book was like the best sort of dessert. I. Am. Addicted.” – #1NYT
bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken
Fake Date, an all-new standalone
contemporary romance by New York Times
and USA Today bestselling author Monica Murphy is LIVE!
Working at Bliss Lingerie,
Sarah Harrison deals with all sorts of—interesting
clientele. Yet no one sparks her interest more than Jared Gaines, the
ultra-rich, ultra-sexy businessman who frequents her shop, buying delicate
little “gifts” for the women in his life.
But one day, Jared sends her a gift from Bliss. Then another—and
another. So when Sarah walks into his office demanding to know why he can’t
stop sending her gifts, he makes her an offer she somehow can’t refuse: be his
fake girlfriend for the weekend while attending his brother’s engagement party.
Next thing Sarah knows, she’s
in San Francisco, pretending to be in love with Jared. Not that it’s a
hardship. Once you get the man away from the office, he’s much more relaxed.
Sweet. Funny. Even…thoughtful? Oh, and sexier than ever, of course.
Their pretend relationship
feels very real, very quickly. Soon Sarah’s in over her head. Could what she
and Jared share turn into something real? Or is it all actually…fake?
Murphy is the New York Times, USA Today and #1 international bestselling author
of the One Week Girlfriend series, the Billionaire Bachelors and The Rules
series. Her books have been translated in almost a dozen languages and has sold
over one million copies worldwide. She is both self-published and published by
Random House/Bantam and HarperCollins/Avon. She writes new adult, young adult
and contemporary romance.
is a wife and a mother of three who lives in central California on fourteen
acres in the middle of nowhere along with their one dog and too many cats. A
self-confessed workaholic, when she’s not writing, she’s reading or hanging out
with her husband and kids. She’s a firm believer in happy endings, though she
will admit to putting her characters through angst-filled moments before they
finally get that hard won HEA.
I’ve known him my entire life. Before marriage. Before fatherhood. Before betrayal. Now, he’s one of rock’s bad-boys trying to be good. Trying to be the best father he can for his daughter. He’s my brother’s best friend. He’s my boss. He has a wife. Max isn’t mine to have, but I want him all the same. And I haven’t survived all that I have to not go after what I want.
Her story is a tragedy, mine’s a publicity disaster.
Just when I needed her most, she walked back into my life, and the timing couldn’t be worse. With a newborn baby, a divorce, an album to record, and a world tour to plan, I don’t need the distraction. She’s off limits. She’s my best friend’s little sister. She’s my nanny. Billie’s a golden drop of sexy sun on a grey autumn day, tempting me into the light and a life full of possibilities. A life not meant for us.
* I WAS GIVEN AN ARC COPY IN EXCHANGE FOR MY HONEST REVIEW *
This book sucked me in from the first chapter! There were many things that had me humming and hawing before I read it that I wasn’t overly sure that I would like it, but my love for the single dad books and my love of rockstars, made me try it and I was not disappointed in the least!
The Hop of the page instant connection between Billie and Max made your heart bleed for them in what they needed to go through. There was also the amazing friendship between Cal and Max, as well as Cals wife that made things work as well. There was a great build to all the characters involved that just kept you in. It also has been a long while since there was a character that I just plain didn’t like in a book, no matter the issues they were going through.
Normally I am ok with the viewpoints being split between the two main character, and anything more bothers me, but the slight inclusion of others has only added to the depth of what is going on. I like how the address the age gap, but they don’t revolve around it. They look into the laws and make it a realistic and not over dramatized even thought in reality most celebrity new is big like this and they are using public image as a real excuse.
I do not like how there is a loose end with the father of one of the lead conflict characters… When you get a chance to read it, let me know if you agree.
Back in Bliss, an all-new sexy romance in the Nights in Bliss, Colorado Series from New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake writing as Sophie Oak is available now!
Logan Green is back in Bliss, but only for a few weeks to help out at the sheriff’s office.
Everything changes when Seth Stark strolls into town with Georgia Dawson on his arm.
Seth’s arrival is anything but a happy accident. He always dreamed of a big house on the river and a wife he could share with his best friend, Logan. After building a software empire, his only goal has been to make that dream come true. He just needed the perfect woman.
Georgia is still haunted by the dark, troubled man who saved her life. She can’t get Logan out of her head. Her boss brought her to Bliss to help him decorate his new summer home, but when Logan Green walks through the door she discovers Seth has something different in mind.
Seth has a plan for their mutual happily ever after, but he never dreamed that coming home would put all their lives in danger.
“Holy shit.” Logan practically beamed at the thing that looked like it could eat her. “Seth! Seth, get in here!”
He went to the door and yelled for Seth again.
Seth ran in, his eyes wide and his body covered only in a towel. A little towel. A tiny white towel that contrasted with his tan skin and had been wrapped over ridiculously muscled hips. He had those notches, the ones she’d always been sure some artist Photoshopped onto male models because no one could be that perfect. His dark hair was wet, curling above his shoulders. Moisture clung to his every muscle and, holy hell, he had a lot of them. They hid underneath his perfectly tailored suits.
Georgia forgot about the crazy-ass creature that had come straight out of some danger-in-the-wild documentary and watched the two gorgeous predators who had invaded her room.
She pulled the covers up to her neck, aware that she didn’t look anything like they did.
“Maurice.” Seth took a step forward. “Wow. How the hell long do moose live, man? It’s totally Maurice. You can see where Hiram tried to take him down. There’s a scar on his nose.”
Logan moved in, too, and she could see the easy way the two men related. For a moment she saw the kids they had been, friends forever. God, she’d never had a friend like that.
Logan opened the window and she heard a loud chuffing noise. “He kicked Hiram in the groin. It was a damn lucky thing the man already had three kids because I heard nothing worked the same after. Hey, boy. You remember me?”
Another huff and she was about to believe the thing knew how to communicate.
Seth looked over at her, his eyes glinting. “We don’t get a ton of moose around here. Maurice is a legend. The people of Bliss say that if he shows up at your place, you’re blessed. Meant to be here. He’s the welcoming committee.”
Logan laughed. “What no one will tell you is he’s a total snack whore. If you leave a Snickers bar on the porch, he will show up lickety-split. When Laura finally got comfy, I snuck some chocolate onto her porch so she would feel welcome.”
“I’m glad she stayed. I heard she got married,” Seth said.
Logan nodded. “Got a kid now. That’s why I’m here. Her husbands need some paternity leave. I heard it’s a girl.”
Their shared history was right there, a palpable thing between them. It was almost as though she could reach out and touch it, feel the warmth of it. Logan and Seth felt like a family.
What was she doing here?
Once again, like most of her life, she was the outsider. Even among her brothers, she’d felt it. Chase and Ben had each other. Mark and Dare had been tight. And she and Win had been so far apart in age that they couldn’t connect on a brother-sister
level. She’d been alone. The only child whose mother wasn’t up to snuff. The only one without money when the tide had turned.
Logan looked down at her, his eyes softening. “Georgia, I’m sorry about last night. I didn’t mean a word of what I said. To either of you.”
She nodded, feeling awkward. They were here in her bedroom. It was a bit surreal. She turned her attention back to the moose.
“So it’s not something that’s going to attack?” She kept the blanket around her neck. Yeah, that was another way she was different. She wasn’t gorgeously perfect like them. She’d tried the whole diet thing, and she wasn’t cut out for it.
“Maurice is a sweetie, but I won’t lie. The first time I saw him, I peed my own damned pants and ran screaming for my mommas,” Logan said on a laugh. He reached a hand out, pressing it against the screen, his eyes misting like he was reaching for his past. “He won’t hurt you. He wants to say hello. And he probably smelled the bacon. Shit. My bacon.”
Logan turned and took off at a dead run for the kitchen.
Seth touched the screen, too. “Hey, Maurice. Thanks for the welcome.”
When he turned back to Georgia, he sported the sweetest smile. He jumped onto her bed, not a hint of self-consciousness on his face as he settled in beside her. “How did you sleep? My bed’s better, by the way. It’s huge. Built for three.”
“Good for you and whatever ménage you choose to invite. Could you go away so I can get dressed?” Last night seemed like a dream, and more than a little like a nightmare. God, what had she been thinking? Seth wanted her to tempt Logan into a ménage? He was insane. She was insane for not immediately walking out of the cabin and hoofing it to Malibu and the safety of Win’s minicastle where she could make like Rapunzel. She would barricade herself in and then keep her hair cut because she was done with men.
He smiled, an intimate thing that threatened to curl her toes. “I thought we settled that last night.”
She sighed and wished she was strong enough to not look at that towel, praying it would flop open and she would get a good view of what Seth had down under. Maybe it was small. Like tiny.
Did it matter? He was the sweetest man she’d ever met. He was kind and good. She wasn’t about to reject him because he had a small penis. It wasn’t like sex was all that awesome anyway.
Logan had a big penis. She’d felt it rubbing against her when he’d kissed her like there was no tomorrow. She thought about Logan’s penis a lot. More than a lot.
Nope. She wasn’t going to reject anyone based on penis size. She was going to reject them because she wasn’t about to get her heart broken again.
About Lexi Blake
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance that she found success. She likes to find humor in the strangest places. Lexi believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome or foursome may seem.
Justifying Jamie, an all-new standalone Romance in Anna Brooks Reason to Ruin Rockstar series is NOW LIVE!
The first time I heard his cheesy pick-up line, he made me laugh. The next night, I fell madly in love. Then he shattered my world without speaking a word, leaving me with an empty heart and a hollow soul. Still, I tried to fix what was broken, only to be humiliated beyond repair. I couldn’t believe the same man who promised me heaven so ruthlessly put me through hell with lips that once worshipped me. I thought that was the end of us, but then a life-altering discovery threatened more than just me, and the least likely man to stand at my side was the one who refused to leave it.
Anna began writing when she thought the world would want to hear her sick lyrics through song.Since then, she’s realized her childhood dream wasn’t so far-fetched, just misguided. Now she writes romance with real emotions and happy endings. If Anna isn’t writing or reading, she can be found by a space heater drinking a ridiculous amount of Diet Dr Pepper. She also likes to hang out with her husband and two boys. If it wasn’t for them, she wouldn’t ever leave the house.
Anna was born in Wisconsin but now lives in the Evergreen state.
How do you define yourself when others have already decided who you are?
Six years ago, when Camden Daniels came back from war without his younger brother, no one in the small town of Alba, Colorado, would forgive him—especially his father. He left, swearing never to return.
But a desperate message from his father brings it all back. The betrayal. The pain. And the need to go home again.
But home is where the one person he still loves is waiting. Willow. The one woman he can never have. Because there are secrets buried in Alba that are best left in the dark.
If only he could tell his heart to stay locked away when she whispers she’s always loved him, and always will…
Great and Precious Things is a heart-wrenching story about family, betrayal, and ultimately how far we’re willing to go on behalf of those who need us most.
Rebecca Yarros is a hopeless romantic and a lover of all things coffee, chocolate, and paleo. She is the author of The Last Letter, the Renegade series, and the Flight & Glory series, which includes Full Measures, the award-winning Eyes Turned Skyward, Beyond What is Given, and Hallowed Ground. She loves military heroes and has been blissfully married to hers for eighteen years.
When she’s not writing, she’s tying hockey skates for her four sons, sneaking in some guitar time, or watching brat-pack movies with her two daughters. She lives in Colorado with the hottest Apache pilot ever, their rambunctious gaggle of kids, and an English bulldog who is more stubborn than sweet. Having fostered and adopted their youngest daughter, Rebecca is passionate about helping others in the foster system through her nonprofit, One October.
GRIT, an all-new standalone, friends-to-lovers romance in the 7th and Main series by Elizabeth Hunter is NOW LIVE!
He’s been patient; she’s been busy. Patience is running out.
Melissa Oxford is a widow with a ranch, an orange grove, a goat-obsessed ten-year-old, and not enough time. She doesn’t have time to make friends. She doesn’t have time to stop and chat, and she definitely does not have time for a boyfriend. Which is fine, because Cary Nakamura is far from being a boy. Cary’s the man who helped Melissa plant her trees. The friend who keeps offering advice, even when she’s is too stubborn to take it.
He’s also the man who kissed Melissa in broad daylight on a sidewalk in Metlin, California, smack in the face of God and everyone.
But while Melissa may spend a little too long dreaming about Cary from a distance, she knows the kind of passion he promises is more than she can handle.
She just doesn’t have the time.
But sometimes, no matter how busy you are, life makes you stop. It pulls you up short and makes you see things a little more clearly. Things like…
The people you can count on. The dreams you keep pushing away. And the passion that can’t be denied.
GRIT is a stand-alone, friends-to-lovers romance in the Love Stories on 7th and Main series by Elizabeth Hunter, author of INK.
ELIZABETH HUNTER is a USA Today bestselling contemporary fantasy, romance, and paranormal mystery author. She is a graduate of the University of Houston Honors College and a former English teacher. She once substitute taught a kindergarten class, but decided that middle school was far less frightening. She’s the author of the Elemental Mysteries, the Irin Chronicles, and the Cambio Springs Mysteries. Sign up for Elizabeth Hunter’s newsletter today and receive a free short story, “Too Many Cooks,” in your inbox. Newsletter subscribers receive monthly updates with exclusive short stories, bonus scenes, and contests. Subscribers also receive an alert when new books are released.
Already Gone, an all-new standalone contemporary
romance by New York Times bestselling author Kristen Proby and USA Today bestselling author K.L. Grayson is LIVE!
Falling in love is easy…
New Hope, South Carolina is my home. It’s
where I grew up, got into trouble, and fell in love for the first time.
Scarlett Kincaid was more than the girl next door, she was my best friend,
until she decided that small town life wasn’t for her. One minute she was here,
and the next she was gone.
The girl I used to fish with down at the
creek is now the biggest name in country music. She headlines world tours, has
won four Grammys, and I haven’t seen her since. Until today when she sped
through town in her fancy car. One look at her big brown eyes was all it took
to stir up a whole slew of emotions. Emotions I’d long ago buried and sure as
hell don’t have time for.
It’s the aftermath that’s hard…
There are two things in my life that
matter. My music, and my dad. Twelve years ago, I packed a bag and chased my
dream. Leaving New Hope and escaping the gossip mill was the easiest decision I
ever made. I never planned to return, but my father needs me, and he always
comes first. So, I did what I had to do. I cut my tour short and came home,
despite having a sister who hates me, and a community that doesn’t trust me.
And then there’s Tucker Andrews.
When he propped an arm on the roof of my
car, pulled down his sunglasses and flashed his police badge, I nearly swallowed
my tongue. Gone is the lanky boy who used to throw rocks at me and pull my
pigtails. Tucker is now a six-foot package of brawny, sexy man wrapped in more
muscle than I have hit singles. Did I mention he’s a cop and a single dad?
My goal was to help Dad, and get back to my
life. But what am I supposed to do when the life that used to strangle me
suddenly fits like a glove, and makes me dream of things I never thought I’d
have? What happens when the boy I walked away from years ago becomes one of the
most important people in my life? I don’t have room for a man much less love.
Because it’s impossible to hold onto
someone who’s already gone.
every soul represented in that number. Not a single one of them drives the shiny
red Mercedes that just went speeding by.
in a forty-five.
I flick on
my lights and press on the gas, sending my cruiser flying past the city limit
sign and the godawful billboard that sits directly behind it; the one declaring
New Hope home to country music superstar, Scarlett Kincaid.
be a big deal if this were actually her home. It’s not. Scarlett may have been
born here, but her fancy boots haven’t landed on this soil in over a decade.
All it took
was one call from a hotshot music executive to send her packing before the ink
was dry on her high school diploma. Scarlett flew from this town fast enough to
leave our heads spinning. Before any of us could process what had happened,
little Scarlett Kincaid—the same girl who used to build forts with me in my
living room while my mama made us mac ‘n’ cheese—had a hit single sitting at
number one on the Billboard charts.
from homecoming queen and most likely to marry a rich spouse in our senior
yearbook, to the queen of country music.
loves her. Hell, the whole world loves her.
Hope…not so much. And it’s high time that fucking sign comes down.
I have to deal with this speed demon in the sexy red car.
I sound the
sirens, and the car pulls to the side of the road and waits while I walk to the
driver’s side window. It’s still up, the heavy tint preventing me from seeing
inside. With a hand on my holster—because you never know what you’re going to
walk up on—I knock on the window.
The dark glass lowers.
My first thought: this woman is absolutely gorgeous. Long,
dark hair. Pouty lips. And a tiny pink dress. Her eyes are covered by oversized
aviators, but I’m sure they’re as pretty as the rest of her.
My second thought: what crazy excuse is she going to come up
with to try and get out of this ticket? It never ceases to amaze me the
things women are willing to do to keep from getting into trouble. I’ve been
offered everything from a blowjob to a pay-off to marriage.
“Do you know why I pulled you over
The woman smiles, then pushes her sunglasses to the top of her head. And that’s
when I see the brown eyes I’ve spent more than a decade trying to forget.
“Tucker Andrews, is that you?”
I step back
and square my shoulders. “You can call me Officer Andrews. Do you know why I
pulled you over today, ma’am?”
The woman laughs and shakes her head. “It’s me, Scarlett.”
mention of her name, I’m met with an onslaught of flashbacks. Running hand and
hand through the neighborhood with her, laughing and playing, only to have her
ignore me the second we got to school. The popular crowd versus the nerds who
desperately tried to fit in. She the former, me the latter, and the pain it
caused every time she acted as though she didn’t know my name. For years, I
pretended it didn’t bother me because I knew that when I got home, Scarlett
would meet me at the fence, and the awkwardness from the day would dissipate as
though it never happened.
But it did. Day after day after day.
I was a glutton for punishment. There was nothing in the world I loved more
than Scarlett Kincaid, and it didn’t matter how badly she hurt me, I was always
willing to forgive her.
and laugh might’ve gotten to me in middle school and high school, but I refuse
to let it affect me now.
“I know who
Her smile falters.
Kristen was born and raised in a small resort town in her beloved
Montana. In her mid-twenties, she decided to stretch her wings and move to the
Pacific Northwest, where she made her home for more than a dozen years.
During that time, Kristen wrote many romance novels and joined
organizations such as RWA and other small writing groups. She spent countless
hours in workshops, and more mornings than she can count up before the dawn so
she could write before going to work. She submitted many manuscripts to agents
and editors alike, but was always told no. In the summer of 2012, the
self-publishing scene was new and thriving, and Kristen had one goal: to
publish just one book. It was something she longed to cross off of her bucket
Not only did she publish one book, she’s since published close to
thirty titles, many of which have hit the USA Today, New York Times and Wall
Street Journal Bestsellers lists. She continues to self publish, best known for
her With Me In Seattle and Boudreaux series, and is also proud to work with
William Morrow, a division of HarperCollins, with the Fusion Series. Kristen and her husband, John, make their home in her hometown of
Whitefish, Montana with their two pugs and two cats.
K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, MO. She is entertained daily by her extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she writes in a man. Her entire life rests in the palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away furiously on her computer. She has a love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings…and not particularly in that order.
The Aussie Next Door, an all-new standalone
romantic comedy by USA Today Bestselling author Stefanie London is LIVE!
American Angie Donovan has never wanted much. When you grow up
getting bounced from foster home to foster home, you learn not to become
attached to anything, anyone, or any place. But it only took her two days to
fall in love with Australia. With her visa clock ticking, surely she can fall
in love with an Australian—and get hitched—in two months. Especially if he’s as
hot and funny as her next-door neighbor…
Jace Walters has never wanted
much––except a bathroom he didn’t have to share. The last cookie all to
himself. And solitude. But when you grow up in a family of seven, you can kiss
those things goodbye. He’s finally
living alone and working on his syndicated comic strip in privacy. Sure, his
American neighbor is distractingly sexy and annoyingly nosy, but she’ll be gone
in a few months…
Except now she’s determined
to find her perfect match by checking out every eligible male in the town, and
her choices are even more distracting. So why does it suddenly feel like he—and
his obnoxious tight-knit family, and even these two wayward dogs—could be
exactly what she needs?
Judging by the way Angie was talking
to Elijah, smiling sweetly and toying with the end of her ponytail, she was
definitely “vibing,” as Chloe put it. An ugly, foreign feeling surged up inside
Jace that made him feel the exact same way as when he’d watched his brother
flirting with her.
Turn around and walk away. It’s none of your damn business.
But before Jace fully thought
through the consequences of his actions, he was crossing the road with Truffle
leading the way. As soon as the little white dog caught sight of Angie, his
tail started going a million miles a minute.
Stop. You’re not going to get involved. Don’t be a
hypocrite. Other people in this town meddle and you hate it.
It was true. He came from a family
of meddlers, and it drove him nuts. But maybe there was some meddling-specific
chromosome that had been passed on from his parents without his knowledge,
remaining dormant all this time and waiting for the right moment to strike.
“Jace.” Angie looked at him with
wide eyes, almost like she was a kid with her hand stuck in the cookie jar.
“I was taking Truffle for a walk.”
He raked a hand through his hair like he was totally relaxed and going about
his day. The truth was, he had no bloody idea what he was doing. “How was yoga?”
“Awesome.” For some reason, Angie’s
voice seemed an octave or two higher than normal. “Super great, actually. Excellent.”
Hmm. Three ways of saying the same
thing. She did that whenever she was nervous.
“Are you into yoga?” Jace asked
“Yeah, man. With all the firewood I
have to chop for the pizza oven, my back gets real tight.”
Jace resisted the urge to roll his
eyes. How did he manage to say shit like that without coming off like a total douchecanoe?
“But I could always use some
tutoring.” Elijah shot Angie a flirty look, and her cheeks turned the prettiest
shade of pink. “Any opportunity to expand my skills.”
“I’m sure Chloe could help with
that,” Jace said stiffly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw
Truffle sniffing around Elijah’s leg. He’d done the same thing to the coffee
table earlier that morning—inspecting his target. Jace really should put a stop
“I wasn’t talking about Chloe,”
Elijah said, his eyes still trained on Angie.
Angie laughed and gingerly stuck her
hand in the air. “I volunteer as tribute.”
Jace forgot the dog and stared at
her hard. Was this one of those gray-area things he’d never understand, or did
Angie really like this guy? He had no freaking clue.
Just then, Truffle jumped up on his
hind legs, hooking his front paws around Elijah’s calf. His hips started to
hinge back and forth, and Elijah glanced down, a what the hell do I do now expression on his face as he and Angie
looked down at Sir Hump-a-Lot.
“What the hell?” Elijah stumbled
back, and Truffle dropped down to the ground, looking mightily miffed that his
sexy times were interrupted.
“It’s a dominance thing,” Jace said
to Elijah. “He tends to do that whenever he thinks he can overpower someone.”
shot Jace a raised brow, but she squatted to give the dog a scratch behind the
ears before he could figure out exactly what she was thinking. Was the comment
too much? He’d blurted it out without thinking, and Elijah seemed off his game
USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance with humour, heat and heart. Also llamas.
Originally from Melbourne, Australia Stefanie now lives in Toronto,
Canada with her wonderful husband. She loves to read, collect lipsticks, watch
zombie movies, and drink coffee.
Her bestselling book, Pretend It’s Love, is a 2016 Romantic Book of the Year finalist with the Romance Writers of Australia.
He’s the quiet brooding guy who’s owned my heart since I was sixteen but has refused to claim it.
I’m the naïve woman who believes that someday our time will come.
I just didn’t realize that someday would include waking up in Vegas with a raging hangover and a ring on my finger.
If we believed in fate, maybe one of us would’ve trusted that something more powerful than ourselves interceded because our love is one of tangled vines. As twisted and frayed as they’ve become over the years, they’ve never broken.
An annulment seemed like the easy way out. We should’ve known it wouldn’t be fate that intervened, but our Italian Mamas. They can deliver Oscar-worthy performances when heaping on the guilt.
We thought it’d be easy to pretend to be a happily married couple in front of our families for three months and then say we gave it our best shot and go our separate ways.
But nothing is easy when it comes to Dominic Mancini and me. Nothing.
★ ★ ★ ★ I WAS GIVEN AN ARC COPY IN EXCHANGED FOR MY HONEST REVIEW ★ ★ ★ ★
Holy Banana Sandwiches Ladies and Germs! I tried to sneak this out of Piper and Rayne much earlier than this but to no avail, but man was this worth the wait! I have never been disappointed in anything these ladies have put out, but they are masters of the tease….
I have liked the air of mystery surrounding Dom from the start, when Enzo was talking about him in the Blue Collar Brothers, I like how we do get glimpses of his real personality, quickly covered up with a sassy smart ass remark, while we watched Enzo and Carm become the Unicorns to their women.
I loved learning more about the eldest Mancini that hid away, what he was sneaking away doing, who really was hidden in that thing he called a heart. I loved learning why he was the way he was and what he was always about Val, or in the other books Mystery-Woman-Booty-Call.
The Love Dom and Val have for eachother is complicated and amazing, truly a once in a lifetime kind of feeling that makes you feel their sadness and pain. There have been so many variables in their past and present that have dictated, or so they thought, why they can never be together for the long term. I was nice to also see the parallel of it fall alongside the Blue Collar Brothers, their cousins, and see how slightly similar Dom and Vals story is to Luca and Laurens.
I am also a sucker for the single parent books and that is why I loved Val so much too, she wants this but she is balancing her wants, her needs and the wants and needs of her son, who is a sassy teenager. She also wants to but doesn’t want to, have to take in to account her Ex-Husband and his mild celebrity and the slight complications that come with that.
I do recommend this book, the only reason why it go 4/5 bly stars is because, there were some parts that included flashbacks that kinds seemed unneeded, but that is my personal opinion.
and Wren had me flipping through the pages frantically, begging for more. Their
chemistry was explosive, their love story both hilarious and tender.”- L.J.
Shen, USA Today bestselling author
Handle With Care, an all-new romantic
comedy from New York Times bestselling
author Helena Hunting is available now!
HE WANTS TO LOSE CONTROL.
Between his parents’ messed
up marriage and his narcissistic younger brother, Lincoln Moorehead has spent
the majority of his life avoiding his family. After the death of his father,
Lincoln finds himself in the middle of the drama. To top it all off, he’s been
named CEO of Moorehead Media, much to his brother’s chagrin. But Lincoln’s bad
attitude softens when he meets the no-nonsense, gorgeous woman who has been given
the task of transforming him from the gruff, wilderness guy to a suave
SHE’S TRYING TO HOLD IT TOGETHER.
Wren Sterling has been working double time to keep the indiscretions at
Moorehead Media at bay, so when she’s presented with a new contract, with new
responsibilities and additional incentives, she agrees. Working with the
reclusive oldest son of a ridiculously entitled family is worth the hassle if
it means she’s that much closer to pursuing her own dreams. What Wren doesn’t
expect is to find herself attracted to him, or for it to be mutual. And she
certainly doesn’t expect to fall for Lincoln. But when a shocking new Moorehead
scandal comes to light, she’s forced to choose between her own family and the
broody, cynical CEO.
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’s writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.