This week’s featured blog is Book’s Ahoy, so we say hello to them, and the question is:
Q. What is the book that you really don’t want to admit to loving?
I admit that a long, long, time ago, I might have read certain V. C. Andrew’s infamous book that was full of drama, and incest, and then, even though it was more of “I can’t believe this book” than a “I LOVE it!” type of situation, I went and bought the rest of the books on that particular series and found out that when you say “this can’t get any worse” the answer is “oh yes it can”…
This is my answer, I’m sure Marie, who has raunchier tastes (yep, raunchier than Flowers in the Attic) will have a better answer latter!
Well, to each their own, right? I won’t deny or confirm anything about my taste; I can only say that I love the Harry Potter Series, I love YA books, I love romance books and so on. Basically, I’m not ashamed to admit that I like something. For example, there is this series called House of Night that I used to love (I own the first 4 books and I liked them just fine), but then I stopped enjoying the story (is too plain for my taste and I can’t stand the teenager slang). On the other hand, I did finish a certain erotica series about three brothers that share their wife. So there, I have no shame!