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Sarah's Library

I read pretty much anything, from fantasy (City of Stairs by Robert Jackson Bennett) to romance (Bared to You by Sylvia Day) to classics (Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad).  The only genres I don't read are self-help and comic books/graphic novels.

Currently reading

The Last Honeytrap
Louise Lee
Progress: 100/346 pages
Complete Works of William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare

Aiden's Charity (Feline Breeds, #2; Breeds, #2) by Lora Leigh

Aiden's Charity - Lora Leigh

30/3 - 3.5 really. I found this a bit hard to follow due to it being the middle of a series; number 12 in the original Breeds series, number 3 in the Wolf Breeds offshoot series. My confusion regarding the character's prior relationships with each other is my own fault for not checking its series status before borrowing it. Despite never reading a book from this series, I felt like I had read it before. Maybe because there's so many different Breeds, it reminds me of Christine Feehan's Leopard People series which also has numerous human/animal hybrid species and features some very hot, explicit, animalistic sex scenes.

I had quite a disturbing nightmare (which is actually a recurring nightmare that's always just a little different, which I've been having for decades) last night that I think was triggered by the continuing theme of the compound the characters live in being under frequent attack and infiltration by shadowy government forces. I dreamt that my parents were away (I live with my parents and they were actually away this weekend) and my brother and I were the only ones left in the house (he no longer lives at home). At some point in the dream I realised that some very determined burglars were trying to break into the house. I had locked the security screen door and the main door, but they threw a mini grenade (about the size of a marble, in the dream) at the front door and somehow that unlocked everything (it didn't blow the doors off, they just became unlocked). My brother had put the pets in my parents bedroom so they wouldn't get injured in the coming battle and we were getting ready to repel the intruders with the thick newel post my dad keeps under the bed (for just such an occasion) when I woke up panting and sweating. Not the calmest start to a Sunday ever.