Blog Tour! Grace Between Mercy by S. Ferguson

Because I can’t tell you enough about S. Ferguson and her books!

 

Grace Between Mercy, an all-new dark and gritty romance from S. Ferguson is LIVE!

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Once upon a time, killer recognized killer.

Kella is a hunter. It was the only way to survive on the streets—and it feels good. She’s never met a threat she couldn’t handle. Never stalked prey she couldn’t destroy.

And then she met the big, bad Ron Wolfe.

He rules all the darkest corners of this city. And he doesn’t have any soft spots left for little girls. Any pain in his past became armor long ago.

In a town where everyone is hiding something, the only magic is survival.

Fairytales are for children, and happy endings are lies. Some have to learn to make do with glimmers of hope, shining between grace and mercy.

Excerpt

There’s a knock on the door and I grudgingly slide the shoe back on before slowly rising to my feet.

Ron opens the door before I reach it, walking in and quickly closing it behind him. Despite the fact I’ve been on good behavior since my fight with Jake, he still clearly doesn’t trust me. I awkwardly make my way to him until we’re only a few inches apart. Ron inhales sharply when he gets his first full view of my dress as I stand. He lowers his head and I’m disappointed for a moment, thinking he isn’t as impressed as I wanted him to be. I feel like a stupid little girl playing dress up until I realize he’s still looking. He just wanted to take me in one end to the other. He looks at my feet, giving another sharp exhale before his eyes rise to meet mine. There’s a heat in them that wasn’t there before. I know he can see the same in mine despite my efforts to hide it. He looks powerful tonight. He’s wearing a dark three-piece suit, his cufflinks are covered in diamonds, glinting in the crappy overhead lighting. Everything about him screams dominance.

This is a man in charge. This is the Ron of legends. This man will make your life, or break it.

I can’t help but be drawn to him, moving even closer. You could barely fit a sheet of paper between us now. My heels have made our height almost even, it’s fascinating seeing his face this close when we’re not trying to kill each other for once. He inhales deeply, looking me up and down one more time. I don’t know how much he can see, our close proximity doesn’t give his head much room to lower.

“Ron …”I start to speak, unsure of what I want to say. My eyes plead with him for …something …anything.

“You’re too young for this,”he mumbles, never taking his eyes from mine. “Too young for me.”It’s almost as if he’s talking to himself and not me. I decide to speak anyway.

“I’m not too young to kill a man,”I retort, the side of my mouth rising in a smirk. Despite feeling so out of my depth I can’t control my mouth. I see Ron’s nostrils flare and his pupils dilate in response to my words.

“Now’s really not the fuckin’ time to remind me of that,” he grumbles. Despite his noise of protest, his eyes move to my lips. My breath hitches and suddenly I know I want this. Whatever this is.

“Kiss me,”I order him. My smirk turns into a full-blown smile when I see his eyebrows rise in shock at my words. Ron isn’t a man used to being bossed around.

“Let’s get something straight.” He moves, closing the miniscule distance between us, wrapping an arm around my back. He jerks me up against him, his gaze so intense it takes everything I have to maintain eye contact. I can feel the hard, long length of him against my lower stomach and it makes me shudder.

“When we’re like this,” he kisses me once, lightly across the lips, “when we are anywhere.”He kisses me again, this time longer, just teasing my bottom lip with his tongue. “I give the orders. Now kiss me.”

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Blog Tour! Just cuz I can’t praise this book enough! On Thin Ice by Piper Rayne

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 On Thin Ice, an all-new hilarious and romantic addition to the Bedroom Games Series of standalones from bestselling authors Piper Rayne is available NOW!

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The Winter Games have begun…

I’m the life of the party. A little loud and some buzz kills might say obnoxious, but if you’re around me I guarantee you’ll have a good time.

Unless your name is Demi Harrison.

If that’s the case, you’d act like I’m the devil incarnate and go out of your way to avoid me. Which makes zero sense because at the last Olympic Games I rocked her world.

Whatever though. I need to concentrate on winning gold anyway. I was at the top of the standings coming into the games, but since arriving in Korea I’ve lost my edge.

I was never one for superstitions, but I can’t deny that there’s only one difference between my previous medal winning games, and these ones—her.

I’ve pulled off amazing feats in the past, but getting Demi to agree to sleep with me throughout the games might require divine intervention.

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“What was that?” Demi asks, unzipping her coat.

I lay back down on the bed. “Nothing. I’m here to pay my debt.”

She smiles, the one where her entire mouth opens and shows all her white teeth. The one I don’t get to see nearly enough.

“Yeah, sorry, I was just getting off the hill when you texted me. I have to shower quick. My mom, ugh, she just won’t let me rest for a moment.”

“Pushing you, huh?” Guessing that we won’t be getting down and dirty under the sheets for a while, I sit up and rest my back on her headboard.

She hangs up her jacket and then bends over to take off her boots. God, her ass is on point.

“She expects perfection, you know? Like I get it that she medaled in three Classics and that she’s an excellent skier, but I have coaches. Coaches that are a hell of a lot more patient with me.”

Off go her socks, and then her shirt.

I sit back admiring the strip show she’s giving me without her realizing.

Her thumbs hook into her yoga pants. “I mean, does she think I’m out there trying to fuck up? I’m flying down a hill at seventy miles per hour. I want to say yes, I did that move so I could straddle the line between paralyzation or death. UGH!” She stands there in only her bra and panties. A matching blue set that makes my dick twitch in my pants.

“Your mom just wants you to do well.”

She looks me directly in the eyes, her two hands reaching behind her back and then the blue fabric glides down her arms until she throws it into her hamper. “For her or me?”

Her nipples are hard and ready for me, and my mouth salivates, wanting so badly to lick the budded peaks.

“You. I’m sure it’s for you,” I say when she doesn’t respond.

She shakes her head, her hands sliding her panties down as she steps out of them, throwing them to join her other dirty clothes.

“Come here.” I hold my hand out for her.

She takes the elastic out of her hair, the long reddish strands falling over her freckled shoulders.

“I’m dirty and I probably smell.”

I grab hold of her hand and yank her to me.

“Did you really think you could strip in front of me and I’d just sit here and wait for you to shower?”

Her million-dollar smile warms her face. “You could join me.”

“I was wondering when you’d ask.”

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Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two USA Today Bestselling authors for the price of one. You might be wondering if you know us? Maybe you’ll read our books and figure it out. Maybe you won’t. Does it really matter?

We aren’t trying to stamp ourselves with a top-secret label. We wanted to write without apology. We wanted to not be pigeon-holed into a specific type of story. Everyone has their favorite authors, right? And when you pick up their books, you expect something from them. Whether it’s an alpha male, heavy angst, a happily ever after, there’s something you are absolutely certain the book will contain. Heck, we’re readers, too, we get it!

All that, AND we thought it’d be a helluva lot more fun if we did this writing thing together!

What can we tell you about ourselves? We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We’re both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We’re both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes, quirky heroines that make us laugh, and lots of sexy times. Here’s hoping you do, too!

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Blog Tour Baby! The Wrong Kind of Love by Lexi Ryan

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The Wrong Kind of Love by Lexi Ryan
Publication Date: February 12th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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From New York Times bestseller Lexi Ryan comes a sexy new standalone romance novel about a runaway bride, a single dad who’s sworn off love, and the kind of family secrets that can threaten to break even the deepest bonds.
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You never forget your wedding day. Or the moment your twin sister pukes on your bouquet and confesses she’s pregnant . . . with your fiancé’s baby.

I wanted to get away, to hide until my heart mended. I found myself in a strange town with a mysterious stranger whose talented mouth and hands almost made me forget it was supposed to be my wedding night.

Afraid to go home to face my broken life, I pretend to be my twin so I can take her job in Jackson Harbor caring for a six-year-old girl. Imagine my surprise when I find out my new boss is my mysterious stranger—Dr. Ethan Jackson.

I never meant for Ethan to discover my secrets. I never meant for them to matter. But the longer I work with him and his sweet daughter, the harder I fall, and the clearer it becomes that I’m not the only one carrying a secret that could tear us apart.

Get ready to fall for the boys of Jackson Harbor in Lexi Ryan’s sexy new contemporary romance series. These books can all be read as standalones, but you’ll enjoy reading them as a series! 

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Excerpt:

“Did somebody hurt you?” My gut knots with the question. You can’t save her, Ethan.

“You could say that.”

I step forward. Maybe that’s why she’s here on this impulsive visit to Jackson Harbor. Maybe she’s running from someone, escaping a home that’s not safe. “Do you have somewhere safe to go?”

“It’s not that kind of hurt,” she whispers. She swallows, and her gaze dips to my mouth. “Why are you so sad?”

Because you remind me of Elena. Because I couldn’t walk away from her either. “I’m just worried about you.” I don’t know if I step closer or if gravity pulls me that way, but in a breath, she’s at my fingertips and my thighs brush her knees.

“Will you do me a favor?” she asks, her attention still on my lips.

“What?”

“Will you kiss me?”

“Nic . . .” I wait for the excuses to find their way onto my tongue, but they don’t, and I realize I don’t want an excuse to walk away from her. My whole body is warm and my fingers itch to touch her. The only thing I want is my mouth on hers. I want to taste her joy and sadness. I want to know how it feels to have that body pressed against mine.

I’m silent a beat too long, and she winces. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. It’s not that I don’t want to, but you’re vulnerable.”

“Are you always so noble?”

“If you think my thoughts are noble right now, you’re even more naïve than I feared.” I lean my forehead against hers. Christ. Who am I kidding? She’s asking me to do something I’ve been thinking about since I first laid eyes on her. I couldn’t deny her if I wanted to, and I don’t want to. Not even a little.

I cup her face in my hand and run my thumb along her jaw.

She slides a hand behind my neck. “I like the way you look at me. You make me feel sexy. Wanted.”

“Who made you feel like you weren’t?”

“A mistake.”

“Then he didn’t deserve you.” I lower my mouth to hers, telling myself the kiss will be brief, that I won’t get carried away. But then her other hand joins the first behind my neck, and her breasts press against my chest. Her thighs part, and I step between them in my instinctive need to be closer. A soft moan slips from her lips as our mouths connect.

This girl kisses like she does everything else—with unabashed emotion. She doesn’t hide a thing she’s feeling, and I’m hard even before her mouth opens under mine and our tongues sweep across each other.

I thread one hand into her hair and slide the other up her bare leg, my fingers curling into the flesh of her hip while my thumb strokes her inner thigh. Her skirt is bunched around her waist, and it would be so easy to follow this soft skin up and find her panties. She’s making the sexiest sounds, and I’m dying to touch her, to find out if she’s as turned on as she sounds, but I keep my hand where it is and give her the kiss she asked for. I offer the evidence that she’s sexy and desirable, no matter what some asshole made her think.

The Wrong Kind of Love © 2018 by Lexi Ryan

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Lexi Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of emotional romance that sizzles. A former academic and English professor, Lexi considers herself the luckiest girl around to make a living through storytelling. She loves spending time with her crazy kids, weightlifting, ice cream, swoony heroes, and vodka martinis.

Lexi lives in Indiana with her husband, two children, and a spoiled dog. You can find her at her website: http://www.lexiryan.com

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Blog Tour – Living Out Loud by Staci Hart

 

Living Out Loud, an all-new emotional standalone from Staci Hart is available NOW!

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Bestselling author Staci Hart brings you another installment of the Austen Series, inspired by the works of Jane Austen, with a heartfelt contemporary retelling of Sense and Sensibility.

When Annie Daschle arrives in New York City, the only thing she can control is her list.

Not her father’s death or the loss of her home. Not the hole in her heart or the defective valve that’s dictated so much of her life. But she can put pen to paper to make a list of all the ways she can live out loud, just like her dad would have wanted.

See the city from the top of the Empire State Building: Check.

Eat hot dogs on the steps of The Met: Check.

Get a job at Wasted Words: Check.

What wasn’t on her list: Greg Brandon. And just when she thinks she’s figured out where to put him, everything changes. In the span of a few staggering heartbeats, she finds herself her caught in the middle of something she can’t find her way out of, with no clear answers and no rules.

List or no list, she realizes she can’t control anything at all, not even her heart.

Not the decisions it makes, and not the moment it stops.

Excerpt:

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We chatted as we walked down Fifth to the bike rental station and unlocked one of the blue bicycles. And a little while and one park bench later, we were walking through the park in search of a grassy stretch off the beaten path.

We found what we had been looking for—a space lined with trees, somewhat shielded from the rolling, open knoll by boulders jutting up out of the grass.

“This looks good,” I said, lowering the kickstand before taking off my backpack.

She pulled off her bag, looking nervously at the bike as she took a seat in the grass. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on her cheeks and forehead, her face a little pale.

“You sure you’re okay?” I asked, eyeing her.

She smiled—her favorite way to answer. “It looks worse than it is. Promise.”

I frowned. “Really, maybe the bike is too much. Maybe we can do this after your surgery.”

“Greg, I’m fine. Come sit by me for a minute.”

I kept my arguments to myself and sat next to her.

“The cool air feels so nice,” she said, gathering up her hair and pulling it over one shoulder, exposing her neck.

“When they fix your heart, will you still feel like this?”

“No. I should be able to do anything physical I want within a few weeks of the surgery.”

My brows drew together. “Really? After open-heart surgery?”

“Really. It’s not like a heart transplant or anything. The hardest part of my recovery will be the incision and the fusing of my sternum back together.”

A shudder tickled its way down my spine at the thought of a bone saw opening her rib cage. “What all will they do to your heart?”

“Close the hole, repair my valve. I’ve had open-heart surgery before, but I was too little to remember anything about it. The scar is the only proof that it happened. Well, that and my mother’s stories. But this shouldn’t be too hard on the muscle itself, just some sutures when it’s all said and done. My body will work a lot more efficiently once the surgery is complete—like, immediately. I just have to get through the whole split-ribs thing,” she said with a little smirk. “All right, I feel better. Are you ready?”

She looked better. Her cheeks and lips were tinged with color, and the waxy quality her skin had taken on was gone.

“Ready when you are.”

We got to our feet, and I stepped to the bike to lower the seat. Once it was down, I waved her over.

“Come here and see if this works.”

She climbed on cautiously, her feet on the ground and her hands gripping the handlebars. The seat was probably too low, but I figured it’d be better for her center of gravity—plus she could stop herself easier if she tipped.

“Okay,” I started, one hand on the back seat and my other on the handlebar next to her hand, “I’m gonna hang on and hold you steady while you pedal.”

She shot me a worried glance. “And if I fall?”

“You get up and try again.”

She laughed, not looking convinced.

“Don’t worry; you’re not going to hurt yourself on the grass, but I’m not going to let you fall. I’ve got you, okay?”

With a deep breath, she nodded once. “Okay.”

“All right. Put your feet on the pedals.” My grip tightened when the balance was all on me. “Ready?”

“Ready,” she echoed with determination.

“Now, pedal.”

She did, moving us both forward, the bike only wobbling a little bit under her.

“Good, let’s go to that tree. Just keep it slow like this.”

Her tongue poked out of her lips, her hands white-knuckled on the handlebars until she got to the tree. And when she smiled, it was with more confidence.

“I did it!”

I laughed. “You did. Come on, let’s go back. Ready?”

She nodded, and we took off again. This time, she wobbled a little less, speeding up until I had to trot next to her to keep up.

When we stopped at our backpacks, she cheered. “Again!”

“All right,” I said on a chuckle. “I’m just gonna hang on to the back this time. And…go.”

I did just that, my hands on the back of the seat, the handlebars swerving a little but nothing she couldn’t correct. And then I let go.

She didn’t notice, wholly focused on staying upright, and I kept jogging, pulling up beside her. When she glanced over, I held my hands up in the air and wiggled my fingers.

Her face opened up with joy, and a whoop passed her lips—just before she swerved into me.

A string of expletives hissed out of me as I tried to grab her, but it was too late. She tumbled into me, bike and all, taking us down to the cold grass.

Annie was lying on top of me, her hair tossed across her face. The ground was cold and damp under me, and the handlebar of the bike was jammed into my ribs, but I barely even noticed. Not with Annie sprawled out across my body, her green eyes sparkling and her laughter ringing in my ears.

My own laughter met hers like an old friend.

“Are you okay?” I asked, sweeping her hair out of her face to tuck it behind her ear.

She flushed but made no move to pull away from me. “I’m fine. Are you okay?”

“I’ll live.”

We watched each other for a moment through the rise and fall of my chest, the movement carrying her like a rocking ship. And then she giggled again, climbing off me before reaching for the bike.

It was then that I began to fully comprehend the depth of the trouble I’d found myself in.

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Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life — a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can’t forget that. She’s also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She’s been a wife, though she’s certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She’s also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she’s been drinking whiskey.

From roots in Houston to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.

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Blog Tour – Icing on the Cake by Ann Marie Walker

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 Icing on the Cake

by Ann Marie Walker
Publication Date: January 30, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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Notting Hill meets The Prince & Me in Icing on the Cake, the second standalone laugh-out-loud romance in Ann Marie Walker’s Wild Wedding series

Cassandra Miller doesn’t have time for men. She’s far too busy trying to open a cupcake shop with her silent partner and best friend, not to mention catering her brother’s wedding. And let’s face it, it’s not like Prince Charming is going to stroll into the bakery and sweep her off her feet.

Henry has been a prince his entire life but for one wild wedding he wants to be nothing more than an “Average Joe”, or in this instance, “Average Hank”. However, when a case of mistaken identity and a batch of burned cupcakes ends in a night of passion, Cassie and Hank must decide if theirs is a recipe for disaster or the makings of true romance.

About Ann Marie Walker

Ann Marie Walker writes steamy books about sexy boys. She’s a fan of fancy cocktails, anything chocolate, and 80s rom-coms. Her super power is connecting any situation to an episode of Friends and she thinks all coffee cups should be the size of a bowl. If it’s December she can be found watching Love Actually but the rest of the year you can find her at AnnMarieWalker.com where she would be happy to talk to you about alpha males, lemon drop martinis or supermodel David Gandy. Ann Marie attended the University of Notre Dame and currently lives in Chicago.

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Release Blitz/Review – I Wanna Text You Up by Teagan Hunter

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Title: I Wanna Text You Up
Author: Teagan Hunter
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: February 1, 2018 
When I put up a ROOMMATE WANTED poster, he was the last person on earth I thought would respond.
He was also the last person on earth I’d agree to let live with me…on purpose.
But, here we are—roommates. I’m certain we can coexist without it being awkward, and I’m determined to make it work. There will be no sexual tension building with each accidental touch, no flutters when he wears that stupid backward baseball cap, and definitely no flirting when we text back and forth.
Caleb Mills can’t be the guy for me. He’s my best friend’s ex-boyfriend.
And that would be wrong…right?

 

 

“I Wanna Text You Up was an incredibly sweet, sexy, hilarious, and highly entertaining standalone romantic comedy, and I absolutely loved it!” – Julia – *The Romance Bibliophile*

“I Wanna Text You Up was a sweet, sexy and hilariously laughable romantic comedy.” – Aurora *Whoo Gives A Hoot*

“Ms. Hunter definitely has a way with words and has easily become one of my favorite authors!” – Amanda Mann *Rabid Readers Book Blog*


 

By day I’m a freelance cover designer. By every other free moment, a writer. I’m a Missouri raised gal, but I currently live in North Carolina with my US Marine husband where I spend my days begging him for a cat. I survive off coffee, pizza, and sarcasm. When I’m not writing, you can find me binge-watching various TV shows, especially Supernatural and One Tree Hill. I like cold weather, buy more paperbacks than I’ll ever read, and I never say no to brownies.

 

 

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My Review……

This is the first book I have read by Teagan Hunter, but it won’t be my last!

This book is a perfect example of what a romantic comedy should be! I love any book that makes me laugh out loud and then add romance and BAM! I am hooked!

This story of Zoe and Caleb is such a fun journey!  Their texting is hilarious and their in person interactions are even better!

Zoe is my kind of gal! She is her own person with her own needs and wants and isn’t afraid to tell it like it is! I love the fact that she is a well adjusted adopted gal and you are swamped with a sad backstory about it! She loves her family and they love her! I like the fact that she sticks with the “Girl Code” until she can talk to her best friend and get the closure she needs to move on with her relationship with Caleb.

Oh my me, Caleb…Such a charmer! It really moved me how he tried to keep bring his family into a better place and they just used and abused him.  He and Zoe had the perfect relationship.

This story is fast paced, romantic and a bit steamy but it doesn’t go overboard, I like how it focused on the getting to know each other and taking their time until they moved to the physical! Sometimes you need that slow build up, or anticipation as Caleb said.

Thank you for your words! I can’t wait to go back and read about Delia and Zach!

Release Boost/Review – Awkward by Lily Kate

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Title: Awkward.
Author: Lily Kate
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: January 30, 2018
Blurb
Ladies,
I know how things
look from the outside. I’m rich. I’m a successful surgeon. I’m handsome. I
should have women lining up from here to New Jersey clawing for space in my
bed, but there’s one huge catch.
I’m f*cking
awkward.
Every time I get a
date, I spoil it. Asked if she’s pregnant? Check. Forgot her name? Check.
Bought a meat lover’s pizza for my vegan girlfriend? Check, check, check.
This is why my best
friend, romance fanatic Allie Jenkins, has declared that she’s swooping in to
save the day. She’s prepared a list of required reading straight from The
Ripped Bodice, and I’m supposed to take notes, learn from the best, and put
that shit into action. After all, practice makes perfect, right? 
Wrong. 

 

 

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Author Bio
USA TODAY bestselling author Lily Kate works a pretttttty
boring day job and writes books filled with heat, heart, and humor by night.
Her debut novel, Delivery Girl, landed instantly on the USA TODAY list, thanks
to all of her fabulous readers! 🙂 
When she’s not writing books, you may find her watching
Christmas movies before Thanksgiving, eating whipped cream from the can, or
hanging out with her family.
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My Review…

This is the first story I have read by Lily Kate, however it won’t be my last!

Awkward was a fantastic story!

This story of Jack Darcy (as a huge Jane Austen fan, I loved this!) and Allie Jenkins is the perfect friends to lovers story!

Allie is a phenomenal heroine! She is quirky, she is unapologetic (unless she needs to be) and she loves her best friend! She is so funny “I just learned that my best friend, my oldest friend, my Chinese-food-eating-partner-in-crime might be moving to the penis of America. I am allowed a few tears.” She is everything!

Jack is perfection! He is so adorably awkward. He loves his best friend and doesn’t know how to move forward with it! His inner dialogue is funny and sarcastic “Or a thump. You know, something manlier than a flutter. Or maybe it’s heartburn.”

I loved the alternate POV’s and Lily really nails both parts with excellence. This struggle for both Jack and Allie was real, it was honest and it ended beautifully.

I can’t wait to see what Ms. Kate has next for her readers! Thank you for this story! I will be re-reading this one, again and again in the future!