Last book you purchased? Tell us about it.
I bought Bones in Her Pocket by Kathy Reichs. It’s her first novelette ebook, and it was okay. I liked the first two thirds of it, then it ended with something completely random which seemingly had no real connection to the rest of the book. I felt like she was using the book as a way to promote her views about the cruelty of puppy mills. Which is fine. Puppy mills are cruel and should be shut down. But if you’re writing a book, at least weave your message into the storyline Don’t just throw it on top and expect it to blend.
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Turning her attention back to the bookstore, she runs her eyes over the window display: a selection of highly sought after Old World books, recovered from the remains of prior human civilization.
The bell on the door tinkles as she opens it … then plummets to the floor at her feet with a somewhat disenchanting thud. Alex hears the noise and enters the storefront through a door at the back, his nose buried deep inside an Old World reference book.
He has salt-and-pepper hair now, although it shows no signs of receding. With practice, he’s cultivated the notion of ‘permanently windswept’ into something truly dramatic, and his rough charm wears it well.
Unshaven, he verges on scruffy but hangs on to carelessly handsome. Beneath casual, understated clothes, he hides the still well-maintained physique of a Hunter.
Today, with a pair of reading glasses perched on his nose, he looks unassuming and average. To the untrained eye, that is.
Not to Silver’s eye.
Silver tries to hold back a small smile when she sees him, her heart suddenly realizing that six years is an awfully long no time at all. After all, what the mind tries to conceal beneath business and needs and the innumerous complications of life, the heart is able to reignite with a single glance.
The thumping in her chest is so hard it hurts, and she feels dizzy with adrenalin.
At first, he doesn’t even look up from his book. “Can I help you?”
He turns the page, expecting a standard response, but Silver remains silent. Too struck by him to speak, the words get stuck in her throat, so tight she can’t even swallow. Finally, he closes the book with a sharp snap, takes off his reading glasses and looks up.
“Holy cow …” He stumbles back a few paces.
“Moo,” Silver smiles.
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Genre – Dystopian Sci-Fi
Rating – 18+