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  • Adrian King Inspires Struggling Writers!

    I have a soft spot for college romances… most of mine weren’t worthy of putting crayon to paper but I love hearing people tell me of their cray-cray years in college when they sowed their oats, hops, and every other agricultural metaphor in use to say they ran wild in the sheets! I had a special sort of wild since I was bipolar and stupid–it made me a brilliant artwork of self destruction. I was a beautiful place to visit but you had to be nucking futs to live with me. So I think I love New Adult Romances because now I’m medicated and I can read these and go, “Is that how it was supposed to go? Well, poop!” L.A. Rose is a beautiful place to visit and I would like to live here! I’ve read the second book in this place, James Games and I have Icy Pretty Love which I haven’t read but I highly doubt will be anything less than delicious. Why is L.A. Rose a locale that is so fine? I am a self-medicator where books are concerned. I like books that pull me out of my head and take me somewhere with a little less mental and usually the ones that make me laugh get extra mileage. The start to finish L.A. Rose owns it with this book. It’s not a surface story where you are hearing something being told… she is an amazekittens storyteller that brings you into that warm, funny, awkward, smexy space where you aren’t flipping pages–you have melded a little with Cleo Reynolds and you are feeling her hesitations, hearing her whisper her reminders in your own ears, and your heart is pounding when she is talking out that next love scene to Adrian. L.A. Rose is just that damn good! Cleo is the brain behind her roommates sexy-fun-times, well at least the ones featured in Marie’s romance novels. The “porn” Cleo writes is something especially special since she hasn’t actually experienced the “penetrating” depths of smutty love she is not known by name for penning. When her ink bottle runs dry Marie’s solution for filling it with ink is introducing a delicious slab of hunky inspiration that may squirt under pressure. These lessons in passion to rekindle Cleo’s dampened flames are giving her hot flashes, but she knows very well that model and Greek god, Adrian King, is someone she does not have the prerequisites for because he is way too hot for her to handle. There is also that thing where Marie dosed her with Xanax and Cleo almost molested his tongue during a course experiment… she also volunteered to be tribute for supertasting him, feeling him, and then following through on her threat–suggestion–going for the golden ring and tongue-twisting him during her class and in front of her professor. Of course Marie would pick this particular specimen to be her muse for pelvic juice making. And a good choice, since Cleo seems to be in a perpetual state of ovulation in Adrian’s presence. I have as much love for this book as I do for James Games although I may be more in love with James Games heroine Fiona than I am in with Cleo but–both these books are keepers! You must read these books or garden gnomes will come and poop on your front step! Poop is awful when found anywhere! Read for the happiness of a poop appropriate world!

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