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The Belle and the Beard by Kate Canterbary is now live!

Jasper-Anne Cleary’s guide to salvaging your life when you find yourself publicly humiliated, out of work, and unemployable at 35—not to mention newly single:

1. Run away. Seriously, there’s no shame in disappearing. Go to that rustic old cottage your aunt left you. Look out for the colony of bats and the leaky roof. Oh, and the barrel-chested neighbor with shoulders like the broad side of a barn. Definitely look out for him.
2. Stop wallowing and stay busy. It doesn’t matter whether you know how to bake or fix things around the house. Do it anyway. Dust off your southern hospitality and feed that burly, bearded neighbor some pecan pie.
3. Meet new people. Chat up the grumpy man-bear, pretend to be his girlfriend when his mother puts you two on the spot, agree to go as his date to a big family party. Don’t worry—it’s only temporary.
4. Cry it out. Screwing up your life entitles you to wine, broody-moody music, and uninterrupted sobbing. 
5. Get over it all by getting under someone. Count on your fake boyfriend to deliver some very real action between the sheets. 
6. Move on. The disappearing act, the cottage, the faux beau—none of it can last forever. 

Linden Santillian’s guide to surviving the invasion when a hell-in-heels campaign strategist moves in next door:

1. Do not engage. There is no good reason you should chop her wood, haul her boxes, or pick her apples. 
2. Do not accept gifts, especially not the homemade ones. Disconnect the doorbell, toss your phone over a bridge, hide in the basement if you must, but do not eat her pie. 
3. Do not introduce her to your friends and family. They’ll favor her over you and never let you forget it.
4. Do not intervene when she’s crying on the back porch. Ignore every desire to fix the entire world for her. By no means should you take her into your arms and memorize her peach-sweet curves. 
5. Do not take her to bed, even if it’s just to get her out of your system.
6. Do not, under any circumstances, fall in love with her.

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USA Today Bestseller Kate Canterbary writes smart, steamy contemporary romances loaded with heat, heart, and happy ever afters. Kate lives on the New England coast with her husband and daughter.
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Another stellar story by the talented Ms. Canterbary!

This is the story of the last Santillian triplets and I will honestly say, Ms. Canterbary saved the absolute best for last!

This story of Linden and Jasper-Anne.

One of the millions of reasons I love this author is how she can write such absolutely relatable characters with a class and snarkiness all her own!

Jasper-Anne is a bit of a hot mess. She was a powerhouse in D.C. until a fluke made her run. Straight to the woods where Linden lives!

I could really relate to Jasper’s inner struggle and her turmoil. I could relate to her need to be independent and to rely only on herself. Her job just reinforced the need for that outer shell to stay thick and strong. Underneath beat the heart of a girl that was unfairly shamed growing up and it shaped her into the woman she is today.

Linden, that growly man, he wasn’t sure how to handle the lovely Jasper when they first met. But ever-observant he was able to really “see” her. See past her thick, plastic persona she showed the world. She writes the best growly, grumbly heros!

The dialogue was witty, salty and so wonderfully smexy and smart! Ms. Canterbary has a way of making a reader feel smarter (at least I feel that way) and more worldly. (Again, maybe it’s just me…)

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Earn Your Extra Credit by Meghan Quinn 

Release Date: April 15th

Genre: Romantic Comedy

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“She went home with someone else that night?”

Hearing the disbelief from my best friend’s mouth makes the events of my failed date sting that much more.

I would like to make it known, I have a lot more swagger than what it seems. I don’t normally ask a girl out, have her fail to recognize it’s a date, and then give me a high five–as if I’m her wingman–and take off with someone else.

No. Normally I’m the one taking the girl home but with Stella, it’s been one failed attempt after another and frankly, I’m done trying.

But thanks to my best friend getting married in Hawaii right before the school year starts, I’m stuck on a tropical island, watching Stella parade around in what she claims is a bathing suit.

Unfortunately, that’s not the worst of it, just the tip of the iceberg. Because what I think is going to be a relaxing vacation, avoiding the one girl I can’t seem to make it work with, has turned into a spectacle of being recruited as Stella’s doting fake fiancé so she can save face with an old “friend” from high school.

Now I’m navigating through purgatory while trying not to get turned on by the way she holds my hand or kisses my jaw. It’s all fake, that’s what I keep telling myself, even though it feels entirely too real.


“Do you want to sit next to Stella on the airplane?” Arlo asks.

“What? Fuck, no,” I say while turning up the game so I can hear the announcers over my tedious, wedding-planning best friend.

Arlo snatches the remote from my hand and turns off the TV. The room is silent for a moment before uproarious objections fill the air.

“Gentry is up next,” Gunner, my other best friend and former teammate, complains from next to me. “He’s three for three so far.”

“We need to talk,” Arlo says in that stern, alpha-like voice that won over his fiancée. Little does he know it doesn’t work on me.

I reach for the remote but he swats my hand with a resounding thud, causing me to yank my hand back. “What the actual fuck, man?”

When I decided to have the guys over to my loft, I assumed we’d tear up some wings, drain some brews, and watch the Bobbies game. Never in my wildest fucking dreams would I have pictured Arlo Turner, the grumpy curmudgeon of the Forest Heights English department, to roll in like a beaming bride, holding a wedding planning folder to his chest, and consume the night with questions about what he should wear and if coconut cake is too “Hawaiian-y” for his Maui destination wedding.

But here we are.

“Cut the crap, Romeo.”

“Cut what crap?” I reach over to the coffee table and pick up my almost empty glass of beer.

“I’m not about to have the Bickersons attend my wedding, so what the hell is going on with Stella?”

“Nothing is going on,” I answer, then take a small sip of my beer, making the liquid last so I don’t have to get up for a refill.

Gunner leans in and asks, “If we get to the bottom of the problem, can we turn the TV back on?”

“Yes,” Arlo answers.

“Then it was the baseball game he took her to.”

“Dude,” I say in protest while sitting up on the couch. “What the fuck happened to don’t say anything?”

Gunner unapologetically shrugs. “I really want to watch the Bobbies kill the Rebels in interleague play.”

“What baseball game?” Arlo asks. “Do you mean the game you took her and Cora to?”

“Yup.” Gunner pops a chip in his mouth from the bowl on the coffee table. “Except Cora wasn’t supposed to go. It was supposed to be a daaate,” Gunner drags out.

“You asked Stella out?” Arlo asks, shocked.

“Way to sell me out for a game, you dick.”

Not showing an ounce of remorse, Gunner stands from the couch and takes my glass from me.

“I’ll top you off. You’ll need it.”

Seething, I pass my hand over my head and say, “Yeah, I asked her out. She invited Cora. End of story.”

“That’s not the end of the story,” Gunner says from the kitchen, the open concept of my loft allowing his voice to carry to us easily.

When you think a friend is trustworthy and then they go and shock your fucking nuts right off by divulging everything you told them in secret . . . without even a blink of an eye. Gunner is dead to me.

You’re probably wondering why I didn’t say anything to Arlo about what happened, given he’s one of my best friends, right? It’s simple. Gunner got me drunk and I relished in the comfort of far too many cold beers and a listening ear. If it wasn’t for that, I’d have kept my mouth shut, because the entire incident was fucking humiliating.

Between you and me, I’ve liked Stella Garcia, the Spanish teacher at Forest Heights, for a while now. Far too long actually. I can’t quite pinpoint when it happened, but all I know is over the three years I’ve known her, I’ve been pining after the girl for the majority of the time.

Fucking bold, quick-witted with a sharp tongue, loves sports, shy when it counts. Flat-out gorgeous with her long, wavy brown hair and fascinating green eyes that have a ring of brown around the pupil. She’s had my attention for a while and last year, I decided to finally make a move.

Enough was enough. We shared too many dinners together as friends. She’s pressed her lips to my beer glass without a second thought way too many times. The moment presented itself, I grew a pair, and asked her out to a baseball game knowing she loves watching the sport as much as I do.

But fuck did it backfire.

“What’s the end of the story?” Arlo asks, growing agitated. His patience runs thin, which is surprising, given his profession of educating the youth.

He’s not going to drop it.

Arlo’s relentless when he wants to know something.

Dragging my hand down my face, I say, “It was supposed to be a date.” Gunner sits next to me and hands me my refilled glass, which I gladly take. “She invited Cora. Which was fine. We had a good time, I still sat next to Stella, and we shared jokes even if there was a third wheel. But it was what happened afterwards that—”

“That gutted him,” Gunner finishes for me. When I snap a look at him, he smirks. “That’s what you told me. Just thought I’d help tell the story.”

“I wasn’t gutted.”

Maybe I was a little.

Hell . . . I was humiliated.

Gutted isn’t a strong enough word for what happened.

“What the fuck happened after? Christ. Why are you taking so damn long to get to the point?” Arlo practically growls.

“Go easy on our guy.” Gunner grips my shoulder. “He was embarrassed, man.”

“It’s fine, I’m over it now,” I say in a passive-aggressive tone.

“You’re clearly not if you and Stella can’t even be in the same room together. I don’t want anything ruining this trip for Greer, and your constant arguing with Stella is driving everyone fucking crazy.”

“Great, then I just won’t talk to her. Simple.”

“Just tell him,” Gunner says, nudging me.


Staring down at my beer, I quietly say, “She went home with someone else that night.”

The room falls silent.

They don’t have to react for me to know what they must be thinking. They know I’ve liked Stella for a while. They know I’ve been trying to figure out a way to ask her out.

And this . . . hell, this was an epic fail on my end.

It wouldn’t be as bad if I weren’t already carrying a chip on my shoulder about the way I was forced to twist my life around.

Five years ago, everything changed.

Five years ago, I was stripped of the one thing that brought me life.

A ruptured Achilles tendon ended everything for me.

I never got the chance to appreciate my last game.

I never had the opportunity to sit on the field and say goodbye.

Instead, playing professional baseball was stripped from me and I was forced to fall back on my teaching degree I earned while playing in college.

To say I’m bitter, resentful, and fucking angry . . . yeah, that’s an understatement.

I live with regret daily and harbor more animosity than anyone should.

So, when I took Stella to the game, on a date, hoping to tell her how I feel, and she went home with someone else, it fucking stung.

Do you know what stung more, though?

The fact that she looked right past me and instead went for a rookie on the Bobbies.

Why go out with a washed-up baseball player turned phys ed teacher with a slight limp in his walk, when you can go out with an unmarred professional baseball player?

Yeah. There’s resentment for a reason. She chose the star. That’s who she wants.

That’s who I’ll never be.

And that’s why I plan on staying as far away from Stella Garcia on this trip as I can.

And when we get back to Chicago and the school year starts, everything will go on as planned.

Avoid. Avoid. Avoid.

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My Review…

Nobody does romantic comedy like Meghan Quinn!

This story is a standalone, but also for fans like me, it’s also part of a world that she has created that I absolutely love!

This is Stella and Romero’s story. 

Oh Stella! How I wanted to shake you and tell you to open your eyes! I could empathize with her, both about her parents and about Romero. She was a bit of a hot mess, no heroine is perfect, but she really redeems herself in the end. She could be the cover model for how most of gals feel at one point or another.

Romero, oh my me Romeo, you bring out the big guns in this story! I fell hard for him and his struggles. His crush on Stella was so swoony and I could totally relate to his frustrations.

What I really enjoyed about this story is that it’s not all hearts and flowers, Ms. Quinn brings the angst in this and I was really rooting for Stella to get her groove back and for Romero to stay strong!

This friends to lovers story knocks it out of the park with swoons, steam and humor! All my favorite things in a romance. 


Box Set of The Locker Room, The Dugout, and The Lineup

Genre: Contemporary Romance



The Brentwood Boys have come together in a three book box series. Over 300,000 words of delicious baseball players with a mouth-watering epilogue of where they are now. Marriage? Maybe. Babies? Possibly. Abs? Oh yes, they still have abs.

The Locker Room
Have you heard the rumor around campus about the locker room?

Legend has it if you bring a girl into the sacred after-game domain of the baseball locker room, it will end with a walk down the aisle.

So when the girl I’ve fallen for brushes me off, I start to question if I need to switch my way of thinking. Maybe it’s time I finally hand out a coveted invitation to the locker room.

The only question is, will she accept?

The Dugout
Let me ask you a question:

If someone is vying for your spot on a team and just so happens to injure you during practice, would you believe it was on purpose?

Word around campus is . . . it was no accident.

That injury has cost me everything. Now, I’m a senior fresh off recovery, struggling to find my groove, until the day I run into The Baseball Whisperer, Milly Potter.

Little do we both know, she’s about to become more than just my fairy ballmother.

The Lineup
Want to know a secret?

That boy over there, the one with the spectacular backside, yeah, I first saw him in college, talking to his friends. Tall, broad, sculpted by his many hours in the weight room. His personality was larger than life and I was too shy to approach him.

Now he’s a professional baseball player, I’m a confident CEO, but my crush is still strong. yup, massive crush.
I have a chance at winning a date with him.
Should I enter?


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THE GLASS SLIPPER (Cinderella #3) by K. Webster

Release Date: April 20th


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Betraying the most powerful man in New York wasn’t something I ever envisioned when I first started playing games with Winston Constantine. But he’s engaged in far more dangerous games than ours, and his enemies are out for blood.

Winston has my heart, the Morellis have incriminating photos, and I’m left with nothing except three stepbrothers who want to hurt me and a future in doubt. I knew Winston wouldn’t be my prince charming, but that didn’t stop me from falling for him.

After all, the slippers fit, and I let myself believe I’d be dancing with Winston forever.

Until too much truth comes to light.

Until I realize instead of ruling the board, I was just a pawn.

In the end, I have only one question. When his game with me is over, will I be able to pretend as if the glass slipper wasn’t a perfect fit?




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K Webster is a USA Today Bestselling author. Her titles have claimed many bestseller tags in numerous categories, are translated in multiple languages, and have been adapted into audiobooks. She lives in “Tornado Alley” with her husband, two children, and her baby dog named Blue. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, drinking copious amounts of coffee, and researching aliens.


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The queen of dark and twisty has done it again with the final story in her trilogy based on the Cinderella tale.


Each book will leave you begging for more and this final book wraps up the story of Winston and Ash in true K. Webster fashion.


You get some intrigue, some vengeance and as you come to know from Ms. Webster some truly steamy scenes.


I had fun reading the development of Ash and Winston’s relationship. They both have a dark side and it blends together perfectly on the page.


You gotta admire Winston’s broody alpha-ness and Ash’s brattiness and how that plays out in the pages. This is not your typical hearts and flowers romance. Sometimes you need some dark and dirty. It’s a great twist on a normally happily ever after.


Every time I read a K. Webster story, I know I am going to be shocked, in a good way, and this trilogy and final book does just that!

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MR. SMITHFIELD by Louise Bay

Release Date: April 13th


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Wanted: American nanny for an adorable four-year old. Must be able to handle a moody, brooding, sexy British boss.

I’m a single father, a lawyer and some say the most serious man in London. I’m completely focused on raising my four-year-old daughter.

Since my wife walked out three years ago, the only woman who has ever caught my eye is the strictly off-limits sister-in-law of my best friend, Autumn Lumen.

But temptation is easy to resist because Autumn is only visiting London from Oregon.

Until she moves to London. The nanny quits. And she’s the only woman for the job.

Mr. Smithfield is a stand-alone romance.


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USA Today bestselling author, Louise Bay writes sexy, contemporary romance novels – the kind she likes to read.

Ruined by bonk-busters and sexy mini-series of the eighties Louise loves all things sexy and romantic. There’s not enough of it in real life so she disappears into the fictional worlds in books and films.

Louise loves the rain, the West Wing, London, days when she doesn’t have to wear make-up, being on her own, being with friends, elephants and champagne.

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I really enjoy this series of standalones by Ms. Bay! I love the premise of an American girl finding her way in England. It’s like I learn a bit more about everyday life in England in each book I read!

This is Gabriel and Autumn’s story. 

Gabriel is adjusting to life as a single dad. He has been blindsided by his wife leaving and for the past few years has built up walls around himself and his daughter to make sure nothing will happen again.

Autumn is the nanny, but she is so much more! She is a friend, she is a confidant and she brings life and color to the gray world that Gabriel finds himself living in.

This is the story of how being in love means having to let go, to see if that love is true and lasting.  I admired Autumn’s strength to make the choices she did to ensure that what she wanted in her future was truly what she needed.

The dialogue is witty and fresh, and the secondary characters (which you will recognize if you have read any of her past books) bring a depth and levity to the story when needed.

Visiting England is on my bucket list and Ms. Bay’s stories just make it move up my list just a bit faster!

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From USA Today bestselling author Ava Harrison  comes a gritty, twisted standalone romance.

Matteo Amante.

Dangerous. Deadly. And most of all, devastating.

He’s the king of the city.
Running the mafia and ruling the East Coast.

He’s at war with his cousin, and I am the casualty.

There is nothing Matteo won’t do to win.
He’ll burn everything down to the ground, my hopes and dreams included.

He’s no hero.
He’s the handsome devil who will probably kill me in the end.

Falling in love with the enemy can destroy me, especially when he is my husband . . .

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Full of mystery and intrigue with a healthy dose of steaminess this newest story from Ms. Harrison is going to keep you on the edge of your seat!

This is the story of Matteo and Viviana and their whirlwind of a relationship. 

Matteo is the boss, he is ruthless, unmerciful and direct. He is the ultimate alpha. He has no qualms to getting what he wants in any way possible. Even with Viviana he can be a tyrant and I admired Viviana for standing up for herself.

Viviana is a pawn in the world she lives in. She knows it and tries to determine her own fate and future. 

The chemistry between Matteo and Viviana is hotter than hades and burns up the pages.

This story is full of twists and turns, it’s going to keep you guessing until the very end! 

This was a big story, I could have read 10 more chapters about them easily. I didn’t want it to end! It was fantastic seeing past characters make appearances. The world that Ms. Harrison has created is absolutely brilliant, I cannot wait to read more! 

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A woman’s suspicions about her ex-boyfriend become a dangerous obsession in a twisting novel of psychological suspense by Washington Post and Wall Street Journalbestselling author Minka Kent.
Eight years ago, Grace McMullen broke Sutton Whitlock’s heart when she walked away. But it was only to save him from the baggage of her own troubled past. Now all she wants is to make sure he’s okay.
Only everything she learns about him online says otherwise. According to his social media accounts, he placed roots in her hometown, married a look-alike, and even named his daughter Grace. He clearly hasn’t moved on. In fact, it’s creepy. So Grace does what any concerned ex-girlfriend would do: she moves home…and watches him.
But when Grace crosses paths with Sutton’s wife, Campbell, an unexpected friendship develops. Campbell has no idea whom she’s inviting into her life. As the women grow closer, it becomes clear to Grace that Sutton is not the sentimental man she once knew. He seems controlling, unstable, and threatening. And what a broken man like Sutton is capable of, Grace can only imagine. It’s up to her to save Campbell and her baby now—but while she’s been watching them, who’s been watching her?



“So . . . what brings you back?” My father’s tone is pleasant, but his eyes squint as he studies me in the blue-green twilight of early evening.

The truth is complicated.

“Been gone long enough,” I say on a long exhale. “Thought maybe it was time to come home.”


I use the word for his sake. It makes him smile.

While I resided at 372 Magnolia Drive the first ten years of my life, calling it “home” would be a stretch at this point.

His dark eyes turn glassy, and his fingertips twitch at his sides. He wants to hug me, I’m sure, but he knows me too well. At least that part of me.

“Your room’s exactly how you left it,” he says instead of asking more questions. I imagine he’ll space them out, fishing casually for tidbits until he has the whole picture. An investigational paint-by-numbers. “Good to have you back, Grace. I mean that. Stay as long as you need. We’ll catch up whenever you’re ready.”

I thank him before grabbing my roller bag and climbing the winding staircase in the sweeping foyer. Every step rustles an unsettled sensation in my center, but I force it down with tight swallows.

I’m here on a mission, and as soon as it’s over, I’m leaving again.

Stopping at the top of the stairs, I’m greeted by an outdated family portrait—the original McMullens dressed in coordinating navy-blue outfits, the children hand in hand, grinning against the autumnal backdrop of some local state park.

There we are.

Frozen in time.

Blissfully unaware of fate’s cruel plans for us.

We were beautiful together—enviably happy from the outside.

Hashtag blessed.

My attention homes in on my parents, the way my mother gazes up into my father’s handsome face, her golden hair shining in the early evening sunset, his hand cupping the side of her cheek. If I didn’t know better, I’d think their love for one another was equal and balanced.

I trace my fingertips against the burnished-gold frame before pressing it just enough that it tilts, off-center. Noticeable only if you stare too long.

I have no desire to rewrite history, and I have little patience for those who feel the need to do so.

When I reach my old room, I flick on the light and plant myself in the doorway.

My father’s right. It’s exactly how I left it: Dark furniture. Blue walls. Pile of stuffed animals in the corner. Perfectly made bed complete with an ironed coverlet and a million pillows.

Aside from the fresh vacuum tracks in the carpet, no one’s set foot in this room since the last time I was home my senior year of college.

I lock the door and collapse on the bed, digging my phone from my bag and pulling up the Instaface account for my ex from college and staring at his profile picture for the tenth time today—the hundredth time this week. Same coffee-brown hair trimmed neatly into a timeless crew cut. Same hooded, almond-shaped eyes the earthy color of New England in autumn. Same dimples flanking his boyish smile like parentheses. He’s exactly how I remember him, only with a decade of life tacked onto his face. Shallow creases spread across his forehead. A deep line separates his eyebrows. Maybe there’s a little more hollowing beneath his jovial gaze. But other than that, he’s the same as I remember.

I could describe Sutton Whitlock fifty thousand ways, but at the end of the day, I can sum him up in five words: he was a good man.

Eight years ago, I broke his heart—and not because I wanted to.

I had to save him from a lifetime of disappointment.

I had to save him from me.

But a handful of things have come up online recently—things that indicate he’s not okay.

I need to rectify what I’ve done. I need to apologize for hurting him. Explain my reasons. Give him permission to move on, to be happy.

And then I’ll disappear . . . again.

Minka Kent has been crafting stories since before she could scribble her name. With a love of the literary dark and twisted, Minka cut her teeth on Goosebumps and Fear Street, graduated to Stephen King as a teenager, and now counts Gillian Flynn, Chevy Stevens, and Caroline Kepnes amongst her favorite authors and biggest influences. Minka has always been curious about good people who do bad things and loves to explore what happens when larger-than-life characters are placed in fascinating situations.
In her non-writing life, Minka is a thirty-something wife and mother who equally enjoys sunny and rainy days, loves freshly cut hydrangeas, hides behind oversized sunglasses, travels to warmer climates every chance she gets, and bakes sweet treats when the mood strikes (spoiler alert: it’s often).
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My Review…

This newest thriller from Minka Kent is going to keep you guessing until the very end! 

From the beginning you can understand why Grace is the way she is, why she looks for imperfections in the most beautiful things. She is smart and very untrusting, which given her career you can see why. During the story and her journey to try to right the past she feels she has wronged, you see her evolve and realize the truths she thought she had were just half truths and skewed reality.

There is shock value aplenty in this story too, I was bowled over by some of the revelations in this story. Grace will face some challenges and also get some clarity about her past.

Sometimes trying to fix your past isn’t the best thing to do.  Read this story and you will find out why!

Well done Ms. Kent, I can’t wait to see what comes next!

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Title: Off Track
Series: Nashville Fury, Book 2
Author: Chelle Sloan

Contemporary Romance; Sports/football romance; Surprise Baby


First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby carriage.
I have wished for that saying to come true every day of my life.
But that’s not my reality.

Here is my version:
First comes the blind date with an incredibly sexy football coach.
Then comes the friends with benefits that you know is so wrong but you don’t care because it feels so right.
Then comes the unexpected baby carriage.
At least we got one in order.

Except Davis doesn’t want the same things I do.
I want to fall in love.
He says love isn’t for him.
I want a family.
He has made it clear that a family is not on his agenda.

But babies don’t care about your plans. They come when they are ready. Even if you aren’t.
The same can be said about falling in love.


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“What is the opposite of a gentleman?” I ask.

Davis doesn’t answer as the bartender takes that opportunity to take our order. Vodka soda for me. Beer for him. As he’s trying to convince the bartender to put the drinks on Hunter’s tab, I take the opportunity to give him a better look.

His dress shirt is rolled at the sleeves in the way that makes most women, including me, go ga-ga over. His eyes are a fascinating shade of blue that almost looks gray. Then there is his cologne. It’s a combination of a woodsy and manly scent that makes me glad I have to cross my legs in this dress.

“The opposite of a gentleman,” he says, suddenly pulling me away from my unladylike thoughts. “is a man who just meets a woman and can’t stop looking at her legs, or wondering what they would feel like wrapped around him. The opposite of a gentleman is knowing we are here with our friends, but not being able to wait for the time we can leave. The opposite of a gentleman is wondering how I could know you from just a photo and a few words of conversation, but I already know I’m about to kick my friend’s ass for not introducing us sooner.”

I reach for my drink that was just put down in front of me, needing the liquid to cool me down.

What man talks like that? Definitely none I have ever been with. In my quest to find Mr. Right, I have dated douchebags and fuck boys. They tried to talk like Davis just did, but failed epically. Just sending a text saying, “U up?” isn’t the way to lure a woman to bed. Then there were the responsible guys. The ones with 401ks, savings accounts, and square footage with their name on the deed. They definitely never talked like that.

But Davis? Davis knows what he wants. And apparently, right now, he wants me. Sadie might have said he doesn’t take things too seriously, but I’m guessing that doesn’t mean inside the bedroom. Unless he’s a big talker. But judging by the way he’s looking at me right now—with nothing but fire in his eyes—I would bet all the money I have in my bank account that this man can not only talk the talk, but can also walk the walk.

This guy isn’t Mr. Forever. This guy has Mr. One Night written all over him. My dreams of this being my last first date are once again crushed.

“Cat got your tongue, princess?”

I ignore the pet name, not having any clue where he came up with it, and take another healthy sip of my drink as I gather courage for what I’m about to say.

Because I’ve never said it before.

One night.

Maybe one night wouldn’t be so bad? At least this time I know what I’m getting into. There wouldn’t be any surprise when I wake up tomorrow morning and he’s already gone, quicker than the afterglow of what I expect would be a phenomenal orgasm—or three.

And let’s be real, it has been a really long time since anyone has been anywhere near my bed. And definitely not a guy as attractive as Davis. Or with a man who can make my toes curl just with his words.

Yes! This is perfect.

I can’t get hurt if I know what I’m getting myself into. This time, I’m in control. Right?

Well, at least going into it. If the way he’s looking at me right now says anything, I have a feeling he’s going to be in control for most of the night.

And I don’t hate that. Not one bit.

“Not at all,” I say as I lean a little closer to him. “I was just thinking I like the fact you’re not a gentleman. Being a gentleman doesn’t sound nearly as fun.”

He lets out a small laugh. “I’m all about fun.”

“I like the sound of that.”

One night.

No one gets hurt knowing the expectations. What could be the harm in that?


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Nashville Fury – Book 2

Ms. Sloan continues to dazzle us readers with this series! To me she has a unique and fresh “voice” and it really shines in this newest story!

I love the fact that this story, and she fully admits it, was never meant to be! I am always in awe of the talent of writers and when their characters refuse to stop talking to them and demand that their stories be told!

This is the story of Davis and Bethany, secondary characters that were so intriguing that they get a story all their own!

Bethany is a true southern lady. She is fierce when needs be, she knows what she wants and will make no apologies for it! She also knows that walking out of the house without makeup and hair did is just sacrilege! Hee hee! She is a true heroine in this story.

Davis, oh my me! What a swoon-fest he is! Such a charmer. But he has a lot of responsibilities on his plate, and he thinks he knows what he doesn’t need in his life. Boy I love when he gets proven wrong!

There are so many surprises in this story! I could hardly put this book down once I started! The dialogue, the wit and the heart in this story is truly magical! 

Hold on to your hearts! This story of Davis and Bethany is gonna try to steal it away! 

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Ben said he loved me, lusted after me, and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. From the very beginning I was honest with him about my complicated life. He promised me the only thing that mattered was our love. I thought the future was set until…

“Evie, I can’t do us anymore.”

The day Ben walked away was the day my love life went on permanent hiatus. Men were a distraction that I didn’t want or need until…

Tall, dark, and handsome ex-pro-football player, Butler Thompson, entered the picture and interrupted my heart.


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This story, oh my me, this story is one of the best I have read this year! This is the poignant story of Evie and Butler.  This is a romance, sure, but it is also…So. Much. More.

This is the story about the unsung heroes in our midst. Caregivers. This story is a beautifully written story that focuses on what caregivers go through. This really touched my soul. I too am a caregiver, not to the extent of Evie in the story but I could so see myself in some of the pages, what Evie goes through.

I could understand Evie’s hesitance, her vulnerabilities, and her loneliness. I could understand her need to handle everything on her own and I applauded when she finally realized she needed help.  It didn’t make her weaker or less than, it made her stronger

And then let me not forget a huge player in this story, Butler. His patience, his caring and his downright swooniness was inspirational!

Evie’s circle of trust is small, her past has made it so and to see Butler slowly work his way in was beautiful to read. I enjoyed the witty banter between the two of them and their chemistry was magical! 

The flow of this story was perfect and I absolutely loved the flashbacks, it really showed the love between mother and daughter.  

This is story is definitely going in the running for my “Best Reads of 2021” well done Ms. Bailey, it was well worth the wait!

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A sexy, swoony falling-for-the-neighbor standalone romance from #1 New York Times bestselling author Lauren Blakely!

Just my luck – my new next door neighbor is a unicorn.

Yep, the British hottie is clearly a mythical man because – get this – he’s a sexy, witty, charming, big-hearted single dad.

Who, wait for it, wants to find Mrs. Right and get hitched.

He’s a once-in-a-blue-moon kind of man, and it’s a darn shame I’m not on the market. If I were, his accent alone would melt me. Add in the fact that he’s a veterinarian, and my animal-loving heart would be flip flopping.

But my heart’s on the mend. I’m a single parent like him, and raising my teenage daughter is my top priority. Plus, falling for a guy who shares your property line is a line you shouldn’t cross.

Still, I’m an outgoing gal, so I do the neighborly thing and offer to be his dating insider.

Surely, I can help this small town’s most eligible bachelor ever navigate his way through all the fantastic single ladies eager to make his acquaintance.

What could possibly go wrong in helping the dream guy next door find his one true love?

So I set him up on one date, two dates, three dates — and I’m about to find out exactly how dangerous my offer is.









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A #1 New York Times Bestselling, #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling, and #1 Audible Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s sweet, sexy and witty. She also writes red-hot, sexy romance and USA Today bestselling LGBTQ romance. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than 100 times, with more than 50 titles on the USA Today Bestsellers list alone. She’s sold more than 4 million books. She likes dogs, cake and show tunes.

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My Review…

What a fantastic, fast paced story by Ms. Blakely.

Who doesn’t love a swoony accent? Who doesn’t love a romantical man? Who doesn’t love a woman who knows her mind and what she wants? If you answered yes to these questions than this is the book for you!

This is the story of January and Liam. Next door neighbors that become so much more! I absolutely loved the dialogue and the dry humor of this story! I was chuckling right along with the characters as I read.

January is a single mom, knows what she wants and doesn’t want to deviate from the plans she has made. She owns her own business and she doesn’t apologize for dominating in a man’s world. When she meets her new neighbor, sparks fly and plans that seem so solid to her become a bit hazy.  But I admired the fact that she sticks to what she wants when it’s important and not bowing down to meet Liam’s needs.

Liam has come home (by way of NYC and Surrey) to take over his father’s practice. He knows what he wants too, a family for himself and his son. 

Liam and January’s chemistry is so believable and charming and I fell hard for the both of them! 

Another fantastic story from the great and talented mind of Lauren Blakely!

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