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NEW RELEASE | MAN CUFFED by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby

Listen up!! A new romantic comedy by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby is live! This hilarious, sweet and beyond fabulous book is waiting in all the digital retailers, but before you run to buy your copy, take a look at my review by scrolling down on this post.

A new stand-alone comedy from the USA Today bestselling duo!

Mac
A good cop can always spot trouble. That’s why my senses started pinging the moment I met the hottie next door. The neighborhood may never be the same. First she confuses me for a male stripper and tries to remove my uniform. (The guys on the force will never let me live that down.) And then there’s the breaking and entering.
I don’t know what to do with her. My libido has a few ideas of its own, though. Bad, bad ideas.

Meg
Hey, I it’s not my fault that Hot Cop’s nightstick gets excited every time we see each other. And I can’t help that someone broke into his apartment.
Fine—that last thing was totally my fault. And I intend to make amends. So when he needs a date for his sister’s wedding, I’m there. This is right up my alley. I’m an actor. By the time it’s over, his entire family will believe we’re a couple.
Even him.

Warning: may cause unrestrained giggling in public. Contains: a bridezilla with a turkey leg, a flash mob, and a growly hero.

Q&A about Man Cuffed!

Q: Is this really a stand-alone?
A: You bet your buns it is!

Q: Who is Meg, anyway? Have we met?
A: Meg is Sadie's flighty sister. You met her briefly in Boy Toy. She was fresh off a bad relationship with a lying liar who lied.

Q: And Mac?
A: You have not had the pleasure of Mac's growly company yet. But you will not be able to resist him.

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My Review:

Sarina and Tanya joined forces once again to create the funniest, sweetest and most romantic story EVER! Ok, maybe I'm biased because I love them so much, but for real, this book is awesome and you all need to read it.

Man Cuffed follows the adventures (and misadventures) of Meg. She's an actress but haven't had a lot of luck in the "hunting jobs" department so we see her at the beginning of the book working as waitress in a bar, where the most closer to acting she gets is dressing up to serve the tables.

It's in that place when she first met our hero. A sexy cop named Mac, whose she confuses with a stripper (and with the detailed description of his fine appearance, I would try to get him out of his clothes too).

So let's say that's not one of her finest moments, but after that she's ready to start a new life and be a better version of herself. What she doesn't know is her neighbor is about to test her resolve (among other things).

Yup, you guessed right. Meg is Mac's new neighbor.

Mac's new and sexy neighbor.

When I said at the beginning of this post that this book was hilarious, sweet and beyond fabulous I wasn't exaggerating because it truly is. Sarina and Tanya had mastered the art to create swoon-worthy male characters, badass female characters and mix them together in a journey any reader can relate with. Their problems are real problems, their fears and hopes could be the same as yours, and while you see them getting their HEA you feel is possible for you to find your own. That's one of the things I love the most about this writing duo.

Can't wait to see to which adventure they will take me next.

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, by Miriam Meza

TEASER TUESDAY | MAN CARD by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby

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In Age gap, Babysitter

EXCERPT REVEAL | BOY TOY by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby

Are you ready?? This book is coming tomorrow, and let me tell you... IT'S AWESOME!! I loved every single page of this story, every character, every joke, every... well, you got it, right?

BOY TOY is part of the Man Hands series, but can be read as standalone. Make sure to reserve your copy, and take a look at the excerpt below!!

A brand new romantic comedy from your favorite snort-laughing duo!

Liam
The moment Sadie Matthews walks through the daycare center door, I feel my world tilt in her direction. Again. I fell for her when I was fourteen, and I’m still not over her. Problem: she still thinks of me as a teen she used to babysit. But I’ve learned a few things about pleasing a woman in the last fifteen years. I can’t wait to show her how good it could be. I need to move quickly before I lose her again. This is more than a game to me, but I still plan to win.

Sadie
I’ve just survived the worst year of my life. As a single mom of twin toddlers, I don’t have time for a man. I barely have time to finish a thought. Who knew that Liam McAllister would grow up to be so devastating? He’s everything my husband was not: tall, built, and willing to have a tea party with my girls.

I can’t possibly get involved with him. He’s too young for me. Too handsome. But he’s so persuasive...

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I messed up. Big time.

These are my thoughts as I rush into the bathroom for the world’s fastest shower. The hot spray of water judges me as I hastily wash Liam off my thighs.

A better mother wouldn’t let this happen. I shouldn’t have a younger lover. If I didn’t, he wouldn’t be so deliciously appealing. I couldn’t lose my mind, wake him up out of a sound sleep to ride him like a pony. And then collapse beside him in peaceful, sated slumber.

Seriously, how did I let that happen?

You know how, my hormones scold me. Because he’s the hottest thing you’ve ever tasted.

Oh yeah. That.

After showering I get dressed at top speed. Poor Liam is currently shouldering all my parental responsibilities. Throwing on yesterday’s sundress, I pause for a moment to pop a birth control pill, because that’s one thing I won’t goof up.

Then I hurry downstairs.

The sight in the kitchen gives me heart palpitations. But not because there’s flour dusting much of the countertop. Rather, it’s the hot, shirtless guy holding my toddler and making a dump truck sound as Amy tips the measuring spoon over a bowl.

“Yes! Well done, little miss,” he says, relieving her of the spoon. “Batter up!” he says, easing her to the floor and catching Kate, who’s trying to climb him like a tree.

Aren’t we all.

Liam easily rests Kate on one of his perfect arms, measures a half teaspoon of baking powder one-handed and then hands the spoon to Kate. “Beep beep beep,” he says, making the sound of a truck backing up. “Look out below!”

Kate dumps the spoonful into the bowl and giggles.

“Awesome. Who wants to add the milk?”

“My do it!” Amy yells.

Boy, I need another minute of alone time to compose myself. Because I love this picture a little too much. I love Liam’s ease with my girls. I love how calm he is at the center of toddler-induced mayhem.

It causes a little pain in my heart as I allow myself one more comparison to my former life. The truth is I never once saw Decker elbows-deep in kitchen chaos with a kid on one arm. Starting breakfast with twins in tow? He was more likely to captain a NASA expedition to Mars than he was to do this simple Saturday morning thing.

I feel like crying for no reason at all. Clearly I’m on some kind of emotional overload. Maybe coffee will help.

Sliding into the kitchen, I go right for the coffee grounds.

“Mama!” Amy says. “Wiam making pancakes.”

“That is amazing,” I say in a wobbly voice. “What a lucky girl you are.”

“Sorry about the mess,” he says, casting a glance in my direction. And I know he doesn’t just mean the flour on the counter, but the bigger mess of waking up naked in my bed.

“You know,” I say with a small sigh. “Messes shouldn’t scare me so much. It’s going to be fine.”

Liam’s smile is so filled with relief, that I now feel like an ogre. This man wants to make pancakes with us on Saturday morning, and I said no to that before? I’m clearly insane.

“Which frying pan should I use?” he asks, casting an eye on the cookware hanging from the rack over the sink.

“Oh, no. You want this.” I pull a double-burner griddle out of a lower cabinet.

“Oooh,” he says. “Mommy has the fancy pancake griddle.”

Kate giggles. She’s gazing at Liam as if he invented fun.

And in my life, I guess he did.

Here’s the tricky thing about being a shrink—sometimes you notice that you’re doing something that’s exactly contrary to the advice you’d give your patients.

I’m having one of those moments right now.

If I had a single mom in my office telling me there was a lovely guy in her life who was kind to her kids—and yet she was giving him the stiff arm? I’d tell her: “Be kind to yourself. Don’t push away the good people in your life, especially if you think you don’t deserve them. Let people surprise you.”

I’m such a hypocrite.

Also, I need caffeine.

Ten minutes later I’m sipping from a mug of coffee, but Liam’s is cooling on the countertop. The man has his hands full right now as he puts pancakes on the griddle with “help” from my daughters.

“How about a few of these?” he asks, holding up a bag of chocolate chips. Meanwhile, Kate waves the spatula around like a ninja. “A guy needs to make smiley faces in his pancakes sometimes.”

Good. Lord. It’s a miracle I’m not just a puddle of my former self right now. This is some serious mommy porn I’m watching. Shirtless guy feeds toddlers before eight a.m. I walk over to the high cabinet where I keep the ramekins. “We could make smiley faces with dried organic currants,” I say, just to be a pain in the ass.

Liam makes a face of disgust as I take the chocolate chips from his hand and pour some into a ramekin. “Joking! Here.”

He gives me a big, hot smile. Okay, it probably wasn’t meant to be hot, but I feel flutters down below.

“Choc-it!” Kate yells, grabbing for the ramekin.

“Easy,” Liam says with a laugh. “That’s for my artwork. Come here and I’ll show you.”

I set the table and pour the sippy cups of milk. And Liam manages to serve up two smiley pancakes—one for each girl—at exactly the same moment, in exactly the same size. This is a man who knows his way around toddlers.

“Not cut it!” Amy yells when I approach her plate with a knife. She picks up the pancake in two hands and takes a bite right out of the side of its face.

“Okay, right.” I back away. Forks are optional today, then. No big deal.

Liam takes advantage of this moment of quiet to quickly pour six more pancakes onto the griddle. He leans over his work, dotting them with chocolate chips.

I step closer to him and put a hand on his lower back. “Thank you,” I whisper.

“For trashing your kitchen?”

“No.” He glances at me and I give him a shy smile. “For being so amazing all the time.”

His eyes get very warm, and I just want to stay right here in that blue-eyed gaze as long as I can. “This might be a good time to confess that I didn’t make smiley faces on my own pancakes.”

“No?” I look down at the griddle. Side by side, two of them have a different design—little bullseyes in their centers. “Those are…?”

“Boobs,” he whispers. “My inner fourteen-year-old has a dirty mind. He can’t shut it off sometimes.”

“Drink your coffee,” I whisper, handing him the mug. “Sit down. Let me finish these for you. Or go put on a shirt because my inner fourteen-year-old has her tongue hanging out all the time, too.”

He gives me a wicked, wicked smile and then runs upstairs to find his shirt.

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, by Miriam Meza

In Constellation, Dive Bar

BLOG ON THE RUN | TOP 5 SUMMER READS

Prepare your kindle (or your bedside table) because I’ve prepared a list with book recommendations just for you. Summer is about heat, fun and romance, so take a look at these stories:

1 - I FLIPPING LOVE YOU by Helena Hunting: If you’re looking for a fun and sexy read, this one is for you. The story starts with a girl buying cinnamon toasts in a supermarket and a sexy man in a suit stalking her. Then there’s a misunderstanding, a negotiation and a summer to remember. This author is a MUST READ for me, and every time she publishes books I found myself one-clicking the hell out of them. This book is a standalone, so if you haven’t read her books yet this is a nice option to start.

Here’s the link to my review (buy links and teasers included): https://extremedamage.blogspot.com/2018/05/review-i-flipping-love-you-by-helena.html

2 - THE NAUGHTY PRINCESS CLUB by Tara Sivec: This isn’t a book but a trilogy, and it’s a retelling with a twist, featuring princesses from the classic fairy tales (Cinderella, Belle, Ariel…). The 2 first books are out, and the third is about to be released. These books are standalone, each one featuring a different princess. One of the things I loved the most about the books was the strong message about empowering women, friendship and the pursuit of happiness. They are funny, sexy and romantic, and I can’t wait for you to read them.

Here’s the link to my reviews (buy links and teasers included):

BOOK 1: https://extremedamage.blogspot.com/2018/06/review-at-stroke-of-midnight-by-tara.html

BOOK 2: https://extremedamage.blogspot.com/2018/06/review-in-bed-with-beast-by-tara-sivec.html

3 - MAN HANDS SERIES by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby: Let me tell you something about these books, they aren’t just funny. They are ridiculously hilarious!

The first two books (Man Hands and Man Card) are already out and the third is coming in a few days!

Take a look at my reviews (buy links and teasers included): https://extremedamage.blogspot.com/search/label/Tanya%20Eby

4 - KARINA HALLE’S PRINCES: No, that’s not the name of the series, but it’s how I like to call them. THE SWEDISH PRINCE was my first time reading Karina’s books and I loved the simple prose, the sensation of being traveling with the characters and the way this author has to explore every feeling (the doubts, the fear, the love and the passion).

I also fell in love with Prince Magnus who’s the lead character in THE WILD HEIR. Both books are standalone, and the third installment in this series is coming soon and it’s titled A NORDIC KING.

5 - THE DIVE BAR SERIES by Kylie Scott: If you enjoyed the Stage Dive series, then get ready for these sexy bartenders ;) Each book features a different couple and even when the stories are related they can be read as standalone.

Take a look at my reviews (buy links and teasers included): https://extremedamage.blogspot.com/search/?q=Dive+Bar

BONUS READ:

The constellation duet by Jennifer Locklear: I loved the first book. It was awesome and the lead couple has an amazing chemistry. Now the 2^nd installment is out, so if you were waiting for the duet to be complete, you can read them together now!

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In #CoverReveal, Boy Toy

#CoverReveal BOY TOY (Man Hands #3) by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby

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In Contemporary Romance, Exclusive Excerpt

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT - MAN CARD by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby

Today we're celebrating Man Card's release!! And thanks to Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby, I can share with y'all a little excerpt of this fantastic book!. Take a look!!

“Name your other favorite movies,” I challenge Braht.

“All of them?” He chugs his margarita.

“Hmm. Top ten? Top five?”

“That’s totally easy,” he says. Somehow I’ve gotten closer to him on the floor. When he sits back, I actually snuggle in beside him. He’s wearing a ridiculously soft shirt that feels good against my skin. And I watch with fascination as he ticks off the names of films on his fingers. “When Harry Met Sally. The Devil Wears Prada. Roman Holiday. Clueless. And Working Girl.”

I burst out laughing. I can’t help it. “Those are all chick flicks. You should just hand over your man card right now.”

“Not a chance.” Braht’s expression grows intense. “In the first place, I gave you a very thorough demonstration of my man card last week. I don’t remember hearing any complaints.”

I swallow hard, because this is certainly true.

“And secondly, you’re looking at this all backward.”

“I…am?” And why can’t I look away? He has the most beautiful, intelligent eyes.

“Yeah, you are,” he whispers. “It’s the guy who has a firm grip on his man card that can hold your purse. He’s not afraid to be seen with that Tory Burch you like to carry—nice color, by the way. He’ll free up your hands because he likes your hands, and he remembers all the terrific things you can use them for.”

“Oh,” I say slowly. Now my fingers itch to reach out for him. I have to make fists with both hands so I won’t do it.

“Furthermore, he’s not afraid to quote Working Girl. Because Joan Cusack is a genius. And who wouldn’t want to say Melanie Griffith’s best line out loud?”

I can’t help saying it with him, and together we sound like the world’s horniest Greek chorus: “I have a head for business and a body for sin.”

Sin sounds pretty good right now, actually. But Braht’s not done with his speech. “Any man who tells you that chick flicks are for pussies can’t be any good in bed. Because that man does not speak the language of women. He doesn’t know that a little luxury can erase a shitty day of worrying about your ex…”

Braht takes my hand in his and begins to massage it. He has a great technique, applying gentle pressure between each joint. I relax just a little bit more against him.

“…That man doesn’t speak the language because he’s afraid of sounding like a girl. But fuck that noise, honey bear. If a man doesn’t have the vocabulary to describe a satin teddy with peekaboo lace and mother-of-pearl snaps at the crotch, he can’t buy it for you and then strategically ask you to wear it. He can’t plan ahead to blow your mind sometime by lifting your skirt somewhere semi-public and dangerous. And he can’t get down on his knees and kiss that lace and then pop open those snaps while you bite your own hand to keep from screaming when you climax.” Braht takes a deep breath and lets it out in one hot gust. “Fuck. What was the point of this speech?”

“Um…” My voice is hoarse, and my face is suddenly very hot. Let’s not even mention my nipples. “Man cards, I think.” But I’m not sure, because everything tingles.

“Right,” he says with a sigh. “Still got mine. Shall we watch Working Girl next?”

“Okay,” I breathe, sinking a little further into his comforting embrace.

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