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Rating: 5 out of 5 unicorns
Poor Violet always makes the wrong choice. Pity her boss, Alex, doesn’t feel wrong when she’s enjoying his body after work one night. That is, until the next morning when she realizes it could cost her a job. Alex had a bit much to drink before waking up with a strange, yet oh so sexy, bra wrapped around his wrist. Luckily, he has a flow chart to help him solve the mystery. Oh, he also has the scent of her perfume branded on his brain.
My favorite quotes:
“Sinking to the floor in humiliation was for pussies.”
“He always had liked that desk. Best desk ever. And the overwhelming urge he had to be with it right now could not be denied.”
You absolutely should snag this one and find out what those quotes are all about. The mixture of humor and heat kept me turning the pages. Well-written and—as always—Kylie Scott freaking rocks. I say, 5 stars all the way!Reviewed by: Charity Parkerson Reviewer`s blog: The Sinner Author Blog
Rating: 4 out of 5 unicorns
A heart-warming story with a gentle pace and powerful grip.
I feel somewhat liberated as well as deeply moved after finishing The Book Thief. At 584 pages, it’s a decent length. Although I didn’t often feel compelled to pick it up, when I did, I immediately enjoyed it and submerged myself easily because of the vividly drawn characters, including the fascinating and humorous narrator, Death.
Looking back, I have deep respect for Zusak’s crafting of the storyline. He takes us through the years 1939-1945 in the fictional Himmel Street, Molching, set in Nazi Germany. The story follows the hard life of the willful Liesel and her foster family, as told through the eyes of Death, who had developed an intrigue for the girl during her presence at the deaths of others. Death, interested only in lives (and the snuffing out of them) and not in world politics, rarely leaves the microcosmic world of her tale to dwell on the larger, more infamous events and figures of wartime Germany. Zusak skillfully allows these to loom in the background, revealing them through their trickle-down effect. Our eyes are never fully on them, so absorbed are we in the impact of xenophobia and war on Liesel’s small town. This is much like the eyes of the villagers, but clearly to their detriment.
Zusak’s slightly batty but endearing prose puts on its Sunday best toward the end. Line after line is touching, sad, and perfect. Hours have passed since I finished this book, and I am still moved by it. The Book Thief is a powerful, intimate portrayal of Liesel and her family life, as well as a disturbing picture of any street in any German town swallowed up by Nazism.