HAPPY IT’S SORT OF ALMOST HALLOWEEN! Wow. Where in the world did this year go? I remember when I was back to school shopping. And beginning to apply to colleges. And wondering what to eat while my best friend shouted different recipes. SPOILER: I chose none of what she suggested.
I love the creepy. Like, darling, you don’t understand. The creepier, the better. Usually, I’m let down on the creepy aspect. I did this twisted romance recommendation back in May that got a bunch of hits, so I figured I might as well give you a few more to read. With a flash light in the dark while munching of chocolate covered potato chips, of course. Is there really another way?
Onto the list. Because I know that’s what you’re really anticipating.
“The dead girl hung upside down over our kitchen table” (ARC).
So this book, although I love it (particularly beginning and the end), it wasn’t always creepy. It was more erie. Like the next traditional recommendation will be. More than anything, I love that Gavriel (the evil + hot vampire who I am totally in love with) is an actual vampire. Like he is savage and bloody and brutal. And I love it. I love him. I love him from beginning to end.
I totally get it. You don’t get why I love him. Well. Me being the prepared maniac I am, I have a quote. And I hope you love it as much as I do.
“I am used to girls screaming, and your screams- your screams will be sweeter than another’s cries of love” (ARC).
*shudders* I love him. And I think you will too. Because he is actually evil.
There’s not going to be a big long rant for this one. BETWEEN THE DEVIL AND THE DEEP BLUE SEA is gorgeous. And I want April’s newest coming novel (Wink Poppy Midnight) like crazy. Her writing is erie. It isn’t creepy. It catches you like a spider in a web.
It sucks you dry after your caught. And you can’t get out.
Liars and Lovers and Secrets. This one is a definite October-worthy read.
. . . others that’ll have you shakin’ in your boots
“There are no ghosts; only the dust in the light, our breath and the wind in the quiet, and the feeling that something, or a lot of somethings, are watching us. So maybe there are ghosts after all.”
Why don’t we have a little love mixed with everything that could go wrong?
It’s madness, y’all. Of the most lovely sort.
It’s not killing, my lovely little darling. Don’t say that or heads will indeed roll.
It’s culling. And off with your head, the moth mother said. Let me drink your blood.
How about your soul?
What are some spooky recs for me? And what do you think of the list?