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Tuesday, 13 February 2024

[Release Day, Excerpt, + Review] THE CATCH (The Influencer, #3) by Amy Lea

 
Source: Received an eGalley to participate in the blog tour.
Publisher: Berkley
Release Date: February 13, 2024
Number of Pages: 341 (Kindle)

DESCRIPTION

A grumpy lobster fisherman tosses a fashion influencer’s impeccably curated life overboard in the next romantic comedy from international bestselling author Amy Lea.
In a last-ditch effort to rescue her brand from the brink of irrelevance, Boston fashion influencer Melanie Karlsen finds herself in a rural fishing village on the east coast of Canada. The only thing scarier than nature itself? The burly and bearded B and B owner and fisherman, Evan Whaler—who single-handedly disproves the theory that Canadians are “nice.”

After a boating accident lands Evan unconscious in the hospital, Mel is mistaken for his fiancĂ©e by his welcoming yet quirky family, who are embroiled in a long-standing feud over the B and B. In a bold attempt to mend family fences, Mel agrees to fake their engagement for one week in exchange for Evan’s help with her social media content.

Amid long hikes and campfire chats, reeling in their budding feelings for each other proves more difficult by the day. But is Mel willing to sacrifice her picture-perfect life in the city for a chance at a true, unfiltered love in the wild?

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REVIEW

I've been wanting to read Amy Lea's books for so long now, so I decided that THE CATCH was the one that I wanted to start with...and boy was it an excellent choice!

First off, I absolutely loved the characters! Melanie and Evan were wonderful and I loved seeing their relationship evolve...and oh boy, oh boy did I adore having a lumberjack-esque grumpy fisherman as the hero in this--I feel like that's a high I've been chasing ever since I read (and loved) Tessa Bailey's It Happened One Summer, and while there were definitely some similarities to the premise, Amy Lea kept this story so fresh and fun and I loved every single second of it! I loved that it was set in Nova Scotia, I loved Evan's family and all of the small town shenanigans! As someone from a small Canadian town that's a similar size...albeit in a very different part of the country, I can confirm that the way everyone knows all the news and the way everyone all comes together is very, very accurate. :P

Along with amazing characters and loving the Canadian setting, I loved the plot and story so much! It had elements of WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING, and THE PROPOSAL, and gave me all of those gooooooood ol' school rom-coms vibes! The chemistry between Mel and Evan made it even better, and it was so fun to see everything that they got themselves into.

Overall, I thought that THE CATCH was absolutely amazing and I loved it so much! I did read it as a standalone, so I think that if you wanted to do the same, you definitely can! I have to admit that I will definitely be going back to read the first two books in the series now though because I definitely want to get to read Crystal's and Tara's stories, too! Highly recommend this one if you're looking for a fun, steamy rom-com that you won't want to put down...and I recommend it even more if you're like me and can't resist a grumpy, super capable hero that seriously knows how to take care of the woman he loves. ;)

Star Rating:★★★★★


EXCERPT

“Put me down! My underwear is showing,” I demand as a gust of wind hits my ass cheeks. At least I’m wearing a cute lace thong.

“Rest assured, I’m not looking,” he mutters as I flail like an eel the entire ascent up the staircase. He doesn’t put me down until we’re outside my bedroom.

“I’m taking a star off your Airbnb review for manhandling,” I warn as he attempts to steady me against the wall just as Lucy passes by with a mini garbage can.

“Double bagged. Just in case. Looks like she might need it,” she says, giving Evan a troubled look as she turns to get out of my vicinity. “Sorry, I’m out. I don’t do puke. Night, guys.”

“I won’t puke. I’m feeling fan-tas-tic!” I shout after her with unfounded confidence. I push the door open the tiniest crack, revealing the disaster I left my room in. My cheeks flush with embarrassment. I’m a secret slob—someone who looks neat and tidy to others but is most comfortable in my own chaos (when no one’s looking).

“I can take it from here,” I assure Evan, righting myself.

His expression is quizzical. “No. You can barely stand.”

“I’m great. You can retire to your underground candlelit lair now.” I take an eager stride into my room, which to me was pretty smooth, but apparently I’m useless.

He leads me to the bench at the foot of the bed, where I proceed to topple face-first into the mattress, legs spread like a mannequin. The compromising position isn’t lost on me.

“I feel the need to warn you, I have some pretty lethal hair spray. Just as effective as bear mace, according to Cosmo,” I say, voice muffled by the mattress.

“What are you gonna do? Blind me with it?” he asks, bending over to retrieve it from under the bed.

“If you try anything, I’ll have no choice.”

“You don’t have to worry about that, Mel.” He softens his tone considerably, which is comforting. I’m pretty sure this is the first time he’s ever referred to me by name.

Any lingering appreciation is short lived when he jabs my shoulder without an ounce of delicacy. I must have drifted out of consciousness for a minute or two, because when I open my eyes again, Evan is placing a garbage bin next to me.

“It’s right beside the bed if you need it,” he says slowly, like I’m a small child. “Do you need me to ask Lucy to help you change? A glass of water?”

“No. I’m perfectly fine,” I mumble, flopping over onto my side. He’s weirdly attractive from a horizontal perspective, and I don’t like it one bit.

He watches me for a couple of peaceful breaths before abruptly pivoting on his heel. “This is going in your Airbnb guest review, by the way.”

I glare at him, blowing at the hair stuck to my lip gloss. “The intoxication? Or my veiled threat?”

“Both. Mostly the drunk part. I did warn you about the Screech,” he reminds me, hands flexing at his sides.

“It wasn’t the Screech. Your friends were the ones pouring shots down my throat. Who am I to deny Canadian hospi-taly?”

He cocks his head. “Hospitality, you mean. And you’re wasted.”

“Perfectly sober,” I mumble, sliding under the covers without taking my shoes off.

“Wears shoes in bed. Another star off,” he mutters.

“Mean host. One and a half stars off,” I retort, squeezing my eyes shut when the room starts to spin.

“Scratched the shit out of me with those claws. Minus two stars,” he says, pretending to rub a hand over his shoulder. I definitely scratched him while holding on for dear life as he hauled me up the stairs.

“Hey, I paid a lot for these nails.”

Despite my questionable eyesight in my current state, I’m pretty sure I catch his lips draw upward into the tiniest smile before my eyes close.

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The Catch by Amy Lea Copyright © 2024 by Amy Lea. Excerpted by permission of Berkley. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.



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About Amy Lea

Amy Lea is the international bestselling author of romantic comedies for adults and teens, including Mindy Kaling’s Book Studio selection Woke Up Like This. Her acclaimed works have been featured in USA Today, Entertainment Weekly, Cosmopolitan, Elle Magazine and has been long listed as a CBC Canada Reads finalist. They have also been optioned for film and sold to over a dozen foreign territories.

When Amy is not writing, she can be found fan-girling over other romance books on Instagram (@amyleabooks), eating potato chips with reckless abandon, and snuggling with her husband and two goldendoodles in Ottawa, Canada.

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Tuesday, 5 December 2023

[Release Day, Excerpt, + Review] WHERE IT BEGINS (Pucked, #0.5) by Helena Hunting

Source: Received an egalley to participate in the blog tour,
and also pre-ordered a Kindle version.
Release Date: December 5, 2023

DESCRIPTION

Single dad, hockey coach, and the last guy this single mom should fall for.

Where It Begins, an all-new swoon-filled Pucked novella from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting, is available now!

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Helena Hunting comes a new story in her Pucked series. The untold story of Skye and Sidney, and the origin story where Vi and Miller are teens when their parents start dating and fall in love…

I accidentally grabbed the wrong drink at the coffee shop. On the upside, the hot guy it belonged to chased me down to kindly swap with me. On the down side, the reason I grabbed the wrong drink in the first place is because the hot guy had just caught me checking out his ass…sets.

In my defense, his rear view is rather magnificent.

In true, humiliating form, I word-vomited a bunch of horrible nonsense. Including an unnecessary explanation of the trauma I’d evaded thanks to his chasing me down. Nothing could ruin my lactose-intolerant day faster than my one true nemesis: dairy.

I did not expect him to ask me out on a date after that.

I also didn’t expect the date to go well since my tendency to truth-vomit is high, and not everyone finds that quality endearing.

But apparently he does. Because he asks me out again.
And again.

Sidney Butterson (yes, it’s a weird last name) ticks all my boxes.
He's smart, he's funny, he's employed and he's ridiculously hot.
There’s one catch.

We’re both single parents. With teens.

And if our kids don’t like each other?
Well, we’re doomed.

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REVIEW

I've been a fan of Helena Hunting's Pucked series for years, and I've been intrigued by Violet's mom, Skye, and her stepdad, Sidney, ever since we met them, so when Helena announced that she was writing Skye and Sid's story I was 100% on board and EXTREMELY excited...and I can now confirm that it was phenomenal! I only wish it had been longer because I would have gladly read 100s and 100s of pages about Sid and Skye. :P

WHERE IT BEGINS was adorable, hilarious, sweet, and delightfully spicy! It was so lovely seeing a closer look at Violet's parents and I adored seeing them fall in love! I loved getting to know them more in this novella...their chemistry was amazing, their banter was fantastic, and it was honestly just such a wonderful and fun experience following along while they got to know each other. It was also so fun to see Vi and Miller as teenagers and to see their dynamics with their parents...and what happened when they were all introduced, too! So many hilarious antics, heartwarming scenes, and delightful quirky moments that I personally love whenever Violet and her mom, Skye, are involved!

This novella was so much fun and I couldn't stop smiling the entire time that I read it! It made me want to go back and do a full re-read of Helena's entire Pucked series and the two spin-off series, too (All In and Lies, Hearts, and Truths), so that tells me it's not only perfect for super fans like myself, but also a great introduction to Helena's entire Pucked universe.

If you're a fan of romances that are heartwarming, spicy, and funny that you won't want to put down, then I highly recommend you pick up WHERE IT BEGINS and every other book that Helena Hunting has ever written because she doesn't miss. I have loved every single one of her books that I've read and I'm always delighted when I have something new from her to look forward to! Also, if you're a sports romance fan and you haven't read any of her books yet, you are seriously missing out!

Star Rating:★★★★★


EXCERPT

Hubert, the barista, calls out, “Skye and Sidney! Your lattes are ready!”

I rush forward and grab mine, muttering a hasty, “Thanks!” Then beeline for the exit. Of course, that’s the moment a hoard of teens barrel through the door, forcing me to hold it open until the entire gaggle has stormed the cafĂ©.

Once outside, I hustle to the crosswalk. I punch the button and glare as the sign counts down from thirty.

And then I hear my name being called.

I glance toward the café and, much to my horror, the attractive man whose butt I was admiring is rushing toward me, coffee in hand.

“Hey! You’re Skye, right?” he asks.

“Yes. That’s me.” Maybe he didn’t mind my checking out his butt.

“You took the wrong coffee.” He taps the side of the cup with the name SKYE written in Larissa’s lovely cursive.

“Oh.” I turn mine around and see Sidney scrawled on the side. And it’s a pumpkin spice latte. Half sweet, skim milk. “Wow. I would have spent the rest of the afternoon working from a bathroom stall if you hadn’t caught me.” At his questioning expression, I continue with the embarrassing word vomit. “I’m lactose intolerant and this much dairy would mean stomach cramps for days.” I bite my lips together and close my eyes. “Sorry. You didn’t need to know that. I haven’t taken a sip. See. No lipstick prints.” I thrust the cup toward him and reluctantly crack a lid.

He’s smiling. Widely. “I’m very glad I caught you when I did then. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for an afternoon of prolonged discomfort.”

We exchange takeout cups. “It would’ve been my fault for not checking more than the S, but I was trying to escape my embarrassment. Seems like it’s following me around and making things worse.” I step away from this exceptionally hot man who inspires an unprecedented amount of word vomit. “Thank you for stopping me. You, uh...you didn’t drink out of mine, did you?”

“I didn’t.” His eyes are blue. So vibrant and pretty and his teeth are straight. I glance at his hand. His ring finger is bare. Then I realize he’s giving my hand the same inspection. “Do you work around here?”

“Just across the street.” I thumb over my shoulder. “You?”

“No, but I’m in the area often.” He tucks a hand in his pocket. “Maybe you’d like to grab a coffee later this week?”

I blink at him. Then open my mouth and ask a stupid question. “Are you asking me out?”
“Unless you’re already seeing someone. I didn’t see a ring, so I was hopeful.” His bottom lip slides through his teeth and for a moment, he looks boyishly handsome.

“But…you don’t know anything about me.” I don’t know why I haven’t said yes yet. He’s attractive and thoughtful enough to stop me from drinking the wrong coffee. His kindness saved me from ending up curled in the fetal position on a bathroom floor.

He rubs the back of his neck. “I’ve seen you here before. I’ve been working up the nerve to introduce myself. Looks like the universe gave me a push in the right direction.” He holds up a hand and gives his head a little shake. “I’m probably making this awkward. I’ll be here Wednesday at eleven-thirty. Hopefully, I’ll see you then.” And with that, he turns and disappears into the crowd.



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New York Times
and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.

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Monday, 10 February 2020

[Sneak Peek] ANGRY GOD (All Saints High, #3) by L. J. Shen


I don't know about you all, but I'm counting down the days until the release of L. J. Shen's next release, ANGRY GOD, and today I have a sneak peek to share! 

Keep scrolling to read it for yourself. :)


About ANGRY GOD . . .

“A top 2020 read hands down.”
--Helena Hunting, New York Times bestselling author

ANGRY GOD, an all-new angst-filled new adult standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author L.J. Shen, is coming February 18th!

ANGRY GOD
Series: All Saints High, #3
Author: L. J. Shen 
Release Date: February 18, 2020
Cover designed by: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Model: Emilio Flores

Vaughn Spencer.

They call him an angry god.

To me, he is nothing but a heartless prince.

His parents rule this town, its police, every citizen and boutique on Main Street.

All I own is a nice, juicy grudge against him for that time he almost killed me.

Between hooking up with a different girl every weekend, breaking hearts, noses and rules, Vaughn also finds the time to bully little ole’ me.

I fight back, tooth and nail, never expecting him to chase me across the ocean after we graduate high school.

But here he is, living with me in a dark, looming castle on the outskirts of London.

A fellow intern. A prodigal sculptor. A bloody genius.

They say this place is haunted, and it is.

Carlisle Castle hides two of our most awful secrets.

Vaughn thinks he can kill the ghosts of his past, but what he doesn’t know? It’s my heart he’s slaying.
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SNEAK PEEK . . .

        We were told we were a cut above the rest, the future of artists all over the world. We had the talent, the status, the money, and the opportunity. But if we were silver, Vaughn Spencer was gold. If we were good, he was brilliant. And when we shone? He gleamed with the force of a thousand suns, charring everything around him.

        It was like God had carved him differently, paid extra attention to detail while creating him. His cheekbones were sharper than scalpel blades, his eyes the palest shade of blue in nature, his hair the inkiest black. He was so white I could see the veins under his skin, but his mouth was red as fresh blood—warm, alive, and deceiving.

        He fascinated and infuriated me. But just like everyone else, I kept my distance from him. He wasn’t here to make friends. He’d made that clear by never attending the food hall or any of the social functions.

        Another thing Vaughn had and I didn’t? My father’s admiration. I didn’t know why the great Edgar Astalis fawned over some boy from California, but he did, nonetheless.

        Papa said Vaughn was going to do something special. That one day, he would be Michelangelo big. I believed him.

        And so, I hated Vaughn.

About the Author

L.J. Shen is a USA Today, Washington Post and Amazon #1 Best-selling author of contemporary, New Adult and YA romance. Her books have been sold to nineteen different countries.

She lives in California with her husband, son, cat and eccentric fashion choices, and enjoys good wine, bad reality TV shows and catching sun rays with her lazy cat.

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Friday, 24 January 2020

[Blog Tour Review + Excerpt] TWEET CUTE by Emma Lord




Source: Received an egalley through the publisher and an ARC from Indigo Books
Publisher: Wednesday Books
Release Date: January 21, 2020
Number of Pages: 368 (Hardcover)

DESCRIPTION

A fresh, irresistible rom-com from debut author Emma Lord about the chances we take, the paths life can lead us on, and how love can be found in the opposite place you expected.

Meet Pepper, swim team captain, chronic overachiever, and all-around perfectionist. Her family may be falling apart, but their massive fast-food chain is booming ― mainly thanks to Pepper, who is barely managing to juggle real life while secretly running Big League Burger’s massive Twitter account.

Enter Jack, class clown and constant thorn in Pepper’s side. When he isn’t trying to duck out of his obscenely popular twin’s shadow, he’s busy working in his family’s deli. His relationship with the business that holds his future might be love/hate, but when Big League Burger steals his grandma’s iconic grilled cheese recipe, he’ll do whatever it takes to take them down, one tweet at a time.

All’s fair in love and cheese ― that is, until Pepper and Jack’s spat turns into a viral Twitter war. Little do they know, while they’re publicly duking it out with snarky memes and retweet battles, they’re also falling for each other in real life ― on an anonymous chat app Jack built.

As their relationship deepens and their online shenanigans escalate ― people on the internet are shipping them?? ― their battle gets more and more personal, until even these two rivals can’t ignore they were destined for the most unexpected, awkward, all-the-feels romance that neither of them expected.
G E T   Y O U R   C O P Y   N O W !

REVIEW

First Impressions...

Gah!!! I loved this so freaking much! Have you ever finished a book and loved it so much that you wish you hadn't finished it just so that you could go back and immediately read it again for the first time? Well, that's how TWEET CUTE made me feel...*happy sobs*

This Book In 5 Words:

Adorable. Funny. Amazing. Sassy. Sweet.

What Did I Like: 

- Everything..seriously this book was packed full of snark, cuteness, flirty banter, and all of the goodness that make rom-coms so wonderful!

- The characters! Pepper and Jack were absolutely amazing! I loved them both, and I adored seeing them get to know each other on so many levels. I also loved seeing how they both helped each other come into themselves and fight for their dreams. The secondary characters were also fantastic, especially Jack's Grandma Belly and some of Pepper and Jack's classmates. :)

- The You've Got Mail parallels...You've Got Mail is my absolute favourite rom-com, so anytime I get to read a book that can be compared to it, I jump at the chance, and TWEET CUTE used the tropes/similar setups perfectly!

- The story itself! Twitter Wars! Grilled Cheese! Memes Galore! Seriously this book was so much fun, and I loved how pop culture and social media was woven so intricately throughout the story. I also adored the romance so much. It was sweet, and so, so wonderful! It left me swoony, and super happy...the epilogue in particular had me smiling like crazy! Also...their shipname...adorable! :D

What Didn't I Like:

- Hmmm....honestly, nothing. I seriously loved TWEET CUTE and highly recommend it!

Star Rating:

★★★★★

Read If You Like:

Rom-coms, especially if you're a fan of You've Got Mail! I think you'll also love this one if you're a fan of contemporaries, and if you have a soft spot for funny Twitter exchanges/any and all memes, you'll love it even more!

Overall, I absolutely loved TWEET CUTE! I thought it was wonderful, and I adored Pepper and Jack! TWEET CUTE is packed full of classic rom-com goodness and is sure to make you swoon, sigh, giggle, and just pretty much feel ALL THE THINGS!


EXCERPT

JACK
      “Look.” I glance into the classroom, where Ethan is thoroughly distracted by Stephen and no longer keeping an eye on us. “I may have . . . overreacted.” 

      Pepper shakes her head. “I told you. I get it. It’s your family.”

      “Yeah. But it’s also—well, to be honest, this has been kind of good for business.”
 
      Pepper’s brow furrows, that one little crease returning. “What, the tweets?”

      “Yeah.” I scratch the back of my neck, sheepish. “Actually, we had a line out the door yesterday. It was kind of intense.”

      “That’s . . . that’s good, right?”

      The tone of my voice is clearly not matching up with the words I’m saying, but if I’m being honest, I’m still wary of this whole overnight business boom. And if I’m being honest, I’m even more wary of Pepper. If this really is as much of a family business as she claims it is—to the point where she’s helping run the Twitter handle, when even I know enough about corporate Twitter accounts to know entire teams of experienced people get paid to do that—then she might have had more of a hand in this whole recipe theft thing than she’s letting on.

      The fact of the matter is, I can’t trust her. To the point of not knowing whether I can even trust her knowing how our business is doing, or just how badly we need it.

      “Yeah, um, I guess.” I try to make it sound noncommittal. My acting skills, much like my breakfast-packing skills, leave much to be desired.

      “So . . .”

      “So.”

      Pepper presses her lips into a thin line, a question in her eyes.

      “So, I guess—if your mom really wants you to keep tweeting . . .”

      “Wait. Yesterday you were pissed. Two minutes ago you were pissed.”

      “I am pissed. You stole from us,” I reiterate. “You stole from an eighty-five-year-old woman.”

      “I didn’t—”

      “Yeah, yeah, but still. You’re them, and I’m . . . her. It’s like a choose your fighter situation, and we just happen to be the ones up to bat.”

      “So you’re saying—you don’t not want me to keep this up?”

      “The way I see it, you don’t have to make your mom mad, and we get a few more customers in the door too.”

      Pepper takes a breath like she’s going to say something, like she’s going to correct me, but after a moment, she lets it go. Her face can’t quite settle on an expression, toeing the line between dread and relief.

      “You’re sure?”

      I answer by opening the container she handed me. The smell that immediately wafts out of it should honestly be illegal; it stops kids I’ve never even spoken to in their tracks.

      “Are you a witch?” I ask, reaching in and taking a bite of one. It’s like Monster Cake, the Sequel—freaking Christmas in my mouth. I already want more before I’ve even managed to chew. My eyes close as if I’m experiencing an actual drug high—and maybe I am, because I forget myself entirely and say, “This might even be better than our Kitchen Sink Macaroons.”

      “Kitchen Sink Macaroons?”

      Eyes open again. Yikes. Note to self: dessert is the greatest weapon in Pepper’s arsenal. I swallow my bite so I can answer her.

      “It’s kind of well-known, at least in the East Village. It even got in some Hub Seed roundup once. I’d tell you to try some, but you might steal the recipe, so.”

      Pepper smiles, then—actually smiles, instead of the little smirk she usually does. It’s not startling, but what it does to me in that moment kind of is. Before I can examine the unfamiliar lurch in my stomach, the bell rings and knocks the smile right off her face. I follow just behind her, wondering why it suddenly seems too hot in here, like they cranked the air up for December instead of October. I dismiss it by the time I get to my desk—probably just all the Twitter drama and the glory of So Sorry Blondies getting to my head.

      “One rule,” she says, as we sit in the last two desks in the back of the room.

      I raise my eyebrows at her.
      
      “We don’t take any of it personally.” She leans forward on her desk, leveling with me, her bangs falling into her face. “No more getting mad at each other. Cheese and state.”

      “What happens on Twitter stays on Twitter,” I say with a nod of agreement. “Okay, then, second rule: no kid gloves.”

      Mrs. Fairchild is giving that stern look over the room that never quite successfully quiets anyone down. Pepper frowns, waiting for me to elaborate.

      “I mean—no going easy on each other. If we’re going to play at this, we’re both going to give it our A game, okay? No holding back because we’re . . .”

      Friends, I almost say. No, I’m going to say. But then—

      “I’d appreciate it if even one of you acknowledged the bell with your silence,” Mrs. Fairchild grumbles.

      I turn to Pepper, expecting to find her snapping to attention the way she always does when an adult comes within a hundred feet of disciplining her. But her eyes are still intent on me, like she is sizing something up—like she’s looking forward to something I haven’t anticipated yet.

      “All right. No taking it personally. And no holding back.”

      She holds her hand out for me to shake again, under the desk so Mrs. Fairchild won’t see it. I smile and shake my head, wondering how someone can be so aggressively seventeen and seventy-five at the same time, and then I take it. Her hand is warm and small in mine, but her grip is surprisingly firm, with a pressure that almost feels like she’s still got her fingers wrapped around mine even after we let go.

      I turn back to the whiteboard, a ghost of a smirk on my face. “Let the games begin.”



ABOUT THE AUTHOR

EMMA LORD is a digital media editor and writer living in New York City, where she spends whatever time she isn’t writing either running or belting show tunes in community theater. She graduated from the University of Virginia with a major in psychology and a minor in how to tilt your computer screen so nobody will notice you updating your fan fiction from the back row. She was raised on glitter, grilled cheese, and a whole lot of love. Her sun sign is Hufflepuff, but she is a Gryffindor rising. TWEET CUTE is her debut novel. You can find her geeking out online at @dilemmalord on Twitter.



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Wednesday, 30 January 2019

[Spotlight Post] SUDDENLY MINE (The Montgomery Brothers, #8) by Samantha Chase #Excerpt




Suddenly Mine
The Montgomery Brothers, #8
By Samantha Chase
Publication date: 1/29/19
Love is a sanctuary

Christian Montgomery is burnt out—the family business might be his entire world, but his father's judgment means Christian never stops working. His only respite is gazing at the beach and the carefree surfers riding the waves...especially the curvy redhead who's caught his attention.

Sophia Bennington has just fled from her small Kansas town to California, where she's trying her best to embrace her new beginning. Soon Christian and Sophia find one another, and it feels like sanctuary. But when their difficult pasts catch up to them, will they run away from each other?
Montgomery Brothers Series:
  • Wait for Me (Book 1)
  • Trust in Me (Book 2)
  • Stay With Me (Book 3)
  • More of Me (Book 3.5)
  • Return to You (Book 4)
  • Meant for You (Book 5)
  • I'll Be There (Book 6)
  • Until There Was Us (Book 7)
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"Chase's three-dimensional characters leap off the page..."
—Publishers Weekly for Until There Was Us

"A sweet romance: classic, thoughtful, and as lyrical as the stars."
—Kirkus Reviews for A Sky Full of Stars

"Chase just gets better and better."
—Booklist

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EXCERPT

      “This was Christian’s idea?” she asked incredulously.

      “Oh…um, well, yes. He feels incredibly thankful to you for all you did.”

      “I see.”

      Sophie wasn’t stupid—she’d accept any and all the jobs she might get through this. That was a no-brainer. But knowing that Christian had more than likely orchestrated it bothered her. Was he doing it simply because he was thankful, or was it because he’d acted like a jerk when he’d refused to let her help him?

      Unfortunately, she didn’t know him well enough to know for sure.

      With no other choice—because she would make herself crazy sitting here thinking about it—she took a shower and got ready, bracing herself to go knock on Christian Montgomery’s door.
      Did she take a little extra time in the shower and use her favorite scented soap?

      Yes.

      Did she spend a little extra time on her makeup?

      Yes.

      And did she curse more than once while she styled her hair because it was way too long and took forever to make look good?

      Again, yes.

      But as she looked at her reflection when she was done, all Sophie could say was, “Damn, girl! You look good!”

      With all of the extra attention she’d already given herself, choosing something to wear was a bit more challenging. Obviously, he knew she wasn’t working, so showing up on his doorstep dressed up would look ridiculous. However, showing up in a pair of cutoffs and a T-shirt seemed wrong. It wasn’t as if she had an extensive wardrobe to begin with, but right now it sure as heck felt that way!
Grabbing a pair of faded denim capris and a bold blue halter top, she felt casually sassy. That was a thing, right?

      Slipping on a pair of flip-flops, she grabbed her purse and was out the door, feeling much calmer than she had an hour ago. The drive took less than fifteen minutes, and as Sophie parked in his driveway, she took a moment to give herself a small pep talk.

      “The good thing is that you have a job,” she said quietly. “It shouldn’t matter why you have the job, the fact is that you have one.” She paused. “And while it would be great if he apologized for coming off as being ungrateful last week, you need to remember that he’d had a traumatic day and maybe it wasn’t about me at all.”

      Sighing, she flipped down her visor and checked her reflection in the mirror, fixing her lipstick. When she was done, she flipped it back up and continued her talk.

      “If he recommended me for these jobs because he feels sorry for me, then I am completely within my rights to tell him that I’m offended. I don’t need charity. However, if he did it based on my experience, then I’ll be polite and say thank you.” She took a steadying breath and thought about how she was going to feel when she saw him back at the office after he went back to work. “He needs to know that I’m going to be checking up on him and his health more than anyone else in the company—especially in the beginning—since I know his history. Like it or not.”

     No doubt he wouldn’t like that one bit, but those were her terms and she wasn’t going to be budged.

      At least, she hoped she wasn’t.


      With one deep, cleansing breath, Sophie climbed from her car, fidgeted with her hair, and made her way up the front steps. Ringing the bell, she wondered how Christian was going to react to her showing up unannounced.

      Although, really, how else could she show up? It wasn’t as if she had his phone number.

      When the front door opened, she almost forgot how to breathe.

      His hair was a bit of a mess and it looked like he hadn’t shaved in a few days. But it looked good on him. Really good. His blue eyes sparkled with surprise and she swallowed hard, trying not to sigh dreamily.

      Then she glanced down.

      Big mistake.

      Dressed in a pair of black athletic shorts and nothing else, Christian Montgomery was like some sleek, athletic god.

      She’d recognized that he had a fit physique before, but seeing him standing before her practically naked confirmed it.

      And then some.

      Right now, she was having a hard time forming words. Never before had she seen such a perfect male specimen and her fingers nearly twitched with the need to reach out and touch his flat stomach, and then maybe scratch their way up to tangle in his hair. She bet he smelled really good too.


      “Sophie?”

      Oh. Right. He’d asked her a question.

      “Um… I wanted to talk to you,” she said, her voice trembling a little—and not from nerves over what she wanted to say, but from the sight of him.

      Maybe she should go…

      Stepping aside, Christian motioned for her to come in, and with no other choice, she walked into his house.

      Swallowing hard, she walked in front of him and looked around. She’d admired the house when she was here before, but at the time, her main concern had been Christian and his well-being. Now she could see just how beautiful the space was—high ceilings, exposed beams, colors that were cool and soothing in shades of tan and blue, and a wall of windows facing the ocean.

      Not a bad way to live, she mused.

      “Can I get you something to drink?” he asked, coming to stand beside her.

      Part of her was afraid to turn and look at him because…well, she didn’t want to do anything stupid.

      Like drool.


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Tuesday, 29 January 2019

Spotlight Post: CRAZY CUPID LOVE (Let's Get Mythical, #1) by Amanda Heger





Crazy Cupid Love
By Amanda Heger
Publication date: 1/29/19
 
"'Percy Jackson for Romance fans.' Delightful."―RT Book Reviews Forewords

When a single arrow inspires romance, can you really trust happily ever after? In this magical rom-com, the descendants of Greek mythology must learn to live and love in a mundane world where Aphrodite's blessing can sure feel like a real pain in the quiver. 

Eliza Herman (a.k.a. The World's Worst Cupid) has spent her entire life carefully avoiding her calling as a Descendant of Eros. After all, happily-ever-afters are nothing but a myth. But when a family crisis requires her to fill in at the local Cupid-for-hire shop, Eliza finds herself enchanting couples under the watchful eye of her assigned mentor, Jake Sanders...the one man she could never get out of her head.

Before long, Eliza is rethinking her stance on romance―until things start going terribly wrong with her enchantments. Now Eliza and Jake must fight to unravel a conspiracy that could destroy thousands of relationships, including their own...and spell the end of Love itself.

No pressure, right?

G E T   Y O U R   C O P Y    N O W !



AMANDA HEGER is a writer, attorney, and bookworm. She lives in the Baltimore with her unruly rescue dogs and a husband who encourages her delusions of grandeur. She strongly believes Amy Poehler is her soul mate, and one of her life goals is to adopt a pig and name it Ron Swineson.


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EXCERPT

      Tap, tap, tap.

      Eliza jumped, cracking her head on the steering wheel. Son of a… She grasped for the seat belt while her brain tried to place the man peering down at her from the passenger-side window.

      “Hello?” he said.

      No.

      Not just a man. An underwear- model- worthy man with the perfect amount of five- o’clock shadow and cheekbones that could cut diamonds. A navy tie hung loosely around his neck, and the top button of his shirt lay open, practically daring her to look away from the tan skin at the base of his throat.

      It was the worst thing Eliza had ever seen.

      TURN BACK NOW. ABANDON SHIP. THIS WAY LIES MADNESS. Her mind screeched its usual warnings like a tornado siren, but she couldn’t look away.

      Over the years, in her attempt to live a “normal” life, she’d constructed an intricate maze of rules and guidelines that she followed at all times. Number one on that list? Stay away from hot guys.

      On a good day, her clumsiness hit a six on the Richter scale. Add the fumbling, sweaty awkwardness of attraction to the mix, and Eliza became a walking catastrophe.

      “Eliza?”

      “Do I know…” She narrowed her eyes. There was a familiar seriousness in his gaze. Something nostalgic about the way he dug his hands into his pockets. Something… “Jake?”

      Eliza shoved open the car door and tried to push all the dirty thoughts she’d just had from her mind as she stepped out into the driveway. “Jake Sanders? I thought you were in Peru or something.”

      “Brazil.”

      “Brazil then. What are you doing here?” She tried to smooth her hair. When that failed, she tried not to notice how mind- bendingly attractive her childhood best friend had become. They’d known each other since elementary school, when— as the only three school- age Cupids in town— Jake, Eliza, and Elijah had been enrolled in PSC (Public School Cupiding) classes together. Every Wednesday night, they’d sit in a classroom for two hours, drinking juice boxes and learning about the history of Cupids. On the weekends, Jake would come to her house, where they would conduct elaborate reenactments of the War of the Titans from the tree house in Eliza’s backyard. But in middle and high school, the two of them had drifted apart the way people do. Especially when one of those people is class president and captain of the track team (Jake) and the other is a walking disaster (Eliza).

      After high school, Jake enlisted in the Cupid Corps. For the last ten years, he’d been taking cases on assignment in impoverished and war- torn areas. Aside from a brief visit over Christmas nine years ago, Eliza hadn’t seen him since.

      “I moved back to town about a week ago,” he said. “Doing some odd jobs while I get reacclimated.”

      “At Dionysus again?” she asked. When they’d been teenagers, he’d worked there as a bar back. The raucous restaurant and bar sat dead center in the Agora— a building at the edge of town where Descendants had gathered for decades, undetected by “regular” humans. Eliza, the ultimate clumsy introvert with an unheard- of level of enchantment, hated the place. People stared and pointed when she walked by. It made her feel like a lab rat.

      “No.” He looked down at his feet, then back up at her. “Doing some deliveries right now. This one is for your parents. Are they here?” He held out a large manila envelope.

      “No.” She started to say more, but the words snagged in her throat. “They’re out.”

      “Can you sign for this then?” She took his tablet and scrawled her name at the bottom of the screen. “Here you go.”

      Jake handed her the thick envelope and flashed her a grin. It was same grin— the one that rose a smidge higher on the left— that had always seemed kind of dorky when they were kids. As adults? Totally different story. “Happy Day- That- Shall- Not- Be- Named, by the way,” he said.

      Despite everything, Eliza let out a laugh. “Finally, someone around here understands me.”

      “I aim to please.” His dark eyes locked on hers for a half second. “I can’t believe your parents finally gave up on the whole Herman birthday extravaganza thing.”

      “Oh, they didn’t. We already had cake. Blood and tears were shed, yadda, yadda.”

      “You did all the blood shedding before dark? The Hermans have really gotten soft over the years.” There it was again. That grin. “Here. I have something for you.”

      Jake took a step closer. Miniature fireworks went off in her chest, leaving trails of nervous energy in her stomach. He’d become so handsome. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, a jawline that could make Adonis weep. And he’d been there for all her childhood traumas and celebrations. The hot days they’d chased down the ice- cream truck in bare feet. The games of checkers on her parents’ back porch. The awkward here- come- the- braces- and- puberty years.

      “You brought me a gift?” Eliza asked.

      “You think I was going to step inside this house on your birthday without a gift in hand? No way. Your parents would have eaten me alive.”

      “That’s fair.” For the first time on this godsforsaken day, Eliza felt herself relax. They could have been ten years old and playing Battletoads again, the way everything fell into place. Like life had never taken them in separate directions.

      “Here.” He produced a small, rectangular package from his back pocket.

      The paper was a plain navy blue— not a Valentine remnant in sight— and the featherlight present crinkled when she turned it over. She smiled up at him. “You didn’t have to do this.”

      He reached for the gift with a boyish look in his eyes. “If you don’t want it— ”

      Eliza whipped it out of his reach. “I didn’t say that.”

      “Don’t get too excited. It’s nothing big.”

      “I’ll be the judge of that.” Eliza pried open the wrapping. An all- too- familiar cartoon kangaroo stared up at her from the tiny package of treats. A rush of nostalgia washed over her. “Dunkaroos? Dunkaroos, the best snack ever made? Dunkaroos, the sole reason I made it through childhood in one piece?”

      “I think you’re forgetting something.” Jake gave her a pointed look.

      “Okay. Dunkaroos, the reason I made it through childhood, in addition to your friendship.”

      His face broke into a wide smile. “I’ll accept that.”

      “Where did you find these? I didn’t think they made them anymore.”

      “Canada. I was in Vancouver last week.”

      “So you smuggled them into the country in the dark of night, risking everything, just for my birthday?”

      He let out a soft chuckle. “Something like that.”


I've been eagerly waiting for CRAZY CUPID LOVE because it sounds utterly adorable...and hilarious! 

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Saturday, 8 December 2018

[Blog Tour Review + Excerpt] ENGAGED TO THE EMT (Blue Collar Brothers #3) by Piper Rayne


Source: Received a copy to participate in the blog tour
and give my honest review.
Release Date: December 6, 2018
Number of Pages: 261 (Ebook)

DESCRIPTION

Luca Bianco is a jerk. There I said it.

He thinks he’s so suave and sexy, walking around in his paramedic uniform stretched out by all his hard muscles and saving lives every day. I swear he thinks every woman in the world would kill for a chance to be with him.

Men like Luca are good for one thing only — a one-night stand — not commitment. I don’t care if my friend did pay good money at a charity bachelor auction for me to go on a date with him, I refuse to do it.

That is until Luca offers me a deal I can’t refuse, and I agree to be his pretend fiancĂ©.

The heat that’s simmered between us for a decade ignites and I’m not sure even Luca will be able to kickstart my heart after I call code blue.

What’s that saying? Love is blind?

Not true. I can see this head-on collision coming a mile away.
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REVIEW

I’ve been eagerly waiting for Luca’s book since the Blue Collar Brothers series was first announced! I loved getting to meet him in the Bedroom Games series and I knew his story would be super interesting because he was an absolute character even in the brief snippet we saw of him! And now that I've read Engaged to the EMT, I can confirm that it was amazing...and it was so, so worth the wait!

If you're new to Piper and Rayne, then you should know that their series are made up of standalones that collectively make up little companion series, so with each book you get to see a new couple, and you also get to see bits of the other couples in the series because they're all interconnected. This means you can definitely read their books as standalones, but that you can also read them in order to see things unfold and tie in together. They also have characters from their other series make cameos occasionally. which is a lot of fun if you recognize the past characters! 

In Engaged to the EMT, we finally get Lauren and Luca's story! The previous two books in the Blue Collar Brothers series featured Luca's older brothers: Mauro and Cristian; and Lauren's two best friends: Maddie and Vanessa. In Flirting with Fire (Mauro and Maddie's book), we saw Lauren and Luca's rivalry for the first time, and in Crushing on the Cop (Cristian and Vanessa's book), we saw them clash even more...and now in Engaged to the EMT, we get to see their hate turn to love! ;) Not only did we get the awesome hate-to-love trope (oooh the tension ;D), we also get the fake relationship trope, which I'm always a sucker for! It was honestly, exactly what I hoped for and everything that I could've possibly wanted! I absolutely ADORED this book so much! I loved Luca and Lauren! I loved their banter, their competitiveness with each other, and I absolutely loved seeing them grow together! It was fun, sexy, and so, so good!!! 

If you're a fan of sweet, sizzling, and sexy romances, then you should definitely check out Piper Rayne's books! They're one of my favourite writing duos, and they never disappoint! For the Blue Collar Brothers series, specifically, I'd highly recommend it for anyone looking for sexy heroes and fierce and sassy heroines...especially if you love seeing wonderful friendships and family dynamics in your romances! I seriously can't recommend this one enough! I absolutely loved Engaged to the EMT and the Blue Collar Brothers has quickly become a favourite romance series of mine! I can't wait to see more of them in Piper Rayne's forthcoming White Collar Cousins series which is expected to release sometime in 2019! ;)


EXCERPT

     The light from the street reflects the humor shining in his eyes. “I’m just sick of the fighting.”

     “Fighting is what we do best. It’s basically how we communicate.” Then all the puzzle pieces join together in my head. I’m so stupid. “You want something.”

     We pull up in front of my house just as I realize what a fucking moron I am.

     “Nope.” He takes the keys, grabs the bag of food and gets out of the car.

     He’s totally playing me. I might not be a psychologist who can quickly spot a liar, but Luca, I know too well. Not well, but when it comes to our interactions—I know him. And this nice Luca, taking me to a Hawks game, buying me dinner, wanting to eat with me…this isn’t the Luca Bianco I know.

     I climb out of his car, the slam of the door echoing down the dark residential street. “Tell me what it is you want.”

     His lips remain straight, not even a hint of a smile or smirk.

     Another clear sign that this isn’t the Luca I know.

     “Come on. Let’s eat.” He nods in the direction of my house.

     “By prolonging whatever it is, you’re just pissing me off, which means if you need something, I’m more than likely going to say no. Or we could play a little game…”

     “How about we eat?” He waits patiently as I insert the key into my door, disengage the alarm that Cristian, Luca’s brother insisted we get installed.

     Police officers. Jeez.

     We step inside and he’s the one to shut the door and flick the lock.

     “Planning to have your way with me?” I’m not serious as I walk into the kitchen to grab us some drinks, utensils, and napkins.

     The sound of the television blaring drifts into the kitchen seconds later.

     With my hands full, I head back into the living room. “Feel free to make yourself at home,” I deadpan, handing Luca a Vitamin Water and a napkin.

     “Thanks.” He lifts the napkin and drink. “And thanks.”

     We sit on the couch because although our house is nice and newly redecorated thanks to Maddie’s mad skills, the family room area is small and the best place to see the television is the couch. No worries though, there’s still a cushion between us.

     I open up my box of food, a little bit of steam hitting my face. “I can’t just sit here and watch soccer with you and not know what you want.”

     I hate that I’ve had to resort to being sincere in my request.

     He opens up his own box and I’m a tad jealous I didn’t get the burger. It smells and looks delicious.

     Luca doesn’t respond, just stands and heads into the kitchen.

     He knows our house way too well thanks to his brothers always suggesting we meet here when we go out.

     I pop a cauliflower floret into my mouth, tasting the Korean flavor makes my mouth water. Opening up my Vitamin Water to cool my tongue, I ignore Luca’s return, instead, fixating on the television as he rounds the coffee table in front of me. The couch dips with the weight of his body which is now closer than before.


     I’ve never been alone with Luca, much less this close. I feel a shift in our volatile relationship like the stillness before a storm. It’s too quiet. It’s too calm. Too…enjoyable.

     “Here.” My gaze shifts from the television, although I couldn’t tell you the score of the game and I see he’s holding half his burger out to me.

     “What’s this?” I ask, loading my mouth with another califloret.

     Man, it’s hot.

     “I think you had a little bit of drool dripping from your mouth when I opened the container. How about we share?”

     He smiles. A smile I’ve only ever seen on his face with his friends, or his brothers, and especially his mom. He doesn’t even wear this smile when he’s with girls. At least not that I’ve ever seen. That fact runs around my stomach stirring up the butterflies to max flight.

     I don’t like this.

     It’s too damn calm.

     Where are the eighty mile per hour winds?

     “Luca, if you don't tell me what you want, I’m going to kick you out of my house.” I take half the burger and slide my cauliflower and fries closer to him as an offering.

     “You can’t just wait?” he asks, seeming disappointed.

     “HA!” I point to him with a greasy finger. “You do want something from me. Tell me what it is.”

     “You’re ridiculous you know that, right? A normal person would wait.”

     I shake my head. “No, they wouldn’t.”

     See, this feels good. This feels right.

     “LUCA!” I scream.

     He blows out a breath. “Fine. I need a favor from you.”

ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

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