MANGA CLASSICS: The Scarlet Letter
by Nathaniel Hawthorne, SunNeko Lee, Crystal S Chan, Stacy King
Udon Entertainment
MANGA CLASSICS
Comics & Graphic
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MANGA CLASSICS: The Scarlet Letter
by Nathaniel Hawthorne, SunNeko Lee, Crystal S Chan, Stacy King
Udon Entertainment
MANGA CLASSICS
Comics & Graphic
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Stolen Royals #1
by Kelsey Keating
Swanifide Publishing
Sci Fi & Fantasy
Description:
A stolen kiss. An unstable curse. One big mess in the making.
Derric Harver never expected to amount to anything more than the palace stableboy, but when Princess Maria’s curse keeps her from accepting a prince’s proposal, she turns to him for help, and he doesn’t dare refuse.
With the help of a lady’s maid and a prince, Derric and Maria embark on a dangerous adventure to find the sorceress who cast the curse. Along the way they battle deadly creatures and make new friends–all the while struggling with the undeniable chemistry between them. Reaching their destination won’t be easy, but the true danger peril in the truths they’ve fought for years to keep hidden.
A Stolen Kiss is the first in the Stolen Royals Series–an adventure with magical creatures, dangerous lies, and being true to the power within.
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“It’s a sad story.”
“Sad stories make good books,” she said.
~The Kite Runner
I’ve had the honor, more than once, of being recommended a book that devasted the one who recommended it. It tore their heart out, stomped on it till it was broken beyond repair, and they came out, handed the book to me. The Kite Runner was one of these many.
I read it at an unlikely time. The O Level mocks were going on, and I was supposed to be studying all day. But nothing breaks the bleakness of routine better than a book.
I’ll try my best to not fill this with spoilers, because:
I try and imagine the situation in Kabul, around the time when they had to flee. It must have been something like that…
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Maybe I should do a post on why this site is so important. In the meantime, enjoy this little ficlet. If you’re up to date with the “AMI XUNAED” incident, you’re likely to have that much more fun while reading it!
Junaed was thinking, for the umpteenth time in his life, how annoying the constant traffic congestions were. With the bus drivers going berserk right in the middle of highways, almost literally driving through buildings in avenues and hitting pedestrians on highways intentionally, one could only wish for so much sanity when on the streets of Bangladesh. And then there were the hand-pulled three-wheelers they called rickshaws. One could not even get started on them. Them, and the numerous private cars that seemed to belong to a select 5-6% of Dhaka’s population.
Junaed was thinking, again for the umpteenth time, how convenient it was that he’d gotten a motorcycle. He could swerve through gridlocked roads in a matter of minutes, which meant he was never late for anything.
He was thinking all this on the way to see his mother. It was indeed a blessing, because he’d be able to get…
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Before I delve into talking about this book, I want to highlight the fact that this is my first ever ARC review, so please bear with. Continue reading “ARC Review (NetGalley): Keep Me Posted by Lisa Beazley”
If there’s true love on this planet, my first is reading. Of course, writing is a ver close second, but I digress.
Reading, for me, means a whole plethora of things. It means being understood, it means understanding. It means escaping reality, and sometimes it means learning to see reality in a whole different light. Continue reading “Professional Reader”
The size of the book was enormous. It was really wordy, and it was almost as long as all the LOTR books combined. I didn’t regret it when I read it. It was really fluent and felt really true, and the values presented just seemed so right. Continue reading “Why I’ll never read Ayn Rand again”