Book Review: Lingus by Mariana Zapata

Hello there guys. Welcome back. It's time for another book review! SPOILERSSS ALERT!

          Just finished the book like 20 minutes ago and I'm loving it! The book is called Lingus by one of my all-time-favourite authors, Mariana Zapata. FYI, she is the queen of slow romance guys. I never thought I was a big of her previously, until I checked that I have read six out of eight books she wrote and my ratings were four stars above. I'm marathoning two of her books after this (Kulti and From Lukov With Love).

Most people would describe Katherine Berger as a responsible girl with a big heart, a loyal friend who takes care of those close to her, and the possessor of a wicked sense of humor. There was something about her that most people didn't know. "My name is Kat Berger, and I love porn."

When twenty-five-year-old Kat is dragged to a porn convention by her best friend, she's both embarrassed and nervous. The last thing she ever expected was to meet someone who makes her laugh like no other. This is a story about acceptance and friendship, and a love born out of the most unexpected of places.



          Ehem. So, the story began when Katherine Berger or Kat, an elementary school teacher, went to a porn convention with her friend, Nicole. Yup. It was that awesome of a scene. I ain't kidding. They had everything! Mwahahahah. (I'm sorry there.)

          As Nicole was getting her ass signed by her favourite AV actor, Kat met him. Tristan King. (Cue rainbows here.)

“Who was that?" she asked me when we were a couple of booths down. "Some guy who caught me pulling my underwear out of my crack.” 

          As we all know and figured out later, Tristan was there because he was that too. A porn actor by the name Robby Lingus. (see the book cover.) Then, ensued emotions. I understand that Kat was feeling overwhelmed and conflicted, hell I would be too. Ever since Tristan was introduced, I kinda guessed he could be a porn actor. But that DID NOT spoil the book for me because Tristan is one of the best guyyyyyy ever I have encountered in a book!! I don't think he was a jerk at all during this book. You could say he was perfect, other than his extracurricular profession.

His eyes darkened at the same time his brows furrowed. "I don't know what to do." Those emerald orbs searched the surface of my features for something, as I stood there mute. He brought up his left hand to press the back of it against my face. "I miss you all the fucking time." he admitted softly.

          It is also noted that they were friends (and all those flaming hormones and unleashed tensions, gahhh) and I respected that Tristan didn't make his move on Kat until after he planning to retire. God knows what it would be like if they were in a relationship while he was fucking other people despite that is his job. I don't think I could handle it. But, overall, he is the sweetest. When he had his fever. When he got jealous over Kat gone on a couple of dates. When they went to get a dog. Sometimes he even sounds younger than his age. And so damn cute.

"Okay." He nodded. "You'll be back though?" He pulled the sheets up to his neck, leaving the comforter thrown off to the side. He looked so damn cute with his sad face and pouty mouth. I stepped toward him without thinking and ran a hand through his hair to brush it off his forehead. "I will."

           All in all, it was a worth of my time read and hence why I make you guys this review. Now, I'm going to read Kulti. It's long time overdue for that little puppy. Though I have to mention that, among of all Mariana Zapata's books, I love 'The Wall of Winnipeg and Me' the most. Gosh, I should do a review on that one too, huh. It was a damn good read. Aiden Gravessss...

          Anyhow, before I leave you guys, I'll throw some of the laugh-out-loud quotes here from Lingus.

“So, what you're trying to say is you wouldn't let him fertilize your flower?" Nikki snorted. Zoey made a stupid noise that sounded like a cough and a choke. 

"You wouldn't let him hide his salami?" 

"Pump gas into your tank?" 

"Hibernate in your cave?" 

"Catch a ride on the Kitty Kat Express?" 

"Tenderize your meat?” 

Jesus Christ. He was wearing a suit for once, a dark gray ensemble that looked tailored to fit his wide shoulders, full arms, slim hips, and muscular thighs. How the hell did he go through the day without getting slipped a Rohypnol by every woman he came in contact with?

           And some of the cutest ones....

"I'd do this all over again a hundred times as long as I met you in the end." 

 Maybe it was a little dramatic, but maybe it wasn't, because now I was bursting with this feeling in my body that I couldn't completely understand, but I recognized. All those tears I'd shed while he was gone filming, and that guilt I felt the two times when I went out with other men - it was all for the same reason. I'd been in love with him. I was in love with him. I pressed the tip of my index finger against his nose and leaned my head toward his. "I've loved you way longer than you've loved me."

          And that's it, kids. That is all for my review for today. Now, am getting back my cocoon. See you later in my next post. Buhbye.

L.