Thirteen at Dinner, Agatha Christie | spoiler-free book review

Here is another thriller by the master of mystery – and the most popular author of all time. Lady Edgware wants to marry a duke, but Lord Edgware won’t divorce her. She jokingly tells Poirot that if he won’t kill Lord Edgware, she may have to. When the lord turns up dead, Lady Jane is suspected. Will her alibi hold up?

Poirot actually decides to look up the matter of Lady Edgware and pays a visit to Lord Edgware but remains baffled after the meeting. Whilst discussing with the lord about him not wanting to accept a divorce, Poirot finds out that the lord is actually happy to divorce Lady Edgware and told Poirot that she must had known this because he personally send her a letter with the deed six months before.

Poirot doesn’t understand why Lady Edgware didn’t mention the letter so he and Hastings pays her a visit. She said she didn’t knew anything and gets excited because she is finally a free woman. A lot more persons are involved in the story, Carlotta Adams being one of the main ones. She is a starting but brilliant actress that mimics Lady Edgware to perfection and she is pleased about it.

The lord is murdered and his servants swear that it was Lady Edgware who killed him because she was at the door when the doorbell ringed, introduced herself, walked into the study room and after her departure the lord was found dead. Easy right? But Lady Edgware was at a dinner party in the same time with twelve more other guests so who murdered her husband? What was the reason? Why other people near Poirot and Hastings end up murdered?

The novel was amazing, the details were great as always, Poirot and Hasting the perfect match as always, Detective Japp was present as well and when you finally can bet your life on the murderer Poirot shakes the earth beneath your feet with the truth. The ending was unbearable in the most amazing way. But I gaved the book only 4/5 stars because it could had been a little shorted but it was a bless nonetheless.




Late night conversation with Poirot

Yesterday’s night, heart racing from being alone in the apartment, mind… wired.

My boyfriend went to a study group to study for an examen that will take place tomorrow morning so he left me home alone for the night which is not bad and not good when it comes to me. But since I’m on a diet of positive thinking, I’ve decided to make this night a “me time” night. So it begins…

It’s just me and my most fabulous friend in bed tonight and I can’t imagine he leaving me after a couple more stories. I’ve known him for five years now but I knew from the beginning that our friendship will last forever. Hercule Poirot was a part of my heart since I’ve first discovered him tangled in a mystery five years ago. He was travelling by train and whilst sleeping in his carriage a murder was unfolding in the Orient Express. His words are speaking to me tonight more than ever. I know I should study for my last exam but personal pleasures are the most important things out there. Me and Poirot are chatting for a half of hour now and I don’t want this discussion to stop.

In the backround Bon Jovi is singing about how misunderstood he is but aren’t we all? We want people close to us to know every little thing about ourselves but we sometimes are not speaking.

I want to stop my conversation with Poirot because we don’t have more to follow… I’ve almost read everything from his mom and it drives me insane if I start to think about it.

Although Poirot is an amazing companion and everything I could ever wish for, I miss your embrace whenever you are not here. This post is for you and I love you.




I will work with The Law of Attraction

First time when I’ve heard of the Law of Attraction, I think I was sixteen. Didn’t thought much about it but if I would had encounter a movie or a book about it, I would give them a go. Throughout my teenage years I was in places I wouldn’t want to be again, in stupid situations because I wasn’t mastering my own self. I was letting people around me be the voices for my happiness, for my sadness and I’ve let them play with my mood to the max. Someone else, a stranger to you, can’t give you happiness because happiness comes from within and only YOU can make YOURSELF happy. Only YOU can give YOURSELF JOY, LOVE, POWER.

As I was saying… I’ve encounter this powerful law long time ago and it helped me more than I thought it will but I still wasn’t giving a crap about it. I want to do an experiment until the summer air touches the earth where I live by and I will come back with a post about my personal experience with the law of attraction.

How to work with it? Just love yourself, experience more mindfulness and believe, ask and receive. Imagine what you want, what life you want to live and believe in it, believe in the Universe and in yourself and it will come to you. Think only positive and good things will come to you. Be grateful and love the people around you, what you give is what you receive.

In the following months I will do all those things and I will let my mind and soul and actions take me near the things I want and I will take them. Will come back with a blog post about it for you guys,




Pericol la End House, Agatha Christie | spoiler-free book review

Nu e o surpriză că Agatha Christie este una dintre cele mai iubite de mine autoare dar din păcate asta nu înseamnă că tot ce a curs din stiloul ei îmi este și potrivit. Citisem multe dintre operele ei acum câțiva ani pe când eram cu totul absorbită de ea, Jane Marple și de favoritul meu Hercule Poirot. Acum am rămas cu puține cărți în palmares de citit, Pericol la End House este una dintre ele.

Hercule Poirot este în vacanță cu Hastings, probabil una dintre cele mai lungi deoarece marele detectiv belgian este pensionat. Refuză să lucreze la cazuri asta până când cunoaște o fată Nick care îi spune că este extrem de norocoasă deoarece în ultimele patru zile a avut patru accidente din care a scăpat cu viață. În timp ce vorbeau toți trei, o viespe îi deranjează pălăria fetei, asta până când Poirot observă că viespea este de fapt un glonț și că fata nu este norocoasă ci vizată să fie omorâtă. Dar de ce? Nu este milionară iar vila în care stă, End House este ipotecată, veche și necesită reparații intense. Dar din acea dupămasă Poirot și Hastings doresc să o ajute pe Nick să scape de posibilul său criminal dar și să rezolve un caz al naibii de greu și de antrenant.

În carte au loc o grămadă de accidente și tragedii într-un mod la care nu te aștepti în mod normal să se întâmple dar aici vorbim de Regina Crimelor. Cartea este superbă, antrenantă, ușor amuzantă dar și scurtă. Este perfectă pentru a te relaxa într-un weekend dar te și ajută să îți mai pui la muncă celulele cenușii. Recomand.


The Dry (Aaron Falk #1), Jane Harper | spoiler-free book review

After getting a note demanding his presence, Federal Agent Aaron Falk arrives in his hometown for the first time in decades to attend the funeral of his best friend, Luke. Twenty years ago when Falk was accused of murder, Luke was his alibi. Falk and his father fled under a cloud of suspicion, saved from prosecution only because of Luke’s steadfast claim that the boys had been together at the time of the crime. But now more than one person knows they didn’t tell the truth back then, and Luke is dead.

Amid the worst drought in a century, Falk and the local detective question what really happened to Luke. As Falk reluctantly investigates to see if there’s more to Luke’s death than there seems to be, long-buried mysteries resurface, as do the lies that have haunted them. And Falk will find that small towns have always hidden big secrets.


It is a simple book to begin with. Relaxing, simply but good written The Dry sure is a thriller I won’t forget too easily. Another small town mystery but this one is a good one, it’s presence surface the long gone lies, suspicions and the miserable human behaviour that exist within some people on this planet. The accent is put on Luke’s murder and the murder of his family but you can never forget the one murder that the story starts with. Ellie is Luke and Falk’s friend and she died when they were kids, found in a lake, with no suspects to appear the murder was rulled a suicide but it wasn’t.

The book wants to find the one who killed Luke and his family and the one who killed Ellie, but what if it was a suicide? What if Luke killed his family after all? But why?

I gaved the book 4/5 stars but it’s truly a 5 star one. I just gaved it four because the athmosphere can be depressing and that never does it for me. Totally recommand.


Photos and edit made by my sister 🙂



Book Blogger Confessions | Tag


Hi guys, I’m doing a little book blogger tag for us to get to know each other better. Feel free to take the test as well and tag me to see what your answers were 🙂

Which book, most recently, did you not finish? 

Bob the cat, well I did finish it but I’ve lost my mind trying to. It was hella boring.

Which book is your guilty pleasure?

 J.R. Ward’s sexy vampire serie… Everything Anne Rice to be honest.

 Which book do you love to hate?

The fault in our stars, I’m sorry, I’ve cried a lot but I feel like John Green is totally not my style.

Which book would you throw into the sea?

The Goddess by Adolph Hixley, gosh I’ve left it in a park just because of the ending. The sea wasn’t close enough sorry.

Which book have you read the most?

Gone girl.

Which book would you hate to receive as a present?

Into the water by Paula H. Hated it.

Which book could you not live without?

The subtle art of not giving a f*ck by Mark M.

 Which book made you the angriest? 

Fifty shades of Grey, semi-loved the movies tho. I liked the action, the sex, the thing, the vibe but it was poorly written…

Which book made you cry the most?

The fault in our stars, John Green.

Which book cover do you hate the most?

Twilight serie, but I like the covers with the actors on them.




Winter Jam | Winter Roadtrip

Hello my lovelies, you know how I was complaining about this winter not being freezing cold and not snowy at all? Well the snow part didn’t change but it’s freezing cold. And I’ve went yesterday on a mini roadtrip with the fam and we found snow and a foggy weather right outside the town. I enjoy so much the peace and quiet of a good cold winter and I hope you do to because I got some shots for you down below.



The scenery can be too much, it’s gloomy and foggy and it can improve your mood or enhance your sadness. Winter serves a tricky thing called winter sadness because of the lack of light but I hope you guys are just fine and hanging in there whilst enjoying the good parts of every season. Summer is right around the corner,

Diana xx

The Four Agreements: A Practical Guide to Personal Freedom, Miguel Ruiz | spoiler-free book review

The Four Agreements by Migurl Ruiz is a short book capable of plenty. The ideas in her are not news but they are so well incorporated and written that I truly believe this book will work, it will help you and it already is whilst you’re shuffling through her pages.

The book has it’s backspine in the Toltic knowledge about human nature and it’s described easily to understand. I like it and I will write my four agreements into my phone to always remind myself that I can do and be better.

An easy to read, short book about how to stop caring about other people’s opinions and to start living your life. I recommand it if you are in the peak of the moment into changing your thoughts and life actions towards positivity.


Disclaimer: Books about positivity and well being will come more to the blog this year because I feel like there are things to change in me as well. I hope they will help you because even if I may read plenty of positive books about the matter, I will only review the ones that actually help. Have a great day lovelies,

Diana xx

Instagram Drop Out

These past couple of days I had to prepare myself mentally for some exams, and I didn’t want to. My brain said “no” to study everytime I’ve wanted to touch the course papers and I kind of got lazy. I’ve started distracting myself with Instagram and the need to post a selfie to validate my body and my being, for that selfie to scream: “I am here and I’m watching you.” Which is weird enough but that’s what social media does to you, makes you see and follow other people’s life. Terrifying to be honest and to say at least.

My exam finally past, my last exam (yeeey)  and I’ve study a little. I’m not going to be happy with my results but at least I’m done. By the time the exam came I knew everything that moved on Instagram, not because I care but because I was there to see, to see people for my own boredom and that sucks.

In the day of my exam my sister came to visit me and my boyfriend and to stay with us for a couple of days, which is pretty neat. Since then, I’ve stated in my mind that I will only do and spent time with those two lovely soul and here I am.

Two days already with them and I’m social media free. I was watching some show this morning to go with my coffee and I’ve realised I didn’t check Instagram and I was blown away. Not checking it made me wanting to do more things for myself, happy, made me have fun with the babe and the sis and ultimately it made me HAPPY. If you feel lost lately, get off social media. You only care about your life and your friends’s life right? Well a person doesn’t have more than 1-5 real friends so call them, go to dinner with them because you care about them. Why check what other persons are doing when you don’t even go out with them? Care for them? Think logically and try to be happy because life is shitty anyway so at least smile and make yours a good one.

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