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Alice Orr
murder, violence, kidnapping
This one got a bit too tedious, Im not sure if its the genre itself, but I wasnt really invested in the plot and wished that the two characters had more time so that the romance could develop right along.
It seemed to me that there needed to be more romance itself, as well as chemistry between them.
As for the plot, I honestly could not tell you about it, Thats how uninteresting I found it, This was really a great fast paced read, The plot was excellent, one of the few Intrigues that I've read where I couldn't pick out the ending.
If you find this one anywhere, its worth picking up, Could your whole life change in twentyfour hours
This book is ridiculous, but it was slightly better than expected, Bennett is annoying and toys with Memphis, but he's a vulnerable softie that I liked reading about, My Name is Alice This is My Story, Growing up as an only child until I was nine had a lot to do with making me a storyteller.
I wasnt really alone because I had my imagination and spent loads of time there, I also had Grandma and she did two amazing things for me, She told me stories of her own and she listened to mine, Id sit at the table in her warm kitchen and kick my toes under my chair because my feet didnt yet touch the floor.
Id talk while Grandma listened with a twinkle in her eye behind her rimless glasses, Because of Grandma I love to tell stories, In the eighth grade I had a teacher named Mrs, Mahon. I was a restless, troublesome student, Then she assigned a writing project and I wrote several pages without a restless moment My Name is Alice This is My Story.
Growing up as an only child until I was nine had a lot to do with making me a storyteller.
I wasnt really alone because I had my imagination and spent loads of time there, I also had Grandma and she did two amazing things for me, She told me stories of her own and she listened to mine, Id sit at the table in her warm kitchen and kick my toes under
my chair because my feet didnt yet touch the floor.
I'd talk while Grandma listened with a twinkle in her eye behind her rimless glasses, Because of Grandma I love to tell stories, In the eighth grade I had a teacher named Mrs, Mahon. I was a restless, troublesome student, Then she assigned a writing project and I wrote several pages without a restless moment in any of them.
When Mrs. Mahon handed back the graded papers she dropped mine on my desk said “You know how to write, girl.
” I figured that must be true, Mrs. Mahon wouldnt have complimented bad student me unless she meant it, At last I had something I loved to do that I was good at doing, Still it was decades before I talked about my dream to anybody but myself, My husband Jonathan asked me a question that changed my life, “If you could do anything at all what would it be”I couldnt answer right away, I was afraid that if I spoke the words out loud they'd shatter in the air and my dream would shatter with them.
Finally I said “If I could do anything at all Id be a writer, ”Those words did not shatter and everything Ive done since has been about pursuing them, sitelink.
This one got a bit too tedious, Im not sure if its the genre itself, but I wasnt really invested in the plot and wished that the two characters had more time so that the romance could develop right along.
It seemed to me that there needed to be more romance itself, as well as chemistry between them.
As for the plot, I honestly could not tell you about it, Thats how uninteresting I found it, This was really a great fast paced read, The plot was excellent, one of the few Intrigues that I've read where I couldn't pick out the ending.
If you find this one anywhere, its worth picking up, Could your whole life change in twentyfour hours
Bennett St, Simon was about to find out, . .
One step in the wrong direction and the poor little rich girl stumbled upon a murder scene and into the arms of a man who looked guilty as sin.
Another step, and Memphis Modine whisked her away, . . from haute couture into Hell's Kitchen,
Bennett had longed for something to shatter her privileged yet humdrum existence, Her abductor definitely fit the bill, Memphis was dark, dangerous and possibly deadly, But he made her pulse race and her heart beat faster, . .
I liked the book, but really had to force myself to read it all instead of just skimming.This book is ridiculous, but it was slightly better than expected, Bennett is annoying and toys with Memphis, but he's a vulnerable softie that I liked reading about, My Name is Alice This is My Story, Growing up as an only child until I was nine had a lot to do with making me a storyteller.
I wasnt really alone because I had my imagination and spent loads of time there, I also had Grandma and she did two amazing things for me, She told me stories of her own and she listened to mine, Id sit at the table in her warm kitchen and kick my toes under my chair because my feet didnt yet touch the floor.
Id talk while Grandma listened with a twinkle in her eye behind her rimless glasses, Because of Grandma I love to tell stories, In the eighth grade I had a teacher named Mrs, Mahon. I was a restless, troublesome student, Then she assigned a writing project and I wrote several pages without a restless moment My Name is Alice This is My Story.
Growing up as an only child until I was nine had a lot to do with making me a storyteller.
I wasnt really alone because I had my imagination and spent loads of time there, I also had Grandma and she did two amazing things for me, She told me stories of her own and she listened to mine, Id sit at the table in her warm kitchen and kick my toes under
my chair because my feet didnt yet touch the floor.
I'd talk while Grandma listened with a twinkle in her eye behind her rimless glasses, Because of Grandma I love to tell stories, In the eighth grade I had a teacher named Mrs, Mahon. I was a restless, troublesome student, Then she assigned a writing project and I wrote several pages without a restless moment in any of them.
When Mrs. Mahon handed back the graded papers she dropped mine on my desk said “You know how to write, girl.
” I figured that must be true, Mrs. Mahon wouldnt have complimented bad student me unless she meant it, At last I had something I loved to do that I was good at doing, Still it was decades before I talked about my dream to anybody but myself, My husband Jonathan asked me a question that changed my life, “If you could do anything at all what would it be”I couldnt answer right away, I was afraid that if I spoke the words out loud they'd shatter in the air and my dream would shatter with them.
Finally I said “If I could do anything at all Id be a writer, ”Those words did not shatter and everything Ive done since has been about pursuing them, sitelink.