Movie of the Week: Beauty and the Beast

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People, I have seen Beauty and the Beast twice now, and I’ve loved it a lot both times. I cried. I laughed. It made me super duper happy.

We all know the story, right? I have to say that I loved how faithful they were to the original animated movie, but they made it better, because they deppened the relationships and bonds between the characters, and filled some major plot holes from the animated version.

I loved all the characters and the actors playing them. Seriously, the casting was genius! Emma Watson was a perfect Belle, and I personally loved Dan Stevens as the Beast, especially while in Beast form, because he was so expressive! But Luke Evans as Gaston was brilliant and Josh Gad as LeFou was AMAZING! I loved what they did with LeFou’s character, because they actually gave him a brain and a personality.

Like I said previously, I think they did amazing with building the connection between the characters, and that’s especially true with Belle and the Beast’s relationship. There’s more moments and more talk, and actually getting to know each other in this adaptation, and YES! It was awesome.

Just to finish it off, I’m a huge fan of the musical side of this movie, and I was singing along throughout the whole movie… eheh 😀 .

I’m giving it 5 stars, for sure, because I loved it so much!

Now to you. Have you seen Beauty and the Beast?
Have you loved it as well? What are your Thoughts about it???

Anything But Books Tag

Hey guys, I’m doing another TAG this week, and this time Cátia @The Girl Who Read Too Much tagged to do the Anything But Books Tag, and I thought it was pretty cool. So obviously I’m doing it… here we go 🙂 .


1. Name a cartoon that you love.

When I was younger, I had a few shows that I loved, as in, I was totally obsessed with! As Sailor Moon, X-MenRurouni KenshinAce wo Nerae!Attacker You!, …

2. What is your favorite song right now?

Oh, this is such a hard question. Maybe Scars To Your Beautiful by  Alessia Cara, still, because this song just makes me so happy and I love it so much.

3. What could you do for hours that isn’t reading?

Sleeping?! Eheh. Does sleeping count? No? Damn. I guess I could easily watch movies or series for hours if I’m in the right mood. But truth be told, I haven’t been in the right mood for that for quite some time now.

4. What is something you love to do that your followers would be surprised by?

Ahhh, I’m not sure I could actually surprise anyone with my hobbies, because I think about all of them. But well, in case you’re new and you don’t know me that well, I’m gonna say 3 things I love and I wish I had time to do more of: BAKING, KNITTING and SEWING.

5. What is your favorite unnecessarily specific thing to learn about?

Is anything truly unnecessary to learn? I don’t think so. I can tell you that I love cooking shows and home remodel shows. But most of all, I kind of dig to learn about politics of late.

6. What is something unusual that you know how to do?

Probably the thing where I actually extract genetic material from bones and teeth? That’s a bit unusual, right?

7. Name something you made in the last year and show us if you can.

I honestly don’t feel like I did that much this past year. On a personal note, I found 2 jobs and I’m determined to finish my PhD as soon as possible. But that doesn’t feel big enough. So, I’m going to stamp here a big accomplishment for PORTUGAl… we won the EURO 2016!

8. What is your most recent personal project?

I actually started a new job 3 weeks ago, and I’m truly loving it. I was a bit scared at first, because it was so out of my comfort zone, but I’m loving everyone working with me, and I love the project.

9. Tell us something that you think about often?

Traveling. I think about packing my bags and going somewhere every single day!

10. Give us something that is your favorite.

MATCHA! Anything with matcha, I love!

11. Say the first thing that pops into your head.

“I hope Sporting wins tonight!”

Do you want context? Sporting is my soccer team, and they have a huge game tonight, with their biggest rival, and I hope they do well, and nothing bad happens on the stadium, because I have family there at this moment.


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Blog Tour: Mixed Up (Emma Hart)

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Dirty cocktails, deadly enemies with a red-hot attraction, and one big, crazy, Greek family — what could possibly go wrong? 

Hiring my brother’s best friend was not on my to-do list.
Neither was he.

Expanding my dirty cocktail bar into food was supposed to be easy, except finding a chef in my little town of Whiskey Key is anything but. 
Until Parker Hamilton comes home — bringing his Michelin starred chef’s hat with him.
He has no work. I need someone like him in my new kitchen.
There’s just one problem: I hate his cocky, filthy-mouthed, sexy-as-hell guts.
Even if I might want him. Just a little…

Working for my best friend’s sister? Not on my to-do list.
She’s another story.

Whiskey Key was supposed to be a relaxing vacation, except I haven’t reached the heights I have by lying in a hammock drinking cocktails. So when Raven Archer is desperate for a chef, I offer up my skills.
I’m bored. She needs what I can give her.
Except there’s a problem: I’ve always hated her.
Her and her big, blue eyes, sassy mouth, and killer curves.
If only I didn’t want her.

Mixed Up is a standalone, enemies-to-lovers romance. It’s red-hot and hilarious, so grab a glass and get comfy! 

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Review:

Mixed Up is a very cute and fast enemies-to-lovers and BFF’s sibling romance. I’m going into this review a little differently than I usually go about them, ok? I’m going to say what worked for me, and what didn’t.

So, what I did like!

  • I really enjoyed the setting – the bar/restaurant setting and the crazy greek family totally worked for me.
  • The hate/sexual tension between Raven and Parker.
  • The main plot and conflict of this romance. I liked this a lot, because it was a real issue for me.

What didn’t quite work in my opinion…

  • Unfortunately the writing didn’t quite work for me, and I think my problem was mainly the fluctuation between past and present tense throughout the whole book.
  • The base for all the hate. I get that sometimes people hate each other just because, but it didn’t feel right to me, somehow.
  • The timeline. Let me explain here, ok? Both Raven and Parker are adults, and the last time they had seen each other, they had been adults, and yet… they somehow seem surprised by how hot they both are? Also, they remark how different they look? I don’t know… something felt a little off for me.
  • The lack of character development…

With all this said, I still really enjoyed this book, and I would like to read more about the other characters in this story. I also would have liked to see where Parker and Raven would be a little down the road.

If you’re looking for a fun and quick hate to love romance, give this one a go.

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Excerpt:

I knew I was making a mistake. After what Raven said last night at dinner, I had the strongest urge to find out what her cocktail menu was. With names like Dirty Screw and The Slutwhisperer, what other gems did she have hidden on there?

Shit, what gems were hidden inside her apparently filthy mind?

I had no place to be thinking that. She was Ryan’s sister and the bane of my goddamn existence. I didn’t give a shit what was inside her head or how she came up with a filthy cocktail menu.

I was going to believe that she’d spent stupid amounts of time on the Internet coming up with those kinds of names. Seeing her in that damn short dress yesterday had already affected me enough—not to mention the fact that she’d changed since I last saw her.

I didn’t know people could change so much in only three years, but Raven Archer had. She was no longer post-grad, trying to seriously figure out what she wanted to do with her life, uncertain and serving burgers to people to make money.

She was grown-up, in more ways than just her age. She was even hotter-headed that she was back then. She seemed stronger and more stubborn, and her tongue was so sharp I probably have scars from how quickly she cut me with her words.

She was taller and fucking curvier, too.

Her lips were fuller. Her eyes were brighter. And the general air that hung about her, that hint of sass and sexiness, the very same thing that made me insult her whenever I opened my mouth almost made me want her, too.

And that was exactly why I couldn’t sit and think about what went on in her mind—filthy or otherwise.

No matter what she looked like or how fucking hot she was, she was my best friend’s sister. Nobody was more off-limits than she was. That wasn’t a new development. It had always been that way.

Thank fucking god I was only here for the summer, and only because my mother had guilted me into it.

As soon as the summer was over, I’d go for my next challenge.

I could get through a few weeks of being in the same town or two as Raven — because after today, avoidance was at the top of my life.

Otherwise, I’d go fucking insane.

Dirty was right on the seafront, only meters away from a small, sandy bay. It’d only taken me a few minutes to walk here from where I’d parked downtown, and despite the music coming from inside the bar, I could still hear the gentle crashing of the waves as they crawled up the sand. The water was right out, and I stared out at the water as I headed up the hill to the bar.

Fairy lights twinkled along the underside of the roof that jutted out over the sidewalk. It was like a goddamn princess castle from the outside, but the beachy vibe was evident. Different sized and colored shells covered the pillars that held up the balcony that jutted out over the front doors.

I pushed open the door. Cold air blasted into me, and so did the heavy bass beat of the music that blared out from the speakers just above my head. There were more fairy lights inside, but they were strung all beneath the bar, across the beams on the ceiling, and over the back wall where the spirits were on the wall. There wasn’t much else in the way of lighting, but what there was was effective enough in holding the entire space into a balance between bright and dusky.

The inside of Raven’s bar was like being outside at the moment the sun set.

I cast my gaze over the rest of the bar. The solid, wood tables and stools that lines the walls and filled the space to my left all had tiny vases of fresh flowers in. Even those were surrounded by fairy lights.

Fucking hell, did she let a class of little girls in here to decorate?

No matter what I felt about the fairy lights, it looked good. Damn good.

I stepped up to the bar and leaned forward on it. Raven was at the other end of the bar, wearing jeans and a tight tank top that tucked beneath the waistband. Strappy, silver heels on her feet glinted off the under-bar lighting, and it was all too easy for me to drop my eyes there then slowly drag my gaze up the length of her entire body.

Light bounced off the chrome cocktail shaker in her hand as she shook it. She popped off the top with one slick of her thumb, and without spilling a drop, poured the pink-red liquid into two martini-style glasses. With her other hand, she reached back to the register and jabbed at it.

Seconds later, she was handing them back their change. It all happened in a flash.

How did such she go from lost to…this…so quick?

“Raven!” A dark-haired woman sitting a few stools away from me with her friend yelled. “There’s a hot guy staring at you!”

I laughed loudly as Raven jerked around. Her gaze landed on me with what felt like a snap, and I swore she mouthed, “Motherfucker,” before she stalked to this end of the bar.

Her hands slapped on the bar in front of me. “What are you doing here?”

“I told you I was coming to check out your menu.”

“He was checking out more than the menu,” the woman’s friend giggled.

Raven held her finger up to them, and with her other hand, slapped a smooth, laminated menu in front of me. “Did you drive?”

“No, I walked all the way from Key West.” I picked up the menu. “Of course I drove.”

“Pick one,” she said, moving away. “I’m not serving you anymore than that. Make it a good choice. What can I get for you?” she asked someone else, cutting me off before I could say a word.

I raised my eyebrows.

“She runs a tight ship,” the first woman said. “Three days ago, there was a guy in here spiking drinks. She caught him and bashed him in the balls with her cocktail shaker so he couldn’t run from the security guard.”

Could my eyebrows go up any higher? “That doesn’t surprise me in the slightest. I’ve seen her do worse.”

The second woman’s eyes narrowed. “You have? You know her?”

The first woman rolled her eyes. “Of course he does, Cam. When have you seen her react to a customer like that? He obviously pissed her off in a past life or something.”

“I should be so lucky.” I smirked. “More like all in this life.”

“Her brother’s friend, right?” She tilted her head to the side. “Yeah, she mentioned she hated you.”

She’d talked about me?

“She didn’t say you were hot, though,” the second woman said.

“Camille!”

Ahhh.

The best friends.

“What?” Camille said. “I’m just saying.”

“No more Slutwhisperers for you,” the other woman — the one I presumed to be Lani — said, reaching for her glass.

Camille leaned over and slurped the last of the drink through the straw.

That explained the name of the cocktail.

“What are you doing?” Raven asked, stopping in front of them. “Cam? Your glass is empty. Let me refill that for you.” She winked to the other girl as she turned around.

What was she doing?

She put her back to her friends and grabbed the tequila bottle. She tipped it over a cocktail shaker without actually pouring anything into it. My lips quirked up as she put together what was some pink juice or something and blended it with raspberries.

She poured the mixture into a glass with some vigor in front of Camille.

She’d made her a placebo.

“Made your choice?” Raven turned to me, holding onto the shaker.

“No.” I spun the menu to face her. “What do you think I should have?”

Completely straight-faced, she said, “The Blue Balls.”

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About the Author:

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By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies — usually wine — and writes books.

Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.

She likes to be busy—unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.

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Excerpt Blitz: The Hot Shot by Kristen Callihan

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TheHotShot Amazon-2First we were friends. Then we were roommates. Now I want more…

What can I say about Chess Copper? The woman is capable of bringing me to my knees. I know this about five minutes after getting naked for her.

No one is more surprised than me. The prickly photographer my team hired to shoot our annual charity calendar isn’t my usual type. She’s defense to my offense, a challenge at every turn. But when I’m with her, all the regrets and darkness goes away. She makes life fun.

I want to know Chess, be close to her. Which is a bad idea.

Chess is looking for a relationship. I’ve never given a woman more than one night. But when fate leaves Chess without a home, I step up and offer her mine. We’re roommates now. Friends without benefits. But it’s getting harder to keep our hands off each other. And the longer we live together the more I realize she’s becoming my everything.

Trick is… Now that I’ve made her believe I’m a bad bet, how do I convince her to give this player a true shot at forever?

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EXCERPT:

CHESS

Grumbling, I toss on some black lounge pants and my oversized Tulane t-shirt and head to the drugstore.

My head throbs by the time I get there, and my insides are writhing. I rest my hand against my lower stomach and grab a basket before calling James to complain.“I swear,” I tell him as I grab a bottle of painkillers. “It’s like this entire day has been cursed.”

He snickers. “Curse. Get it? Curse?”

I roll my eyes, even though he can’t see me. “Laugh it up. Meanwhile, it feels as if someone is playing Battleship in my uterus.”

“Poor Chessie bear. At least we know why you were in such a foul mood.”

A flush washes over my cheeks. “Yeah.” Lie. Lie. Lie. A tub of salted caramel gelato makes its way into the basket.

“Tell me you’re getting some gelato,” James says.

I smile. “Just grabbed it.”

“Salted caramel?”

“You know it.”

I find the feminine products aisle and search for my brand. “I’m going to go home, take a long bath with my gelato, and forget this fucking day.” Forget Finn. “And then I’m going to go on Amazon and buying a freaking year’s supply of tampons so I don’t have to make these kinds of emergency runs anymore.”

A low, deep chuckle rumbles from behind me, and all the tiny hairs lift on my arms.

“But you’ll still need your gelato,” a familiar—fuck me, seriously?—voice points out.

My insides swoop even as my cheeks burn.

“Who is that?” James asks in my ear.

I slowly turn on one heel. “The plague,” I say, glaring up at Finn Mannus’s smiling face.

“From asshat to plague.” Finn scrunches up his brow. “I’m not sure if that’s a step down or a tie.”

“Who is that?” James nearly yells now.

I don’t take my eyes off Finn. “I’ll call you back.”

James’s squawks of protest cut off as I hit the end button.

“Are you stalking me, Mannus?”

Finn a rests his hands low on his lean hips. “Having a healthy amount of conceit myself, I have to admire yours, but no, buttercup. My buddy Woodson lives a few blocks away. It’s poker night. I’m stocking up on beer.”

It’s only then I notice a twelve pack tucked under his other arm.

“And tampons?” I ask, with a pointed look around the aisle we’re standing in.

“Not tonight,” he says easily. “Though we used to keep a pack of them back in college. Light flows were perfect for stopping up bloody noses.”

A snort escapes me. “Now there’s a visual.” Somehow, I’ve taken a step closer to him. He’s freshly showered, the golden brown strands of his hair still damp at his temples. And I wonder if he’s just come from the gym or practice. “So back in college you went and bought these tampons?”

“Nah,” he says with a cheeky smile. “I’d ask one of the girls hanging around to get me some.”

“Of course you did.” My nose wrinkles with annoyance.

“Give me a little credit, Chess. I’d buy them now if I had to.”

“Hmm…” I eye him, trying not to return his smile. If only because it’s more fun when he teases. “So why are you in this aisle now, if not for potential nosebleed needs?”

“That’s easy.” He steps closer, a warm wall of muscle and clean scent. “I heard your voice.”

For a second I just blink. “You recognized my voice?”

His gaze darts over my face as if he’s trying to get a read on why I’m gaping at him. “Not to be…ah…rude, but you’re loud when you talk on the phone.”

“Yeah, but… You recognized it.” We’d only just met. It occurs to me that I’d recognized his both times he’d snuck up on me. Then again, his voice is distinctive, flowing like hot honey when he’s relaxed or hammering down like iron to rock when he’s taking command of a situation.

A soft flush of pink tints the tips of his ears. If I wasn’t staring at him, I might have missed it. He shifts his weight. “Was I not supposed to?”

“No. Yes.” I shake my head and laugh. “I don’t know.”

He grins then. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”

“I’m not flustered.” I am.

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About the Author:

KCauthorKristen Callihan is an author because there is nothing else she’d rather be. She is a three-time RITA nominee and winner of two RT Reviewer’s Choice awards.

Her novels have garnered starred reviews from Publisher’s Weekly and the Library Journal, as well as being awarded top picks by many reviewers. Her debut book FIRELIGHT received RT Magazine’s Seal of Excellence, was named a best book of the year by Library Journal , best book of Spring 2012 by Publisher’s Weekly, and was named the best romance book of 2012 by ALA RUSA. When she is not writing, she is reading.

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Book Traveling Thursdays: A Book With a Blue Cover

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Hello, welcome back to another Book Traveling 168709Thursdays, which a weekly meme created by Cátia @The Girl Who Read Too Much and Danielle @Danielle’s Book Blog. The goal is to share the covers of a book related to that week’s theme, which you can see at the Goodreads group, indicating the original cover, the one of your country, your favorite and least favorite.

This week’s theme is “Choose a book that has originally a blue cover”. I’m going with Emmy & Oliver by Robin Benway, which I finished recently and really really liked 😀 , and it definitly has a blue cover.


Original COver:

I like this original cover, and how it incorporates the fingerprints and the sea, both important to the story.

COVER FROM MY COUNTRY (PORTUGAL) & COVER FROM THE COUNTRY I LIVE IN (SPAIN):

The book is not out in Portugal or Spain, so no covers yet.

FAVORITE COVER(s):

                  

I like  the original cover, for the reasons mentioned above. I also dig the cover from the Netherlands, because it has pretty huge elements on there, I look at it, and it reminds me of the story. Then there’s the German edition, and I love this one a lot. I like the font, the color, and the little people surfing there.

LEAST FAVORITE COVER(S):

                                         

I actually like the French and UK covers, but just not as much as the other ones.

WWW Wednesday: April 19th 2017

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WWW Wednesday is a weekly meme hosted by Sam @Taking On A World Of Words, where you have to answer these questions:

What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next?


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I’m still reading Daisy and the Front Man by Rebekah L. Purdy and I should try to finish it already, right?


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This week I finished The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater, All I Want by J. Daniels and Mixed Up by Emma Hart. The Raven Boys was definitly my favorite of the 3.


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After I’ll probably read The Hot Guy by Mel Campbell & Anthony MOrris, Pipe Dreams by Sarina Bowen and Joy Ride by Lauren Blakely.