‘I can treat this trip like an actual vacation on a tropical island.
Yes, its with my nemesis, but still, Ill take it.’
Olive is always unlucky: in her career, in love, in…well, everything. Her identical twin sister Ami, on the other hand, is probably the luckiest person in the world. Her meet-cute with her fiancé is something out of a romantic comedy (gag) and she’s managed to finance her entire wedding by winning a series of Internet contests (double gag). Worst of all, she’s forcing Olive to spend the day with her sworn enemy, Ethan, who just happens to be the best man.
Olive braces herself to get through 24 hours of wedding hell before she can return to her comfortable, unlucky life. But when the entire wedding party gets food poisoning from eating bad shellfish, the only people who aren’t affected are Olive and Ethan. And now there’s an all-expenses-paid honeymoon in Hawaii up for grabs.
Putting their mutual hatred aside for the sake of a free vacation, Olive and Ethan head for paradise, determined to avoid each other at all costs. But when Olive runs into her future boss, the little white lie she tells him is suddenly at risk to become a whole lot bigger. She and Ethan now have to pretend to be loving newlyweds, and her luck seems worse than ever. But the weird thing is that she doesn’t mind playing pretend. In fact, she feels kind of… lucky.
The Unhoneymooners nearly missed my radar, until recent events had me seeking out contemporary romance stories for comfort. The idea of any contemporary romance with the enemies to lovers and fake dating trope has never failed to excite me – so I didn’t hesitate in picking this up. This book obviously left a big impression on me, even though I can completely see the faults in it that others have mentioned, but it’s just the book I needed for right now.
‘Once upon a time, there was a human girl stolen away by faeries, and because of that, she swore to destroy them.’
After the jaw-dropping revelation that Oak is the heir to Faerie, Jude must keep her younger brother safe. To do so, she has bound the wicked king, Cardan, to her, and made herself the power behind the throne. Navigating the constantly shifting political alliances of Faerie would be difficult enough if Cardan were easy to control. But he does everything in his power to humiliate and undermine her even as his fascination with her remains undiminished.
When it becomes all too clear that someone close to Jude means to betray her, threatening her own life and the lives of everyone she loves, Jude must uncover the traitor and fight her own complicated feelings for Cardan to maintain control as a mortal in a Faerie world.
If it were possible that books were delicious, I’d tell you this about The Wicked King: Jude’s ambition, her tormented romance with Cardan, the war she is waging with the Undersea and her fragmented relationship with her twin sister was all positively delectable to me.
Happy April bookworms! Okay, we’re a bit into April now… but nevertheless I’ve singled out 4 books coming out this month that I’m really excited about. Here’s to hoping they keep me occupied and distracted!
Hello bookworms! How are you? I’m preparing my self-isolation reading tbr for April, and decided that because I have so much free time, I need to revisit some of my all-time favourite books!
‘I have the worst luck ever. I failed my Foundations of Western Art class. My roommate hates me. My ex-boyfriend sent a naked picture of me to his entire debate team. My mom’s having a baby. I’m in New Zealand. And I’m going to find my father. Holy shit.’
Willa Loveridge likes to be in control of everything and everyone. But when things start to spin out of her control, she only knows how to do one thing: panic. When Willa’s estranged father appears after nineteen years of radio silence for the sole purpose of paying her college tuition, without even seeing her or introducing himself, Willa boards a plane to New Zealand in an effort to regain some control of her rapidly spiralling life. She’s done with the absent father act, and wants to find the man that thinks he can just throw eighty-five grand at her and then disappear again.
But after an unexpected emergency landing and a brief encounter with a cult, Willa somehow finds herself in a caravan with a YouTuber, the star of a million Korean Dramas, and a Scottish kid with an unhealthy attachment to his guitar. Together, they navigate the backroads of New Zealand one wrong turn at a time. Which is basically her worst nightmare. Between some unnecessary hand-holding and a swift shove out of her comfort zone, Willa soon finds herself learning the fine art of losing control.
I, Carly, full-heartedly acknowledge that this review is absolutely biased. Because Ashley Shepherd’s writing is like a warm blanket on my soul that I can’t get enough of. The Fine Art of Losing Control is no exception to that. It’s the kind of book I stayed indoors all day reading on a Sunday, unable to leave the comfort of my bed until I knew how this book ended.