May 12- August 18
Kell is one of the last Antari—magicians with a rare, coveted ability to travel between parallel Londons; Red, Grey, White, and, once upon a time, Black.
Kell was raised in Arnes—Red London—and officially serves the Maresh Empire as an ambassador, traveling between the frequent bloody regime changes in White London and the court of George III in the dullest of Londons, the one without any magic left to see.
Unofficially, Kell is a smuggler, servicing people willing to pay for even the smallest glimpses of a world they'll never see. It's a defiant hobby with dangerous consequences, which Kell is now seeing firsthand.
After an exchange goes awry, Kell escapes to Grey London and runs into Delilah Bard, a cut-purse with lofty aspirations. She first robs him, then saves him from a deadly enemy, and finally forces Kell to spirit her to another world for a proper adventure.
Now perilous magic is afoot, and treachery lurks at every turn. To save all of the worlds, they'll first need to stay alive.
Review: Finally I finished this book I loved this book and the Writing . this book is about kell who is one of the last Antari which means he can travel to the other Londons
Red which he is from
And black which doesn't exist anymore
Kell is tricked into getting this stone which is pure darkness but he was pickpocketed by lila bard a thief . He finds her takes the stone back but holland finds lila the other Antari and he wants to know where kell is he tries to hurt lila and kell comes and they escape from holland. They go to red London where kell is taken because one of the white London psycho has brainwashed people and taken over rhy body and ends up stabbing him and kills him but kell links his life to his . Kell and lila kill Astrid and athos and destroy the stone . And lila gets her ship. Loved this book can't wait to continue the series.
Quotes :Kell wore a very peculiar coat.
It had neither one side, which would be conventional, nor two, which would be unexpected, but several, which was, of course, impossible.
The first thing he did whenever he stepped out of one London and into another was take off the coat and turn it inside out once or twice (or even three times) until he found the side he needed. Not all of them were fashionable, but they each served a purpose. There were ones that blended in and ones that stood out, and one that served no purpose but of which he was just particularly fond.” .”
“I'd rather die on an adventure than live standing still.”
I'm not going to die," she said. "Not till I've seen it."
Her smile widened. "Everything.
What are you?” she asked.
“A monster,” said Kell hoarsely. “You’d better let me go.”
The girl gave a small, mocking laugh. “Monsters don’t faint in the presence of ladies.”
“Ladies don’t dress like men and pick pockets,” retorted Kell.
Her smile only sharpened. “What are you really?”
“Tied to your bed,” said Kell matter-of-factly.”
His brow furrowed. “And in trouble.
Delilah Bard,” she said. “We’ve met before. And you looked worse.”
Rhy laughed silently. “I apologize for anything I might have done. I was not myself.”
“I apologize for shooting you in the leg,” said Lila. “I was myself entirely.”
Rhy broke into his perfect smile. “I like this one,” he said to Kell. “Can I borrow her?”
“You can try,” said Lila, raising a brow. “But you’ll be a prince without his fingers
July 28-August 1
A contemporary novel about three adopted siblings who find each other at just the right moment.
Being the middle child has its ups and downs.
But for Grace, an only child who was adopted at birth, discovering that she is a middle child is a different ride altogether. After putting her own baby up for adoption, she goes looking for her biological family, including—
Maya, her loudmouthed younger bio sister, who has a lot to say about their newfound family ties. Having grown up the snarky brunette in a house full of chipper redheads, she’s quick to search for traces of herself among these not-quite-strangers. And when her adopted family’s long-buried problems begin to explode to the surface, Maya can’t help but wonder where exactly it is that she belongs.
And Joaquin, their stoic older bio brother, who has no interest in bonding over their shared biological mother. After seventeen years in the foster care system, he’s learned that there are no heroes, and secrets and fears are best kept close to the vest, where they can’t hurt anyone but him.
Review : I freaking loved this book it was heartbreaking and beautiful about family . This is about 3 siblings who each are adopted except for Joaquin because he's afraid
who decided to find each other and they get to know each other . Grace she's going through a lot she just gave her baby up for adoption and wants to find her birth mother . Maya who is dealing with her parents always fighting and her mother secretly hiding alcohol. Joaquin who's foster family wants to adopt him but he is afraid to be adopted because of his past . Grace goes back to school and gets bullied by some asshole who plays baby noises and she ends up punching him and goes to cry in the bathroom where she meets a new friend they develop a friendship which I really liked . Maya has a girlfriend who she ends up breaking up with . Maya mom ends up passing out drunk and ends up going to rehab . Joaquin I really felt for his character cause he's been through so much . They all decide to find there birth mother but find out she died by there aunt but she cared for them all she just couldn't keep them . Joaquin finally decides he wants to be adopted I cried a lot in this book.
I tend to avoid thrillers and mysteries because I'm almost always disappointed by the endings. I especially dislike when authors bring in a complete stranger as the "bad guy" that I've spent no time with in the story! Man, I hate that. Not so with this one! Holy smokes - this was a great read first page to the very last line. Loved it!
Hotel chain mogul Sol DuMont is about to learn that some of life’s biggest surprises come in deceptively small packages—namely a petite heiress named Rain who’s hell-bent on upsetting her family’s expectations—in this first book in the all new series by Thea de Salle, set against the sultry backdrop of New Orleans.
Thirty-seven-year-old Sol DuMont is a divorcee and the owner of a mid-sized hotel chain in New Orleans. Since Hurricane Katrina, his father’s death, and the decision that he and his ex-wife Maddy are far better off friends than lovers, he’s lost interest in almost everything he held dear—parties, people, and pushing limits.
All his limits.
Then Arianna Barrington checks into his hotel.
Twenty-four-year-old Arianna “Rain” Barrington could have been society’s sweetheart. Her family is moneyed, connected press darlings, and make sweeping headlines from coast to coast for reasons both good and bad. But when her mother shoves her at Charles Harwood—the obnoxious, entitled heir of Harwood Corp—to cement a billion-dollar business merger, Rain does the only thing she can think of to escape: she creates a scandal so big Harwood doesn’t want her anymore before fleeing to New Orleans for much-needed rest and relaxation.
All she wants is jazz piano, beignets, and to sail the Mississippi. What she gets is Sol DuMont, a whirlwind affair, and a hands-on education in sex, power play, and pushing limits.
All her limits.
Review : I freaking love this book it was cute and sexy and body positive . Rain goes to new Orleans for a vacation after a scandal about her and a sex tape so her and her brother go to a hotel and there she meets sol who i love he is the owner of the hotel he's a dom and bisexual he and rain strike up a relationship and I love them together the only problem is rains crazy ass mother who is trying to ruin sol hotel .so rain goes to Connecticut to do an interview threatening to do a tell all book about her mother her mom tells her not to and rain says she won't if she leaves her and sol alone . She goes back to sol. I can't wait to read the rest of the series
of course I’d pick the girl with an ex-marine for a chaperone
Sol almost pointed out that Vaughan couldn’t smoke the cigarette in the hotel, but he liked his face and so far this had been an amicable exchange.
Sol DuMont seemed heaven-sent. He was handsome and funny and sexy and sweet, which meant, by some cosmic joke, he probably had dead bodies stored in The Seaside’s freezer. Or maybe he sniffed socks when no one was looking. Or maybe he had a back-hair fetish.
Kitten.” “Yes?” “Are you trying to seduce me?” “Maybe? Is it working?” “Fantastically