The Saucy Wenches Book Club

It's hard to believe that I've know the other members of the blog for over four years. In some cases five years via the now defunk Sookieverseblog where we all first meet. The thread that holds us together is of course books. But it's also the ability of the web to allow us to connect on many other levels despite our distances. Whether is politics, family, children, fandoms, TV shows. You name it, it connects us in some way. So I wanted to look at those books that have connected my fellow Wenches to me. Those books that we've loved the same. Even if for a couple of us our books tastes tend to be miles apart at times there is still that thread of connection holding us together despite the dramas of everyday life, the misunderstandings and the joy we take in simply being friends. Our love of books and reading is at times so similar and so diverse. There is the simple joy we feel when one of our friends falls in love with the same book as us. Or when they've recom...

"Who among the Fae likes you enough to do that favor?" I knew the answer to that. No one.  "The one I didn't kill when I demanded it. After I killed the other two." I smiled faintly. One word: badass. I want to be Jericho Barrons when I grow up. Feverborn ~~Karen Marie Moning 

Digger was a little different. All you had to do was promise him the chance to maim something or set it on fire, and he was yours for the weekend. Part & Parcel by Abigail Roux Source

“Yes, of course duct tape works in a near-vacuum. Duct tape works anywhere. Duct tape is magic and should be worshiped.”

Feverborn release week has come to an end. Those of us who went to NOLA for the release party are home and getting back to real life. A couple of us are starting to dig out from Snowmageddon (sorry, Zee!) and all but two of us are reading Feverborn or suffering it's after-effects. Book hangovers as far as the eye can see. Click through to see who is stuck in the Fever world, and who our rebels are. And give us suggestions! We're wrecked from Feverborn , so we need some suggestions!

Got something you want to say, Rainbow Girl? I knew what he wanted. What he always wants from me: to know that I'm aware and I'm choosing and I'm one hundred percent committed, to him, to life, to myself, to the moment, which doesn't sound like so much but it's a damn tall order. And he wants his name in that sentence somewhere.  I tossed my head and shot him a savage look. Fuck me, Jericho Barrons. You're my world, I didn't add. At least I hope I didn't. I let my lids flutter at the end, half closed, shielding my heart.  ~ Feverborn by Karen Marie Moning