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#Review KISS THE GIRL by Tara Sivec

KISS THE GIRL is one of the most fun, romantic, sweet and crazy books that I've read in my life, and I loved that! With this series Tara Sivec has proved that romance novels can be empowering, that friendship can be found in the most unexpected ways and love always finds its way.

The Naughty Princess Club series has been an amazing ride for me as a reader, and this last installment was the cherry on top of a wonderful work. Sexy, sweet, funny but with a strong message about self esteem, women supporting women (not trash talking them or tearing them down), and taking chances to pursue their dreams together as friends and family.

Besides all the laughter and the resemblance to the classic fairy tale, Tara Sivec built an epic love story between Ariel and Eric. There was a strong pull between them from the beginning of the series, growing stronger with each book, and finally was set free in KISS THE GIRL. And you know what? these two are amazing together!

This isn't your regular romance. This is a love story reaching new levels of awesomeness, and can't wait for you to read it.

I'm #TeamPrinceHotStuff btw, and in case you were wondering #ArielIsMySpiritAnimal lol

Now let me introduce to you KISS THE GIRL by Tara Sivec

A struggling antiques collector finds herself falling in love with a millionaire playboy; but can she ever be a part of his world?

Meet the Naughty Princess Club, a series from USA Today bestselling author Tara Sivec that brings readers to Fairytale Lane and the hilarity—and romance—that three women fall into once they decide to strut their stuff and bring on their own happily ever after.

While her friends have broken free of their insecurities, Ariel Waters is struggling to come out of her shell. Her ex-husband took away her voice and her self-confidence, and Ariel is drowning under a sea of debt to afford the alimony she has to pay him. She refuses to ever fall for a man’s charms again, and is determined to make her own way.

When her house and her beloved antiques are taken by the bank after too many missed payments, Ariel finds herself adrift until the infuriatingly charming Eric Sailor comes to her rescue. Although she can’t stand the millionaire playboy, Eric’s kindness and unconditional support reveal hidden depths and a love that Ariel never imagined she could find.

But there are outside influences who will stop at nothing to keep them apart; can Ariel and Eric weather the storm and find a way to be together in Kiss the Girl?

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, by Miriam Meza

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 #CoverReveal, Boy Toy

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

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, by Miriam Meza

In #NewRelease, #Review

#Review I FLIPPING LOVE YOU by Helena Hunting

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In #NewRelease, #Review

#NewRelease (+REVIEW) SWITCH HITTER by Sara Ney

Seductive, fascinating and... totally hilarious!

Hold tight everyone, because your kindles are about to explode with this hotness!

I knew something was wrong the second she walked in the door tonight; I just couldn’t put my finger on what it was.

Same hair color.

Same legs.

Same face.

Except…I look harder.

At the small dimple beneath her lip that wasn’t there the last time we went out. And her laugh—that laugh isn’t as loud.

This isn’t the girl I’ve gone out with the past few weeks.

It’s her twin sister, and they’ve switched places on me.

Only I’m not quite ready to let them switch back.

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My review:

It hasn't to be long to be satisfying (that's what she said). Switch Hitter is a sport romance story that surprised me a lot. Not only because it was amazingly sexy, romantic and hilarious but because it says a lot in a few pages.

Amelia has a twin sister who asked her to date a sexy baseball player named Dash Amado while pretending to be her, and despite her efforts to refuse the proposal Amelia give in and takes Lucy's place in the date just to find out this sexy guy isn't just a great body with a pretty face. He's so much more.

Dash was bored AF to play with Lucy, and he was determinate to end things up with her until THAT date. The superficial girl became a mystery. All that he thought he knew about her was wrong, and a few hour weren't enough to peel Lucy's layers. He needed more time to solve that puzzle.

What started as a favor for her sister soon became a real P.I.T.A., and Amelia was tired to pretend. She was getting attached to Dash, feeling attracted to him... but he was attracted to his sister, right? That's what everybody though, but what Amelia didn't know is that Dash wasn't that sure about Lucy, and the sudden change in her personality was making him think for the first time about the future. With her.

This story was romantic, sweet, funny but also it was insanely sexy. The chemistry between Amelia and Dash was out of the charts, and the handsome Latino talking in Spanish? Oh, my God! that was hot!

Even though the story was short I had this sense that it has a good rythm and the most perfect ending.The characters has the chance to show us their bright and colorful personalities, laugh with their encounters and also keep us turning the pages wanting to know what happens next. Sara Ney is a new author to me, but you can bet it won't be my last time reading her.

About the author:

Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte's, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British. She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.

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, by Miriam Meza

In #CoverReveal, Coming Soon

#CoverReveal THE UPSIDE TO BEING SINGLE by Emma Hart

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, by Miriam Meza

In ARC Review, Contemporary Romance

ARC REVIEW - MAN HANDS by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby

Hi there! Hope everyone's fine.

Christmas is around the corner, and if you still looking for a new read to spend the holidays with, you should take a look in this book: Mand Hands by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby.

He puts the "screw" in screwball comedy...

BRYNN

At thirty-four, I’m reeling from a divorce. I don’t want to party or try to move on. I just want to stay home and post a new recipe on my blog: Brynn’s Dips and Balls.

But my friends aren’t having it. Get out there again, they say. It will be fun, they say. I’m still taking a hard pass.

Free designer cocktails, they say. And that’s a game-changer.

Too bad my ex shows up with his new arm candy. That’s when I lose my mind. But when my besties dare me to leap on the first single man I see, they don't expect me to actually go through with it.

TOM

All I need right now is some peace and quiet while my home renovation TV show is on hiatus. But when a curvy woman in a red wrap dress charges me like she’s a gymnast about to mount my high bar, all I can do is brace myself and catch her. What follows is the hottest experience of my adult life.

I want a repeat, but my flying Cinderella disappears immediately afterward. She doesn’t leave a glass slipper, either—just a pair of panties with chocolate bunnies printed on them.

But I will find her.

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My review:

I had a wonderful time with this book, and can wait for you to read it! I'm used to Sarina Bowen novels, and her occasional collaborations with other authors, but I must to say this one surprised me a lot. Maybe it was because of the way the writers narrated the story (first person narration, with lots of snark remarks and inner dialogues) or the funny chemistry that jumped from the pages. Maybe it was both, an more even things. The fresh language and the funny vibe of this book makes it something unique. The way the characters were developed was refreshing, and the dynamic between Brynn and her friends cracked me up.

Brynn is a newly divorced woman trying to get over her ex and go on with her life, so one day her friends suggested her to find a rebound fuck. Someone who wasn't her type to get laid with, without getting her emotions involved. She wasn't totally on board with that idea, but something made her change her mind. Then she jumped in the arms of the first stranger she put her eyes in. And they set the world on fire.

Tom was a famous man, known for one of those tv shows about refurbishing homes. He was throwing a party in his house and suddenly was assaulted for a sexy woman who was all curves and damn if he wasn't enjoying the attention. He let himself go with her, but after their bussiness she desapeared Cinderella style, leaving just a piece of lingerie as a trail.

The chemistry between Tom and Brynn is insanely hot, but their interactions are also hilarious. They made me laugh a lot! I loved that about this book. Also, both had their emotional baggages to work with. They weren't the typical tortured souls who don't believe in love. They were hurted, and they were living their mourning process. Meanwhile, they were having hot sex with a stranger.

Little by little that stranger wasn't no longer strange at all. But trust wasn't something easy to give away. And the story is about that: Learn to trust again, to love again. A refreshing, funny and sweet learning, I must said.

It was a short read, and it's perfect for a weekend or this holidays. After all, christmas is about love and magic, and this book has a lot of those things.

The next collaboration between Sarina and Tanya will be Man Card, and you can already preorder your copy of this book in your favorite retailers.