Freaking LOVED The Hating Game by Sally Thorne!


The Hating Game by Sally Thorne – 5 Stars!


I didn’t love this. No. I need a stronger word than love.
Obsessed? Infatuated? Giddy? Whatever, take your pick. But Oh My Joshua, I am crazy for everything about this book. The writing, the humor, the lust, the sexual tension, the emotion, the slow delicious burn. This is probably the best enemies to lovers story I have ever read.

Lucy Hutton and Josh Templeman work together at Gamin Publishing and Bexley Books and they have hated each other from the moment they met. They spend their days trying to out do and frustrate the other, play these ridiculous games (but I must say the Kissing Game was my favorite one), and their ultimate goal is to basically make the other cry. They are total opposites – Lucy is lovable, hysterical, and a people pleaser. Josh is a smart ass, grumpy, and cynical.

“So painting your nails tonight, desperately alone?” Lucky guess on his part?
“Yes. Masturbating and crying into your pillow, Doctor Joshua?” He looks at the top button of my shirt.
“Yes. And don’t call me that.”

Reading about these two fight? I was in TEARS. This was HYSTERICAL.

“What are you imagining? Your expression is filthy.”
“Strangling you. Bare hands.” I can barely get the words out. I’m huskier than a phone-sex operator after a double shift.

But reading about these two falling in love? My heart almost couldn’t take it.

“All I want to do is kiss you until I fall asleep. I want to slide in between your sheets, and find out what goes on inside your head, and underneath your clothes. I want to make a fool of myself over you.”

“The first smile Joshua’s ever had in my presence is pressed against my lips.”

“I love him so much it’s like a thread piercing me. Punching holes. Dragging through. Stitching love into me. I’ll never be able to untangle myself from this feeling. The color of love is surely this robin’s-egg blue.”

And favorite line of all the lines:

“I fucking love your red.”

Joshua snuggling? I swoon. Joshua being romantic? I die. But when Joshua gets jealous? For the love of all that is holy, I can’t deal. Joshua Templeman is a GOD and I love him unlike like anyone or anything. He is mine. And I will fight you for him. The end.

There is no greater feeling than picking up a book and not expecting it to live up to the hype, only to find it does. IT SO DOES.

If I could give this book 6 million stars I would. If I could shout from every rooftop TO STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND READ THIS RIGHT THIS SECOND I would. Do yourself a favor and read this phenomenal debut novel!

“See,” he says into my mouth. “I don’t hate you, Lucy.”

The Hating Game is out now!

COVER REVEAL! Closer (Closer #1) by Mary Elizabeth❤️



Gabriella Mason is damaged.

Teller Reddy is wrecked.

Misery loves company, and that’s exactly what Ella gets the afternoon her path crosses with Teller’s: the misunderstood premed student who instantly becomes her lifeline when she moves to Los Angeles, an attempt at escaping her heartbreaking past.

In the beginning, Lonely and Defensive complete each other. But in the end, their relationship is like broken glass—cutthroat and jagged.

Calling it off before they kill each other, Ella and Teller decide to “just be friends” despite the intensity that binds them together. It’s a delicate foundation rocked by tragedy, effectively destroying the illusion they’ve so carefully built.
Unable to deny what’s between them any longer, this is what happens when wrecked and damaged collide and close is still not close enough.



Green eyes outlined with bruises are bright with desire, and his large hands rest on each side of my neck. My hair’s in a messy bun, and it took effort to wash my body and brush my teeth this morning, so I don’t know why I feel beautiful under his stare. But I do.

“Why do you even care if he kissed me?” I ask, inhaling a shaky breath.

His thumb sweeps across my collar bone, and Teller licks his busted lip, pulling me closer until our bodies are flush. “How can I not?”

“What are we doing?” I give no protest as he pushes me toward the bed, and gladly open my legs for him once my back hits the soft mattress. “What is this, Tell?”

Broken lips leave bloody kisses on my skin, starting from the soft spot under my ear to the hollow part of my throat. He holds himself up on his hands, indenting in the pillow under my head, and strokes deeply against my softest place.

Teller’s big, and hard, and barely sober, but with only my leggings and his boxer separating us, I don’t mind getting drunk on his breath, his skin, his one hundred proof lust. Sliding my hands up his sides, my fingers tremble over muscles that flex each time he thrusts against me.

“Tell me what this isn’t,” Teller whispers, lowering himself to his elbows. “Try to tell me this isn’t everything.”




Author Bio:

Mary Elizabeth is an up and coming author who finds words in chaos, writing stories about the skeletons hanging in your closets.

Known as The Realist, Mary was born and raised in Southern California. She is a wife, mother of four beautiful children, and dog tamer to one enthusiastic Pit Bull and a prissy Chihuahua. She’s a hairstylist by day but contemporary fiction, new adult author by night. Mary can often be found finger twirling her hair and chewing on a stick of licorice while writing and rewriting a sentence over and over until it’s perfect. She discovered her talent for tale-telling accidentally, but literature is in her chokehold. And she’s not letting go until every story is told.

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Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo – FANFREAKINGTASTIC!

Six Of Crows by Leigh Bardugo – 5 MASSIVE STARS!


“A gambler, a convict, a wayward son, a lost Grisha, a Suli girl who has become a killer, a boy from the Barrel who had become something worse.”

Read it, they said.
It’s even better than the Grisha Trilogy, they said.
It’s her best work, they said.


Holy hell did that meet my expectations and more. Leigh Bardugo you little freaking genius, I could kiss you. THIS WAS FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC!! Filled with twists and turns you will no way see coming, amazing world building, incredible and complex characters, an unforgettable storyline, and not one, not two, but THREE SWOON-WORTHY ROMANCES. This is the kind of book you finish and immediately want to re-read.

So let’s meet the Six of Crows, shall we?

Kaz– Leader of the gang the Dregs, also known as “Dirtyhands.” He’s complicated, brooding, has one of the saddest backstories, and is one of the smartest and best crooks out there.


Inej– Member of the Dregs, called the Wraith because of her stealth like spying abilities.


Nina– Smart ass, curvy, flirty firecracker who can stop your heart with a flick of her wrist.


Matthias– THIS BOY. He’s a disgraced warrior / convict who will continually surprise you.


Jesper– Member of the Dregs and a sharpshooter with a penchant for gambling.


Wylan– Lovable nerd who basically lives to blow things up.


Kaz is asked to perform an almost impossible heist. For what, I won’t say. But with the help of the other 5 MCs, an epic adventure ensues and one of the BEST CASTS IS INTRODUCED. These characters. They were flawed, complex, hysterical, lovable, amazing..I could go on and on. Shout out to Nina & Injej’s friendship because, goals. Another shout out to Matthias’s brooding self and Kaz’s subtle infatuation and Jesper’s comic relief and Wylan’s flirting. The way their backstory was shown was brilliant and the dynamics among the group along with the many twists and well-crafted plot made this nearly impossible to put down.

I’m going to divert to the romance for a second here. BECAUSE WOW. Subtle yet freaking breathtaking. I can’t believe how perfect the amount of romance there was in this. I CAN’T GET OVER HOW BEAUTIFUL IT ALL WAS.

“I don’t want your prayers,” he said. “What do you want, then?” The old answers came easily to mind. Money. Vengeance. Jordie’s voice in my head silenced forever. But a different reply roared to life inside him, loud, insistent, and unwelcome. You, Inej. You.”

He needed to tell her … what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he’d begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near.

“You shouldn’t make friends with crows,” he’d told her. “Why not?” she asked. He’d looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he’d been about to say had vanished on his tongue. The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

“Stay,” she panted. Tears leaked from her eyes. “Stay till the end.”
“And after,” he said. “And always.”
“Nina,” he whispered, “little red bird. Don’t go.”

and then this was, just because I loved it so much:

Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you’ll meet a boy who will learn your favorite flower, your favorite song, your favorite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won’t matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.

Can you freaking even?

Leigh is the queen of characters. She has created some of the most memorable characters in her stories I have ever read about.

Now while this is set in her Grisha universe, SOC can definitely be read without reading the Grisha Trilogy (though I DO NOT recommend this because I absolutely loved that series and I also think it’ll make some things easier to understand.)

I can’t praise this story enough. If you haven’t added this to your TBR, do it. If you have this on your TRB and haven’t read it yet, read it. I am going to lock myself away to immediately start Crooked Kingdom and get another dose of this incredible cast!