Top 5 Tuesday – November 10th

This weeks top 5 Tuesday is Books we haven’t got to yet this year. I have so many on my tbr and my book shelves. These are the 5 that I am still hoping to get to before the year is over! Top 5 Tuesday was created by Shanah at Bionic Book Worm, and now being hosted by Meeghan reads.

Undercover Bromance by Lyssa Kay Adams – I loved the first book in this series and this one has been sitting on my shelf since it came out. Its on my November TBR so hopefully I get to it this month!

Love Her or Lose Her by Tessa Bailey – Same with this one, I enjoyed the first one and picked up this one when it came out and now it stares at me mockingly on my tbr cart.

The Last Flight by Julie Clark – I keep hearing really good things about this one. It’s waiting at my library for me to pick up so hopefullyI get to it soon.

A Duke, The Lady and A Baby by Vanessa Riley – I won this book over the summer and I really want to read it but for some reason it keeps getting bumped. Here’s hoping I get to it this year.

Bitter Falls by Rachael Caine – I am so sad that she just passed away. I have really enjoyed her books. This is book 4 and it looks like she will have one more in this series coming out next year.

What are some of the books you wanted to read this year, but just haven’t quite gotten to yet?

Until Next Time, Happy Reading!

Book Blitz: It’s Raining Men by Rich Amooi

It’s Raining Men
Rich Amooi
Publication date: November 8th 2020
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance

On a dare, Faith Daniels tosses a coin into the infamous “Fountain of Love” and wishes for the perfect man, laughing it off as the dumbest thing she’s ever done. Like magic, her quiet life turns upside-down when men begin to appear out of nowhere. There’s a doctor, a lawyer, a firefighter, and a swimwear model, for starters. All of them are kind, generous, successful, and drop-dead gorgeous. All of them are interested in Faith. But who is Mr. Right?

A feel-good romance novel about love, friendship, and living life to the fullest!

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Q&A

Do you have a guilty pleasure? Dark chocolate almonds. Five to six each day after lunch.

Who was your first celebrity crush? Farrah Fawcett. I had a poster of her up in my shag-carpeted fort in the rafters of the garage. I even got in a fight with my brother one day when I caught him making out with the poster. I tried to clean it with Windex and ended up erasing Farrah’s mouth.

First car? Lime green 1970 Chevy Nova with polyester seats that stuck to my legs in the summer.

Is there an idea out there that you wish you’d thought of?

Absolutely. These two lines from the movie Airplane!

“Surely, you can’t be serious.”

“I am serious—and don’t call me Shirley.”

Biggest fear? Living without my wife.

What inspires your book ideas?

This may sound crazy but some of my ideas start with just a title. The idea for my fourth novel came to me while in line at Starbucks. A woman reached over and smacked her husband on the arm and said, “Quit being so crotchety.” I smiled and thought Mr. Crotchety would make a great title for a book. Then I brainstormed the story and wrote it.

Caramel, kettle, cheese or regular popcorn? Yes, please.

What’s on your pizza? Pineapple and garlic.

Biggest pet peeve? People who drive fast through residential neighborhoods.

Nickname as a kid? Stitches. Let’s just say I was on a first name basis with the staff at the emergency department.

First author hero? Dr. Seuss

Favorite ’80s artist? Hall & Oates.

Favorite dessert? Betty Crocker super moist yellow cake with chocolate frosting.

What did you want to be when you grew up? A DJ on the radio. I ended up working at some of the top radio stations in Silicon Valley for over thirty-three years. Then my wife encouraged me to take a few creative writing classes at Stanford and here I am writing romantic comedies!

If you were a Disney princess, which one would you be? Did you really just ask me that? Can’t you see how much testosterone I have? It’s just oozing out my pores. I should be offended! I really should be! But I’m not. The answer is Cinderella.

Author Bio:

Rich Amooi is a Taleflick Discovery Winner, Readers’ Favorite Gold Medal Recipient, Holt Medallion Finalist, and the Amazon Bestselling author of 15 romantic comedies, including It’s Not PMS, It’s You, Dying to Meet You, There’s Something About a Cowboy, and Madam Love, Actually. Over 500,000 downloads from readers around the world.

A former radio personality and wedding DJ, Rich now writes romantic comedies full-time in San Diego, California, and is happily married to a kiss monster imported from Spain. Rich believes in public displays of affection, silliness, infinite possibilities, donuts, gratitude, laughter, and happily ever after.

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Book Haul

Hello book friends! During this week of the election I was feeling a little stressed so I went on a thrift store hunt and these are my finds from the first two days!

  • God’s of Jade and Shadow by Silvia Morena- Silvia
  • True-Blue Cowboy by Sara Richardson
  • Honky Tonk Christmas by Carolyn Brown
  • Immortal in Death by J.D. Robb
  • Rapture in Death by J.D. Robb
  • Ceremony in Death by J.D. Robb
  • Romancing Mister Bridgerton (#4) by Julia Quinn
  • When He is Wicked (#6) by Julia Quinn
  • It’s In His Kiss by (#7) Julia Quinn
  • The Other Miss Bridgerton (Prequel) by Julia Quinn

I just love these covers for J.D. Robb’s In Death series

On the third and final day of my hunt I only found two books, but I was pretty happy with both finds!!

  • Party of Two by Jasmine Guillory – My collection for her is now complete!
  • Double Play by Jill Shalvis

Have you picked up any good books lately?

Until Next Time, Happy Reading!

Book Blitz: Wyatt by A.M. Salinger

Wyatt
A.M. Salinger
(Twilight Falls, #4)
Publication date: November 6th 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Wyatt Batista has sworn off love. Can his new friend and business partner make him believe in happy-ever-after?

Having spent most of his adult life lusting after a man who could never be his, Wyatt Batista resolves to steer clear of love. That’s all fine and dandy, until he meets Nathan.

After an accident sends his carefully planned future off course, Nathan Hardy leaves Seattle in search of new horizons and adventures. When his path crosses that of Wyatt, he enters into a business partnership with a man he comes to admire and respect deeply.

But what starts out as friendship soon turns into something neither of them expected. For Wyatt finds himself falling hard for someone who he believes could never return his love once more, while Nathan becomes aware of feelings he never imagined he would harbor toward another man.

Can Nathan convince Wyatt that he is serious about giving their relationship a try? Or will Wyatt run again, fearful to trust and accept a man who wasn’t gay in the first place?

Join Wyatt and Nathan in this delightful fourth installment in Twilight Falls, the new series by the author of the bestselling, contemporary romance series Nights

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EXCERPT:

Two Years Ago.

“Are you sure?”

A faint smile curved Nathan Hardy’s lips as he studied the man across the desk from him. He could tell Cain Sawyer was worried about him despite the frown darkening his rugged face.

“Positive.”

The lines furrowing Cain’s brow deepened. “If you need more time, I’ll talk to the other partners and—”

“You don’t have to do that, Cain. I’ve made up my mind.”

Cain opened his mouth, paused, and released a rueful sigh.

“You always were a stubborn bastard, even when we were in college,” he muttered.

Nathan grinned and climbed to his feet. “And you’ve been a great boss and friend.” A twinge shot down his left thigh. He masked a grimace at the cramp.

Cain rose and escorted him to the elevator. “I’ll call you when I’ve organized a farewell party.”

“You don’t need to do that,” Nathan protested. “I’m the one deserting you guys.”

Cain narrowed his eyes. “You’re having a party, end of story. I’m not letting the best designer in Seattle leave my firm without a proper goodbye.”

Nathan rubbed the back of his neck, conscious of the stares they were attracting. “Alright.”

“And don’t be a stranger when you’re back in town,” Cain said. Nathan startled when the other man pulled him in for a quick hug. “There’ll always be a job here for you if you change your mind.”

Nathan swallowed the sudden lump in his throat.

“Thanks, Cain. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve a friend like you.”

Cain’s eyes gleamed. “If you’re having regrets—”

“I’m not.” Nathan flashed him a remorseful smile. “Not about this.”

He rode the elevator to the first floor, exited the high rise, and paused on the sidewalk. Horns honked on the busy avenue in front of him. Nathan ignored the hustle and bustle of the traffic and the crowd milling around him, and turned to gaze at the building he’d just walked out of.

This is it. I’m officially out of a job.

That thought should have scared the living daylights out of him. Except it didn’t. Not much did these days.

Well, they do say nearly dying does that to people.

His leg throbbed again, reminding him of the reason why he’d just quit the dream job he’d worked so hard for over the years. Nathan clenched his teeth and massaged his stiff thigh muscles. He hadn’t fully stretched this morning after his run. He waited until the spasm passed, raised his face to the hazy blue sky, and took a deep breath.

Today was the start of the rest of his life.

He turned right and headed down the avenue. By the time he’d walked the two miles to his apartment building, his limp had become more evident.

Lisa would kill me if she saw me right now.

The thought of the bubbly and energetic physical therapist brought a smile to Nathan’s face as he crossed the lobby. Though he hadn’t been the most agreeable patient when they’d first met, Lisa had never given up on him. He knew the reason he could walk and run again was due to her perseverance over the past eight months. His smile faded when he recalled their last appointment the day before.

Who knew she’d cry so much?

A bolt of sadness stabbed through Nathan as he got off the elevator on the tenth floor. Saying goodbye to his old life was proving to be much harder than he’d thought it’d be.

He inserted his key in the door of his condo and paused.

It was already unlocked.

There were only two people beside him who had keys to his apartment. His former fiancée Melissa Klein and his brother Dean.

The smell of camellias greeted him when he entered the condo.

Nathan sighed and made a mental note to berate his brother. Dean had obviously told Melissa he was going into the office to hand in his letter of resignation. She would never have come over if she’d known he’d be there otherwise.

He found her on her knees in the bedroom, with her head buried in the closet. Nathan glanced at the half-stuffed overnight bag on the floor before clearing his throat.

Melissa startled and whirled around. “God!” She pressed a hand to her chest. “You scared the crap out of me!”

The guilt he’d been living with these last few weeks stormed through him all over again when he saw the shadows under her eyes and her pinched lips.

“Sorry.”

They stared at each other in silence, unspoken words swirling in the air between them. It was two months to the day since Nathan had broken off their engagement.

Melissa’s expression grew guarded. “I didn’t know you’d be back so soon. I’ll be out of your hair as fast as I can.”

She turned and started rooting around the closet again.

Nathan hesitated. “Do you want a coffee?”

Melissa stiffened. “No.”

Nathan leaned a shoulder against the doorframe. He felt tired all of a sudden. “You’re not even going to look at me?”

Melissa whipped around, her blonde hair flying around her face and her blue eyes bright with barely suppressed anger.

“What do you want me to look at, Nathan?! You dumped me three weeks before our goddamn wedding!”

Shit.

Nathan clenched his jaw and ran a hand through his hair.

“It was the right thing to do, Mel. I know you don’t believe me right now, but I would have made you miserable.”

A muscle jumped in Melissa’s cheek. “Why? Because you don’t think I would have coped with the reality that you might be crippled?” Her knuckles whitened on the sweatshirt she was holding. “I’m not that shallow, Nathan!”

He walked inside the room and sat on the edge of his bed. Their bed.

“I know you aren’t, Mel. And that’s why I needed to let you go. Because—” He faltered.

Melissa’s throat worked convulsively. “Because what, Nathan?”

Nathan took a shallow breath.

Here goes.

“Because I think I was in love with the idea of being in love with you. As were you.”

Melissa recoiled as if he’d physically slapped her, the color draining from her face. Nathan fisted his hands in his lap.

God, forgive me for being such an asshole.

There were many things he had come to regret since he’d woken up in hospital ten months ago, days after the horrific accident that had taken place on Christmas Eve. He’d been heading home to see his family in Bellevue after completing one of the biggest projects of his career when a truck had slipped on an icy patch of road on the opposite side of the highway and careened across the median and into oncoming traffic.

Nathan was one of a handful of people who had survived the multi-vehicle collision that had claimed six lives that day and three more later in hospital. He was put into a medically induced coma and had three rounds of surgery to fix his ruptured spleen and smashed leg before they woke him up.

It was only when he saw pictures of the accident and the remains of his car that Nathan realized how close to death he’d been. According to his doctors, it was a miracle he wasn’t paralyzed from the waist down after his body was almost crushed in half by the dashboard of his Prius.

The months Nathan had spent in hospital and rehab had made him face some hard truths.

There was more to life than working all the hours God made, however passionate he was about his job.

He wasn’t in love with Melissa.

And he desperately needed a change of pace and scenery.

Dean was the first person he’d admitted these new and terrifying feelings to. Although his younger brother had looked like he was ready to punch his lights out for deciding to dump Melissa weeks before their wedding, he’d been by Nathan’s side when the latter had finally spoken to their parents about his future plans.

Nathan had known that breaking things off with Mel would hit them hard, since she was the daughter of their closest friends. And he’d ready for their angry words and recriminations. But he’d misjudged how traumatic nearly losing their firstborn son had been on Ben and Helen Hardy. Though they’d expressed their disappointment, they’d not shunned him.

Melissa, on the other hand, had not been as forgiving.

Nathan knew ending their engagement was the right thing to do. He didn’t love her, not the way he should love the person he intended to spend the rest of his life with. He’d realized this when he’d seen her for the first time after the accident. It was as if a veil had been lifted from his eyes and he could see everything clearly for the first time in his life.

“Do you really mean that?”

Melissa’s hoarse words brought him back to the present.

Nathan gazed at the woman he had hurt and cursed his old self once more.

“I like you, Mel. A lot. As a friend.” His lips stretched in a thin smile. “As a lover. But I don’t love you the way a husband should love his wife. I know I sound like a callous bastard right now, but trust me when I say that I’m the wrong man for you. You deserve better, Mel. You deserve true love and a happy ever after. You deserve a man who will cherish you for the beautiful person that you are.”

Tears bloomed in Melissa’s eyes. A sob escaped her throat.

Nathan rose and went to her then. As he knelt on the floor of his bedroom and closed his arms around the woman he had wounded so badly with his words and actions, he made a promise to himself.

He had been given a second chance at a life. He doubted the Heavens would give him a stab at true love too. But if they did, if the person he was truly meant to be with ever crossed his path, he would cling on to them and never let them go. And he would treasure them for the rest of his life.

Author Bio:

Ava Marie Salinger is the pen name of an Amazon bestselling author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary romance. In 2018, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side. NIGHTS is the first of several sizzling series featuring sweet, sexy men with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to fight for their hearts. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese. 
 
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ABC Book Challenge: F

Hello Book Friends and happy Sunday!! I have seen this challenge on a few blogs like One Book More and Meeghan Reads and thought it looked like a fun way to talk about some books I read before (and after) I started my blog and also some upcoming books I would like to read that are on my tbr. For the books I pick I will put in parentheses what number it is in a series, if it’s in one and the author.

Books that start with F

  • Faefever (#3) by Karen Marie Moning – Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
  • Fair Game (#3) by Patricia Briggs – Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
  • Fallen (#5) by Karen Slaughter – Thriller
  • Falling for the Highlander (#4) by Lynsay Sands – Historical Romance
  • Fates Edge (#3) by Ilona Andrews – Paranormal Romance
  • Feel’s like Falling by Kristy Woodson Harvey – Contemporary Romance
  • Fence by C.S. Pacat – YA Graphic Novel
  • Firelight (#1) by Kristen Callihan – Fanatsy/Paranormal Romance
  • The Fire’s of Heaven (#5) by Robert Jordan – Fantasy
  • First Grave on the Right by Darynda Jones – Urban Fantasy
  • Fix Her Up (#1) by Tessa Bailey – Contemporary Romance
  • The Flatshare by Beth O’Leary – Contemporary Romance
  • Forever Freed by Kathleen Brooks – Contemporary Romance
  • Foxmask by Juliet Marillier- Fantasy
  • Fumbled (#2) by Alexa Martin – Contemporary Romance
  • Fury’s Kiss (#3) by Karen Chance – Urban Fantasy

Books on my TBR that start with F

  • The Fall of Shane MacKade by Nora Roberts – Romance
  • The Field Guide to Dumb Birds of North America by – Nonfiction
  • Fence (the rest of the series) – YA Graphic Novel
  • Final Girls by Riley Sager – Thriller
  • Fool’ Assassin (#1) by Robin Hobb – Fantasy
  • Forever Wild (#3) by K.A. Tucker – Contemporary Romance

Do we share any of the same memorable books for the letter F? Let me know in the comments below!

Until Next Time, Happy Reading!

Book Blitz: The Hit Mom by K. Marie

The Hit Mom
K. Marie
Publication date: November 7th 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Thriller

The instructions were simple. Transport the package and deliver it on time.

That didn’t happen.

Because of that, Harmony Saxton almost died. Yet, she stared death in the face that day and was miraculously spared.

Now, four years later, she questioned whether she’d truly been spared at all. Because when the devil gave the order that day, staying her life, he also sealed her fate. Harmony was indebted to a monster—trapped in a dangerous world of politics and death, paying the ultimate price for loving the wrong man.

But hadn’t she paid enough for someone else’s sins? Was she meant to be punished for life?

Harmony would rather be dead. Except, she had one very good reason to live, and that was for her son, Teddy.

So then, how would it ultimately end? Did she dare to do the unthinkable to attain her freedom?

Harmony knew there was only one way to ensure her survival. The only question was, would she be able to look the devil in the eye when the time came…or would she shoot him in the back?

The Hit Mom is a gripping, fast-paced story that is guaranteed to take you on a head-spinning journey where danger is always around the corner, and things aren’t always as they seem!

 

*This book is standalone and told in a dual POV.
**Intended for ages 18 and over. Content contains violence, strong language, and sexual situations.

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EXCERPT:

Harmony

 

It was unseasonably warm for late October in southern California, but today seemed a day like any other. The sun shone brightly in the east, while a breeze feathered gently across my skin, carrying with it the earthy perfume of fall.

In the distance, street traffic hummed along at a steady pace, while the occasional tinkle of laughter, or the wail of a cry, pierced the relative quiet around me. But my eyes stayed trained on the figure up ahead.

I moved along the energetic walking path of Edgewater Park carrying a large tote in one hand and clutching a child-sized palm in the other. To the casual observer, I was just one of the crew; another overworked and under-appreciated mom who sought a couple of hours outside the systematic prison that we called home.

Others might’ve judged me as the world’s worst mother, but not those who greeted me with warm, welcoming smiles as I strolled casually by. Here, I belonged. I fit right in with my black well-worn yoga pants, athletic jacket, and three-year-old Nikes.

I was an empathetic creature who gets it. I too, rose each morning to daily complaints from sullen children who lamented the necessity of attending school. I was also a slave to endless loads of laundry, meal preparations, cleaning up after others, and the dreaded car-pool. It felt nice to fit in somewhere—to be an accepted member of a clan I’d secretly termed ‘The League of Martyrs’.

But today, unbeknownst to them, I was probably their worst nightmare.

Yes, it seemed a day like any other. Except for me, it served as yet another test, as well as a grotesque reminder of the high price I’ve had to pay for my very life.

“Can I do it now, mommy?” asked Teddy, impatient to let loose with his new toy. It was a high-tech drone that was far too expensive to have been gifted to a child.

“Just a little further, sweetheart, I promise,” I told the toddler, keeping my eyes on the target.

My son predictably groaned his disapproval.

Up ahead, the man I had been tracking finally slowed to a stop in front of a well-worn park bench. After removing an old hankie from his pants pocket, he wiped the space clean before taking a seat. It was a routine, and the same one I’d seen him perform the past two days.

Every day at precisely noon, Henry L. Weiss; an unethical local politician, took his lunch break in the park located almost two blocks from his office. I looked on as he opened the crinkled brown paper bag that he always carried and pulled out a sandwich of unknown composition.

“Okay Teddy, we can do it here,” I told my son, pointing to a patch of grass about fifteen feet away.

“Yay!” he cheered loudly, running ahead of me.

To the casual observer, we were just a harmless mother and son out enjoying a beautiful day in the park. When in truth, I was likely the most dangerous thing out here.

Because today’s outing served two purposes, an opportunity for Teddy to try out his new toy, as well as the completion of a job for me. Yes, I brought my son to work with me. Don’t judge—you have no idea the shit I’ve been through.

Author Bio:

K. Marie first fell in love with books when a good friend bequeathed her with her very first Harlequin Romance novel. Reading has always been her escape, but writing is her passion. So, it was only natural that she would one day write her own steamy tales of sex, lies, love and redemption.

In her novels, you’ll find gripping stories that are rife with hunky heroes, feisty heroines, an unexpected plot twist, and a little bit of gangster. K. Marie is a self-professed feminist who believes in unabashedly indulging the female fantasy. However, she doesn’t guarantee you’ll always get a happily ever after. Okay, or maybe you will!

K. Marie is a Michigan native. Some of her favorites are coffee, wine, fashion and music. When not writing, she’s hard at work creating beautiful graphics and publications for clients, taking on DIY home projects, spending time with her family, and planning her next vacation.

Looking to connect with K. Marie? You can always find her on Instagram or Facebook.

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Do I Have That Book? Romance Edition

Today I am I doing the Do I have That Book the Romance Edition! I look for books on my shelves that fit the questions. I find a lot of my tags and challenges on Steph’s youtube channel Steph’s Romance Book Talk, so naturally as I was watching this one yesterday I decided to try it out myself. I took pictures of all the books I found on my shelves. I also think I am going to try and do this as a kindle edition and look for books that are on there as well. The original was created by Keeping Tabs: https://youtu.be/e4YnTYrGs48 and was edited by Steph to be more centered on romance books. I will probably also try the original at some point as well.

1. Do you have a traditional, contemporary romance? I actually have a ton of these but went with Crazy Stupid Bromance by Lyssa Kay Adams. I just love this cover so much.

Hoping to get to it this month

2. Do you have a book with 3 or more people on the cover? I couldn’t find a book with more than three people, so I chose The Worst Best Man by Mia Sosa.

5 Stars

3. Do you have a book based on another fictional story? (retellings) I had a few to choose from but went with Mr. Darcy, Vampyre by Amanda Grange which is a Pride and Prejudice retelling.

3 Stars

4. Do you have a book with a title 10 letters long? This one took me awhile but I finally found Family Tree by Susan Wiggs.

Newly added to my TBR

5. Do you have a book with a title that starts and ends with the same letter? I had a few but this was the first one I found, Dr. Strange Beard by Penny Reid.

4 Stars

6. Do you have a Mass Market Romance Paperback book? Yes! I have so many mass markets, I prefer them over hardbacks.

On my TBR shelf

7. Do you have a book written by an author using a pen name? J.D. Robb is a pen name for Nora Roberts. I am loving these older covers of her books!

On my TBR shelf

8. Do you have a book with a character’s name in the title? For this one I went with The Other Miss Bridgerton, which is part of the Bridgerton series. Anyone else excited for the Netfix series?

Newly added to my TBR shelf

9. Do you have a dark romance? I had a few that I would consider dark romance but went with Mine by Katy Evans, this cover would also work for prompt # 12 Abs on cover.

3 Stars

10. Do you have an erotic book? One of my favorites in The Black Dagger Brotherhood series, this one would also be a dark romance.

4 Stars

11. Do you have a Fantasy Romance? I read a lot of fantasy romance! Ilona Andrews is one of my favorites! This book also works for the challenge of title beginning and ending with the same letter.

On my TBR shelf

12. Do you have a book with abs on the cover? Hello!

On my TBR shelf

13. Do you have a sports romance? Sports is one of my favorite subgenres of romance but most are on my kindle. I loved the books I have read so far in Alexa Martin’s football series.

4 Stars

14. Do you have a royalty romance? Yes! This one is about the prince of England and USA’s presidents son!

4 Stars

15. Do you have a book written by an author with the same initials as you? Nora Roberts is backward from my maiden name R N.

On my TBR shelf

16. Do you have a romance anthology? Again I have some on my kindle but this was the most I had in physical form.

4 Stars

17. Do you have a book written by an OG romance author? Pretty sure Debbie Macomber is considered and OG.

On my TBR shelf

18. Do you have a book that was turned into a movie? This is not a movie but it is a Netflix TV show.

On my TBR Shelf

19. Do you have a romantic graphic novel? So this is YA but it’s all about love and these two friends. Its so cute!!!

4 Stars

20. Do you have a book written by 2 or more authors? Christina Lauren is one of my favorite author duos and The Unhoneymooners is one of my favorite books by them.

5 Stars

Until Next Time, Happy Reading!

New Release: The Fall in Love Checklist by Sarah Ready

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Title: The Fall in Love Checklist
Author: Sarah Ready
Genre: Women’s Fiction/Chicklit & Romantic Comedy
Release Date: November 7, 2020


What if you made a list of all the crazy things you’ve dreamed of doing, but have been too scared to try…and then did them? Every. Last. One.

Unassuming, nice-girl Dany has always done what other people expect. She keeps her dreams buried beneath boring cardigans and beige upholstery. Until the day she’s diagnosed with breast cancer, her fiancé dumps her, and she loses everything.

Now Dany is going to do the unexpected – survive and thrive.

She has a ten step checklist and a sexy new landlord determined to tag along. Suddenly, Dany’s life goes from ordinary to wildly unexpected. But when everything turns upside down again, Dany has to decide, is number ten on her list the end or just the beginning?






“I didn’t know the list doing would start so soon,” I say.

It’s the next day and we’re in a booth at Chet’s Bar. The vinyl seats are sticky and cracked. The windows are blacked out. There are peanut shells on the floor. The tangy scent of old beer, cigarette ash and dirty fryer grease permeates the air. The room’s dark and the jukebox plays an old country western favorite. This is as dive as it gets in Stanton. If you’re looking for trouble, or running from trouble, this is where you come. I don’t know which side of the line we fall on. Maybe both.

“I’m hungry,” Dany says. “That’s rare lately. So I’m going with it.” She scans the stained paper menu.

I nod sagely. “What you said earlier…” I pause and consider my words.

“What?”

“Are you really going to…uh, check out in three months?”

She sniffs and sets her menu down. “No. Didn’t you read my list? I’m going to survive and thrive. Starting with a bacon, onion stack, barbeque burger at my new favorite dive bar.”

“So you’re not—”

“I’m going to live,” she says.

“Alright,” I say. But I have this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that if I get too close to her, or fall in love, she won’t.

“What’ll it be?” a hoarse-voiced waitress asks.

We place our orders and in five minutes the food is plopped down in front of us.

“Oh wow. Look at the grease,” Dany says.

I take a bite of my double bacon burger and chew. Yeah, that’s good. “You said you wanted a dive bar. The grease makes it authentic.”

She takes a small bite. Her eyes widen as she swallows. “Oh, that’s good.”

I watch in awe as she wolfs down the burger. Grease runs down her chin. She dabs it away with a paper napkin. Tea party manners for a greasy burger. I smile.

“What’s so funny?” she asks. Her burger’s already gone.

“I like your enthusiasm.”

“I’ve never eaten a bacon, onion stack, barbeque burger before. I liked it. I really, really liked it.” She’s progressed to delicately licking her fingers. I watch, entranced as she places each in her mouth and sucks.

I clear my throat and throw my crumpled napkin in my basket.

“All set?” I ask in a choked voice.

She shakes her head. “I’m getting dessert. Did you know, I haven’t eaten red meat in almost two decades?”

“Really?”

“Red meat is uncouth. Not fit for proper young ladies.”

I wince. “It sounds like you’re reciting instructions from some freaky 1950s debutante instruction manual.”

She gives me a tight-lipped smile, the devil sparking in her eyes. “My life was a freaky 1950s debutante manual.” Cool as a cucumber Dany waves down the waitress. “I’ll have the deep-fried Snicker balls.”

“Side of ice cream?”

“Double scoop.”

She turns back to me. “I love dive bars,” she says.

“You’re drunk on grease and the second-hand fumes of old beer.”

She tilts her head back and laughs. I stare at the column of her neck. It’s smooth where it meets the pearl buttons of her cardigan. I flag down the waitress for an ice water.

A few minutes later, I watch Dany down the bowl of fried sugar. She pops ball after fried ball into her mouth and licks the vanilla ice cream from the spoon. She moans in appreciation.

Dang.

“Want some?” she asks.

“No.” I shake my head.

“You look like you really want some,” she says. She holds out the spoon to me.

I shake my head again. This is the first time in my life I’ve had a hard-on from fried balls. I shift uncomfortably in my seat.

“What’s happening over there?” Dany points to the other end of the bar. There’s a crowd of people cheering.

“That’s Chet’s mechanical bull contest. The longest rider on gets to wear the beer cap crown the rest of the night.” I’m talking to myself. Dany’s already off the bench. She strides to the other side of the bar.

I throw forty dollars on the table and follow her.

Her eyes shine. “I’m doing this,” she says.

Currently, there’s a champion on the bull. She has on hot pants and a midriff shirt showing off her six-pack.

“Really?” I ask.

Dany’s eyes shift to the bull. She bites her lips. Tilts her head. I think she’s going to change her mind. Then she pushes her shoulders back and she mutters under her breath, “You’re doing this, Dany. You’re living.”

When she looks up I can tell she’s decided on the bull.

“I’m signing up,” she says. She points to the emcee holding a clipboard.

After she’s signed in we work our way to the front of the sidelines.

“If I win, I also get a twenty-five dollar cash prize and a bucket of peanuts,” she says.

“Heck, maybe I should sign up too,” I say.

She elbows my side.

I try to hold back a laugh, but can’t.

“Laugh now, buddy. But you won’t be laughing when I don’t share my winnings.” She arches an eyebrow at me. I grin back.

Finally, the pro bull rider is bucked.

The crowd cheers.

The emcee silences them. Then he announces Dany.

“Next up, a virgin rider. We love our virgins here. Miss Dany. She’s here to get bucked with a capital F.” The crowd hoots. “If any of you boys have the school teacher fantasy, you might try our girl after she’s had her bull cherry popped.”

Heck no.

I send a glare around the crowd and let them know she’s not available for bucking with a capital F.

I look at her. Her face is white. Is she losing her confidence?

“You can do this,” she whispers. Then, “Just a minute,” she calls. She hustles over to the jukebox and slides in two quarters. When she turns around a 1980s dance song starts to play.

She winks at me and mouths trouble.

Wow.

The guys in the bar go wild.

She struts over to the bull. She’s nervous, but I don’t think anyone else can tell.

She climbs onto the bull and wraps her legs over the saddle. Her pencil skirt rides up her legs. She has on thigh-high stockings with a dark line up the edge and stiletto heels. I’ve never seen anything more erotic in my life. She rolls up the sleeves of her pink cardigan and sends me a wink.

“Holy shit,” I say.

The emcee turns on the bull.

Her body sways to the bucking. She clenches her thighs and rocks. As the music picks up and the electric guitar and drums play,Dany sends one arm in the air and starts doing the lasso. She sends the imaginary rope to me and mimics pulling me in.

Holy…

The bull enters its beastly bucking stage. This is when most riders get tossed. I can tell Dany isn’t ready for it. Her arms are up and she’s doing, what is that, the sprinkler dance from the eighties?

Oh no.

The mechanical bull bucks.

The guys in the crowd cheer.

You have to give Dany points for class. As she flips through the air, she tucks under and, dang, she makes it look graceful.

“She’s bucked,” yells the emcee.



Sarah Ready writes romantic comedies and women’s fiction, her debut novel is The Fall in Love Checklist. She writes stories about finding love – and all the humor, heart and adventure that entails. Her next book is coming in January, 2021. You can find her online at www.sarahready.com.



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Book Blitz: Booze and Bullets by Melanie Munton

Booze & Bullets
Melanie Munton
(Brooklyn Brothers, #3)
Publication date: November 3rd 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

We are the Rossetti’s.
The exiled “sixth family” of the New York mafia. We’re the good guys.
People don’t fear us…much. They respect us.
The five of us? We’re the Brooklyn Brothers.
And we protect what’s ours.

Lexi Kozlov is a spoiled brat. Rich. Entitled. And unfortunately, she’s now my wife. The marriage is part of a deal I struck with her father…the boss of the Russian mafia. Insane? Maybe. But the payoff could mean millions for my family. Marriage is just a contract anyway. We barely even have to speak to each other. Piece of cake, right?

Wrong.

Lexi is not what I bargained for. Her millions of Instagram followers see her as an international sex symbol, but I’m learning that she’s so much more. I should be relieved that she’s the bachelorette to my bachelor. I shouldn’t want to convince her to turn our fake marriage into a real one.

But when her life is threatened, you better believe I’m going to protect my wife, contract or no contract. Because this sham marriage is the most real thing I’ve ever had in my life.

And I’m not about to let anyone take that away from me.

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EXCERPT:

Nico

Take my mind off the bullshit, baby.

God, she was a fucking vision.

Outlined by orange and yellow radiance.

Silhouetted by fire.

Burnished in flames.

My plan to relieve the tension in my neck had been to guzzle down about three glasses of whiskey, followed by some self-love in the shower later.

Lexi’s idea was exponentially better.

With pink-tinted cheeks, courtesy of her lingering buzz, she gifted me with the most subtly seductive, wildly erotic dance in the history of the world.

If her willowy, feminine figure was carved into marble, like the Venus de Milo, people would come from all over the world just to behold its beauty. The way her curves rolled provocatively brought to mind the ivy that had wrapped itself around the columns at our Rovinj villa. Her petite nipples were clearly outlined through her thin cami, creating a salacious image.

Those will be in my mouth tonight.

She tipped her head back, letting all that shiny blond hair fall around her slender shoulders, a sultry grin gracing her sinful mouth. She swayed to the sounds of violin strings. The melody was maudlin—almost haunting—which only served to heighten the sexual charge energizing the space between us.

“Lose the jeans,” I grated.

I needed to see what delicate material was covering that ass. What had been in contact with her pussy all day, and what now shielded her femininity from me. What would become sodden with her juices, soaked in her scent, if I sucked those distended tips into my mouth. And what I would rip to fucking pieces if I decided to impale her with my cock right here on this chair.

I needed her to show me.

As I wondered whether or not she would obey my command, she seemed to be contemplating the same question. Then, miraculously, her slim fingers slid down her torso and opened her button. Next came the zipper. Then she took her sweet time slipping the painted-on jeans over her hips and down her thighs. As much as I appreciated the sensual way she moved every inch of that body, it was proving torturous to my self-control.

My fingers dug into the armrest. “Get them the fuck off already.”

Her mouth curved, her eyes half-lidded. “You didn’t specify how I should lose the jeans.”

“As fast as goddamn possible.”

She finally stepped out of them and kicked them away. Just like the cami, her microscopic panties were silky with a lace trim. Only these were black as the midnight sky, while her cami was a pretty ivory. Another enigma. On top was guileless innocence. Down below was confident siren.

But in that moment, all of Lexi was wanton and willing.

“Show me your ass,” I demanded. “I want to see how it looks in those little fuck-me panties. Let me see what’s been filling out those jeans so well.”

A coy smile touched the edges of her mouth as she rotated her hips and presented her back to me. As if anticipating my next command, she automatically lifted the cami a couple of inches so I could see everything.

I sucked in a breath. “There it is.”

Her cheeks spilled out the bottom, exposing matching dimples on the undersides that begged for my tongue to lave and my teeth to nip. This woman’s entire backside just needed to be sampled. When she bent over slightly, sticking it up in the air, I was teased with an image of her bent over my pool table, those firm, rounded cheeks cradling my dick as I drove it brutally hard into her.

And the overall shape of it… “It’ll be a perfect fit for my hands,” I murmured. “With those long legs, it’s at just the right height.” For a good, rough pounding.

That prompted her to give it a little shake.

I chuckled darkly.

She had no idea what beastly urges she was provoking inside me. No idea how quickly the tether leashing my restraint could snap if she pushed far and hard enough.

Balancing herself on her toes, like a graceful, naughty ballerina—enigma—she turned back to me. Her skin would be warm from the fire. Bet I could give her goosebumps if I placed my cool lips on the heated flesh of her neck, or the swell of her breasts.

I crooked my finger at her. “Bring that over to me.”

She bit her bottom lip. “What will you do when I get there?”

I chose honesty. “Destroy you.”

Her breath hitched.

My eyebrow went up. “Scared?”

Her sumptuous lips parted. “Intrigued.”

I spread my legs invitingly. “Prove it.”


Author Bio:

Traveler. Reader. Beach-goer. St. Louis Cardinals fan. Pasta-obsessed. North Carolina resident. Sarcastic. Bit of a nerd.
Author of the Cruz Brothers, Possession and Politics, and Timid Souls series, Melanie loves all things romance, comedies and suspense in particular because it’s boring to only stick to one sub-genre! From light-hearted comedies to sexy thrillers, she likes to mix it up, but loves her some strong alpha males and sassy heroines.
Go visit Melanie’s website and sign up for her newsletter to stay updated on release dates, teasers, and other details for all of her projects!

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Let’s Talk Bookish: November 6th

Happy Friday book friends! I just want to say quickly how much I love the bookish community and the distraction it can help provide when the world gets to be too much. So for today’s Let Talk Bookish we will be discussing Romance as a sub plot in books. As I mainly read romances I am totally on board with this! The Let’s Talk Bookish Meme is a weekly meme that is created and hosted by Rukky@EternityBooks and Dani@Literary Lion.

Why do you think romance is the most common subplot? For one I think it’s because it is something that is around in almost everybody’s daily life. I also think its because it can be an easy way to introduce other aspects to the story, like drama and conflict.

Do you think romance subplots take away from the main story, or add to it? It really depends on the story, I am almost always in favor of a romance subplot. I love how Karin Slaughter deals with it in her Will Trent series, its not the main focus but its used to in how the characters deal with different things.

Do you prefer stories without any romance in them? I am of the variety where 99% of the time I want romance in the story in some capacity.

Is romance better as a subplot or as a main plot? Again, I feel like it depends on the type of book. In my fantasy and contemporary I live it to be the main focus but in my thrillers it can be a subplot.

How do you feel about romance as a subplot in books? Let me know in the comments below.

Until Next Time, Happy Reading!