feels. I got excited, I got annoyed, I got depressed, I got hopeful, I was so fucking afraid and seriously angry. I mean (here I’ll talk about characters) I’ve never read about such annoying and unlikable people like when I wondered through Elena’s sister (I can’t recall her name) or Oscar’s back again cheating girlfriend (I can’t recall her name either), dude I literally was in need to punch some sense into their immature and ridiculous tiny brains. I screamed at my book, refusing to believe there could actually be people like that in real life, so much emotion you guys. Anyways, this one was better than the previous and we got some character development coming from Iria and Elena (yay for friendship!).
The following was the final book on the trilogy named “Algo tan sencillo como estar contigo” (Something as simple as being with you).
After discovering Manu’s alliance with Gonzalo, he dissapeared into thin air but when a corpse is found with no finger prints and a shattered face in Edinburg, the exact place they were supposed to be hidin, David knows a disaster took place there. Iria refuses to acknoledge what Manu could have done as Julen discovers some part of his boyfriend’s past he wishes he could just erase. Ainhoa keeps fighting her urges to love Óscar and vomiting to loose weight, as her desperation to get Nicole back finally affects her deeply. Finally, Elena and David will have to figure out their status as a new girl comes to water their ‘meant-to-be’ flame.
THIS BOOK WAS EVERYTHING BUT SIMPLE.
I felt that much of the character development that was achieved during the second book was killed here, great character with so much potential for greatness feel under the spell of their penis controlling their minds and the fact that love means shit for these young adults. Immaturity and lack of attachments is what’s in everybody’s mind and heart, and I know it’s a cultural thing but still I wasn’t pleased with it. It was embarrassing and ridiculous mistake after another awful mistake that only a 13 year old teenager should be committing and not 18 year old going to university with regular senses. Anyways, apart from the irregular plot line the writing was amazing as always and if I was pleased with anything from this book it would definitely be the reveal of Silvia’s intentions.
The ninth book I read was another contemporary stand-alone named Chasing Spring by R. S. Grey.
Lilah Calloway is back into the town of her nightmares, the last thing she wanted was to go back to the place that reminded her fate was to be just like her estranged mother and the last thing she expected was for Chase Matthews to be her room neighbour just accross the hall In Her House. The last time they saw each other, they were too broken and suffering for her mother’s mistakes so she knew she had to leave. Now she claims she doesn’t care about him, not talking to him and remining lonely with the bad side of Blackwater, Texas. But Chase will not let her sink into what the town predicts, after all once they used to be best friends.
I WASN’T EXPECTING FOR THIS BOOK TO HAVE A SOUL.
I remember the first time I tried reading this I wasn’t in the best emotional state dealing with a first degree depression (no joke) and I gave it up for a more fast paced little short story, and I was right since that just wasn’t the right time for this one. “Chasing Spring” is a book that truly needs dedication and a spot of devotion, otherwise you won’t give it a shot since it’s a slow starting stand-alone and you need like to be seven or eight chapters in to understand what the story is telling us, and to unveil is dramatic mysteries; there’s when I got attached and found myself crying over the amount of feels. Thinking about the plot, the story of the two bffs path through life and death is remarkably told in a way that even when the darkest time was coming I just couldn’t stop imagining those two little girls being friends and helping each other deal with lost. So yeah, read this lovely (*sobs*) and raw story, it’s totally fucking worthy and it gives a different meaning to the ethereal art of gardening.
After this I read yet another contemporary stand-alone (I know, it’s too much but I became addicted to these easy going misfits) named Girl Against the Universe by Paula Stokes.
Maguire lives on bad luck. Her dad, uncle and big brother died in a car accident were she was left unharmed, she was the only survivor in an failed amusement park’s ride, and she just knows that whenever she’s close to others they end up hurt but after her psychologist tells her to start defy herself she finds a key to all her problems in tennis golden boy Jordy. He’ll teach her that life is not about being afraid but smile through it no matter what it throws at you.
I’M CURRENTLY INTO PAULA STOKES’ WRITING ABILITIES.
This was another of the books I gave up early in January because of my damn depression/reading slump that now I kick myself over for not finishing it right there and waiting afraid that I wouldn’t like, because I effing loved it with its realistic point of view against the odds and unfortunate events life has prepared for us that we cannot control and the cute romantic story line …of course. Though I felt it missed a tiny bit of a spark of sassyness, it was enough and so right to face reality and one’s fears to tell the universe to fuck off and take back what it took from you, such a powerful message, since those are things you can actually achieve if you push yourself through it. I might end up reading Liars INC now I know Paula Stokes writes such amazing tales.
The eleventh one I read was an ebook novella belonging to the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by J. R. Ward titled Dearest Ivie.
Ivie is a middle class female who just screwed a job interview as a nurse for a dying male, she’s no-nonsense and when Silas approaches her she is resilient to let his glymera ass into her life. But the attraction between them two is unstoppable, he lets her know that he is not here to stay and in anytime must go back to the Old Country so she’ll risk her heart in a love that could only lead to madness to those who yearn it.
IT WAS A LOVELY “RITE OF PASSAGE” KIND OF STORY.
I knew it was gonna be an almost inexplicable insta-love since it was a short story however it still confused me quite a lot, I wasn’t seeing what got their attention to each other, what they liked about the other. I had no idea but still I kept reading until I was hooked and when the emotions hit me, ohh those little bitches hit me hard: I found myself crying like I had not done it in a long time and I guess this is how a relative feels when they know a loved one is dying and there’s no hope so I felt touch, cuz I don’t remember reading about lost in such an honest yet mourning way before I don’t know what made this love story so real for me from the perspective of a nurse who passed from trying to comfort the relatives to be the one loosing her recently gained love. It felt real.
The next book was the first in the Charlotte Holmes series by Brittany Cavallaro, titled A Study in Charlotte.
Jamie Watson (yeah that Watson) never wanted to move closer to his father’s home in America but when a rugby scholarship in a privileged boarding school he wastes no time. All until he meets outstanding Charlotte Holmes (yeah that Holmes), which leads to a violent dispute between him and a bragging idiot; eveything would have turned out cool if not for the unfortunate murder of said idiot. Now everyone thinks Holmes and/or Sherlock are guilty so they’ll have to find out who’s the true killer and who’s trying to frame them when more deadly accidents occur.
IT STARTED OFF A LITTLE SLOW.
I had a hard time getting to understand the concept and the writing style but once the mystery appeared I knew I was on board, like I literally needed to know what was going on and who was the one to blame in this murder case. Talking about characters, I felt they were very authentic and with a believable character progression (specially Charlotte 😢), dealing with strong subjects like drug addiction and rape. Besides there was the whole Sherlock and Watson theme which I didn’t quite understand at first but then I loved, I was into the references and how fucked up the guilty ones were. So good, so refreshing.
The thirteenth book I read was ANOTHER stand-alone, this time a new-adult one titled Calico by Callie Hart.
Callan and Coralie had a starcrossed love many years ago, now they are back into the town that shattered their innocence to bury the corpse of the monster who handled their separation. Coralie hides a secret that has been killing her since she scaped, Callan wants to get his girl back and they both will have to grow up fastly again to bury their broken teenage souls and give a shot at life once again. Will it be enough to make it last or to tear them apart once more?
I HADN’T FELT SO ATTACHED TO A BOOK IN A LONG TIME.
There were infinite clichés in here but I didn’t give a fuck because I felt the pain was real and the main characters were my babies, besides I’m gonna start reading some other stories by Callie Hart since this one was priceless. BTW, can you imagine I was avoiding this cuz I thought it was a lame title and I was kind of misleaded because of the cover art but once I got the synopsis I just knew this would be my kind of stand-alone. And even though I only shed a little tear when Coralie narrated that traumatic basement event, I felt more connected to the aftermath perspective where they both felt so lost and broken and that’s when I cried like here was no tomorrow, I screwed up my new glasses. Anyways, I felt so into the story line and the heartache it caused Coralie, because for some sadistic reason I enjoy reading about the lost of babies only for the sight of a hurt in e early motherhood, one could literally feel the hole she was in when her world was shattered and I was pleased with how it was portrayed because in many books it’s addressed as just a piece of humanity one wasn’t really attached to so one can easily get over it. With Calico, we felt the trauma and that was refreshing in the most respectful way towards young mothers.
Then there was another stand-alone, this time a mystery/supernatural one titled The Walls Around Us by Nova Ren Suma.
Violet, Orianna and Amber are three girls than one day happened to meet and now play a main role in each other’s existence. One was framed by a treacherous friend, one was secluded for taking justice in her own hands, and the other is waiting for her punishment to finally hit her in the head. But is everything as simple as it seems, or will there be more layers to the innocuous choices that put them into their current fate?
I’LL JUST PRETEND THE ENDING HAS NO INTERPRETATION WHATSOEVER MORE THAN MAGIC.
Wow, this book was something else. I remember that when I picked it up I couldn’t remember why I got it, I didn’t recall the cover neither the synopsis so I had to look up what was it about like a newbie. I wasn’t quite convinced since everything was not unexpected and so depressing, so confusing with tangled povs and periods of time, idk but I kept reading until I just knew I was hooked without scape so I had to see if my theories were right and they were, what shocked me was the calmness and sobriety in the words of Amber that defined a serious solitude describing Orianna in comparison to the so alive abd kicking Vee defying nature and humanity; what transported me to their hearts was the fact that the meant to be bad girls (confessed criminals) had such experiences and a some real living with sisterhood and some sort of redemption thanks to their recognition of good in the middle of a puddle of evil, all that against the so called ‘victim’ of the story bragging about her deserved luck but still wishing what she was never meant to own, living dead inside since the first time she felt envy over the honest kindness another showed her. In other words, the book was an unexpected win for my taste and I cried like a baby at scenes filled with injustice, I celebrated the ending and refuse to believe it should be interpreted in any heavenly nor “moved on” kind of way. 😅
The fifteenth was the third one in the Filthy Beautiful Lies NA series by Kendall Ryan, titled Filthy Beautifu Lust.
This one tells the story of the youngest Drake brother, Pace who’s an intrepid womanizer ready to settle down whenever he sees his brother’s assistant even though she’s a single mother who definetely does not want a simple affair after her last relationship turned into a horrible realisation. Kylie never intented to be even a little interested in Pace, her son is the only boy in her heart but once she notices he’s more than he looks she could change her mind.
SWEET AND REAL, HOWEVER SO HARD TO FIND LIKE A WONKA CHOCOLATE BAR NOWADAYS.
I was kind of afraid going to read this since it wasn’t a follow-up and I hardly remembered the characters that were the protagonists here so I had some issues but once I did my research I was on board, is the typical controversial love story with not so much drama but much realness like Her never ending devotion for her son and the fear/excitement of finding a man who wasn’t in love with her only but behaved like such a good dad to her kid. It was the realization that sometimes what’s best for our pre-started family is not the orthodox family portrait but what our heart says and what our brain sees with our bare eyes. Sweet, and exquisite unconditional love.
The last one I read was the little anticlimatic end of this series, titled Filthy Beautiful Forever.
Collins is walking safely through life, barely living, not in love with his three year supermodel girlfriend in a big lonely house, until his first love knocks his door to remind him of the promise they made twenty years ago and that he has to make a reality. Mia has lost her job and reputation, with no place to go she turns to the only one who always saw the best in her and who ows her a marriage proposal since they were ten years old. Will they give in or continue living their monotonous existences?
IT LACKED FEMINISM.
It was a good ending, it was somehow decent as a conclusion for the series of the Drake brothers however it had its bad times, wrong little details that just couldn’t scape my sight like the fact Mia wouldn’t care more for her own self and would do anything for Collins when it clearly broke her every time she had a slight piece of hope in their romantic future. Tough I loved her naivety and childish (I say this so respectfully, in the best way possible) hopes and dreams, Collins was still a shitty boyfriend and a shitty love interest that felt like a gossip girl character that I won’t name (*golden boy*) until the last chapter before the epilogue. These details felt like little stones stopping me from having a great ride during this story so, yeah. It was OK but not to make a fuss about it.