<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040</id><updated>2011-08-28T03:59:41.596-07:00</updated><category term='Blog Awards'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='Sony PRS-505 eBook Reader'/><category term='3.5 Stars'/><category term='4.5 Stars'/><category term='Paranormal'/><category term='1.5 Stars'/><category term='Happy Anniversary'/><category term='4 Stars'/><category term='Oh By The Way'/><category term='Stars'/><category term='Words'/><category term='3 Stars'/><category term='Erotica'/><category term='5 Stars'/><category term='Contemporary Romance'/><category term='Young Adult'/><category term='Book Reviews'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='Historical Romance'/><category term='2.5 Stars'/><category term='Reading Rooms'/><category term='Audio Books'/><category term='Mystery/Contemporary Romance'/><category term='Movie Reviews'/><category term='3.0 Stars'/><category term='Guest Review'/><category term='Mystery'/><category term='Buddy Review'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Twi-Time'/><category term='Chick-lit'/><category term='Fiction'/><category term='2 Stars'/><category term='Random Excitement Friday'/><category term='DNF'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Monroe With A Twist</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>181</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1294997809545657364</id><published>2010-11-29T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:29:17.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be moving on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TPRdpKNf3eI/AAAAAAAABTU/OuTyhHu6cUM/s1600/bags-are-packed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TPRdpKNf3eI/AAAAAAAABTU/OuTyhHu6cUM/s320/bags-are-packed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545160002896911842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys! I just wanted to let yall know I think within the next week or so Ill just be reviewing from &lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Breezing Through&lt;/a&gt; or on my Good Reads account. &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/4512330"&gt;http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/4512330&lt;/a&gt; Blogging is getting to be a bit much for me lately and as my life starts to get more busy I think me being in my group will help me get my book fix rather than staying on here...and barely blogging. So please follow me over because I shall miss you if you dont! ;) You know my email...you know my name...don't forget me out there! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1294997809545657364?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1294997809545657364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1294997809545657364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1294997809545657364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1294997809545657364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-be-moving-on.html' title='I&apos;ll be moving on...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TPRdpKNf3eI/AAAAAAAABTU/OuTyhHu6cUM/s72-c/bags-are-packed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6176671973397470966</id><published>2010-10-03T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T17:57:13.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Once and Always - Judith McNaught</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TKkl4Zb807I/AAAAAAAABTM/efVJBR6SeNY/s1600/Once+and+Always+Judith+McNaught.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TKkl4Zb807I/AAAAAAAABTM/efVJBR6SeNY/s320/Once+and+Always+Judith+McNaught.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523988068777644978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly orphaned and alone, Victoria Seaton sails the vast ocean, eager to reclaim her heritage at Wakefield, the sumptuous English estate of a distant cousin, the notorious Lord Jason Fielding. Bewildered by his arrogance yet drawn to his panther-like grace, she senses the painful memories that smolder in his eyes. When he gathers her at last into his arms, arousing a sweet, insistent hunger, they wed and are embraced by fierce, consuming joy — free from the past's cruel grasp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Then, in a moment of anguish, Victoria discovers the treachery at the heart of their love . . . a love she had dreamed would triumph not just once, but always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrWgM4--7GA?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrWgM4--7GA?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6176671973397470966?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6176671973397470966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6176671973397470966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6176671973397470966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6176671973397470966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/10/once-and-always-judith-mcnaught.html' title='Once and Always - Judith McNaught'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TKkl4Zb807I/AAAAAAAABTM/efVJBR6SeNY/s72-c/Once+and+Always+Judith+McNaught.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6321945141507103785</id><published>2010-09-29T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:22:09.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Evermore - Alyson Noel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TKPk7q-htgI/AAAAAAAABS8/MTetDjP-hRc/s1600/Evermore+Alyson+Noel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TKPk7q-htgI/AAAAAAAABS8/MTetDjP-hRc/s320/Evermore+Alyson+Noel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522509281886320130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blurb~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;color:black;"  &gt;Losing your loved ones can sometimes bring about the best or worst changes in your life… depending on how you look at things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since a horrible accident claimed the lives of her family, sixteen-year-old Ever can see auras, hear people’s thoughts, and know a person’s life story by touch.   Going out of her way to shield herself from human contact to suppress her abilities has branded her as a freak at her new high school—but everything changes when she meets Damen Auguste…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever sees Damen and feels an instant recognition.  He is gorgeous, exotic and wealthy, and he holds many secrets.  Damen is able to make things appear and disappear, he always seems to know what she’s thinking—and he’s the only one who can silence the noise and the random energy in her head.  She doesn’t know who he really is—or what he is.  Damen equal parts light and darkness, and he belongs to an enchanted new world where no one ever dies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o8bFWC11-Ek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o8bFWC11-Ek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s1600-h/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 35px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s320/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290606605062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6321945141507103785?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6321945141507103785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6321945141507103785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6321945141507103785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6321945141507103785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/09/evermore-alyson-noel.html' title='Evermore - Alyson Noel'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TKPk7q-htgI/AAAAAAAABS8/MTetDjP-hRc/s72-c/Evermore+Alyson+Noel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-873158902649691349</id><published>2010-09-19T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:54:54.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Catching Fire (The Hunger Games, Book 2) - Suzanne Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJawBSt4pLI/AAAAAAAABSo/Nd2vqNoQJmY/s1600/Catching+Fire+Suzanne+Collins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJawBSt4pLI/AAAAAAAABSo/Nd2vqNoQJmY/s320/Catching+Fire+Suzanne+Collins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518791929639773362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Much to her shock, Katniss has fueled an unrest she's afraid she cannot stop. And what scares her more is that she's not entirely convinced she should try. As time draws near for Katniss and Peeta to visit the districts on the Capitol's cruel Victory Tour, the stakes are higher than ever. If they can't prove, without a shadow of a doubt, that they are lost in their love for each other, the consequences will be horrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7OmlFzwzw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7OmlFzwzw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-873158902649691349?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/873158902649691349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=873158902649691349&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/873158902649691349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/873158902649691349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/09/catching-fire-hunger-games-book-2.html' title='Catching Fire (The Hunger Games, Book 2) - Suzanne Collins'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJawBSt4pLI/AAAAAAAABSo/Nd2vqNoQJmY/s72-c/Catching+Fire+Suzanne+Collins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-3254300681815933292</id><published>2010-09-16T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:54:59.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2.5 Stars'/><title type='text'>How to Marry a Millionaire Vampire - Kerrelyn Sparks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJK7hzPEg9I/AAAAAAAABSY/OBeyAr9x9kg/s1600/How+to+Marry+a+Millionaire+Vampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJK7hzPEg9I/AAAAAAAABSY/OBeyAr9x9kg/s320/How+to+Marry+a+Millionaire+Vampire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517678682845774802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if he's a bit older and usually regards a human female as dinner, not a dinner date? Yes, Roman Draganesti is a vampire, but a vampire who lost one of his fangs sinking his teeth into something he shouldn't have. Now he has one night to find a dentist before his natural healing abilities close the wound, leaving him a lop–sided eater for all eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Things aren't going well for Shanna Whelan either...After witnessing a gruesome murder by the Russian mafia, she's next on their hit list. And her career as a dentist appears to be on a downward spiral because she's afraid of blood. When Roman rescues her from an assassination attempt, she wonders if she's found the one man who can keep her alive. Though the attraction between them is immediate and hot, can Shanna conquer her fear of blood to fix Roman's fang? And if she does, what will prevent Roman from using his fangs on her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZK4CaTHLNQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZK4CaTHLNQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjVxNpNKN5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jQQYRj_0pZ0/s1600-h/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 34px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjVxNpNKN5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jQQYRj_0pZ0/s320/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347304611785619346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-3254300681815933292?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/3254300681815933292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=3254300681815933292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3254300681815933292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3254300681815933292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-to-marry-millionaire-vampire.html' title='How to Marry a Millionaire Vampire - Kerrelyn Sparks'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJK7hzPEg9I/AAAAAAAABSY/OBeyAr9x9kg/s72-c/How+to+Marry+a+Millionaire+Vampire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-57929594498636527</id><published>2010-09-14T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T16:57:42.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Stranger I Married - Sylvia Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJALJ-TRGQI/AAAAAAAABSQ/6o3B0Ar8OJA/s1600/The+Stranger+I+Married+Sylvia+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJALJ-TRGQI/AAAAAAAABSQ/6o3B0Ar8OJA/s320/The+Stranger+I+Married+Sylvia+Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516921809499396354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;They Were Together For All The Wrong Reasons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;They are London's most scandalous couple. Isabel, Lady Pelham, and Gerard Faulkner, Marquess of Grayson, are well matched in all things--their lusty appetites, constant paramours, wicked wits, provocative reputations, and their absolute refusal ever to ruin their marriage of convenience by falling in love with one another. Isabel knows such a charming rake will never appeal to her guarded heart, nor will she sway his philandering one. It is a most agreeable sham...until a shocking turn of events sends Gerard from her side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, four years later, Gerard has come home to Isabel. But the carefree, boyish rogue who left has been replaced by a brooding, powerful, irresistible man who is determined to seduce his way into her affections. Gone is the devil-may-care companion who shared her friendship and nothing more, and in his place is temptation itself...a husband who desires Isabel body and soul and who will stop at nothing to win her love. No, this is not at all the man she had married. But he is the man who might finally steal her heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMjxy1d3HOY?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMjxy1d3HOY?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give these books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-57929594498636527?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/57929594498636527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=57929594498636527&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/57929594498636527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/57929594498636527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/09/stranger-i-married-sylvia-day.html' title='The Stranger I Married - Sylvia Day'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TJALJ-TRGQI/AAAAAAAABSQ/6o3B0Ar8OJA/s72-c/The+Stranger+I+Married+Sylvia+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1258459677159659549</id><published>2010-09-07T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:48:02.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>The Hunger Games (The Hunger Games, Book 1) - Suzanne Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TIbD5Y3NDuI/AAAAAAAABSA/u1ZyVyCZx50/s1600/hunger-games.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TIbD5Y3NDuI/AAAAAAAABSA/u1ZyVyCZx50/s320/hunger-games.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514310184455704290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katniss is a 16-year-old girl living with her mother and younger sister in the poorest district of Panem, the remains of what used be the United States. Long ago the districts waged war on the Capitol and were defeated. As part of the surrender terms, each district agreed to send one boy and one girl to appear in an annual televised event called, "The Hunger Games." The terrain, rules, and level of audience participation may change but one thing is constant: kill or be killed. When Kat's sister is chosen by lottery, Kat steps up to go in her place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHz38v33-LE?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHz38v33-LE?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1258459677159659549?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1258459677159659549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1258459677159659549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1258459677159659549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1258459677159659549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/09/hunger-games-suzanne-collins.html' title='The Hunger Games (The Hunger Games, Book 1) - Suzanne Collins'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TIbD5Y3NDuI/AAAAAAAABSA/u1ZyVyCZx50/s72-c/hunger-games.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5815371012781885480</id><published>2010-08-31T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:01:27.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>I'll Be Slaying You (Night Watch Book 2)  - Cynthia Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TH1-ZbU6uZI/AAAAAAAABR4/2wIkdK2y7PM/s1600/ill-be-slaying-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TH1-ZbU6uZI/AAAAAAAABR4/2wIkdK2y7PM/s320/ill-be-slaying-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511700494268676498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sandra “Dee” Daniels is a vampire’s worst nightmare. Sure, she couldn’t get up to five-six in the highest heels money can buy—not that she ever wears heels. But the monsters in her past and the stake in her boot are enough to keep most bloodsuckers interested in staying undead out of Baton Rouge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But there are changes afoot on her turf. Rumors of a Born Master in town—a vampire so powerful he can make the streets run with blood. And a new face in Dee’s dive bars and alleyways—Simon Chase, a strong, sexy shadow with a haunted past of his own. Simon knows a lot about the dark side of Dee’s work. He knows even more about how to make her body spark with desire. But the hot lust shimmering between them is only the beginning. Because Simon also knows a secret that will change Dee’s life—if she can live long enough to uncover it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZy07rGUwwM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZy07rGUwwM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5815371012781885480?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5815371012781885480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5815371012781885480&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5815371012781885480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5815371012781885480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/08/ill-be-slaying-you-cynthia-eden_31.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Slaying You (Night Watch Book 2)  - Cynthia Eden'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TH1-ZbU6uZI/AAAAAAAABR4/2wIkdK2y7PM/s72-c/ill-be-slaying-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5922950280932809462</id><published>2010-08-30T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:28:10.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chick-lit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Something Borrowed - Emily Giffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/THwRp3DxVlI/AAAAAAAABRo/4ftrBmRQgf0/s1600/SomethingBorrowed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/THwRp3DxVlI/AAAAAAAABRo/4ftrBmRQgf0/s320/SomethingBorrowed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511299454846719570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something Borrowed&lt;/em&gt; tells the story of Rachel, a young attorney living and working in Manhattan. Rachel has always been the consummate good girl---until her thirtieth birthday, when her best friend, Darcy, throws her a party. That night, after too many drinks, Rachel ends up in bed with Darcy's fiancé.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       Although she wakes up determined to put the one-night fling behind her, Rachel is horrified to discover that she has genuine feelings for the one guy she should run from. As the September wedding date nears, Rachel knows she has to make a choice. In doing so, she discovers that the lines between right and wrong can be blurry, endings aren't always neat, and sometimes you have to risk all to win true happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys...I know Ive been MIA but honestly Ive had SO MUCH going on...from family members in the hospital to my bro-in-law getting held up and almost murdered! NO JOKE! Ok anyways I wanted to start something new since IMMMM BAAAACK! lol Try it out...let me know what you think! I was nervous and SERIOUSLY sweating! lol So don't laugh at me! ;) LOVE YOU ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw...sorry the voice and the video is a bit off...Im still figuring it all out! lol and make sure you follow me on my You Tube channel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/Monroewithatwist?feature=mhum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/s0wxClqFAdA/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0wxClqFAdA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0wxClqFAdA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s1600-h/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 35px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s320/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290606605062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5922950280932809462?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5922950280932809462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5922950280932809462&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5922950280932809462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5922950280932809462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-borrowed-emily-giffin.html' title='Something Borrowed - Emily Giffin'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/THwRp3DxVlI/AAAAAAAABRo/4ftrBmRQgf0/s72-c/SomethingBorrowed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6886448773706194989</id><published>2010-07-20T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T03:43:48.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>You may have seen her on So You Think You Can Dance...Christina Perri! She's my latest obsession! The first song of hers was Jar of Hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HH7WXlf9WLk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HH7WXlf9WLk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after listening to this little piece of heaven I jumped on You Tube to get an ear full...I think this is one of my other fav's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gbKMmv-J6T4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gbKMmv-J6T4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and have a great Hump Day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6886448773706194989?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6886448773706194989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6886448773706194989&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6886448773706194989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6886448773706194989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-by-way_20.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6137587858552509168</id><published>2010-07-18T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T08:46:11.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Blaze of Memory (Psy-Changelings, Book 7) - Nalini Singh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEOoUYVbyEI/AAAAAAAABRI/fkPRBMlvbi8/s1600/Nalini+Singh+Blaze+of+Memory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEOoUYVbyEI/AAAAAAAABRI/fkPRBMlvbi8/s320/Nalini+Singh+Blaze+of+Memory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495421038405339202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev Santos discovers her unconscious and battered, with no memory of who she is. All she knows is that she’s dangerous. Charged with protecting his people’s most vulnerable secrets, Dev is duty-bound to eliminate all threats. It’s a task he’s never hesitated to complete…until he finds himself drawn to a woman who might yet prove the enemy’s most insidious weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stripped of her memories by a shadowy oppressor, and programmed to carry out cold-blooded murder, Katya Haas is fighting desperately for her sanity itself. Her only hope is Dev. But how can she expect to gain the trust of a man who could very well be her next target? For in this game, one must die…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalini Singh...who could ask for more?!?!? Blaze of Memory is the 7th book in the Psy/Changeling Series and boy this woman does NOT let down ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev Santos is the head of the Shine Foundation. The foundation helps human kids that have a touch of Psy abilities. Dev works hard for these kids knowing what they are going through b/c he is one of them. At the foundation, Dev has no time for play or women...until one gets dropped off unconscious in his front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katya wakes up to Dev asking her questions she can't answer...even forgets who she is. Scared and alone Katya is very different from the Psy we've all met before. She seems not to mind feelings or touch as much as her fellow Psy. Although Katya is scared and frightened she is a strong woman wanting to fight against the dreaded Ming LeBon. LeBon has been torturing Katya and she fears she was sent to Dev for a certain purpose...what that purpose is...she can't remember. As feelings strengthen Katya's memories grow strong and she soon realizes she basically living out a death sentence. Knowing Katya can finish her mission and die at any second scares Dev! This turns into a race of time! Can Dev save Katya before she finishes out her mission that very well could be to bring down the Shine Foundation or even worse...kill Dev?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this book! Like many Psy/Changeling books it jumps right in with the action and romance! Dev and Katya are such a special couple and I found myself rooting for them from start to finish! I read around and seen that some people didn't care for this couple but for me it was perfect! Dev isn't a changeling (and normally I prefer my hero's in this series to be) but boy is he just as fierce as any animal out there! He protect Katya and every cost! An this just didn't happen once they became more acquainted...it was from the start! =) I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like all the other books in this series we go deeper into the world that is the Psy! I never find myself bored reading about Psy b/c they are ruthless killers that keep your attention! Ming LeBon is among one of the few I've wanted to get his and let me tell you...if you've been waiting for him to get his snotty butt kicked...well you wait no longer! Punk totally got served in this book! lol I was happy with the ending (even though some may object).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly I have to say (once again) that I love how NS keeps you "part of the pack" by letting you back into the lives of all the past couples. I always love visiting my favs from past books and seeing where they are in their lives. Oh and I wont say b/c it would be a spoiler BUT for those of you that have read it...how about the surprise at the end...-&gt;highlight this spoiler-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I loved the kids bringing her back! I was totally excited b/c I feel like this is digging even deeper and opening doors for us to figure out new things with the Changelings and Psy that they weren't even aware of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all this book was wonderful and I'm seriously counting down the days for the next drop of some Psy/Changeling goodness! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Tell me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She swallowed the blood on her tongue. “I’ve told you everything. You’ve taken everything.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyes as black as night with a bare few flecks of white stared down at her as mental fingers spread in her mind, thrusting, clawing, destroying. She swallowed a scream, bit another line in her tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Yes,” her torturer said. “It does seem as if I’ve stripped you of all your secrets.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She didn’t respond, didn’t relax. He’d done this before. So many times. But the next minute, the questions would begin again. She didn’t know what he wanted, didn’t know what he searched for. All she knew was that she’d broken. There was nothing left in her now. She was cracked, shattered, gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Now,” he said, in that same, always-patient voice. “Tell me about the experiments.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She opened her mouth and repeated what she’d already confessed over and over again. “We doctored the results.” He’d known that from the start; that was no betrayal. “We never gave you the actual data.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Tell me the truth. Tell me what you found.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Those fingers gouged mercilessly at her brain, shooting red fire that threatened to obliterate her very self. She couldn’t hold on, couldn’t protect them, couldn’t even protect herself—because through it all he sat, a large black spider within her mind, watching, learning, knowing. In the end, he took her secrets, her honor, her loyalty, and when he was done, the only thing she remembered was the rich copper scent of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6137587858552509168?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6137587858552509168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6137587858552509168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6137587858552509168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6137587858552509168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/blaze-of-memory-psy-changelings-book-7.html' title='Blaze of Memory (Psy-Changelings, Book 7) - Nalini Singh'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEOoUYVbyEI/AAAAAAAABRI/fkPRBMlvbi8/s72-c/Nalini+Singh+Blaze+of+Memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8832510868551591607</id><published>2010-07-16T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T07:49:16.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Excitement Friday'/><title type='text'>Random Excitement Friday</title><content type='html'>First off &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm at home today with my Staph infection! lol I can't be around people for 48 hours!!! O-well...anyways I just wanted to share a few pix that have been making me excited lately....and since its Friday...and I'm "sick"...and I love you ladies I thought Id share! ;) Enjoy and have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBvwwAsioI/AAAAAAAABQo/oGybgHQoaW4/s1600/Hot3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBvwwAsioI/AAAAAAAABQo/oGybgHQoaW4/s400/Hot3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514428704230018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBv66pZfwI/AAAAAAAABQw/H3fhcnAIg6A/s1600/Hot4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBv66pZfwI/AAAAAAAABQw/H3fhcnAIg6A/s400/Hot4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514603357994754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBvrunpWbI/AAAAAAAABQg/KUFVE6-GK8o/s1600/Hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBvrunpWbI/AAAAAAAABQg/KUFVE6-GK8o/s400/Hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514342431381938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBwJfAjYLI/AAAAAAAABQ4/4Ly-KI9irm0/s1600/Hot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBwJfAjYLI/AAAAAAAABQ4/4Ly-KI9irm0/s400/Hot5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514853636956338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBvhpTf2_I/AAAAAAAABQY/NOnm9uNK63Q/s1600/Hot+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBvhpTf2_I/AAAAAAAABQY/NOnm9uNK63Q/s400/Hot+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514169206004722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-8832510868551591607?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/8832510868551591607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=8832510868551591607&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8832510868551591607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8832510868551591607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-excitement-friday.html' title='Random Excitement Friday'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TEBvwwAsioI/AAAAAAAABQo/oGybgHQoaW4/s72-c/Hot3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-3745138996066910758</id><published>2010-07-14T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:18:46.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Ok...you know it seems that I complain a lot on my blog! lol You know what I HAVE REASON!!! ;) Monday...I was out sick because every time I ate I got horrible headaches...ok not so bad Im thinking it had to do with allergies because I took allergy meds and it went away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY however has been a day from HELL...my effing car got hit by a coworker! I KNOW they were probably txting or emailing or talking on their phone! WHATEVER! Here's a pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD5tRDVwTQI/AAAAAAAABQA/aP8V0IQNug4/s1600/Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD5tRDVwTQI/AAAAAAAABQA/aP8V0IQNug4/s320/Car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493948735160339714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how long it'll take to fix...UGH! I mean they will fix it but still how annying! =*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the kicker...about 3 weeks ago I thought I had a a bug bite on the inside of my thigh...it never went away...now its hurting...doctor says...effin STAFF INFECTION...WHAT?!??!?!?! How does one get that?!?!? Seriously...week from HELL! Now Im gonna have to stuff my mouth full of meds and HOPE I don't end up in the hospital! DONT think Im dirty lol and I looked up pictures of staff infection and mine isnt NEARLY as nasty as those...it really looks like a spider bite in the middle with a dark spot and its red all around it! lol It feels like a tight muscle...very sore! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD5vpGLI5kI/AAAAAAAABQI/vsgcLq6Pb7A/s1600/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD5vpGLI5kI/AAAAAAAABQI/vsgcLq6Pb7A/s320/sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493951347261236802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need hugs...GIVE ME HUGS! lol ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a up side Im reading Cynthia Eden's Midnight's Master and its WONDERFUL! *sigh...she rocks! Ok no more complaining from me this week...promise! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-3745138996066910758?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/3745138996066910758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=3745138996066910758&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3745138996066910758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3745138996066910758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-by-way_14.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD5tRDVwTQI/AAAAAAAABQA/aP8V0IQNug4/s72-c/Car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-20098071684424900</id><published>2010-07-13T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:31:21.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery/Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Dying to Please - Linda Howard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD0bMqg4yUI/AAAAAAAABPw/d2ZdEgGbZQE/s1600/Linda+Howard+Dying+to+Please.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD0bMqg4yUI/AAAAAAAABPw/d2ZdEgGbZQE/s320/Linda+Howard+Dying+to+Please.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493577024846481730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sarah Stevens, butler and bodyguard extraordinaire, foils a robbery, she could not have predicted either the tragic chain of events that would be set in motion or detective Thomas Cahill, who responded to the first crime scene. Sarah intrigued, attracted, and aroused him, but his first marriage had dissolved in livid disgust, making him all too wary. Sarah is equally frightened of her feelings for him; she had never before felt so deeply. It might have been bliss had Sarah's employers not developed a habit of dying by murder. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story, aided by Howard's descriptive narrative, translates well to audio, with evocative visual images cascading through every scene. The author also writes the most erotic lovemaking in the business, which Susan Ericksen handles with aplomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggles like a little girl...ok ok Ive had it. I dont know if I can do audio books anymore!!! The voices are NEVER right and they simply CRACK ME UP! So furthermore I wont judge the book by its reader (Im not hating on her I just think Im better off making the voices up in my head as I read) but by its content! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Stevens is a bodyguard/butler for a old geezer that she adores to no end. She likes her simple life and has a plan to one day travel the world! Sarah makes good money, has one day off a week, her own living quarters and a nice fat paycheck...one thing she doesn't have (and doesn't really want) is love. But that's ok with her...things are going swimmingly...until there's a break in and Sarah meets the hothead detective Thomas Cahill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cahill can tell Sarah isn't the usual butler...heck she's a WOMAN butler...that right there proves her to be one of a kind. He reluctantly keeps his paws to himself after questioning her but little did he know their paths are soon to meet again. One day Sarah comes home to kind her employers and dear friend shot in the head! She frantically calls Cahill and the investigation starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cahill can't help but wonder if Sarah had anything to do with this murder...even more so when her NEW employer and his wife end up dead! But once Cahill and Sarah get close there's trust that should shine through...right...??? Does Cahill REALLY think Sarah could have anything to do with her employers bodies showing up with holes in their heads? Do the murders have anything to do with the mysterious and expensive gift Sarah received in the mail???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story was a hoot! The characters pissed you off, lit you on fire, then drenched you with water to cool you off!!!! Oh and btw those are all good things here! ;) This story if jam packed with action, murder, romance...and you even get a glimpse of a killers mind. Don't pass over this book b/c it seems all mystery/murder b/c you'll be sorry! This IS Linda Howard after all and shes one hot romance writer! So go out and get this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this review left you DYING to buy the book! lol (&lt;- cheesy I know...but I just had to ;p)  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-20098071684424900?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/20098071684424900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=20098071684424900&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/20098071684424900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/20098071684424900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/dying-to-please-linda-howard.html' title='Dying to Please - Linda Howard'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TD0bMqg4yUI/AAAAAAAABPw/d2ZdEgGbZQE/s72-c/Linda+Howard+Dying+to+Please.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5483499332978086312</id><published>2010-07-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T19:43:10.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Excitement Friday'/><title type='text'>Random Excitement Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe This Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In stores on August 31, 2010"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously titled Always Kiss Me Goodnight, this is Jenny’s version of Henry James’ The Turn of the Screw. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The Turn of the Screw is a novella (short novel) written by Henry James. Originally published in 1898, it is ostensibly a ghost story. Due to its ambiguous content, it became a favorite text of New Criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novella has had many differing interpretations, often mutually exclusive, including those of a Freudian nature. Many critics have tried to determine the exact nature of the evil that is spoken of in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Turn of the Screw has lent itself well to operatic and film adaptation.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDXRCgQ4bhI/AAAAAAAABPg/sfNl1RB54yY/s1600/Maybe.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDXRCgQ4bhI/AAAAAAAABPg/sfNl1RB54yY/s400/Maybe.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491525161598873106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Andie Miller is ready to move on in life. She wants to marry her fiancé and leave behind everything in her past, especially her ex-husband, North Archer. But when Andie tries to gain closure with him, he asks one fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nal favor of her before they go their separate ways forever. A very distant cousin of his has died and left North as the guardian of two orphans who have driven out three nannies already, and things are getting worse. He needs a very special person to take care of the situation and he knows Andie can handle anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When Andie meets the two children she quickly realizes things are much worse than she feared. The place is a mess, the children, Carter and Alice, aren’t your average delinquents, and the creepy old house where they live is being run by the worst housekeeper since Mrs. Danvers. What’s worse, Andie’s fiancé thinks this is all a plan by North to get Andie back, and he may be right. Andie’s dreams have been haunted by North since she arrived at the old house. And that’s not the only haunting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What follows is a hilarious adventure in exorcism, including a self-doubting parapsychologist, an annoyed medium, her Tarot-card reading mother, an avenging ex-mother-inlaw, and, of course, her jealous fiancé. And just when she thinks things couldn’t get more complicated, North shows up on the doorstep making her wonder if maybe this time things could be different between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;If Andie can just get rid of all the guests and ghosts, she’s pretty sure she can save the kids, and herself, from the past. But fate might just have another thing in mind…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jenny Crusie and I've been craving one of her funny/love/mystery type books here for a while. I think we can all agree that Jenny has her own voice out there and every time you read one of her books you can't help but smile! So come August Ill be elbowing in the book stores to grab this one! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5483499332978086312?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5483499332978086312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5483499332978086312&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5483499332978086312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5483499332978086312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-excitement.html' title='Random Excitement Friday'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDXRCgQ4bhI/AAAAAAAABPg/sfNl1RB54yY/s72-c/Maybe.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5996368656563004198</id><published>2010-07-07T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:06:17.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2.5 Stars'/><title type='text'>Strange Bedpersons - Jennifer Crusie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDUoNE0KWSI/AAAAAAAABPY/D34ERSk3p9s/s1600/Jennifer+Crusie+Strange+Bedpersons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDUoNE0KWSI/AAAAAAAABPY/D34ERSk3p9s/s320/Jennifer+Crusie+Strange+Bedpersons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491339525744122146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tess Newhart knows her ex-boyfriend Nick Jamieson isn't the right guy for her. He's caviar and champagne; she's take-out Chinese pot stickers. He's an uptight Republican lawyer; she was raised in a commune. He wants to get ahead in business; she just wants…him. But there's no way Tess will play second fiddle to his job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet somehow she finds herself agreeing to play his fiancée on a weekend business trip that could make or break Nick's career. And while he's trying to convince Tess that he needs her in his respectable world, Tess is doing her best to keep her opinions to herself and her hands off Nick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I LOVE LOVE LOVE Jennifer Crusie...but to me this book was a bit of a hiccup. =/ I must say the biggest thing I have to complain about...to me its like a low budget Cinderella Deal. If you read my review of&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/cinderella-deal-jennifer-crusie.html"&gt; The Cinderella Deal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you'll see that I thoroughly enjoyed it. Strange Bedpersons however is just short of enjoyment in my eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said these two stories are VERY similar...Originally brought together by quirky similarities one weekend things quickly took a turn for the worse when Tess noticed Nick being solely driven by his need to make partner with his law firm. Tess broke things off yet a very persistent Nick needs her help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick needs Tess...Tess has a heart too big for her britches and decides to help her ex impress his boss by playing the fiance. Obviously things unfold...Nick is uptight, Tess is outgoing yet they fall for each other. But can Nick let go of the drive to be MORE? Will Tess let her heart fall again for a man that could very well want to change everything she is and stands for???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this book good...well ya, it was ok to me. I mean it's Jenny Crusie after all. BUT BUT BUT bc I read The Cinderella Deal FIRST I have to say that this wasn't Jenny's best. HOWEVER I adore/worship this woman! *bows before the Goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjVxNpNKN5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jQQYRj_0pZ0/s1600-h/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 34px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjVxNpNKN5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jQQYRj_0pZ0/s320/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347304611785619346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5996368656563004198?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5996368656563004198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5996368656563004198&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5996368656563004198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5996368656563004198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/strange-bedpersons-jennifer-crusie.html' title='Strange Bedpersons - Jennifer Crusie'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDUoNE0KWSI/AAAAAAAABPY/D34ERSk3p9s/s72-c/Jennifer+Crusie+Strange+Bedpersons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1135343001230634317</id><published>2010-07-05T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:01:04.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Vampire's Kiss - Cynthia Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDKC4AcCqkI/AAAAAAAABPI/rabEfuo28kk/s1600/Cynthia+Eden+The+Vampires+Kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDKC4AcCqkI/AAAAAAAABPI/rabEfuo28kk/s320/Cynthia+Eden+The+Vampires+Kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594794419956290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Dark is a monster. He is a vampire, a dark creature that feeds on blood and fear. He is exactly what Savannah Daniels needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A year ago, her twin brother and his wife were brutally murdered. Savannah swore a vow of vengeance against the man, the beast, that killed him. A beast that is now after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savannah needs William’s help in order to keep her vow. She must convince him to transform her, to give her the kiss of the vampire, so that she will be strong enough to defeat the killer that is on her trail.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Savannah and William enter into an unholy alliance: He will transform her and see that she receives her justice. In return, she must be his companion, his mate, for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Savannah soon realizes that there is more at stake than just her life. Because once she tastes William’s kiss, she knows that she may be in jeopardy of losing her heart, as well. And she will have to put all of her trust, all of her faith, into the hands of a man who lost his soul centuries ago…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great one from Cynthia Eden! One think CE is great for giving you is action right away! You don't get any fooling around with this woman. This book is fast paced and keeps you on your toes! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Savannah! Her main objective within the past few years is to avenge her brother and sister in laws gruesome death from a vampire. She knows being a human that she would be no match for a century old vampires strength but when her brothers killer starts to stalk her she knows she must find an answer somewhere. So what to do...what to do...AH HA! BECOME the monster that killed them! ;) Savannah decides to hunt down one of the most legendary vampires around, William Dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In enters William. William opens his door to a frail human woman but falls deeply at first sight. How to protect her? Send her away. This woman needs no part of his dark life! But whemn she asks the unthinkable...to kill her he can''t  help but not let her go. Thats why he finally excepts to give her the kiss (being bitten 3 times then fed your sires blood will bring on the change) if and only if she stays with him forever as his companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Savannah really turn over the rest of her life to the type of monster who killed her brother? And if she does can she really beat a century old vampire as a new born???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said CE really give you everything you want in a story! Hot lovin', GREAT fighting action and a romance to make you sigh! =) Savannah and Williams love was something special. I don't want to ruin all their steps in coming together but lets just say that once each of them open up to each other a beautiful relationship unfolds! Go ahead and grab this book (heck ANY of Cynthia's books in fact) b/c you wont be sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="excerpt"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You want this, don’t you, little one?&lt;/em&gt; His voice purred seductively, although his lips did not move. &lt;em&gt;You came here for this, didn’t you?&lt;/em&gt; He began to gently suckle on her neck.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Yes,” she whispered, as her arms lifted to clutch his shoulders and pull him closer to her body. Her eyes were tightly closed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;William drew back slowly, wondering about her motives, about her willingness to surrender to a monster.Then he remembered what she’d said. “You wanted me to kill someone for you.” It was a statement. What he had taken as a jest before suddenly seemed very serious. Who was this woman? And why did she seek the Angel of Death?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Yes,” she whispered again, refusing to open her eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at me.&lt;/em&gt; The command came unbidden. The full force of his will was behind the order. He would know what the woman in his arms wanted, what dangers she presented to him. Then he would deal with her. “Who do you want me to kill?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Her lashes lifted slowly, languorously. Her breathing was ragged. Her chest rose and fell jerkily. “Me. I want you to kill me.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give these books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1135343001230634317?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1135343001230634317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1135343001230634317&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1135343001230634317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1135343001230634317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/vampires-kiss-cynthia-eden.html' title='The Vampire&apos;s Kiss - Cynthia Eden'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDKC4AcCqkI/AAAAAAAABPI/rabEfuo28kk/s72-c/Cynthia+Eden+The+Vampires+Kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6914525454613645497</id><published>2010-07-04T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:35:19.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone has a wonderful 4th of July! Thank you to all the men and women who fight or have fought for our freedom! We are forever grateful! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDEMhNWDPRI/AAAAAAAABPA/CFk-eGhVm70/s1600/04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDEMhNWDPRI/AAAAAAAABPA/CFk-eGhVm70/s400/04.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490183185398709522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6914525454613645497?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6914525454613645497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6914525454613645497&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6914525454613645497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6914525454613645497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-by-way_04.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TDEMhNWDPRI/AAAAAAAABPA/CFk-eGhVm70/s72-c/04.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-846767984704645255</id><published>2010-07-02T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T06:08:49.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>So...first off HAPPY FRIDAY! We are going home for the 4th of July and Im SO excited to be in the beautiful sun with my family!!! YAY! Second off I had to share this with yall b/c it cracked me up!!! I think I gave my hubby a heart attack with my hair color...look and see my change! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before (I have a HORRIBLE cold so excuse my...hazed look lol and yes that is a glass of wine with a STRAW! I have issues about drinking things with color on my teeth ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TC3fg_D9AMI/AAAAAAAABOg/weslunCrknY/s1600/Me2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TC3fg_D9AMI/AAAAAAAABOg/weslunCrknY/s400/Me2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489289278611325122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER!!!! lol I feel...I feel...have you ever had a hair style that made you feel saucy or spunky...or naughty?!?!?! lol that's me! ;) Its in the LEAST more edgy! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TC3f-LqDZLI/AAAAAAAABOo/E3htXriXrvc/s1600/Me"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TC3f-LqDZLI/AAAAAAAABOo/E3htXriXrvc/s400/Me" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489289780208559282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike should be used to me changing it up! He said I looked like a stranger...shouldn't that be adventurous for him?!?! ;) Ok well so that's my news! I'm a edgy girl now *giggle like a school girl...ya I know I cant fool yall! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so yall have a delicious Friday and here's a treat I leave with you my #1...HENRY CAVILL!!! *sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TC3kcnVFkxI/AAAAAAAABOw/cHMWqq8wyow/s1600/Henry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TC3kcnVFkxI/AAAAAAAABOw/cHMWqq8wyow/s400/Henry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489294701079401234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-846767984704645255?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/846767984704645255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=846767984704645255&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/846767984704645255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/846767984704645255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-by-way_02.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TC3fg_D9AMI/AAAAAAAABOg/weslunCrknY/s72-c/Me2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4368951440370212926</id><published>2010-07-01T03:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T03:50:58.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCxywzRdsNI/AAAAAAAABOY/Jtk9PAyWuL0/s1600/Canada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCxywzRdsNI/AAAAAAAABOY/Jtk9PAyWuL0/s400/Canada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488888228580536530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Canada Day to all my Canadian babes out there! Have a wodnerful day sweeties!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~ I TOTALLY fell asleep at 8 pm last night due to my late night of watching Eclipse! lol ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4368951440370212926?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4368951440370212926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4368951440370212926&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4368951440370212926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4368951440370212926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-by-way.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCxywzRdsNI/AAAAAAAABOY/Jtk9PAyWuL0/s72-c/Canada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4401917162179101108</id><published>2010-06-30T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T06:16:42.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twi-Time'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>OMG IT WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOOO AWESOME!!!! It was the best Twilight film yet! It stayed VERY VERY close to the book which was awesome! Jacob...YUM...Edward...YUM! *sigh I cant get enough of this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCs7nm7YYII/AAAAAAAABOA/5pl19wpYmpI/s1600/Eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCs7nm7YYII/AAAAAAAABOA/5pl19wpYmpI/s400/Eclipse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488546122531627138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with a huge group of girls and we all watched New Moon and ate snack at my house before the midnight showing!!! Im running on three hours of sleep! lol Was it worth it...HECK YA!!!! Oh and they played trivia games at our movie and I totally won the Eclipse board game!!! lol WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCs8t8fRoeI/AAAAAAAABOI/i0tQkZFaaIU/s1600/IMAG0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCs8t8fRoeI/AAAAAAAABOI/i0tQkZFaaIU/s400/IMAG0432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488547330910167522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you seen it yet...you going to see it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4401917162179101108?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4401917162179101108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4401917162179101108&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4401917162179101108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4401917162179101108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_30.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCs7nm7YYII/AAAAAAAABOA/5pl19wpYmpI/s72-c/Eclipse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-3381420440406186282</id><published>2010-06-28T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:50:50.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Pleasure Slave - Gena Showalter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TClDYBxrilI/AAAAAAAABN4/y6sbC1KhJ4w/s1600/The+Pleasure+Slave+Gena+Showalter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TClDYBxrilI/AAAAAAAABN4/y6sbC1KhJ4w/s320/The+Pleasure+Slave+Gena+Showalter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487991701000391250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Santa Fe antique dealer Julie Anderson was curiously drawn to purchase a battered jewelry box, she never expected it to contain her own personal love slave. Especially not tall, dark and sinfully handsome Tristan-a man hard to resist, and determined to fulfill her every desire.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Tristan was a rogue of the battlefield and the boudoir, making love with Julia was like nothing he'd ever known. Yet revealing his true heart would break the centuries-old spell and separate them forever. And Tristan would do anything to go on loving Julia. . .even remain a slave through all eternity. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...Ive seen this lady around and heard TONS of great things! So when I had a friend send me one of her books I jumped at the chance to see what all the hubbub was about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was adorable! It made me giggle, gave me surprises, and made me a bit hot under the collar! ;) I can see why Gena gets all the attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have plain Jane Julie Anderson. Julie finds a jewelry box at a flea market and once she gets home tries to pry the old dusty things open...and like Genie with Aladdin POOF! Her enters Julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan lived in Imperia long long ago. He was a great lover to many but one day a woman took things too far and cursed him by making him a pleasure (love) slave. He was doomed to live in his jewelry box for eternity moving from master to master as a sex slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Julie and Tristan meet and Tristian tries to tell himself shes just like every other master hes had but deep down he knows shes VERY different. She doesn't command, doesn't take advantage of his body and treats him like the man he wishes he could be. If only he could lover her...but if he did the curse would eb broken and he would return to Imperia to forever be without his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said I can truly see why Gena is so popular! This book was great! Not only was it hot to trot but it made me laugh! I just loved how Tristan wasn't used to Julies time...making nasty coffee, "killing" the phone, and ripping up his underwear to make a sheath for his knife! lol This is only a few ways that Tristan kept me entertained! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie...oh poor Julie is the classic case of plain girl with no self confidence! She's been burned before and ever since then has shied away from men. When she meets Tristan shes totally intimidated but he soon teaches her that she is a diamond in the rough (hey...whats with all my Aladdin references??? lol Well I did just get back from Disney ;). Anyways...she soon finds that she is a woman that is sexy in her own skin (which is something I always love in my heroins revelations).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book overall was a really light, amusing and sexy to no end! There is another side story between Tristan's old master and a man that wants her that catches your attention as well. I think Gena juggles both story lines and intertwines them perfectly! =) Im SO glad I picked this book and and will be venturing even further into Gena's books ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yummy Quote~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He was a exquisite specimen of manhood. So exquisite, in fact, she wouldn’t be surprised if he had “Grade A one-hundred-percent pure beef” stamped on his butt.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan: “My tongue burns for the taste of you. My hands itch for the feel of you. And my shaft screams for the core of you. Let me have you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GO GET IT ALREADY!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-3381420440406186282?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/3381420440406186282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=3381420440406186282&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3381420440406186282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3381420440406186282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/pleasure-slave-gena-showalter.html' title='The Pleasure Slave - Gena Showalter'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TClDYBxrilI/AAAAAAAABN4/y6sbC1KhJ4w/s72-c/The+Pleasure+Slave+Gena+Showalter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5994511161958590529</id><published>2010-06-28T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T08:16:11.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>IMMMMMM BACCCCCKKKKKKK! ;) My vacation was AWESOME! We went to all four parks at Disney World and had a blast! But BOY WAS IT HOT!!! Here are a few pictures of me and the hubby! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi6v9Bb0KI/AAAAAAAABNg/-l9OR9YCEJw/s1600/DSC00509%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi6v9Bb0KI/AAAAAAAABNg/-l9OR9YCEJw/s400/DSC00509%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487841478948147362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi6MeMPiGI/AAAAAAAABNY/kuAaH3-fyrQ/s1600/DSC00703%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi6MeMPiGI/AAAAAAAABNY/kuAaH3-fyrQ/s400/DSC00703%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487840869376559202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi5_5fuefI/AAAAAAAABNQ/O84qwy7XhX4/s1600/IMAG0230%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi5_5fuefI/AAAAAAAABNQ/O84qwy7XhX4/s400/IMAG0230%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487840653367736818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi5xPumY-I/AAAAAAAABNI/nJ6inUcH-mE/s1600/DSC00513%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi5xPumY-I/AAAAAAAABNI/nJ6inUcH-mE/s400/DSC00513%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487840401637663714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And b/c I LOVE my Canadian babes!!!! lol! And yes that is my lunch in my hand! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi7-dec1CI/AAAAAAAABNo/_CYKCUmkYpw/s1600/downloadfile%232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi7-dec1CI/AAAAAAAABNo/_CYKCUmkYpw/s400/downloadfile%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487842827689579554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Normal reviews to resume tonight! So dont forget about little ol' me! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5994511161958590529?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5994511161958590529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5994511161958590529&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5994511161958590529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5994511161958590529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_28.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TCi6v9Bb0KI/AAAAAAAABNg/-l9OR9YCEJw/s72-c/DSC00509%232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6902868638425194611</id><published>2010-06-21T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:04:20.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TB-NOXR1zNI/AAAAAAAABM4/nk7KaJexbZ4/s1600/dis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TB-NOXR1zNI/AAAAAAAABM4/nk7KaJexbZ4/s400/dis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485258149067082962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off for our vacation to Disney!!! I'll try to post some pictures ASAP! I'll miss yall though! See you next week (if not before with pix)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHRIST%7E1.HAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHRIST%7E1.HAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6902868638425194611?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6902868638425194611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6902868638425194611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6902868638425194611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6902868638425194611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_21.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TB-NOXR1zNI/AAAAAAAABM4/nk7KaJexbZ4/s72-c/dis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-7534977163400629207</id><published>2010-06-17T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:34:49.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Thursday Thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My anniversary is coming up and I was thinking back on all the guys I had dated when I was younger…its so funny to me b/c my husband is the very opposite of me in every way! He’s uber smart, calm, a bit quite at times…and NERDY TO NO END! I’m talking Star Wars, any electronics, science, Xbox, PS3…NERD! Lol But I love him and honestly all this sorta stuff gets me going! ;) There’s nothing like a smart and sexy man being at your side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this begs the question…which one is better…which do you prefer???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nerdy hotness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBojiprbQvI/AAAAAAAABMg/hNCwv1PoGUg/s1600/zachary_quinto_20090503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBojiprbQvI/AAAAAAAABMg/hNCwv1PoGUg/s320/zachary_quinto_20090503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483734574487519986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or typical hotne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBoj8FiXkII/AAAAAAAABMw/w4F4AwXF878/s1600/102922_res1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBoj8FiXkII/AAAAAAAABMw/w4F4AwXF878/s320/102922_res1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483735011462451330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's put our pretty little heads together and figure this one out!!! =) Pick which one you prefer and tell me why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-7534977163400629207?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/7534977163400629207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=7534977163400629207&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7534977163400629207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7534977163400629207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_17.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBojiprbQvI/AAAAAAAABMg/hNCwv1PoGUg/s72-c/zachary_quinto_20090503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8113824019186288103</id><published>2010-06-15T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:32:05.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Outcast (The Cat Star Chronicles, Book 4) - Cheryl Brooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBglkLzW0aI/AAAAAAAABMY/tk32BlawpVA/s1600/Cheryl+Brooks+Outcast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBglkLzW0aI/AAAAAAAABMY/tk32BlawpVA/s320/Cheryl+Brooks+Outcast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483173849897292194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold into slavery when his planet was destroyed, Lynx was enslaved in a harem. He is a favorite due to his feline gene, which gives him remarkable sexual powers, but after ten years, Lynx is exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thrown out without a penny, Lynx is bitter and anti-female. He emigrates to a new planet but can only find a job with a female rancher.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie's boyfriend has left with all their money and she needs help with the ranch. Lynx is cynical, but honest, and though he has made it clear that he wants no part of a romantic relationship, Bonnie can't resist him. She finds out about his impotence and becomes determined not to let such a beautiful and sensual young man go to waste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh...ok ok...yall know I don't hate on authors or books in general and I'm not going to hate on this book BUT I am going to say it just was NOT for me AT ALL! Oh btw &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOTAL SPOILERS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie was with this dude who impregnated her and left her...in comes Lynx. Lynx was sold into slavery and was basically used for sex. Obviously he hates it now and anything that goes along with it. So when he takes on a job at Bonnie's farm, and she show favor to him he turns the other way! Bonnie's wants him (and he wants her) but he cant help but feel disgusted at the thought of someone loving him...mainly b/c he doesn't think anyone honestly could. Bonnie's baby daddy comes back and all heck breaks loose. By then Lynx and Bonnie love each other...Lynx kills dude...The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd thing...I liked these characters...or maybe I wanted to like them...idk I'm 100% on the fence about this book. I have to say the most "out there" books Ive read (talking about different worlds etc) have been the Black Jewel books by Anne Bishop so at first I was like well maybe I'm not understanding all the different worlds and aliens etc but really the Black Jewel books can be difficult to understand and this book is nothing in comparison. So I don't think I was confused about the setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the story in general just wasn't compelling to me...ya that's it...it was somewhat predictable...it didn't really excite me. I found it easy to put down really and that is sometimes what I base a main part of my ratings on. So further more I just think this one was a miss for me...maybe you'll like it. Ive actually heard good things about this series but I just couldn't get into it! =) Better luck next time eh?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S002j0dgYAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/fSe9QqDp0UI/s1600-h/2+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 66px; height: 31px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S002j0dgYAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/fSe9QqDp0UI/s320/2+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426053115057037314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-8113824019186288103?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/8113824019186288103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=8113824019186288103&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8113824019186288103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8113824019186288103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/outcast-cat-star-chronicles-book-4.html' title='Outcast (The Cat Star Chronicles, Book 4) - Cheryl Brooks'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBglkLzW0aI/AAAAAAAABMY/tk32BlawpVA/s72-c/Cheryl+Brooks+Outcast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1411282696507635369</id><published>2010-06-13T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:59:58.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Didja watch True Blood??? If you did (or even if you didn't and you need the deets) go check out my post over at &lt;a href="http://thebubetoob.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Boob Tube&lt;/a&gt; and help discuss the goods/bads! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tit"&gt; &lt;h1&gt; &lt;a href="http://thebubetoob.blogspot.com/2010/06/true-blood-bad-blood-season-3-epi-1.html" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to True Blood - Bad Blood (Season 3 Epi 1)"&gt;True Blood - Bad Blood (Season 3 Epi 1)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-131182656"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2242264694421125836&amp;amp;postID=756142579235453484" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;span class="quick-edit-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBWV642vEXI/AAAAAAAABL4/Fhx0g8q89t0/s1600/TB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBWV642vEXI/AAAAAAAABL4/Fhx0g8q89t0/s320/TB2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482452960320360818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREMIERE TIME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this epi Sookie turns to Eric to help find the missing Bill! (We get to see Eric banging some chick lol YIKES) Bill was taken by some punks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1411282696507635369?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1411282696507635369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1411282696507635369&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1411282696507635369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1411282696507635369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_13.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBWV642vEXI/AAAAAAAABL4/Fhx0g8q89t0/s72-c/TB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-2798956900598893283</id><published>2010-06-11T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T05:45:46.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBIvcZzWcmI/AAAAAAAABLw/97LpkNWtEGQ/s1600/6a00e54fb7301c883401347fabeab9970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBIvcZzWcmI/AAAAAAAABLw/97LpkNWtEGQ/s400/6a00e54fb7301c883401347fabeab9970c-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481495861472424546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOOT WOOT...True Blood Season 3 starts this Sunday on HBO! Who's watching? I know I am! Here's a shot of our new hottie Alcide and of course the beautiful Sookie Stackhouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBIuL9KBxsI/AAAAAAAABLo/p73mJbEvLVA/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBIuL9KBxsI/AAAAAAAABLo/p73mJbEvLVA/s400/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481494479393375938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and this made me giggle! Happy Friday! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-2798956900598893283?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/2798956900598893283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=2798956900598893283&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2798956900598893283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2798956900598893283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_11.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TBIvcZzWcmI/AAAAAAAABLw/97LpkNWtEGQ/s72-c/6a00e54fb7301c883401347fabeab9970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4447337584093394429</id><published>2010-06-08T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:32:28.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Always - Lauren Dane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TA7r2LRNhLI/AAAAAAAABLg/aW2z1e1Wwk4/s1600/Lauren+Dane+Always.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TA7r2LRNhLI/AAAAAAAABLg/aW2z1e1Wwk4/s320/Lauren+Dane+Always.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480577112526914738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes you have to go more than halfway to meet in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caitlin Moore has every reason to celebrate. She’s through with law-school finals, and out for some post-semester fun when she runs smack dab into Eamon Blake, the Irishman with whom she had a summer fling years ago. Time hasn’t dimmed their lingering friendship—or their sexual chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eamon isn’t looking for love when he bumps into Cat while he’s in Seattle on a job. Yet over the next year, he finds himself involved in a rekindled long-distance romance that moves from casual to a lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That’s the rub. Cat is determined not to repeat her past mistakes with men and give up the dream job for which she’s worked so hard. Independence is something she’s spent years achieving. Eamon can start over so much easier than she can—why shouldn’t he make the sacrifice this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But Eamon doesn’t much relish leaving the life he’s been building in Los Angeles—and he really doesn’t like ultimatums. At an impasse, goodbye seems the only direction to go. Ending it is the right thing to do…or the biggest mistake they ever made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first official Lauren Dane book! =) It came highly recommended by Ames over at &lt;a href="http://thriftyreader.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Thrifty Reader&lt;/a&gt;. Ok this is why Amy and I are BFF...the girl KNOWS ME! lol This book rocked my world! Its a hot sexy read that you'll finish in one sexy sitting! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so Caitlin and Eamon met 4 years back at his dads pub in Ireland. Caitlin was in school for being a lawyer and went abroad for the summer. The two her hot and heavy yet light with their relationship while their time together. All ended fine and they parted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years later they run into each other in Seattle where Cat now lives. Things quickly heat up and the two fall right back into where they left...back into bed! lol  But things seem different this time...both are more mature and a bit more into their own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the two end up having a long distant relationship that actually seems to work for them! On both sides of their fences they are getting pushed...Eamon to commit and Cat to un-commit her heart! Both go back and forth between about a year and a half or so and when Cat's graduation comes forward shes faced with deciding if she wants to commit herself and her heart to this one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does...does he???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is was SOOOO GOOOOD! The obvious...did you hear me up there...Eamon...Irish...HELLO SEXY ACCENT! I swear when he talked I heard his voice flew off the pages...ok or ebook! lol ;)   Eamon was hot &amp;amp; sexy! He totally knew what Cat wanted at all times whether it was in the bed or out in real life! He was such a hot little flirt but when it came to Cat he held her on high! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat...poor girl ran after a guy and held off her career for years then got cheated on. Therefore shes held herself back so much in her love life. Being with Eamon is a big step for her on every level. And now that shes done with school shes got to decide if she will throw it all away and uproot herself once again for a guy! She has issues with that as Eamon does with leaving his business in LA! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a hot and steamy little read pick this one up PRONTO! I finished it within a few short hours! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Warning: This excerpt contains adult content. 18 and over only, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Her door beckoned, bright gleaming red. She unlocked it and waved him inside, locking up behind herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eamon filled her small entryway with more than just his physical presence. His heat, his vitality took up every inch of the place, sliding over her skin, seeping into her pores. The man was potent. Caitlin hesitated, unable to remember if he’d always been so. She seemed to recall his sexuality had been more casual, playful. Then again, hers had too. Four years had been a lifetime for her. In that time he’d lost his father and had taken on a new life’s path. That would change anyone, deepen their focus. It worked on him, she decided after taking a long look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He put his bag down—he’d told her earlier it contained his camera—and hung his coat up before taking hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“I like it here,” he murmured, drawing her into the main room. “I don’t suppose I’d have imagined you in a room with these deep purples and golds. And yet, looking at you now, here, it works. It’s regal.” He stood in front of her, the bed only steps away. He drew the backs of his fingers down her cheek and she relaxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She knew this man, he knew her. Everything would be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“You still with me, Cat?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and off, tossing it on the chair behind her. Releasing the clip that held most of her hair, she sent it cascading down her back and shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Yes. You?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Good Lord, you’re beautiful.” He bent his body, dipping his head to brush his lips across her bare shoulder briefly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Would you like a beer or a glass of wine? It’s a bit chilly, I thought I’d start a fire before we got naked.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“I approve of your priorities. What sort of beer and or wine do you have?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Take your sweater off first. I want to see you. Or part of you for now.” Caitlin realized her voice had shifted lower, into a sort of purr. It had been a while since sex had been more than a perfunctory meeting of a need. A long while since she’d truly felt sexual, especially sexy herself. Perhaps it was that he represented a part of herself she’d lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Pleased to oblige you.” His sweater joined her shirt and she sighed happily. His upper body was beautiful. Hard but not bulked. Just the right amount of muscle. She was unwilling to stop herself from sliding her palms across his pecs, delighting in the way they jumped at her caress. Just the right amount of hair on his chest, lovely, flat nipples she remembered were very sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“You’re still so very delicious.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4447337584093394429?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4447337584093394429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4447337584093394429&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4447337584093394429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4447337584093394429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-lauren-dane.html' title='Always - Lauren Dane'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TA7r2LRNhLI/AAAAAAAABLg/aW2z1e1Wwk4/s72-c/Lauren+Dane+Always.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4901005191559530388</id><published>2010-06-06T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:20:11.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Hot Under Pressure - Kathleen O'Rilley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAxMH7dg6xI/AAAAAAAABLQ/VBB3nmHNrY4/s1600/Kathleen+O%27Reilly+Hot+Under+Pressure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAxMH7dg6xI/AAAAAAAABLQ/VBB3nmHNrY4/s320/Kathleen+O%27Reilly+Hot+Under+Pressure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479838545707330322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boutique owner Ashley Larsen hates flying. Especially when                        there's a sugar-fueled little hellion on board. But then                        David McLean (sexy!) sits next to her, and suddenly Ashley                        finds herself hoping the delay will last forever—and                        that David won't notice her comfy pink bunny slippers (sadly,                        the opposite of sexy).&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David does notice Ashley, and when the flight is delayed                        overnight, they can't get to the airport hotel fast enough.                        Off with the slippers and in with the zing! Fortunately,                        America is filled with cities—L.A., New York, Miami—and                        nothing says "smoking-hot passion" like an intercontinental                        affair!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrighty...IM BACK!!! *said in really creepy voice! lol Ive been sick/hurt this week! lol But Im back now and YOWZA this was the perfect book to start off with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This happens to be my first Harlequin!!! Yay me! I have to admit that I once thought that these books were hokey and for old chicks...I know I know but I was TOTALLY proven wrong! lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We meet Ashley...she is divorced and owns a few new chichi boutiques! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the perfect book to pop my Harlequin cherry! ;) Ashley HATES...absolutely HATES flying but when David sits next to her on one of her many business trips all things start to head for the Mile High Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;David is a (I forget what you call it) but a numbers guy in business's! lol He tells them all what they should do to get ahead in their company etc. David is also divorced (and let me tell you his story is a B-U-R-N) and has no plans for a love affair but when he sits near this bombshell Ashley he cant help but think of getting her near a bed! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh darn...looks like the plane wont get to take off after all. So what better to do then to shack up for a one nighter with a hot bod laying next to you! ;) Ashley and David never knew what hit them after this long night of lovin' and obviously when things leave all was well but they couldn't help but think of each other and soon form a bond. Meeting state to state though soon took a toll of them and when push comes to shove can they handle a relationship...is it something they even want?!?!? What happens when they leave the bedroom and real life calls? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVED THIS STINKING BOOK! It had so many facets for being such a small gem. I loved that each character had their faults and issues yet by the end of the book all was well. The sex was HOT HOT HOT and and their dialogue was superb! I loved how the was quarky in ways like Ashley would hear her overbearing/extremely needy little sisters voice in her head! I looks at it as her internal demons! lol You'll understand as you read the book! Ashley and her family had ISSUES! As did  David! David and his brother had a KING of issues! I don't want to give anything away but lets say that he too has to come past a lot of hurt within his family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall I thought this book TOTALLY hit the spot in every way! Was it erotica? No...was it just about as hot...HECK YA and it still had heart! LOVED IT! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4901005191559530388?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4901005191559530388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4901005191559530388&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4901005191559530388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4901005191559530388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/hot-under-pressure-kathleen-orilley.html' title='Hot Under Pressure - Kathleen O&apos;Rilley'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAxMH7dg6xI/AAAAAAAABLQ/VBB3nmHNrY4/s72-c/Kathleen+O%27Reilly+Hot+Under+Pressure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1260534107268519606</id><published>2010-06-05T05:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T05:46:56.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Ok so I was watching So You Think You Can Dance this past week and watched a WONDERFUL dancer dance to this song...I became obsessed with this song...whatcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0UOcHqFkHs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0UOcHqFkHs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1260534107268519606?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1260534107268519606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1260534107268519606&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1260534107268519606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1260534107268519606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_9582.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5948453222022841745</id><published>2010-06-03T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T05:33:39.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Nath and I have a review up at &lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Breezing Through&lt;/a&gt; so go check it out! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/2010/06/review-nothing-but-trouble-by-rachel.html"&gt;Review: Nothing but Trouble by Rachel Gibson&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nothing but Trouble&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rachel Gibson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;published by Avon in April 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qczdhHkqeyk/TAcH3WDfYPI/AAAAAAAACzQ/3-f8mO-mchA/s1600/nothing+but+trouble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qczdhHkqeyk/TAcH3WDfYPI/AAAAAAAACzQ/3-f8mO-mchA/s200/nothing+but+trouble.jpg" width="123" border="0" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea Ross's acting career has been a total bust. The closest she ever came to stardom was her brilliant performance as "Pretty Dead Girl #1." But leaving Hollywood to become the personal assistant to a famous hockey player could be her stupidest career move ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injured superstar Mark Bressler's glory days are over. The bad-boy ex-jock could at least be civil to the pint-sized, pink-haired bombshell who the Seattle Chinooks hired to be his P.A. If Chelsea didn't need the money, she'd be running from the world's biggest jerk as fast as her feet could carry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea can deal with Mark's rotten attitude and dark moods. The problem is those biceps and that red-hot bod! And when the bad boy starts to put the moves on her, Chelsea knows it's time she banished him to the penalty box... if only she could resist the kind of trouble he has in mind!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5948453222022841745?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5948453222022841745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5948453222022841745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5948453222022841745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5948453222022841745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way_03.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qczdhHkqeyk/TAcH3WDfYPI/AAAAAAAACzQ/3-f8mO-mchA/s72-c/nothing+but+trouble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-2193347021414756709</id><published>2010-06-01T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:05:24.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAWx3hzkJMI/AAAAAAAABK4/3ckx2aexxx4/s1600/Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAWx3hzkJMI/AAAAAAAABK4/3ckx2aexxx4/s320/Bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477980089291646146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...so guess what...I have strained my knee!!! Lovely huh?!?! Ive already gone to the stinking doctor twice...once to get my throbbing knee looked at then a second time for xrays...next?!??! An MRI!!! UGH! Seriously! See I run/exercise every day and from what the doctors think Ive either a)strained my knee or b)have a cyst in it! The MRI I have to get this week is supposed to tell which one it is. Ask any of my friends and theyll tell you that Im not the best patient. I have UBER amounts of anxiety! =/ So Im not looking forward to going into the tubey thing to get the MRI. Whats worse is that it been aching all through Memorial Day festivities AND the meds Im on for the pain makes me a walking zombie. I swear to you I can sleep on command! Im constantly tired and chugging large amounts of coffee doesnt work =( Also Ive totally lost my appetite! Idk...*sigh...Im throwing myself a pitty party here...can you tell?!?! This BETTER be fixed before I leave for Disney World this month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAW7x1iKy8I/AAAAAAAABLA/MrG_ke78WTM/s1600/Blogpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAW7x1iKy8I/AAAAAAAABLA/MrG_ke78WTM/s320/Blogpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477990986624453570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Sigh...cant I have these doctors?!?! I bet theyd know how to handle my problem! ;) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAW734OXP6I/AAAAAAAABLI/nqZnnzmpDyo/s1600/blogpic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAW734OXP6I/AAAAAAAABLI/nqZnnzmpDyo/s320/blogpic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477991090425905058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Im starting to get dopey again so Ill be heading off to La La Land...I love and miss you all dearly...ok now Im going to go nap...AGAIN! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~ Review of Nothing But Trouble by Rachel Gibson Thursday on &lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Breezing Through&lt;/a&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-2193347021414756709?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/2193347021414756709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=2193347021414756709&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2193347021414756709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2193347021414756709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-by-way.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/TAWx3hzkJMI/AAAAAAAABK4/3ckx2aexxx4/s72-c/Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5621223148665573818</id><published>2010-05-26T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:28:41.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Eternal Hunter  (Night Watch Book 1) - Cynthia Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_3SFWmSLXI/AAAAAAAABKo/MsY4JsUSijQ/s1600/Cynthia+Eden+Eternal+Hunter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_3SFWmSLXI/AAAAAAAABKo/MsY4JsUSijQ/s320/Cynthia+Eden+Eternal+Hunter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475763711359724914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assistant DA Erin Jerome has a secret. Make that two. One: She’s not entirely human–she’s Other, desperately trying to keep her supernatural strength under wraps. Two: she’s got a killer stalking her–an Other rogue set on “gifting” her bloody corpses, not to mention nights lying awake in terror. Small wonder she’s been having bad luck with men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the bounty hunter on her new case &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t worried about any of that. Jude Donovan is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shapeshifter&lt;/span&gt; himself, and the new DA’s midnight hair and addictive scent tell him all he thinks he needs to know:  She’s gorgeous, she’s definitely not human, and she’s bringing out the animal in him in a really good way. He might have to track a psychotic Other stalker through half of Louisiana. But he might also get the chance to watch Erin’s wild side come out and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin is a "flawed" shifter who got left by her mother due to her being a hybrid. Erin is part human part wolf shifter. Most think this means weak...but Erin knows the truth...it means power! MORE POWER! Erin is a assistant DA which means her job brings her face to face with killers daily. When the murders start to get too close for comfort Erin feels her past start creeping up to haunt her. She thought she was safe...that she got away from him, but it seems hes getting closer and closer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude is a bounty hunter who hunts "Others" like him. Jude is one bad arse tiger shifter who's after a local murderer. This certain murderer has taken a liking to a ADA that's caught his attention. When Erin hires Jude to help hunt down the killer he starts to get possessive of her and soon realizes things wont be temporary in their case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the killer get to Erin before Jude can get to the killer? Will Erin get past her "flawed" issues and learn to love the wild side that's so natural to her kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY REALLY enjoy Cynthia Eden...the woman knows how to write a story that not only keeps you at the edge of your seat but panting from steamy scene to steamy scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin was a great strong character that has mommy/daddy issues. Her mother left her at her fathers doorstep b/c she couldn't shift. Its looked upon as being weak so she didn't want her. A few years later her father dies! So needless to say the girl has had it rough! but does this break her down?!?! NO! Erin is a true fighter in every sense. She went to college, got her degree and is now a ADA! PROBLEM...some psycho has started killing in the name of love for her! She cant help but run for her life! But soon he catches up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude...oh Jude! Hes such a macho hero! =) Once Jude has laid his eyes on the prize (Erin) its all possessive and aggressive for this tiger! Jude forms a bond with Erin rather quickly due to her saucy nature and he also assumes shes a weakling b/c she cant shift. Does he feel threatened once he finds out shes one tough cookie...NO! Its turns this man on! ;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; one thing I love in my hero's! I love when they aren't afraid of a strong woman. He quickly decides he'll be the strong man by his woman and help her find AND kill this lone wolf who's after her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said Cynthia Eden is pretty awesome! She seamlessly threads mystery into her love stories so that you cant even seem to book the books down! All her books are fast and easy reads so if you haven't came across any yet you better seek these puppies out! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wanna answer my question?” His voice was deep, rumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Goosebumps rose on her bare arms. And it was too damn warm for her to have a chill from the weather.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And just what question was that?” She titled her head to the right.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who are you?” A pause. “What are you?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let her eyebrows furrow. She’d fooled Other before, she could do it again. “I’m really not sure I understand. I told you, I’m Assistant District Attorney—”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“You don’t smell human.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her breath left on a gasp. No, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hadn&lt;/span&gt;’t just said—&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stepped toward her, a fast move that brought their bodies too close. Jude leaned in, lowering his head over the curve of her throat. And inhaled.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop!” She shoved him, hard, and watched with no small satisfaction as he stumbled back. Oh, yeah, big guy, I’m much, much stronger than I appear. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t the first one to learn that little lesson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost bared her teeth at him. Almost.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t an animal. No matter what the whispers back home said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“I don’t know just what you think you were doing,” she snapped, glaring at him as she narrowed her eyes. “But you’d better watch what you do and what you say around me.” Was the guy crazy? You don’t smell human. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t say things like that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words were too dangerous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reached into her purse. Dug out her card. “Call my office. My assistant will take care of any paperwork you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stared at her a moment longer. Then, slowly, his tanned fingers rose. Long fingers, callused. Strong. He took the card, and his fingertips brushed over her hand.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t flinch and she was extremely proud of that fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Good work, Donovan.” After giving him that grudging token of appreciation, she nodded and began to march back toward her car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She’d taken all of five steps when she heard his whistle. Long, loud, and very appreciative.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin stilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I really don’t need this shit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got your scent.” Hard words. Scary words. Because she knew what they meant.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Jude Donovan truly was a shifter, and every instinct she had screamed that he was, then having her scent, well, it meant he had her. He’d be able to follow her, to find her, almost anywhere.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shifter. What were the odds she’d stumble onto him?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the little perks in the Other world—the world full of supernaturals and nightmares, the world that, rather unfortunately, was her life—was that like recognized like. Demons, because, yeah, those conniving bastards were real, could “see” others of their breed. They could look right past the magic glamour and peer into the darkness inside.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witches felt the power pull from their brethren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And shifters, well, they could smell each other—a distinct scent. One that carried the wisp of power and the scent of the beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jude Donovan smelled of power. Of wild, strong man. Of savagery. No denying that scent.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the beast…she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t need the marks on Bobby’s face to know Donovan had claws.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin began to walk again. One determined step after another.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even when she climbed into her car, she could feel his eyes on her. Watching and seeing too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, damn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she’d have to be extra careful to stay on her guard and not let the hunter discover the secrets she kept so carefully hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give these books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="&lt;span class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" /&gt;Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5621223148665573818?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5621223148665573818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5621223148665573818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5621223148665573818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5621223148665573818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/eternal-hunter-night-watch-book-1.html' title='Eternal Hunter  (Night Watch Book 1) - Cynthia Eden'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_3SFWmSLXI/AAAAAAAABKo/MsY4JsUSijQ/s72-c/Cynthia+Eden+Eternal+Hunter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1167549684248137987</id><published>2010-05-24T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:46:25.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>~2-4-1 Review~ Hunted &amp; Tempted by PC &amp; Kristen Cast</title><content type='html'>Alright I must admit Ive been B-U-S-Y lately! Between church, reading for Breezing Through, work and planning a vacation Ive been POOPED! I mean really it seems its been taking me longer and longer to read books lately...and now...we bought Rock Band! lol Which btw Im totally obsessed! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im back (as of the moment) and as you can tell Ive been on a YA kick lately!!! So here is a short and sweet review of the two latest House of Night books Ive read! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_s4kEziCOI/AAAAAAAABKY/PyH0i6DijVA/s1600/PC+%26+Kristen+Cast+Hunted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_s4kEziCOI/AAAAAAAABKY/PyH0i6DijVA/s320/PC+%26+Kristen+Cast+Hunted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475031964415297762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So…you’d think after banishing an immortal being and a fallen High Priestess, saving Stark’s life, biting Heath, getting a headache from Erik, and almost dying, Zoey Redbird would catch a break. Sadly, a break is not in the House of Night school forecast for the High Priestess in training and her gang. Juggling three guys is anything but a stress reliever, especially when one of them is a sexy Warrior who is so into protecting Zoey that he can sense her emotions. Speaking of stress, the dark force lurking in the tunnels under the Tulsa Depot is spreading, and Zoey is beginning to believe Stevie Rae could be responsible for a lot more than a group of misfit red fledglings. Aphrodite’s visions warn Zoey to stay away from Kalona and his dark allure, but they also show that it is Zoey who has the power to stop the evil immortal. Soon it becomes obvious that Zoey has no choice: if she doesn’t go to Kalona he will exact a fiery vengeance on those closest to her. Will Zoey have the courage to chance losing her life, her heart, and her soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_szQx2jhZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ta9Gp2NuhaE/s1600/PC+%26+Kristen+CAst+Tempted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_szQx2jhZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ta9Gp2NuhaE/s320/PC+%26+Kristen+CAst+Tempted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475026135352051090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if the hottest guy in the world was hiding a nameless evil and all he wanted was you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the start of this heart-pounding new installment of the bestselling House of Night series, Zoey's friends have her back again and Stevie Rae and the red fledglings aren't Neferet's secrets any longer.  But an unexpected danger has emerged. Neferet guards her powerful new consort, Kalona, and no one at the House of Night seems to understand the threat he poses.  Kalona looks gorgeous, and he has the House of Night under his spell. A past life holds the key to breaking his rapidly spreading influence, but what if this past life shows Zoey secrets she doesn't want to hear and truths she can't face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the run and holed up in Tulsa's Prohibition-era tunnels, Zoey and her gang must discover a way to deal with something that might bring them all down.  Meanwhile, Zoey has a few other little problems. The red fledglings have cleaned up well--they've even managed to make the dark, creepy tunnels feel more like home--but are they really as friendly as they seem?  On the boyfriend front, Zoey has a chance to make things right with super-hot ex-, Eric, but she can't stop thinking about Stark, the archer who died in her arms after one unforgettable night, and she is driven to try to save him from Neferet's sinister influence at all costs.  Will anyone believe the power evil has to hide among us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so the big secret is out! The big bad Kalona is out and has the hots for Zoey! He is in and out of her dreams confusing her with feelings she thinks either her or her reincarnated self may have. Kalona is also tricking all the kids at the House of Night school! It seems as of late they have fog vision and dont really mind that he came out of the bloody ground! The students are also still under Neferets spell...and you wonder if Stark is the baddy hes made out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Stark...Mmmm...Stark! lol So ya he shot Stevie Ray and all but he DID miss her heart and we KNOW he has to have feelings for Z. Later on we find out that he in fact does and fights being a baddy as much as Stevie Ray and the other red vamps did! He redeems himself by pledging himself to Zoey as her protector. They start to quickly form their bond that was once lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT Eric (aka the piss-ant) pitches a fit b/c Zoey is "his"...well Z doenst take kindly to being claimed and dumps his nappy booty! He in trun shows his true colors by being a totally jerk and getting with one of the red vamps! *eye roll! I mean i was upset when i found out they were gonna break up but when he basically called her a whore I forgot his name...Eric who!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok onward...so ya Kalona is getting all up int Z's dreams after she scared him off which leads everyone to an island to face him head on! Once there they go before the "head vamps" and try to get them to realize Neferet is the goddess Nyx. While staying on the island Heath gets his neck snapped and dies! Ok that seriously broke my heart...and even more is that Z's soul shatters and we leave her seeing Heath in the otherworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Z ever get back to her world???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I totally jumped around so much it wasnt even funny! lol Hunted was a bit of a filler book in my eyes...things started to really heat up in Tempted. Ive said this a million times that these are the most "young adult" books out there so dont let the category fool you! These are awesome books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have to say though is that lately Vampire Academy has been shinning through more for me. I think its because its a bit more adult...idk...you dont have those really cheesy high school moments too often. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO overall these two books were as usual great!!! I love HoN and I love PC &amp;amp; Kristen Cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s1600-h/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 35px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s320/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290606605062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1167549684248137987?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1167549684248137987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1167549684248137987&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1167549684248137987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1167549684248137987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-4-1-review-hunted-tempted-by-pc.html' title='~2-4-1 Review~ Hunted &amp; Tempted by PC &amp; Kristen Cast'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_s4kEziCOI/AAAAAAAABKY/PyH0i6DijVA/s72-c/PC+%26+Kristen+Cast+Hunted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1403302689521638269</id><published>2010-05-19T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T18:21:16.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Stick Shift - Lissa Matthews</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_SDmXQXQVI/AAAAAAAABKA/SWEJSskmjY0/s1600/Lissa+Matthews+Stick+Shift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_SDmXQXQVI/AAAAAAAABKA/SWEJSskmjY0/s320/Lissa+Matthews+Stick+Shift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473144142262911314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily hasn’t taken a vacation in years. She an orchestra musician, a private music teacher, and a homebody. She’s full-figured, quiet and lives a fairly simple life. Aside from music, she has one big passion: stock car racing. She’s been a fan for as long as she can remember and makes the yearly pilgrimage to Daytona as often as she can. When she’s offered a chance to get away to North Carolina and attend two weeks of races, she jumps at it. Little does she know what chance has in store for her…&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam Carter is one of the most successful young drivers in the top tier of the stock car racing circuit. Traveling all over the country, he’s well known to racing fans, loved by some, respected by a few, and hated by others. He’s arrogant, strong willed, and a consistent winner. What he doesn’t have is balance…until he meets a pretty, curvaceous, and unassuming fan named Lily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lily fears the difference in lifestyles, ages, and personalities while Cam in turn, embraces them. Can they find a way to cross the finish line and take the checkered flag together? Or will the obstacles push against them until they crash and burn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't your classic older woman meets younger man...this story is all about getting what you want no matter the obstacles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily decides to go on vacation with a friend and watch the races. One day while shyly getting a autograph of her fav driver Cam Carter she stumbles upon the ride of her life! Cam is wildly attracted to Lily at first site. It doesnt bother him that she may be a bit older than him b/c this luscious yet shy woman in front of him is what he wants. And boy does he go after it! Knowing shes only in town for a month hesoon  sets his sights on making her think 'forever'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously Lily is dumbfounded by Cam being interested in her and is shocked to find out that hes an entire 10 years younger than her. This immediately throws a flag in Lilys face and she tried to play everything off as an innocent game. BUT Cam isnt used to being told no to. Will he win her over before his time is up? Will Lily be able to get over her age issues and understand that age is but a number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire book is a cat and mouse game that leaves you breathless till the very end! The bedroom action between Lily and Cam is red hot! The two fall into step pretty fast and form a bond quite nicely. Lily has a few issues to get over before shes ready to face the fact that what the two have is real. This is a story of first love is the hottest way possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;***WARNING THIS BOOK MAY MAKE YOU BLUSH***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said this book is a bit naughty around the edges to get ready to sweat a little! ;) Heres a snippet for ya! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. She was really there, staring at him, and he -- bless his gorgeous face -- he looked happy to see her. Looking at his smile, she suddenly felt out of her element again and for some reason not quite up to the dress code in her denim knee-length skirt and brown hoodie. Her pink painted toes curled under as she shifted her weight nervously from one foot to the other in the cute, sparkly flip-flops Alli had talked her into wearing. But there wasn't a dress code, given that he was in faded, threadbare jeans with holes in the knees and one of the back pockets ripped at the seams. His T-shirt was black with a washed-out logo she couldn't make out, and his sneakers had seen much better days. Still, she felt uncertain about how she looked to him standing there while they stared at each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped in front of her. "You're here."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. I-I hope it's okay that I just showed up like this without calling first."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yep. I'm glad you're here. I can stop checking my phone every thirty seconds now."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking his phone? Was he serious? Surely not. "I-I'm sure you have things to do. I just wanted to…" Lily hated that she was stumbling all over herself and couldn't seem to get a string of words to come out in some semblance of order and make sense. The man had her all tongue-tied and she wished she hadn't had that particular thought, because she would love to be tongue-tied, naked, and wrapped around him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;e had to stop looking at her like he wanted to devour her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"I have nothing else that I'm needed for until tomorrow, so that means I'm all yours tonight."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh." She likely hadn't hidden the surprise at his choice of words, because he laughed. All hers? Yeah, right. In what universe was a man like Cam Carter ever going to be "all hers"?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You like that idea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yes, of course. How could I not?" She'd play along, though. How often did an average, ordinary music teacher and orchestra member get this kind of opportunity? "I'd be crazy to not want you all to myself."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great. Because that's how I want you." He stepped closer and lifted his hand, then traced the outline of her cheekbone, causing her breath to catch in her throat. "I want you all to myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;He was going to kiss her. She knew it because he took off his sunglasses, because the pulse beat in his neck had kicked into high gear, because his lips actually brushed hers. Oh. My. God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;He's too young. He's too young. He's too young.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything flew away in the breeze when she let herself get swept up in the softness of his lips, the insistent tip of his tongue, the feel of his hand sliding into her hair, holding her mouth to his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;It was a brief kiss, just a taste of him, but it was enough to whet her appetite for more. The little devil inside her head laughed. As if she needed her appetite whetted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had thought of little else in the last six days, and she'd never wrestled with anything more. Should she or shouldn't she? Should she call or just show up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;More than once, she'd picked up the phone and dialed his number but never let the call go through. What if he hadn't remembered her by just her name and voice alone? What if he put her off or changed his mind or hadn't meant for her to take the date and time on the picture seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;She didn't know, but there was definitely something between them, some chemistry even she couldn't deny.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just as sweet as I knew you'd be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Lily smiled, unsure what to say. You are just as hot as I remembered, and I want to see how hot you are naked in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"What do you want to do? Dinner? A movie? A concert? A club? Whatever you want to do, we will do."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A date?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. What did you think this was?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. I didn't know you wanted to go out with me. On a date. In public."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Cam looked at her curiously, his smile faltering, his eyes hooded and unreadable. "Was I being presumptuous in thinking that you might like to?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I… No. No, not at all. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The light returned to his face and it took her breath away. Again. Damn. The effect the man had on her… Cam Carter wanted her, wanted to spend time with her, go out on a date with her. She wasn't strong enough to deny him or herself. He was offering her a chance few women ever got. Why not make the most of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s1600-h/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 35px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Snjk3_g1z7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Hcg3TQovg30/s320/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290606605062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1403302689521638269?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1403302689521638269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1403302689521638269&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1403302689521638269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1403302689521638269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/stick-shift-lissa-matthews.html' title='Stick Shift - Lissa Matthews'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_SDmXQXQVI/AAAAAAAABKA/SWEJSskmjY0/s72-c/Lissa+Matthews+Stick+Shift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1379981913503372401</id><published>2010-05-18T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:22:03.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Im sure most of yall know Ames from &lt;a href="http://thriftyreader.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Thrifty Reader&lt;/a&gt; and I are the best of friends! =) And yes we are corny enough to actually celebrate it! ;) To celebrate our joyous one year anniversary I have filled out this little questionnaire! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Whats your BFF's name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Any nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her for Me: Darkness &amp;amp; Kindney Bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me for Her: Darkness, Pookey, Amy D&lt;/span&gt;, Chocolate Thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. How did you meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amy found me through blogging! We started emailing about our animals and I do believe weve emailed every day ever since!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Whos smarter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AMY! Shes the brains in this operation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Whos funnier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me...the reason I say this is b/c Amy can be on the shy side. Shes SUPER funny but you just gotta pull it outta her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Alike or different personalities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both...we are very much alike in many ways yet I think its our differences that keeps us together (and laughing)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Inside jokes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HECK YEAH! ... Good luck everybody else! ... NO TRADE! ... Whos that creepy guy on the bench staring? I wanna hit him! ... I liver you! ... eff yo  couch! (&lt;- that one is so horrible lol), Ima cut ya in the belleh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Is your friendship laid back or high maintenance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laid back fo sho!  Nothing is ever forced with us and I think thats what makes for lasting friendships! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Whats your favorite past time with eachother? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When she came to visit me! We went shopping, ate Chick-fil-a like 20 times and had the entire state of Georgia IN OUR HANDS! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Name three words that bests describes your best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Compassionate, Uplifting, Undescribable! (&lt;- I think that one counts ;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Happy Anniversary my dear Darkness! ;) I liver you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_NL56Tao-I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5tGSBWsSV8I/s1600/DSC02231_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_NL56Tao-I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5tGSBWsSV8I/s320/DSC02231_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472801430460605410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1379981913503372401?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1379981913503372401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1379981913503372401&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1379981913503372401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1379981913503372401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S_NL56Tao-I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5tGSBWsSV8I/s72-c/DSC02231_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6040019793354221893</id><published>2010-05-18T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T04:30:36.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebookscoop.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-juq4sDKB-o/S_FxDJ52z8I/AAAAAAAAExM/SoE_XMDP2Ts/s400/bookscoop.JPG" border="0" width="400" height="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowena is THE ONE who made me start blogging a year ago! I am FOREVER grateful for this chick! Shes recently started a YA book blog called &lt;a href="http://www.thebookscoop.com/"&gt;The Book Scoop&lt;/a&gt;. Shes starting things out with a bang by having a contest so go check her out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6040019793354221893?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6040019793354221893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6040019793354221893&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6040019793354221893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6040019793354221893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-by-way_18.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-juq4sDKB-o/S_FxDJ52z8I/AAAAAAAAExM/SoE_XMDP2Ts/s72-c/bookscoop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4295221109561132094</id><published>2010-05-14T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T05:55:48.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Check our this sexy little story Cecile and I wrote over at &lt;a href="http://alliwantandmore.blogspot.com/"&gt;All I want and more...&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alliwantandmore.blogspot.com/2010/05/id-touch-you-if-i-could-by-ms-monroe-ms.html"&gt;I'd Touch You If I Could by Ms. Monroe &amp;amp; Ms. Cecile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-1Hx482xLI/AAAAAAAABJo/lrASCC2eukM/s1600/Kissing-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-1Hx482xLI/AAAAAAAABJo/lrASCC2eukM/s320/Kissing-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471108044751815858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a Happy Friday! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4295221109561132094?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4295221109561132094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4295221109561132094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4295221109561132094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4295221109561132094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-by-way_14.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-1Hx482xLI/AAAAAAAABJo/lrASCC2eukM/s72-c/Kissing-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5920157967600878134</id><published>2010-05-12T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:08:21.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Sins of the Night (Dark-Hunter, Book 8) - Sherrilyn Kenyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-tQve8VzjI/AAAAAAAABII/Sp2HoDOXps4/s1600/Sherrilyn+Kenyon+Sins+of+the+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-tQve8VzjI/AAAAAAAABII/Sp2HoDOXps4/s320/Sherrilyn+Kenyon+Sins+of+the+Night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470554949061824050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the realm of the Dark-Hunters there is a code of honor that even immortal bad boys must follow:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harm no human. Drink no blood. Never fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every now and again a Dark-Hunter thinks himself above the Code. That's when I'm summoned. Who am I? I'm the one thing the fearless fear. Step over the line and it's my wrath you will face. Nothing can touch me. Nothing can sway me. I am relentless and unfeeling.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so I thought until I met a female Dark-Hunter who goes by the name of Danger-it's not just her name, it's how she lives her life. She doesn't trust me at all. And who could blame her? She alone knows that I'm here to be judge, jury and most likely executioner of her friends. Yet she is my key to saving some of them. Without her, they all will die.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangereuse St. Richard is a deadly distraction. Something about her is reawakening a heart I thought was long dead. But in a race against evil, the only hope mankind has is that I do my duty. And how can I do my duty when it means that I will have to sacrifice the only woman I've ever loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger~ Back stabbed by her husband...died trying to save her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexion~ Betrayed by his wife, murdered, Acherons right hand man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexion is faced with a huge decision...some Dark Hunters are being lead down a dark path with the evil Stryker. He must come to earth and see what Dark Hunters he can pull to the right side...as fro the others they must face death. In the mean time Alexion shacks up with Danger. The temperature starts to rise as each find something special within each other. The main discovery is that they resurrect a feeling neither has felt in centuries...love. Will Danger be able to face the fact that Alexion might have to kill her friends? What happens when Alexion must go back to his home with the rest of the Gods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont care what people say about the Dark Hunter books...Im still enjoying them! I can see someone getting tired of them if they read them back to back but a month or so in between readings is a perfect fit! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I really loved Alexion and Danger! Danger was wronged a long time ago (obviously) and so she doesnt trust men AT ALL! She too gets somewhat persuaded by Stryker so Alexion has to get her to trust him and trust that Ash is one of the good guys. Along the way to trust the two totally fall in love! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexions story is great!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ***SPOILER***&lt;/span&gt;He was human, died, then his wife got his soul back ONLY TO DROP IT b/c she didnt want him back! What a heifer! Needless to say Ash felt horrible so he enlisted him to be his second in command and take out judgment on any Dark Hunters that are acting questionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danger took her dagger from Alexion's hand, then, without thought, touched the ragged tear in his shirt. He felt solid underneath. Real. There was cold skin beneath the silk and wool fabric and it was hard and masculine. Yet human beings didn't shatter like Daimons and no Daimon reappeared after death... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alexion ground his teeth at the sensation of her soft fingers on his flesh. His body roared to life as he watched her examine him like a scientist with a lab experiment that had gone tragically wrong. No more than five two or three, Dangereuse was petite and athletic. There had been something about her that caught his interest. An innocence that still seemed to be inside her. Most Dark-Hunters were jaded by their human betrayals and deaths, and by their duties. But this one... She appeared to have avoided the cynicism that eternal life often brought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of course, she was young by Dark-Hunter years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her dark, chestnut colored hair was worn in a long braid, down her back, but pieces of it had escaped to curl becomingly around her face. Her features were angelic and delicate. If not for her carriage and self-assuredness, she would have appeared fragile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yet there was nothing fragile about her. Dangereuse could more than take care of herself and he knew that well. As one of the newer Dark-Hunters, she was only a couple of hundred years old and had died while trying to save the noble half of her family from the guillotine in France during their revolution. It had been a monumental task she had set for herself and if not for being betrayed, she would have succeeded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not to mention the woman had the most kissable mouth he'd ever seen. Full and lush, her lips were the kind that a man dreamed of tasting at night. That mouth beckoned him now with temptation and the promise of pure unadulterated heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She also smelled of sweet magnolias and woman. It had been over two hundred years since he'd last had the pleasure of a woman's body. And it was all he could do not to bend his head down and bury his face against her soft, tender neck and inhale the scent of her. Feel the softness of her skin against his hungry lips as he tasted the supple flesh there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, to have her lithe body pressed up against his, preferably naked... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But then given her first reaction to his presence, he didn't think she'd react much better to being mauled by him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall this book is all about trust and two people finally coming out on top in life! =) The sex scenes were HAWT, there was plenty of fighting action, and we got to see a bit more into Ash's past! If you havent picked up any of these books yet you really should! they cant touch the Black Dagger Brother books in my eyes BUT they are very comparable. You wont be let down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5920157967600878134?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5920157967600878134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5920157967600878134&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5920157967600878134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5920157967600878134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/sins-of-night-dark-hunter-book-8.html' title='Sins of the Night (Dark-Hunter, Book 8) - Sherrilyn Kenyon'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-tQve8VzjI/AAAAAAAABII/Sp2HoDOXps4/s72-c/Sherrilyn+Kenyon+Sins+of+the+Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-7243782981630496868</id><published>2010-05-11T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T03:40:52.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>So...Ive been thinking whats on your TV radar? Does it relate to your books? lol Ive totally realized that what I read...is what I watch! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oEajYZlvI/AAAAAAAABHY/9e128updSmk/s1600/6a00cd972c685f4cd50123f176796a860f-500pi000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oEajYZlvI/AAAAAAAABHY/9e128updSmk/s320/6a00cd972c685f4cd50123f176796a860f-500pi000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470189551615579890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets start off with Historical...my show... TUDORS!!! Omg how hot is this show? King Henry boils my water! YOWZA! ;) Among watching Tudors I watch a ton of Jane Austen movies so I totally get my historical fix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oFdVlR_JI/AAAAAAAABHg/4SxBjZNnUqk/s1600/Jane-Austens-Persuasion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oFdVlR_JI/AAAAAAAABHg/4SxBjZNnUqk/s320/Jane-Austens-Persuasion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470190698962746514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw Im the odd ball and LOVED Emma and Persuasion better than Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility! lol I know I know! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Pa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oIii7snrI/AAAAAAAABHo/8FkKnR6Amb0/s1600/true-blood-season-2-posterx300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oIii7snrI/AAAAAAAABHo/8FkKnR6Amb0/s320/true-blood-season-2-posterx300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470194086980656818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ranormal...TRUE BLOOD!!! HECKS YA! Obviously I read the Sookie Stackhouse series so its a given that I watch this show! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oJHKEBCxI/AAAAAAAABHw/z4IgtnbudA0/s1600/vampdiaries_promo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oJHKEBCxI/AAAAAAAABHw/z4IgtnbudA0/s320/vampdiaries_promo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470194715959823122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I liked the books alright enough but the show ROCKS!!! Vampire Diaries is awesome and I tune in every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...sure why not...contemporary?!?! lol Who doesnt watch Friends reruns?!?! It NEVER gets old! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oL8n2fXOI/AAAAAAAABH4/M9hxTvOhkqc/s1600/friends-movie-oopshi-com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oL8n2fXOI/AAAAAAAABH4/M9hxTvOhkqc/s320/friends-movie-oopshi-com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470197833512475874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so whats on your TV radar? Does it fit right along with your books????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-7243782981630496868?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/7243782981630496868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=7243782981630496868&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7243782981630496868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7243782981630496868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-by-way_11.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-oEajYZlvI/AAAAAAAABHY/9e128updSmk/s72-c/6a00cd972c685f4cd50123f176796a860f-500pi000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-7758335246239109376</id><published>2010-05-10T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:04:03.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Succubus Shadows (Georgina Kincaid, Book 5) - Richelle Mead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-ium22LSQI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-c5phhfSX2U/s1600/Richelle+Mead+Succubus+Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-ium22LSQI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-c5phhfSX2U/s320/Richelle+Mead+Succubus+Shadows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469813730022476034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Georgina Kincaid has formidable powers. Immortality, seduction, shape-shifting into any human form she desires, walking in heels that would cripple mere mortals—all child’s play to a succubus like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Helping to plan her ex-boyfriend’s wedding is a different story. Georgina isn’t sure which is worse—that Seth is marrying another woman, or that Georgina has to run all over Seattle trying on bridesmaid dresses. Still, there are distractions. Georgina’s roommate, Roman, is cluttering her apartment with sexual tension. Then there’s Simone, the new succubus in town, who’s intent on corrupting Seth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the real danger lies in the mysterious force that’s visiting her thoughts, trying to draw her into a dark, otherworldly realm. Sooner or later, Georgina knows she’ll be too weak to resist. And when that happens, she’ll discover who she can trust, who she can’t—and that Hell is far from the worst place to spend eternity…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could someone not TOTALLY do back flips over this book??? I hate to say this but this review will probably be all squealing like a school girl! lol So needless to say if you havent read this book yet STOP NOW! lol Surely there will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;***SPOILERS***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok we open up pretty much in the same place we left off at...Seth still engaged to Maddie, Georgina is living with Roman and still questioning if he still wants to kill her and all of us feeling HIGH AND DRY! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like Georgie is always at the pit of evil...bad things are always after her and in the book she doesnt get a break! Something Something evil is trying to capture her...something related to her past! Once again her and her friends gather together to try and figure out the mystery. When Georgie gets taken over one too many times her luck runs out and she gets captured! Now its up to her friends to figure out where exactly she is! ~ The cool thing about this aspect of the book was during her being captured. You relive her past...not quite knowing if it is real or fake. The dreams she had were heart wrenching at times...you see stuff you wanted to happen and stuff you fear will happen! Either way it got your emotions rolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF EMOTIONS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUEAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG...ok ok Im calm now...*sigh...FINALLY! Finally Georgia gives the heck in! Ok so Seth ends up breaking it off with Maddie (THANK YOU JESUS) and him and Georgie get together. Its hard for Georgie to make the decision to take from his soul and have sex with him but overall she realizes that they love each other and its the only way they can ever be happy together! At first when Seth and Georgie get together she realizes that Seth has changed and in my head I was thinking (as she walked away for another time) you know what...GOOD b/c he isnt the innocent guy we all loved BUT from her walking away he "wakes up" and does and about face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean while Roman has totally fallen for Georgie again and I have to say that I wanted them to be together. I love Seth...REALLY love Seth but there is something about the way the Roman looks at her and cares for her *sigh...see I was TOTALLY on the fence with these boys! Ok sad part...when Georgie decides to get BACK together AGAIN with Seth she going to walk out the door and who comes through...Roman! Let me tell you when he looked at her and realized she was going for Seth I ABOUT DIED! I was happy for her and Seth but sad for her and Roman! lol Cant we just have a Roman/Seth sandwich? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one last thing that has to be sad...WOW on Maddie finding out about Seth and Georgie! I mean YIPES! But then again I was totally glad b/c I actually feel like I can breathe while reading the book now! lol Its like things are getting cleared up! BUT thats sad in itself b/c that means things are coming to an end. I actually think that the next book is the last :*( Ok I dont wanna event think of that right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok food for thought...what do yall think about the whole...problems with her contract thingy. Im thinking/hoping that they find a problem and shes able to get out of it and be a human again!!! EPP! Wouldnt that be awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so thats my ranting review! lol I loved this stinking book and further more I love Richelle Mead! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-7758335246239109376?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/7758335246239109376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=7758335246239109376&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7758335246239109376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7758335246239109376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/succubus-shadows-georgina-kincaid-book.html' title='Succubus Shadows (Georgina Kincaid, Book 5) - Richelle Mead'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-ium22LSQI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-c5phhfSX2U/s72-c/Richelle+Mead+Succubus+Shadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6711125986918209451</id><published>2010-05-10T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:02:36.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-gfBRaaUOI/AAAAAAAABHA/s56F4adX8gU/s1600/424-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-gfBRaaUOI/AAAAAAAABHA/s56F4adX8gU/s320/424-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469655854155976930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble befalls Lord John Grey (fresh from minor roles in Gabaldon's bestselling Outlander novels) when he accidentally discovers that the Hon. Joseph Trevelyan, his cousin's betrothed, may have what those in 1757 termed "the pox" or "the French disease" syphilis. Befo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;re he can figure out an appropriate way to handle this delicate matter, he becomes involved in the investigation of the mysterious and grisly murder of a military colleague suspected of being a spy. Gabaldon (The Fiery Cross; Drums of Autumn; etc.) stitches these two plots together into a compelling narrative that also offers a wealth of juicy details about 18th-century London, especially its homosexual underbelly. Lord John, who reminisces about his dead lover, Hector, and the "lean, hard body" of an old flame, learns that Trevelyan may be traveling from one house of ill repute to another o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;f a different sort: at the Lavender House, both buyers and sellers are men. Among his various trials and tribulations, Lord John must discern the identity of a mysterious figure in a green velvet dress spotted in both of these establishments and investigate the mysterious death of a similarly attired man, found with his face bashed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys...Im a HUGE Outlander fan...LIKE HUGE! I recently picked this one up b/c I love John In Outlander and wanted to try out his series...so how is it? Have yall tried it out yet? I haven't seen it around Blogland?!?!? Whats the deets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-gf4X3Pt2I/AAAAAAAABHI/WU9AtojGMPM/s1600/6752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-gf4X3Pt2I/AAAAAAAABHI/WU9AtojGMPM/s320/6752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469656800780334946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6711125986918209451?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6711125986918209451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6711125986918209451&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6711125986918209451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6711125986918209451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-by-way_10.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-gfBRaaUOI/AAAAAAAABHA/s56F4adX8gU/s72-c/424-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6201160899061503426</id><published>2010-05-08T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:20:09.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-YppbwN-xI/AAAAAAAABGw/DWMMv8ARwDY/s1600/happy-mothers-day-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-YppbwN-xI/AAAAAAAABGw/DWMMv8ARwDY/s400/happy-mothers-day-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469104589289421586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Mothers Day to all the moms out there!!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6201160899061503426?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6201160899061503426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6201160899061503426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6201160899061503426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6201160899061503426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-by-way_08.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-YppbwN-xI/AAAAAAAABGw/DWMMv8ARwDY/s72-c/happy-mothers-day-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-2059532109987211186</id><published>2010-05-06T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:44:14.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-N8i1WdCsI/AAAAAAAABGg/H4I-XwV1vkg/s1600/A+blog+Aniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-N8i1WdCsI/AAAAAAAABGg/H4I-XwV1vkg/s400/A+blog+Aniversary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468351310436567746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago this Sunday I had a friend talk me into starting a blog. It all started out with just a new found love for books and now its become an obsession! lol Ive met so many great buddies through blogging! I'm lucky to have a few I can actually call my best friends! =) I honestly don't know what I would do without you guys because in my insane world yall keep me sane! So thanks for reading and commenting all the time! Here's to another year full of great books, great reviews, and more importantly great friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-2059532109987211186?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/2059532109987211186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=2059532109987211186&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2059532109987211186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2059532109987211186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-anniversary.html' title='Blog Anniversary!'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-N8i1WdCsI/AAAAAAAABGg/H4I-XwV1vkg/s72-c/A+blog+Aniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-6287113503218370852</id><published>2010-05-05T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:58:52.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>GIVE AWAY Plus ~2-4-1 Review~ Frostbite &amp; Shadow Kiss (Vampire Academy Books 2 &amp; 3) - Richelle Mead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-IXHaLRaLI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Byy2xhfeMTA/s1600/Richelle+Mead+Frostbite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-IXHaLRaLI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Byy2xhfeMTA/s320/Richelle+Mead+Frostbite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467958313634326706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose Hathaway's got serious guy trouble.  Her gorgeous tutor Dimitri has his eye on someone else, her friend Mason has a huge crush on her, and she keeps getting stuck in her best friend Lissa's head while she's making out with her boyfriend, Christian.  (So not cool).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a massive Strigoi attack puts St. Vladimir's on high alert, and the Academy crawls with Guardians--including the legendary Janine Hathaway...Rose's formidable, long-absent mother.  The Strigoi are closing in, and the Academy's not taking any risks.  This year, St. Vlad's annual holiday ski trip is mandatory.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the glittering winter landscape and the posh Idaho resort only provide the illusion of safety.  When three students run away to strike back against the deadly Strigoi, Rose must join forces with Christian to rescue them.  Only this time, Rose--and her heart--are in more danger than she ever could have imagined...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-IXVSk3nbI/AAAAAAAABGY/QdSI4r8WrLs/s1600/Richelle+Mead+Shadow+Kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-IXVSk3nbI/AAAAAAAABGY/QdSI4r8WrLs/s320/Richelle+Mead+Shadow+Kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467958552112373170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's springtime at St. Vladimir's Academy, and Rose Hathaway is this close to graduation. Since making her first Strigoi kills, Rose hasn't been feeling quite right. She's having dark thoughts, behaving erratically, and worst of all...might be seeing ghosts.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Rose questions her sanity, new complications arise. Lissa has begun experimenting with her magic once more, their enemy Victor Dashkov might be set free, and Rose's forbidden relationship with Dimitri is starting to heat up again. But when a deadly threat no one saw coming changes their entire world, Rose must put her own life on the line--and choose between the two people she loves most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys...lets let the cat outta the bag...I know not ALL my readers/followers care for Young adult books...I mean I understand that at times these books can be a bit immature or just plain silly BUT when it comes to this woman...she could write the obituaries and Id drink it down like it was the last drop of water on a hot summer day! Who am I talking about...RICHELLE MEAD! I mean HELLO the woman freaking ROCKS! Read all read her Georgina Kincaid series...or even her Dark Swan books...why not try her Vampire Academy book?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what youre missing out on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Ive already reviewed the first in this series...so heres a bit of Frostbite...you have the Dahmpir's who protect the dieing race Moroi (vampires).Rose is BFF's with Lissa. A Moroi princess. They go to school together while Rose trains ( to fight against the Striogi aka vamps turned evil) to be her guardian with her uber hot 24 year old teacher/crush Dimitri. A huge attack sends everyone into HIGH ALERT! This also brings Roses estranged mother  into the picture. Jane Hathaway is a guardian pro! Rose pretty mush hates her guts for leaving her as a infant to fight but is basically headed down the same path. Anyways b/c of the huge attack Rose and all her class mates (Dimitri included ;)) are headed to a ski lodge to keep safe. While there more attacks happen close by and Rose finds out where the Striogi are hiding out! Things happen with relationships and such and Rose soon finds herself in a heap of a mess b/c 3 students are on their way to face the bad guys themselves! This is where the book gets pretty dark...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***SPOILERS*** &lt;/span&gt;While trying to stop her friends from an idiotic ambush the 4 get taken and tortured...getting fed off of and threatened is only half of it. Rose has to make some tough decisions on how to get everyone out before lives start to get taken! I dont want to giev too much away but someone dies...it nearly breaks my dang heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was filled with action! Theres tons of fighting and biting! Those are two things that we all love ;) One thing I adore about these books is the foreplay! LOL!!! Ya I said it! B/c it is YA they haev to be somewhat careful with the actions that take place but let me tell you that I still get hot under the collar at the steamy parts! Oh one more thing...theres a threat for her crush on Dimitri! Theres a Moroi that has her eye on him as her guardian and he must make the choice to stay and hide his love for Rose or run the other way to guard his heart! EPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on to Shadow Kiss! I have to say this is my favorite of all!  In this book Roses sanity is totally questioned. Since the horrible kidnapping and slaughter she witnessed Rose is quite off kilter. So when she has to play guardian to Christian (Lissa her BFF's boyfriend) she finds flashes of those days haunting her. Rose starts seeing things...people...dark images reaching towards her...almost pullling her back to where she belonged. See Rose is Shadow Kissed. She got in a car accident at a young age and Lissa brought her back to life using her abilities. So technically she should be dead...aka Shadow Kissed. Once the cat is out of the bag that Rose is seeing things shes forced into therapy. She soon finds out that the reason shes seeing dead people is because they are warning her of what is to come! and when it comes...THE POOPY HITS THE FAN! Now Rose is face with two problems...1) She realizes that shes having problems with her sanity b/c shes pulling the evil forces out of Lissa...which in other instances has resulted b4 in suicide! and 2) She is faced with the horrible fact that the man she loves...might just be the man she has to kill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all RM's voice totally bleeds through like it does in all her other books. These books have a certain attitude and quirkiness about them! Not to mention a HUGE sarcastic touch! ;) These books get better and better as they go along! I promise you if you pick them up you wont be sorry! They REALLY keep your attention! Not to mention you can never seem to put these books down! =) Ok go get'em tiger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give these books a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing...I forgot to mention the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GIVE AWAY&lt;/span&gt; we have going on over at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Breezing Through&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Its for our recently reviewed book Heart of Stone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="posttop"&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/2010/04/review-heart-of-stone-by-jill-marie.html"&gt;Review: Heart of Stone by Jill Marie Landis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart of Stone&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jill Marie Landis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;published by Zondervan (March 1, 2010)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qczdhHkqeyk/S-AXKiQW0jI/AAAAAAAAClA/ge493RwAwPA/s1600/heart+of+stone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qczdhHkqeyk/S-AXKiQW0jI/AAAAAAAAClA/ge493RwAwPA/s200/heart+of+stone.jpg" width="129" border="0" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Foster (aka Lovie Lane), wealthy widowed owner of a refined boardinghouse in Glory, Tex., is running from her tainted past and ruined childhood in a tale set in the 1870s. Laura does everything in her power to overcome the odds and create a life free of shame and abuse. Partly succeeding, she is thrown off-kilter when handsome Rev. Brand McCormick, a widower, takes a romantic interest in her. Laura knows with dead certainty that Brand would never come calling if he knew the truth of her past, so she rebuffs his attention at every turn. But the good reverend just won't be put off. Both characters have much to reveal that will test their love, faith, and loyalty to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-6287113503218370852?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/6287113503218370852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=6287113503218370852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6287113503218370852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/6287113503218370852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-4-1-review-frostbite-shadow-kiss.html' title='GIVE AWAY Plus ~2-4-1 Review~ Frostbite &amp; Shadow Kiss (Vampire Academy Books 2 &amp; 3) - Richelle Mead'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-IXHaLRaLI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Byy2xhfeMTA/s72-c/Richelle+Mead+Frostbite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1277284376160023917</id><published>2010-05-05T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T05:44:54.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey guys! Go check out my interview at Cecile's place!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alliwantandmore.blogspot.com/2010/05/lo-down-on-monroe-with-twist.html"&gt;The Lo Down on Monroe With A  Twist!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here at the Lair, we announced a new resident....&lt;br /&gt;Well,  today I would like for you to get to know her yourself....&lt;br /&gt;Grab a cup of your favorite liquid, pull up a comfy chair... and great ready for some girl talk!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-FjvjX6fZI/AAAAAAAABGA/Fenvd2_chBQ/s1600/Monroe+Avatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-FjvjX6fZI/AAAAAAAABGA/Fenvd2_chBQ/s320/Monroe+Avatar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467761091205037458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please give a warm welcome to Monroe with a Twist!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-Fk7hnXl7I/AAAAAAAABGI/IbXV1gFtEFU/s1600/HumpDay2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-Fk7hnXl7I/AAAAAAAABGI/IbXV1gFtEFU/s320/HumpDay2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467762396403046322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One last item...me and my girls did a great buddy review over at Breezing Through...go check it out! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="posttop"&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/2010/04/review-heart-of-stone-by-jill-marie.html"&gt;Review: Heart of Stone by Jill Marie Landis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart of Stone&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jill Marie Landis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;published by Zondervan (March 1, 2010)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qczdhHkqeyk/S-AXKiQW0jI/AAAAAAAAClA/ge493RwAwPA/s1600/heart+of+stone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qczdhHkqeyk/S-AXKiQW0jI/AAAAAAAAClA/ge493RwAwPA/s200/heart+of+stone.jpg" width="129" border="0" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Foster (aka Lovie Lane), wealthy widowed owner of a refined boardinghouse in Glory, Tex., is running from her tainted past and ruined childhood in a tale set in the 1870s. Laura does everything in her power to overcome the odds and create a life free of shame and abuse. Partly succeeding, she is thrown off-kilter when handsome Rev. Brand McCormick, a widower, takes a romantic interest in her. Laura knows with dead certainty that Brand would never come calling if he knew the truth of her past, so she rebuffs his attention at every turn. But the good reverend just won't be put off. Both characters have much to reveal that will test their love, faith, and loyalty to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1277284376160023917?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1277284376160023917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1277284376160023917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1277284376160023917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1277284376160023917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-by-way_05.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S-FjvjX6fZI/AAAAAAAABGA/Fenvd2_chBQ/s72-c/Monroe+Avatar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-2975836688868989807</id><published>2010-05-03T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:47:35.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Duncan's Bride - Linda Howard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S990jfkzkOI/AAAAAAAABF4/coS0UHQSq6Q/s1600/Linda+Howard+Duncan%27s+Bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S990jfkzkOI/AAAAAAAABF4/coS0UHQSq6Q/s320/Linda+Howard+Duncan%27s+Bride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467216625771188450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;br /&gt;Reese Duncan wanted a wife, pure and simple. Someone to have children with, someone to help him rebuild his ranch, someone uncomplicated...and someone very different from his first wife, the woman who'd destroyed his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he hadn't bargained on Madelyn Patterson. She was sophisticated and citified, and she was willing to herd cattle, keep house and start a family with Reese. The only thing she asked for in return was love - the one thing Reese refused to guarantee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ok Ive REALLY began to L-O-V-E Linda Howard! Her writing just jumps off the pages and grabs your heart! Duncan's Bride is NO exception!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Reese is a good ol' boy that was raised on a huge far and now runs it by himself after getting basically SLAMMED by his ex wife that couldnt deal with the country life. She took him to the cleaners and hes barely able to make ends meet. SO he gets the great idea of a male order bride! (lol I know I know...) He throws the add in the paper thinking no one would answer...little did he know that little miss Maddie Patterson was looking for a change! And once she meets this studly cowboy she had her heart set! Trouble was Resse was wanting to avoid two things things...1) A city-girl like his ex (and from the looks of it Maddie put the girl in city-girl) and 2) LOVE (which Maddie was SO determined to have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see the problem... ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man this book was SO GREAT! I swear I read it in like a day and a half! I liked Maddie from the VERY beginning! She was pretty strong willed in her life. When she figured out what she wanted she went for it! Once she met Reese and came to visit the farm he quickly judged her and thought she couldnt handle the country life...BUT SHE SHOWED HIM! The simple life of the country was exactly what she needed! Something drew her to Resse and it wasnt just his hard, hot body...it was his manners, his love for his farm, his want for kids and his deep rooted love she knew shed have a time bringing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Reese...oh Reesey-poo...*sigh...let me tell you...it was a love/hate relationship with this man and me. Like I said Resse was a good ol' boy...old fashioned in every sense! Which in some ways is good. I mean after all I too am a southern (NOT country but southern) girl. So I REALLY appreciate the charm our boys have...BUT being sexist is a total turn off...and let me tell you Resse lit a fire under my cute little fanny! There were times that he would just lay into Maddie like she shouldve known to have dinner on the table the second he came in from work, or that she should tell him everywhere she goes or that she couldnt do "manly" things...well *gagging sounds, that put me off...but thats also the beauty of this story! Reese totally learns his lesson. I dont wanna say HOW he learns everything but lets just say Maddie is JUST what he needs...he makes him question everything that he says he didnt want...she takes it all away and THEN he realizes whats most important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing that cant go unmentioned is...HELLO TO THE HOT LOVIN'!!!!! I mean its like they were cats in heat! lol At times it was sweet and soft then at other times it burnt m,y retinas just reading the words! I mean...they did it in the field, in his truck, in the house...JEEZ! There was NOT LACKING in the steam department here folks! ;) Oh one other thing I have to say that piggy backs hot hot Resse is...well he had NO TROUBLE letting Maddie know how much he wanted her! I mean jeez from like the first day he was telling her how he wanted to push up her skirt! LOLOLOLOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok so ya this is a oldy but a goody so go and get it! You WONT be sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-2975836688868989807?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/2975836688868989807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=2975836688868989807&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2975836688868989807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2975836688868989807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/duncans-bride-linda-howard.html' title='Duncan&apos;s Bride - Linda Howard'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S990jfkzkOI/AAAAAAAABF4/coS0UHQSq6Q/s72-c/Linda+Howard+Duncan%27s+Bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1093334811580105338</id><published>2010-05-03T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T06:01:25.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>I gots a suuuurrrrprise for yall! ;) Go check it out at my dear friend Cecile's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;" class="entry-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-title-link" target="_blank" href="http://alliwantandmore.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-resident-to-lair.html"&gt;A New Resident to the Lair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S97Hofpoe6I/AAAAAAAABFY/rv_nEwTL_U4/s1600/Her+Suitcase.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S97Hofpoe6I/AAAAAAAABFY/rv_nEwTL_U4/s320/Her+Suitcase.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467026496179174306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Monday babycakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S97IpmmRRUI/AAAAAAAABFo/HysFPb0iarI/s1600/1216216981-792-2.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S97IpmmRRUI/AAAAAAAABFo/HysFPb0iarI/s320/1216216981-792-2.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467027614735615298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1093334811580105338?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1093334811580105338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1093334811580105338&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1093334811580105338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1093334811580105338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-by-way.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S97Hofpoe6I/AAAAAAAABFY/rv_nEwTL_U4/s72-c/Her+Suitcase.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1402515950787714245</id><published>2010-04-28T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:11:03.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Hunting Ground (Alpha &amp; Omega, Book 2) - Patricia Briggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9jju7wd2pI/AAAAAAAABFI/GYMGGeDdAeg/s1600/Patricia+Briggs+Hunting+Ground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9jju7wd2pI/AAAAAAAABFI/GYMGGeDdAeg/s320/Patricia+Briggs+Hunting+Ground.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465368543268559506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mated to werewolf Charles Cornick, the son-and enforcer-of the leader of the North American werewolves, Anna Latham now knows how dangerous being a werewolf is, especially when a werewolf who opposes Charles and his father is struck down. Charles's reputation makes him the prime suspect, and the penalty for the crime is execution. Now Anna and Charles must combine their talents to hunt down the real killer-or Charles will take the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...yes I am alive...but only barely! lol Ive had SUCH a busy few weeks let me tell you...most importantly my mom came to visit! =) Shes moving to Alaska this week so I was happy to get to spend quality time with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so ya back to the program...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE pick right up after Anna and Charles have mated and married! They are still getting used to each other but things are going pretty good! Bran is still pushing for the weres to come out in the open but not everyone is gung-ho! Soooooo...they are having this huge meeting in which all the head honchos are to attend. Things start going wrong when people start coming up either dead or attacked!  Charles is uber protective of his Anna...even more so when SHE almost gets taken by a group of vamps! Whos doing all the killing? And why are the vamps involved in were business? Most importantly why are fingers starting to point to Charles???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was great! It was action packed! I really didnt expect all the things that went on with the vamps being involved and such! A witch fae is also involved and let me tell you she gets hers! ;) Theres tons of fighting, biting, and hunting going on in this book! Oh did I mention King Author is in this one??? LOL! Ya you just have to read it to know what Im talking about! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt like in this book Charles and Anna start to become more of a normal couple! I love how protective of Anna he is and also the other way around. At a few points Anna feels either a fae or just a female in general show interest in Charles and she lets them know whats up! Charles of course LOVES the attention b/c it shows how much shes growing in their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Anna! Shes been through so much and yet perseveres through it every time! She really starting to come into her own skin with being an Omega and even meets another of her kind!!! There was so much character development in this book that it totally leave you wanting more more more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to see how the "coming out" will end up working! I felt the meeting didnt get much of anywhere b/c of all the killings and kidnapping so Im sure we still have a few books to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your wife called me last night.” Bran’s voice was gruff.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah.” He hadn’t known that. Anna must have done it while he’d been out trying to outrun his frustrations.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She told me I wasn’t hearing what you were saying,” Da said. “I told her that I heard you tell me quite clearly that I was an idiot for going to Seattle to meet with the European delegation — as did most of the rest of the pack.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tactful, that’s me, thought Charles, who decided sipping his cocoa was better than opening his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And I asked him if you were in the habit of arguing with him without a good reason,” said Anna breezily as she slipped by his father and brushed against Charles. She was wearing his favorite brown sweater. On her it hung halfway down her thighs and buried her shape in cocoa-colored wool. Brother Wolf liked it when she wore his clothes.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She should have looked like a refugee, but somehow she didn’t. The color turned her skin to porcelain and brought out rich highlights in her light brown hair. It also emphasized her freckles — which he adored.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She hopped up on the counter and purred happily as she snagged the cocoa he’d made for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“And then she hung up,” said his father in disgruntled tones.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mmm,” said Anna. Charles couldn’t tell if she was responding to the hot chocolate or his father.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And she refused to pick up the phone when I called back.”&lt;br /&gt;His father wasn’t pleased.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not so comfortable having someone around who doesn’t instantly obey you, old man? Charles thought — just as his father met his eye.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bran’s sudden laugh told Charles that his da wasn’t really upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Frustrating,” Charles ventured.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He yelled at me,” Anna said serenely, tapping her forehead. The Marrok could speak to any of his wolves mind to mind, though he couldn’t read their thoughts no matter how much it felt like that was what he was doing. He was just damnably good at reading people.&lt;br /&gt;“I ignored him, and he went away eventually.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“No fun fighting someone who doesn’t fight back,” Charles said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! lol I love how feisty shes getting! Ok go get this book if you havent! Ms. Briggs is the BOMB at everything she writes! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1402515950787714245?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1402515950787714245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1402515950787714245&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1402515950787714245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1402515950787714245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/hunting-ground-alpha-omega-book-2.html' title='Hunting Ground (Alpha &amp; Omega, Book 2) - Patricia Briggs'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9jju7wd2pI/AAAAAAAABFI/GYMGGeDdAeg/s72-c/Patricia+Briggs+Hunting+Ground.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8984349713763495371</id><published>2010-04-26T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:06:36.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Words'/><title type='text'>~Mine~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9Y4cwEIBZI/AAAAAAAABEg/rmRxpjY-tqo/s1600/Back2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9Y4cwEIBZI/AAAAAAAABEg/rmRxpjY-tqo/s320/Back2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464617264450373010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my savior, my shackled wrists released&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet my bondage when my need is increased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your touch singes as I peak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You bring me down and so I seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your whispered words makes me shiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so my mind begins to quiver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brought quickly down and so I wake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then my heart begins to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my mind that's all you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Until next time, hopefully my soul you'll see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Anonymous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-8984349713763495371?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/8984349713763495371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=8984349713763495371&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8984349713763495371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8984349713763495371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/mine.html' title='~Mine~'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9Y4cwEIBZI/AAAAAAAABEg/rmRxpjY-tqo/s72-c/Back2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-2614213557350789468</id><published>2010-04-22T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:59:54.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Taking Care of Business - Megan Hart &amp; Lauren Dane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9BOtSIBwFI/AAAAAAAABEI/Lp_V6XM__5w/s1600/n282515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9BOtSIBwFI/AAAAAAAABEI/Lp_V6XM__5w/s320/n282515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462952887866998866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;One conference, two friends, two men who know how to take care of business.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   After leaving the wrong man, Leah Griffin’s not ready to look for the right one. All she wants is to survive the conference she’s planning and spend some time with her best friend Kate Edwards. She’s not expecting the conference services manager to be so tall, dark and handsome…or so eager to please. It’s Brandon Long’s job to make Leah happy, but after a scorching interlude in her hotel room, neither can deny business has become pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Smart, driven and successful attorney, Katherine Edwards has spent her life making the right choices. Directly counter to those right choices, she’s involved in a long distance, secret love affair with a co-worker. Charles Dixon is a bad choice she can’t help but make – over and over. A conference and a promotion bring Kate back to Pennsylvania and suddenly, Dix wants far more than a few nights in random hotel rooms. He wants something permanent and Katherine has to figure out if sometimes a wrong choice isn’t exactly what a woman needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you have probably realized I dont read a ton of erotica books. BUT I do have many...let me repeat that...MANY MANY friends who persuade me to do so! ;) MY bff'ers Ames recently sent me this naughty little package FILLED with persuasive reading material! lol!!! I guess thats just what friends are for huh?!?! Ive read Megan Hart before but not Lauren Dane and when I asked Ames which to start with she said Taking Care of Business! And boy let me tell you...*ahem...it REALLY took care of business! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have two small, main stories braided into one seamless hot book! Leah and Kate have been friends since childhood. Both girls are in the big corporate world so love is somewhat on the last of their 'To Do' list...hot lovin' however is NOT! Lol I say the girls arent into relationships but Leah actually got out of one (sorta...it was more of an odd sexual relationship where he made her submit to him at every turn). Right after the breakup Leah meets Kate at a conference where both girls seem to meet their matches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate met Dix (no pun intended...did you just snicker?) a while back and has had a few quickies in some hotel rooms. When face to face at the conference both are smacked in the face with the reality that Kate is moving closer which begs the question of will their be more than hot hotel sex!  I felt this relationship had a bit of lack of communication! Kate was pretty sure she wanted something more yet didnt think Dix could handle it with his needy (and very annoying) ex-wife and two kids! And Dix just thought she was in it for the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping back to Leah...well she meets this HOT manager guy named Brandon. Brandon recently got out of a long relationship and is working hard hours to make this snippy corporate barbiedoll happy at the hotel...said woman (Leah) has other things that need tending too and it isn't just how many pens and pencils are on the conference room table! ;) This relationship was interesting...Leah has issues that run along with her ex. Like I said he expected her to be a submissive puppy dog for so long she wanted to turn the tables! And boy did she!!! YOWZA! Lets jsut say...someone gets tied up! lol Dont we all love those kinda books?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall this book was a hot little hoot! It was all about overcoming insecurities and getting what you want out of your relationship! It was entertaining at every turn! You were either laughing, getting hot and bothered, or getting emotional over all the insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting hot and bothered TOO MUCH was my problem! lol The only downfall in erotica in general is I sometimes feel that I not getting too much more than lust. Idk maybe it was just this book...liek I said I dont read a ton of erotica. Ive read another Megan Hart book before and it had so much relationship in it that I thought it was very equally balanced! This one however wsnt...BUT dont let me sway you the wrong way! This book burnt my hands while holding it! I cant even put up a snippet! lol I think I blushed the entire time reading this! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya overall I will be reading the second one (No Reservations) to see how the story continues! And thanks Ames! lol I will FOREVER remember this gem! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-2614213557350789468?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/2614213557350789468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=2614213557350789468&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2614213557350789468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2614213557350789468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/taking-care-of-business-megan-hart.html' title='Taking Care of Business - Megan Hart &amp; Lauren Dane'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S9BOtSIBwFI/AAAAAAAABEI/Lp_V6XM__5w/s72-c/n282515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1408551699162106523</id><published>2010-04-21T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T07:28:37.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>Oh By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Ok I REALLY adore Susan Donovan's books! Her Dog Walker Trilogy books started off great with Aint Too Proud To Beg! The next book comes out May 25th! CANT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88I2qUTwMI/AAAAAAAABDo/7g8dpnH_pvA/s1600/Aint+Too+Proud+to+Beg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88I2qUTwMI/AAAAAAAABDo/7g8dpnH_pvA/s200/Aint+Too+Proud+to+Beg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462594608189128898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now 35, Josie Sheehan has collected failed relationships the way some women collect designer handbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s, and the only man who's been sharing her bed is her Labradoodle, Genghis. All that changes when she meets Rick Rousseau, a smart and sexy pet store CEO who falls head-over-heels for her. Just when Josie thinks she's found something more than puppy love, she discovers that Rick has a complicated past -- and a secret that could put her in danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88JJaNsy4I/AAAAAAAABDw/6_1yXL7cT5s/s1600/The+Night+She+Got+Lucky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88JJaNsy4I/AAAAAAAABDw/6_1yXL7cT5s/s200/The+Night+She+Got+Lucky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462594930283957122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he second in my trilogy of romantic comedies about the women in a San Francisco dog-walking group. (It is NOT the title of my autobiography. Just thought I'd clarify.) THE NIGHT SHE GOT LUCKY is the super-sexy story of Ginger Garrison and Lucio Montevez. Now forty and divorced, Ginger is certain she’d rather spend her nights with her spoiled Bichon Frise than wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ste another minute with a man who doesn’t adore her. Then she meets Lucio – or “Lucky” as his friends call him – a renowned nature photographer as famous for breaking hearts as he is for as taking pictures. Is Lucio capable of staying put? With one woman? Or will he be on the first plane to Bora Bora once he’s made Ginger his latest conquest?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;May 25, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88JXLYj0yI/AAAAAAAABD4/_t0ogdyZ_Bw/s1600/Not+That+Kind+of+Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88JXLYj0yI/AAAAAAAABD4/_t0ogdyZ_Bw/s200/Not+That+Kind+of+Girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462595166821143330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ilogy gets wrapped up with the story of professional man-hater Roxie Bloom and the sexy but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seemingly aloof dog whisperer she asks to save her rescue mutt. Roxie and Eli Gallagher have been denying their mutual attraction for months, but when Roxie’s dog bites her ex-boyfriend – a powerful criminal defense lawyer bent on destroying her life – she must swallow her pride and ask for Eli’s help. Saving the dog will take patience and determination, but it also will require Roxie and Eli to open their hearts in ways they never thought possible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 3, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent these cover beautiful?!?! CANT WAIT! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and happy hump day! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88KV8aRzUI/AAAAAAAABEA/yycSJV6XBU4/s1600/anewhumpthreea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88KV8aRzUI/AAAAAAAABEA/yycSJV6XBU4/s320/anewhumpthreea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462596245133577538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1408551699162106523?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1408551699162106523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1408551699162106523&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1408551699162106523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1408551699162106523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-by-way.html' title='Oh By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S88I2qUTwMI/AAAAAAAABDo/7g8dpnH_pvA/s72-c/Aint+Too+Proud+to+Beg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5671853802231083039</id><published>2010-04-20T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:03:51.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2.5 Stars'/><title type='text'>This Perfect Kiss - Christie Ridgway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S83LJPWoIoI/AAAAAAAABDg/7kUFcTbIm5A/s1600/n117338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S83LJPWoIoI/AAAAAAAABDg/7kUFcTbIm5A/s320/n117338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462245282670977666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious people want to know: is dashing millionaire Rory Kincaid about to resign his position as the "sexiest man in town"?&lt;br /&gt;If Rory decides to step down as the most eligible bachelor in America, millions of women will be left crying on his way to the altar...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rory Kincaid has everyone talking...and the women swooning.&lt;br /&gt;After a lifetime of living down his family's scandalous past, the handsome public figure decides to take up the mantle of respectability.&lt;br /&gt;But first he must survive the scandal caused by a curvy siren named Jilly Skye.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With her snug, vintage clothes and free-spirited ways, Jilly can't quite discover why Rory makes her feel so....tingly. Though he's far from an antique, no one that tempting should appear so stodgy. When the two are caught on film in a distinctly compromising position, Jilly agrees to pose as his fiancee - at least until his reputation gets back in order.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But neither of them counted on love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know...I read this book last week and at the time was like 'ok Im digging this' but now looking back I notice that it wasnt all the greatest...it was just ehh...kinda passing the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your typical eccentric woman falling for the uptight rich guy. She teaches him to let go and have the life he REALLY wants and not the one everyone else wants him to have. Rory wants to live down his families scandalous life so he sets out to be a politician. When Rory gets caught in a compromising position with Jilly he is forced to fake an engagement but will Jillys past interfere with his goals? The big question is in the end what will Rory choose...Jilly or his career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres also another story on the side...this one is WAY more interesting and personally I think it shouldve been the headliner! Rorys brother fell in love with his grandfathers young and beautiful wife YEARS ago. After she produced an heir he kicked her out on her fanny...when the two are face to face after all these years sparks start to fly...but how will it all play out when theres not only a past to overcome but a child she hasnt seen since birth?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said this book was just meh for me...very predictable and sketchy at parts/ I do love this author but I must say that this one didnt lite my fire! ;o) After reading it I felt like Ive read it before. I guess at the time I needed something more fresh. SO if this wouldnt be something you've read before you may enjoy it way better than I did! So give it a shot and let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjVxNpNKN5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jQQYRj_0pZ0/s1600-h/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 34px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjVxNpNKN5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jQQYRj_0pZ0/s320/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347304611785619346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5671853802231083039?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5671853802231083039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5671853802231083039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5671853802231083039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5671853802231083039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-perfect-kiss-christie-ridgway.html' title='This Perfect Kiss - Christie Ridgway'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S83LJPWoIoI/AAAAAAAABDg/7kUFcTbIm5A/s72-c/n117338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5248300622436490132</id><published>2010-04-18T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T10:57:41.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHAmmsXTx44&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHAmmsXTx44&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend Ames from over at &lt;a href="http://thriftyreader.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Thrifty Reader&lt;/a&gt;   sent some books my way...here's the book I'm just about to start and I CANT WAIT! This will be my second Megan Hart book!! Have yall read it? I'm sure you have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5248300622436490132?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5248300622436490132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5248300622436490132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5248300622436490132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5248300622436490132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/by-way_8204.html' title='By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5695340960669104222</id><published>2010-04-16T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T05:32:35.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to stop by real quick to say have a Happy Friday! =o) Any plans??? Whatcha reading? Any good???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8hYVxhmWwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/zILMB3ifhkg/s1600/friday-sexy-man-chest.gif.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8hYVxhmWwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/zILMB3ifhkg/s400/friday-sexy-man-chest.gif.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460711679281486594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**~**EnJoY**~**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*~*~*~*Loves ya!*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5695340960669104222?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5695340960669104222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5695340960669104222&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5695340960669104222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5695340960669104222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/by-way.html' title='By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8hYVxhmWwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/zILMB3ifhkg/s72-c/friday-sexy-man-chest.gif.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8561318990416348112</id><published>2010-04-14T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:31:06.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Instant Temptation - Jill Shalvis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8XB31NFz9I/AAAAAAAABDA/KdZ29OI8oqs/s1600/instant+temptation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8XB31NFz9I/AAAAAAAABDA/KdZ29OI8oqs/s320/instant+temptation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459983288175546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ—the oldest brother of Cam and Stone—on his expedition of the heart. His destination: Harley Stephens, a blond spitfire TJ's wanted for a long time. Harley, who's recently gotten her degree in wildlife biology, needs TJ's help on a dangerous research trip that may lead to a good job in Colorado, but she won't ask for it. TJ, meanwhile, wants her to stay local and offers her work with his family's wilderness guide company. After TJ lends his support to Harley's expedition, their love for each other builds, but will they be able to make it work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sexual tension is the theme in this little gem of a book! If youve read the prior two books in this trilogy youve met the Wilder boys! And 'Yum' doesnt begin to describe these wild child's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ and Harley have know each other for years! TJ wants...but cant have! lol Harley has been forced to grow up quick...taking care of her younger sister and helping out her parents. Shes geld back a lot in her life but now shes reaching out for what she wants in life...a big job...in a different city. When TJ is thrown into a temporary working relationship with Harley he starts to get hot and bothered by his wanting...a fling starts into a relationship...but will Harley stay and gave up her big dreams in the big city...and what about the unknown person shooting innocent animals on her turf???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED THIS BOOK! I have to say it wasn't my MOST FAV but it was second in the line of all three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give back and forth in this book was amazing! lol Both had sparky personalities yet still oozed sexiness! lol Obviously like all romances both parties tried to fight their love for each other! But ALSO like others  they fail miserably! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ is a man who totally avoids everything "real" in his life....love, failure and responsibility are sorta low on his list of 'To Do's'. But when he gets back around the one gal who awakens the man in him he doenst know what to think. I love these sorta stories...wild boy gone straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is Harley plans on moving if she gets this big shot job in the city and that means leaving her family that she supports and TJ behind. Harley is totally stuck in between a rock and a hard place! Once she finally realizes she cant ignore her feelings for TJ (btw he realizes it WAY before her lol) she finds herself confused about what she really wants. Shes been taking treks with TJ working part him for Wilder Adventures and LOVING IT! So being stuck in an office all day is beginning to not look so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of this story for me is that its so real. Here you have Harley...a girl whos always been in love with a guy thats totally out of her reach (btw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*SPOILER*&lt;/span&gt; he was her first...he used to be wild in high school and drunkingly had sex with her) and she torn because now hes showing interest at the WRONG TIME...then you have TJ...a wild child gone straight. Scared of his strong feeling for the girl hes always looked at in big way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw I forgot to mention...in the background there are some dudes killing animals and getting in the way of Harley working. Not the biggest or most interesting part of the story so I couldve done without that but eh, whatever! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall this was a great finish to the Wilder Brothers Trilogy/ Im really sad to say goodbye to these guys but everything good must come to an end! lol Btw Cam is still my fav! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked TJ Wilder to choose between a warm autumn night in the Sierras or a warm woman, he knew that most people would put money on him taking the woman.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And while that might have been true in his wild, unchecked youth, tonight they’d have been wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not that he didn’t love women. He did. Short or tall. Willowy or curvy. Sweet or hot-as-hell sexy– actually, make that especially hot-as-hell sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years he’d loved plenty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But he loved the Sierras, too. And while it was true that the tall, rugged, remote mountain peaks could be deadly dangerous to both life and limb, the mountains couldn’t break a man’s soul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At least not without permission.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And TJ no longer let anything break him. He didn’t let anything break him or get to him, period. He was cool, calm, and prepared, always. Cam and Stone had long ago accepted this, that as the oldest brother, TJ just knew things, like which direction to go on the mountain, whether on skis or a bike, or in the helicopter. He knew which of their outdoor expedition company clients would be a pain-in-the-ass, and he could sense trouble a mile away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Usually.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, as he walked through Moody’s Bar And Grill after a quick dinner with Cam and Stone, feeling full and surprisingly content for the moment, something plowed into his chest with the force of a cyclone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not something.&lt;br /&gt;Someone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harley Stephens. AKA the one source of trouble that he’d never managed to avoid.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absorbing the impact, he managed to keep them both from tumbling to the floor, and as his brain registered how warm and soft she felt in his arms, she lifted her face, the scent of her filling his head. That’s when something else hit him too, the same inexplicable sense that he always got with her, the deja vu feeling that he’d been here before. Not in the doorway of Moody’s with the fiery Indian summer sun setting behind her and the sound of the dinner crowd behind him, loud and rowdy . . . but having her practically wrapped around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-8561318990416348112?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/8561318990416348112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=8561318990416348112&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8561318990416348112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8561318990416348112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/instant-temptation-jill-shalvis.html' title='Instant Temptation - Jill Shalvis'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8XB31NFz9I/AAAAAAAABDA/KdZ29OI8oqs/s72-c/instant+temptation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-7036156015063507705</id><published>2010-04-12T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:54:24.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Thorn Queen (Dark Swan, Book 2) - Richelle Mead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8MX6aix5LI/AAAAAAAABCo/Do3A6Nf0IWw/s1600/n300222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8MX6aix5LI/AAAAAAAABCo/Do3A6Nf0IWw/s320/n300222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459233465628222642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugenie Markham is a shaman for hire, paid to bind and banish creatures from the Otherworld. But after her last battle, she s also become queen of the Thorn Land. It s hardly an envious life, not with her kingdom in tatters, her love life in chaos, and Eugenie eager to avoid the prophecy about her firstborn destroying mankind. And now young girls are disappearing from the Otherworld, and no one--except Eugenie--seems willing to find out why.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eugenie has spilled plenty of fey blood in her time, but this enemy is shrewd, subtle, and nursing a very personal grudge. And the men in her life aren t making things any easier. Her boyfriend Kiyo is preoccupied with his pregnant ex, and sexy fey king Dorian always poses a dangerous distraction. With or without their help, Eugenie must venture deep into the Otherworld and trust in an unpredictable power she can barely control. Reluctant queen or not, Eugenie has sworn to do her duty--even if it means facing the darkest--and deadliest--side of her nature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Richelle Mead...LOVE THIS WOMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the latest Dark Swan book Eugiene is getting used to being the queen of her own land. Shes totally in between two worlds...not knowing where she fits is a big issue in this book. I love how Eugiene is totally alone yet not alone in her world. It makes for an interestingly deep read once you get past all the hubbub on the exterior! She needs to take care of her land and people yet everyone (but the tempting King Dorian that she once played in the sheets with) wants her to stay away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another this is her lover Kiyo is actually in the midst of having a child with his ex. How Eugiene deals with this at first is remarkable b/c I just dont know what I would do. And actually that gave me a problem in the book. I mean shes GREATLY understanding...even when he would stand her up. And that just bothers me...but in the same sense she knows and is trying and I feel that maybe RM was trying to show us a deeper hurt...and more of a numbness of the situation. REMEMBER she cant have his (or anyone else's kids) b/c she is supposed to have the child that will be like the downfall or something...bad...something bad ya thats it! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the book was a bit slow for me...I enjoy her growing into being a part of her world but the day to day life that was in the first half was a bit boring. Maybe thats why it took me so long to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT this brings me to an interesting part...see girls are getting kidnapped from her world and shes made it a promise to find them and bring the kidnapper down! WELL she ends up getting taken as well...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*SPOILER&lt;/span&gt;* and drugged and raped on a daily basis!!! Will she get away??? Who will get her out...herself...Dorian whos still after her heart...or her preoccupied lover Kiyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all this was a great little book...I think the faults and plus's kinda were evened out...was there too many faults to make me not wanna continue...HECK NO!!!! But it couldve been more polished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- For the Dorian fans...*sigh you wont be disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Snippet of just why I love RM...shes so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I’d never really been like other kids.  I’d had some friends, but compared to theirs, my world had been terribly stark and terribly deadly.  Their dramas and concerns had seemed so petty next to mine, and I could never fully relate.  As an adult now, I still couldn’t really connect to kids because I had no shared experiences to draw on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which made my job today that much more difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Go ahead, Polly,” crooned the girl’s mother, smiling with over-plump lips.  Too much collagen, I suspected.  “Tell her about the ghost.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Polly Hall was 13 but wore enough make-up to rival a 40-year old whore.  She sat slouched against the back of a couch in her family’s perfectly decorated house, chewing gum loudly, looking everywhere but at us.  The more I studied her, the more I decided she probably did have problems.  I suspected they had less to do with supernatural influences and more with having a mother who had named her Polly and let her wear thongs.  It was an unfortunate side effect of Polly’s low-cut jeans that I could see the aforementioned thong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monsters and gentry I tended to send back to the Otherworld, the limbo they lived in.   A ghost like this needed to move on to the land of death.  She disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Hall and Polly stared at me.  Suddenly, in her first show of emotion, the girl leapt up and glared at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“You just killed my best friend!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I opened my mouth to respond and decided nothing I had to say would be adequate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Good heavens, what are you talking about?” exclaimed her mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Polly’s face twisted with anger, her eyes bright with tears.  “Trixie.  She was my best friend.  We told each other everything.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Trixie?” Mrs. Hall and I asked in unison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I can’t believe you did that.  She was so cool.”  Polly’s voice turned a little wistful.  “I just wish we could have gone shopping together, but she couldn’t leave the house.  So I just had to bring her Vogue and Glamour.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I turned to Mrs. Hall.  “My original advice still stands.  Therapy.  Lots of it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Sp3Lhc1iNeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ce4w1JMo59s/s1600-h/3+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 33px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Sp3Lhc1iNeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ce4w1JMo59s/s200/3+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376677305687094754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-7036156015063507705?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/7036156015063507705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=7036156015063507705&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7036156015063507705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7036156015063507705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/thorn-queen-dark-swan-book-2-richelle.html' title='Thorn Queen (Dark Swan, Book 2) - Richelle Mead'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S8MX6aix5LI/AAAAAAAABCo/Do3A6Nf0IWw/s72-c/n300222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-7191001839577062026</id><published>2010-04-08T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:45:31.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Midnight Sins (The Midnight Trilogy Book 2) - Cynthia Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S73cypqpIeI/AAAAAAAABB4/V9ZhY1Ig6z4/s1600/midnight-sins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S73cypqpIeI/AAAAAAAABB4/V9ZhY1Ig6z4/s320/midnight-sins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457761086179189218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd Brooks fights to keep Atlanta safe from a serial killer, an increasingly complex job as he discovers that his city is teeming with demons, vampires and an array of Others. It also doesn't help that smitten with beautiful prime suspect Cara Firon. All the evidence points to Caras guilt, but Todd is certain that she has been set up, even as his colleagues warn that he is being swayed by lust. Cara, meanwhile, turns out to be a powerful sex demon struggling with her own issues of right, wrong and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh...Im beginning to really love this woman. Cynthia Eden is still pretty new to me. Ive only read one other book from her (in this same series) but so far Im giving her nothing but high marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In book two of The Midnight Trilogy we meet Todd Banks. He is partner to our hero in book one (Colin) and has been under wraps about all the paranormal  activity. When murders start and Caras purse is found in a nearby dumpster all fingers start to point her way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...In comes Todd...tall...lean...SEXY AS HECK! Man meat on a stick! BUT a big ol' temper to follow...he suspects Cara is in on the murders and knows something is up when she starts to sweat! Colin knows what she is...A SUCCUBUS! I was uber excited knowing this b/c really Ive only read two different series about Succubus' s! But anyways...so he is totlaly hot for her (b/c her succubus aura) but he cant help but suspect her of murder! When things finally get hot and heavy it comes down to if he believes her or not...AND once he finds out WHAT exactly she is...we wonder if he can handle that hurtle and love Cara! Then their is the murderer...and when he starts to get closer and closer to Cara things start to get ugly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I seriously loved this book. In the first book Colin (a changeling) obviously was aggressive...and in this second book Todd is no exception even though hes human! Todd is a hot freaking cop that follows his intuition. And when it brings him to Cara, I believe its the first time hes thrown for a loop. Hes had other gals before...being sorta a ladies man...BUT with Cara all things change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Cara is a succubus that has taken an oath of celibacy! I KNOW I KNOW...how can she...well succubus go for lust right!???! Well she sings...so she kinda feeds off the people in the crowd. So ya he comes to see her sing and question her! The great thing about this story is that they both try to fight getting involved with each other...Cara tries even harder towards the end. Todd ends up giving up and seeks her out in more ways than one! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One aspect Ive never came across was that Cara could reach into Todd's dreams...CE did this a few times in the book and left you panting at the end of each dream. This book ended up being much more erotic than I anticipated! ;o) You'll love this one! So got check it out! I for one cant wait to continue on my Cynthia Eden journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quote I love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“She was an aberration, she knew it. Not a predator like she should be. Too weak. The demon blood in her body should have made her a perfect hunter.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-7191001839577062026?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/7191001839577062026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=7191001839577062026&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7191001839577062026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7191001839577062026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/midnight-sins-midnight-trilogy-book-2.html' title='Midnight Sins (The Midnight Trilogy Book 2) - Cynthia Eden'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S73cypqpIeI/AAAAAAAABB4/V9ZhY1Ig6z4/s72-c/midnight-sins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-2505529132207263727</id><published>2010-04-06T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:12:27.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Branded by Fire (Psy-Changelings, Book 6) - Nalini Singh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7vbT1lr_EI/AAAAAAAABBo/fOClcOLj82U/s1600/Nalini+Singh+Branded+by+Fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7vbT1lr_EI/AAAAAAAABBo/fOClcOLj82U/s320/Nalini+Singh+Branded+by+Fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457196507338636354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though DarkRiver sentinel Mercy is feeling the pressure to mate, she savagely resists when Riley Kincaid, a lieutenant from the SnowDancer pack, tries to possess her. The problem is not simply that he pushes her buttons; the problem is that he’s a wolf, she’s a cat, and they’re both used to being on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But when a brilliant changeling researcher is kidnapped from DarkRiver territory, Mercy and Riley must work together to track the young man—before his shadowy captors decide he’s no longer useful. Along the way, the two dominants may find that submitting to one another uncovers not just a deadly conspiracy, but a passion so raw that it’ll leave them both branded by fire…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it would be stupid for me to go about this review trying to persuade you to buy into this series...why you ask...welll....b/c most of you already have! And if you havent, well youve probably been living under a rock. Nalini Singh has done nothing but once again amaze me with her writing! She makes you laugh, cry and get all hot and bothered while forcing you to sit at the edge of your seat! This book in no way is an exception!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this book we get more into Mercys storyline...weve all wondered (along with Mercy) if she would ever fall into a mans arms...AND heart. Mercy was beginning to give up all hope in the matter until one day in the woods she runs along her annoyingly yet very handsome fellow changeling Riley. Riley is a part of the SnowDancer pack (you remember his sis is Bree and was once abducted but now is back and mated with ex-Psy Judd). Both are at odds with eachother most the time but once Mercy starts to act like a cat in heat Riley takes control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One problem...Mercy is a dominant cat and doesnt appreciate Riley's acts of possessiveness. But when people (once again) start coming up missing in their territory they are forced together to fix the situation. Will the two be able to get along long enough to find the missing? Will that one day in the woods repeat itself?...I think the question is...when two dominants go head to head...who do YOU think will end up on top?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from Slave to Sensation (book 1...the first book in a series always hold a special place in my heart lol) this was my favorite book in the series! I love that we get changeling with changeling! No Psy lovin (that hasnt already happened) in this book. Which brings me to another thing I love...we always get too see our favorite couples in each book! I love that I still feel connected with the whole pack. And if you think about it NS thought this out well...they are all a part of a pack therefore they should all remain in each book. Afterall they are all a part of one big family. Oh and spoiler...SOMEONE GETS PREGGERS!!! WOOT WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the biggest issue in this book had to (at first) be the issue of "race". I guess you could call it that lol Riley is a wolf and Mercy a cat. Each belong to a different pack therefore if they ever mated the more dominant one would remain and the other would break apart and join the other. The problem is that both are high in ranks in the pack and basically BLEED their loyalties to Lucas and Hawk. So both are not only fighting their feelings for one another but also their feelings towards their pack...who will leave their pack??? READ AND FIND OUT! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I must mention is the MAJOR plot with the Psy/Human/Changeling etc...boy is that story building! I honestly get a bit confused at times about who is doing what but mostly im all there! lol I love how NS has built this world...nto only built this world but built in in war times! Its beining to sound like its gonna be every race fro themselves! I cant wait to see what happens next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing. Hawk and Riley are very close. They grew up together and now Hawk is Rileys leader...well so they were talking about Riley and his need for Mercy and Hawks need came into view...he has a dang thing for Sienna! I mean I THOUGHT he did but this book totally outted it fro us and now Im all itchy to see whats gonna happen! Sienna had to get away from the pack so shes staying with Lucas and Sascha for now...BUT it looks like by the end of the book her and another kitty cat are getting pretty close. Man Hawks book is gonna be GOOOOOD! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this snippet is when Riley and Mercy FIRST get together in the beginning of the book! Ohhhhh its a hawt one! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I’ll give you one thing,” he said, crouching opposite her as they circled each other. “You know how to move…kitty.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adrenaline shot through her, a hot, liquid fire. “Better than a jumped-up sheepdog anyway.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She didn’t even see it coming. One moment she was about to slash his face—okay, so she would’ve just scratched him, it wasn’t like this was a fight to the death—and the next, she was flat on her back with her wrists slammed to the earth, gripped in one strong fist.&lt;br /&gt;“Ooomph.” All the air rushed out of her as Riley’s lower body crushed hers to the ground. The bastard was heavy, pure muscle over solid bone.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yield.” His nose was almost touching hers.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You wish.” She smirked into chocolate-dark eyes. “Come closer.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“So you can bite me?” A flash of teeth. “First you yield. Then I’ll come closer.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not on your life.” If she yielded, she’d be acknowledging his dominance, at least for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Then I guess I’ve have to make you.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Try it.” Smiling, she went for his throat and almost had him, when—using a move that was all sorts of illegal—he flipped her again so her front pressed into the leaf-laden ground, her wrists still locked in his iron grip and pinned above her head.&lt;br /&gt; “Cheater.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So says the woman who tried to kick my balls into my throat,” he pointed out, even as he licked the salt off  the skin of her neck in a lazy and highly provocative move.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going to kill you.” It was more hiss than sound.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He bit her.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the soft, sensitive place between neck and shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She felt her entire body shiver from the inside out at the blatant show of dominance.&lt;br /&gt;“Stop it.” It came out husky, nothing like the rejection she wanted it to be.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He took his mouth from her.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve pinned you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“That’s wolf shit. I’m a cat.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re still trapped under me.” He nuzzled at her throat. “And you smell all hot and wet and ready.” His voice was dropping, going wolf on her.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found herself raising her body against him without realizing it, her bottom rubbing, enticing, inviting. “You tell anyone, I’ll carve out your heart.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Talking’s not what I’m interested in right now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-2505529132207263727?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/2505529132207263727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=2505529132207263727&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2505529132207263727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/2505529132207263727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/04/branded-by-fire-psy-changelings-book-6.html' title='Branded by Fire (Psy-Changelings, Book 6) - Nalini Singh'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7vbT1lr_EI/AAAAAAAABBo/fOClcOLj82U/s72-c/Nalini+Singh+Branded+by+Fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5335442703064668214</id><published>2010-03-31T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:36:11.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Kate's Crew - Jayne Rylon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7NixUgYdFI/AAAAAAAABBg/lKtOZm77YOw/s1600/katescrewweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7NixUgYdFI/AAAAAAAABBg/lKtOZm77YOw/s320/katescrewweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454812173133444178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing’s sexier than a man, or five, with power tools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sultry summer heat has nothing on the five-man crew renovating the house next door. No one could blame Kate for leaning out the window for a better view of the manscape. The nasty fall that follows isn’t part of her fantasy—but the man who saves her from splattering the sidewalk is definitely the star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Mike personally attends to her injuries, she realizes her white knight in a hard hat has a tender side, giving her no choice but to surrender to the lust that’s been arcing between them since day one. In the aftermath of the best sex of her life, she whispers her most secret desire: to be ravaged by his crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She never expected Mike would dare her to take what she wants—or that the freedom to make her most decadent desires come true could be the foundation for something lasting…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this one will be a quicky...kinda like this book! lol It really took me one hour to read it! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kate friends 5 guys remodeling a house next door to her. One guy in particular has taking a liking to her and when she falls out of her window trying to check out the man meat next door he tends to her wounds himself! ;o) She quickly finds herself in the middle of a boys gone wild show leaving her yearning for way more than what she expected to get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...I commend ANYONE who a) Can write and get published &amp;amp; b) Can read books that don't pull at your heart strings b/c I cant do either! lol This book (to me) was too unconnected and smutty for my taste...ok youre saying "well duh Monroe its Erotica...come on 5 dudes and one chick...what did you think was gonna happen"? BUT let me remind you that just b/c its wild and crazy doesnt meant that the author cant lure us in with some great romance. Look at what Maya Banks did with Colters Woman...she still managed to show a great bond between all the lovers...it was HOT SEXY and STILL LOVING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this book you get thrown into a mixture of basically lust and not so much love. Some may not mind that HOWEVER I DO! I need to feel connected with SOMEONE!!! Mike and Kate meet and kinda fall for each other but you never really felt a connection other than lust. Then she get with his crew and the crew gets with each other (which btw was my first m/m I had ever read lol). Idk it was a bit too much for me and I like to think Im opened minded in my books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing...in sex scenes I hate when authors are too wordy. Sometimes saying less is more...like using the word labia cracks me up! lol dumb it down...it works better for me! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so ill break it down for you like this...if you are looking for something hot and lustful BUT without any connection to romance this one would be for you...otherwise skip over this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh PS I do love the cover though! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SiFTA91B11I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-TIuQ2ab5uw/s1600-h/1.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 49px; height: 37px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SiFTA91B11I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-TIuQ2ab5uw/s320/1.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341641909100205906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5335442703064668214?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5335442703064668214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5335442703064668214&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5335442703064668214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5335442703064668214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/kates-crew-jayne-rylon.html' title='Kate&apos;s Crew - Jayne Rylon'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7NixUgYdFI/AAAAAAAABBg/lKtOZm77YOw/s72-c/katescrewweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1648878940694586431</id><published>2010-03-29T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T08:23:10.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Almost Heaven - Judith McNaught</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6tY9f3m5YI/AAAAAAAABBA/lsT5_ZAr4xs/s1600/DSC01134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6tY9f3m5YI/AAAAAAAABBA/lsT5_ZAr4xs/s320/DSC01134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452549587412116866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ELIZABETH CAMERON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Countess of Havenhurst possessed a rare gentleness and fierce courage to match her exquisite beauty. But her reputation is shattered when she is discovered in the arms of Ian Thornton, a notorious gambler and social outcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;IAN THORNTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A dangerously handsome man of secret wealth and mysterious lineage, his voyage to Elizabeth's heart is fraught with intrigue, scandal, and a venomous revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Destined for each other, yet wary of each other's motives, Elizabeth and Ian engage in a dance of suspicion and passion that tests the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very soul of their star-crossed love. As a twisting path of secrets takes them from London's drawing rooms to the mysterious Scottish Highlands, Elizabeth must learn the truth: is Ian merely a ruthless fortune hunter at heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A BOOK! Ian meets the sweet and innocent Elizabeth Cameron at her first time coming into court. Elizabeth needs to find a husband to help save her very much in debt family…Ian needs to seduce Elizabeth at first site. But later, at a weekend getaway, when the two fall into each others arms they get more than they bargained for…love. Ian doesn’t know what hit him and Elizabeth…well how is she going to explain to her FIANCE that she’s just been found in the arms of another man?!?! After broken engagement…a few broken hearts…and years later they are faced once again by some extreme odds. Will that flame spark between the two again…or will the hatred of two broken hearts keep them apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this was a GREAT book so Im gonna give a small run through without TOTALLY giving things away so it makes you wanna read it! ;op~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets begin by talking about why Elizabeth is forced into marriage a few times in this book. B/c really it is the root of the problems that arise…first off her parents are dead. BUT of course they left behind all sorts of gambling debts. So Elizabeth’s half brother Roberts try’s to talk her into marrying to save the household. Elizabeth is extremely beautiful so it shouldn’t be a hard task…in fact she had about 15 offers within only a few short week! But once she goes to a weekend at a questionable womans house she meets Ian and things fly right out the door. Of course she tries to keep her head on straight but when Ian pushes and pushes she falls under his spell. I love how innocent Elizabeth is in this book. At one point (way later) she talks about how babies are made…you lay in bed and kiss! Lol LOVE IT! Ok anyways like I said before they get caught together and Elizabeth is ruined…looses her fiancé (that Ian didn’t know about) and goes back home broken hearted. But so does Ian! He confessed his love to her! Which was quick but very strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention there’s a duel??? Oh yes a duel!! Its between Robert and Ian!!! I wont tell you how that plays out but its pretty amusing! ;op&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok years later a still ruined Elizabeth is alone…her brother has abandoned her and now her uncle is forcing her to marry. He calls upon all her old callers and Ian gets thrown into the mix once again! Basically her uncle is trying to now sell her to the highest bidder and Elizabeth constructs a plan with an old friend (Alexandra from Something Wonderful) to sabotage all her callers! When she finally gets to Ian hes furious and hates the bare site of her. But under that hot gaze of his she starts to feel the spark that once lit her on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go through the mating dance (man I read too many paranormals lol) and start back on the track of getting Elizabeth back into society etc…BUT when a unsuspecting Robert shows back up one step away from his death bed Elizabeth is forced once again to make a decision that will rock everyones world…can she trust Roberts word when he says Ian is the root of all his misfortunes…or is Robert trying to get even?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn between family and love…this book was a gem! I loved every step I took with Elizabeth! She has so many trust issues in this book you would think it would drive you insane but it doesn’t! This girl goes from innocent to knowledge in less than 300 pages! I love in JM’s books that the characters ALWAY grows so much! Both Ian and Elizabeth learn lessons…I laughed (a lot) I cried (ok I got teary) and I got HOT HOT HOT! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GET IT!!! You will be glad you did! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Additional note***&lt;br /&gt;lol ok ok THIS is the new cover...I dont want ANYONE passing this book up! ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7DFqTUKI1I/AAAAAAAABBQ/QYCtcgc8xFk/s1600/almost-heaven-judith-mcnaught-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S7DFqTUKI1I/AAAAAAAABBQ/QYCtcgc8xFk/s200/almost-heaven-judith-mcnaught-paperback-cover-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454076479275672402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1648878940694586431?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1648878940694586431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1648878940694586431&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1648878940694586431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1648878940694586431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/almost-heaven-judith-mcnaught.html' title='Almost Heaven - Judith McNaught'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6tY9f3m5YI/AAAAAAAABBA/lsT5_ZAr4xs/s72-c/DSC01134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1875095810973156048</id><published>2010-03-23T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:53:41.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Sizzle - Jennifer Crusie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6lpyxL6zBI/AAAAAAAABAI/jWJHGei5-zI/s1600-h/Jennifer+Crusie+Sizzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6lpyxL6zBI/AAAAAAAABAI/jWJHGei5-zI/s320/Jennifer+Crusie+Sizzle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452005144826399762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily is an advertising executive who is marketing the perfume Sizzle. Richard is the number cruncher who has to keep Emily within her budget.When Emily and Richard get together they are so hot they sizzle. The problem is, Richard has selective hearing. When Emily decides to fight for her love by curing his deafness things really reach boiling point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys...being JC's new book came out this month I had to go back to where it all began! WITH SIZZLE! lol This was Jennys first novella to write and while she doesn't totally shun this book she doesn't quite claim it either. Dont believe me...here are her words on the book! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT ASK FOR A SIZZLE REPRINT. That damn book is following me around the way early porn films follow actresses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I dont feel as strongly apposed to this story as Ms. Crusie I have to say there were so flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is stated pretty plain and simple...Emily is a marketing agent for some perfume called Sizzle. Emily has a tendency to go over budget therefore her boss assigned her a partner (in comes sexy hotshot Richard) to aid in her problem areas. And boy does she have some areas that need attention ;o) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the get go Emily isnt to excited to have a partner, especially one that acts as a parent to her and never listens. BUT the bigger issue is Emily is wildly attracted to Richard. And as you start to see Richard cant seem to keep his mind on work. The two start to get things rolling but Emily notices a problem...Richard never seems to listen. At work OR in bed. He makes all of Emilys decisions and actually seems to not even notice her talking at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically this short story is about Emily getting Richard to listen up so they can be equals in their relationship...that quickly turns to an engagement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights~&lt;br /&gt;Like all of JC's books her heroine is strong willed, sexy and smart. You always seem to laugh at the wittiness of  JC's characters and just b/c this is her first go doesnt mean your let down! The story was short - yes but you get the idea of the problem and everything pretty much gets summed up by the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low Points~&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand b/c this is such a short story you felt quite rushed at times. You know the H/H falling in love SO quickly and then turning engaged! Now I understand in the world of novellas this is totally common but I wouldve rather them just stayed in their relationship. Maybe it wouldve felt a bit more believable. Another issue was you never got into the heros head. You were in Emilys POV the entire time so to me that kept me a bit disconnected from Richards character. My last issue was (and this is nit picky) that the plot was a bit of a stretch! I mean the issue was a man that didnt pay attention to his woman. Not the normal guy "not paying attention" I mean to him Emily was talking and looking at him and he was dead to the world...and the way she supposedly "fixed" the problem...well I didnt see how that worked but I guess in their world it did! lol But afterall it is fiction...what more could I ask for right?!?! ;o) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now dont get me wrong...just b/c my low points were longer than my highs doesnt mean this wasnt a good book. It was very Jenny Crusie-ish lol Her typical stuff I guess just not NEARLY as developed as normal. If you get a chance to get your grubby little hands on this one keep it b/c its a hard one to find! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Sp3Lhc1iNeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ce4w1JMo59s/s1600-h/3+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 33px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Sp3Lhc1iNeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ce4w1JMo59s/s200/3+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376677305687094754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-1875095810973156048?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/1875095810973156048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=1875095810973156048&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1875095810973156048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/1875095810973156048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/sizzle-jennifer-crusie.html' title='Sizzle - Jennifer Crusie'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6lpyxL6zBI/AAAAAAAABAI/jWJHGei5-zI/s72-c/Jennifer+Crusie+Sizzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8683740672487948790</id><published>2010-03-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T06:20:42.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Update on some more recent buys! Some are pre-orders some arent! :o) Either way...YAY NEW BOOKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Succubus-Shadows-Georgina-Kincaid-Book/dp/0758232004/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1268917707&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Succubus Shadows (Georgina Kincaid, Book 5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="ptBrand"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Richelle-Mead/e/B001IGUOAQ/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1268917707&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Richelle Mead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6IlpxyOCgI/AAAAAAAAA_w/WCfkRjTK5ZY/s1600-h/SS-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6IlpxyOCgI/AAAAAAAAA_w/WCfkRjTK5ZY/s320/SS-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449959898740558338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgina Kincaid has formidable powers. Immortality, seduction, shape-shifting into any human form she desires, walking in heels that would cripple mere mortals--all child's play to a succubus like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping to plan her ex-boyfriend's wedding is a different story. Georgina isn't sure which is worse--that Seth is marrying another woman, or that Georgina has to run all over Seattle trying on bridesmaid dresses. Still, there are distractions. Georgina's roommate, Roman, is cluttering her apartment with sexual tension. Then there's Simone, the new succubus in town, who's intent on corrupting Seth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Silver-Borne-Mercy-Thompson-Book/dp/044101819X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1268917854&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Silver Borne (Mercy Thompson, Book 5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ptBrand"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Briggs/e/B001H6OILS/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1268917854&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Patricia Briggs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6ImhDpAKfI/AAAAAAAAA_4/c7bYLvYzXKY/s1600-h/silver-borne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6ImhDpAKfI/AAAAAAAAA_4/c7bYLvYzXKY/s320/silver-borne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449960848426543602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mechanic and shapeshifter Mercy Thompson attempts to return a powerful Fae book she'd previously borrowed in an act of desperation, she finds the bookstore locked up and closed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the book contains secret knowledge-and the Fae will do just about anything to keep it out of the wrong hands. And if that doesn't take enough of Mercy's attention, her friend Samuel is struggling with his wolf side-leaving Mercy to cover for him, lest his own father declare Sam's life forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, Mercy has had better days. And if she isn't careful, she might not have many more to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Wild-Ride-Jennifer-Crusie/dp/0312533772/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1268918075&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Wild Ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="ptBrand"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jennifer-Crusie/e/B000APUP3C/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1268918075&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Jennifer Crusie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bob-Mayer/e/B000AQ1SUK/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1268918075&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Bob Mayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6InatCCBII/AAAAAAAABAA/a79tySOoJ78/s1600-h/9780312533779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6InatCCBII/AAAAAAAABAA/a79tySOoJ78/s320/9780312533779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449961838789919874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Alice Brannigan doesn’t believe in the supernatural. Nor does she expect to find that Dreamland, the decaying amusement park she’s been hired to restore, is a prison for the five Untouchables, the most powerful demons in the history of the world. Plus, there’s a guy she’s falling hard for, and there’s something about him that’s not quite right.&lt;br /&gt;But rocky romances and demented demons aren’t the only problems in Dreamland: Mab’s also coping with a crooked politician, a supernatural raven, a secret government agency, an inexperienced sorceress, an unsettling inheritance, and some mind-boggling revelations from her past. As her personal demons wreck her newfound relationship and real demons wreck the park, Mab faces down immortal evil and discovers what everybody who’s ever been to an amusement park knows: The end of the ride is always the wildest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...you excited??? Whatcha think? ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-8683740672487948790?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/8683740672487948790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=8683740672487948790&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8683740672487948790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8683740672487948790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-way_18.html' title='By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S6IlpxyOCgI/AAAAAAAAA_w/WCfkRjTK5ZY/s72-c/SS-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-357996364341220986</id><published>2010-03-15T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:27:56.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audio Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Historical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Awards'/><title type='text'>Beyond the Highland Mist (Highlander, Book 1) -Karen Marie Moning and Phil Gigante (Audio CD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S547Z-APYyI/AAAAAAAAA_A/rhwlYzpbZV8/s1600-h/n87282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S547Z-APYyI/AAAAAAAAA_A/rhwlYzpbZV8/s320/n87282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448857916491653922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blurb~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AN ALLURING LAIRD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He was known throughout the kingdom as Hawk, legendary predator of the battlefield and the boudoir. No woman could refuse his touch, but no woman ever stirred his heart—until a vengeful fairy tumbled Adrienne de Simone out of modern-day Seattle and into medieval Scotland. Captive in a century not her own, entirely too bold, too outspoken, she was an irresistibly challenge to the sixteenth-century rogue. Coerced into a marriage with Hawk, Adrienne vowed to keep him at arm's length—but his sweet seduction played havoc with her resolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A PRISONER IN TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She had a perfect "no" on her perfect lips for the notorious laird, but Hawk swore she would whisper his name with desire, begging for the passion he longed to ignite in her. Not even the barriers or time and space could keep him from winning her love. Despite her uncertainty about flowing the promptings of her own passionate heart, Adrienne's reservations were no match for Hawk's determination to keep her by his side... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...this was an audio book so MAYBE thats why I my score lacked for this one...ok I'm gonna list this one out b/c in my mind that's the only way I can reason the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;***SPOILERS***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Likes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ive only read ONE time travel book (Time Travelers Wife...my FAV book) and I think it would be hard for it not to be corny...this book WAS NOT corny at all! It was exciting, sexy and intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;- I LOVE two men fighting over one woman! In this book there is a fae (Adam) and Hawk (the laird) fighting over Adrienne's heart. Hawk wants to seduce his wife and win her heart even though shes lusts for Adam (well actually both men). Makes for hot fights! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;- I love that the book has magic in it...obviously their were fae in the book so we get a mystical feel to everything. That's how Adri ended up in the 1500's! ...and how she goes back :'( You get to know the when and why Adri goes from the 1990's to the 1500's and it all ties into the fae! So that was something different...its was like a contemporary (Adrienne) meets historical (Hawk) meets fantasy (Adam) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Dislike~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ok I must say...I was driving to Florida listening to this and if I had to hear "But who are you REALLY" or "I hate beautiful men" one more time I was going to end my life by running into a tree!!! UGH! This was pretty annoying! AND repetitive!!!&lt;br /&gt;- As much as I loved Hawk, Adri was a bit ANNOYING! Her reasoning for SO MANY THINGS was ridiculous! She was "burnt" by her ex lover so she hated beautiful men, she was yes and no about the Hawk situation, she would say ADAMS NAME while getting kinky with Hawk...idk it was a bit frustrating. And not the frustrating of your normal book...liek you want the chick to get over her crap to get with the hero...it was just plain FRUSTRATING!&lt;br /&gt;- The readers voice...omg...at one point he meowed like a cat and I about busted a gut. His girl voice SUCKED and was a tad annoying BUT I will say his guy voice was pretty yummy! lol Overall I just think I wouldve been better off reading it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall I think it was a decent book. My downfall was that I found myself looking at the characters through the readers eyes and not my own. You know you picture your characters a certain way and give them their own "voice" and that was sorta forced on me...it being read to me and all. BUT I will say I enjoyed the story and would continue to look into the rest of the books! :o) Also I loved that I got a book "read" while traveling! Audio books are a pretty cool thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Sp3Lhc1iNeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ce4w1JMo59s/s1600-h/3+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 33px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Sp3Lhc1iNeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ce4w1JMo59s/s200/3+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376677305687094754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ALERT ALERT I GOTTA BLOG AWARD! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S57hVosCy2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/KJTX8_gtYbU/s1600-h/Sugar+Doll+Award+Missy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S57hVosCy2I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/KJTX8_gtYbU/s200/Sugar+Doll+Award+Missy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449040360980532066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I got this lovey award from my bestie Ames over at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://thriftyreader.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Thrifty Reader.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ive gotta give yall 10 things about myself so listen up! ;op~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;1~ I eat mustard on just about anything. I cant help it...Im addicted! I even squirt it on my fingers to eat it! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;2~ Im a bit OCD...I have a numbers issue (even numbers mostly). If I pat my right leg 2x I MUST do it to my left or Im beside myself with anxiety lol...or Ill count my steps or ceiling tiles. It gets tiring but I cant help myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;3~ I was in Colorguard when I was in high school! I loved it and made great friends! BUT the thing I loved the most was the dancing portion of it! I have a very long tall body that allowed me to show lines...I would LOVE to one day take better dancing lessons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;4~ If you ask my if I preferred hugs or kisses I'd say hugs EVERY TIME! I just think they are more intimate and personal. I love giving them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;5~ Ive always thought Id be a good child councilor. Ive kinda went through some stuff growing up and since I had overcame it I have felt the urge to get others through their times. Kids in specifically. Im actually looking into doing just that. Sometimes people just need to be able to talk or have a guiding hand in their life...someone whos been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;6~ Most, if not all my friends are older than me. At first I thought it was b/c my hubby is 5 years older but Ive come to believe its b/c I just dont relate to people my age as much. The 25 year olds I know mostly go out and drink and party...now Im not saying I dont have fun but  just my own. Reading, writing, sewing etc are my ideas of a good time! ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;7~ Im the only American on my Breezing Through blog! lol I got asked last year to join Breezing Through (and I SO love those girls) and I think its just so funny that Im the only American! They are my Canadian Cuties! Love you Ames, Chantal and Nath!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;8~ I am a ridiculously sensitive person! lol I cant help it but I really wear my heart on my sleeves. BUT Im blessed with understanding friends who know when to coddle me or to tell me to suck it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;9~ I love hockey games! I love seeing the fights the best! Seeing raw men ripping at each other and punching and cursing on a huge piece of ice gets me going. Im the one you DONT wanna take to a game b/c when the fights break out Im standing in my chair screaming for my team to kick their butts! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;10~ This is an odd one...I say Thank You and I'm Sorry all the time. I dont even know why. Someone will ask ME to do something and I tell THEM thank you! lol OR Ill apologize for no reason...I dont even know why I do it! lol!!! Its the funniest thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; W&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cecile at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://alliwantandmore.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;All I want and more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mandi at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.smexybooks.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Smexy Books &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Patti at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://sleeplessinneworleans2.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Book Addict&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You girls blogs rock&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; So here you go&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;enjoy&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-357996364341220986?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/357996364341220986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=357996364341220986&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/357996364341220986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/357996364341220986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/beyond-highland-mist-highlander-book-1.html' title='Beyond the Highland Mist (Highlander, Book 1) -Karen Marie Moning and Phil Gigante (Audio CD)'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S547Z-APYyI/AAAAAAAAA_A/rhwlYzpbZV8/s72-c/n87282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-7094492519431053246</id><published>2010-03-12T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:28:37.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Went to my UBS yesterday...heres what I grabbed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Sexy Knitting by: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chrystie Ridgway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5pl4GFu6NI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5h0HjsQeKOs/s1600-h/Dirty+Sexy+Knitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5pl4GFu6NI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5h0HjsQeKOs/s320/Dirty+Sexy+Knitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447778713639774418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malibu &amp;amp; Ewe's owner, Cassandra Riley, is about to turn thirty and wants to celebrate with her knitting club and her newfound half-sisters, Nikki and Juliet, in a big birthday extravaganza. But with Juliet on her honeymoon and Nikki with her fiancé, it seems everyone's paired up-except for Cassandra. Until a series of near-death accidents causes Cassandra to run straight into the arms of the one man she's avoided most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5pmVDxzfdI/AAAAAAAAA-w/3HLj9JFA4yU/s1600-h/How+t+Knit+a+Wild+Bikini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5pmVDxzfdI/AAAAAAAAA-w/3HLj9JFA4yU/s320/How+t+Knit+a+Wild+Bikini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447779211235524050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How to Knit a Wild Bikini by: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christie Ridgway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malibu &amp;amp; Ewe is a knit shop run by Cassandra Riley. There, hip knitters gather every Tuesday for Knitter's Night. Nikki Carmichael is new to knitting and to Malibu, where she is the new personal chef for Jay Hef Junior Buchanan, 32, a dedicated playboy who edits NYFM (Not Your Father's Magazine). Nikki resists his attentions, but opposites attract, and steam rises in the kitchen and in the bedroom. Ridgeway mixes in savory subplots concerning Jay's visiting teen niece Fern and Nikki's friendship with Cassandra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Perfect Kiss by: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christie Ridgway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5pnO-vFmqI/AAAAAAAAA-4/HMGKhNhf1pQ/s1600-h/n117338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5pnO-vFmqI/AAAAAAAAA-4/HMGKhNhf1pQ/s320/n117338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447780206314363554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rory Kincaid, who hails from a decadent family of actors, is intent on being sponsored as the Blue party senate candidate and salvaging his tarnished name. His straightlaced political ambitions are threatened, however, when he meets curvy Jilly Skye, an eccentric but compassionate vintage clothes retailer. Although Jilly's purpose in Rory's life is to sell two generations' worth of his family's memorabilia, the two arrange a sham engagement to make Rory look better in the eyes of his party and to satisfy Jilly's growing attraction to her "desert prince." Despite their spurious relationship, Rory and Jilly must fight their strong attraction to each other in order to save themselves from what they believe would be their downfall--his to scandal and hers to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess you can say I'm gonna be on a Christie Ridgway kick! lol Ive read a few other books by her and found them to be light, fluffy and funny! ;o) So what do yall think of these books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-7094492519431053246?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/7094492519431053246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=7094492519431053246&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7094492519431053246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/7094492519431053246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-way_12.html' title='By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5pl4GFu6NI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5h0HjsQeKOs/s72-c/Dirty+Sexy+Knitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4499079550823032360</id><published>2010-03-10T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:36:00.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Sarah's Child - Linda Howard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5efKydM5kI/AAAAAAAAA-A/pzEiIpEl95Y/s1600-h/sarahschild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5efKydM5kI/AAAAAAAAA-A/pzEiIpEl95Y/s320/sarahschild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446997282019665474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;In a split second they were gone . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tragic accident took everything that mattered to Rome Matthews -- his wife, Diane, and their two little boys. And it robbed Sarah Harper of her best friend. In the two years since the tragedy, Sarah has wanted to reach out to Rome, but she knew she needed to stay away, guarding the secret she had kept from him and Diane all those years -- that she was in love with her best friend's husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But now Rome needs her. And though another woman will hold his heart forever, Sarah agrees to be his wife, knowing that everything has a price, including love. Then something totally unexpected rekindles her hidden hope that a marriage of convenience will become a union of love. Will Rome keep fighting his own growing need for a woman who dares him to believe there are second chances in life . . . or will he give in to the healing power of love and miracles? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright…Ill begin with saying I gobbled this book up in one full day! Start to finish baby…it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah fell for Rome the minute she seen him years ago when both were right out of college…problem was Rome fell for Sarah’s best friend Diane. Rome and Diane lived happily ever after…until one day taking their kids out Diane and both boys get struck by a drunk driver and die. About a year later while cleaning out the house to sell Rome calls Sarah to go through some of Diane’s stuff…Diane and Sarah were more sisters than friends so the fact she loved…yes LOVED Rome was a terrible secret to have to keep. But she did none the less. Once faced with Rome again all those old time feelings came back. What she didn’t expect was that her feelings were reciprocated! As both struggle with this new found relationship we get to see many many emotions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to do spoilers for this book…EXCEPT THIS ONE…Rome ends up (within the first quarter of the book) asking Sarah to marry him! He felt it was his duty to take care of Sarah b/c she meant SO MUCH to his dead wife. I tell you this b/c this book is SO MUCH MORE than about him asking her. It digs a lot deeper into the lives…the SOULS of these characters! This book is about moving on with your life even when you want to curl up and die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just recommend you to read this. I’ve read a ton of reviews putting this book down. I think it takes a good author to portray a new love while keeping the love of a deceased still in the hearts of the characters. LH did a wonderful job so here is a great little snippet to dampen your pallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sarah Harper," she said briskly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sarah, this is Rome," a deep voice said by way of identification.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her heart gave a jump and hung in her throat. She didn't need to hear his name to know who was on the other end of the line. She knew his voice as well as she knew her own, and the clipped accent t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hat hadn't softened despite years in the south would always give him away. But she swallowed the lump, straightened her spine, and pretended this was just another business call. "Yes, Mr. Matthews?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He made an impatient sound. "Damn it, don't call me that! It's all right in the office, but this...this isn't business."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah swallowed again, but she couldn't say anything. Had she conjured him up? Had thinking about him produced this call? After all, it had been months since he'd said anything to her other than a polite "good morning" whenever he came into the office to talk to Mr. Graham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sarah?" He was really impatient now, and his rising ire was revealed in the wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y he barked her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes. I'm still here," she managed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm sellin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;g the house," he said abruptly. "I'm boxing up Diane's things...and the boys'.... I'm going to give them all to the Salvation Army. But I found a box of things that Diane had kept from high school, stuff that the two of you did together, pictures, and I thought you'd like to go through it. If you want any of it, you can have it. If not...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He didn't finish the sentence, but she knew. If not, then he'd burn it. He'd take all of those memories and destroy them. She winced inside at the thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes," she said hoarsely, forcing the word out. "Yes, I want it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm about to leave now, to go to the house and finish packing. You can get the box anytime tonight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll be there. Thank you," she whispered, and he hung up, leaving her with the phone still pressed to her ear and the dial tone buzzing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her hand was sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;king as she replaced the receiver, and suddenly she noticed that she was no longer sitting. At some point during the conversation, tension had propelled her to her feet. Quickly she leaned down to get her purse from the lower drawer of the desk, then locked the desk and turned out the lights, locking the door behind her as she left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It wasn't only her hand that was shaking; her entire body was quivering. Talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; with Rome always did that to her. Even after years of training herself not to think about him, of not allowing herself to even dream about him, just hearing his voice had the power to reduce her to jelly. Working for the same company was bad enough; she'd even transferred to a different department so she wouldn't see him as often, but that had eventually backfired on her: He'd been promoted steadily through the ranks and was now one of the corporate vice presidents. Her position as secretary to the senior vice president threw her constantly into contact with him; the only salvation she'd had was that his attitude toward her was strictly business, and she'd forced herself to treat him in the same manner. What else could she do, when she'd been foolish enough to fall in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love with her best friend's husband?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***BTW***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5kLOI1qqpI/AAAAAAAAA-I/pf5J5Q6EaJY/s1600-h/827824666m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5kLOI1qqpI/AAAAAAAAA-I/pf5J5Q6EaJY/s200/827824666m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447397561799977618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year I go to a spa day with my best friend from Florida! This is our weekend and I cant wait! Yall know I'm a Florida girl so what better place in the panhandle to go for a spa day than DESTIN!!! 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Its my very first one and Im double excited b/c it’s a brand new author Ill be read…LISTENEING to! Lol Have yall read Beyond the Highland Mist by Karen Marie Moning? How is it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blurb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5kMPV-kCfI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/-jdAL5DNCXA/s1600-h/513X4005DWL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5kMPV-kCfI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/-jdAL5DNCXA/s200/513X4005DWL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447398682018449906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AN ALLURING LAIRD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He was known throughout the kingdom as Hawk, legendary predator of the battlefield and the boudoir. No woman could refuse his touch, but no woman ever stirred his heart—until a vengeful fairy tumbled Adrienne de Simone out of modern-day Seattle and into medieval Scotland. Captive in a century not her own, entirely too bold, too outspoken, she was an irresistibly challenge to the sixteenth-century rogue. Coerced into a marriage with Hawk, Adrienne vowed to keep him at arm's length—but his sweet seduction played havoc with her resolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A PRISONER IN TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She had a perfect "no" on her perfect lips for the notorious laird, but Hawk swore she would whisper his name with desire, begging for the passion he longed to ignite in her. Not even the barriers or time and space could keep him from winning her love. Despite her uncertainty about flowing the promptings of her own passionate heart, Adrienne's reservations were no match for Hawk's determination to keep her by his side... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then well hope to hear from yall soon about the books Ive talked about! ;o) And have a great rest of the week and weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4499079550823032360?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4499079550823032360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4499079550823032360&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4499079550823032360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4499079550823032360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/sarahs-child-linda-howard.html' title='Sarah&apos;s Child - Linda Howard'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5efKydM5kI/AAAAAAAAA-A/pzEiIpEl95Y/s72-c/sarahschild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4865618515197945202</id><published>2010-03-09T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T05:41:46.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Ive been SOOOOO busy lately...between church, the in-laws and trips Ive been going nuts! lol being yall are my besties I wanted to share some great news...years ago I accepted Jesus Christ into my life but had never truly realized the impact it should have had on my life...growing older I have realized this and decided to make my public display of faith my baptism! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5ZP2W2ClyI/AAAAAAAAA94/wJj1Xychixc/s1600-h/26787_1305841579578_1636684803_759119_5395355_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5ZP2W2ClyI/AAAAAAAAA94/wJj1Xychixc/s400/26787_1305841579578_1636684803_759119_5395355_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446628594614966050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just HAD to share! Yay!!! Yall have a great week! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4865618515197945202?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4865618515197945202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4865618515197945202&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4865618515197945202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4865618515197945202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-way.html' title='By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S5ZP2W2ClyI/AAAAAAAAA94/wJj1Xychixc/s72-c/26787_1305841579578_1636684803_759119_5395355_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4692293996328352029</id><published>2010-03-04T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:05:14.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Hostage to Pleasure (Psy-Changelings, Book 5) - Nalini Singh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S4--auXxcfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/KD3wxszxNv0/s1600-h/Hostage+to+Pleasure+-+Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S4--auXxcfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/KD3wxszxNv0/s320/Hostage+to+Pleasure+-+Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444779840847835634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Separated from her son and forced to create a neural implant that will mean the effective enslavement of her psychically gifted race, Ashaya Aleine is the perfect Psy--cool, calm, emotionless...at least on the surface. Inside, she's fighting a desperate battle to save her son and escape the vicious cold of the PsyNet. Yet when escape comes, it leads not to safety, but to the lethal danger of a sniper's embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DarkRiver sniper Dorian Christensen lost his sister to a Psy killer. Though he lacks the changeling ability to shift into animal form, his leopard lives within. And that leopard's rage at the brutal loss is a clawing darkness that hungers for vengeance. Falling for a Psy has never been on Dorian's agenda. But charged with protecting Ashaya and her son, he discovers that passion has a way of changing the rules... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear…I think this one rates right up there with the first book in the Psy/Changling series!! This book was HOT TO TROT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Dorian a few books back. His sister got tortured and murdered by Enrique, a member of the Psy council. So when Dorian is forced to watch over Ashaya and her son Keenan (aka K-man) after escaping her community tempers flair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashaya lived her entire life trying to keep her son safe from the council. She rarely even seen the boy b/c he was kept caged up (but safe) in exchange for Ashaya’s scientific work. She sets it up to where Dorian and the other cats get K-man out and away. Now safe in the arms of the cats both Ashaya and K-man are on the run from being sought out…not only by the council but Ashayas CrAzEd twin sister. Who will reach them first…the council? Her twin? Or Dorian and his lust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashaya wants to expose the Psy council for the murderers they really are…so you would think her and Dorian would get along right?!?! WRONG! Dorian sees Ashaya as the cold Psy that killed his sister and Ashaya sees Dorian as a treat to her hold on Silence. In the last book Ashaya and Dorian met briefly when she helped get Talin her kids back. With a gun to her head Dorian felt the rage inside…yet couldn’t pull the trigger. This pull back and forth continues into Hostage of Pleasure. The cat in Dorian wants to play yet the man wants to KILL! EPP! So needless to say, there are a ton of fights in which both parties end up getting hurt. Dorian makes it his personal promise to not only break this cold woman before him but to bring her to his bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was great! Its was very real (besides the changelings etc lol). Dealing with the loss of a loved one can hit you big time…and boy do you feel for Dorian in this book! I thought it was super touching how Ashaya was able to reach out of her Psy shell to help him grieve and get over his hurt. In the same aspect Dorian was able to get to Ashayas level of thought about her twin seeking out to kill her. See her sister isn’t right in the noggin ;o) so it didn’t feel right  just thinking they would take her out. Ashaya wanted more than anything to keep her sister safe but at the same time she had to worry about her son K-man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing I didn’t really mention in the last review was how much the larger story was growing. The Psy community is slowly breaking down and everyone is seeing small fractures…places to take advantage. We meet this new secretive human alliance that goes to attack Ashaya! We don’t find out too much but we know they wanted to keep her alive…for what…idk?!?! So that’s pretty exciting to see new people coming into the picture! Will the “weak” humans come out on top of this all out war??? Who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He sat back on his haunches and watched her get back up into a sitting position. Her eyes went to his handiwork. “You’ve had some training.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He bit back the urge to snarl at her frigid tone. The ice of it was a fist around his cock, arousing him against all reason, all sense. “First aid.” He shrugged, stuffed everything back into her pack, then paused. “You need anything from here?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Everything.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Tough.” He did up the straps. “I have to carry you as it is—”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I can—”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Yeah, you can crawl,” he snapped, “but that isn’t going to get me home in time to catch a few z’s.” And nowhere near fast enough to contain the leopard’s enraged attempts at exploding from within his skin. He couldn’t shift, had never been able to. But the cat didn’t know it was trapped. Right now, it wasn’t even sure if it wanted to savage Ashaya or f**k her. “Since I can’t dump you here, I might as well get rid of you as fast as I can.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a deliberate attempt to provoke, but her face, a face that had haunted his dreams for two months, remained expressionless. Two damn months, he thought again. Endless nights of waking in a sweat, frustrated and hard. And angry, so angry. The sole thing that had kept him from going out and hunting her down had been an enraged defiance against a sexual pull that had begun to turn into an obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now here she sat, looking up at him with those eyes that were the wrong color—and that blatant lie only stoked his fury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“You have a lot of antipathy toward me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, what he had was a bad case of lust. But he wasn’t an animal in rut. And his one stupid, drunken mistake in college aside, he didn’t sleep with women who might just freeze his balls off in the night. “I’m going to stash your pack up in the branches. The lynx won’t come near it now that it has my scent on it. Someone can grab it for you tomorrow.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ashaya didn’t argue, knowing she had nothing with which to bargain. “Another debt?” She’d recognized his voice at once as that of the sniper. After all, she’d been hearing it in her dreams for eight long weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Don’t worry. We’ll collect.” With those words, he shrugged into the pack and began climbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She couldn’t believe the way he moved. It was so smooth, it appeared effortless. He was ten times faster than she had been, a hundred times more graceful. If she’d had any doubts as to what he was, they would’ve been wiped away by that display. “Changeling,” she said as he jumped back down. “Cat.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He raised an eyebrow, his eyes a pitiless blue so true—even in this darkness—that she wondered at its existence. “Meow.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something hidden sparked to life in her mind, and she found herself thinking that the sniper was beautiful. Darkness, she’d always cloaked him in darkness, but he was a golden god. “How did you know I was here?” Her breath came in pants as she managed to get to her feet, one hand braced against the tree trunk. Her palm landed on something sticky. Her own blood, she realized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I’m an F-Psy.” A mocking answer. “You’re going to have to ride on my back. Try not to stab me while you’re at it.” He came to her, turned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The instant she put her hands on his shoulders, she froze. She hadn’t had this much close contact with another being for longer than she could remember. Even with Keenan, she’d kept her distance, aware that only Silent coldness would keep him safe. But there was no point of comparison between her weakness where Keenan was concerned and this changeling who seemed to despise her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yet who fascinated her on a level it was madness to even consider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Mercys book and I know she gets with a wolf so Im pretty pumped! Look for that review within the next month…I could seriously eat these books UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4692293996328352029?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4692293996328352029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4692293996328352029&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4692293996328352029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4692293996328352029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/hostage-to-pleasure-psy-changelings.html' title='Hostage to Pleasure (Psy-Changelings, Book 5) - Nalini Singh'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S4--auXxcfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/KD3wxszxNv0/s72-c/Hostage+to+Pleasure+-+Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-3065660489805267993</id><published>2010-03-02T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:35:19.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Cinderella Deal - Jennifer Crusie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S40Nb9k5ZKI/AAAAAAAAA84/zz_WtDyHRX4/s1600-h/51KHoDNLdbL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S40Nb9k5ZKI/AAAAAAAAA84/zz_WtDyHRX4/s320/51KHoDNLdbL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444022298597745826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy Flattery is an incorrigible free spirit with a soft spot for strays and a weakness for a good story and a bit of adventure. Why else would she agree to the outrageous deal offered by her button-down, workaholic neighbor Linc Blaise? The history professor is desperately in need of a fiancée to capture a dream job at a local college—and Daisy is up for the challenge. But something funny happens on their way to the altar that breaks all the rules and changes the game. Falling in love was never part of the bargain. Their little charade has taken in everyone—including themselves. Now with the proverbial midnight hour approaching will the fairytale finally be over or will opposites not just attract but live happily ever after?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit…this is a typical Jenny Crusie book…quirky yet lovable character falls for uptight and snooty counter part! Lol BUT BUT BUT it totally works! JC NEVER gets old to me and in this little gem she shines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linc (like I said) is a bit snooty and uptight. He has lied to a potential employer about his marital status to get a teaching job at a college! Linc is frantically trying to think of just the right woman to pose as his wife…in walks Daisy. Daisy is Lincs erratic upstairs neighbor whos recently quit her job to peruse painting! When Daisy sees this as an opportunity to get the rent paid she jumps on board with Linc and his charade! Little did both know that a bit of each other ends up rubbing off and they find themselves dealing with a love that runs deeper than any façade. What happens when time runs out on their Cinderella Deal??? Will the shoe fit or will all be forgotten at the stroke of midnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was such an adorable book! Ok so like you read above Daisy decides to take Linc up on his offer. So they go down to the college, introduce her to everyone and he gets the gig! Great right…WRONG! After he gets the job and moves they both sorta start to miss each others company. They fought constantly but it only made them bend to each others different ways. Well so when people start to ask around where his wife is he starts to question if he should make the jump to REALLY marry her…WHICH HE DOES! Lol I just knew this was a recipe for disaster b/c how would you marry someone for a year then split without a thought…well you don’t! The story quickly turns into Daisy and Linc not only falling in love with the town and its people but with each other! :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love books where opposites attract and this one is a prime example. Linc and Daisy made such a funny couple! Linc is very traditional and plain so when that meets up with Daisys wild and outrages personality things go haywire! From the wedding planning, the in-laws and the animals this book was a wild little ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav part~ Daisy being the artist she is decides to “redecorate” their house…well when Linc gets home he sees all this holey furniture and crazy colors. He TOTALLY flips hurting Daisys feelings. This is a great overall example of the book b/c once he realizes how hes hurt Daisy (by seeing what those things meant to her) he made amends. He learned to think outside the box and see beauty where it truly is…from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy crawls her way into his heart in more ways than one. She takes care of his sick mother, and him when hes sick, his students come over to help her around the house or to just hang out, and she even gets to be close friends with the deans wife! By the end of the book she starts to be who she thinks everyone else wants her to be but Linc shows her he loves her how she is! :o) This book warmed my heart but also made me laugh (like JC always does)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Snippet is Linc describing Daisy! LOL!!!! It’s the beginning of chapter one and it totally cracked me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The storm raged dark outside, the light in the hallway flickered, and Lincoln Blaise cast a broad shadow over the mailboxes, but it didn’t matter. He knew by heart what the card on the box above his said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daisy Flattery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apartment 1B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stories Told, Ideas Illminated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unreal but Not Untrue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linc frowned at the card, positive it didn’t belong on a mailbox in the dignified old house he shared with three other tenants. That was why he’d rented the apartment in the first place: it had dignity. Linc liked dignity the way he liked calm and control and quiet. It had taken him a long time to get all of those things into his life and into one apartment. Then he’d met his downstairs neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His frown deepened as he remembered the first time he’d seen Daisy Flattery in the flesh, practically hissing at him as he shooed a cat away from his rebuilt black Porsche, her dark, frizzy hair crackling around her face like lightning. Later sightings hadn’t improved his first impression, and the memory of them didn’t improve his mood now. She wore long dresses in electric colors, and since she was tall, they were very long, and she was always scowling at him, her heavy brows drawn together under that dumb blue velvet hat she wore pulled down around her ears even in the summer. She looked like somebody from Little House on the Prairie on acid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Ok go get the book! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-3065660489805267993?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/3065660489805267993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=3065660489805267993&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3065660489805267993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3065660489805267993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/cinderella-deal-jennifer-crusie.html' title='The Cinderella Deal - Jennifer Crusie'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S40Nb9k5ZKI/AAAAAAAAA84/zz_WtDyHRX4/s72-c/51KHoDNLdbL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-4455218425524324229</id><published>2010-02-23T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:27:34.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Covet (Fallen Angels, Book 1) - JR Ward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S4QZ3cSmmbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/VWW7sza3sWQ/s1600-h/n309958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S4QZ3cSmmbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/VWW7sza3sWQ/s320/n309958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441502690048121266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Redemption isn’t a word Jim Heron knows much about—his specialty, both personally and professionally, is revenge, and to him, sin is all relative. But everything changes when he becomes a fallen angel and is charged with saving the souls of seven people from the seven deadly sins. His weapon: the power of love. His enemy: the darkest of evil. And failure is not an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vincent Di Pietro has surrendered himself to his business—until fate intervenes in the form of a tough-talking, Harley-riding, self-professed savior, and a woman who will make him question his destiny. With an ancient evil ready to claim him, Vin has to work with a fallen angel not only to win his beloved over…but to redeem his very soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPOILERS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say...not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY adore JR Ward so dont get me wrong. I think she is an awesome writer! I LOVE my Brother books to pieces and run out and buy them as soon as they come out. Unfortunately this start of the fallen angels series has seriously come up short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim get chosen to fight evil by helping people make the right decisions in their lives. Sounds pretty solid right?!?! Well he soon meets his first "client" Vin. Vin is with this slut that you later find out is a demon. She has latched her claws into the man and it is Jims job to help him see that shes not the one for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cool thing would be that we get to see a character from the Brother books...Marie-Threse. She used to work at Zero Sum but now works at the Iron Mask. Obviously shes a prostitute BUT the big story is she isnt who she says she is. She used to be married to this mobster type guy who ended up kidnapping her son and running away. She finally gets him back but is still struggling to make ends meet (hence prostitution).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jim and Vin come into the club one night Vin totally falls head first for MT and decides shes the woman he wants. Btw other things have happened by now that lead Vin to believe he would be making a HUGE mistake by marrying his demon slut. ANYWAYS...MT doesn't want much to do with the guy at first until he saves her from two punks at the club. Bigger problems arise when people start getting murdered and they all seem to link back to MT and Vin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim buddies with some fallen angles to help fight off the demon slut and fix Vin and MT together...blah blah the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I hate to be like this...I really dont know what my problem was reading this...first off it took me like a week to read it. That right there tells me that theres a problem. It wasnt keeping my interest. It also kinda cracked me up that Vin and MT were SO Pretty Woman in this book...Vin being rich going after a ho etc! lol The gist of the story was plausible but to me it just wasn't enough. I liked they threw in some side characters (the fallen angles) but it all just felt so half way to me. Their were parts I eventually started skimming and felt like I ended up not caring for Vin and MT's relationship. Also their ending sorta dropped off for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...unfortunately this one is probably gonna fall off my radar. Ill stick with my BDB books (Yay JM's book is coming up) and be a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S002j0dgYAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/fSe9QqDp0UI/s1600-h/2+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 66px; height: 31px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S002j0dgYAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/fSe9QqDp0UI/s320/2+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426053115057037314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-4455218425524324229?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/4455218425524324229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=4455218425524324229&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4455218425524324229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/4455218425524324229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/02/covet-fallen-angels-book-1-jr-ward.html' title='Covet (Fallen Angels, Book 1) - JR Ward'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S4QZ3cSmmbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/VWW7sza3sWQ/s72-c/n309958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8596394198180413757</id><published>2010-02-20T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:09:13.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>By The Way...</title><content type='html'>Check this out!!! :o)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionvixen.com/"&gt; Fiction Vixen Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;posted my love story!!! Thanks again Fiction Vixen for the chance to get my story out there! YOU ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold;" class="art-PostHeader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionvixen.com/2010/02/monroes-story-love-with-twist.html"&gt;Monroe’s Story: Love With A Twist?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="Monroe" style="border: 0px none ; margin: 0px 10px 0px 0px; display: inline;" alt="Monroe" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_SEK9yFkKiUM/S143XF0n8vI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ABVALn4UoSw/Monroe%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="200" height="155" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome Monroe from Monroe With A Twist.  She’s sharing her love story today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When I was 20 I was totally DONE with guys. They were crap to me and I was sick and tired of feeling that I tried more than they did. I remember telling a girl at work that I just KNEW that the man for me wasn't in Crestview, Florida...little did I know he was only 30 miles down up the road... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-8596394198180413757?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/8596394198180413757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=8596394198180413757&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8596394198180413757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/8596394198180413757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/02/by-way_20.html' title='By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_SEK9yFkKiUM/S143XF0n8vI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ABVALn4UoSw/s72-c/Monroe%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-5850642733877884164</id><published>2010-02-16T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:35:00.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4) - Nalini Singh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3tVfgs1PjI/AAAAAAAAA8g/wAulvu52FE8/s1600-h/Nalini+Singh+Mine+to+Possess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3tVfgs1PjI/AAAAAAAAA8g/wAulvu52FE8/s320/Nalini+Singh+Mine+to+Possess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439034974822284850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clay Bennett is a powerful DarkRiver sentinel, but he grew up in the slums with his human mother, never knowing his changeling father. As a young boy without the bonds of Pack, he tried to stifle his animal nature. He failed...and committed the most extreme act of violence, killing a man and losing his best friend, Talin, in the bloody aftermath. Everything good in him died the day he was told that she, too, was dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talin McKade barely survived a childhood drenched in bloodshed and terror. Now a new nightmare is stalking her life--the street children she works to protect are disappearing and turning up dead. Determined to keep them safe, she unlocks the darkest secret in her heart and returns to ask the help of the strongest man she knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clay lost Talin once. He will not let her go again, his hunger to possess her, a clawing need born of the leopard within. As they race to save the innocent, Clay and Talin must face the violent truths of their past...or lose everything that ever mattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet ANOTHER wonderful book by NS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our fourth Psy/Changeling book we get Talin and Clay’s story. Talin and clay were childhood friends. Clay tried to protect Talin from everything bad that came her way but one day when things got to rough with her foster dad Clay went over the edge. Ripping and roaring into the man, Clay painted the walls (and Talin) with blood. After Clays arrest Talin basically went comatose. Fearing her best friend was a first for her and she decided to do the unthinkable…fake her death. Years later Clay is still haunted by the ‘ghost’ of his Tally. When things get to be too much Tally decides to re-enter Clays life…but will it have been too long to forgive? And will Tally ever be able to get over her fear of the only man that has ever stuck by her side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If NS wrote the phone book I’d read it…this woman seriously rocks and in this book she doesn’t disappoint. Like I said Clay and Tally have a huge background that left both parties in shambles. So when they first meet again things are a bit awkward. It’s been about 20 some odd years since Tally seen Clay rip into her father and she still hold the fear deep inside her soul. I think the beauty of this story was a rekindling of lost love. Tally had to overcome her fear…she thought her fear came from his beast, but when she looked deep into herself she realized it was the fear of him leaving again that made her stay away all these years. For Clay…him AND his beast always put Tally above everything. He knew he’d never love again so when he had her back into his life he knew he’d never let her go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This posses a few problems…well Tally mentors foster kids for a company called Shine. Lately the kids have been coming up murdered and now the murderer is after Tally! With Clay at her side she knows things will get taken care of BUT what about her even deeper problem…Tally is dying! There are even SOME things a man can’t solve and Clay is beginning to see this. Which death will come first…Tallys stalker/killer or her disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the banter between long lost love/friends I think the side characters were a biggy for me! You get to see Tally interact with the other women in the pack. She always seemed to be on guard with the Psy women but once her intentions where seen things got cleared up. It was warming to see her fitting (for once) into a family that accepted her for who/what she was. The other side character I fell for was her special foster boy that was kidnapped. It was a race for time trying to find the boy but when she did it was as if he was one of her own. Their relationship was a beautiful that mirrored what tally sought as a child. Love and respect. I really hope to hear more about him b/c I know he talked about moving up within the pack etc…so that would be cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talin's hands clamped down on the steering wheel with white-knuckled force. She could feel blood rising to flood her cheeks as her heart thudded in remembered fear. Parts of Orrin, soft and wet things that should have never been exposed to the air, flecking her as she cowered in the corner while Clay-- &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She couldn't think about that, couldn't go there. It was enough that the nightmare images--full of the thick, cloying smell of raw meat gone bad--haunted her sleep night after night. She would not surrender her daytime hours, too. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat trickled down her spine at the sight of the cop cars. Her brain had learned young to associate their presence with violence. Then the door banged open again and she forgot everything and everyone but the man framed by the light inside the bar. He had one boy slung over his shoulder and was dragging another in the same way the blond had. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Clay."&lt;br /&gt;It was a whisper that came out on a dark rush of need, anger, and fear. He'd grown taller, was close to six four. And his body--he had more than fulfilled the promise of raw power that had always been in him. Over that muscular frame, his skin shone a rich, luscious brown with an undertone of gold. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His every move screamed tough male confidence. He didn't even seem to feel the weight of the two boys as he threw them into the pile already in the back of the truck. She imagined the flex of muscle, of power, and shivered...in absolute, unquenchable fear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumping Cory and Jason into the cab, Clay was about to turn to say something to Dorian when he caught an almost-sound on the breeze. His beast went hunting-still, then pounced out with the incredibly fine senses of a leopard, while the man scanned the area with his eyes. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He knew that sound, that female voice. It was that of a dead woman. He didn't care. He had accepted his madness a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;So now he looked, looked and searched. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Tally. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His beast kept growling that she was his and, right this second, he wasn't feeling civilized enough to argue. That would come later, after he had discovered the truth about this ghost. Until then, he would drown in the rush of wild sexuality, in the familiar-yet-not scent of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even her hair was that same unusual shade as Talin's--a deep, tawny gold streaked with chocolate brown. A mane, he'd always called it. Akin to the incredible variations of color in a leopard's fur, something that outsiders often missed. To a fellow leopard, however, those variations were as obvious as spotlights. As was this woman's hair. Beautiful. Thick. Unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Talin," he said softly, surrendering completely to the madness. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her spine stiffened, but at last, she turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the entire world stopped breathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall this book was amazing! NS always seems to give me what I need at that particular moment! I am soon picking up the 5th book b/c I just cant wait any longer! Lol happy reading gals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/Smimp_95L8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/RNnELUqUNEs/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-5850642733877884164?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/5850642733877884164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=5850642733877884164&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5850642733877884164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/5850642733877884164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/02/mine-to-possess-psy-changelings-book-4.html' title='Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4) - Nalini Singh'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3tVfgs1PjI/AAAAAAAAA8g/wAulvu52FE8/s72-c/Nalini+Singh+Mine+to+Possess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-212206670688864618</id><published>2010-02-15T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:46:53.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Angels' Blood (A Guild Hunter Novel, Book 1)  -  Nalini Singh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3m4tG-ip5I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/m4IDixpiVOA/s1600-h/n274706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3m4tG-ip5I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/m4IDixpiVOA/s320/n274706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438581110133139346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vampire hunter Elena Deveraux knows she's the best—but she doesn't know if she's good enough for this job. Hired by the dangerously beautiful Archangel Raphael, a being so lethal that no mortal wants his attention, only one thing is clear—failure is not an option...even if the task is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because this time, it's not a wayward vamp she has to track. It's an archangel gone bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The job will put Elena in the midst of a killing spree like no other…and pull her to the razor's edge of passion. Even if the hunt doesn't destroy her, succumbing to Raphael's seductive touch just may. For when archangels play, mortals break… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Nalini Singh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok heres the deets. Elena is (in simpler terms) a vampire bounty hunter. She kicks ass and takes names! The head honcho/archangel Raphael wants Elena on his side in bringing down a rouge archangel! Elena is deathly afraid of committing to the task. Raphael can make Elena do things...think things...and could easily kill her. YET they are both strangely attracted to each other. Elena tries to keep her distance but Raphael is drawing her in day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this arch angel has basically went cray cray and is feeding and killing everything and everyone in site. From what I understood (b/c at times it could get confusing) hes turned into a vamp and is bat shit crazy! This is a big secret among the world that archangels can turn rouge so the need to find him is dire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going from murder to murder Elena starts the break under the pressure. You learn she has seen lots of death and blood in her life. Shes also been shoved out of her families life. They think of her as total trash and that breaks your heart! Even though she is a tough Guild Hunter she has a weak heart for the casualties. I liked that about Elena...it made her very easy to relate to. Also you get to meet her best friends that are in the Guild. The relationships between the three friends is very easy and fun to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how Raphael was really scared that Elena made him start to "feel". He was beginning to feel that he was starting to break as an archangel and they soon too would have to hunt him down but really it was his love making him feel human. Once he starts taking up for Elena and his feelings are shown past the normal lust Elena falls head over heels in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final showdown was a biggie for me! I was at the edge of my seat with anticipation as to what would happen. And in the end you were holding your breath thinking of what really happened to Elena. I dont want to give ANYTHING away b/c its such an awesome book but lets just say the ending was a surprise to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snippet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raphael came to a standstill. “Do you intend to use that knife?” His words were ice. She felt blood scent the air and realized it was her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking down, she found her hand clenching on the blade of the knife she’d drawn instinctively from the sheath at her ankle. He was forcing her to hurt herself, showing her she was nothing but a toy for him to play with. Instead of fighting, she squeezed harder. “If you want me to do a job for you, fine. But I won’t be manipulated.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“You might be able to control me,” she said, in response to the silent mockery on his face, “but you need me, Elena Deveraux, not one of your little vampire flunkies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m ready to walk away without a backward look, return the deposit you paid the Guild.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“That,” he said, picking up a napkin and wrapping it around her hand, “is not an option.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Startled by the unexpected act, she closed her hand to help slow the bleeding. “Why not?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I want you to do the retrieval.” he responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Relief began to wash through her like the rain she could feel so close. But no, it was his scent, that fresh bite of water. “All I need to start with, is something the vampire wore recently. If you have a general location, even better. If not, I’ll get the Guild’s computer geniuses on tracking public transport and bank records etcetera, while I hunt on the ground.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“You mistake me, Elena. It’s not a vampire I want you to find.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That halted her in her tracks. “You’re looking for a human? Well, I can do it but I really don’t have any advantage over a good private investigator.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Try again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not vampire. Not human. That left…“An angel?” she whispered. “No.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“No,” he agreed and, once again, she felt the cool brush of relief. It lasted until he said, “An archangel.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elena stared at him. “You’re joking.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her stomach curdled at the reference to the Cadre—if Raphael was any example of their lethal power, she never wanted to meet that august body. “Why are you tracking an archangel?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“That, you do not need to know.” His tone was final. “What you do need to know is that if you succeed in finding him, you’ll be rewarded with more money than you can hope to spend in your lifetime.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elena glanced at the bloodstained napkin. “And if I fail?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Don’t fail, Elena.” His eyes were mild but his smile, it spoke of things better not said aloud. “You intrigue me—I’d hate to have to punish you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her mind flashed to that image of the vampire in Times Square, that broken mess that had once been a person…Raphael’s definition of punishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book to me is put on a different plane than the other books by NS. The Psy/Changeling series is among my fav out there but this Guild Hunter book I feel is coming in right behind it. It you are looking for something thats not 100% mushy romance but is drenched with action and excitement this one is for you! Now dont get me wrong...this book was HAWT but it was more of a here and there touch.  Its nice sometimes to have a break from IN YOUR FACE romance isnt it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-212206670688864618?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/212206670688864618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=212206670688864618&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/212206670688864618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/212206670688864618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/02/angels-blood-guild-hunter-novel-book-1.html' title='Angels&apos; Blood (A Guild Hunter Novel, Book 1)  -  Nalini Singh'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3m4tG-ip5I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/m4IDixpiVOA/s72-c/n274706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-665347317108618480</id><published>2010-02-13T19:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:33:41.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh By The Way'/><title type='text'>By The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Valentines Day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3duZK-_OgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/G-I3VJ_mXP4/s1600-h/georgepettycurvypinup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3duZK-_OgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/G-I3VJ_mXP4/s400/georgepettycurvypinup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437936453797493250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to tell all you lovely ladies out there to have a WONDERFUL Valentines Day with your special someone!!! Does anyone have any special plans? What didja get? Flowers...candy...jewelry? Lets hear it! :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-665347317108618480?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/665347317108618480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=665347317108618480&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/665347317108618480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/665347317108618480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/02/by-way.html' title='By The Way...'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3duZK-_OgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/G-I3VJ_mXP4/s72-c/georgepettycurvypinup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-3910252674781167339</id><published>2010-02-09T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:57:46.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Slow Heat - Jill Shalivs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3IauUETawI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ke_CvvRxy4Y/s1600-h/Jill+Shalvis+Slow+Heat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3IauUETawI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ke_CvvRxy4Y/s320/Jill+Shalvis+Slow+Heat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436437083152673538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    After a woman claims she’s pregnant with Wade O’Riley’s love child, Major League Baseball’s most celebrated catcher and ladies’ man is slapped on the wrist by management and ordered to improve his image. His enforcer is the team’s publicist, the tough and sexy Samantha McNead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    When Wade needs a date for a celebrity wedding, Sam steps up to the plate as his “girlfriend.” But given her secret crush on him and that one awkward night a year ago in a stuck elevator with too much scotch, the whole thing is an exercise in sexual tension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Wade is thrilled when the pretense turns into an unexpected night of hot passion. But the next day Sam is back to her cool self. As a catcher, Wade’s used to giving the signals, not struggling to read them. Now, to win the love of his “pretend” girlfriend, he needs a homerun–even it involves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    stealing a few bases…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I LOVE LOVE LOVE Jill Shalivs and her Baseball books are my FAVORITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second story we get into Wade and Sam’s story! We met the two in Double Play as side characters that had a past! I was super excited to see them get their own book b/c let me tell you I believe it was even hotter than the first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is the Heats publicist and Wade is the infamous play boy catcher on the team. The two shared a wild night of passion while stuck in an elevator at a hotel during an away game. Since then both have thought of nothing but the other person…even though they weren’t able to react on their feelings. Now Wade has put himself in a pickle by having Tia (the crazy stalker from the first book) claim to be carrying his BABY! So Sam being who she is steps in to save the day by playing “girlfriend” and making Wade look like a stable man. The problem arises when the fine line of pretend and reality gets blurred. Will the two be able to call it quits after the deadline of a month? Or will they finally give into their true feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved how in this story the h/h already has a past! Like I said they had hot sex in an elevator but after that night avoided each other at all costs. Sam went along with her work as did Wade. At one point in the story Sam tells wade that it took her a year to get over their actions of that night and my little heart squeezed! Wade is TOTALLY scared of commitment! He’s never even attempted but who could blame him. His mother and father both were drunks and never had a true relationship with their son. This bleeds into his life now. Going girl to girl Wade is anything but ready for a relationship. That’s what’s so great b/c it seemed it took the right woman to show him the real man he truly was! Sam was that woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides us getting to see our fav’s from book one we also get a few new side characters that really made the story more dynamic! One of these characters in Tag, Sam’s nephew. Tags father is Jeremy (the baddie from book 1) and hes :trying” to get his life in order by going to rehab. So what does he do? Ship his 10 year old son to Sam to watch for 3 months. It was hard at first for Sam to crack Tag’s harsh exterior but when she realized the hardships he’s faced she soon gets to his level and they find a common ground to walk on. Their relationship warmed my heart! By the end of the book they are really like mother and son! Also Tag and Wade really got along. Wade saw a bit of himself in Tag which helped him to steer him towards being a good boy and straightening his act up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great character was Wades dad John. John was a drunk all Wades life…all the way up until he sought Wade out to seek his help. Wades puts him off for years. Just shoving money at his father seemed to ease the pain inside him but when his father gets serious about changing his life he tells Wade all he wants is him! I loved when John came into the picture! He was funny and interesting. You got to see Wade heal old wounds and grow! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last thing I have to mention would have to be the chemistry between Wade and Sam! I loved their relationship! They banked on it always being pretend when inside they knew there was something more. They could never help themselves when they were around each other! Sam made Wade grown up while Wade loosened Sam up! (No pun intended lol) It was great seeing this small little family start to form between the 4 characters! Sam, Wade, Tag and John are by no means perfect but in each other found a strength that no one could break! :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snib Bit~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“When were you going to tell me they want us to do this boyfriend/girlfriend thing for a whole month?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“You heard?” she asked in surprise. She’d been asked to talk him into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I work with a bunch of women, Sam. They tell all. Is your father’s okay with it?” he asked carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With good reason. Her father was one of the owners of the Heat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Yes,” she said quietly. “My father thinks it’s a good idea.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“So they’re willing to pimp out their princess when it suits them.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ouch. But the answer was yes, a McNead was expected to stick to the pack. She’d known that by the time she could talk in full sentences. “It’s just an illusion.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It’s an entire month.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The reminder made her stomach quiver. An entire month of being his girlfriend. “We’re grown-ups.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Really?” His stark green gaze was more genuine curiosity than sarcasm. “Because we’ve not spent more than two minutes together without snarling at each other.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Well, except for the elevator,” he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Also true, and her stomach executed a double gainer with a twist as the memory flew back, hot and sexy, resurrected by nothing more than the sound of his voice and the sudden sleepy look in his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’d happened last season. The Heat had just lost, bad. The press had been ruthless, and her father had been pissed at her for somehow not being Super Woman. She’d been in desperate need of some alone time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What she’d gotten instead was stuck in an elevator on the way to her hotel room with Wade and a couple little bottles of airplane Scotch, and her pity party for one had turned into a naked party for two. The erotic, alcohol-tinged memories came to her in slow-mo and as always, always, sent her spinning between total and complete humiliation and an even more devastating aching hunger and desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If she could just erase from her memory banks the picture of Wade taking her straight to heaven in under five minutes she would, but the pictures in her brain only seemed to only strengthen with time instead of lessen. "I don’t want to discuss that night.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wade shrugged. No skin off his nose. Hell, he’d probably had lots of nights like that since. She concentrated on the view. Not a hardship. Santa Barbara wasn’t called the American Riviera for nothing, and she watched as they passed four-thousand-foot peaks covered in unique and beautiful chaparral and sandstone outcrops. “So we’re good?” she asked quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wade smiled. It was his professional smile, the one that could melt a woman’s panties at fifty paces and make men wish that they had half his athletic prowess, and it was a charmer. She knew its potency, braced herself for it, and still felt her panties begin to melt. “What the hell.” He stretched out even further, his leg sliding to hers. “We’re good. Girlfriend.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Fake girlfriend,” she corrected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t checked this series out you need to! They are not only hot but very heartwarming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SjhAajDMxXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ffeHOmMrX8k/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also check out our buddy review at &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Breezing Through&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/2010/02/succubi-like-it-hot-by-jill-myles.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Succubi Like It Hot by Jill Myles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-juq4sDKB-o/S3Gd854B4MI/AAAAAAAAEeI/NX88A-QDu8g/s1600-h/47437491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-juq4sDKB-o/S3Gd854B4MI/AAAAAAAAEeI/NX88A-QDu8g/s320/47437491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436299894866436290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOBODY SAID SUCKING WAS EASY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a hot new figure, her dream job as an archaeologist, and two gorgeous boyfriends to scratch her seductive Itch — an angel and a vampire — Jackie Brighton is totally getting the hang of life as a succubus. Then she accidentally knocks the pizza guy unconscious with her touch. Great — she's cursed. After striking a deal to get the curse lifted by a crafty demon, Jackie and her best friend Remy take a road trip to deliver a cryptic message to the nation's oldest succubus. Unfortunately, neither of her jealous lovers is talking to Jackie right now, and due to the curse, she's desperate to get her Itch scratched very soon. Their journey gets weirder with every mile — demonic possession, a charming stalker, a cryptic warning — and when they get to New Orleans, Jackie discovers a dangerous catch to her supernatural bargain. Someone wants her dead — again. Can a brainy vixen in a miniskirt outsmart the forces of evil?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-3910252674781167339?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/3910252674781167339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=3910252674781167339&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3910252674781167339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/3910252674781167339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/02/slow-heat-jill-shalivs.html' title='Slow Heat - Jill Shalivs'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3IauUETawI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ke_CvvRxy4Y/s72-c/Jill+Shalvis+Slow+Heat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-384167463222153670</id><published>2010-02-08T07:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T07:42:53.028-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Heir to the Shadows (Black Jewels, Book 2)  - Anne Bishop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3AwQVK83JI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ZDxV9QLh4nQ/s1600-h/c.new.heir.SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3AwQVK83JI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ZDxV9QLh4nQ/s320/c.new.heir.SM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435897807355305106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Heir to the Shadows, Jaenelle's vampiric, adoptive father, Saetan, and her foster-family of demons shelter her. To restore her memory and emotional balance, they move to Kaeleer, where Jaenelle befriends the kindred--animals with magical and communicative powers--and gathers a circle of young Queens. She also heals Lucivar, Daemon's half-brother, who offers a brother's love and a warrior's fealty. As she recovers strength and memory, Jaenelle resolves to restore Daemon and cleanse Terreille.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh…it seems like it’s taken me FOREVER to get back to these books! Now that I’ve dug back in im 100% addicted! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time we left Janelle she was tainted by being raped in that horrible hospital where her family sent her. We also lost both our men (Daemon and Lusivar) to prisons. Daemon is lost in the Twisted Kingdom while Lusivar is in the salt mines wilting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We open up the story with Janelle still being damaged by coming to Cassandra’s alter in book one where she almost died. She fled for her life and shut out everyone refusing to come back into her own world. Finally they get Janelle well enough to come back to her own body yet we still see her damaged psychologically. Janelle is now under Setans care and he is determined to heal her emotional scars by bringing in her friends form the different worlds she has visited. At this point we get to see a ton of different characters that are both colorful and funny! Watching Janelle heal with her friends (that mind you she hasn’t seen in 2 years) was a wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was also nice to see some age going into everyone. We finally get to see and hear discussions that are showing Janelle’s age! Sex…boys and even beauty is brought up in this book and to me that really showed how true Bishop was trying to be to a young woman growing up…even if that young woman is growing up around demons and has supernatural powers! ;o) One of my favorite parts is where Setans catches Janelle reading a romance book! Lol I lol’d at that part b/c its so refreshing that you see that Janelle has a natural/normal side of just being a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucivar ends up breaking out of the salt mines but is determined to find Deamon b/c he thinks that he killed Janelle! He extremely crushed that his Queen he was to serve died by his on brothers hands! He ends up getting hurts and Janelle comes to mend him. Then he realizes his mistake and stays with Janelle to serve her. I loved Janelle and Lucivars relationship! He gave her some tough love at many points of this book! He understood she had been raped but forced her to push through it to be the Queen he knew she needed to be. By the end Janelle (with the help of her family) sets up court!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in the mean time poor Daemon is still living in the Twisted Kingdom actually LOOKING for Janelle. I think about 5 years passes in this second book so its really sad to bounce back from everyone living their lived then going to Daemon. Daemon feels like he has failed Janelle, the one he loves. Janelle is finally able to track down Daemons body and goes to the Twisted Kingdom to help him out. This part of the book was a big milestone for Janelle and Daemon. She ends up telling him she is the one who failed him and that eh needed to come home! :*) OH also at some point in the book she fights with someone about Daemon and she says he is her MATE! EPP! I got so excited! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well we end the story with Daemon FINALLY coming out of the Twisted Kingdom and Janelle setting up her court (which btw consists of her friends and family) :o). I cant wait for Janelle and Daemon to reunite in the 3rd book! Janelle is older and now she can take her man! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to review these books b/c SO MUCH goes on in them. I did however find that this book was WAY easier to read than the first one. You really have to understand how their world works to understand the meaning of a ton of things in these books. Its NO easy reading…BUT once you grasp it, the effect of the book will leave you wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give this book a total of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/SlLBC7SnE7I/AAAAAAAAASA/BMdshmgZpVg/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8360497760016426040-384167463222153670?l=monroewithatwist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/feeds/384167463222153670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8360497760016426040&amp;postID=384167463222153670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/384167463222153670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8360497760016426040/posts/default/384167463222153670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/02/heir-to-shadows-black-jewels-book-2.html' title='Heir to the Shadows (Black Jewels, Book 2)  - Anne Bishop'/><author><name>Monroe Dawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S08xztZC0fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/uqIXJcwZXjA/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S3AwQVK83JI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ZDxV9QLh4nQ/s72-c/c.new.heir.SM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-1456541658263924641</id><published>2010-02-04T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:09:04.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemporary Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Dear John - Nicholas Sparks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S2rlz6kcO7I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/KidUpiNW4kw/s1600-h/Dear-John-Ebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-O2WCFxk7Lc/S2rlz6kcO7I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/KidUpiNW4kw/s320/Dear-John-Ebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434408580434115506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description~ &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angry rebel, John dropped out of school and enlisted in the Army, not knowing what else to do with his life--until he meets the girl of his dreams, Savannah. Their mutual attraction quickly grows into the kind of love that leaves Savannah waiting for John to finish his tour of duty, and John wanting to settle down with the woman who captured his heart. But 9/11 changes everything. John feels it is his duty to re-enlist. And sadly, the long separation finds Savannah falling in love with someone else. "Dear John," the letter read...and with those two words, a heart was broken and two lives were changed forever. Returning home, John must come to grips with the fact that Savannah, now married, is still his true love--and face the hardest decision of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*SPOILERS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading this book in preparation of a girls night out...Mexican, Margaritas &amp;amp; Movies!!! BUT needless to say this book has turned out to be an experience that I cant wait to get over with! :o/ Yes yes...I know its Nicholas Sparks and he likes to rip your beating heart out of your chest but I figured at least we'd get a HEA...NOT! Lets start off with a quote from the book that explains a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can't believe that ours didn't go on forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know right off the bat they don’t end up together…I was sorta ticked but had hoped that both would get their HEA. Ok so we open the story up meeting John. He was a troubled kid with no mother. His father was very closed off and collected coins so much that it effected how they ate and lived! :o( John ends up goi
