Red Clocks

God, I wanted to love this book. I knew it had controversial reviews, but I was already fan-girling about the premise: a not-so-dystopian future where psycho conservatives have outlawed abortion, in vitro fertilization, and single parent adoption. That’s exactly the kind of too-close-to-home feminist plot I’m hungry for.

Carnal Knowledge

Mistress of suspense, Rachael Tamayo, is back with another hair-raising thriller. Carnal Knowledge a riveting, heart-pounding, double-check-your-locks-and-close-your-curtains novel about a killer with an unquenchable lust for blood.

Dark Eden

Dark Eden is an umbral spin on the Christian creation story. Prideful men stole a spaceship from Earth and crashed into the luminescent treetops of a strange, nocturnal world.

Mother of Invention

Pregnancy. Science. Conspiracy. Mother of Invention asks us to examine our wombs–are we creators or captives of the future?

Amatka

This book left me hungry: hungry for answers, hungry for resolution, hungry for some of those pasty, beige mushrooms Ivar spent his best years harvesting in the tunnels beneath Amatka.

Girl, Wash Your Face

I haven’t read enough self-help books to offer an opinion on the genre, but Girl, Wash Your Face caught my attention because of the controversial reviews and the promise of a “cut-that-shit-out” narrative that would shock me into motivation. It was motivating, but probably not in the way Hollis intended it.

The Book of the Unnamed Midwife

Meg Elison’s The Book of the Unnamed Midwife is harrowing and left me in a cold sweat wondering if the people who died from her pandemic fever were really the lucky ones.

Nova

Margaret Fortune’s young adult, science fiction debut novel, Nova, opens with a bang – or at least the promise of one. Lia Johansen is sixteen, a refugee, and a human bomb.

Once Upon a Kiss

*I received an advanced readers copy (ARC) of Once Upon a Kiss . The following review does not address any potential grammatical or formatting errors as I did not receive a final copy.*

The Female of the Species

You should read this book if you’re seeking reprieve from rose-colored literature and star-crossed lovers. The Female of the Species is neither pretty nor sweet. Its aftertaste is bitter, and its plot will leave you shifting uncomfortably in your seat, replaying memories of your adolescence under the harsh fluorescent lighting of retrospect.