Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Review: WE ARE MADE OF STARDUST by Mimi Strong

We are Made of Stardust (Peaches Monroe #1)

Mimi Strong


There I was, minding my own business at Peachtree Books when this lunatic comes racing in the door and knocks me into his arms. I would have ripped him a new one, but he was kinda familiar, and hot. Like I-want-to-have-your-sexy-babies-now hot.

Turns out he looks familiar because I stare at his gorgeous face on TV every week. Yup, Dalton Deangelo. In the oh-so-firm flesh.

I let him hide out from the press for a while, then I thought he'd be on his way, and I could breathe normally again. But no. He found me interesting. He wanted to tag along to my cousin's wedding with me. I couldn't say no to that face ... or THOSE EYES. Before the night was through, he was saying sweet things, then dirty things. Very dirty things.

I try to keep my eyes wide open. I've made terrible, stupid mistakes in the past. But Dalton Deangelo's touch turns me to Jell-O.

I'm just a regular girl, and he's rich and famous with no body fat. The guy has a butler! So, why is he chasing me? And why can't I say no? And what is this sordid secret of his the reporters are trying to uncover?


Star Rating: 4.5 out of 5 

Heat Rating: HOT!!

We are Made of Stardust was a funny story that had me hooked from page one!  (definitely don't start this one before bedtime or you will be up all night)  Have you ever had a celebrity crush and wondered what would happen if your path would cross theirs?Would they notice you?  Would sparks fly? (I know Dwayne Johnson is just waiting to meet me one day, he will finally realize what has been missing from his life... me)  Peaches, gets this "what if" answered for her when she literally falls into Dalton's arms.

I LOVED Peaches Monroe!  She was spunky, fun, bold and very real; she has normal insecurities and second guesses herself like we all do and I just loved being in her head.  Mimi Strong really does a great job letting the reader feel like we are really in Peaches head and hearing all her thoughts, uncensored and all.  At first some of the nicknames for sex and body parts threw me off but then it just seemed something Peaches would actually say and somehow it worked.

Dalton Deangelo is your super hot TV actor that plays a super famous vampire on a wildly popular show (Think Ian Somerholder in Vampire Diaries).  He was adorable, hot, playful and slightly mysterious.  I loved that his character was so open about what he was feeling for Peaches, pursued what he wanted and wouldn't let her brush him off and run away. 

We are Made of Stardust is a great story, it takes a twist on the 'Notting Hill' story idea taking it to a new level of fun and reading enjoyment, of course, since this is a start to a series there is a twist you don't see coming (or at least I didn't).   I love a story that you get so wrapped up in that the characters seem like real people and you can feel what they are feeling and truly understand what their next move might be (at least with Peaches, Dalton is a bit of a tough nut to crack). I can't wait to see what Mimi Strong has in store for Peaches and Dalton, I guarantee I will be anxiously awaiting the next book!  

If you have never read a Mimi Strong book do yourself a favor and pick this one up!!  We are Made of Stardust is by far my favorite of her latest books, it has the perfect combination of humor, romance and fairy tale all spiked with sexy/hot fun (and of course there is a bit of a cliffhanger that leaves you craving more).  A great start to a new and exciting series!


Dalton's hand landed on my knee.
Hand-on-knee alert!
The hand lingered on my knee, sending delicious heat into my body, including the zesty taco zone.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “I was coming on too strong, wasn't I? I can be dramatic sometimes. Hazard of my career, I suppose. At least I'm not on a cop show, or I'd probably interrogate you or put you in handcuffs.”
I swallowed hard at the idea of handcuffs. “I'm not entirely against the idea of kissing you, but if you're going to do it, just do it. Don't tell me you're going to—”
He moved swiftly, hooking one arm behind my back so I couldn't fall off my chair or get away. His lips were on my mouth, his face in my face, and the kiss felt as right as anything had ever felt right in my life.
He gathered my lower lip between his and gently sucked as his breath warmed my face. People were still tapping silverware on glasses and encouraging people to kiss. The room swam around me, and it seemed like everyone was kissing, in the beautifully-decorated banquet room, with soft music playing and the scent of flowers and fresh bread in the air. How could you not kiss in a room like that?
Dalton pulled away, quickly looking down, as if embarrassed.
I looked at his hand on my knee and found my own hand on top of his, squeezing his thick fingers. I loosened my grip, and at the same time, he flipped his hand to be palm up, holding my hand tenderly.
His voice husky, he leaned in toward me and said, “Thanks for letting me tag along with you today.”
“Thanks for running into my bookstore. Why were you running, anyway?”
He winced. “Stupid reporters.”
“Was it just the usual Hollywood stuff, or did you do something scandalous?”
“You mean like crash someone's wedding?”
“I guess you don't have to tell me.” I squeezed his hand and reached over with my free hand to take a sip from my second glass of wine. “I am a woman, though. And we're curious. Why don't you just tell me what's happening, so I don't have to sneak off to the ladies' room and scan through the gossip sources on my phone?”
He looked away, gazing at the newlyweds while displaying a breathtaking profile. Strong jawline, thick dark hair. That chin dimple was probably insured for a million bucks. Ugh. Even his ears were the cutest things ever, with all his cartilage folds being a thousand times more handsome than the ears of regular folks.
Where was that evil photographer? Why was he not getting more evidence of my once-in-a-lifetime handsome actor date?
I took a deep breath and let out an audible sigh—audible by accident.
Dalton turned to me with an intense look, the kind I'd seen him do on TV about a thousand times, right before he delivers a bombshell of a line.
Those gorgeous lips of his began to move. “Let's just be two souls tonight. Two souls who are made of stardust, and found their way back to each other, the way they were destined to.”
Gulp. “And?”
“Let's wait for our table number to be called, go stand in line for roast beef, and never let each other go.” He squeezed my fingers.
The way he was looking at me. The effect he was having on my whole body, from my swollen ladylumps to my actual freakin’ heart. Two souls made of stardust? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I reached for my wine and tossed it back.
Nodding, I said, “Tonight, we are two souls.”

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Q. Is sexy, smooth Dalton Deangelo based on a certain real actor who plays a vampire on TV?
A. Yes and no. It's based on the mile-high girlie crush one of my friends has on the actor Ian Somerhalder, and the hypnotic hold he seems to have on this grown, married woman, much to my amusement! She blushes when she talks about him.

Q. Where did the idea for We are Made of Stardust come from?
A. My favorite romantic movie is Notting Hill, and I think any of us who've worked a retail job have fantasized about our favorite actor walking through the door! I think this story has been in my head for years. Most people would get so nervous, they wouldn't even speak to the actor, so I needed a girl who could hold her own and then some. Along came Peaches. She doesn't see herself as a fun girl, but oh boy is she fun.

Q. How long does it take you to write a novel?
A. I wish I was one of those speedy authors who can write a full-length novel in one week, but it takes me about 5 weeks to complete a first draft of something as long and involved as We are Made of Stardust. Then I still have to do research and editing. I think the second novel in the series will go faster, as I know the characters better. I'm always working hard so my readers don't have to wait long.

Q. Is the Peaches Monroe series going to be long? Is it a love triangle? Will every book end on a brutal cliffhanger?
A. I've never written a long, multi-book series. I hope that you readers will guide me. Please post reviews and talk about the book. Tell me what you'd like to see happen. I have some big, big plans, but nothing is locked in until it's published.

Q. When people find out you write erotic romance, do they treat you like a freak?
A. Yes, but the cool people treat you like the right kind of freak. People already think I'm weird that I self-publish. Actually, most random acquaintances find the topic quite dull until I mention I write “dirty billionaire stuff,” which is why I usually keep it under my hat. It's hard for me to really cut loose if I'm thinking about people reading the books

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