to read & imagine ⛅️
Hello there, welcome to my book blog!
In 2022, I started to reconnect with reading. I enjoy the journey of being disconnected from reality and simply indulging in what the characters are feeling. I find it fascinating that words on pieces of paper (and my tablet) could bring about such vivid imagination.
You could perhaps tell, but I mostly enjoy contemporary romance and fantasy. These books often delve into deeper meanings of grief, anxiety and even a sense of loss, aside from just the generic idea of love. It is the fact that these allow me to experience and connect with so many different characters that makes me love reading too.
Part of why I started this book blog was to voice my thoughts and feelings towards a book I’ve finished reading! Some books I’ve enjoyed reading have always created such big feelings in me, and I figured that by reviewing them, I could voice them. Now, I am enjoying reading just as much as I enjoy reviewing / blogging :)
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“I’ll welcome the noise if it’s coming from you.” — Dean

“I don’t know what to do with all these feelings, Jules. You’ve brought a brightness to parts of me that have been forgotten in the dark for years.” — Emmett

“I want the real thing with you, not some fake show. I thought if I tried, this little pretend date would at least be a crumb I could enjoy, but it’s not. It’s just a reminder of how great the real thing was and how much I fucking hate crumbs.”

“I like you knowing I’m going to keep showing up.” “Like a bad penny,” she quipped, although he was towering over her now, grizzled and messy from his ordeal, so the joke came out sounding kind of breathless. “No, Eve.” Without looking, he closed the passenger door behind him with a neat little slam. “Like…

“I’ve got you, Mallory. Nothing bad is going to happen. You can let yourself want this, because you already have it. You have me.”

“It doesn’t take a practiced eye to see how brilliant you are.”

“Why do you care if I’m miserable? I thought you’d love seeing that.” “Because.” I stopped at a red crossing light. “I’m the only one who gets to make you miserable.”

With Sloane the rest of the shit in the world doesn’t matter because when I’m beside her, it always feels right. It soothes me. She soothes me. She always has. She’s that person for me.

“And now?” she asks, holding on to me tight. “Back to you,” I reply, curling my arms around her. I pull her closer until I can feel her heart tucked to mine. “Always right back to you.”

“Because you’ve never been just the nanny, Willa. You’ve always been more. The woman I wanted but wouldn’t let myself have.” — Cade