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quinta-feira, 26 de julho de 2018

Review: Goalie


GoalieGoalie by M.E. Carter


My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Eu li várias resenhas negativas e então resolvi ler o livro para ver qual era a coisa toda.
A autora escreveu uma história bem realista e que não vai deixar aquela sensação boa ao terminar a leitura, mas faz pensar.
O herói é um atleta profissional que transa com as groupies que cercam os jogadores do time dele. Durante os 10 anos em que foi casado com a heroína e tiveram os 3 filhos deles ele trai a esposa dele inúmeras vezes com mulheres diferentes. O herói deixa o leitor com muito ódio e nojo do comportamento dele.
Ela enfim acorda para a situação e o chuta para fora de casa e pede o divórcio. A heroína é a típica que foi traída e foi a última a ficar sabendo de tudo.
Ele reluta em aceitar a responsabilidade pelo ocorrido e continua cometendo os mesmos erros.
Nossa heroína fica firme nas posição dela e aos poucos vai ficando mais forte e independente apesar de ainda continuar amando o herói.
Eu confesso que se estivesse no lugar dela eu chutaria a bunda dele e não tocaria mais nele nem com a ponta do meu dedo.
Mas ela aos poucos vai perdoando e ele realmente tenta mudar o caráter dele e se tornar uma pessoa melhor.
Eu fiquei esperando ele trair novamente até o final e fiquei com a sensação de que ela vai ter uma vida muito difícil tentando ter paz sabendo que ele não vai estar lá fora transando com outra mulher.
A confiança nunca mais será a mesma e não sei se mesmo um grande amor vai sustentar o casamento deles. Mas ele pareceu estar disposto a mudar e realmente aos poucos foi demonstrando isso.
Gostei da leitura e mais um traidor para minha lista de leitura.
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I read several negative reviews and then I decided to read the book to see what was the whole thing.
The author wrote a story very realistic and it's not going to let that feeling good when you finish reading, but makes you think.
The hero is a professional athlete who has sex with his groupies that surround the players of his team. During the 10 years he was married to heroin and had 3 children he cheated his wife numerous times with different women. The hero leaves the reader with a lot of hate and disgust of his behavior.
She finally wake up to the situation and kick him out of the home and asks for a divorce. The heroine is the typical who was cheated and was the last to know everything.
He is reluctant to accept responsibility for what happened and keep making the same mistakes.
Our heroine is firm in her position and gradually gets stronger and independent despite still loving the hero.
I confess that if I was in her place I'd kick his butt out and wouldn't touch him anymore even with the tip of my finger. But she will slowly forgiving and he really tries to change his character and become a better person.
I was waiting for him to cheat again until the end and I got the feeling that she's going to have a very hard life trying to have peace knowing he won't be out there having sex with another woman. The trust will never be the same and I don't know if even a great love will sustain their marriage. But he seemed willing to change and actually slowly came to demonstrating that.
I like reading and more a cheater to my reading list.

Highlights:

"Admittedly, I haven’t been exactly celibate since Mari left me."

"there has never been a time in our entire relationship when Santos wasn’t cheating on me. Not in college. Not when we first got married. Not when I was pregnant. Not ever."

"How could you do this to me? To us? How could you humiliate me like that in front of everyone we know? Do you know what that’s like?"

"You’re not sorry for doing it; you’re sorry you got caught"

“So it never occurred to you that you kissed these whores on the mouth, probably right after they got done sucking someone else’s dick without a condom, did it?”
“God, Santos. It’s a wonder I don’t have herpes in my mouth, you asshole.”

"How many more pieces of myself can be broken before I disappear forever?"

"Have I really changed my patterns enough for Mari to trust me again? Obviously not since I just got a blow job from some random chick."


==>rolando de rir aqui! LOMAOF!
“You’re saying Santos cheated on me for all those years because he might have a medical condition that exacerbates his stupid superstitions?”
“I call bullshit.”
“Why?”
“Why?” I laugh, humorlessly. “Because we were married for ten years. He could have easily come home and gotten his ‘medical condition,’” I sarcastically use air quotes, “… under control with me. But he didn’t. He chose to go out and bang any groupie who was willing to spread her legs for him. No way. He made a choice. Every time.”


==>the prospects don't look very favorable for the couple
“Mari, the kind of trust I broke doesn’t take weeks or months to rebuild. It takes years. Years. You have every right to doubt me. I can promise all day long, but in the end, the only way to help you feel better is to show you. Never be sorry for looking. Never be sorry for reminding me not to let my guard down. This is how we’re going to rebuild what was broken. Together.”


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sexta-feira, 13 de julho de 2018

Review: The Fourth Child


The Fourth Child The Fourth Child by C.J. Carmichael


My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Re-read in December 2017 = added highlighs and my feelings...
Re-read in March 2015 = Added one more star

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A very well written story that engages the reader from beginning to end.
But I would not take the cheater back, he was a son of a bitch.
And Janice was a bitch who knew the man was married.
He was loving the attention of a younger woman who fed his ego.
While the two had dates and dinners while pretending to work late, he did not remember his wife taking care of her three daughters at home alone.
And he spoke openly in the face of his wife who was in love with another woman and did not even remember her feelings or how his attitude would affect her daughters.
And he admitted that he kissed Janice and she even left a lipstick on the glove compartment of his car. Real evidence of the cheating left by Janice for his wife to find out.
Saying that he did not have sex with Janice did not convince me, I got the impression that something more intimate happened between them.

Already the place had the hollow, muted atmosphere he associated with afterhours and weekends.
And Janice.


Occasional lunches became more frequent; open meetings evolved into secret rendezvous. At what point had he known he was falling in love? Kirk still wasn't sure. But he did know the time had come to do something about it. Last week at dinner, Janice had told him she wanted more. He couldn't pretend not to understand what she meant.


"What about here, Kirk? What about now? The place is deserted. I've locked the door."


He groaned. God, he couldn't believe it. She was offering him his ultimate fantasy. How many nights had he lain awake thinking of something just like this? Now he swallowed, his gaze automatically settling on the hint of cleavage between the parted layers of silky blouse.


"If I kiss you, this time I won't be able to stop there."


"But that's okay," Janice said, leaning in toward him. "That's what I've been trying to tell you."


"The thing is, Claire, I've fallen in love with someone else."


Kirk always worked long hours, and lately they'd been even longer than usual. Had there been other signs she'd missed? They'd been making love less frequently. And saying I love you even less.


Regardless of whether Kirk had slept with Janice, he'd broken his wedding vow to Claire. He was in love with the other woman, and how could Claire compete? She was ten years older, overweight— and pregnant on top of everything!


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terça-feira, 26 de junho de 2018

Review: Razer's Ride


Razer's RideRazer's Ride by Jamie Begley


My rating: 3 of 5 stars

UPDATE: Re-read 4-5 july 2017
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Motorcycle Club or sex club?
And loyalty with the friends of the club where is it? The heroine doesn't deserve at least that?
I like the theme of the book, but had difficulty accepting some attitudes of the hero ... He is an asshole!
But overall the book is good!
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==>First Date: She is shy and repressed... 🙄
"Beth slowly moved her hands on his cock,"
"sliding the panties out of the way so his long finger could slide deep within her. His teeth bit her nipple,"
“Swallow it all.”

==>She is educated and supposedly intelligent... 🙈
"have a nursing degree also. I worked and got my masters in business with a minor in accounting."

==>He made out with Beth and then fuck the bitches in the Club... 🤮
"Razer was in bed with Evie lying on top, his large cock buried in her pussy while Train fucked her from behind, pinning Evie between their thrusting bodies. Even Knox was in there, sitting on the chair by the rocking bed with his fist pumping his hard dick."
"Even last week, after he had left her with the taste of him, he had come back here to fuck Sam."

==> He's no Prince charming:
"but woman, you’re just too much work for a piece of pussy.”
"Beth, I have to be honest, my dick doesn’t have a woman’s name on it and it won’t ever. I like sex and enjoy a variety of partners. I practice safe sex and the others in the house do, too; it’s a hard rule."

==> She feeling pretty special, but she doesn't know that his road name says it all. 
"Beth froze in place as he continued to shave her, moving her leg higher until he could even slide the Razer around the sides of her plump lips."
“Don’t tell me Razer hasn’t showed off his special skill with that razor of his. He keeps all the girls nice and neat. Buys special lotions for just that purpose; he’s an expert at it, he never nicks the flesh. He always does it before he goes down on you.”

==> None of them cares about her feelings. In my book that's not friendship.
"She was going to find out why no one had come by the hospital to check on her, why no one had even called."
"Walking into the house she saw Razer immediately, Bliss was sitting on his lap with a black pair of leather shorts and a black vest completely open baring her breasts. Razer was sitting and playing with her nipple."
“Hi, Razer, Evie. I thought I would stop by and see if everyone was all right. I’d hoped you would come by the hospital to see me.” Beth’s voice was hesitant as she deliberately kept her eyes on Razer’s face while his hands stroked Bliss’s breasts."
“Listen, bitch, I don’t know how much more blunt I have to be, but here goes. We had fun, but I don’t want or need a permanent roommate. I like variety in my pussy, and I can see by the way you look at me that you’re getting too attached."
“Now, if you’ll excuse us, I’m going to my room to see if her pussy is as tight as yours was when I popped your cherry.”

==>Liar liar pants on fire...
"You are incapable of giving me the relationship I need to be happy, which involves trust, fidelity and love. Even if you swore to do all three, I would never, ever believe in you again.”

==> In my book this is friendship. They are awesome! 😍
“So instead, you betrayed Beth. She’s not club, so she didn’t matter,” Killyama threw the explanation back in Evie’s face."
"Those women stood up for you when we didn’t."

==> Dumb shit: 🤢
"touched Bliss that day, but I did it to put on a show for Memphis and to drive you away. She came, but I wasn’t even hard."

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domingo, 22 de abril de 2018

Wyoming Winter (Wyoming Men #7) by Diana Palmer

Wyoming Winter (Wyoming Men #7) by Diana Palmer


  • Formato: eBook Kindle
  • Tamanho do arquivo: 664 KB
  • Número de páginas: 254 páginas
  • Editora: Mills & Boon (1 de dezembro de 2017)
  • Vendido por: Amazon Servicos de Varejo do Brasil Ltda
  • Idioma: Inglês

Blurb:

There's something about those Wyoming men…

New York Times bestselling author Diana Palmer returns with a brand-new tale of desire and deception
Working his vast Wyoming ranch is all security expert JC Calhoun wants now. His land is the only thing the betrayed rancher cares about after discovering his fiancée is pregnant by another man. But all cynical JC holds dear becomes compromised when a lost little girl leads him to Colie Jackson, the woman who ruined his life.
Colie stops at nothing to protect the people she loves. Years ago, she left JC for his own good. Now, for the sake of her daughter, she must depend on the hard-headed man who won't forgive her. As ruthless criminals track their every move through the freezing Wyoming winter, Colie and JC will be forced to confront the lies that separated them – and the startling truth that binds them forever…

Review:

Our heroine has amoeba IQ and falls in love with the hero, who in my opinion has nothing lovable in his personality.


She decides to enter into a sexual relationship with the hero even knowing that there will be no marriage or commitment in the future.

The sex between them is horrible.




Our heroine only feels pain and discomfort as he reaches his pleasure quickly.
Ladies, here we have Speedy Gonzalez, the quickie. He is accustomed to experienced women and as described by the author he is not very good at it.




The heroine loves him so much he submits without complaining.
A complete idiot. WTF!




I was astonished and at the same time felt sorry for her.
He only thinks about himself and does not see the damage that has caused her reputation and her father.
He is totally full of traumas from the past and has major issues.
A misunderstanding occurs and he kicks her pregnant with his baby to the curb.




I was so engrossed with the story that I read until 4 am and had to stop to sleep ... 



I confess that I went through a varied range of emotions up to this part, ranging from the mortal hatred of the hero to the complete amazement with naivete of our heroine.

Her father's attitude shocked me as well, he did not agree with her attitude but let her make her own decisions and offered support when she needed it. He just waited for her to fuck up and put her pieces together. 
This is the attitude of a father with his head and heart in place, after all he is a minister in the church, but I was stressed just waiting for her to be screwed over by the hero and how the story would unfold. 
If it were my daughter treated in this horrible way, I'd beat the shit out of the bastard.
Ladies, then the drama started.




As always in the author's stories we have moral lessons and in this case would not be different.
The author preaches that sex outside of marriage has terrible consequences ... our heroine got her reputation stained and her father's too, unplanned pregnancy and no marriage in sight. The rejection of the hero. Everything that could go wrong in her life happened. And the icing on the cake was the drug-trafficking brother threatening her.
A wedding in name only and hastily with a man who despite being wonderful still loves the dead wife and is dying of cancer. More drama!
I confess that I think that the daughter of heroes behaves inconsistently with the age presented. It was very strange. The author always puts something supernatural in her stories.
Years go by and the hero reforms his way of thinking and really regrets what he did.
Our heroine creates a new life in Texas and only comes back when more drama happens.
Everyone was good at the end and I was already imagining everyone sitting around a campfire congregating and singing Kumbaya.


I know, I'm a bitter bitch.
But it was a good read and whoever is a fan of the author and is already accustomed to the style of her writing will like very much.



Highlights:

The more she saw of him, the more she wanted him.

J.C. worked full-time locally, but he went back overseas periodically to train troops in Iraq in police procedure.

She dressed like a lady, but he knew all about women who put on their best behavior around company.

He had women, but this one stirred him in a different way.

J.C. followed close behind her, his smile as smug and arrogant as the look on his face. Colie wanted him. He knew it without a word being spoken.

J.C. just stared into space. “I hate people. The best of them will turn on you, given the opportunity.”

She wanted J.C. Why was it so wrong to sleep with someone you loved? It was as natural as breathing. At least, she imagined it was.

“Daddy, I can’t help how I feel,” she ground out. “I’m crazy about him!”

He wasn’t about to get serious. He just wanted someone cute and responsive to spend time with. She didn’t seem the sort of woman who’d cling, and that suited him very well.

Could he do that to her? Make her beg, make her do anything he liked, and then just walk away?

She was old enough to know the score, and he was certain he wouldn’t be her first man.

You were raised to have principles. Don’t discard them for a man who’ll never marry you.”

“She was beautiful. The most beautiful human creature I’d ever seen. She was poised, sophisticated, talented.” He grimaced. “I thought she was perfect. I fell head over heels in love the first night. She could turn me inside out. She was like a drug, an addiction. I’d never known so much pleasure.” She was jealous, but she didn’t let on.

“We went around together for weeks. I took her to the opera, the theater, to symphony concerts. Even to a rock concert. I bought her designer clothing and diamonds. She really seemed to love me. I certainly loved her.”

But he didn’t call. And his two or three days turned into a week.

He’d had lovers; never a woman he could tease or joke with, or just enjoy talking to.
He took what was offered and moved on to the next woman.

“I won’t make promises, Colie,” he said huskily. “No matter what happens.”

So she took a deep breath and let him have her. He cried out with the pleasure. She was happy that her body was giving him so much joy, she only wished she could share it. But she felt torn and uncomfortable.

At least it didn’t take a long time, she wasn’t sure she could have managed not to start crying.

So she didn’t refuse him. As he’d promised, he took longer with her. But her body, still recovering from the shock and pain of the first time, was uncooperative.

That was, until he penetrated her. She ground her teeth together and tried to relax, but it was almost as uncomfortable as it had been the first time. J.C. didn’t notice. He was starving for her.

He tried to slow down. He couldn’t. It had been a long time between women.

She didn’t respond, or demand, as his other women had. She did whatever he wanted her to do.

She didn’t like sex. She was certain of it now.

“Colie, I’m not proposing marriage. You understand that, don’t you? I’m asking you to live with me.

He didn’t love her.

She was as much as admitting that he didn’t satisfy her.

“But you don’t enjoy having sex with me,”

“You can tell people we’re engaged,” he said after a minute.

“I’m still not interested in marriage, Colie. But if you spread it around that I’m serious about you, it will make things easier for your father. He’s a good man,”

Latex and all, she was thinking, but she gave in, as she always did, dreading the discomfort...

She enjoyed the intimacy, even if she didn’t enjoy the sex.

He didn’t call. Days went by without a word from him.
If J.C. had really cared about her, he’d have called. He’d have written.

“I was sick of you, anyway,” he said as he headed toward the bedroom. “You never did anything in bed except lie there like a plastic doll. You never wanted me. You couldn’t even pretend that you did. I guess your boyfriend was better in bed, even if he was poor. Rod said you couldn’t keep your hands off him, even in front of your father.”

“Just for the books, I wouldn’t have married you, even if that child had been mine,” he added. “I told you. I love my freedom.”

“Two-timing prostitutes, the lot of you! I thought you were different. I really did. But you were just out for what you could get, like all the others.”

If she was innocent, no wonder she hadn’t liked the first time, or the times that followed. He’d always been in a hurry.

He’d thrown Colie away, called her names, accused her of lying, ridiculed the way she was in bed.

“Sometimes, we dig our own graves long before we die,” he said out of the blue.

yesterday is a memory and tomorrow is a hope.

“But courage isn’t the lack of fear—it’s having the guts to act even when you’re most afraid. That’s true heroism.”

“He said that life was useless unless we forgave people. It’s what faith is supposed to be all about.”

She simply accepted what little affection he was capable of, without wishing for more.

She loved J.C., but this had been an unpleasant part of their relationship, just the same. “It’s okay,”

“I told you. I’ve been reading books...” She gasped