Andie is a Type A who always has her every move mapped out. As the daughter of a Congressman, her every word and every action has to be to ensure that she projects the best possible image of herself and her dad. But when scandal hits and her father has to stay away from the office, Andie loses her summer internship and they’re both stuck in a house together. Neither Andie or her dad have been alone together since before the death of her mother. Desperate for something-anything- to occupy her time, Andie takes the first job she can find. She ends up working as a dog walker and that is when she meets Clarke. Clarke is kinda nerdy but very cute and there is a very obvious chemistry between them. I’ve had this book for a few years and I haven’t read it mainly because I am not a huge fan of contemporary. However I loved this book and was glued from the very first page. “The Unexpected Everything” is fun, entertaining, light-hearted and heart-warming. I couldn’t stop reading and I loved every second of it. Andie has a beautiful support system with her friends and family and I loved seeing her with them. If you’re looking for your next summer read, I strongly suggest this one.
When Vincent, Jules, Sylvie, and Sam receive an SMS on a Friday evening about a mandatory team-building escape room challenge, they all rush to attend. These competitive, cut-throat employees cannot afford to upset the company board while there are rumors of people being laid off. However this escape room is unlike any other. It is an elevator with questions posed based on the teams personal life and the dirty deeds they have done to get ahead at work. This book had me entranced till the very end. I could put it down and found myself reading while walking around the office (almost walked into a door too) and throughout my lunch breaks. This is a well written book with an intriguing plot and several twists and turns that I most certainly did NOT see coming. Definitely read this. You will not regret it
Synopsis: In Megan Goldin’s unforgettable debut, The Escape Room, four young Wall Street rising stars discover the price of ambition when an escape room challenge turns into a lethal game of revenge. Welcome to the escape room. Your goal is simple. Get out alive. In the lucrative world of finance, Vincent, Jules, Sylvie, and Sam are at the top of their game. They’ve mastered the art of the deal and celebrate their success in style—but a life of extreme luxury always comes at a cost. Invited to participate in an escape room as a team-building exercise, the ferociously competitive co-workers crowd into the elevator of a high rise building, eager to prove themselves. But when the lights go off and the doors stay shut, it quickly becomes clear that this is no ordinary competition: they’re caught in a dangerous game of survival. Trapped in the dark, the colleagues must put aside their bitter rivalries and work together to solve cryptic clues to break free. But as the game begins to reveal the team’s darkest secrets, they realize there’s a price to be paid for the terrible deeds they committed in their ruthless climb up the corporate ladder. As tempers fray, and the clues turn deadly, they must solve one final chilling puzzle: which one of them will kill in order to survive?
Author Bio: MEGAN GOLDIN worked as a correspondent for Reuters and other media outlets where she covered war, peace, international terrorism and financial meltdowns in the Middle East and Asia. She is now based in Melbourne, Australia where she raises three sons and is a foster mum to Labrador puppies learning to be guide dogs. THE ESCAPE ROOM is her debut novel.
It was Miguel who called 911 at 4:07 a.m. on an icy Sunday morning. The young security guard spoke in an unsteady voice, fear disguised by cocky nonchalance. Miguel had been an aspiring bodybuilder until he injured his back lifting boxes in a warehouse job and had to take night- shift work guarding a luxury office tower in the final stages of construction. He had a muscular physique, dark hair, and a cleft in his chin. He was conducting a cursory inspection when a scream rang out. At first, he didn’t hear a thing. Hip- hop music blasted through the oversize headphones he wore as he swept his flashlight across the dark recesses of the lobby. The beam flicked across the classical faces of reproduction Greek busts cast in metal and inset into niches in the walls. They evoked an eerie otherworldliness, which gave the place the aura of a mausoleum. Miguel paused his music to search for a fresh play list of songs. It was then that he heard the tail end of a muffled scream. The sound was so unexpected that he instinctively froze. It wasn’t the first time he’d heard strange noises at night, whether it was the screech of tomcats brawling or the whine of construction cranes buffeted by wind. Silence followed. Miguel chided himself for his childish reaction. He pressed PLAY to listen to a new song and was immediately assaulted by the explosive beat of a tune doing the rounds at the dance clubs where he hung out with friends. Still, something in the screech he’d heard a moment before rattled him enough for him to be extra diligent. He bent down to check the lock of the revolving lobby door. It was bolted shut. He swept the flashlight across a pair of still escalators and then, above his head, across the glass- walled mezzanine floor that overlooked the lobby. He checked behind the long reception desk of blond oak slats and noticed that a black chair was at an odd angle, as if someone had left in a hurry. A stepladder was propped against a wall where the lobby café was being set up alongside a water fountain that was not yet functional. Plastic- wrapped café tables and chairs were piled up alongside it. In the far corner, he shone his flashlight in the direction of an elaborate model of the building complex shown to prospective tenants by Realtors rushing to achieve occupancy targets in time for the building’s opening the following month.
The model detailed an ambitious master plan to turn an abandoned ware house district that had been a magnet for homeless people and addicts into a high- end financial and shopping precinct. The first tower was almost finished. A second was halfway through construction. When Miguel turned around to face the elevator lobby, he was struck by something so incongruent that he pushed his headphones off his head and onto his shoulders. The backlit green fluorescent light of an elevator switch flickered in the dark. It suggested that an elevator was in use. That was impossible, because he was the only person there. In the sobriety of the silent echo that followed, he convinced himself once again that his vague sense of unease was the hallucination of a fatigued mind. There was nobody in the elevator for the simple reason that the only people on- site on weekends were the security guards. Two per shift. Except to night, Miguel was the only one on duty. When Stu had been a no- show for his shift, Miguel figured he’d manage alone. The construction site was fenced off with towering barbed- wire fences and a heavy- duty electric gate. Nobody came in or out until the shift ended. In the four months he’d worked there, the only intruders he’d encountered were feral cats and rats scampering across construction equipment in the middle of the night. Nothing ever happened during the night shift. That was what he liked about the job. He was able to study and sleep and still get paid. Sometimes he’d sleep for a couple of hours on the soft leather lobby sofa, which he found preferable to the lumpy stretcher in the portable office where the guards took turns resting between patrols. The CCTV cameras hadn’t been hooked up yet, so he could still get away with it. From the main access road, the complex looked completed. It had a driveway entry lined with young maples in planter boxes. The lobby had been fitted out and furnished to impress prospective tenants who came to view office space. The second tower, facing the East River, looked unmistakably like a construction site. It was wrapped with scaffolding. Shipping containers storing building materials were arranged like colorful Lego blocks in a muddy field alongside idle bulldozers and a crane. Miguel removed keys from his belt to open the side entrance to let himself out, when he heard a loud crack. It whipped through the lobby with an intensity that made his ears ring. Two more cracks followed. They were unmistakably the sound of gunshots. He hit the ground and called 911. He was terrified the shooter was making his way to the lobby but cocky enough to cover his fear with bravado when he spoke. “Something bad’s going down here.” He gave the 911 dispatcher the address. “You should get cops over here.”
Miguel figured from the skepticism in the dispatcher’s cool voice that his call was being given priority right below the doughnut run. His heart thumped like a drum as he waited for the cops to arrive. You chicken shit, he berated himself as he took cover behind a sofa. He exhaled into his shirt to muffle the sound of his rapid breathing. He was afraid he would give away his position to the shooter. A wave of relief washed over him when the lobby finally lit up with a hazy blue strobe as a police car pulled in at the taxi stand. Miguel went outside to meet the cops. “What’s going on?” An older cop with a thick gut hanging over his belted pants emerged from the front passenger seat. “Beats me,” said Miguel. “I heard a scream. Inside the building. Then I heard what I’m pretty sure were gunshots.”
“How many shots?” A younger cop came around the car to meet him, snapping a wad of gum in his mouth. “Two, maybe three shots. Then nothing.” “Is anyone else around?” The older cop’s expression was hidden under a thick gray mustache.
“They clear out the site on Friday night. No construction workers. No nobody. Except me. I’m the night guard.” “Then what makes you think there’s a shooter?” “I heard a loud crack. Sure sounded like a gunshot. Then two more. Came from somewhere up in the tower.” “Maybe construction equipment fell? That possible?” A faint thread of red suffused Miguel’s face as he contemplated the possibility that he’d panicked over nothing. They moved into the lobby to check things out, but he was feeling less confident than when he’d called 911. “I’m pretty sure they—” He stopped speaking as they all heard the unmistakable sound of a descending elevator. “I thought you said there was nobody here,” said the older cop. “There isn’t.” “Could have fooled me,” said the second cop. They moved through to the elevator lobby. A light above the elevator doors was flashing to indicate an elevator’s imminent arrival. “Someone’s here.” “The building opens for business in a few weeks,” said Miguel. “Nobody’s supposed to be here.” The cops drew their guns from their holsters and stood in front of the elevator doors in a shooting stance— slightly crouched, legs apart. One of the cops gestured furiously for Miguel to move out of the way. Miguel stepped back. He hovered near an abstract metal sculpture set into the wall at the dead end of the elevator lobby. A bell chimed. The elevator heaved as it arrived. The doors parted with a slow hiss. Miguel swallowed hard as the gap widened. He strained to see what was going on. The cops were blocking his line of sight and he was at too sharp an angle to see much. “Police,” shouted both cops in unison. “Put your weapon down.” Miguel instinctively pressed himself against the wall. He flinched as the first round of bullets was fired. There were too many shots to count. His ears rang so badly, it took him a moment to realize the police had stopped firing. They’d lowered their weapons and were shouting something. He didn’t know what. He couldn’t hear a thing over the ringing in his ears. Miguel saw the younger cop talk into his radio. The cop’s mouth opened and closed. Miguel couldn’t make out the words. Gradually, his hearing returned and he heard the tail end of a stream of NYPD jargon. He couldn’t understand most of what was said. Something about “nonresponsive” and needing “a bus,” which he assumed meant an ambulance. Miguel watched a trickle of blood run along the marble floor until it formed a puddle. He edged closer. He glimpsed blood splatter on the wall of the elevator. He took one more step. Finally, he could see inside the elevator. He immediately regretted it. He’d never seen so much blood in all his life.
If you cannot tell by the title above, I was a seriously Twi-hard back in the day. So much so that for most of my teen years, I read nothing but vampire novels. So if you are also a fan of fangs, here are a few of my recommendations for you:
Twilight by Stephanie Meyer- An oldie but a goodie.
Vampire Academy by Richelle Mead- High school drama with a vampire princess and her spunky bodyguard. There is romance, action and lots of witty banter.
Blue Bloods by Melissa De La Cruz- Vampire A-listers in New York. Think Gossip Girl but with vampires. This series has incredible writing and great world-building.
Vampire Diaries by L.J Smith- Not my favourite vampire series as it seemed to go on forever and ever but I loved the original books (stopping at “Shadow Souls” because after that things just got weird).
Jessica’s Guide to Dating on the Dark Side by Beth Fantaskey- A gorgeous vampire lands on Jessica’s door claiming to be her fiance. I do not remember much of this book beyond being in love with the main character.
Boys That Bite by Mari Mancusi- This series follows two sisters and their vampire boyfriends as they battle slayers, fae and even Hell at one point.
Are there any vampire books you think I may have missed? Were you a Twi-hard too? I’d love to know below.
When Steven first meets Plain Jane, he is instantly attracted to her. She is pretty but ordinary. Meek and trusting. A nice girl he can control. Or so he thinks. What Steven does not realize is that Jane has flown over all the way from Malaysia and reinvented herself just for him. She plans to ruin his life as revenge for him making her best friend’s life miserable. Jane knows that she is a sociopath. She has accepted it. The only bright light in her life was her best friend, Meg and Steven took that away from her. He needs to pay. Jane will do whatever it takes to bring Steven down. Even if it is murder. This was a truly satisfying read that I could not finish fast enough. Steven is a despicable character and I have never hated a fictional character as much as I hated him. I was just as eager as Jane to watch his life fall apart. This is a well-written book that I strongly suggest to anyone who is looking for a good read.
How do I even review this without spoiling anything? Let’s see.
Elle wakes up kidnapped by Azriel, the vampire who has some sort of knowledge about her past and her dead mother. Meanwhile both the prince and the fairy godmother are looking for Elle.
I tried to mentally prepare myself for this read but 1) it was a useless attempt and 2) I was still left stunned at the end of this book (Damn you, Rachel Morgan and
*********SPOILER ALERT************ Damn you Fairy Godmother
***** *End spoiler***********
This was a well written, quick read that left me wanting more. If you haven’t started City of Wishes yet, pick it up. The episodes are short, easy to read and soo much fun.
Like all of Leigh Bardugo’s work, I have heard nothing but great things about “The Language of Thorns”. And like so many other books before this, I refused to give in to the hype and read it. However once I came across the “The Witch of Duva” in an Audible sale, I was hooked. Leigh Bardugo’s tales and fascinating and frightening. They terrify but enthrall. I NEEDED more. “The Language of Thorns” contains six dark stories that leave you captivated, vaguely unsettled but still wanting more. Forbidden love, backstabbing and betrayal are family who cannot be trusted are just some of the themes that are explored in this collection. I especially enjoyed the unique backstory/adaptation provided for Ursula from “The Little Mermaid”. If you are a fan of fantasy and fairytale, definitely give this a try. There is no way you can possibly NOT enjoy this.
There is nothing I detest more than a book slump. It makes most books awful and unappealing. I pick up book after book and nothing is good. Until I find one that is. To help you with your book slump, here are some of the books I recommend to help you get out of a slump.
Harry Potter (or any other book that is an old favourite of yours)- I used to love picking up the Harry Potter books as a cleanser between series when nothing was appealing to me. Unfortunately once I divided my books into read and unread, my Harry Potter books were lost to the wilderness that is my read book collection.
The Creepy Hollow series by Rachel Morgan- I absolutely love Rachel Morgan’s Creepy Hollow series and just like Harry Potter, they are great to get you out of a slump.
The Kiss Thief by L.J Shen- If contemporary is more of your buzz (or you would prefer a contemporary read for your slump), “This Kiss Thief” is a perfect light yet compelling read. I dare you to pick this up and try to stop midway without finishing this book.
Anything by Leigh Bardugo- Leigh Bardugo is amazing and everything she writes is gold. That is all. My all-time favourite series by her is the Six of Crows duology.
A Curse So Dark and Lonely by Brigid Kemmerer- I credit this book for getting me out of my current book slump. It is a gorgeous retelling of “Beauty and the Beast” that I devoured in a single sitting.
A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J Maas- Another great “Beauty and the Beast” retelling. Readers either love or hate it but it is worth reading if only to get to the major twists in the sequel.
Caraval by Stephanie Garber- Excellent writing, unusually magical world-building and a mysterious hero/villain who no one ever sees but somehow sees and knows everything. Caraval is one of my all-time favorite books and I definitely recommend it if you are in a book slump.
What do you read when you are in a book slump? Are there any books you think I might have missed?
I had so many mixed feelings when this book was announce. My initial reaction was “Do we really need another Beauty and the Beast retelling? (This should tell you how bad my book slump is. We ALWAYS need retellings especially of Beauty and the Beast) followed by “This book is way too hyped to be any good.” Boy was my initial thoughts wrong. I found this book on sale on Amazon (thank you Amazon) AND OH MY GOD, I DEVOURED IT! From the second I purchased this book, I was glued to my Kindle app. I refused to sleep until I got to the end (something that rarely happens anymore). “A Curse So Dark and Lonely” follows Prince Rhen who is cursed. Rhen has to get someone to fall in love with him or he turns into a beast at the end of the season and terrorizes everyone around him. Rhen’s only guard, Grey, helps Rhen by kidnapping girls and bringing them to the castle. During one of these trips, Harper sees Grey trying to kidnap a girl and decides to step in. Instead she ends up being kidnapped and brought to the castle. Unlike most of Rhen’s victims, Harper is stubborn and strong. And for Rhen, she may be his only hope of helping his people. This book was everything I loved from “A Court of Thorns and Roses” and “Cruel Beauty” mixed in one. I LOVED THIS BOOK SO SO SO MUCH. Just read it! If you are a fan of fantasy or retellings you definitely need to read this.
South African bookworms rejoice! Amazon has finally granted us access to their Kindle Unlimited Program.
If you haven’t heard of Kindle Unlimited before, basically it works as a sort of e-book library. You pay a monthly fee of $9.99 and get access to over a million titles as well as thousands of audiobooks.
You borrow the title you want by clicking “Read for Free” and once you are done, simply “return” it.
Kindle Unlimited does offer a free trial so you can try before deciding if it is for you.
I have joined already and so far it has been really fun reading L.J Shen’s books without having to pay for them.
Have you joined Kindle Unlimited? What are some of your Kindle Unlimited recommendations? Let me know below.