It’s that time of year when bloggers turn their minds to their favourite reads and try and come up with clever lists and pithy statements about the books they loved best that year. Alas I’m all out of pithy statements, but I had plenty of books to choose from. As it happens, all my favourite reads were released in 2015 – which represents no more than that I read more new releases this past year than I did last year.
Here they are, in no particular order:-
Doing No Harm by Carla Kelly
This book was like a warm snuggly blanket of delicious. Even though it contained some heavy themes, it was completely charming.
She laughed and slapped his head, which made him grab her and kiss her, not on the forehead this time. Her arms went around him as though they did this every day, and they stood together in a tight embrace.
She drew away first; he had no immediate plans to ever move.
The Deal by Elle Kennedy
Oh, man, I loved this book so hard. If I absolutely had to choose a No. 1 favourite for the year, it would probably be The Deal. Probably.
Garrett climbs on the bed and lies down, resting his head on a mountain of pillows. I’ve never met anyone who sleeps with so many pillows. Maybe he needs them to cradle his massive ego.
The Shameless Hour by Sarina Bowen
Bella was always one of my favourite characters from the Ivy Years series and her books totally lived up to expectations for me.
It’s hard to admit you’re just in someone’s periphery when you imagined you were closer to the center of their world.
The Friend Zone by Kristen Callihan
Loved Gray and Ivy. Loved the banter, loved their chemistry. Total win.
“I nearly wet myself when I saw him,” Fi prattles on. “Jay-sus, he’s hot. And freaking huge. A veritable mountain of sexy.” She fans her face with exaggerated movements. “Seriously, Iv… You could climb him like Everest, make base camp at his cock, and tackle the rest in the morning.”
In the Middle of Somewhere by Roan Parrish
Beautifully written debut.
Maybe the point of I love you is that it is a tether. A connection so you can find your way back to someone even when shit seems huge and unmanageable on your own.
Him by Elle Kennedy & Sarina Bowen (which I reviewed at my own blog)
Elle Kennedy AND Sarina Bowen. It’s a twofer.
“Yeah? Hit me. What’s good about going gay?” I nudge him back under the table.“Well, dicks,” he says. “Obvs.”
Ride Steady by Kristen Ashley
Who knew Joker was going to be such a wonderful hero?
“What can I give you, Butterfly?” he asked quietly.
A Desperate Fortune by Susanna Kearsley
Susanna Kearsley never fails to satisfy. Two beautiful romances. Very special.
His logic made me smile a little. “No.”“Then I’m the variable.” Lowering his mouth to mine, he set about convincing me, and did a thorough job of it. I wanted to believe.
He said, “You never need to change for me.”
The Girl Next Door by Amy Jo Cousins
This book was all about Cash for me. I loved his humour and his kindness. He made me laugh and he made me awwww. Plus; holy hotness Batman.
“Are you flexing your pecs at me?”
He was a truthful guy, but, dude…
“No way.” He duplicated the movement, tried to figure out what else could have caused him to twitch like that. “Stomach cramp.”
(There is one more in my full length novel list but as it was written by someone from Dear Author I won’t include it here. If you want to know what it is, hit me up on Twitter. @Kaetrin67)
Favourite Novellas and Short Stories
Craving Flight by Tamsen Parker
Just beautifully written, this moody BDSM novella was a stand out.
Curled up in his lap, my head resting against his chest, I start to calm. By the time he’s helping me dress then spooning me on my side of the bed, he’s eased me enough to fall asleep. When I startle awake in the middle of the night, coming to consciousness with the feeling of freefalling with no wings, he’s there. He doesn’t usually hold me through the night, probably because it’s uncomfortable lying on the gap between the beds, but tonight he is. The selfless gesture of concern is touching.
“Go to sleep, little bird. I’m not going anywhere.”
Luminous by AE Ash
Another one that was beautifully written, the words were evocative and gorgeous.
Luminous. That was the word that appeared in her mind. He was luminous and impossible and bleeding out right in front of her, curled in fetal position, eyes closed. Gold skin, gold hair, dark red blood. The fireball had dropped here, and the dream had led her outside today—no helm and no idea what she was walking into.