Sweet Little Lies (Heartbreaker Bay, #1)

by Jill Shalvis

[Linda]

This review was originally posted on (un)Conventional Bookviews
Sweet Little Lies is a fantastic start to Shalvis' new series. There is romance galore, as well as friendship, humor and loyalty as well.



As soon as I started reading Sweet Little Lies, I knew I was going to fall in love with it! First of all, the romantic interest's name is Finn *sighs* and he owns an Irish bar *double-sighs* and he's loyal to a fault, strong and hardworking. Plus, he's very easy on the eyes. The way Pru described him to me showed me I was going to love her as well. She's been through a lot, none of it her won fault, and because she's felt so much guilt over her parents' mistakes, she's made it her life mission to make it up to the people affected. And a lot of her hard work was put to use for other people, rather than for herself.

Once she met Finn, though, a lot of things started to change for Pru. And those changes were both very fast and very necessary. She finally realized that there was more to life than fixing a mistake that couldn't be fixed, and that wasn't even her mistake to begin with. Sweet Little Lies is the kind of romance that made my toes curl, and I both smiled and fanned myself several times - sometimes at the same moment, even. Shalvis is a master at contemporary romances with enough hotness to make me feel it, and characters with substance who have a real story to tell.

Written in third person point of view, from Pru and Finn's perspectives, and in past tense, I felt like I got a good grasp on them both. There were plenty of sassy dialogues, as well as some very funny incidents including a dumb waiter... Sweet Little Lies introduced me to several characters I want to know more about - of course, I got to know Pru and Finn quite well, but they both had friends and neighbors I need to meet again. I'm very happy to know it's the beginning of a new series, and I can't wait to get my hands on The Trouble with Mistletoe which is scheduled for release in the fall.



Without the lure of cable to make her evening, she needed chicken wings. And nobody made chicken wings like O'Riley's. It's not the chicken wings you're wanting, a small voice inside her head said. And that was fact. Nope, what drew her into O'Riley's like a bee to hone was the six-foot, broad-shouldered, dark eyes, dark smile of Finn O'Riley himself.

"Huh," Willa said.
"No," Pru said. "There's no huh."
"Oh, honey, there's a huge huh," Willa said. "I work with dogs and cats all day long, I'm fluent in eye-speak. And there's some serious eye-speak going on here. It's saying you to want to f-"

Ignoring her wobbly knees, she left the lock in place, shaking her head at herself. Apparently it'd been too long since her last social orgasm and while she handled her own business just fine, her business was clearly getting bored with herself.