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NEW RELEASE | CHRISTMAS IN THE CITY

Hi there! Christmas is around the corner and a bunch of best selling authors decided to start celebrating it already! Christmas in the City is wonderful anthology filled with love and laughter, but also with amazing stories. You can grab your copy for free (for a limited time) in your favorite vendors. Now take a look to discover what to find in this book!

About Christmas in the City:

Just The Tip by Helena Hunting & LJ Shen

It’s not every day you meet a stranger who knows how to jingle your bells…

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Baby it’s Cold Outside by Corinne Michaels & Melanie Harlow

My Christmas list did not include a broken heart, freezing temperatures, or my tree stuck in the door to my apartment building, but that’s what I got. Just when I thought Santa had failed me, I got something I never thought to ask for …

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Kissmas in New York by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

It was just supposed to be a simple kiss with a stranger. I'd done it to prove a point--that I hadn't lost my sense of adventure. But you know what they say about the best laid plans. Maybe I'd get something in my stocking after all this holiday season...

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The Christmas Crown by Sierra Simone & Kennedy Ryan

Noelani, queen of Manaroa, has one mission on her diplomatic visit to the States: forge strategic alliances for her homeland. When she meets brooding security specialist Brock Grimsby, their unexpected alliance heats up the holiday. One night. No promises, but come Christmas, will either be able to walk away?

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Songbird by Penny Reid & LH Cosway

Two lonely souls find companionship in Dublin for one magical night. Broderick Adams doesn't mind his solitude, until she walks in. Kaira Kelly sings to heal her heart, but has an idea he's listening.

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EPIC by Elle Kennedy & Sarina Bowen

Jamie and Wes are having a blast living and working in Toronto. Until a scout for another team swoops in to make one of them an offer that might complicate the life they've built together.

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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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In brooklyn bruisers, Brooklyn Series

NEW RELEASE | SUPERFAN by Sarina Bowen

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In brooklyn bruisers, Brooklyn Series

COVER REVEAL | SUPERFAN by Sarina Bowen

Hi there! Thanks for joining me in the Cover Reveal for Superfan, a new installment in the Brooklyn series by USA Today Best Selling Author Sarina Bowen! I'm super excited about this new book, I'm in love with this series and can't wait fo you to meet Silas! Meanwhile, take a look at the cover and let's 'fangirl' together!

And... if you keep reading until the end, you can also catch a little excerpt of this book *wink*

BLURB:

Sometimes lady luck shakes your hand, and sometimes she smacks your face. Sometimes she does both on the same day.

Three years ago I met the most amazing woman. We were both down on our luck. Then I got that call—the one that tells you to get your buns on a plane to go meet your destiny.

But the girl was left behind. I didn’t have her phone number, and she didn’t know my real name.

While I became a professional hockey player, she became a superstar, with platinum records and legions of fans. And a slick, music producer boyfriend who treated her badly.

But fate wasn’t done with us yet. When Delilah turns up at a hockey game, I can’t resist making contact. The internet swoons when I ask her out on a date.

She might not remember me. But her jerkface ex does. He’ll do anything to keep us apart.

Good thing athletes never give up. This time I’m playing for keeps.

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EXCERPT

“Would you like a beer?” the cute bartender asks me.

I glance at the pile of mint leaves on his cutting board and hesitate. “Sure,” I say. But the mint looks so fresh and pretty.

“I could make you something different.”

“Beer is great. A cold…”

“—lager,” he finishes. “No glass, no opener.”

When I look up to flash him a smile, my heart does a little somersault. Those kind eyes are smiling at me, too. “Thank you,” I whisper.

“It’s really no problem.” He turns toward the beer cooler. “You’re an easy customer, trust me.”

But I really meant—thank you for remembering. As he leans down to grab a bottle for me, I find myself admiring the strong muscles in his back. Stop it, I admonish myself. It only gets worse when he turns around and places the bottle in front of me. I’ve never seen hands like his. I didn’t even know wrists could look muscular.

Even so. Ogling him is not why I came here. I pull out my keychain opener and remove the cap from my beer.

He discards it, gives me another pleasant smile and then picks up his paring knife again.

I take a sip, wondering when he’s going to mention my show at the Coconut Club. He was there. I saw him.

He separates some mint leaves from their stems and says nothing.

I last about seventeen seconds. “Well?”

“Well?” He looks up. “Sorry?”

“Jesus lord.” I close my eyes and then open them again. This is not going how I’d hoped it would. “What did you think?”

“Of…?” His amazing eyes are studying me.

“Forget I asked.” I take a swig of beer.

“Think about what?” He pushes the cutting board aside, and his smile turns knowing.

“My set at the Coconut Club! I saw you holding up that wall in the back. Don’t lie.”

He tips his head back and lets out a sudden laugh. “I’m so busted. I loved your show, but I didn’t expect you to spot me.”

“You loved it so much you weren’t going to say anything?” The sentence sounds crazy to my own ears. I put down the beer. “You know what? Never mind. I’m just being psycho right now. This town is getting into my head.”

“Listen, girly.” He braces both (muscular!) hands on the bar and looks me right in the eye. “I loved it so much that I don’t even know what to say about it. From that moment at the beginning—when you shut that asshole’s maw? To the part where you made a lady cry.” He shakes his head. “I couldn’t look away. And I never wanted it to end.”

I give him a slow blink, just trying to take that in. It’s so much more than I was even hoping to hear.

“Shit, Delilah. If that set doesn’t win you whatever contract you’re looking for, they don’t even deserve you.”

Something warm and unfamiliar settles into the center of my belly. “That might be the nicest thing anyone ever said to me. Which only means you’re still trying to get my phone number.”

He laughs immediately. “Can’t both things be true? Both my musical assessment and my interest in your evening plans?”

“Because you know so much about music.” I flip my hair and take another sip of beer.

“Look. I don’t know shit about music. But I know plenty about talent.” He leans down on a set of forearms I shouldn’t be noticing. “I know that talent sometimes takes a nap at just the wrong moment, but it never stays asleep for long. I also know that luck matters, too. If they don’t give you what you want, it won’t be your fucking fault.”

“Thank you,” I say quietly.

But he’s not done. “I saw something else valuable the other night. You’re good in the clinch. And that counts for double, I swear to God.”

“The clinch?”

“Yeah. You’re not just good at practice.” He pauses, wrinkling up his interesting nose. “What word would a musician use? Okay—you’re not a rehearsal musician. That stage was like your home. Either that or you fake it really well. That’s going to pay your rent someday, I promise.”

“Wow.” It’s like he looked right into my terrified little soul and found the very thing I needed to hear. Those beautiful eyes of his are practically burning me right now, so I have to look away. “Thank you. Really. I really needed that pep talk.”

I make the mistake of looking up at him again, and, for a split second, I see pure yearning. It’s like our souls vibrate at exactly the same frequency. And I have no idea what to do with that.