Under a Different Sky by Lindsey Iler ~ Blog Tour w/ 4 Star Review, Excerpt & Playlists!

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Title: Under a Different Sky
Author: Lindsey Iler
Series: Hand Over My Heart Duet Book One
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: June 10, 2019

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My life is a mess.

I’m walking around with a black eye. My position on the hockey team is questionable at best, and if that’s not bad enough, I think I’m falling for my dead girlfriend’s best friend.

Every day, it’s a fight to feel alive, and yet, I drink to numb the pain. Everyone is standing back, watching me fall apart.

Everyone except Hannah. No matter how many times I push, she’s there to pull me back. She refuses to let me spiral any deeper. And after one kiss—she’s impossible to ignore.

Unfortunately, it seems she and I aren’t the only thing being kept a secret.

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Review

Feels 4
Steam 0
Storyline 4
Overall Rating 4
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Reviewed by Stephanie

Anyone who has ever experienced losing someone you love knows that life is broken into two parts. One part is life with the person you loved and the other is trying desperately to find a new normal after that person is gone. It’s a heartbreaking thing to experience and Nick found that out at the young age of seventeen when his girlfriend Mia died. He is completely lost and deals with his grief in the only way he knows how but that his friends and family do not approve of. He is constantly drinking, fighting and hooking up with random girls. My heart broke for him over and over as he tried to find himself again and deal with life without the one person her thought would be his forever.

“The thing is, there’s nothing left of me for them to take. Mia took it all with her last breath.”

Hannah made a promise to her best friend Mia before she passed away to watch out for Nick and make sure he is ok. Hannah is trying desperately to make good on what she said she would though Nick doesn’t make it easy at all. The thing is Hannah may just be in love with her dead best friend’s boyfriend. After months of them hanging out and trying to help him find his way out of the darkness, it seems he feels the same way.

“I’m going to kiss you, and once I do, everything is going to change.”

I honestly wasn’t sure how I felt at first when these two started to get together so soon after Mia passed away. They both felt the same way too, like maybe people wouldn’t understand so they tried to hide how they felt. It becomes such an emotional roller coaster for them because they have this pull they feel towards one another but they both feel like they are betraying Mia and her memory. I was a big fan of Hannah. She is a force to be reckoned with and Nick was just so lost I was hoping they could help each other find a new normal. As much as I wasn’t sure how I felt at first about them getting together so soon as the story went on and secrets are revealed, I wanted them both to be able to love each other the way they wanted to see that you can’t help who you love. This book kind of ended on a cliffhanger with things up in the air and I can’t wait for the next one to see if Nick and Hannah get the chance they deserve.

“You happened out of nowhere, and I realized I can still feel the way I did. All was not lost when she died. The stars still shine up there, and the earth still spins, and that’s because of you. We’re just under a different sky, Hannah.”

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Excerpt

Her fingers rub against each other like they’re trying to control themselves. Does she want to reach out and touch me? The thought of her being nervous makes me smirk. Her eyes scan up my legs, to my bare chest, and stop on my lips. She bites down on her own, and I can’t help but notice the pink hue on her chest.

She’s losing it. There’s a power in that, an exhilaration that’s hard to ignore. I need to remember to lose the shirt more often.

“I never noticed…” she whispers, moving her hands down to her sides. “I mean, I noticed. I just never…”

“Allowed yourself too long to appreciate it.” I move toward her.

“Right.” Her chest rises and falls rapidly, like she has zero control of herself.

“And what about now? Are you going to allow yourself?” My last step brings me to her feet, and I straddle one leg while standing above her.

Her chin lifts, and her hair skims over her back. “It’s probably not a good idea.”

“Sometimes the bad ideas are the ones that change our lives, Hannah. Let me change everything.” I lean down, inching my lips closer to hers. “I know you said you didn’t want me to kiss you yet, but…”

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About Lindsey Iler

Lindsey Iler is the author of the Our Worlds series. She’s had her feet planted in the state of Michigan since she was born and she still lives there with her husband and four kids.

When she’s not writing, she’s spending time with family and friends, listening to music, and reading.

Lindsey writes mature young adult/new adult romance. She falls in love with every character that pops into her head and is notorious for writing long chapters in her notes on her iPhone.

She finds inspiration from music and the people around her.

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On the Rocks by Kandi Steiner ~ Blog Tour w/ 4 Star Review & Excerpt!

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Noah Becker is nothing but trouble.
That’s what Mama told me when I was a kid, kicking his pew in church and giggling at the games we’d play. It’s what the town said when his father died and the Becker brothers went wild.

And it’s on repeat in my mind the day I walk into the whiskey distillery where he works to buy a wedding gift for my fiancé.

He’s trouble.
Dirty, sweaty, rude trouble.

No matter how many times I repeat it, I can’t escape Noah in our small Tennessee town. And the more I run into him, the more he infuriates me. Because he sees what no one else does.

He sees me—the real me.

The me I’m not sure I’m allowed to be.

I’m Ruby Grace Barnett, the mayor’s daughter. Soon to be a politician’s wife, just like Mama and Daddy always wanted.  Soon to fulfill my family’s legacy, just like I always knew I would.

Until the boy everyone warned me about makes me question everything, like whether the wedding I’m planning is one I even want.

Everyone said Noah Becker was nothing but trouble.

If only I had listened.

A stand-alone, contemporary romance.

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Reviewed by Stephanie

If Noah knew one thing it was the amber liquid gold he grew up with Tennessee. It was part of who he was and part of his family legacy. Whiskey was the one thing he knew and loved until Ruby Grace came back into town.

“She smelled like lavender, like an open field in the heat of summer.”

The last person Ruby thought she’d run into while she was in town was Noah Becker, the boy she used to play silly games with while they sat in the pews at Sunday mass. Yet as soon as she and Noah reconnect you can feel the strong pull between them. Thing is…Ruby is set to be married in six weeks, and the other thing is…Noah doesn’t let that deter him one bit.

“She would be the most amazing wife, but she wouldn’t be mine.”

Noah and Ruby genuinely care for each other and Ruby is struggling with what she wants. She was born and raised to be a politician’s wife and she has never questioned her path until Noah stepped into her life. She has her own hopes and dreams but always put that on the back burner in order to appease her parents and her fiancé. She never thought at the young age of nineteen she’d be getting married and having to leave the college she dreamed of attending since she was sixteen. Noah shows her there’s another way and helps her find who she truly is. He is patient and kind but also doesn’t hold back on making sure she knows he wants her to be his. But will Ruby let her heart decide what it wants or will she do what has always been expected of her and have to say goodbye to the one man she loves?

“If you were mine Ruby Grace, your dreams wouldn’t come second to anything.”

I am a big fan of Kandi Steiner’s writing. She just has this beautiful way with words and makes you fall in love with her characters and their stories. This was a good read and I did enjoy it. It definitely didn’t have as much angst as I was thinking it would. I love me some angst. I loved Noah and Ruby Grace and if you’re in the mood for a quick and light romantic read for the start of summer definitely check this one out.

“The moment our lips touched I knew it was more.”

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Excerpt

I watched from the sidelines as Betty schooled Noah on the final dance scene from the classic movie — and one of her favorites. Noah, bless his heart, took it in stride. He held her hands, spun her gently, even went under water completely to give Betty some sort of “lift” that made her feel like Jennifer Grey.

That was when her smile was the largest — her eyes closed, face cast upward, arms out in the same iconic flight stance that the actress had done.

If I wasn’t laughing so hard, I might have cried at the sentiment.

After a dozen more run throughs, Betty called for a break, and the two of them swam up to the side of the pool where I sat. Betty took the lemonade I offered her, sipping and hollering across the pool at Mr. Buchanan — who was seated under the umbrellas. Noah rested his arms on the concrete edge, crossing them and resting his head on his forearm before he peered up at me through lashes still dripping with water.

His eyes were an endless blue, the light from the pool reflecting off them like a tropical dream.

“Enjoying your entertainment this afternoon, Miss. Barnett?”

I bit my lip against a smile. “Very much so, Mr. Becker. I never knew you were such a great dancer.”

“Oh, you should see me on the actual dance floor. I can two step and waltz and cha cha with the best of them. And don’t even get me started on what happens when ‘Watermelon Crawl’ comes on.”

“I’m sure it’s quite entertaining,” I mused, still dangling my feet in the cool water.

“When do I get to see your dance moves?”

I barked out a laugh at that. “Um, that would be approximately… never.”

“Never?” he asked, popping his head up off his arms with a look of injustice. “But you’ve seen all my moves, now. I show you mine, you show me yours. Isn’t that the deal?”

“I never agreed to that.”

He narrowed his eyes, running his forefinger and thumb over the stubble on his chin before he nodded. “I see…” Then, a wicked gleam came over those blue steel eyes, and before I could so much as scream, his hand wrapped around my wrist, tugging forward until I was off the ledge and under water.

I popped up instantly, not even able to open my eyes against the chlorine yet before I was swinging at him. “Noah!”

He laughed, catching my advances easily and pulling me into him. I blinked several times, shaking the drops from my eyes before I glared up at him.

“You jerk. Mama’s going to kill me for ruining my hair.”

“Mama will live,” he said, and then one arm wrapped around my waist, the other taking my hand in a leading position. “Now, let’s dance, little lady.”

With one pull of my hand and push of my hip, I spun away from him, reeling back in like a yo-yo and falling in line with his steps before I realized what was happening. Surprise ripped through me, brows shooting up to my hairline as he somehow managed to smoothly twirl me around that metaphorical dance floor even with water hitting us waist deep. My feet felt sluggish, the moves slower than if we were in boots on a hardwood floor, but somehow, that made it even more fun.

I laughed and laughed as he danced me around — until he had the bright idea to flip me like a swing dancer. I emerged from the water beating on his chest again, which just made him laugh harder. And when we were breathless, Noah tugged me to the side of the pool again.

“Thank you for the dance,” he said, both of us still breathing heavily as he wrapped his strong, rugged hands around my waist. For a moment, he just held them there, the rough pad of his thumbs smoothing over my exposed hip bones. My smile fell, chest still heaving as my eyes slipped to his lips.

I didn’t know why I looked at them.

I didn’t know why I couldn’t look away.

Noah swallowed, tightening his grip on my hips before he lowered in the water a little and helped push me back up onto the edge of the pool where I’d been seated before. Once I was steady, he released his hold on me, backing away with a distant look in his eyes that I couldn’t decipher before he tore them from me and looked at Betty, instead.

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About Kandi

Kandi Steiner is a bestselling author and whiskey connoisseur living in Tampa, FL. Best known for writing “emotional rollercoaster” stories, she loves bringing flawed characters to life and writing about real, raw romance — in all its forms. No two Kandi Steiner books are the same, and if you’re a lover of angsty, emotional, and inspirational reads, she’s your gal.

An alumna of the University of Central Florida, Kandi graduated with a double major in Creative Writing and Advertising/PR with a minor in Women’s Studies. She started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a diehard hopeless romantic, and likes to highlight all the challenges of love as well as the triumphs.

When Kandi isn’t writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys live music, traveling, anything heavy in carbs, beach days, movie marathons, craft beer, and sweet wine — not necessarily in that order.

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Wicked Games by Vivian Wood & Amelia Wilde ~ Release Blitz w/ Review, Playlist & Excerpt!

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Title: Wicked Games
Authors: Vivian Wood & Amelia Wilde
Genre: New Adult Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 4, 2019 

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A secret society.
A forbidden crush.
And an unsolved murder…

Emily Danes expected the tough classes at Campbell College, one of the most exclusive and prestigious universities in the world. She expected the ivy-covered halls. She expected the money.

She didn’t see Wolf Astor coming.

Obscenely wealthy, socially connected, and heart-stoppingly gorgeous, he’s everything she ever dreamed of in a man.

He’s also a total prick.

But at a place like Campbell College, there’s no escape. Not from Wolf, and not from the secrets hidden behind the graceful facades of the campus.

With every day that passes, she’s drawn deeper into the underbelly of the wealthy and privileged at Campbell: a secret society known as the Skulls & Thorns.

And with a murderer loose on campus, she’s running out of time to escape.

 

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Storyline-3/3.5
Overall Rating-3.5
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Reviewed by Stephanie

The blurb of this book really sucked me in. Promise me secret societies, suspense, hot guys and murder and I am all in. Emily worked her ass off to get into Campbell College and she certainly isn’t going to let Wolf in all his mysterious brooding hotness get in her way of doing what she came to Campbell for. A fresh start and to concentrate on her education. But Emily who is by nature curious is drawn into the mystery surrounding the death of a student that was part of the mysterious Skulls and Bones secret, yet not so secret, society on campus. They’re rich, elite and her new frenemy/these two are superhot for each other. Wolf just happens to be their golden boy leader.

“Alexander Astor, or Wolf, or whatever he is calling himself these days…he is a prick. He may be hot, but I’d do better staying away from guys like him. That much I am sure of.”

Wolf saw something he wasn’t supposed to and now everything he thought to be true feels like a lie buried under the mystery that is Skulls and Bones. His main focus this year? Find out who killed Asher and why. What was not supposed to be his main focus? Emily Danes, the fierce and beautiful pixie haired freshman he just can’t get off his mind.

“I knew there was something about her that called to me the first time I saw her.”

Can the two of them figure out who killed Asher or will the secrets surrounding his death stay within the walls of Rose House? Ok, so I really did enjoy Wolf and Emily’s relationship. They were sweet and definitely had some fantastic chemistry. I will say the first half of the book was a little slow going for me and I struggled with it at times. The second half was a lot better and I liked the whole mystery part but then that ending? Like what was that? It felt very rushed like the author just decided hey, this is it and I feel like it ended without some really important questions answered. It wasn’t really a cliffhanger as I really am not sure there are even more books. It was more of a I’ll just leave you half satisfied here. SO while the second half was better, I obviously was not a fan of the ending. I am interested in reading more from this duo in the future.

“The door of Rose House slams shut with all the finality of the gates of hell slamming shut behind a newly departed soul.”

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EXCERPT

Pulling my two heavy textbooks for this class out of the stack too, I arrange everything nicely. Just as I am getting my brand new pencils ready, I am startled by a loud bang. My desk mate drops his books on the countertop and sits down, looking at me askance.

I startle to realize that it’s the blond Greek god I ran from only yesterday. Tall and broad-shouldered, he wears his black denim and dark blue tee shirt incredibly well. He knows it too, judging by his posture. He perches on his stool and crosses his arms, expectant. Perfectly unkempt sandy blond hair, dark brows spread wide over the darkest blue eyes I’ve ever seen, a patrician nose, two incredible cheekbones, and the most expressive lips…

This guy is fucking hot, excuse my French.

Which are currently smirking at me. I knew hot guys back home in Prineville. Mostly I avoided them, truth be told. But this guy is on another level. He is so dazzling that he could work in television… and bad tv just so happens to be my weakness.

Being around this guy is enough to make me rethink the bright yellow tee shirt dress I am wearing. I want more than anything to tug the hem down and smooth my hands over my black tights, but I don’t.

Instead I blush, fumbling to introduce myself. Sticking my hand straight out and tossing my messy blonde hair back, I try for an authoritative voice. “I’m Emily Danes.”

At the front of the classroom, the professor clears his throat, ready to start talking. My eyes dart to him, but then he reaches for his bunch of tissues again. Glancing back to my partner, I see him eye me up and down in a totally unsubtle way.

At last, he leans forward and shakes my hand. His skin against mine is hot. I bite my lip, refusing to let a little thing like instant animal attraction do me in.

“I’m Wolf,” he says, his voice low and gravelly. He looks me over once more. Then he arches a brow, his smirk deepening. “Did you find all of your panties last night?”

My cheeks instantly go the exact color of a ripe tomato. I lick my lips and frown. What am I supposed to say to that?

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 Vivian Wood

Vivian likes to write about troubled, deeply flawed alpha males and the fiery, kick-ass women who bring them to their knees.

Vivian’s lasting motto in romance is a quote from a favorite song: “Soulmates never die.”

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Amelia Wilde

Amelia Wilde knows what it’s like to be lovestruck, and she writes it into all of her books. Authoress of over sixteen spellbinding romances, she lives in the northern climes of Michigan. It’s very cold, but her sexy husband keeps her very warm.

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Bred by Ginger Scott ~ Blog Tour w/ Review & Excerpt!

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We’re celebrating BRED by Ginger Scott! BRED is a coming-of-age romance inspired by Great Expectations you won’t want to miss!

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Bred by Ginger Scott

Mature Young Adult Contemporary Romance
Release day: May 10, 2019
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A coming-of-age romance inspired by Great Expectations

My life was irrevocably changed the moment I stepped foot inside Elena Alderman’s grand front doors. A lifeless tomb on the edge of Chicago’s South Side, the Alderman home sat in one of the city’s oldest and wealthiest neighborhoods, and Elena Alderman was the queen.

She was also mad.

Not the kind of madness that’s readily apparent. No, her psychopathy was far more surgical—more…insidious. She was surrounded by beautiful things—most notably her grand piano and her adopted son, Henry.

I fell in love with both.

My gift blossomed when my fingers touched her black and white keys. But my life began when I became haunted by the boy. Henry Alderman was a handsome blend of arrogance and seduction, and as we grew up together, I found it more and more impossible to separate him from my thoughts. I envied his life. I imagined how my name—Lily—would look with his. I became his closest friend…and more. I gave him my kiss, locked away his secrets, and loved him even when it was hard to.


But we were just a game. Elena Alderman made the rules. And when she decided to change them, she broke everything.

Almost.

 

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Review

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Overall Rating-3.5
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Reviewed by Stephanie

I have a very well loved copy of Dickens Great Expectations that I was gifted many years ago when I volunteered as a tween at a local hospital and to this day it remains one of my favorite books. I am always excited to read books inspired by classics because come on, who doesn’t love a classic? This book was very loosely based on Great Expectations, while there weren’t an overwhelming amount of similarities, I kind of didn’t mind because I loved that the author took it and made her own. She put some nice twists throughout the book that really fit and kept the story flowing smoothly.

Lily meets Henry when she goes with her aunt to apply for a job at the home of Elena Alderman, a very rich and powerful women who likes to play games with people’s emotions. Henry is Elena’s adopted son and they strike an interesting friendship when her aunt gets hired and Elena offers to help Lily with her piano lessons. Lily and Henry come from different worlds. The Aldermans live a life of abundance and privilege while Lily and her guardians struggle to make ends meet. Yet as the years go on Lily and Henry become closer, much to Elena’s dismay.

“A hypnotic gaze that stops my heart ever so briefly. It skips. I die, just for a breath. I die and I come back.”

Lily and Henry end up at the same elite boarding school and we follow them as they try and navigate through their teen years and feelings towards one another. Lily so obviously loved Henry and puts her heart out there time and time again for him. Henry was raised to guard his heart and to never love another, but how long can Elena be the puppet master pulling at strings with these two? Do they even stand a chance when someone is trying so hard to keep them apart? There is a lot of strength in both Lily and Henry as they try to figure out their place in between all the craziness that is thrown at them. Both started out pretty immature, but hey, they were super young but the growth they did together was tremendous and I loved that they had each other to help them through it all.

“This place is for secrets. And this shall be mine.”

This book started out a little slow. I think that was in part due to how young Lily and Henry were but it did pick up as we get further into it. I liked the dash of darkness in it and the book was a bit twisty and I enjoyed those aspects. I also loved to hate Elena, she was crazy as hell. There was a lot of drama, secrets and betrayal mixed in throughout the story and a good amount of angst. Overall it was a good read and a nice twist on Dickens classic, I enjoyed it.

“I also think maybe…maybe I’m a little in love with Henry Alderman.”

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Excerpt

A coming-of-age love story inspired by Great Expectations

(Copyright Ginger Scott, 2019)

 

“You know this stuff…” he starts, but I interrupt with an emphatic shake of my head. When his fingers splay out over my back I freeze. I follow the path my book takes back to the place it started in front of me as Henry slides it in place, flipping open to the chapter I’m trying to memorize. Knelt down next to me, he leans closer, resting his right arm next to my left one—we are touching.

I swallow. I’m going to fail. I cannot memorize something like the varied historical degrees of differences between a Protestant hell and a Lutheran one while the master of all hotness is sharing a desktop with me. My arm hairs are literally electric, standing up and reaching to plant themselves in his skin. I’ve gone completely primal—my body convinced that I am the gatherer in need of this hunter.

“Look,” he says, leaning in even closer and reaching to flip the pages. I barely register the movement of his thumb under a bold section of words. When his eyes catch mine still stuck on his face, I jump in my seat a little.

“Sorry,” I say, clearing my throat. “I’m just overwhelmed. Maybe a little slow, too, from being in here so long.”

It’s partly true, but I’m also just crushing. Crushing—that’s what Nicki calls it. She rolls her eyes every time she catches me doing it too, then labels it with that word. I crush in the dining area. I crush between classes when Henry pokes my arm with his index finger as we pass in the halls. I crush when I watch him sprint across the lawn every day at three in the afternoon, late for rowing. It’s literally become how I know it’s three o’clock! My body just instinctually glides toward my window at exactly 2:59. Pathetic!

At this point, we should just say that I’m crushed rather than crushing. Crushed and utterly destroyed of all pride.

I am gatherer.
“What you need to do is make up a rhyme. Something that will help you keep all of the key words in your brain so when it comes time to write them down in order, you’ll have them there.”

I draw in my lips and let the acid climb up my throat.

“I don’t even understand that. Ugg, I’m hopeless,” I say, letting my head fall flat against the book. I bounce my forehead there lightly while I eke out a desperate laugh at my own expense.

“You aren’t hopeless.” I feel the warm breath from his chuckle and smell the mint of his gum, and it’s intoxicating enough without his touch, so when the warm hand slides the hair from my cheek I go full hypnosis. His fingers trace my jaw, and my head lifts from the light pressure of his hold. For a moment, I believe in myself just because of the look in his eyes when our stares meet. He’s dead serious—and God, the way he’s looking at me, hair all tousled, smile soft and true, cheeks lifted as if they’re glad to see me.

Like a drunk, I lean closer, my lips parting and ready—my mind imagining everything I’m about to feel—Henry’s mouth on mine, the graze of teeth against my lips, us standing as his arms sweep around my back before his hands rush up my spine into my own messy hair.

None of that happens.

I get an inch away from his mouth, my eyelids fluttering with nerves and uncertainty whether they should close or remain open, and Henry turns a few inches to his left, stiffening and backing away just enough to keep me from making this worse—as if I can make this worse somehow. The rush of heat that coats me isn’t from passion—it’s from humiliation. My eyes remain open just long enough to see the movement in his neck as he clears his throat. His soft smile is replaced with a hard line, drawn under the pity that slants his eyes.

I think I understand hell a little better now. It helps that I’m in it.

“I’m just tired. I…” Why I try to speak, I don’t know.

“It’s fine.” His voice is laced with discomfort. In one blink I erased everything that was easy between us. All because of my damn fantasies.

Fine. That word—so short, so four-lettered. Such a lie. I ruined everything.

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About Ginger Scott

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Ginger Scott is an Amazon-bestselling and Goodreads Choice Award-nominated author of several young and new adult romances, including Waiting on the Sidelines, Going Long, The Hail Mary, Blindness, How We Deal With Gravity, This Is Falling, You and Everything After, The Girl I Was Before, Wild Reckless, Wicked Restless, In Your Dreams, The Hard Count, Hold My Breath, A Boy Like You, A Girl Like Me, Memphis and Cry Baby.

A sucker for a good romance, Ginger’s other passion is sports, and she often blends the two in her stories. (She’s also a sucker for a hot quarterback, catcher, pitcher, point guard…the list goes on.) Ginger has been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at http://www.littlemisswrite.com.

When she’s not writing, the odds are high that she’s somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona Diamondbacks. Ginger lives in Arizona and is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork ’em, Devils).

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Marriage for One by Ella Maise ~ Release Blitz w/ 4 Star Review & Excerpt!

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Marriage for One, an all new contemporary romance by Ella Maise, is Live!

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Note to My Past Self : Do NOT get married to the handsome stranger.

Jack and I, we did everything backward. The day he lured me into his office-which was also the first day we met-he proposed. You’d think a guy who looked like him-a bit cold maybe, but still striking and very unattainable-would only ask the love of his life to marry him, right? You’d think he must be madly in love.

Nope. It was me he asked. A complete stranger who had never even heard of him. A stranger who had been dumped by her fiancé only weeks before. You’d think I’d laugh in his face, call him insane-and a few other names-then walk away as quickly as possible. Well…I did all those things except the walking away part.

It took him only minutes to talk me into a business deal…erm, I mean marriage, and only days for us to officially tie the knot. Happiest day of my life. Magical. Pop the champagne… Not. It was the worst day. Jack Hawthorne was nothing like what I’d imagined for myself.

I blamed him for my lapse in judgment. I blamed his eyes, the ocean blue eyes that looked straight into mine unapologetically, and that frown on his face I had no idea I would become so fascinated with in time.

It wasn’t long after he said I was the biggest mistake of his life that things started to change. No, he still didn’t talk much, but anyone can string a few words together. His actions spoke the loudest to me. And day after day my heart started to get a mind of its own.

One second he was no one. The next he became everything.

One second he was unattainable. The next he seemed to be completely mine.

One second I thought we were in love. The next it was still nothing but a lie.

After all, I was Rose and he was Jack. We were doomed from the very beginning with those names. Did you expect anything else?

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I have read a few books from Ella Maise before and am a big fan of her characters and writing style. I was pretty excited to read this one and glad to say this was another great read. In this book we meet Rose and Jack. No not that Rose and Jack, though they are referenced a few times in the book and I felt the need to rewatch Titanic for the millionth time right after I finished this book. Anyway back to the book, so we meet poor Rose who is basically getting the shaft after her Uncle unexpectedly passes away and the deal she had with him is not one his not so friendly offspring plans to keep. She has invested a ton of time and all of her life savings into making her dream of owning her own coffee shop come true, and just when she thinks that dream is so far out of reach in steps Jack Hawthorne with a crazy as hell offer. Marry him, a complete stranger and her dream can be a reality. Well, kind of. So what’s a girl to do with a sweet proposal like that? Well, marry him of course.

“I was about to be the wife of a man I knew nothing about than what a quick google search had provided.”

So these two enter into their marriage aka business deal and both of them plan to not get too close to the other. It’s apparent right away that Rose is trying to form at least some kind of friendship with Jack but man, he is a grumpy one and has walls up so high it doesn’t seem like anyone will get over them. But soon you see little glimpses here and there that Jack is so much more than a ruggedly sexy, grump ass and he always seems to be there for Rose when she needs him the most. They start to develop a friendship that slowly, very slowly turns to something more.

“His hand was warm as he gently closed his fingers around mine. And my heart…my heart was having some issues.”

I loved Jack and I even could deal with his grumpy demeanor and seeming inability to smile. He was just sexy and sweet and they so belonged together. I loved Rose’s kindness and you could see with her pretty early on that she cared for Jack more than just friendship. This one was definitely a slow build up to get where it was going, but it fit with this story. There was also some drama, ex boyfriends who just won’t stay away and an unexpected illness. I really enjoyed this book and was rooting for all Rose and Jack’s pretending for the sake of their arrangement to turn into something more.

“Somewhere in between all the pretending, I completely fell for you, and I can’t even think of my life without you in it.”

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“Please face each other,” the officiant said, and I followed his instructions like a robot. Feeling numb, I let Jack reach for my other hand, and when his fingers gave mine a tiny squeeze, this time I met his questioning eyes. I swallowed, tried to ignore the little jump my heart gave and offered him a small smile. He was truly striking in a cold, calculating sort of way. I’d be lying if I said my heart hadn’t given a small jump the first time I’d laid eyes on him. Completely involuntarily. He had the strong-and-silent thing down pat. His equally striking blue eyes dipped to my lips and then came back to my eyes. When I felt him slowly push a ring onto my finger, I looked down and saw a beautiful wedding band with a half-circle of round diamonds staring back at me. Surprised, I looked up to meet his eyes, but his attention was on my finger as he gently rolled the ring back and forth with his thumb and index finger. The sensation was as alien as it could get.

“It’s okay,” I whispered when he didn’t stop playing with it. “It’s a little big, but it’s okay.”

He let go of my hand and the ring then looked at me. “I’ll take care of it.”

“There is no need to do that. This is fine.”

I didn’t know if Jack Hawthorne ever smiled. So far—the three whole times I’d seen him—I hadn’t been a witness to it, at least not a genuine smile, but I would have assumed if he was marrying someone he was in love with instead of me, there would at least be a small playful grin on his lips. He didn’t look like the grinning type, but surely there would be a hint of it. Unfortunately, neither one of us was the picture of a happy newlywed couple.

I reached for his hand to put on his wedding band, but call it nerves, clumsiness, or a sign, if you will—before I could even touch his hand, the cheap, thin ring slipped from my shaky fingers and I watched it fly away from me in slow motion. After the surprisingly loud clinking sound it made when it hit the floor, I ran after it, apologizing to no one in particular, and had to drop to my knees so I could save it before it rolled under the ugly orange couch. Although the light blue dress I had chosen to wear was by no means short, I still had to put one of my hands on my butt to cover myself so I wouldn’t flash everyone as I caught the damn thing before I had to crawl on my knees.

“I got it! I got it!” I yelled a little too enthusiastically over my shoulder, holding the ring up as if I had won a trophy. When I saw the unimpressed expressions around me, I felt my cheeks turn a bright shade of red. I dropped my arm, closed my eyes, and released a very long sigh. When I turned around on my knees, I noticed that my ringless, almost husband had made it to my side, already offering his hand to pull me up. After I got back on my feet with his help, I dusted off my dress. Looking up to his face, I belatedly noticed how stiffly he was holding himself—jaw clenched, the muscle tick definitely back.

Had I done something wrong?

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, thoroughly embarrassed, and got a curt nod in response.

The officiant cleared his throat and gave us a small smile. “Shall we continue?”

Before he could drag me back, I discreetly leaned toward my soon-to-be-maybe husband and whispered, “Look, I’m not sure about…you look…” I paused and released another long breath before gathering enough courage to look straight into his eyes. “We don’t have to do this if you’ve changed your mind. Are you sure? And I mean really, really sure you want to go through with this?”

His eyes searched mine as we ignored the other people in the room, and my heart rate picked up as I waited for his answer. As much as I was reluctant to do this, if he’d changed his mind, I’d be screwed six ways to Sunday and we both knew that.

“Let’s get this over with,” he said eventually.

That was all I got.

Lovely.

About Ella

I’m a big dreamer. And that’s how it all started for me, really. Reading and dreaming. I love nothing more than to escape real life to find those very few magical moments in a book. I love how it has the power of stealing your worries away, putting a smile on your face even when smiling is the last thing on your mind. Crushing on fictional characters is also another bonus. Through my words, if I can manage to make even one-person smile, it means I’ve done my job well.

Writing became my world and I can’t imagine myself doing anything other than creating new characters and telling their stories. You know how some things simply makes your heart burst with happiness? A really good book, a puppy, hugging someone you’ve been missing like crazy? That’s what writing does to me. And all the hard work, all the sleepless nights, all the anxiety that comes with publishing…everything is worth it at the end.

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For Lila, Forever by Winter Renshaw ~ Blog Tour w/ Review & Excerpt!

 

The words “For Lila, forever” adorned the front of the envelope in blue ink, the handwriting all too familiar. But it didn’t matter what it said. I didn’t have the heart to open it.

We couldn’t be together.

Not after everything …

Leaving Rose Crossing, Maine was one of the most painful moments of my life—or at least it was until the day I came face-to-face with Thayer Ainsworth again.

After a decade of searching, he’s found me, and he wants to know why I quit my housemaid job and left his family’s island estate without so much as a goodbye. But I’m bound by a devastating secret much bigger than the two of us, and telling him the truth has consequences.

Looking into the eyes of the only man I’ve ever loved, I tell him the only thing I’m allowed to: never contact me again. And when he’s gone, I sit down and finally open his letter.

Only it isn’t a letter at all.

It changes everything.

 

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After the untimely death of her Mom, Lila arrives at Rose Crossing Island in Maine to spend the summer working with her grandparents who are the island caretakers. Right away she is warned to steer clear of Mr. Bertram’s grandsons, Thayer and Westley and they both also receive that warning from their grandfather to leave Lila alone. It’s becomes a challenge for Lila rather quickly when Thayer, the oldest grandson takes an interest in her. The two become close quickly but have to hide their relationship from everyone, especially Howard Bertram who holds so much power and influence over his family. The two still manage to spend a magical summer together filled with laughter, young love and whispered promises.

“Nothing in my life has ever felt so right. The sunlight kisses her with its warmth. And I kiss her again. I’d live in this moment with Lila forever if I could.”

When Thayer returns to the island as soon as his school year ends he discovers Lila and her grandparents vanished. No letter and no idea why she left, Thayer is heartbroken and determined to find Lila, no matter what the cost.

“It doesn’t sound the same without her here. And it sure as hell doesn’t feel the same. I close my eyes and try to get some rest. I’ll look for Lila forever if I have to.”

This story takes us between past and present over a ten year time span. It’s filled with secrets, betrayal and an overwhelming sense of love. Thayer will never give up on finding Lila and once he finally does, she is determined to keep the secret she is bound by. But truths come to light and things aren’t always what they seem. What will happen once the real reason Lila left without so much as a goodbye comes out? I really liked Thayer and how even after all those years he never gave up on the promise he made to Lila, she was his one true love. My like for Lila kind of swayed at parts in the book. I loved how strong she was and I know she had the best intentions, sometimes it was just a little hard to see for a while. If you’re in the mood for a quick read and sweet love story, definitely check this one out.

“I see him. And I see us. And I see our entire life together.”

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“What are you doing in here?” he asks.
I rise from the bed and slide my hands in the back pockets of my cutoff shorts. “I just needed a minute to myself.”
He studies me.
“There are just so many people … everywhere …” I continue.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I shrug. “I … don’t know how to answer that.”
“I’m sorry.” He lifts a hand. “That’s a horrible question and I shouldn’t have asked. Obviously you’re not okay. I mean. You’re okay. But you’ve been through a lot. And … I’m going to shut up now.”
He smiles his perfect, straight, bright white smile and it instantly makes me reciprocate, almost like I have no control over my facial expressions. But it doesn’t stick for long.
“How did you know I was here?” I ask.
“I saw you heading west after breakfast this morning. There’s really nothing on this side of the island except this cottage.”
“Oh. So you came looking for me? Like on purpose?”
He laughs under his breath, an easy, relaxed sort of chuff, like he finds my question adorable.
“I guess so,” he says. “Yeah. Guess I wanted to make sure you didn’t get lost or anything.”
“Appreciate it.” I don’t buy it for one second. “I should probably get back. It’s almost time to prep lunch.”
I squeeze through the doorway and make my way down the hall when I hear him say my name. Nothing else. Just … Lila. Turning back, I see he’s standing still, feet planted, in no rush to go anywhere.
“Yes?” I ask.
“If you ever want to talk …” he clears his throat. “I’m sure you miss your friends. And I know you’re going through a lot right now …”
There’s a gentleness about him, an easiness that I didn’t anticipate. It’s in the smoothness of his voice, the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles. He never talks about himself—even during meals. He’s always asking everyone else what they’re doing or what’s going on in their lives. And it’s plain to see he’s the clear favorite among the three grandchildren. He’s the apple of Howard Bertram’s eye.
And I get it.
So far … he seems like a nice guy—a good person.
I almost wish he wasn’t.
I almost wish he fulfilled every stereotype I conjured up about someone with his name and his background and his family and his privileges.
But now all I feel is guilt and an onset of extreme self-awareness, suddenly second-guessing the placement of my hands or the puffiness of my eyes.
“Does this house have a name?” I ask, changing the subject because I feel another wave of emotions about to wash over me when I think too hard about his unexpected kindness.
“What?”
“You know. Like your house is The Ainsworth,” I say. “And Grandma and Grandpa’s house is The Hilliard. What do you call this one?”
Thayer shrugs before shaking his head. “Nothing. I guess we mostly pretend it doesn’t exist.”
“That’s kind of … sad. Is it weird that I feel sorry for this place?” I half-laugh.
He smirks. “Yeah.”
His on-the-spot honesty makes me respect him that much more.
“Back home, my mom had this friend, and she was always talking about how everything had a soul. People, animals, plants, even inanimate objects. Mom said even if that isn’t true, it doesn’t hurt to treat everything with respect, like it has feelings. I thought they were out of their minds, but I guess a little bit of them rubbed off on me.”
“You think the house’s feelings are hurt?” He scratches at his temple.
“Maybe. Sort of. So what if I do?” I bite my lower lip for a flash of a second. I’m teasing, flirting, and I shouldn’t be.
He doesn’t say anything, which makes this moment as awkward and nerve-wracking as possible. I swear I hear my heart beating in my ears—that, or it’s the whoosh and crash of the ocean outside. I’m too distracted right now to differentiate.
My mom’s crazy friend always talked about auras. I never saw them, never believed in them, but she claimed mine was dark red, which meant I was self-sufficient and able to persevere anything.
She also told me that at my mother’s funeral, so she might have simply been trying to comfort me.
If Thayer had an aura, I bet it would be light blue. The color of the sky. Serene and calm.
“You want to name the house?” he asks.
“What?”
“This cottage.” He glances up at the ceiling. “Give it a name. It can be your house. What’s your last name?”
“Hilliard.” My mother gave me her last name on account of my father abandoning us early into her pregnancy. I never knew his name. Never saw a picture. Only heard a few details, like he was smart and charismatic and successful, but also self-centered and narcissistic. “So obviously there can’t be two Hilliard Cottages.”
“All right. Then we’ll just call it The Lila Cottage.”
I snicker. “That doesn’t quite have the same ring to it as The Ainsworth or The Caldecott.”
“You think?” he asks. “Nah. It sounds fine to me.”
“Would your grandfather be okay with you naming this place without his permission? I’m getting major control-freak vibes from him.”
Shit.
I need to shut my mouth before I get myself in trouble.
Sure, Thayer’s easy to talk to and he seems like a reasonable person, but I literally just insulted his grandfather—my boss.
My cheeks flush with a burning warmth and I glance down for a moment.
“He is absolutely a control freak, and we don’t have to tell him. It can just be our thing.”
Our thing.
So now we have a thing.
“I used to hide out in here when I was a kid,” he says, looking around. “Westley was always so clingy. Like a shadow. And Whitley was always whining about this or that. And sometimes I just needed space.”
“This is quite the hideaway for a kid. A whole house.”
“Yeah,” he says. “Anyway, if you need a hideaway of your own, you’ve found a good one. But I can’t say I won’t be using it too.”
“We should probably come up with a custody agreement of some kind.” I’m flirting. Again. But I can’t help myself. He’s so damn cute. “Maybe I get weekends? You can have holidays because I’ll likely be working those, so …”
He laughs at me and our gazes lock until our respective smiles fade. There’s a glimmer of something in his eyes … fascination maybe? Curiosity? I don’t know him well enough to tell, but he looks at me in a way that no one else ever has before.
Perhaps I’m a novelty to him.
Or maybe this is what he does. Charms you. Works you until you’re putty in his hands so he can use you until you’re all used up, and then he moves on to the next girl.
“I should probably get back to The Bertram,” I say. “I’m sure Grandma’s wondering where I am.”
“We’re going to watch a movie tonight,” he says. “At Westley and Whitley’s.”
AKA The Caldecott.
“You should come by,” he says.
Yesterday it was the bonfire.
Tonight it’s a movie.
I head to the door, the wood floorboards creaking beneath my quick, soft steps, but before I leave, I turn back to him. “You should probably stop inviting me to hang out.”

Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling author Winter Renshaw is a bona fide daydream believer. She lives somewhere in the middle of the USA and can rarely be seen without her trusty Mead notebook and ultra portable laptop. When she’s not writing, she’s living the American dream with her husband, three kids, and the laziest puggle this side of the Mississippi.

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Dark Night by Emily Goodwin ~ Blog Tour w/ Review & Excerpt!

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Dark of Night by Emily Goodwin

Release Date: April 22nd, 2019

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Dark of Night, a sexy and exciting paranormal romance in the Thorne Hill series by New York Times bestselling author Emily Goodwin.

Everything has a cost.

I never thought the cost of falling in love could be my life. But when the Vampire Council gets reports of increased magical activity in the surrounding areas, they give the order for vampires to kill any witches they come across. I trust Lucas to never hurt me, but he’s not the only vampire in my life, and let’s just say the others aren’t my biggest fans.

While I’m busy trying not to become vampire chow, something dark and powerful is surrounding Thorne Hill, infecting everything—and everyone—that gets in its path. If the darkness gets to the Ley line, then the whole town is doomed.

I won’t go down without a fight, but how can I fight something I can’t even see?

Book two in the Thorne Hill series

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Reviewed by Stephanie

Book two in the Thorne Hill series picks up right where we were left with that huge cliffhanger at the end of book one. Lucas and Callie are busy fighting zombies and demons and whatever else is thrown at them or summoned from the dead. Basically just the typical happenings in Thorne Hill when these two are involved.

In Dark of Night we do get a lot more answers to questions surrounding Callie’s past and why her relationship with her family is the way it is. I will say her so called father and brother are by far my least favorite characters. I’d take the super decayed attic zombie over either of them.

Callie and Lucas are super hot and heavy in this book and are totally in love. And for some reason they felt the need to constantly remind us about it over and over again. Yeah, I know I should give them a break and let them be all lovely dovey, but it grated on my nerves a bit. I honestly found myself skimming through some of those pages as it was a bit overkill for me. Moving on. Callie is still trying to figure out all her powers and why she is different from other witches and Lucas always has her back, because he is great like that. They make a pretty bad ass evil fighting team.

“I’m a witch and you’re a vampire, but I swear to the heavens above we were meant to be.”

Evil is still lurking near the Ley line and trying to go after the witches, so Callie and her friends and Lucas are always prepared to fight. Lucas will do anything to protect the one he loves, but how far is he willing to go and what happens when they break a rule of the Coven? Can they stay together when their relationship is forbidden by some of those closest to them?

“He’s a vampire, I’m human. He won’t age. I’ll get old. He’ll live forever. I’ll die. We love each other, but is love enough?”

This was a really good read, I just personally liked the pace and storyline a bit better in the first book. This one does end on a huge cliffhanger and I was like no, don’t go and do this to me again, Emily Goodwin! Hopefully we won’t have that long to wait for the next book because I need some answers and can’t wait to see what happens next!

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I swallow hard, well aware that Lucas can hear my heart start to race. Inhaling deep, I rest my head against his chest.

“I’ll tell you,” I whisper. “I want you to know. Just don’t…don’t judge me for it.”

“I helped you bury the same body twice. And I didn’t judge you then.”

I laugh, but it’s too high-pitched compared to my normal laugh. I’m nervous, and it’s obvious. “Well, don’t think differently of me then. Specifically, don’t pity me. I can’t stand when people do.”

“I won’t,” he promises. “And if you’re not ready to talk, I can wait. I’ve waited over a thousand years for you, what’s a few more months?”

“I love you.” I tip my head up, looking into his deep blue eyes. “You know that, right?”

“You could prove it with sex.”

This time when I laugh it’s the real thing. Lucas has that way about him. He calms my nerves. Makes me feel safe. Wanted. Loved. He’s everything I could ever want in a partner.

“Now I’m thinking about you naked.” I wiggle my eyebrows. “Do you have to go back to the bar tonight?” Proving my love to him just might take all night. We’re good like that.

“Not tonight.” In one swift movement, he stands and puts me on the desk. “Tonight, I’m all yours.” He pulls the tie on my robe and moves between my legs. I lean back, propping myself up on my elbows. Heat floods through me just by seeing the look in Lucas’s eyes, the one that lets me know he’s going to devour me, drinking from me and fucking me so hard I’m still going to feel it in the morning.

I wrap my legs around him, bringing him closer. Feeling his big cock harden against me always turns me on. Knowing he’s getting hard for me…that I’m the one he wants…

Fangs drawn, he kisses me hard before moving his mouth to my neck. His fangs graze over my skin, causing a shiver to make its way through me. My mouth falls open as a soft moan escapes my lips. My eyes close, and I slide my hands up his back, fingers digging into my skin.

He retracts his fangs and sucks at the skin on my neck, knowing what that sensation does to me. I rake my nails up his back, pressing hard. Even if I were to tear open his skin, he’d heal in seconds.

He pushes me back, sliding the robe down over one shoulder. I bring my arms back, and let the robe slip off. Lucas looks me over and draws his fangs again. He dives back on me with a growl, one hand going to the back of my head, bunching up my hair in his fist. His other hand lands on my thigh and slowly slides up toward my core.

About Emily

Emily Goodwin is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of over a dozen of romantic titles. Emily writes the kind of books she likes to read, and is a sucker for a swoon-worthy bad boy and happily ever afters.

She lives in the midwest with her husband and two daughters. When she’s not writing, you can find her riding her horses, hiking, reading, or drinking wine with friends.

Emily is represented by Julie Gwinn of the Seymour Agency.

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