Her best friend of basically forever, Taylor Lane, thinks her boyfriend of umpteen years is dumping her. Only thing is, Min knows he’s not. So while Taylor wants to go out and do something stupid in retaliation, Min has to try and prevent her from doing something she’ll regret, all while trying to appear supportive.
A lifetime of being known as “the quiet one” never prepared her for this.
Faux Valentine has a solution.
Sheer luck lands Faux right in Taylor’s chosen venue for revenge. While he has no interest in the pissed off princess, he’s always had a thing for her best friend. The one who desperately needs his help. Now that he’s got his little mouse where he wants her, what is he willing to do to keep her there?
Nothing could have prepared him for her.
Warning: This book contains foul language, allusions to underage drinking, circumventing the legal drinking age, and sexual situations.
by Lola Rayne
November 5, 2014
I am a little late getting this review done, and I really regret not reading the book sooner. I picked it up yesterday morning, and the book didn’t close until I reached the end.
Our main character, Min, is a little hard to explain. Racked with a severe case of social anxiety, she doesn’t handle public situations well. She doesn’t really handle them at all. She clams up and doesn’t talk. Yet, when she’s around her friends or when you’re reading internal dialog, she carries the author’s signature snark and humor. As the reader, you can see from the very beginning that the character has the potential to blossom into a really strong female lead. I cant want to get my hands on the next book to see how she progresses further in getting over her crippling fears to really take control of her life.
Our main male character, Faux, doesn’t really seem like a “main” character when we are first introduced to him, but when he really makes his big entrance in the story, I challenge any female reader not to fall madly in love with this man. He’s got the hot looks and the swagger to be able to win over even the frostiest of pearl-clutchers out there. The banter between Faux and Min is priceless. These two characters could not possibly be more different, and yet, they play perfectly off of each other.
As I mentioned, there is plenty of humor in this book. There are even some parts that were so funny, I had to stop reading for a few minutes because I was losing my shit laughing at my desk. If not for any other reason, you need to read this book simply for the description of a stripper’s dancing. I’m not going to blow it because you totally need to read it for yourself. Just trust me….fucking hilarious.
When I write my reviews, I try to list out anything I didn’t like about the book. I have been sitting here going over the Kindle copy to try and nail down anything I took issue with and I came up empty handed. The book is pure entertainment from the very first page. The love story is so sweet and yet unbelievably hot at the same time. I honestly wouldn’t change a thing.
One thing I will caution is I feel this book starts to dip its toes into the erotic romance pool. It doesn’t take a headfirst dive into the erotic romance pool, but it’s definitely not far off from doing so. Listed as New Adult Contemporary Romance, I was pleasantly surprised by how HOT the book is. One scene in particular had me feeling a bit like a Peeping Tom, and there isn’t even full-on sex in it! Hot hot hot!
Overall, Min is an excellent, quick read. I am dying to know what happens in the next book! This is a series I will definitely be following.
*ONLY $0.99 AT TIME OF POSTING*
ABOUT LOLA RAYNE
Shockingly, I don’t struggle less to figure out the line between Ginny and Lola just because I’m working on Lola’s page … I know, I’m as surprised as you are.
What I can tell you is that Lola is full of dirty dreams and dark imaginings.
The Story of Lola:
A pseudonym within a pseudonym, Lola Rayne is a creation of Ginny Lurcock‘s fevered imagination. Less a person, and more of a secret garden of vice where her weird and twisted imaginings are allowed to run, jump, and play.
One that’s now open to the public with lovely guided tours.
And really, that’s all thanks to a girl’s night out.
(This story is less smexy than you’d imagine. I just want to say that right up front.)
See, on this particular evening out, we were discussing bad indie books. Or to be more accurate, bad indie smut. You know what I’m talking about, the ones with the horrible covers, horrible titles, and if you have the misfortune of actually looking inside one… *shudder* Well lets just say the covers and titles do not do the content justice. Yet somehow, these books (that are $2.99 for 50 pages, mind you) are still on the bestsellers list.
All was well until my friend uttered the one phrase guaranteed to burrow it’s way into my brain. “I bet you could do better than that…”
The seed was planted, but of course I couldn’t come up with any clever ideas. Sure I’d joked about writing ghost porn when I first started writing, but since my idea was meant to be absurd I couldn’t even think about it without giggling. With no new smexy ideas presenting themselves, I returned to my comfortable world of not quite YA.
I was hard at work on the story of a girl who got the shit end of the super power lottery when, as always, I got an idea just on the periphery of my imagination. It flitted around, slowly gaining both mass and inertia, but I was sticking to my guns. I was going to finish a story for once goddamnit and it was going to be spectacular.
Then my flash drive crashed.
Well to be fair, I upgraded to a newer, shinier, bigger flash drive and that decided it wanted to corrupt my files. My desire for pretty new techno toys cost me Discordia.
With nothing else standing in it’s way* the tale of girl running from her past and the man who wants to be more than a monster came crashing in, refusing to be denied any longer. And the rest, as they say, is history.
So welcome into the deep dark parts of my deranged mind. Feel free to look around. Just be sure to stay on the path… some ideas are more dangerous than others.
*now that I type this, I’m actually a little convinced that this series had something to do with the death of Discordia. Like it’s some jealous lover who’s not entirely right in the head and decided the only way to get my attention was to remove the competition with extreme prejudice.
Guys, I’m a little scared…