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Review: Beard With Me by Penny Reid

Review: Beard With Me by Penny Reid

I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

Review: Beard With Me by Penny ReidBeard with Me by Penny Reid
Series: Winston Brothers #6
Published by Cipher-Naught on 16th September 2019
Genres: Contemporary, Young adult
Pages: 352
Format: eARC
Source: the Author
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‘Beard With Me’ is the origin story of Billy Winston and Scarlet St. Claire (aka Claire McClure) and is just the beginning of their epic love story.
No one is better at surviving than Scarlet St. Claire and making the best out of circumstances beyond her control is Scarlet’s specialty. In an apocalyptic situation, she’d be the last person on earth, hermitting like a pro, singing along to her CD Walkman, and dancing like no one is watching.
Scarlet is clever, Scarlet is careful, and Scarlet is smart . . . except when it comes to Billy Winston.
No one is better at fighting than Billy Winston and raging against his circumstances—because nothing is beyond his control—is Billy’s specialty. In an apocalyptic situation, he’d be the first person on earth to lead others to safety, overcome catastrophe, or die trying.
Billy is fearless, Billy is disciplined, and Billy is honorable . . . except when it comes to Scarlet St. Claire.

Rating ~ 3 – 3.5 stars

I have been waiting for Billy’s story since he was introduced in Beauty and the Mustache and we found out that the Winston brothers would be getting their own stories. Over the course of the series we have been getting glimpses of Billy and Claire so I was beyond excited to read their backstory in Beard With Me and how they met and what had happened to get them to be where they were today.

Onto the positives, it’s written really well as expected really, it’s Penny Reid. Theres so much heartbreak in this book. Both Billy and Scarlett have a very difficult life. The Winston’s have been through a lot of crap and their mother was truly lovely and it didn’t really help what we know that she dies in the future :/ I did like the more lighter moments (duh) bought on by Cletus because it stopped the book from too gloomy. I really want to see Billy and Claire get their happily ever after. This book really made me adore Billy more. I liked that we got to see the younger versions of our favourite characters even though it didn’t feel they were actually young…I also liked seeing Billy and Scarlett’s sweet moments.

I don’t know if it was because of those expectations I’d had for them for years or maybe its my issues with reading young adult stuff (i.e that I rarely read them because of the way they deal with stuff and all the wishy washy emotions and endless drama that seems to come with them but I digress) that while I enjoyed this book, I didn’t entirely love it for several reasons but I’ll state 3 bigger one here; while the characters are very much young adults, how they talk and interactive and their monologues don’t entirely suit that, I kept forgetting of how old they were because of the way they talked. Secondly because of the fact that they are both young adults, Scarlett 14 and Billy 16 respectively, it just made me feel squirmy at times reading their scenes together and then there was the Ben and Scarlett thing which was even more ://// because of how much more older he is too her. If they had been adults the age difference wouldn’t have mattered but they are not and Ben is an adult but Scarlett isn’t so. :/// It felt just unnecessary to have that, I didn’t like any of it which made it difficult for me to read, it just felt creepy because for a supposedly good guy him lusting after a 14 year old is gross and we know that Ben and Scarlett get married so it made it even more blegh. Lastly I would have really preferred if this was a novella instead of the whole length novel this is because I just so much of it could have been condensed or perhaps the flashbacks etc could have been saved and we could gotten all that in beard necessities. I’m probably alone in that but it would have been personally better for me to have that together as a whole. I don’t like misunderstanding storylines and all that that could really be solved in an afternoon, actually with just one proper talk so for this thing to have lasted for 2 decades is just sigh. Also wasn’t a fan of the whole Sam thing…so many parts of this book frustrated and angered me especially why they actually separated and don’t talk, it was just so typical and for some reason I’d thought it would be something more than that.

Having said that I will be reading their book when it comes out just have to moderate my expectations accordingly. Anyways I’m eagerly waiting for Billy to get his HEA.

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About Penny Reid

SEX! It all started with sex, between my parents. Personally I don’t like thinking about it, but whatever works for you is a-ok with me. No judgment. The sex happened in California and much of my life also occurred in that state until I moved from the land of nuts (almonds), wine, silicon… boobs, and heavy traffic to the southeast US. Like most writers I like to write, but let’s get back to sex. Eventually I married and gave birth to 2 small people-children (boy-6, girl-4 as of this writing).

By day I’m a biomedical researcher with focus on rare diseases. By night I’m a knitter, sewer, lino block carver, fabric printer, soap maker, and general crafter. By the wee hours of the morning or when I’m intoxicated I love to listen to the voices in my head and let them tell me stories. I hope you enjoy their stories.

Blog Tour: Space by Penny Reid

Blog Tour: Space by Penny Reid

I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

Blog Tour: Space by Penny ReidSpace (Laws of Physics, #2; Hypothesis, #2.2) by Penny Reid
Published by Cipher-Naught on 25th February 2019
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult
Pages: 226
Format: eARC
Source: the publisher
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All she wants is forgiveness, and all he wants is revenge...
From the New York Times Bestselling Author Penny Reid
One week.Private cabin.Famous physicist.Still an unrepentant slacker.What’s the worst that could happen?
Mona’s meticulously planned allotment of relaxation is thrown into chaos by the unscheduled appearance of her older brother’s band of friends, including the one person she'd hoped to never face again. Abram still makes her feel entirely too much, which is one of the reasons she disappeared after their one week together. But now, trapped on a mountain of snow and things unspoken, Mona will have to find a way to coexist with Abram, chaos and all.

3.5~4 stars

If you haven’t read the first book Motion in the trilogy then I suggest you do that before starting Space! Onwards to the review.

We met Mona and Abram in the last book we were all waiting for the fall out that would once happen when Abram finds out that Mona has been pretending to be her sister. And it does and we are left with nervousness and anticipation to what will come next. Now more than 2 years have past since those events but our protagonist are even with all their accomplishments are stuck in a limbo and all emotions that resurface once they are face to face again.

I’m not a huge fan of angst but I guess mixed with Penny Reid’s humour and unique style…I did enjoy it. However I because I was frustrated at times and it made my enjoyment of the book pretty low along with several want to smack some people of the heads moments. I guess because I had such high expectations I felt slightly let down. I did like the fact that we get both their POVs and we see Abram’s longing for Mona while Mona is just the dorky perhaps too caring girl we fell for in the last book. We also see Martin and Kaitlyn (From hypothesis 1) which was lovely!!

I enjoyed the moments that Mona and Abram had, the chemistry and the tension their story has, has kept me engrossed and I’m (IM)patiently waiting for the next book.

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“Hi—hello,” she said, stepping forward but not out of the way, drawing my attention.

She was still staring at me, her face still pale, but her eyes had turned searching instead of stunned.

“I—” She stopped herself, swallowing, her gaze dropping to the front of my coat, a cute little frown furrowing her eyebrows. In the next moment, she was pulling off the glove of her right hand. Abruptly, she shoved the ungloved fingers toward me, returning her eyes to mine. “I’m Mona.”

I suppressed my disbelief at her small action before it could break my outward mask of calm. I wasn’t calm. Just to be clear, I was the opposite of calm.

The fact that she was introducing herself to me now meant that she thought I was too stupid to figure out her lies over the last two-and-a-half-fucking years. She was arguably one of the smartest people in the world, after all. To her, people like me must seem like housebroken pets. So it shouldn’t have surprised me. But it did. The tension and tightness around my ribs reappeared, squeezing uncomfortably.

Dropping my attention to her bare hand, I pressed my lips into a tighter line, dismissing the way my pulse jumped at the sight of her wrist, the olive tone of her skin under the yellow string lights overhead. Glaring at her outstretched offering, I considered telling her to go to hell.

I considered it, but I wouldn’t.

I didn’t trust myself to speak, that was reason number one.

The other reason was harder to explain, or use as a justification, or admit to myself. Staring at her hand, I braced against a sudden flare of hunger. She might consider me a lower life-form, but that didn’t change the fact that I wanted to touch her. I wanted to touch her more than I wanted to tell her to go to hell, and that was fucking pitiful.

But there it was.

Acting on the compulsion, I lifted my right hand and tugged off the ski glove, sliding my warm palm against her much colder one. Her hand felt good in my hand, the right weight, the right size, the right texture, and I inhaled freezing air.

Mona also seemed to suck in a slow but expansive breath as our hands touched, held. This brought my eyes back to hers in time to see her lashes flutter. Pink colored her previously pale cheeks. The sound of the wailing wind, the sting of the air and frost momentarily melted away, leaving just her, her soft skin warming against mine, her beautiful face filling my vision.

So beautiful.

She really was. She was stunning. I hated that she was still so beautiful to me.

About Penny Reid

SEX! It all started with sex, between my parents. Personally I don’t like thinking about it, but whatever works for you is a-ok with me. No judgment. The sex happened in California and much of my life also occurred in that state until I moved from the land of nuts (almonds), wine, silicon… boobs, and heavy traffic to the southeast US. Like most writers I like to write, but let’s get back to sex. Eventually I married and gave birth to 2 small people-children (boy-6, girl-4 as of this writing).

By day I’m a biomedical researcher with focus on rare diseases. By night I’m a knitter, sewer, lino block carver, fabric printer, soap maker, and general crafter. By the wee hours of the morning or when I’m intoxicated I love to listen to the voices in my head and let them tell me stories. I hope you enjoy their stories.

Review and Giveaway: Dr. Strange Beard by Penny Reid

Review and Giveaway: Dr. Strange Beard by Penny Reid

I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

Review and Giveaway: Dr. Strange Beard by Penny ReidDr. Strange Beard by Penny Reid
Series: Winston Brothers #5
Published by Cipher-Naught on 30th July 2018
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
Pages: 350
Format: eARC
Source: Author
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLERWall Street Journal BestsellerUSA Today Bestseller
Hunches, horse races, and heartbreak
Ten years after Simone Payton broke his heart, all Roscoe Winston wants is a doughnut. He’d also like to forget her entirely, but that’s never going to happen. Roscoe remembers everything—every look, every word, every single unrequited second—and the last thing he needs is another memory of Simone.
Unfortunately, after one chance encounter, Simone keeps popping up everywhere he happens to be . . .
Ten years after Roscoe Winston dropped out of her life, all Simone Payton wants is to exploit him. She’d also like some answers from her former best friend about why he ghosted her, but if she never gets those answers, that’s a-okay. Simone let go of the past a long time ago. Seriously, she has. She totally, totally has. She is definitely not still thinking about Roscoe. Nope. She’s more than happy to forget he exists.
But first, she needs just one teeny-tiny favor . . .
Dr. Strange Beard is a full-length romantic comedy novel, can be read as a stand-alone, and is the fifth book in the USA TODAY bestselling Winston Brothers series.

Roscoe Winston is the quieter youngest brother of the Winston brothers. The sweet and thoughtful Veterinarian. All the winston brothers are different from each other but what makes Roscoe different from the rest is his ability to retain memories and conversations. This has caused him a lot of grief over the years and contributed a lot to his personality.

Simone Payton is the opposite of Roscoe. She’s an undercover FBI. She’s more of the get going type, full of life. Doesn’t mean she isn’t vulnerable just that she’s also strong and independent. And she’s back in town!

This book falls under the unrequited love and friends to lovers trope. Simone and Roscoe were childhood best friend and she was his first love. Simone for her part had no idea why one day Roscoe just stopped talking to her.  That hurt a lot because while she might not have been in love with Roscoe but she had loved him and they had been inseparable for years before he stopped talking to her.

Roscoe and Simone are both a bit guarded when they meet again after 10 years. They both don’t want to want to be hurt. Roscoe would go out of his way to avoid her earlier but chance makes it possible for them to be at the same place and time

Simone and Roscoe were utterly adorable together!! They both start as being unsure of each other because of overnight Simone was abandoned by her best friend and how for Roscoe seeing Simone only makes him hurt and bring memories to the fore front he can’t ever forget. But slowly you start to see them build their friendship  and then more. You see how much they both mean to each other and of course theres that very sizzling chemistry and attraction towards each other they don’t know what to do about.

I loved Roscoe, he’s my 2nd favourite brother after Cletus, he’s just so soft and sweet. He’s one of those genuinely good and nice guys who just cares a lot. And while he’s memory gave him trouble, it also made him a very amazing character. His love for Simone was another thing that I adored, it was so pure. He knew she was the one and it just never changed for him.

He and Simone really reminded me of Barry and Iris from The Flash because of he too had loved Iris from their childhood and how utterly perfect they Barry and Iris and Roscoe and Simone were for each other. They are just so sweet and their book is just as lovely as them.

The book also touches on some of the deeper and controversial topics that the world is going through and people should be made more aware. It doesn’t take away from the book at all, just makes the book more real and I think Penny did a good job at it.

I do wish the that Roscoe had talk to his brothers about his eidetic memory because they just seemed unaware of how much it was a part of Roscoe and why he was the way he was.

They are both such great characters! I loved their love!!! The humour, the family both the paytons and the winstons were great! The sweet and lovely (and the very passionate) romance between Roscoe and Simone was beautifully written and I enjoyed it from start to finish.

Only Billy’s book is left and I’ll be really be sad to finish this series, the Winston brothers is such an amazing series. Billy’s book has been a long time coming, I wonder how Billy and Claire will get their HEA. I’m really excited to see what Penny does with them.

Final verdict: A fantastic addition to the Winston Brothers series!!

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“Simone, this is not one of our adventures from when we were kids. This is not finding Blithe Tanner’s cat. These men are murderers, drug dealers, thieves.”

“I know.” Boy oh boy, did I know. I didn’t want to be here anymore than he did. I was frightened. Yet allowing Roscoe to be taken on his own hadn’t been an option. “I can handle myself, and I can provide backup for you, if you need it.”

Roscoe gripped my shoulders. “Nothing can happen to you, do you understand?” His words were emphatic, his gaze disoriented, desolate, frantic. “If anything happens to you, I’ll . . .” He swallowed, apparently unable to finish the sentence.

My heart twisted to see him like this. I wished there were some way to show him what I could do, what I was capable of, so he would stop seeing me as a liability.

Well, why can’t you?

“Huh.”

Now there was a thought.

Stepping out of his grip, I walked backward to the other side of the room and took a deep breath. “Okay. Come at me.”

He blinked. “What?”

“I want you to come at me.”

“Simone,” he seethed.

“Come at me, bro.” I did that little movement with my fingers, my palm turned upwards. “Come at me or I’ll start singing again.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“Fine.”Frustrating. “I’ll come at you.”

He stood there, features set, looking raw.

Moving quickly forward, staying light on my feet, I faked right and then went left, hooking him behind the back of his leg, catching his arm to twist behind his back, and sending him to the ground—face-first—with a thud.

I winced as he grunted, my knee at the base of his spine, his arm restrained behind his back. “Sorry! But you wouldn’t listen to me.” Leaning forward, I whispered in his ear, “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

Roscoe’s back and shoulders rose and fell with an expansive breath, like he was about to respond, but in the next moment he’d spun his legs to the right, leveraged my knee on his back to throw me off-balance, and slipped his wrist from my hold.

In my defense, my grip had been lax as I was purposefully trying not to injure him.

The next thing I knew, Roscoe had me pinned to the ground, air knocked out of me, him hovering above, and my gun digging into my ribs beneath my shirt. He’d been careful to subdue my legs, likely so he wouldn’t end up with a bruised ballsack.

His stare more probing than angry—which I took as a good sign—he said, “I didn’t teach you that. Where’d you learn that?”

Even though I was still coughing, I smiled and rasped, “Since college, take judo.”

He nodded faintly, his eyes moving between mine, looking concerned. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No.” Endeavoring to catch my breath, I said, “I took it easy on you because I didn’t want to hurt you either, but I’m an asset, not a liability.”

“You’re definitely an asset.” Roscoe frowned, his gaze dropping to my mouth. “And a distraction,” he said, his voice rough.

“I’m a distraction?” I asked, my words still breathy.

I bucked, but he held me fast.

“Yes. . .” His stare turned inward. “You are most definitely a distraction.”

Even though I’d had plenty of time to recover and we’d been holding still for close to a minute, I was still breathing hard. This might have been because of my lingering irritation. Or, maybe it was because the length of Roscoe’s lean body was lying on mine. He held my hands on either side of my head, our faces even, his mouth just inches away.

Was it insane that I hoped he kissed me?

Yes?

No?

Let’s go with no.

He gave me his eyes again and I saw something there, a battle. He looked undecided, at war with himself, straining against something I couldn’t see.

“Roscoe?” I whispered.

Roscoe closed his eyes, and I thought he was going to let me go, but in the next second his lips descended, capturing my mouth in a tender kiss.

I moaned.

I kissed him back.

That’s what one does when Roscoe Winston kisses one. Moan and kiss. Repeat. Because not doing so would be a travesty.

His hold on my hands slacked, his fingers seeking and threading with mine. He settled his hips between my legs, his form relaxing. The weight of him was different now, warmer somehow. At least I felt warm. I also felt cherished as his tongue sought mine, again tenderly, stroking, causing my abdomen to twist and tighten into delicious knots.

He broke the kiss and a protest died on my lips as his mouth trailed down my jaw to the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking, licking, savoring me. What had felt warm and cherishing heated, and my hips tilted reflexively as he nibbled on my ear, cradling his rapidly growing erection.

We both gasped as his hips rocked in an answering yet inelegant movement. It felt perfect and essential in the moment.

“Oh God.” His hot breath spilled against my jaw, a ragged sigh. “What are we doing?”

“I don’t know, but don’t stop.”

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About Penny Reid

SEX! It all started with sex, between my parents. Personally I don’t like thinking about it, but whatever works for you is a-ok with me. No judgment. The sex happened in California and much of my life also occurred in that state until I moved from the land of nuts (almonds), wine, silicon… boobs, and heavy traffic to the southeast US. Like most writers I like to write, but let’s get back to sex. Eventually I married and gave birth to 2 small people-children (boy-6, girl-4 as of this writing).

By day I’m a biomedical researcher with focus on rare diseases. By night I’m a knitter, sewer, lino block carver, fabric printer, soap maker, and general crafter. By the wee hours of the morning or when I’m intoxicated I love to listen to the voices in my head and let them tell me stories. I hope you enjoy their stories.