Dallas party planner Naomi Delacroix, still scarred from her divorce, aims to stop being a doormat and unleash her inner tigress. That's what reading self-help books like Unleash the Tigress Within can do for you. But when handsome millionaire Royce Powell hires her to plan his mother's surprise party, he doesn't seem to take no for an answer -- to anything. But why is he taking applications for a wife, if he wants to monopolize Naomi's time? He's got a prescription for conquering her fears, and it includes plenty of terrific sex.
I must admit that this is my first Gena Showalter book. I really don’t know what made me pick this one, but I was glad I did. It was really fun to read, relaxing and fast. I guess I finished it in two days. But it was like a breath of fresh air. Too much seriousness gets to you in the end.
Now, I really liked the story. It was light but the best part of it was the humor. I really enjoyed the whole Tigress thing. I gathered some quotes that I thought hilarious, but there were too many so I had to do some serious selecting. I’ll post them at the end of this review.
Naomi Delacroix is the main character here. I found her really funny; in many moments I was loling and my mum was staring at me while having a strange expression. God only knows what she was thinking… but I find this as being a good sign. It’s really been a while since I laughed like this from reading a book. Royce was a sweetheart. Even though he was filthy rich, he still remained modest (at least to a point). He fought for what he wanted and eventually got it. Go for it my man!
Anyways, I have to tell you to give this book a try. I don’t think it’s too popular even though it deserves more attention than it has right now.
In the end, here are the quotes I gathered. Have fun!
TOP TEN LIST
Ten Things You Shouldn't Say on a Date
1. You're wearing that?
2. Something smells funny.
3. Where's the Tylenol?
4. And to think, I first wanted to date your brother.
5. I have a confession to make…
6. My dad has a suit just like that.
7. That man is hot. Look at him.
8. My ex, may he rot in hell forever…
9. You're going to order that? Seriously?
10. You're how old?
"What's that smell?"
I froze. What? Did I really smell so distasteful he had only to lean in my direction to catch a putrid whiff of me? I stayed the urge to break his freaking nose for pointing out my stinkiness.
He sniffed again. "I can't place it."
"How bad is it?" I asked, my cheeks heating.
"It's good. Some kind of flower."
My first thought: Hurray! I don't stink.
My second: Ohmygod!
My ex—may he soon discover tiny worms have invaded his body and are slowly eating him alive—once told me God made men so perfect because He'd wanted to make up for the inadequacies of women.
He'd asked me to marry him. He'd kissed me. Twice. He said he loved me. What a scum, rat, dog bastard. I wouldn't sleep with him now if I was dying and the only thing that could save me was a penis injection from him.
Neighbor… was that the word for "whoring tramp" nowadays?
I cast a glance in my new admirer's direction. "You may call me Your Highness," I said. "Or Empress Beauty."
He chuckled. I wasn't kidding.
Me: I think we should have sex again.
Royce: Bad idea.
Royce: I want more from you than sex.
Me: Goodbye, you prudish bastard.
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