How To Remove A Brain: Book Review


And Other Bizarre Medical Practices and Procedures

David Haviland

Genres: non-fiction, humour

Publication: 10th August 2017


“Hilarious, and sometimes stomach-turning, vignettes.”~New Scientist

• How was history changed by a single Soho water pump?

• Where is the soul found?

• How long does it take to digest chewing gum?

•• What are hiccups for?

• Does organ theft actually happen?

• Did Christopher Columbus import syphilis to Europe?

• Was King George V killed by his doctor, in order to meet The Times’ deadline?

Taking in everything from the outrageous (yes, Hitler was addicted to crystal meth) to the eye-watering (such as the renowned surgeon who accidentally cut off his patient’s left testicle) to the downright disgusting (like the ‘cure’ for toothache used by the Egyptians involving dead mouse paste), this book proves that medical science is not for the faint-hearted, lily-livered or weak-stomached!



I always enjoy reading Did You Know GK facts that are printed in magazines so when I got hold of this book, I was very very excited to read it. And as expected I totally enjoyed reading this book.

The entire book is filled with really bizarre facts and I had a seriously humorous adventure reading about these facts.

Reading this book was quite an enlightening journey too, apart from been humorous. Through this book I got know about few people who made some groundbreaking discoveries that played a significant part in helping people and improving there lives. I also got to know about different diseases, bizarre techniques that were implemented to cure diseases and weird diagnostic methods that were applied to know what a person suffered from. I was thanking God that I am born in an age where science and medicine has advanced so much, even though I was having a laugh reading those bizarre healing techniques and diagnostic methods the people previously believed in.

Other two portions that I quite enjoyed reading were, first was where some of the diseases famous people suffered from was mentioned and second was where how People got famous because they were linked to a particular disease was mentioned.

I just have one complaint about this book, i.e, in some places I would have liked a bit more detail.

Final words

This is a kind of book that I think everyone will enjoy reading, so I ask you all to click on the buy links and order your copy now.




*Received a free copy of this book from the publisher in return for an honest review*


One of the most hilarious quote present in the book:

‘Optimistic lies have such immense therapeutic value that a doctor who cannot tell them convincingly has mistaken his profession.’ ~George Bernard Shaw

What others are saying

I never thought a book titled How to Remove a Brain would be so incredibly brilliant. David Haviland, I don’t know you, or why you create books like this and Why Dogs Eat Poop, but you are clearly smarter than your maturity level.” Kick Ass Book Reviews

“Any fan of the absurd and/or obscure is sure to delight in this strange (and slightly stomach-turning) book. I love trivia and this book delivers.” As the Page Turns

“Contains“Contains fascinating insights into medical history, in spite of its off-beat title.” Irish Medical Times

“Delightfully disgusting.” Whatchamacallit

“A hilarious look at medicine throughout history… a painstakingly researched compendium of bizarre facts from the world of medicine, administered with a healthy dose of humour… a must for fans of the bizarre, and perfect prep for livening up dull dinner party conversations.” GQ

“A GP Christmas stocking must… From the ‘Wisdom of the Ancients’ through to diseases, diagnoses and cures, this rip roaring journey through the wonders of medical advancement misses little. The content is without doubt one of the funniest recaps of the great, good and unbelievable of medicine. 9/10” Pulse Magazine


The End Release Blitz

Title: The End

Author: M. Rose Flores

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: April 16, 2018

Heat Level: 1 – No Sex

Pairing: No Romance

Length: 81200

Genre: Horror, LGBT, horror, zombies/undead, post-apocalyptic, in the closet, dark, no HEA, bisexual, tearjerker


On Cate Mortensen’s seventeenth birthday, her family is scattered in a fight for survival, and she and her sister Melody are catapulted headfirst into a world where their phones are just hunks of plastic, they must scavenge for every bite, and they sleep with weapons in their hands. Traveling alone, and then not so alone, they follow the route their family planned to Alcatraz Island where the hope of safety and a real life awaits.

After more than a year on the road, Cate has found three things to be true. One: Zombies are a thing now. Two: Not all zombies are just zombies. Three (the game changer): Cate is immune to the infection.

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M. Rose Flores © 2018
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Chapter One: Pay Attention

Where did these zombies come from, and how did I not notice them until now? This isn’t the worst we’ve faced, true, but zombies in general are dangerous and six at a time is not a number anybody should be comfortable with.

“Mel!” I call to my sister, keeping my eyes on the approaching zombies. “How’s it coming?”

Melody is a little way up the road from me, elbow-deep in the engine of a rusty old pickup that she said would be an easy fix. She was so confident, in fact, that we packed all our stuff and the dog into the truck. That was two hours ago.

“Fine,” she mumbles. “Getting there.”


“I don’t know—yeah, soon.” Clang! “Why?”

“Like, in the next thirty seconds?”

“Cate, why?”

“We’ve got company.”

Mel growls and kicks the tire of the truck.

I yank the axe out of my belt loop just as three, four, eight, nine more come wandering out of the evergreens that surround the road.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Mel mutters. She whispers through the open window to the dog, “Chaz, down.”

Chaz settles on the front seat. A few of them may notice him if they get close enough, but they’ll always pick people given the option. He’ll be safe for now.

Safer than we are.

I swing my axe at the first one to approach, a clean hit to the back of the neck. The jaws continue to gnash after the body falls to the ground, but since that’s all that’s still moving, it’s not a threat anymore. The three fast approaching on my right and the one foot-dragger on the left, those are threats. I shove back the closest one, sending it sprawling, bury my axe into the second’s head, and work it free just in time to dodge the foot-dragger’s claws. The miss throws it off-balance and it falls to its exposed kneecaps. I split its skull before it has a chance to stand.

That’s one universally reliable factoid from zombie lore: head shot equals kill. The rest of it is a mixed bag of facts and fabrications.

By the time I dislodge my axe again, the one I shoved is in my face. I don’t even see another coming at me until it knocks the axe out of my hand.

“Damn it!” I fish my knife out of my jacket pocket and dispatch both of them. When I’m done, I bend down and pick up the axe.

I hear the thick squish of Mel’s little pocketknife penetrating rotten flesh and the subsequent dropping of one body, quickly followed by another, and the dull thud of her hammer and an exuberant ha! I turn to find her unscathed with three corpses at her feet. Go, Mel.

Before I can turn back around to assess my end, an especially rotten zombie takes my arm and pulls it toward its gaping maw. It bites down on the sleeve of my green canvas jacket, which I was wearing specifically for this reason. I let it think it has me while I split its skull. As the jaws go slack and the corpse collapses, I rub my forearm gingerly. Ouch. That’ll be a nasty bruise. But it serves me right for not paying attention. Again.

I turn to check on Mel just as a gigantic zombie in a leather jacket—and is that a motorcycle helmet?—lunges at her from behind, bowling her over like a house of cards. Her glasses go flying, and she hits the ground with an oomph, dropping her blade as the zombie chomps at her face uselessly through its helmet. Her knife skitters across the pavement and out of reach.


I run toward them, vaulting myself over the hood of a car, losing my axe for the second time as I do. She’s pinned, and although the teeth are no threat inside that helmet, it’s only a matter of time before the claws rip through her hoodie. She’s trying to push it off, but it’s one of the biggest bodies I’ve ever seen, alive or dead. Just massive. I shove my hand into my pocket but find it empty. Where the hell is my knife? No time. I grab the first tool my hand lands on, a big-ass wrench, rip the giant’s helmet off, and swing for all I’m worth until its head is obliterated.

Mel retrieves her glasses and sits up, panting. That would have been a horrible way to go. She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand, shaking her head in relief. But her face changes and she points over my shoulder.

“Cate, behind you!”

Two more are right in front of me, so close they could reach out and touch me, which of course they do. One grabs my upper arm while the other closes in for a bite on the other side. I yank backward, shed my jacket, and stumble away from the two man-eaters but trip over the giant. Mel steps over me like an action heroine with her miniature .22 handgun drawn and ready. She puts them both down and helps me up. Four left.

We run around them in opposite directions, positioning ourselves behind them. I manage to kill one before the next has time to turn around. As soon as it does, I cave its face in with the wrench. When I turn to check on Mel, she’s already wiping her knife clean and stepping—somewhat delicately—over the last two corpses.

“Dude, what happened?” she asks.

I know she’s pissed; I had it coming. I don’t apologize, though. The words sit stubbornly in my throat.

“Sun was in my eyes,” I mumble. The excuse sounds even more flimsy out loud. “You said the truck would be an easy fix.” I don’t know why I resort to blame-shifting instead of just fessing up.

“Okay, how about next time you fix the car and I’ll try to get us killed?” she snaps. “And you’d better clean the brains off my wrench!”

I silently retrieve my axe from where it fell and my knife from the eye I left it in, and wipe the brainy blade, then the wrench, then my axe, on the clothes of various fallen zombies.

That’s something I didn’t expect: there’s very little blood in zombie killing if you’re doing it right. The movies would have you believe that there are buckets of the stuff just flying around every time you whack one. But the thing is—and it makes sense once you think about it—their hearts aren’t actually beating, and no beating heart means no pumping blood and therefore no bleeding. What ends up on the weapon and sometimes your clothing after you put a zombie down is a thick sludge made of gray matter and coagulated blood. It’s still disgusting, especially the odor, but at least it doesn’t splatter.

“I’m sorry, okay?” I slide my axe back into my belt loop.

Mel holds stubbornly onto her last shred of anger, aggressively polishing her glasses with the hem of her shirt. Suddenly she’s on me, squeezing the life out of me with her skinny arms. “Just keep an eye out, okay?” She strokes my hair the way my mom used to. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you too.”

“Deal,” I say, breaking the hug gently. I scan the area while Mel tosses her tools into the bed of the truck. “Those shots will bring more in. We’d better get a move on.”

Mel nods and pockets her gun. When she says his name, Chaz sits back up, tail wagging. She slams the hood of the truck. “Let’s go. I think I just barely managed to fix this heap before they got here. Moment of truth…” She twists a couple of wires together and pumps her fist into the air as the truck rumbles to life. “Yes! Life!”

It’s the best sound I’ve heard in a week. Mel and I have been traveling on our bikes since we had to ditch our last ride. The engine overheated, and while we were waiting for it to cool, a massive horde of zombies came wandering out of the forest by the highway. It was either fight and possibly die to save the car or get out quietly, take what we could, and run. We ran.

We did find a car the next day; drove it about five miles before we came upon a fallen tree that blocked the whole road. That didn’t even count as having a ride.

But thankfully, Mel is handy with cars. Very handy. So when we find a working or workable car, we keep it as long as it’s advantageous, and for the rest of the time, we have our bikes. It does limit what kind of vehicle we can use, since it has to have room for us, a seventy-pound dog, two bikes, and two packs, but it’s well worth it to keep the bikes.

Mel hops into the driver’s side and squeezes the wheel.

“I’ll drive first.”

I nod and slide into the passenger seat.

Chaz curls up between us with his torn-up tennis ball.

We pull away from the two cars that the truck was parked between, and we’re about to drive off when I jump in panic.

“Wait!” I fumble with my seat belt and throw open the door.

“Cate!” Mel slams on the brakes as I jump out. “Catherine! What are you doing?”

I run toward the zombies we just killed and jerk my jacket out from under two bodies, ignoring the zombie I didn’t fully kill that snaps at my hand as I do.

Mel glances at me sideways as we begin to pull away again, but she doesn’t say anything about my outburst. Instead, she just sighs and asks, “Back to the coast?”

Our trip through Medford was a bust. I glance at the map, staring at the lines I’ve long since memorized. If we’re lucky, we can be back on the marked route in a couple of hours. But luck is not abundant these days.

We both get discouraged and even a little irritable when a detour turns out to be fruitless. But I have to admit that we’ve had some really successful ones. We found better weapons and a fishing pole plus tackle in Hood River, and in mid-December, we found a house outside Newport in which to ride out a truly hellish winter. The previous owner was just another walking corpse when we found him, but he must have been a conspiracy nut or something because the entire basement was filled floor to ceiling with shelves of canned food and survival gear that we’re still using today. There were also boots that happened to fit Mel’s giant feet, thick jeans for me, those silvery space blankets, and loads of extra socks, which believe me, we needed. We even scored a bike trailer for the dog. So although the detours seem like unnecessary distractions from our ultimate destination, they are necessary. Every one.

We drive west, leaving a pile of twice-dead bodies behind.


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M. Rose Flores has enjoyed writing since she learned how to string letters together. She grew up in the vast green Pacific Northwest of the United States, which with its dense forests, four seasons, and proximity to the ocean made a perfect setting for The End. When she isn’t writing on her computer or in a notebook (though scraps of paper and the palm of her hand will do in a pinch), she works as a professional dog trainer and loves every part of it, even the copious amounts of drool. She believes everyone should be represented in literature and all other media. The End is her first novel.

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“Oh Patrick, again!!!! Why do you need to this again. Wasn’t one time enough?” Elle said, clearly angry at her husband.

“Elle, maybe it won’t happen again…. We have never heard anything happening to anyone else other than us ever, not even in the one month after our last ropeway visit.” Patrick replied trying to lessen some of her anger.

“But you clearly are here with the hope of getting transported to that ancient land. God Patrick, last time we got teleported to Dinosaur world!!! We were going to be eaten by tyrannosaurus rex if we hadn’t got into the ropeway cabin in time. Please Patrick we my not be lucky again….”

Patrick took Elle’s hand and gave a pull, “Maybe we would get transported to a different place… For even if it is the same place we at least know what to expect.” Patrick said winking at her wife.

“Aghhhhh…. You are impossible” Elle huffed and followed her husband into the ropeway cabin.

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The Jane Barnaby Adventures Blog Tour: Spotlight

Finders Keepers
The Jane Barnaby Adventures Book 1
by J.J. DiBenedetto
Genre: Light Suspense Thriller
230 pages
All archaeology student Jane Barnaby had to do was deliver a box of
pottery shards to her professor at his dig site, along with his new
car. Yes, his office was in Oxfordshire, and his dig site was in
Spain, a trip of 1,400 miles across three countries and two bodies of
water. Still, it should have been simple.
That is, until everything went wrong.
Now, Jane has the wrong box and is being chased by thieves who want it and
aren’t particular about how they get what they want.
Add to that, she’s picked up a pair of passengers who both claim they can
help her get her professor’s pottery back and return the artifacts to
their rightful owner. If only she knew who was working with the
thieves and who she can trust in this high-stakes game of finders keepers.
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“You know that expression ‘if looks could kill’ really is just an expression, right? You can stare at me like that all night if you want, but I’m not changing my mind.”
When she’d told him her new plan, Jane had worried, just for a moment or two, that Tom might try to grab the wheel or do something else equally drastic. She wasn’t sure what would have happened if he had; fighting for control of the car with a hostile passenger had not come up in her Driver’s Ed classes back in high school.
Forgoing violence, he’d settled for stunned disbelief, followed by an extended string of what Jane had to admit was pretty creative cursing. She’d smiled through all of it, and she kept smiling when he changed tactics to a one-sided staring contest. But it was starting to become tiresome. His response to her words, though, was equally annoying.
“You are insane. You understand that, don’t you? You are committing a crime. You are making me a party to crimes. Do you honestly not realize that?”
The smile fell from her face, and Jane sighed. “What crime?” Really, she thought, she shouldn’t have to explain this. It wasn’t that complicated. “I was told to pick up a box in the basement of the Institute, and drive it to Professor Welldon in Mallorca. That’s still what I’m doing.”
Jane glanced over, mainly out of curiosity. She wondered precisely what color his face was. It appeared to have passed straight through the usual visual spectrum and was well on its way towards ultraviolet. With great effort, he managed to keep his voice almost under control, though. “It’s the wrong box! It’s our artifacts, not your pottery pieces!”
“Yes,” she agreed. “But I only have your word on that. You don’t have a badge, or a warrant or even a nasty letter to prove it.”

Losers Weepers
The Jane Barnaby Adventures Book 2
226 pages
Jane Barnaby had everything going her way: a prestigious internship at the
Museum of Natural History, a fantastic Upper West Side sublet
apartment, and helping plan her newly-engaged college friend’s
Until a casual lunch with her friend’s fiancé set off alarm bells, and
sent her digging into the rabbit hole that is his past.

When that rabbit hole leads Jane and her on-again, off-again boyfriend to
the English countryside, uncovering secrets dating back to World War
2, searching for priceless art treasures looted by the Nazis, and
fighting off the thieves who will kill to get those treasures for
themselves, will they discover the truth, or lose their lives?
Until a casual lunch with her friend’s fiancé set off alarm bells, and
sent her digging into the rabbit hole that is his past.

When that rabbit hole leads Jane and her on-again, off-again boyfriend to
the English countryside, uncovering secrets dating back to World War
2, searching for priceless art treasures looted by the Nazis, and
fighting off the thieves who will kill to get those treasures for
themselves, will they discover the truth, or lose their lives?

Until a casual lunch with her friend’s fiancé set off alarm bells, and
sent her digging into the rabbit hole that is his past.

When that rabbit hole leads Jane and her on-again, off-again boyfriend to
the English countryside, uncovering secrets dating back to World War
2, searching for priceless art treasures looted by the Nazis, and
fighting off the thieves who will kill to get those treasures for
themselves, will they discover the truth, or lose their lives?

When that rabbit hole leads Jane and her on-again, off-again boyfriend to
the English countryside, uncovering secrets dating back to World War
2, searching for priceless art treasures looted by the Nazis, and
fighting off the thieves who will kill to get those treasures for
themselves, will they discover the truth, or lose their lives?

Her Brother’s Keeper
The Jane Barnaby Adventures Book 3
175 pages
Jane Barnaby has planned the perfect Christmas vacation. Her father and
his fiancé are joining her in Spain at her archaeological dig.
They’ll see her work, meet her mentor, and they’ll all enjoy a few
days of sunny Mediterranean beaches in the dead of winter.
But it all falls apart when Jane’s annoying brother tags along and lands
in jail for a crime he didn’t commit.
To clear her brother’s
name, all Jane has to do is chase a wily female con-artist across
Europe, catch her, and confront the woman and her accomplices. Oh,
and outwit an ex-KGB agent and his personal goon squad along the way.

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J.J. DiBenedetto is author of the Dream Series and the Jane Barnaby
Adventures and lives in Arlington, Virginia with the love of his life
and a white cat who rules the roost.
His passions are photography, travel, the opera, the New York Giants, and
of course writing.
Mr. DiBenedetto is devoted to writing books with a sense of mysticism to
entertain and perhaps invite his readers to suspend belief in a way
they might never have.
Since he was very young , he has always been intrigued with the
supernatural and things that can’t be explained rationally.
By always asking way too many questions, it piqued his interest to the
point of setting his writing off and running when he grew up! All the
curiosity building up all those years were finally getting put into
words to captivate readers. And it hasn’t ended. His main goal is to
share all the stories he has inside, putting pen to paper. And that’s
how the Dream Series was born.
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Willow Woods Academy For Witches Blog Tour: Book Review

Welcome to my tour stop for Willow Woods Academy For Witches blog tour. For my stop I am going to review Willow Woods Academy For Witches (Willow Woods Book 1)

Willow Woods Academy for Witches
Willow Woods Book 1
by R.L.Weeks & Skylar Mckinzie
Genre: YA Fantasy Mystery
An unforgettable YA novel filled with mystery and magic. Fans of Harry
Potter and Beautiful Creatures will love this series.
Kat and Angie have just enrolled at Willow Woods Academy for Witches
against their parent’s wishes. They’re thrown into a magical,
mysterious world that is everything they dreamt it to be. However,
when an ancient book falls into their laps, their worlds are turned
upside down.
10 years ago, a rivalry between the covens of Willow Woods Academy and
Morwood’s School cost many their lives and cast a dark shadow over
the academy. Now, Morwood’s has opened again for the first time since
the incident, and mysterious happenings are occurring – and they all
seem to be surrounding Kat.

School’s never easy, and with her exams coming up, a stalker in the trees, and
her family name shadowing doubt over what side she’s on, the first
year of school is more of an adventure than she had ever anticipated.


The synopsis of Willow Woods Academy For Witches sounds really interesting, plus that cover is quite appealing but I won’t lie, what made me eventually pick this book up was this statement,”Fans of Harry Potter and Beautiful Creatures will love this series” and I love Harry Potter series a lot. I had pretty high expectations from this book and I am really glad that this book lived up to my expectations.

The first thing I wish to talk about is the characters. I loved both Angie and Kat’s characters. Both of them were very relatable. Even though they were witches but they were like normal girls, with normal wishes and desires.

Though we get to know who the villain is in first few pages but still that does not stop this book from being a page turner because with each turning page we get new twists and turns. And the chapters 30-33 just stole the show, they were super thrilling.

If you have read Harry Potter, then in different places of this book you are sure to get Harry Potter vibes, this is something I loved.

As always there are a few things that I didn’t like. Actually there were only two complaints I have about this book. I first one is I wish there was more magic, even though less of magic actually made the characters more relatable to me but still I can’t help myself from asking for more magic. I think the next books of the series will have more magic because the second half of the book had quite a lot of magic plus in next books they will be in higher years and would have learned more magic. Another thing is I wish this book was longer, because I wanted more class (not class of people, I am talking about class where we are taught lessons or subjects) descriptions. There were only three classes described and that too really brief, but those brief descriptions were really nice and left me wanting more.

Anyway these minor problems didn’t stop me from loving this book a lot and will not stop me from picking up next books in Willow Woods Series. There is a cliffhanger at the end and I just can’t wait to read what the next book has in store.

Final words

If you have read and loved Harry Potter then this book is definitely for you. If you haven’t read Harry Potter but are fan of YA fantasy/ mystery, then do give this book a shot you won’t be disappointed.



(4.5 STARS OUT OF 5)

Willow Woods Academy for Witches and Wizards
Willow Woods Book 2
An unforgettable YA novel filled with mystery and magic – Fans of Harry
Potter and Beautiful Creatures will love this series.
The girls are back at school, but Angie’s dreams about a secret order may
be more than just dreams.
Lara Ash is about to find out that all choices have consequences, and that
being back from the dead isn’t as fun as she first thought. She
catches the eye of Angie’s older brother, Grayson, and clings to him
as her world falls apart. The rift between her and Angie Dupree, her
sister Kat’s best friend, causes Kat and Angie to fall out for the
first time.
Angie meets two new friends, the peppy Isolde and secretive Lizzie.
However, they seem to be holding secrets of their own.

When it comes to crunch time, can the group work together to stop an evil
from destroying their lives, or will their own secrets be too much?
This book is recommended for readers aged 13+.
This book deals with bullying and has scenes of mild violence.

R L Weeks is the bestselling and award-winning author of the Dead Loves Life
Series, Bloodlust, The Fallen, Willow Woods Academy for Witches,
Cursed, and the owner of Enchanted Anthologies, publisher of
Fractured Fairytales Books 1 & 2, A Deadly World: Vampires in
Paris, Things Only the Darkness Knows, and Christmas Nightmares.
She lives in a small village in the UK.

When she’s not writing, she’s traveling, reading (paranormal, fantasy and
horror being her go to genres) and designing covers for Dark Wish
Skylar McKinzie lives in the small town of Screven, Ga. When she’s not writing,
she’s cooking, baking, reading, and spending time with her family.
She also loves long walks and sitting by the bonfire in October,
which is her favorite month of the year.
She writes horror and paranormal romance. She is working on her next
novel due to be released by the end of the year.
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Ride With Me Blog Tour: Book Review


by Ashley Hastings

Publication Date: April 5, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance


A bad boy cop and a straight-laced student are about to go on the ride of their lives…

He’s the law, but she’s the one making the rules.

Graduate student Lucy wants order and predictability in her life. She always has a list to consult and a plan to execute.

Police officer Grayson wants to chase skirts and live free. He isn’t interested in being tied to one woman.

Until he meets her.

Lucy agrees to do ride alongs with Grayson as part of her thesis project, and all Grayson wants to do is handcuff her to his bed for a life sentence. Lucy isn’t so sure that Grayson fits her life plan.

Can Lucy resist Grayson’s arresting personality, or will Grayson be able to plead his case and make her his?


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After reading back to back thrillers, I was eager to read something sweet and heartwarming, so I decided to go with Ride with me. Ride With Me scored marvelously in both the departments, it was both sweet and heartwarming plus it was quite steamy which was an added bonus.

Both the main characters were good, especially Grayson. He was very caring not just to Lucy and people he helped during his duty but also to animals. Like Lucy I also love men who care about animals, so Grayson has definitely made a place in the list of best book boyfriends and it definitely helps that he is super sexy and handsome.

Whenever I read a love story, the one thing that I always need is that emotions of the lead (whose pov we are reading) are written well. Ride with Me scored quite satisfactorily in that department. The love letter near the end just stole the show for me. It was very beautiful, sweet and heartwarming. Another thing I loved was Lucy and Grayson’s playful banter and flirtatious talks.

“He regarded me with those warm gray eyes, looking at me as if he couldn’t get enough. Like I was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.”~Lucy

There were only a few things that I didn’t like about this book. I would talk about them now. I felt that Grayson shed the idea of not committing really too soon, even before properly knowing Lucy. There was one instance in this book, where Grayson talked about quitting his job (though he didn’t) so that he could be with Lucy, that was something I didn’t like because I am a kind of person for whom the passion for her work would be something that would always stand above anyone or anything. Another thing, I felt there were too many coincidences in the initial pages of the book, which was something I didn’t like much, but I pretty much forgot about that as the story advanced and I got engulfed in Lucy and Grayson’s story.

Final words

If you are looking for a steamy and heart warming love story, then Lucy and Grayson’s story would be just perfect for you. Click on the buy links right now and book yourself a copy of Ride with Me.



(4 stars out of 5)


Ashley Hastings lives with a menagerie of animals, and one day aspires to be a crazy, old cat lady. She has a starter set of three cats right now. Ashley likes to take long walks each day while she dreams about what her characters will do in the future, and is already hard at work on her next novel.Website | Facebook | Goodreads | Newsletter | Twitter | Instagram | Pinterest | Tumblr | Amazon| Facebook Group


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Top Ten Tuesday: Books I Loved but Will Never Re-Read

Top Ten Tuesday is hosted by Jana@That Artsy Reader Girl. Each Tuesday a new topic is assigned and we have to make a top ten list that fits the topic. This week’s topic is Books I Loved But Will Never Reread.

Sorry I missed Top Ten Tuesday last week and also the week before that. I just couldn’t find the books that would have fit the topics. Finally I am back and here is the list:

1)Before the Rain Falls by Camille Di Maio

It was a really sad book. Though this book has a happy ending, but till the ending, this book is filled with several heart breaking moments. I am not sure if I would like to reread something with this many heart breaking moments.

2)Porcelain: Flesh of Innocents by Lee Cockburn

There are two reasons why I wouldn’t read it again: First, it is filled with pretty gruesome incidents. It has almost graphic description of abuse. Secondly I just didn’t want the killer to go to jail, after all she had suffered so much and her suffering led her to do what she did. It was really heartbreaking when she was sentenced to jail, and I don’t want to break my heart again.

3) Limelight by Alyson Santos

There was one twist near the end of the book, which just speared my heart into two pieces. Even though that was one of the reason this book stands out among other books of its genres, plus it is one of the reason I gave this book .5 stars more, because I actually cried when I read that twist, but still it was so heartbreaking that I can’t let my tiny heart deal with it again.

4)Moonlight City Drive by Brian Paone

The reason I won’t read this again is because I am torn between liking and not liking the end, though I am more towards liking it, but my morals are kind of against that ending, so I just won’t be able to reread this book knowing that would be the end. Another reason is it had a few gross incidents, I am pretty sure I wouldn’t like to read them again.

5)Stalker, My Love by Zack Scott

It was a mystery book, but it had a budding love story but at the end of the book they got separated, I am not sure I would like to read again of this heart breaking thing.

6) A tale of two cities by Charles Dickens (Goodreads link, not reviewed on my blog)

The sacrifice at the end sounds great on first read, but knowing that one of my favourite characters would eventually die, I won’t be able to read this book again.

7)Bluff by Julie Dill

The end again!!!! I won’t be able to reread this book knowing that the book will end like that.

8)Asleep From Day by Margarita Montimore

Another book with the same problem, the end. On the first read, the end was something I liked but if I read this book again, it will just break my heart each time I read about their budding romance, knowing they won’t end up together.

Sorry, the list ends here only as I could not find any other book which could fit the list.

Have you read any of the books in my list? If yes then will you re-read them or you wouldn’t like me?