Lola is so freaking funny and uncensored. Exactly the kind of heroine I love to find. Gotta explore more of the author's works now. Can't miss out on fiLola is so freaking funny and uncensored. Exactly the kind of heroine I love to find. Gotta explore more of the author's works now. Can't miss out on finding unfiltered heroines now that I've met Lola.
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I leaned forward. “A non-disclosure agreement? Aren’t these those things that mean I’m not allowed to talk about something you are going to show me? Is it a really weird mole? Because this might be a bad time to admit I have a thing for pulling out hairs. If you show me a hairy mole, I’m totally busting out the tweezers and having the time of my–” Christian raised his palm toward me without a sound, cutting me off. I gulped and leaned back in my chair, hands on my thighs. “If you sign this, I’ll tell you why you’re really here. If you don’t, I’ll give you a severance package and you can be on your way.” “Oh my God. I read Fifty Shades a few years ago. I mean… Your name happens to be Christian… Are you actually some kind of perverted sex fiend?” I clamped my mouth shut when I saw the look on his face and pressed my lips together. “Sorry. Bad time for jokes
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Lola jumped back suddenly, smiling while practically gasping for breath. “Sorry. I’m a little bit of a hugger. It won’t happen again. Sir.” She added that last bit after a delay. “Well, it won’t happen unless you do something really nice again. If you are nice to me, I can’t promise I won’t hug you.” “I’ll do my best to avoid being nice,” I said flatly.
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Mr. Stone stared. “Your dog escaped into a creek this morning and you had to jump in to save her?” “After I’d already showered. Yes. So I had to shower again. Can you believe that?” “I don’t, no. This is your first and final warning, Miss Thorn. I do not tolerate tardiness.” He took my arm in his hand and dragged me toward the elevator. I felt like a child getting scolded by her super-hot, grumpy teacher. I should’ve been mortified, but some twisted, perverted part of me hoped we’d get to the spanking part once the elevator doors closed.
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I clenched my fists, biting out the words. “You owe me nothing, Lola. This was all my choice.” She got up and grabbed the bowl of soup, carrying it to the sink and setting it down. “Then at least tell me what this is all really about. If you have feelings for me, act like an adult and just say so. I’m tired of the games.”
YESS ADULT CONVERSATION. She is so direct, leaving no possible miscommunication. I LOVE HER. -----
I shivered, melting into his touch when he put his big hand on my cheek, cupping it and drawing me closer. “Last chance to run, Butterfly.” Oh, was he still rolling with the social butterfly nickname? “Why? Do you have handcuffs hidden in your pants or something?”
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“I want to taste you so fucking bad,” he growled. His stubble tickled my inner thighs. “Help yourself,” I whispered. He looked up, quirking an eyebrow. “I suck at dirty talk, okay? Just… do your thing. Please,” I added.
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“We’ll come back here, and I’ll fuck you so good you won’t have any energy to feel guilty. Then–” “Fuck me so well,” I corrected. “No. I’m going to fuck you good. And I’ll fuck that proper grammar of yours, too.” I scrunched up my forehead, pulling back to look at him. “If I knew good grammar was going to get me fucked by a man like you, I would’ve paid a lot more attention in school.”
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I grinned when I rolled over to find Lola sleeping beside me in a pile of messy, tangled hair. Her mouth was hanging open and drool glistened at the corner. She had one leg thrown over the edge of the bed and an arm draped over her forehead. It looked like an explosion had sent her flying and she’d just landed in a heap on my bed. I leaned in slowly to kiss her forehead. She sucked in a surprised breath through her nose, snorting and rolling over to begin an impressive string of snores
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Okay okay enough! I need to stop quoting all the Lola fun in this. I might end up copy pasting the whole book.
Okay, I admit, I was about to give it 1 star. Then that epilogue got me. Those 2 stars are for Eric's humor andAlternate title : Right Guy, Wrong Girl
Okay, I admit, I was about to give it 1 star. Then that epilogue got me. Those 2 stars are for Eric's humor and every chapter of his pov alone. Those are the only enjoyable parts for me.
I was all set to pour out an essay's worth of my intricately woven thoughts, venting my frustration about Anna (h). I was about 88% into it, and just at that point, she managed to push me to my limit. At that moment, I threw my hands up and decided, "Screw it. Let's boil it down to a single sentence. I just can't muster up the energy to go all-in."
This is such a happy contrast to the last book i DNFed (and also i've been in a reading slump) as the main characters in this book get "fake" married This is such a happy contrast to the last book i DNFed (and also i've been in a reading slump) as the main characters in this book get "fake" married within the first 16% of the story, and the plot starts right away without any unnecessary delays. Usually, I'm not a fan of the fake marriage/relationship trope because it often involves MCs being oblivious to their feelings and refusing to acknowledge them, which drags the story unnecessarily. (you can see why i haven't read TLH & TSLD )
Fortunately, this one wasn't anything like that and once they admit their unabashed lust for each other, the build-up for hot spicy scenes incessantly occurred. Enough to get both the MCs and the reader all hot and bothered.
I even loved that there was never a question for the hero to even think of being unfaithful to the heroine even when it was just a fake marriage as though it was an unspoken fact. They were both on the same page throughout the book individually, I never once questioned their growing love. Additionally, I have a soft spot for the boss-employee enemies-to-lovers trope, so I was naturally inclined to pick up this book.
The reason I'm deducting one star is because the book promised a lot of spice with incredible dirty talk between the main characters. I expected a higher level of explicit content, but unfortunately, it fell short in that aspect. Apart from one sex scene and an oral encounter, there wasn't as much explicit content as I had hoped for and it was all FTB right at the promising moment.
If it weren't for the fact that I still enjoyed the journey and found this to be an entertaining story within a trope I don't typically enjoy, I would have given it 3 stars. Moreover, it managed to pull me out of my reading slump, so it definitely deserves a solid 4-star rating....more
Vi Keeland's latest book has officially become my favorite of hers. It stands out as the kinkiest and most explicit piece of smut I've come across in Vi Keeland's latest book has officially become my favorite of hers. It stands out as the kinkiest and most explicit piece of smut I've come across in her repertoire. With a Vi Keeland book in hand, I don't feel the need to dive into the blurb or sift through reviews beforehand. Regardless of the plot, I can always count on her work to be light-hearted, fast-paced, and devoid of unnecessary delays when it comes to the main characters' initial encounter. Her stories never fail to make me burst into laughter and provide the perfect escape when I'm in the mood for something entertaining yet not overly heavy or cringe-inducing. True to form, this story wasted no time in introducing us to Beck Cross and Nora right from the very first page.
Their first and many conversations (banter and bickering more like it) never ceased to make me laugh. Their arguments were foreplay for both of them. The fact that they never hid their lust from each other while also maintaining the no-acting-on-it policy was delightful to witness. When they did get together for their casual no-strings-attached relationship, it was unexpectedly delicious because i was not expecting this level of dirty-talk as well as kinkiness from Vi Keeland.
From the start, Beck wasn't entirely enthusiastic about their relationship being solely based on sex. If Nora had been looking for something serious and wasn't hell bent on it being casual, he would've no issues being serious with her. This aspect of their dynamic, seen through Beck's perspective, remained consistent throughout the story, which I found refreshing. It wasn't a typical casual-turned-forever story where its sex till 90% then out of the blue with minimal character development and relationship growth, they fall in love and head to the hea. No, this story was all about showing, not just telling.
What sealed the deal for me was the fact that it wasn't limited to just that, It became emotional, intense, and even ventured into uncertain territory, which left me feeling anxious. Yet, throughout their journey, Beck's personality surprised me. Despite his initial portrayal as a rich, handsome, and delightfully crude billionaire "alpha" male, he exhibited undeniable sweetness, care, and love like a cinnamon roll with a pleasant twist.
What's more wonderful about this story is that there's no third party drama and no unexpected ridiculous third act breakup. ...more
I love me some good ol' boss-assistant office romance. What sets this one apart is that, for a change, the hero is genuinely a nice guy. He's well-li I love me some good ol' boss-assistant office romance. What sets this one apart is that, for a change, the hero is genuinely a nice guy. He's well-liked and not your typical arrogant boss manwhore (not that I don't enjoy that).
On top of that, the heroine is ridiculously funny. She's so authentic in everything she does, says, and thinks. From the smallest matters to the big stuff, she's like the epitome of the perfect female main character you'd want to be friends with in real life. She's relatable, someone you connect with on a deeper level. The kind of person you can connect with, the one who says things that make you go, "I know, right! That's exactly what I've been wondering."
Few highlighted quotes for example :
This was a Fortune 500 company, and at this moment, I was trusted with the phone. Me, the person who was terrified to call the pizza place down the street to order delivery. But my phobia would have to take a hike, because answering the phone was an unfortunate requirement of the boss’s assistant.
I wanted to scream. He couldn’t just leave me hanging like that. Surely he had something insightful to say. Such as I want to throw you over my shoulder and take you back to my condo and do unspeakable, delicious things to your body, or I think your excessive babbling and breaking into my apartment is sort of cute and am glad I hired you. What dream world did I live in where CEOs of multi-billion dollar corporations doted on assistants? I really needed to lay off the office romances for a little bit because, much like Disney princesses, they were planting unrealistic ideas in my head, like the possibility that my boss could be smitten over me.
“Can I help you with anything?” I asked. The whole workplace fling was new to me, and I didn’t really know how it worked in terms of hook-up etiquette. Did we just get to the good stuff, or did I help out like a girlfriend would? Shove my hands in the butt pockets of his very well-fitting dress pants? Or remove his collared shirt, one button at a time? Decisions, decisions.
She's genuinely adorable in a relatable way. She's hilarious, intelligent, doesn't back down easily even after his apologies, straightforward about needing actions instead of mere words, and has those delightful, cringeworthy yet amusing moments with the hero throughout the book (the kind I absolutely enjoy reading). And her perspective is just perfect and her pov is just chefs kisses.