It’s that time again for Pretty Mess Reading 2017 Favorite Books List!!! 2017 was a year of love for me. There were so many amazing books – a few let downs too, but we’re not worried about those right now.
Every book on my 2017 Favorite Books List gave me some type of feels. Some pissed me off. Some made me fall in love. Some took me by surprise. Overall, they mean a lot to me.
My 2017 Favorite Books List are all books that have stayed with me long after I finished them. They are not in order and some aren’t even 5 STAR reads. I will tell you that ALL of them gave me a book hangover.
In no particular order, here’s my 2017 Favorite Books List. . .
Ex-hustler Javier Landes is asking for his third chance at love. The third time proves to be the charm when he meets a Manhattan art therapist named Steffen Finch. What starts as casual and curious deepens into a passionate relationship–everything Jav has ever wanted, and everything he fears losing.
Music . . . the heart’s greatest librarian.
The average song is three and a half minutes long; those three and a half minutes could lead to a slow blink, a glimpse of the past, or catapult the soul into heart-shattering nostalgia.
Just because Kate ‘Middleton’ McGrath, wants a man to call ‘daddy’ in bed doesn’t mean— Oh, you stopped reading. Cool.
Kate gets it. Kinks aren’t for everyone. Hell, they’re probably not for Mr Henderson, her grumpaholic boss. She really shouldn’t have crush on him, but the man is just so goddamn stern. Sure, a lot of that comes down to ‘being her boss,’ but still, it feels like there might be something there.
You know when you’re looking at someone and you can’t help but smile at how oblivious they are to their own charm? That’s what was happening to me, and it was making me feel…happy. Euphoric. Something indescribable. It was like we already knew each other, like we had met in a previous life. Memories that didn’t exist began exploding in my mind like fireworks.
He’s not a douchebag; but that doesn’t stop his friends from turning him into one. MY FRIENDS WANT ME TO GET LAID. So much so that they plastered my ugly mug all over campus, in bold printed letters: “Are you the lucky lady who’s going to break our roommate’s cherry?
Him: socially awkward man with average-sized penis looking for willing sexual partner. You: must have a pulse. He will reciprakate with oral. Text him at: 555-254-5551
The last thing I need is to be saddled with the on-the-run niece of the family I’m about to take down. Gianna Silva wants me to help her find her missing mother. But I’ve got bigger fish to fry—namely, her cousins Stefano and Santos Silva. I’m working on the inside, feeding information to the FBI, and I’m about to drop the net on their ring of counterfeiters. To keep Gianna out of my way, I’ve agreed to help her but under one condition: What I say goes. No questions. No pushback. I make the rules.
One night changed her life…
Bestselling author Amelia Greyson has grown up in the music industry and isn’t the slightest bit fazed by fame or celebrities. However, when she attends a Bastards and Dangerous concert with her best friend Belle, her world shifts on its axis.
Sawyer and Noah Weston are the front men of BAD. They’re fraternal twins and sexy as sin.
Three life-altering months …
That’s how long it’s been since Amelia Greyson joined the Just an Illusion Tour with Bastards and Dangerous. She’s made new friends, embraced her past, and even found love.
Back on the road …
Lives are turned upside down …
Everything was perfect before life came to a screeching halt.
When devastating loss flips Amelia’s world on its axis, she loses her spirit. Mel isn’t the only one hurting, though; the members of BAD are also struggling to find their way after that tragic night.
Life goes on …
My darkness was born in it.
Her secret was created by it.
My job was immersed in it.
It would either ruin us or save us.
Our love had to live in the past…
The first time we met I knew.
She was perfection.
I needed to know everything about her—what made her smile, what her lips tasted like, what her body felt like under my skin…
TTYL, lovers. . .