In high school, discovering whether or not a boy likes you is a matter of the growth process, with every action or reaction dissected by your group of friends. For Cammie “The Chameleon” Morgan in Ally Carter’s I’d Tell You I Love You, But Then I’d Have to Kill You it’s a matter of national security. You see, the girls of Gallagher Academy aren’t your average students but spies in training, and to them “normal” is just a buzz word for blending in.
Laura Castoro’s ICING ON THE CAKE hit the pink cover mother lode. Pink cake? Check. Pink skirt? Check. Pink window dressing? Check. Decorative pink flourishes? Check. It’s a shame that pink isn’t the new black instead of a shortcut used to identify stories about career girls, their shoes, their insecurities, and their boyfriends, because this work of women’s fiction shouldn’t be judged by its cover. Neither should it be missed by any reader who enjoys characters able to face one crisis after another while retaining both their sanity and their sense of humor.
As fairy tales go, the one where the handsome prince sweeps into a small village and tells a pretty—if unassuming—young woman that she is his princess, is hard to beat. Whether the young girl is cleaning out fireplaces or just living an ordinary life, wife of royalty is a more exciting proposition. Then there is the prince himself, who in the fairy tales is always tall, dark, and handsome, and never ever has ears like dinner plates. In romances the prince (be that literal or figurative) is monstrously well endowed, with a prowess that never abates, and enough skill to coax even the most shy and reluctant future princess into multiple earth shattering orgasms. The enduring and wide spread appeal of this fairy tale is understandable. Who wouldn’t want Prince Charming? Jennifer Ashley takes on the tale and the prince in Penelope & Prince Charming and proves that the story is worth telling again.