Ask for It by Sylvia Day

askforit-sylviadayYou know, it’s not often that I don’t like a good romance—especially one that’s fraught with peril, intrigue, strife, and steam—but this “erotic romance” novel (as it is branded on the cover) just did not measure up. Maybe it’s because I’ve read a tonne of Sandra Brown novels (Hey Zeus! that woman can spin a sexy yarn), or because Outlander is just so. damn. good (kilts, kissing, and 18th century craic all the way), or because the sizzling bits in the first half of this tale border on sexual assault…

Oh, wait. Yeah. That’s it. It’s the rapey vibe. That definitely didn’t float my boat.

So no, I didn’t like it all that much. That said, the quality of writing is miles ahead of the 50 Shades trilogy, and that counts for something. Also, this was apparently the first manuscript ever written (though not the first book published) by Day, so maybe her other series are worth a shot (for you, not me—I’m going to stick with Brown and Gabaldon, who frequently write sizzling bits that do float my boat).

No. 22 on my challenge.

Suicide Squad



This one hurt a little.

I thought the reviews might be lying. Or, at the very least, a little harsh. They were not.

Watch it for Harley Quinn if you must (she is responsible for approximately three additional funny moments that weren’t in the trailers), but don’t say I didn’t warn you.