Jonathan Slate was the paid-in-full dirigible’s owner. He was tall and unconventional, with hair that hung from his body like curls of licorice that had been wiped with expensive olive oil. He seemed smarter and wilier and more willful and just plain sexier than anyone who stood near him. He was a real Penn Jillette type, just the way women like.
He was talking to the Dalai Lama, who was eating shrimp cocktail by the handful. “What a shrimp pig,” Jassity Baggley thought. She wasn’t surprised when Jonathan Slate left the tiny saffron man to come to talk to her.
He said, “Hello.”
His breath smelled like fine boulders from Europe. She remembered something she had read in a newsletter they send to rich people. “You brush your teeth with San Pellegrino.”
The whole thing is gold. Bonus point if you can find me screaming at a troll in the comments.
It’s getting chillier outside and our dashes are all filled with pumpkin goodies. My Halloween playlist is already in heavy rotation and I’m obsessively watching Hocus Pocus and Sleepy Hollow. I don’t even want to talk about how much I’m watching Bram Stoker’s Dracula. I’m sure we’re all in the mood for a good spooky story.
I’m pretty interested in Ghosts by the Gaslight, a collection of steampunk horror stories, and I could just reread “The Fall of the House of Usher” another 80 times. But I think we could do better than that. Let’s find something that really carves your pumpkin.
What’s your favorite spooky romance? Mine is Dark Needs at Night’s Edge (part of the Immortals After Dark series). Bonus points if there is a haunted house or the story itself actually takes place around Halloween.
Archangel’s Blade is the fourth book in the Guild Hunter series. This time Nalini Singh focuses on Dmitri, one of Raphael’s Seven, while Elena and Raphael himself remain on the sidelines. While the first three books were a careful mix of urban fantasy and romance, Archangel’s Blade is all about the romance. The urban fantasy elements are still present but they’re not dominant. The plot seems to be there only to help Dmitri and Honor, his heroine, spend more time together.
Dmitri is the star of this book. He was far from my favourite character during the span of the first three books. He was wicked and lecherous, and he seemed to relish being cruel. In Archangel’s Blade Dmitri remains true to himself but he is also so much more. With Dmitri Nalini Singh created a captivating character, one that, if slightly fanged, is still all flesh and blood.
By comparison, Honor sort of gets eclipsed by Dmitri and his memories of his dead wife and children, which were beautiful, painful and full of love. I was more interested in Dmitri and his dead wife than Dmitri and Honor. The way the old and new romantic lines were neatly tied up in a pretty little bow was my biggest peeve with this book. I felt that it prevented Honor from becoming a fully fleshed out character. As a result, Dmitri’s and Honor’s romance seemed a bit cardboard compared with Dmitri’s memories.
Archangel’s Blade was a good read but, had Dmitri been given an equally strong heroine, it could’ve been great.
… the mortal he’d once been, the one who had loved a woman with a wide mouth and eyes of slanted brown… that man understood what it was to love so deeply it was a kind of beautiful madness.
It’s always funny when a series just keeps going even after you Girl, Bye it. I’m slightly curious about the new direction the Archangel series is taking, but my absolute loathing of the last book makes me glad you read it so I didn’t have to.
Driven by his insatiable need for revenge, Lothaire, the Lore’s most ruthless vampire, plots to seize the Horde’s crown. But bloodlust and torture have left him on the brink of madness—until he finds Elizabeth Peirce, the key to his victory. He captures the unique young mortal, intending to offer up her very soul in exchange for power, yet Elizabeth soothes his tormented mind and awakens within him emotions Lothaire believed he could no longer experience.
A DEADLY FORCE DWELLS WITHIN HER
Growing up in desperate poverty, Ellie Peirce yearned for a better life, never imagining she’d be convicted of murder—or that an evil immortal would abduct her from death row. But Lothaire is no savior, as he himself plans to sacrifice Ellie in one month’s time. And yet the vampire seems to ache for her touch, showering her with wealth and sexual pleasure. In a bid to save her soul, Ellie surrenders her body to the wicked vampire, while vowing to protect her heart.
CENTURIES OF COLD INDIFFERENCE SHATTERED
Elizabeth tempts Lothaire beyond reason, as only his fated mate could. As the month draws to a close, he must choose between a millennia-old blood vendetta and his irresistible prisoner. Will Lothaire succumb to the miseries of his past … or risk everything for a future with her?
WHO writes this shit, because it certainly does not sound like Kresley Cole. I love romance novels and I have little shame about reading them but something about these back cover blurbs screams “Look at your life! Look at your choices!”
Pre-Review: Secrets of a Summer Night by Lisa Kleypas
Okay dudes so I’m going to try this thing where I give myself 24 hours or so after reading a book to fully digest it and see if my reviews are more objective. I’ve noticed a trend in my reviewing, which is basically “OMG I LOVED THIS BOOK THIIIIIS MUCH” and then overlooking flaws or issues I have with it until a bit later and then it’s a bit awkward and I’d have to go back and edit but that’s basically the Blogger Walk of Shame and so I don’t and I have a lot of reviews that are not quite reflective of my thoughts.
You guys are probably thinking “Is this bitch that hard up for content that she has to have MINI reviews before writing any real reviews? Why wouldn’t she just write one real review?” Fuck you, that’s why.
Anyways, I just finished Secrets of a Summer Night by Lisa Kleypas, after hearing all over the various internet places that she’s an Author of Note. At first I thought it was going to be nice, but boring, but nothing as bad as Julia Quinn (you guys, she is SO boring to me) or as good as a really good Loretta Chase or Eloisa James.
I’m pleased to say that my expectations were exceeded. There were several female friendships at the heart of the book, and it definitely made me want to read more of the Wallflowers series. I laughed a good bit, I was sold on the romance, and I just wanted to share that even a jaded old tart like me can be surprised sometimes.
Full review later, when the ~*~*~*~*~ have died down.