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Bred and Butter, by Heather Lauren

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Bred and Butter by Heather Lauren My rating: 1 of 5 stars Bred and Butter is a (thankfully!) short, kinky romance that I wanted to enjoy on its own terms: tight focus, brisk heat, and a sense that the author knows exactly which emotional buttons to press. Instead, I spent most of my time wincing at sentences that seem not merely unpolished, but unproofread, and the story itself never gives me enough character, wit, or tension to compensate. » Who’s laugh makes me smile « That is the problem in miniature: basic grammar slips, and the voice does not feel intentional enough to turn roughness into style. Even the erotic imagery strains for intensity in ways that land oddly chosen rather than charged. » The sight of her painted body withering beneath me is stunning. « Yes, withering. Under him. As if desire were a draught, and her body was a sad little plant being left to crisp at the windowsill. That single word does not heighten anything, it suffocates it. It turns sex into horticultural...
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The Unquiet Grave (Detective Cormac Reilly #4), by Dervla McTiernan

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The Unquiet Grave by Dervla McTiernan My rating: 3 of 5 stars There is a lot here that ought to work for me: a body lifted from a bog, the unsettling suggestion of ritual, and Cormac Reilly caught between a high-pressure investigation and a personal call for help. Dervla McTiernan still writes with that clean, brisk confidence that makes her Cormac books so readable, and, on a scene-by-scene level, I rarely felt bored. That slightly acid note of humour is something I usually enjoy in these novels, and it is here, too, tucked into conversations and reactions rather than delivered as showy one-liners. The problem is that the larger shape of the book never quite gels for me. The central case keeps switching gears in ways that feel more like plot-management than accumulation, and the tension leaks away whenever the narrative turns aside for threads that do not pay their weight. The bog-body premise has a fantastic, sickly pull, and I liked how the novel toys with the reader’s expectation...
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The Co-op, by Tarah DeWitt

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The Co-op by Tarah DeWitt My rating: 3 of 5 stars Tarah DeWitt’s "The Co-op" was a strange reading experience for me. On paper, it should have been effortless: a contentious teenage fling, a decade of distance, then shared ownership of a dilapidated Santa Cruz building that forces LaRynn Lavigne and Deacon Leeds into proximity and co-operation. In practice, it kept oscillating between "this has real spark" and "why is this not doing more with what it has?". I felt compelled to keep going because the book does have moments that are tender, funny, and quietly recognisable. It had its moments, but the gaps were glaring. At its best, it sketches LaRynn with a sharp self-dislike that rings true, and it lets Deacon’s antagonism come edged with understanding. » Even at eighteen, half a step into adulthood, she was permanently on the verge of a fight, nothing and no one around her ever good enough. « The bigger structural issue is how often the story chooses sum...
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This Book Made Me Think of You, by Libby Page

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This Book Made Me Think of You by Libby Page My rating: 3 of 5 stars "This Book Made Me Think of You" has a premise that all but guarantees a soft landing: a grieving woman, a stack of handpicked books, and letters from a husband who knew he would not be there to shepherd her through the first year without him. For the opening stretch, it works. The grief is immediate, the numbness feels recognisable, and the bookshop setting offers a believable kind of shelter. » Crying like that had emptied her out completely. « That is the novel at its best: plainspoken, emotionally attentive, and willing to sit in the messy quiet after a loss. Tilly’s tentative return to reading is also a lovely idea, because it promises something literature can genuinely do - give you language, shape, and temporary room to breathe. The trouble is that the “journey” takes far too long, and not in a luxuriant, character-driven way. It is long as in dilated: set pieces that should have sharpened into tran...
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Das Sommerbuch, von Tove Jansson

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Sommerbuch von Tove Jansson Meine Bewertung: 5 von 5 Sternen Schon vor Jahren gemocht, aber jetzt mit "älteren Augen" nochmals gelesen und jetzt verdienen das Buch und ich auch eine "ordentliche" Rezension. ;-) Tove Janssons "Sommerbuch" ist für mich ein leises, präzises Buch über Nähe, Autonomie und die seltsame Zärtlichkeit, die im Streit steckt. Die Handlung ist eher ein Sommer zustand als eine lineare Story: Sophia und ihre Grossmutter leben auf einer winzigen Insel, und das Buch beobachtet sie beim Umherstreifen, Trotzen, Fragenstellen, Schweigen, Lachen. Gerade diese Episodenhaftigkeit fühlt sich nicht beliebig an, sondern wie eine Form, die dem Gegenstand entspricht: Familie als Wetterlage. » Faulbaum und besonders Ebereschen riechen, wenn sie blühen, wie Katzenpipi. « Solche Sätze sind für mich typisch Jansson: sinnlich, unerwartet, komisch, und zugleich poetisch genau. Das ist keine “schöne” Natur, sondern eine, die wirklich riecht, nervt, kleb...
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Stolen Family (Detective Josie Quinn #24), by Lisa Regan

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Stolen Family by Lisa Regan My rating: 5 of 5 stars Lisa Regan’s “Stolen Family” hits like a heatwave and does not let up. Set against Denton’s Balloons and Tunes Festival, it opens with a tableau that is both theatrical and chilling: two bodies, mother and daughter, arranged beneath fairy lights, and marked with blood-red flowers. The case hooks on spectacle, but it tightens quickly into something far more unsettling - because the killer’s calling card is not just a flourish, it is a promise. » They're camellias. « From there, the novel sprints. Regan is excellent at drip-feeding information without ever letting it feel like stalling, and the heatwave setting adds a faint sense of delirium to the investigation; everything is bright, crowded, and slightly too loud, which makes the moments of quiet menace land harder. When the book swerves, it does so on the back of evidence, not authorial whim. The pacing keeps widening the circle without losing clarity. Each new lead feels like ...
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Wicked Women (D.I. Kim Stone #23), by Angela Marsons

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Wicked Women by Angela Marsons My rating: 5 of 5 stars “Wicked Women” is one of those rare long-running-series instalments that makes you feel, within a handful of pages, that you have come home. As the twenty-third novel in the Detective Kim Stone series , it has every right to coast on familiar beats, but it does the opposite. Angela Marsons drops you straight back into Kim Stone’s world with that familiar, brisk authority - sharp observation, sharper dialogue, and a case that refuses to sit still. The premise flirts with witchcraft, but the book’s real trick is how elegantly it keeps the supernatural at arm’s length: present as culture, performance, fear, and suggestion, yet never allowed to bulldoze the procedural logic. Like Kim, I do not believe in witches, and I loved how the novel leans into that scepticism while staying delightfully ambiguous. » ‘But no one really believes in them,’ Kim stated. « That line sets the tone: we are here for evidence, motives, and human choices, ...
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