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This post is gonna get steamy!  But the stuff is too ridiculous to not share.

Lately, my Kindle has been finding itself solely occupied with romance novels.  And not the garden variety kind that Jane Austen wrote about where lovers were at odds due to life, society and misunderstandings; but the kind that has you dropping the book and looking around to see if other people can notice the steam coming out of the pages (or screen as it is with a Kindle) and the blush firing up in your cheeks!

Because holy $h!% this stuff is getting crazy!

First let me state two truths in favor of my… normal-ness:

1. I had no idea who Danielle Steel was for… for about forever.
2. I didn't read my first romance novel till I was 23 or 24

And now… 

Fffff!!  They're all I'm reading. 

The issues isn't that I'm reading them.  I actually don't mind that - sure there are classics to read, current bestsellers to keep up with, factual analogs to push through; all in greater support of enriching the mind and expanding the list of socially acceptable conversation topics - but bore, snooze…. I want the lustiness full of panties dropping and moans unleashing. 

I mean… I want socially acceptable topics… 

Riiiiiggght.

So what is the issue?  The issue is that now they are overwhelmingly consuming my time and their descriptions are pushing well past socially acceptable and into an area that is… steamy.  

Really freaking-ridiculously-outrageously-call-me-vanilla-who-does-this-shit-when-is-it gonna-happen-to-me-omFFFFFfffg-busting-out-laughing-insanely-crazy-sauna-room-temperatures steamy.  

And I can't stop reading.

Before I used to be able to count how many romance novels I had read on one hand (and no! Do not make dirty sexual hand jokes.  Pervs).  But now?!  I don't know if it's with shame or pride that I'm admitting that by the end of this coming weekend I'll have read 10.  

Ten.

In the last month.  

Say 'hello' to the steam raising, mouth dropping, did he just do that to her for real?! men* of the 

Black Dagger Brotherhood.

And by no means is this series War and Peace or the Collected Works of Shakespeare, but each book is around 500 pages.  That's 5,000 pages I've not only given my time to, but poured myself into!  I have been so entranced with these books that some nights I have read until 3am, 4am, 5am!  With a wake call from my alarm going off each weekday at 7am!

That is borderline unhealthy.

And. I. Don't. Care.

Sure, people who read romance novels will tell you that it isn't about the sex bits, that they care about the characters and want to see how the relationship will work out, or how the characters are going to grow or blah blah blah - just start humping!

I am normal.  I swear.

So despite all the things that these books have going against them to your average reader: Romance.  Paranormal.  Vampires.   Doggie Style.  And a brief scene in which they 69-ed.   

Why am I telling you about them?  

And moreover why should you read them?!

Because this shit is just insane! 

In all ways good and bad.

Here are few bits to get you… idk and I don't want to, but all I know is that I'm going to read the next book and I'll be waiting for the 11th to come out as well!!   Because despite the ridiculousness of these books, I just can't stop myself.

Enjoy!

* Men? eeee that's a stretch too.  Perhaps you noticed that a lot of the cover images are of people's mouth focused on the jugular region.  And that would because... oh the shame and disbelief that I've been reading these books so madly… The BDB is a group of 6footsomething, beefy, beefy vampires. hahaha omg kill me.  If these books weren't so good and lusty the shame I'd have - would not even let me continue.