I guess when you select a book with a cover featuring a dismembered doll, you should be prepared for the worst. I have to admit however, that even I almost gagged in the prologue of Richard Montanari’s latest thriller, The Doll Maker. I won’t share the serial killer’s modus operandi cos well…. once that shit’s in your head you can’t get it out.
I’ve talked in the past about my issues of self-worth. I’ve pondered A LOT on whether I deserve to be happy and about my worthiness. And well, quite frankly even I’m bored with that overly introspective shit.
So.. The only thing you really need to know about this book is that I LOVE AMOS DECKER!
What a fabulous new lead character David Baldacci has given us. I’ve read most of Baldacci’s previous books and series and—without a doubt—Decker is my fave protagonist. And I say this after only spending one night with him. So let’s just say…. I’m hoping for many more. *Inappropriate sexual entendre intended* 😉
It’s been a long time since read a romance novel. On purpose, that is. There have been a few romantic suspense novels which have erred too much on the former than the latter, but—if I can help it—I tend to shy away from straight romance*.
However I picked up Only We Know by Victoria Purman, knowing full well what I was getting into… and I don’t regret it one bit.
Jenn J McLeod’s latest novel, Season of Shadow and Light is part of her Seasons Quartet. However… if like me you haven’t read any of the others, there’s no need to panic as it didn’t seem to matter at all.