I'm a sarcastic, cynical, and an honest to goodness Manic Depressive and I have the medicine cabinet to prove it. Edward has nothing on me.
Give me a BLockbuster Explosion movie anytime, because chick flicks bug me. Give me a biography or history book before you even get close to telling me to read a romance. When you check out my Faves, you'll see I run the gambit of the many different E/Bs out there, most of which have one form of darkness or another. I intellectually hate Twilight, but I have somehow become addicted to its FF anyways. The fantasies these authors have created are a guilty pleasure and are an indulgence that my RL cannot do without.
With that said, I'm blown away by an FF that has shown me the unbelievable: I'm also a hopeless romantic (shhh, don't tell anyone). Please read TERMS AND CONDITIONS APPLY and fall in love. In full out god-awful purple velour suit and an obnoxiusly huge hat, I am pimping out this FF (check out any 70s movie for better imagery).
This is not a throwdown or a challenge or a suggestion box for my peers to share their own ultimate Favorites. There are too many to count, as you can tell with my Favorites. This is just one woman to another, over a philosophical cup of cappaccino.
Love and Peace to one and all.