I just read a romance and I kept thinking it felt a little like fan fiction (no shade, I enjoy) but I couldn’t pick the fandom — until I checked GoodReads and ohhhh, it’s Roy Kent.
He’s here! He's there! He's every-f*cking-where!
(I even thought one of the side characters (not a coach) was a bit like Ted Lasso and still didn’t pick the grumpy hairy ex-footballer lead as Roy Kent!)
Added Ophelia Bell's shop to my list of DRM-free bookshops! 💜
Ophelia Bell is the USA Today bestselling author of the award-winning Fate’s Fools series and loves a good bad-boy and especially strong women in her stories.
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@bookstodon My #review of Archangel's Lineage (Guild Hunter #16) by Nalini Singh is now live! Nothing remarkable plotwise, but there's plenty of interesting new developments here that'll hopefully be expounded upon in the next books in the series.
From: For Love of a Konbini Idol
I Faced Her Onryo Lover
They have a ways to go before they get to the real thing.
Join Ume, Shiomi, and Tomo as their relationship develops. In a creepy world where “love” never dies.
Quote: I looked at the cigarette in my hand, thought, “What the hell?” and took a puff; “Ugh, unflavored.” But I’d finally gotten a kiss from my konbini girl, a secondary kiss, but a kiss.
From: For Love of a Konbini Idol
I Faced Her Onryo Lover
Any port in a storm
“Now, what am I going to do?” I thought.
I glanced around and saw that the other woman, or should I say ghost, was gone. So I bent down to see if I could rouse my charge. Her eyes fluttered. The feral gleam was gone, replaced by sadness. She muttered, “I need a drink.”
I didn’t think so. I could smell the sour odor of alcohol on her breath already, but anything to get her out of there before Mikawa reappeared. “Sure,” I said. “I have some beer at my place.”