Dear humans,
The female is tired, but she is doing the best she can. In good news, the male has three hockey games to watch, or some such, which means he will be glued to the magic glowy box for a minimum of six hours.
The female is pleased with this. Tomorrow, she will try to write many words. Today, she took half a day off.
The female is working merrily on a cross-stitch project. She ordered the threads she was missing after plundering the stash she did have. She exchanged one color, as she liked it better. She is using a glitter pen to mark off squares she has finished. This makes her happy.
She did not wash the rabid grease weasel hair yesterday. She will wash it tonight. Possibly salt the very Earth in her effort to strip out the oil that whoooooooshed to life about thirty minutes ago.
It is fascinating, humans. She goes from dandelion fluff to rabid grease weasel in five minutes flat. Her dismayed cries could probably be heard down the street.
The male might want to move. As in he contacted a moving company to ask for pricing.
The female is intrigued, but she would rather have a house, and it’s hard finding a place that can handle Dipshit. Dipshit is a BIG truck. The female would also like to purchase a car for the places Dipshit can’t go.
Also, as the female has been writing about Turkish coffee, she wanted some. She grew up with Turkish coffee, although other people made it for her. She is of Polish/Ukraine descent with an odd smattering of Cajun, German, and… other stuff.
She’s a mutt. She’s a mutt. But she’s a fun mutt? Woof, woof!
Anyway, onto the book faire! There will be three books today because the female is super tired and needs to go tame the rabid grease weasel hair.
Here is a small section of a bookmark-sized project the female is working on. It took her forever. It will take her another forever to finish. Yes, that is darrrrrrk blue and an indigo next to each other. We call this The Project That Hates.
Because it is full of hatred.
Yes, that is Rabid Grease Weasel Hair stuck in some of the stitches. It really gets everywhere. It has no respect for space.
A Wolf for Christmas by Toni Cox (Clean Paranormal Romance)
Purchase Link: Amazon (Kindle Unlimited)
Price: $2.99
Age Rating: N/A (Should be good for teens+.)
Note(s) from the Publisher: Clean Christmasy Paranormal! (The Furred Management: Squeeeee)
A romantic fantasy to melt your heart for Christmas from International Bestselling Author Toni Cox.
Anchorage has always been his home, but a murder forces Logan to flee to Canada. Detectives Johnson and Moore soon find him even there, and, desperate, the wolf shifter makes his way to Juneau on foot.
But fate throws its deadliest terrain and fierce predators in his path. Fatally injured and unable to continue, he is brought to G.L. Jones Expeditions – a dog-sledding operation – and right into the arms of Kimberly, the family vet.
Kimberly is slowly regaining her self-confidence after a mentally and emotionally abusive relationship, and she’s happy, now, with her family and her dogs.
When she gets brought this beautiful but broken wolf to nurse back to health, strange things happen as the wolf regains consciousness, and Kimberly isn’t always sure she can trust her mind. Whenever she touches him, her body tingles in the most unsettling way.
When he looks at her with his glacial blue eyes, it seems he can look right through her. The more he heals, the more she is convinced the wolf understands everything she’s saying – and she wants nothing more than to talk to him.
But there are cops in town looking for a fugitive and a wolf, and something isn’t adding up. Kimberly’s protective instincts kick in, but she’s in for more surprises with her rescued wolf than she could possibly comprehend.
Our Thoughts: That wuffy is verreh big. Verrrreh big. A lot of cuddling potential there. Looks like a bunch of fun tropes tossed together in this one. We aren’t sure how strong the Christmas theme is, but it’s in the title. There is hope! (And shenanigans.) Hooray, shenanigans!
The female wishes she had enough hair to braid like that. Rabid Grease Weasel Hair does not do pretty things like “be braided” or “have volume.”
On the other hand, don’t dump hand sanitizer on your head in an effort to kill off the rabid grease weasel hair. It doesn’t work. And if your scalp has any dandruff, it not only doesn’t hurt, you will get a nasty surprise.
But seriously, it doesn’t work.
Dawn dish soap, however, is epic at slaying the rabid grease weasel.
Zoe by L. Starfyre (Space Fantasy Romance (Reverse Harem))
Purchase Link: Amazon (Kindle Unlimited)
Price: $3.99
Age Rating: 18+.
Note(s) from the Publisher: Reverse Harem with M/M in it.
Zoe’s moods have been in the dumps lately, probably longer than she cared to admit. Having lost the use of her legs when she was fourteen and facing the prospect of losing her job, she craved a change. Maybe even some hope.
When the Aliens came to Earth the year before, they built EFPCs, mate-matching centers. Places that might offer her what she wanted. So what was the problem? If they could give her the ability to walk again, she thought she could make an exchange; her way of life for her legs. She’d be required to mate an alien. Was she ready for not only the mating, but also her first steps in years? She didn’t know, but she was going to find out. And what if her exchange was for more than she bargained for? More was better right?
For mature audiences only. 18+ Explicit Intimate Scenes, Cursing, Reverse Harem – contains M/M too.
Our Thoughts: All we can think about is “ET phone home, ET phone home” and now we cannot unthink this, humans. This one is for the reverse harem crowd with extra long fingers for that extra special reach.
What? Did you really think we’d walk away from that low-lying fruit? Nonsense.
Performed by Suki Williams (Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance)
Purchase Link: Amazon (Kindle Unlimited)
Price: $3.99
Age Rating: 18+
Note(s) from the Publisher: Sexual content, Reverse Harem.
Perform at this bachelor party, they said. No one you know will be there, they said…
Parties typically aren’t a big deal, dance, flirt, then go home at the end of the night. My name’s Hollis Moore, burlesque dancer and a whole lot of woman that doesn’t have time for people who look down on the job I love. Thank goodness for my three besties who let me vent at girls’ night. That is until one bachelor party has an… interesting twist.
Perform for my childhood best friends.
What could it hurt? I’ve had crushes on them for years, and everyone knows a night of dancing and booze doesn’t equal love. After an unforgettable night, Grant, Beckett, and Carter all try to convince me to rewrite that equation.. Against all odds, I’m somehow starting to believe them.
How will my bestie feel about me hooking up with her brother, and will my own brothers ever accept me falling for three guys?
Our Thoughts: We really like the color splash around the booze bottle. It’s cute. This is not a book for us, but here’s another entry for those who like reverse harem. Hooray for you!
This one is chock full of contemporary romance tropes, too. Things the female would not want to have to deal with: meeting old school friends in any form of professional capacity. If anything, that sounds kind of… horrific?
Although, some days, the female absolutely would love to snap her fingers at some of those bullies… especially that one jerk who was soooo convinced he was all that and a cup of coffee. Don’t ask what happened to him.
(Hint: it wasn’t good. Apparently, he was good at being a bully… not so good at the rest of life.)
We will see you tomorrow with the release of Murder Mittens and more book faire! Happy holidays, folks.
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