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New Release: Nashvegas Nights ( Dirty South Part 2) by Kat Addams, #RomanticComedy is Available Now!

Title: Nashvegas Nights
Series: Dirty South Part 2
Author: Kat Addams
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: November 8, 2019
Cover Design: Lori Jackson Design

What happened backstage, didn’t always stay backstage … in Nashvegas.
 
Music Row star, Jason Jones loved three things— his dog, ice-cold beer, and gorgeous redheads. His life sounded like a country song … and he had the baggage to prove it. One minute he’s onstage, crooning to a flame-haired goddess and then he was backstage giving her an encore she’d never forget.
 
Neither would he …
 
Hot mess express, Dorothy Elizabeth Prudence was a nurse by day and lonely by night. With a name like that, she never got laid. That was about to change, thanks to her “wing-woman” bestie.
 
Hitting Nashville’s music row for a wild night seemed like an excellent idea. She was only looking for a good time but got more than she bargained for.
 
They both did…

 

Kat Addams is a forever twenty-nine-year-old fashionista following her lifelong dream of writing contemporary romance inspired by the exotic men she meets in her worldly travels. At least, that’s what she would like for you to think. She’s certainly not a stay-at-home mom indulging in excessive daydreaming, frozen pizzas, an unhealthy addiction to purchasing pajamas, and one too many cocktails on the regular. That’s some other romance author. The poor thing probably has to sneak away upstairs to write her dirty stories! What would her family think? Thankfully, that’s not Kat!

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New Release: Rules ( Greyford High #3) by Anna B. Doe, Mature YA/NA Sports Romance is Available Now!

Title: Rules
Series: Greyford High #3
Author: Anna B. Doe
Genre: Mature YA/NA Sports Romance
Release Date: November 8, 2019

 
Senior year.
Three girls. Three guys.
Truth and consequence. 
Broken trust and shattered hearts.
Lost innocence and new experiences. 
One more year before running away.
One more year to save her. 
The countdown begins.
 
When Maximillian Sanders moved to Greyford, he had three goals: mend the broken relationship with his sister, keep her safe, and get into a division one college, playing hockey. There he meets the girl who breaks his heart and turns his world upside down, and it’s her best friend who helps pick up the pieces.
 
Brook Taylor learned the hard way that in order to survive this ugly world, she needed to live by her own rules. Then she meets Max and for the first time, she’s tempted to break them. He’s off limits, and she has a plan that doesn’t include a hot hockey player. 
 
He says he wants her, but she can see the truth in his eyes. She should have just followed her rules and guarded her heart. 
Those three little rules were supposed to save her, until she broke them all.

 

★★★★★ “I don’t have the words to say how great this story is! It’s raw, it’s heartbreaking and it’s so beautiful! It’s not a light read by any means but that’s how Max and Brooks’s story was supposed to be.” – SCBookAddict
★★★★★ “This book will break you, heal you, make you fall in love with characters, and their story. You will cry with them, and for them. You will love with them, and cheer for their happy ending. I won’t spoiler the story, I will just say you HAVE TO, no, YOU NEED TO read this book.” – @tinatejt
★★★★★ “Wonderful book and addictive series.” – A Naughty Book Fling

 

 

Anna B. Doe is a young adult and new adult contemporary romance author. She writes real-life romance that is equal parts sweet and sexy. She’s a coffee and chocolate addict. Like her characters, she loves those two things dark, sweet and with little extra spice.
 
When she’s not working for a living or writing her newest book you can find her reading books or binge-watching TV shows. Originally from Croatia, she is always planning her next trip because wanderlust is in her blood. 
 
She is currently working on various projects. Some more secret than others.
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Blog Tour: Tell Me Tru: The Averdeen Duet Book 1 by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes is Available Now!

 

Tell Me Tru
The Averdeen Duet Book 1
by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes
Contemporary New Adult Romance



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Tru Averdeen had everything a person could want. Money, fame, the power to influence others. Her way was paved on her fortune and her face. With porcelain skin, a head of fiery curls, all framing a pair of pastel blue eyes and lips like pink roses she has been a Media Spectacle since she was born. Then she met Holly…


Holly Turner came up rough. Emotionally damaged all she wanted was a life worth living. Then she sees a face on TV crying over some lost rich daddy. Her wheels turn and soon she is face to face with Tru and the truth…


It’s been four years since that night. They don’t speak of it, not anymore. Tru has fallen away from the limelight, letting Holly take on her name, her face, friends. All Tru wants is a quiet happy existence away, and all Holly wants is what’s owed to her. It’s worked for four years…


Worked.
 

Chapter 1 Rion

“That’ll be fifty-seven, fifty-three, eighty.” The young man whose name is- Shane, says from behind the counter of Harol’s Gardens. An independent company that deals in bulk landscaping needs. I’m working on a community garden out in Beverly Hills of all places, but I live in West LA, just a hop, skip and a jump from the Art District. It’s a great neighborhood, now. When my Gran bought the joint back in 1960, it was nice, but over the years, it had fallen on downtimes. Now it’s moving back up, and houses like it are going for damn near, if not over a million. She and Granpa got a mortgage at seventy-five, back in sixty. I shop here at Harol’s because he’s local, and local means community and communities take care of each other. 
That’s what my Gran and Granpa used to say, and I believe it’s true. They’re both gone now, so it’s just me and Crenshaw, my German Shepard, Beagle mix. I got him when I was on my own back in twenty- twelve, and was going through a phase, not to mention it was about the only thing good about the neighborhood I got him from. We work, we play, and we hang out like a couple of bros on my porch at night. It’s a good life.
“Here’s my I.D., just drop it on the Averdeen account.”
The kid’s eyes go wide; it’s a large account. Well over thirty-thousand since I started in March. August is now over, and much of the garden is up and functioning. Now she wants a privacy wall and security lights. Guess some local hoods trashed a few plots, and now she is in panic mode.
“Y-Yes, Mister Bedver.”
“Hell, I ain’t nobody’s Mister.” I smile, putting out my hand. “Rion’s the name. Put it there, Shane.”
The kid smiles and shakes my hand. “Nice to meet ya.”
“You must be new; I know all Harol’s kids.”
“Cousin, from New Mexico. I just came out for college. Got into Berkley.”
“Well, good for you. I’m sure if you work hard, you’ll do great.”
“Thanks!” He gets quiet as he’s punching in codes again.
“Um, Mis- I mean Rion, it says that a payment was due two days ago but wasn’t received.”
“Uggh, yeah, I bet. Give me a printout, and I’ll be sure you get a check by weeks end.”
“O-okay. Thank you.”
I nod, taking the printout and head out. It’s just like her to forget to make a payment. I swear she likes to push the line, especially with me. The woman makes me crazy. Crenshaw is waiting in the back of my twenty-fifteen Silverado 250o, which is in serious need of a bath. I can hardly see the white pearl paint for all the mud. I took it up the Lake Roesiger trail in Washington over the weekend and had a blast.
Takes about forty minutes before I’m driving up to Tru-Grow Gardens, the community garden set up by Miss Tru Averdeen, you may have heard of her, then maybe not, I mean she’s one of those money babies, that came up celebrity for all the bling, and crazy their parents got up to. I mean she’s got a YouTube channel or whatever, but really, she’s kind of a vapid slut. Dresses like the rest of the posh ponies and prefers her men on tap.
Not that I’m complaining. Yeah, I’ve tapped it a couple of times, she likes me dirty and us outside. Speaking of her…
I roll my eyes as Crenshaw barks. There Tru is with her bodyguard Lee, she’s holding some little puppy, and he’s got three more on leashes.
“Quiet.” I order, and Crenshaw just whimpers. “Just take it easy.” I hop out of the truck, and she comes scampering over, holding out this little dog.
“Say hi to Athos.” She smiles, pushing the pup on to me. As it’s kissing my face and biting my chin hairs, I see it’s a red and rust Miniature Pinscher. The other three are also Min Pins, one Black and Tan, one Blue and silver and the last; what she says they call Merle, I think it’s a Harlequin. “They are each named for a Musketeer, and D’artagan, of course, is the odd man there.” She points to the Harlequin.
“Ah.” I nod as she takes little Athos from me. I wonder if she’s ever read a book for enjoyment and not just because a teacher said so. She hands the pup to Lee and rolls her body back toward me.
“So, how is it all coming?” She grabs my arm; I already know where this is going. The only time she touches me is when she’s looking for a ride on my swizzle stick.
“If you come back here, I can show you the stone I picked up, or would you rather see what’s already been lain?”
“Hmm, show me the wall.”
I look over my shoulder and watch as Lee takes the puppies back to her, Gold Suburban, with an eye roll. As soon as Tru and I are behind the overgrowth, she pushes me into the wall, kissing me. Always sloppy and wet, always in a hurry. It’s hot, but it’s getting old. She sees the low end of the wall, which is just high enough that she can drop her hands on it and seems to have that very idea. She hikes up her red leather pencil skirt and shimmies out of a matching red thong as her heels slip in the dirt. Kicking them off, she bends down.
“C’mon, stud, stuff me with that fat cock.” She tears open a condom and hands it to me. I’m just hard but watching her start to rub her own pussy has me readier than a stallion on steroids. I get behind her, and she grabs me, cramming me with force and a good amount of pain into her.
“Ah, easy girl. I’ll fuck you good and proper, now calm down, or I ain’t gonna fuck ya at all.”
“Ugh, you just don’t understand, it was such an infuriating day. I need to be slammed, slapped around a bit, and just shown who’s got the control. It’s not the fucking media.” She won’t shut up, just keeps going, panting. I’ve heard enough of her whining. I pull out, grab her, turning her to me, and pound her up and down on my shaft. Now she’s seeing stars, only grunts and yelps come from her lips as her tits which I never seem to get access to bounce. I tear down her top and find pierced nipples. I bite down and suck, and she grabs my head coming so hard I feel it against my nuts. I lift her and hit my knees in the dirt, making her ride me till I come. She falls down on to me, her breathing all over the place.
“I hate to bring it up, but you missed dropping the check at Harol’s.” I say as she plays with my chest hair a bit.
“I’m busy and going nowhere near that part of LA at all.”
“Well, I do have some papers for you to sign.” I say as she gets up and gets her shoes on.
“Umm… I don’t have to remind you this didn’t happen?” I finish with her.
“No, but about the check and the papers.” I say, following her. That woman can move in stilettos.
She stops. I see silver fly from Lee to her, then she turns. “Catch.”
I catch the keys as they jingle down into my hand. I look at her curiously.
“The flat one gets you through the gate and shuts off the alarm for the dogs. The gold is the bolt, and the other is the front doorknob. I’ll leave a check, and you can leave your papers.” She blows me a kiss and is in with Lee in seconds.

 

With a huff, I start back for my truck, realizing I don’t have my wallet. “Damnit.” I retrace to the wall, and there right in the dirt is my wallet, and next to it is a bright red cotton thong.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2 Tru

What is this? I wake with my hair a matted mess on my head and a note taped to my face. Upon reading the said note, I am told to have fun by Holly. Whatever the hell that is supposed to mean? After telling Alexa to find Tru’s playlist and play in the bathroom, I strip my clothes and step into my hot as sin shower. I let the water pelt and beat down against my skin. The heat letting me stretch, pop, and crack my bones in just the right way.
After my shower, I throw on my matching silk lace bra and panties before adding my black skull mini shorts. I like these because it looks like a skeleton is grabbing my ass. It comes with an unassuming black and white tank. I slip on my big bear foot slippers, telling Alexa to play music in the kitchen. That way,  by the time I make it there, the music is already going full tilt. 
I bang my head to the music blaring through the room. I love Avenged Sevenfold, and what better song to be playing then Hail to the King? Best fucking song there is by A7F! 
First things first, I need coffee via IV. If only that were possible. I dance my way to the coffee pot slipping a pod into my Keurig. Once it’s finished, I inhale my coffee, before taking a drink. Mmm, nice. Steamy goodness. After finishing my first cup, I start looking for food. Cam, my bodyguard, is usually up making breakfast, but I suppose he wasn’t in the mood today. 
It isn’t till I’m frying bacon that all the dogs in the house go crazy. Holly left her mini pins here. So, on top of her four, I have seven. Queenie is a Red/Queensland Heeler, Shadow is a Catahoula Leopard and Pit mix, Chusky is just what his name says a Chow and Husky. Shepsky is my German Shepherd and Husky; Blue Bell is a Lab and Husky, Pom-Pom, who is by far my smallest is an Australian Shepherd and Pomeranian, making her a mini. Last and most certainly not least is my newest addition and the only pure breed, Monk, and he’s a Golden Retriever.
With the bacon almost done, eggs mixed, and veggies cut up, I’m ready to start my omelet. Closer by Nine Inch Nails is blasting through the speakers as I give my eggs one more whip. I turn around, and down the bowl goes breaking on the floor. 
“Alexa, stop!” I meet Rion’s eyes. “Lay down.” I shout above the dog’s barks. All of mine hit the ground, but Holly’s are still bouncing and piddling everywhere! This, of course, includes D’artagan, which Rion is holding. 
I walk over to the back door, shouting, “Out!” All the dogs are out the door, and I come back to where I was standing. I look over at Rion once more, and he’s inspecting his shirt. The dog pissed on him. 
A blush creeps over my cheeks. “I’m sorry. Let me go find you a shirt. What size do you wear?” 
“Nothing you got, Hon. I’ve got something in the truck. Ugh.” He says, disappearing. 
I run a hand over my face before grabbing the paper towels, squatting to clean the mess up at my feet. Of course, this is also when I notice I’m going to have to wash my slippers. Where the hell is Cameron when I need him? Thinking about that- how in the hell did Rion get keys to my house? What the hell is he doing here? I’ve only had a crush on this man for like four years, and of course, he’d see me as me when I’m a mess and naked as far as hair products and makeup.
I don’t even know Rion’s back till he’s bent over and picking glass up. “Careful, you’ll cut yourself. Let me do this.” 
“No, I’ve got i-Ouch, shit, fuck.” I say, cutting my finger, and Rion picks me up, setting me on the counter. He turns the sink on and puts my hand under the cold water. “Ow, that stings.” 
“Oh, shush.” He pulls my hand from the water and blows on my clipped fingers, all while grabbing paper towels. “Have you got a first aid kit, band-aids, what have you?” 
“Uh, uh, um…” 
Rion looks at me. “Are you alright?” He crunches the paper towels around my fingers and steps back. It’s then I get a good look at his shirt. It says I love it when she bends over and screams with a fishing pole. This has me thinking about a different kind of pole. 
Oh, my God! I can feel my wetness pooling in my panties.
“Uhh, Uh-huh.” Of course, while I’m looking at him, the smoke detector picks this moment to go nuts. 
“What the-” Rion cuts himself off, taking care of the mess I have going on.
I shake my head and try to clear it. “Um, uh, R-Rion, what are you doing here?”
He looks at me funny and picks up some papers off the counter. “I need you to sign these, and you were supposed to leave a check for Harol’s?” 
Harol’s?” I question for a moment. “Oh, right, Harol’s, how much and what papers do I need to sign?” 
“Ten should cover it for now, and this is the new contract for the wall and the rest of the security features you asked for.” 
“Ten, ten, ten hundred, give me just a second, and I’ll grab my checkbook.” I climb off the counter and grab my checkbook from a drawer. 
“No disrespect, but have you been drinking?” Rion asks. 
“No, I need more coffee, well an IV is more like it.” I say in a big rush. I walk back over to him. “How much did you say again?” 
“Well, based on the near six I spent yesterday, ten thousand should be enough to cool Harol’s jets.” 
“Do you have more you need to get?” 
“This is just towards your tab. Are you sure you’re alright and haven’t hit your head?”
“Sugar, haven’t eaten yet. I’ll be fine. How about I’ll make it for thirty, and that too should keep you good for a bit more?” 
“If you want to give Harol a heart attack, sure- why not?” 
“I-I was just thinking extra is better.” 
“Ten is fine, thirty is fine, anything you plan on giving me is just fine.” 
“Oh, geez, Did I forget to pay you too? I’m so sorry.” I say, making out the check for Harol.
Rion reaches over and stays my hand. “We’re good for now.” He slips the check for Harol away. “You look over those contracts, and I’ll be back to get them after the weekend. Here are your keys. I’ll let myself out.” He takes a few steps away from me. “Oh, one more thing I forgot. I believe these are yours.” He throws a red ball at me. 

 

With that, Rion is gone, and I lose it. “What the fuck was Rion doing in my house? Why the fuck did nobody tell me? Oh, I’m going to kill her!”



Chapter 3 Holly

“Mmm, yeah. Oh, fuck. You really know- Ohh.” I squeeze my thighs to the sides of Lee’s head. He’d been begging to go down on me for more than a year, and I just wasn’t feeling it. But this afternoon, seeing him shirtless, the Pacific sun beating down on him, as he devoured a peach, I decided it was time. I lured him into the lower regions of the hundred and twenty-foot Yacht that some Barron of some landlocked country was partying on. He saw my friends and me last night partying it up in Frieze, a fancy strip joint and invited us out for Labor Day Weekend. Who were we to refuse? I mean a Barron, that’s like royalty or some shit.
I, of course, have been avoiding him the whole time, he wants me to ride his pole. Or at least smoke it, and I’m not into it. 
“Take off your pants; I wanna get that hotrod of yours in my mouth.” I purr. He doesn’t hesitate, and soon, I’m between his legs about to play with a fine specimen of man meat.
Brrring!
I pop my lips off him, making him groan as I answer my phone.
“Hey, yeah? Kinda sucking a cock right now.” I say, getting up.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Lee’s head drops on the bed.
“Sorry.” I whisper, hearing Tru blathering on. “What now? Did you like your present?” I smirk.
“You cock sucking bitch! I can’t fucking believe you! No, no, I did not like my God damned present! I’ve cut my fucking fingers, broke my favorite bowl, and forgot how to fucking speak! Let’s not forget you’re fucking the guy I’ve been crushing on for four years. Thanks for that!”
Chuckling, I pull on my panties and motion for Lee to pull it together. “I’ve been paving the way for you. You could be riding that stallion down to pound town, but no, you’re on the phone with me, crying about not getting what I hand-delivered to you.”
“No, Holly, that’s just fucking wrong. I’m sure he thinks I’ve lost my mind now considering everything. Speaking of everything, why didn’t you tell me you needed to pay a bill? You can’t skip shit like that. My name here.”
“I’ve been writing the checks; I forgot that one on purpose. Like I said, hand-delivered. Anyway, I got a party to get back to. Do us both a favor, toss on the wig, and go get some dick.” I hang up and turn, seeing the Baron. “Hey, honey, nice party.” I try to get past his greasy, hairiness without having to touch him. When a man has more hair on his back than his head, I have to say, Hell no.
“You are a pretty little thing.” He says in broken English, lifting one of my locks of red hair. “Red the color of passion. Let’s you and I burn up this place.”
“Um- yeah, let’s not, but say we did.”
He looks at me, confused; then I feel his hand clench my hair. “You come into my place, bring your rowdy friends. Eat my food, drink my booze, and expect not to pay?” His mouth covers mine, and the taste of cheap cigars wriggles its way past my lips on his tongue.
“Mm, no. Get off me!” I smack him, but he just laughs. Then I see him stiffen up.
“You want I should cut off his balls?” Lee asks, and I look down to see he’s got a knife right against the Baron’s sac.
“Maybe you should have rethought the speedo.” My lip curls as Lee pulls me to him.
“My hero.” I kiss his cheek, walking past. “Let’s go to shore; this party is wretched.”

 

 



J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud momma to Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner of Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with suspenseful undertones, giving her readers something to hold onto.
S.I. Hayes was born and bred in New England and is currently living in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance, she can be found drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers. To see them, check out her website.
The pair met while working for a former publisher and became fast friends. Their split dynamics and views on life, family, and love in general, led to the idea of Stolen Moments: A County Fair Romance their foray into the Rocker Genre with A Sex, Drugs, and Rock Romance and their newest Working-Class Beauties. They do hope to bring you more in the months to come, so keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by. You know, just in case.

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📝REVIEW📝: 🎄Christmas At The Edge of The World by Kate Hewitt, #HolidayRomance is Available Now!

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Christmas at the Edge of the World

By
Kate Hewitt

Genres:  #Romance #HolidayRomance #ChristmasRomance 

My Rating:  3.75

Cover:  5  (Cover is a very good depiction of the story)

Kindle:  165 pages

POV:  Told in third person single perspective by heroine

Publication:  November 4th 2019

Read:  November 6th 2019

Add to Goodreads TBR:  Christmas at the Edge of the World

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Synopsis:

When Laurel West discovers her estranged sister Abby has checked herself into rehab and wants her to take care of her fourteen-year-old son, she doesn’t hesitate to step in. Abby was there for Laurel a long time ago, and she longs to be able to offer the same. However, as a single woman who still dreams of the fairy tale, Laurel isn’t prepared for teenaged Zac’s sullen moods or silent rage. When he’s expelled from school, she decides to take drastic measures and temporarily relocate them to her great aunt’s cottage on the windswept hills of the Orkney islands north of Scotland… about as far as she can run from their problems, but will it be far enough?

From the moment they step onto the island’s shores, everything seems to go wrong… including a run-in with eccentric sheep farmer Archie MacDougall. When Zac gets in trouble at the village pub and is rescued by Archie, Laurel thinks things are only getting worse. But Archie’s suggestion of putting Zach to work on his farm might be the change he needs, and Laurel strikes up a surprising friendship with a man who is about as far from the fairy tale as she can imagine. Can such an unlikely and impractical love bloom in such a brief moment out of reality? And will two lost and lonely souls find each other at the edge of the world?

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📝My Review📝: 

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3.8 Stars…..
As you have read in the blurb, Laurel is asked by her estranged sister to take care of her fourteen year old nephew for a month. To say Laurel is shocked is an understatement. She has seen or heard from her sister only a handful of times over the past twenty years. So why now? This is one piece of the puzzle that you’ll find the answer to later in the book. Laurel’s nephew Zac is a stereotypical, moody teenaged boy. He is not thrilled when Laurel takes him to Scotland to celebrate the Christmas holidays at her aunt’s charming cottage. At least she remembered it being charming when she was eight years old; the last time she visited. Her time spent at this place is one of Laurel’s fondest childhood memories. But she hasn’t been back in over two decades and the place is not exactly how she remembered it. However, for her nephew, she is going to make the best of it. With a heaping amount of Christmas spirit and some help from a neighbor, Archie, the story progresses in that Archie is an important part of how things work out. I don’t want to say too much because this book is pretty short. The premise had great potential but unfortunately, the author only gave us Laurel’s perspective which I was greatly disappointed over. I believe that if I had Archie’s POV as well as Laurel’s, it would have gone a long way in bringing me greater enjoyment. Archie was a very strong part of this story. His complexity was more than enough that she should have had a voice as well. And while the ending was a happy one, it wasn’t satisfying. That said, I enjoyed the epilogue and was glad to see everyone together.

I would like to also mention that this author does a good job at painting her scenes. In my mind, I was able to experience the quaint cottage and small Scottish town. The book cover is realistic to the story and that is not always the case. So, while I didn’t entirely love this book, I liked it.

This is my honest and unbiased review. Thank you for taking the time to read it. 🙂

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RELEASE BLITZ with 📝Review📝: Once Upon a Holiday by Claudia Burgoa, Romantic Comedy/Holiday Romance is Available Now!

 

Title: Once Upon a Holiday
Author: Claudia Burgoa
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Holiday Romance
Release Date: November 7, 2019

 

Blurb
This holiday season, there’s more than gingerbread in
the oven.


I was always a type-A kind of girl— and that’s exactly what got me into
trouble with Sterling Ahren.
Having a baby before thirty didn’t work out, so I took some time off to
sort out my life.
Sterling’s my new landlord… and he doesn’t plan anything.
He’s a billionaire playboy who can’t stand the holidays.
A recluse of the worst kind.
Sterling makes Scrooge look like a generous soul
… except Ebenezer was never this sexy.
He doesn’t want a family— until the night we have a spontaneous
one-night stand, and we run out of condoms.
I can’t have a baby with a disorganized, free spirit like him.
Between my overprotective brothers and his crazy fans, I already know
this isn’t going to work out.
Except Sterling isn’t willing to let me go.
He wants me home for the holidays
… and this is my last chance to make a Christmas miracle happen.
One thing I know for sure: when Sterling and I collide, it’s going to
be anything but a silent night.


Funny, touching,
and delightful, this smoking hot billionaire holiday rom-com by Claudia Burgoa
will make you feel the magic of Christmas.
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“That’s
only the office. My office. The rest of the house is gray, white, and
black,” I explain as I show him all the pictures. “The master bedroom is going
to be pink because of the bedding, but I’ll take it with me.”
He looks at
me suspiciously and says, “Fine, you have good taste. Get neutral bedding, I’m
not sleeping on a pink bed.”
You’re
not sleeping with me,

I don’t say.
“We just
need a Christmas tree,” I add, wondering if I should buy an artificial one or a
pine.
Scanning
the house where we’re at, I find the perfect spot and walk toward it. “Here.”
“What’s
happening there?” Sterling’s frown deepens.
“That’s
where we’re setting the Christmas tree,” I answer, already thinking about the
colors that will fit the house. “What do you have in storage? Any red or gold
ornaments? I mean, if you already have a color scheme, I’ll work with it, but
shades of red and gold would pop with your decor.”
Sterling
looks at me. More like he gives me a nasty glare. “We don’t do Christmas or
celebrate any holidays. The only colors I have in this house are in my studios
and well, you. Their only purpose is to create art.”
I frown and
place my hands on my hips. “I’m a color?”
He grins
and winks at me. “A very special one but let’s not digress.”
“What are
you saying? I’m not allowed to have a Christmas tree and fill my space with
cheer and joy.”
“You can do
it for the rental. That’s your place for the next year and you can set Santa’s
Workshop in there if you want to.”
“Hmm.”
“You’re
judging me.”
“Not at
all. Just wondering how we can get the pine here and we’ll need decorations,” I
continue and turn to look at Beckett. “You seem like a resourceful man. Can you
make this happen for us?”
Beckett
smirks. “Red and gold?”
“Add some
silver too it if you can find it. And if you see some decorations that’ll go
with the ornaments, send me pictures before you buy them. The place looks
bare.”
“No,”
Sterling protests.
“I’ll have
the team work on it. We’ll help you trim once we have what you need, Miss
Spearman.”
“Thank you,
Beck.”
“Juniper, I
swear,” Sterling utters, his face is red, and it’s kind of funny to see him
flustered.
“Yeah, you
can swear. I’ve heard you for the past week. Also, I know you can use some
holiday cheer and I’m here to share it with you.”
“Over my
dead body.” He sounds stern.
“Beck might
be able to do that too if you insist,” I say. “He seems to be trained to take
down bad guys and I bet he knows how to hide your body and make your
disappearance look like a holiday miracle.”
He doesn’t
say a word, but I see there’s a smile playing on his lips.
Author Bio
Claudia is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling
author. She lives in Colorado, working for a small IT. She has three children
and manages a chaotic household of two confused dogs, and a wonderful husband
who shares her love of all things geek. To survive she works continually to
find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high
quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact. 
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📝My Review📝: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

5 Stars!

While I have previously read a couple of books from this author, I didn’t read the two families whose books led to this interconnection. Once Upon a Holiday is a standalone novella. I did not have any trouble enjoying the book although I had no prior knowledge of their two families. I must add, though, that I am definitely intrigued enough to read those books.

June is an independent, successful business owner. She has a large, loving, but meddlesome family who she adores. Unfortunately, June feels lonely. There is no significant other. June doesn’t care as much about a relationship as she does, having a baby. I don’t want to give too much away regarding that aspect of the story.

That said, June flew into town to spend Thanksgiving with her brothers and the rest of the family. While there, in Colorado, June has a plan. And not even the most handsome man she has ever met will get in the way of that plan.

Too bad for June that Sterling does much more than get in the way. In the beginning of the book, I wasn’t sure how I felt about Sterling. He wasn’t friendly. In fact, he was bold and brash and rude. But there was something about him that I felt paved the way to his current lifestyle and behavior.

In the end, this was truly a beautiful story. Both Sterling and June learned to trust in love and each other. In addition, I believed their story. I felt it and the love they shared. The author did a great job at putting words to pages and giving me the insight I needed to enjoy this book!

This was an enjoyable read. Who doesn’t love a story that involves a Scrooge finding love and laughter?

This is my honest and unbiased review. Thank you for taking the time to read it.

 

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Reason 17 – The year Nana drank too much eggnog and threw up in my Guccis.

Isabel hates Christmas. She’s got a Christmas disaster for each of her 25 years. When her boss sends her from the sun-kissed beaches of Australia to snowy small-town Wyoming, it’s just another thing to add to her ‘do not like’ list. Snow sucks. Christmas sucks. And cowboys suck most of all.

Except maybe for one…

Reason 21 – The year my workplace secret Santa bought me tampons. From the bathroom vending machine.

Johnny loves Christmas. And it only gets better when he lays eyes on a grinchy brunette with the cutest accent around. She might only be in town for a few weeks, but he’s never been one to back down from a challenge. He’s going to right every wrong on her list to make her fall in love with Christmas.

And with him.

Reason 25 – The year I fell for a sexy cowboy. Who lives on the other side of the world. What the hell do I do now?

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Newly appointed Finance Director, Charlotte Roche escaped dangers lurking in Boston by moving to Chicago. A new name, a new beginning – all built on lies. Believing she is safe, Charlotte drops her guard and sets her sights on her ruggedly handsome and wildly sexy running partner, Alexander Gaines. Can she advance their relationship from the track to the bedroom and still maintain her charade? or will Alex’s probing questions pierce her carefully rehearsed story?

Alex, with unrevealed secrets of his own, struggles to hold the irresistible Charlotte at arm’s length. But when Charlotte sustains a suspicious injury, Alex seizes the opportunity to cuddle up to the sassy beauty. Does he dare risk his reputation, his fortune, his friends, and his heart by letting her get close?

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Keeping his mind on the topic always took all of Alex’s effort anyway. When Charlotte sat hip-to-hip with him as she had today, he felt the heat of her skin, saw the long length of thigh exposed in front of him, heard her heavy post-run breathing until he was in sensory overload. She smelled so good, not stinky and sweaty like he must. She smelled classy and expensive with all those clean, floral scents. She smelled like a woman he could trust.
More like a woman I want to trust.
Thinking back, Alex recognized that she had been hiding something all along. When he wasn’t lost in a sensual fog, he was able to zero in on where the conversations lagged, when she got testy with his probing or tried to change the subject. It had something to do with her life in Boston before she moved to Chicago and it was something that had been going on for a while. She was practiced at her excuses by the time she used them on him. She was making too many trips back East for ‘Harvard stuff.’ She had met Regan Howe through this same ‘Harvard stuff’ yet Regan went back to her alma mater only once or twice a year, if that.
Oh yeah, Charlotte is definitely up to something and I intend to find out what. I have been patient long enough.
Sitting waiting now for Charlotte to arrive at Starbucks, Alex promised himself that he would get to the bottom of this or walk away.
Since she had declined his offer of a ride, Alex currently sat at a shady outside table enjoying the last of summer, waiting for her to walk over and speculating on her possible secrets. He was planning his subtle interrogation during the few minutes Charlotte would need to make her way across the park,
Stubborn. She should have just accepted the ride.
You driving over or walking?” she had asked him, once they caught their breath.
“I have the car if you want a ride?” When she hesitated, he tried tempting her. “I have the new car.”
Alex was the proud owner of a brand new Mercedes AMG. The sleek, luxury sports car suited him despite most people’s image of him as logical, conservative and staid. The need for speed was actually deep in his blood. “You will love it, tight on the curves, fast and quiet. She purrs,” he had bragged.
Charlotte hesitated on his last remark and Alex had been sure she would accept. “The new car, huh?” she sounded intrigued. “I am excited to see it at last, Alex. You have certainly been talking about it long enough.”
“I need to walk off this tight hamstring, so I’ll have to pass this time,” she had replied reluctantly. “Meet you there in five.” Of course, Charlotte had been Charlotte, and that included being unpredictable.
Charlotte, leaving Alex standing there, had taken off across the park without a backward glance. Alex stood dumbfounded a moment, watching her slow jog-walk toward the trail across the grassy lawns of Lincoln Park. She was heading directly toward their usual post-run Starbucks and if he didn’t get moving, she would be there first.
Still he stood, willing her to look back and flash him that smile that changed her whole face. She didn’t, of course, and Alex was left standing there, admiring her lithe figure and the smooth bunch and release of her muscles in those tiny running shorts as she moved into the distance. Reminding himself to close his gaping mouth, Alex jogged to the parking lot, trading an extra moment of admiring a beautiful woman for a few short moments admiring his beautiful new car.
Arriving at the coffee shop several minutes before Charlotte, Alex was forced to cool his heels. He spent the time piecing together anything he could think of to uncover Charlotte’s deep, dark, secret. Admittedly, he needed the ten-minute head start away from her to give his overheated blood a little cooling time too. He kept envisioning the two of them in that sweet ride, sitting close with their sweat-slicked bodies. The image had intensified the jolts of.electricity already coursing through his veins from running beside her scantily clothed body.
Too bad she turned me down. One of these days we will be in tight quarters, all alone, and I will make my move. I have resisted too long already.
Since the mention of her tight hamstring, all Alex could think about was massaging her leg, and moving up from there. Did the woman not understand what she was doing to him? After all, he was a healthy red-blooded man. How long was he supposed to watch her round little ass wiggle in front of him, or the glide of muscles in those incredible legs – or OMG – her breasts bob up and down in those little running tops. The woman was killing him. He wanted her so badly he could taste it.
He chided himself to stop thinking of her that way, as he always did when he lusted after her. He would catch himself wanting her and repress the overwhelming sexual response that had plagued him since the beginning. She was so much more than just beautiful and sexy. She was a brilliant woman, funny, witty, complex and delightful. She considered him a running partner, and a friend…
…but that body, oh, that body. Stop it!
Alex determined to stay focused on what she might be trying to cover up and got his desire under control. He reviewed the signs – when she changed topics or failed to make eye contact. He carefully dissected her words while he waited for her to arrive. He knew she was being intentionally elusive. Alex resolved again that today would be the day he found out what she was concealing, beginning as soon as she arrived.
Speaking of arriving, Charlotte should have shown up long before now. She would have, unless something had happened. How long had he been sitting, pondering? How much time had passed?
Heart racing like a freight train, Alex ran into the park. Unsure why, he was terrified of what he might find.
 

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A Chicago native and hopeless romantic, Maddy was raised on Chicago culture, fairy tales, great literature and swashbuckling movies. Maddy employs that history, writing steamy contemporary romance novels set against the sumptuous backdrop of Chicago’s elite society.

After receiving a BA in Journalism from the University of Illinois and an MBA from Loyola University of Chicago, Madison abandoned her writing to find her way in the corporate business world. Daughter of a librarian, it was inevitable that she would return to the world of books.

Maddy writes from high above Chicago where she can stare at its gorgeous skyline or the shores of Lake Michigan surrounded by feline assistants. When she is not writing,, Maddy can be found lost in a book, fighting for the rights of the mentally iil or dining on Chicago’s famous cuisine. Hot dogs and pizza, anyone?

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📝REVIEW📝: 🎄🎄🎄🎄 ~ 25 Reasons to Hate Christmas and Cowboys by Elle Thorpe, Romantic Comedy Holiday Romance. Available November 7th 2019.

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25 Reasons to Hate Christmas ans Cowboys

By
Elle Thorpe

Genres:  #Romance #RomanticComedy #ChristmasRomance #HolidayRomance

My Rating:  4

Cover:  5

POV:  First-person dual perspectives

Publication:  November 7th 2019

Read:  November 5th 2019  *Review copy provided by Elle Thorpe

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Synopsis:

Reason 17 – The year Nana drank too much eggnog and threw up in my Gucci’s.

Isabel hates Christmas. She’s got a Christmas disaster for each of her 25 years. When her boss sends her from the sun-kissed beaches of Australia to snowy small-town Wyoming, it’s just another thing to add to her ‘do not like’ list. Snow sucks. Christmas sucks. And cowboys suck most of all.

Except maybe for one…

Reason 21 – The year my workplace secret Santa bought me tampons. From the bathroom vending machine.

Johnny loves Christmas. And it only gets better when he lays eyes on a grinchy brunette with the cutest accent around. She might only be in town for a few weeks, but he’s never been one to back down from a challenge. He’s going to right every wrong on her list to make her fall in love with Christmas.

And with him.

Reason 25 – The year I fell for a sexy cowboy. Who lives on the other side of the world. What the hell do I do now?

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My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Isabel has twenty-five reasons why she hates Christmas. And if I were in her shoes, I might just feel the same way. It won’t be easy to change her mind after so many years of disappointments. But then again, she hadn’t met Johnny West yet. Once Johnny meets Isabel, to say he is interested is an understatement. There is something about her that draws him in close. Johnny is determined to give Isabel twenty-five reasons of his own why she should love Christmas. And if he should get her to love him as well, then that’s a true win.

I’m just going to say it, Johnny had me smiling and giddy from his first moments on the page. He was adorable. Johnny was a gorgeous, well-built, hunky cowboy but the aspect of his persona that truly won me over was his generous heart and considerate nature. Like I said, he was adorable.

I don’t need to repeat all that’s in the synopsis because the author does a great job with that. The premise is pretty sweet and the story well-written. There is a bit of angst, but not much. Overall, this book was a light, endearing read and I enjoyed it very much. I definitely recommend this. I will definitely be reading more from this author in the future.

This is my honest and unbiased review. Thank you for taking the time torrid it. 🙂

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COVER REVEAL: The Naughty List by Caisey Quinn is Releasing December 10, 2019!

 

 

Title: The Naughty List
Author: Caisey Quinn
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Holiday Romance
Release Date: December 10, 2019

 

Blurb
HOLLIS ROSSI is tired of being good. What’s it ever gotten her, anyway?
When her boss, the infamous and illusive Jonah X, passes her up for a
promotion because she’s “too wholesome” to handle being his personal
assistant, she sets out on a mission to prove him wrong.
Her naughty list contains everything she plans to do to show him she’s
not the innocent, naive girl he thinks she is. She just didn’t plan on him
finding it. 
As Jonah shows her the ropes of being bad, she can’t help but wish he’d
show her some other ropes–like the ones in his bedroom. 
The Naughty
List 
is a steamy contemporary holiday romance.

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Excerpt

“Look.” I
point at the recipe. “Flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, lemon zest,
salt, almond milk, canola oil, vanilla, lemon juice, and fresh blueberries. The
streusel on top has some vegan butter in it, but that’s everything.
Promise.” 
He leans
close enough that I can smell the sharp clean scent of his body wash and
expensive aftershave. 
“Huh. Well
they’re way better than the last ones.” He practically inhales another one.
My teeth
sink into my lower lip and tug. “Um, yeah. I over-mixed those. And I didn’t
know you were supposed to mix your wet and dry ingredients separately. My mom
gave me some tips this time.” 
His eyes
drop to my mouth but I’m not sure why. Jonah doesn’t see me like that. He never
looks at my mouth. Maybe the way to his heart really is through his
stomach. 
“Can I keep
this?” He retrieves the recipe from the countertop. “I might have Erma make a
big batch for some friends of mine.”
“Mmhm.” I’m
temporarily stunned from the way he’s openly watching my mouth. Our faces are
close enough to touch. 
Erma is his
housekeeper and she’s an amazing cook. I’d be jealous of her but she’s sixty
and looks like Mrs. Doubtfire so I don’t think she’s Jonah’s type. 
“Thanks.
Don’t give the dogs any of my muffins,” he teases. 
Zeus gave
up long ago but Achilles is still staring longingly at the muffins.
He moves to
exit the kitchen and my brain resumes full function once he’s out of my
personal space. 
“Jonah, wait.” 
He turns,
his hip bones doing that sexy V thing that make my mouth water. 
“I actually
need that recipe back.” My body shifts into panic mode as he regards me warily
with the recipe in his hand. “I’ll type you up a better copy. I need to make a
few adjustments anyway and I can’t remember what website I got that one
from.” 
My heart is
racing and my words are coming out on top of one another.
Jonah’s
expression says I’m acting as crazed as I feel. 
He doesn’t
make a move to give it back. 
“Jonah,
seriously. I need that one. Please.” 
I have no
poker face. I’m practically begging and that is not like me. 
“You need it?” He cocks his head to the side,
amusement dancing in his eyes. 
For a few
seconds, I worry he’s going to pull some big brother crap on me—hold it over my
head and make me jump for it or something. I get enough of that from Mikey and
Tony. I definitely don’t need it from Jonah. 
Thankfully
he just shakes his head and starts to hand it back. 
Until his
eyes catch the writing on the back. 
“What’s
this?” He glances at me then back at the list. “Your Christmas wish list on
here, Rossi?” 
“Give it
back, Jonah. I’m serious.” I can’t breathe. 
I reach for
it and he steps backward. “Hang on a minute. I need to know what to get you for
Christmas.” 
His
eyebrows shoot up as soon as he makes out the words. His lips move as he reads.
I never noticed that before. 
I give
myself a mental slap. I’m losing sight of what’s important here. 
“Adult
toys, lingerie, and law breaking?” Jonah nods appreciatively. “Aren’t you a
busy little elf this holiday season?” 
“Shut up.
My sister-in-law wrote that. She thought it would show you that I deserve the
job.” I sigh heavily. “You’ve had your fun. Now give it back.” 
He hasn’t
made it to number six yet. 
Please, sweet baby Jesus, don’t let him make it
to number six.
“Hang on,”
he says, reaching out and keeping me at arm’s length. “What else have we got
here?” 
“Jonah!” I
make a grab for the list, swiping my hand wildly, hoping to at least tear
it. 
I miss,
catching his towel instead. 
In one
split-second, my entire universe takes a hard left. 
Jonah’s
towel falls and he is naked, holding a piece of paper that suggests I sit on
his face. 
Author Bio
Caisey Quinn is the
bestselling author of over 15 romance novels.



Her books have been both traditionally and independently published and have
ranked in the Amazon Top 10 on half a dozen occasions. Her Neon Dreams series
(HarperCollins – Avon/William Morrow) has been translated into multiple
languages including French and Italian and distributed world-wide.

You can find her living out her very own happily ever after with her husband
and two children in a small town in Alabama.

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