hello reader,
I'm back it has been a few years i still read like crazy, i just have so much that has been going on with working two jobs and a full time mother . posting is going to hard but i wanna start even if people dont read my blogs,
Sincerly,
JgR
Monday, September 10, 2018
Sunday, October 26, 2014
Since I've been gone!
Well it looks like I've been gone for some time, I want to say I'll be back. I know I will be, I just haven't felt inspired to write a blog. I do read like nobody's business lol. Currently 84% done with my good reads challenge for the year. Woot woot!
Monday, March 10, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Saving Quinton
Synopsis
Nova Reed can’t forget him-Quinton Carter, the boy with the honey-brown eyes who made her realize she deserved more than an empty life. His pain was so similar to her own. But Nova has been coming to terms with her past and healing, while Quinton is out there somewhere, sinking deeper. She’s determined to find him and help him . . . before it’s too late.
Nova has haunted his dreams for nearly a year-but Quinton never thought a sweet, kind person like her would care enough about a person like him. To Quinton, a dark, dangerous life is exactly what he deserves. And Nova has no place in it. But Nova has followed him to Las Vegas, and now he must do whatever it takes to keep her away, to maintain his self-imposed punishment for the unforgivable things he’s done. But there’s one flaw in his plan: Nova isn't going anywhere . . .
- ISBN: 9781455582754
- Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
- Imprint: Forever
- Date: Feb 2014
- Seller Statement: Sold by Hachette Book Group USA
My thoughts!
Thank you to Marissa from Grand Central Publishing for giving me the privilege to be able to read this book.I read this for review on NetGalley, im not being paid to review there books all opinions are my own!
Let me start of saying WOW, this book is intense. I give this book five stars because again with the heart wrenching story, but this time its Quinton that needs the help. This book had me with mix emotions, from me wanting to yell at Quinton to balling my eyes out, because a scene was so intense. This book has you not wanting to put it down, to wanting to throw it across the room because Quinton is so stubborn. This book teaches you that drug addiction is no joke. Jessica Sorenson always knows how to capture a readers attention and always keeping them engaged in the story. now i know that this book may not be everyone's cup of tea, because its so intense but its worth picking up or downloading on your e reader for as low as $4.99.The ending left me with the wtf feeling like i want more, almost like a readers addiction. When i was done with this book i immediately went on jessicasorensen.com, turns out that there will be a third book. yeah! Oh and those of you that are wondering what happen to Delilah, well guess what y'all there's a short story coming. I really hope i can be able to beta read the third book or ill have to wait this it comes out in April and that's gonna be torture. So y'all go pick this book up its worth the money you pay for it. Much love Jacquelinegreads
Friday, January 31, 2014
Saving Quinton preview!
Here's a sneak peak from a chapter in the book!
It’s been a long three days, filled with visits to Quinton that seem to be leading nowhere. We have the same conversations and he won’t open up to me at all and I’m not sure how to bring up to him that I know about the accident, so I just keep dodging around it, lying to him. But bringing up memories like that is complicated and painful. I know because every time someone would even mention Landon’s name after his death, it’d feel like a part of me died inside. When I’m not over there with Quinton, I spend my time hanging out with Lea. We haven’t gone to the Strip yet, but we chatted about going out this weekend when it’s late and all the lights are on, just as long as her uncle doesn’t mind that we come home late. He actually just got home from his business trip last night and chatted with Lea and me for a little bit. He seems nice and even cooked us dinner while he asked us about our plans while we are here. Lea was vague about the details, telling him that we were here to see a friend. It’s late morning and I’m sitting in the guest room at Lea’s uncle’s house with the computer screen aimed at me so I can see myself as I get ready to record before I head over to Quinton’s for my daily visit. I have the curtain pulled shut to avoid any glare. My brown hair is wavy and runs down to my shoulders and the blue studs in my ears match my tank top. I have shorts on and no shoes. “It’s been three days of going over to see Quinton and the time I spend with him feels so short and the time in between feels so long because I’m always worried about what he’s doing when I’m gone.” I lean forward in the chair, getting closer to the screen. “I still hate going over there, though, because it’s so terrifying…his place. I’m not even sure why. If it’s because there’s so many rough people walking around doing things that are bad and illegal or if it’s the fact that if I didn’t change paths, I could have ended up there.” I pause, considering my next words carefully. “What’s really hard is that sometimes I can see myself there, sitting beside Quinton on the shitty mattress in his room. I can picture myself there getting high beside him, connecting with him, and life is so different. Less stressful.” I make a guilty face. “Maybe that’s not the right word, because it is stressful in a different way, but it’s like you’re so wrapped up in drugs that you can’t register the stress until it’s too late and everything’s falling apart. I don’t want to get sucked into it again, but it’s so easy and even though I won’t tell Lea this”—I lower my voice and lean closer to the screen—“there’s been a few fleeting seconds where I think why not? Why not just join him again? What’s stopping you? Which makes me wonder if maybe I’m not the right person to save Quinton.” I raise my arm in front of the screen and get a shot of my scar and tattoo. “But then I look down at this and I remember that place, where I was so lost, drifting, drifting, drifting. I could have died and it wouldn’t have mattered,” I say. “But right now it does matter because I want to live.” I sigh, knowing I’m rambling at this point. “Honestly, I don’t know what exactly I’m trying to say with this recording, other than to get my thoughts out.” I faintly smile. “Sort of like a diary.” I click the camera off and shut down the computer. I slip my sandals on and grab my bag, ready to head out, hoping that I can continually remember, never forget just how bad things can get, because it’s what keeps me going.
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