2496 pages. 2 whole tissues. 5 unique couples. Countless extraordinary supporting characters.
8 books. 9 unforgettable nights.
I have spent the last nine nights in bed with Colleen Hoover, and it was unforgettable. It was sensational. It was phenomenal in every way. She doesn’t disappoint.
I have loved these nights. I will always remember these nights…
Now when I say I spent the last nine nights with Colleen Hoover I think I may have painted a slightly inaccurate picture for you.
Did Colleen Hoover herself sit in bed with me? Well, no. Unless she was hiding behind my pillows, which could be possible because who knows, maybe she likes to do that.
Did Colleen Hoover herself offer me a total of 2 Kleenex’s to dry my baby tears as I cried reading her books? Well that’s a no again too. Though I totally think she’d offer me some Kleenex if she could. She seems like a giver.
Did Colleen Hoover herself help push my jaw back into place after it repeatedly fell to the ground after reading each and every single one of her utterly magnificent books, as I became more and more blown away? Yeah that one’s a no too. (And if anybody wants to help me, I think my jaw is still on the floor from reading these books. I could use some help with that.)
No, Colleen Hoover didn’t really do any of those things these past 9 nights that I spent fully encapsulated by her books. But I like to think that she was here in spirit through her books, her words, her pictures and the magic that I literally felt flow out of these pages. I think I’m in full on love mode.
(Okay, so there weren’t actually pictures in any of her books, but I’m fully convinced that if there were, I would be sold on those too.)
I’ve cried, I’ve laughed, I’ve smirked, I’ve smiled, I’ve grimaced. I’ve cared. I’ve felt more than I ever felt possible while reading. I’ve loved. And that all happened about 3 pages into each book. Don’t even get me started on what happened after page 3. I don’t think I’ll ever fully hop off that hamster wheel of awesomeness.
I’ve gone through approximately 2 tissues which is 2 more tissues than I usually use while reading, since as we all know, I have the emotional range of a piece of paper when it comes to crying while reading.
I wasn’t prepared for what reading these books would allow me to experience. I wasn’t prepared to whole heartedly fall in love with multiple sets of characters over 8 seriously wonderful books. I didn’t expect to feel like the biggest idiot on the planet for waiting so long to discover said books. (But I’ll say it. I am an idiot for waiting so long to read them!)
I didn’t realize that by reading these books, I would discover an author that has now permanently cemented herself, her books, her characters, and her writing as some of my all-time favorites. I didn’t know. But now I do, and I couldn’t be more freaking over the butterflying moon about that.
Now I should note that before this 9 day binge read, I had read Ugly Love, Collen Hoover’s most recent release. I read this book because a book group I belonged to at the time was doing a group read of the book. I read the synopsis, and couldn’t wait to read it. I thought I would read the book, get to talk about it a bit, and that would be the end of the day. Nothing more, nothing less.
Boy was I effing wrong.
Ugly Love made me breakdown in tears in the middle of The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. I wasn’t prepared for the magnitude of emotion that was Ugly Love. I wasn’t prepared to fall head first into it, and I sure as hell didn’t expect for it to make me cry like a baby while waiting in a monstrous line in the “happiest place on earth.”
Yeah, I was that girl crying over a book while surrounded by hundreds of strangers at a theme park. Though I do think the 2 guys behind might have gotten a kick out of it.
Ugly Love is what started it all, and a few weeks later when I found myself at a book store “killing time” (which is a very expensive equation for me, since I can’t just look at books without buying them) I suddenly found myself with 6 new Colleen Hoover books. And 1 free e-book of Finding Cinderella.
Because binge reading is for winners or for people who are really slow on the uptake of books they should have already read by now…
Thus began my nightly time with Colleen Hoover and her books.
9 nights, 2496 pages, 2 whole tissues, 5 unique couples, countless extraordinary supporting characters, and 8 books later I was done. I was sold.
(And yes, I counted.)
After those 9 nights, I was completely sold on anything Collen Hoover had written, and I feel safe saying I’m am pretty much sold on anything else she may write in the future. 9 nights of reading left me as an emotional wreck, but I honestly couldn’t have been happier about that.
I will never forget those nights. Ever. I will never forget all that Colleen Hoover’s beyond magnificent writing created for me in those nights. The stories, the characters, the emotions, the smirks, the magic. Everything. Everything she created blew me away, and the more and more I read, the more and more I fell in love with it all.
I wish I could go back and experience all of that again because it was fabulous, and breathtaking, and utterly wonderful. It was everything.
So if you haven’t already, you should definitely hop on the Collen Hoover train. Like yesterday. Sometimes that train is a bit crazy, and it will sure as hell make you feel everything, but through it all you’ll just love the ride, and its freaking beyond phenomenal conductor Colleen Hoover. Because believe me:
It’s one unforgettable mother effing ride. With one bad ass conductor.
And that folks, is pure reading magic.
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Oh, and enjoy more horrendous and all too brief synopsis’ of each book. You’re welcome.
Will & Lake. They’ve got a serious connection, only they’ve got a problem. And I ain’t telling you what that is, so read the damn book. But just know, Will and Lake are kind of the best. And I heart those two something fierce.
This is about Will & Lake. And that’s all I’m saying. Also, don’t read the synopsis of this book until you FINISH Slammed. (You’re welcome for that tidbit, by the way.)
You shouldn’t even be reading the synopsis for this book if you haven’t read Slammed or Point of Retreat yet. Seriously.
How do I even begin to describe this book? You will FEEL this book. You will BREATHE this book. You will envelope Sky and Holder into your arms and your heart and you won’t want to let them go. EVER. You will LOVE this book. It has it all.
You know how I said Hopeless has it all? Well, Losing Hope has it all and more. It’s a one-on-one date lasting 321 pages with one and only Dean Holder, and let me tell you, he does not disappoint. Not. One. Little. Bit.
For those two characters in Hopeless and Losing Hope that you couldn’t get out of your mind, this one gives you their story. And your cheeks will be hurting because of how much you’re smiling while reading it. (And it’s FREE!)
Passion. Friendship. Laughs. Love. Hate. Betrayal. Healing. More love. Less love. All kinds of love. Music. Music. MUSIC! (This describes page 1. Buy the book to really experience the all that is Sydney and Ridge. Oh, and the awesomeness that is Griffin Peterson.)
This book made me cry in Disney World. Tate and Miles, made me cry in Disney World. Their story, made me cry in Disney World. I LOVED the fact that this book made me cry in Disney World. This book is brilliant. Tate and Miles are brilliant. Ugly Love is beyond brilliant. Did I also mention that it made me cry in Disney World?