Books read in January

Stay With Me by Ann T Cee *Star**Star**Starw**Starw**Starw*

Smoky Mountain Dreams by Leta Blake *Star**Star**Star**Star**Starw*

Quinn by Lily Baldwin  *Star**Star**Star**Starw**Starw*

A Cowboy’s Home by R J Scott *Star**Star**Star**Star**Starw*

Snow In Montana by R J Scott *Star**Star**Star**Starw**Starw*

Second Chances by Jerry Cole *Star**Star**Star**Star**Starw*

Switched by N R Walker *Star**Star**Star**Star**Starw*

Bloodline by Barbara Elsborg *Star**Star**Star**Star**Starw*

Speechless by Kim Fielding *Star**Star**Star**Star**Starw*

Stay With Me by Ann T Cee
There was no conflict in this story.  I was hoping for something…more.  It was sweet and…boring.

Switched by N R Walker
We’ve all heard stories of babies being switched at birth, but few of us can imagine what it must feel like to be in that situation.  N R Walker gives us a fascinating insight.

At first I felt like Israel’s parents were too evil.  No one is black and white.  But the author corrects this by giving us insight into their behaviour and showing other sides of their personalities making them more multi-dimensional.

Overall, I found the concept and story quite fascinating.

Bloodline by Barbara Elsborg
The characters in this were well fleshed out, which made them feel real and believable despite the paranormal aspect.  I loved the Princess Bride references and the general humour.

Yeah, sure, let’s celebrate

Prompt: ‘I’d worked that much out for myself.’ – Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, J K Rowling

An opaque chunk
of rock, clasped in
greedy metal fingers,
symbolic of drama
and a sizeable new dent
in his pocket.

Oh, and love.

“We’re engaged!” she purrs,
glee and tawdry triumph
smeared across her face,
but I’d already worked that much
out for myself.

You wouldn’t understand

Prompt: ‘…the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen.’ – Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, J K Rowling

Stuck in suburbia,
defining average.
His world defined
by dramas beyond the ken
of mediocre housewives
working 9-5 jobs they hate.

“I can’t tell you,”
insisted, repeated, insisted.
“You’d never understand.”

I’ve felt suicide
shatter complacency.
I’ve seen tragedy’s desperate depths.
I’ve spoken of sex and abuse,
kinks and
tortured torments.

But I’m stuck in suburbia,
defining average.
I wouldn’t understand.

“Moist”

Prompt: ‘”Wet,” he said, truthfully.’ – Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, J K Rowling

He draws it out,

s t r e t c h i n g it,
the tension building…

…until I snap.

…until I scream.

A smug smirk
slides across his face
as I shudder.

He knows
just
which
buttons
to push.

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