Nothing says “relaxing reading experience” quite like spending an entire book wondering whether everyone is right, everyone is wrong, or everyone needs therapy.
I picked up The Road to Tender Hearts despite the cover, stayed for the family drama, and ended up becoming emotionally invested in a cat.
I picked this up for a cute summer romance and accidentally finished the entire thing before I could make any other plans.
The literary equivalent of a beach vacation where you know it’s going to be relaxing and somehow enjoy it even more because of that.
Turns out being trapped in 1855 wasn’t nearly as painful as being trapped in this book.
A book that made me want to simultaneously solve a disappearance and dramatically stare out a rainy window while indie music plays.
A thriller that slowly climbs the roller coaster hill before finally throwing you into the chaos.
What happens when you put an aging boy band on a cruise ship with thousands of fans? Sadly, not much.
A historical fiction novel that made me feel like I was auditing an emotionally devastating relationship seminar during wartime.
A courtroom drama that made me question whether anyone involved needed a lawyer or just several years of very intensive therapy.