Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Drunk Dial by Penelope Ward: Review Blitz

Blurb:

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.

It seemed like a good idea at the time. Look up Landon Roderick, that boy from childhood whom I’d never been able to forget—even though he so easily forgot about me—and call him.

Then again, anything sounds like a good idea when you’ve had a little too much wine before bed, right? It was supposed to be just a quick, meaningless, prank call. Instead, I went off on him—unloading thirteen years of pent-up emotions.

I didn’t think he’d call me back.

I certainly could never have anticipated the weeks of sexually tense phone conversations that followed as I got to know the man he’d become.

Turned out, Landon had never really forgotten me, either. That special connection we had was still there. I opened up to him, but there were also things about me he didn’t know. And he had his own secrets.

Over the countless hours we talked on the phone, I wondered what would happen if we actually saw each other. One night, I did something impulsive again. Only this time, I went to the airport and booked a ticket to California. We were about to find out if one phone call could bring two lost souls together or if my drunk dial really was all just a big mistake.

A complete STANDALONE.
 


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About the Author:

Penelope Ward is a USA Today Bestselling author.

She grew up in Boston with five older brothers. She spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career.

Penelope lives for reading books in the new adult genre, coffee and hanging out with her friends and family on weekends.

She is the proud mother of a beautiful 10-year-old girl with autism (the inspiration for the character Callie in Gemini) and a 8-year-old boy, both of whom are the lights of her life.

Penelope, her husband and kids reside in Rhode Island.

She is currently working on her fifth novel, Jake Understood. She is the author of Gemini, Jake Undone, My Skylar and Stepbrother Dearest.

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Michelle's Review:

A sweet and sexy second chance romance? Um, yes, please. A sweet and sexy second chance romance with a fun and enticing premise from a must read author? How can you say no? Drunk Dial is your typical Penelope Ward read with magnetic and compelling characters, a unique and entertaining storyline, plenty of feels, and tons of fun. Whether you are already a fan of this author or just love a wonderful and intriguing romance, you will no doubt become a new devotee.

With one simple nickname, I was a goner. Every single time Penelope Ward captivates me with one silly situation or another sure to draw you into her captivating and addicting stories like no other. Drunk Dial is no different. And yet it is. While this situation is just one big disaster waiting to happen as Rana finds herself tipsy, thinking about the boy next door from her childhood, and more than a little upset at how the two lost contact, you can't possibly see this situation ending well, at all, but you know you are in for one heck of a ride. It is much the same fashion as many of this author's previous stories' preposterous meetings or reconnections, but this time there is an emotional edge that is virtually guaranteed to instantly grip you.

One thing I always love about a Penelope Ward book is that there is no BS between characters. Her characters usually tell it like it is. Now there may definitely be omissions or secrets truths, but there is never any childish, melodramatic misunderstanding that could have easily been resolved by a little simple communication. Ward's characters act like adults, instead of children, they speak from their hearts, they say what they mean, and they don't mince words. They also almost always seem to say exactly what you would want to in their situation or better yet, what you wish you would have the courage to voice yourself.

I also love that Penelope Ward's characters are not perfect, by any means. I can't think of any characters that are more real or relatable than this author's. Between Rana who made some pretty big mistakes in her youth as a result of a strained relationship with her mother and her own deep seated insecurities and Landon who rebelled against some pretty earth shattering news in some of the worst possible ways, we see two characters who are flawed, who have had to work through and come to terms with their actions, and who still, many years later, are dealing with the consequences of their actions. And yet, at least a little bit of that is in us all. It's refreshing to not only experience these characters' trials and tribulations as a result of their past transgressions, but also find redemption, acceptance, and forgiveness. Not only are these characters not perfect, but neither is life. And while it may seem a bit weird when reading a romance novel, I found the imperfection of life and circumstances and mistakes and troubles to be the best part. People don't have perfect lives, life isn't always fair, things almost never turn out the way that we plan, but half the fun and all of the accomplishment comes from rolling with the punches, adapting, learning, and overcoming and this story is the perfect example of all this and more.

With a shocking surprise I never saw coming, more emotion than I bargained for, and just enough sexual tension to have you chomping at the bit, Drunk Dial is just another example of why I love Penelope Ward's writing so much and why with each new release, she is a drop everything, must read author, every single time.

*complimentary copy provided by author for an honest review

Rating: 4 Stars

Strike (Gentry Generations #1) by Cora Brent: Release Blitz & Giveaway


Blurb:

My mother the romance writer always warned that love is like a lighting bolt; it strikes without warning.

After all, that was what happened to my parents. It’s a story I’ve been hearing all my life.

But my plans don’t involve getting struck by either lightning or love. I’ll be too busy finishing my journalism degree and landing a job in a city far more sophisticated than Phoenix.

I thought I had it all mapped out, starting with a highly coveted summer internship in New York. However, when my big opportunity falls through I have no choice but to head back to the Gentry homestead and accept the only available summer job at a local resort.

What I was expecting was a dull, tedious summer handing out spa towels and herbal soap.

What I got was danger.
And scandal.
And insufferably sexy, arrogant nightclub boss Dalton Tremaine….


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About the Author:

I love wild romantic stories, grunge era flannel, my vintage Kenmore sewing machine, embroidered dishcloths and absolutely everything that has to do with 1980s pop culture (i.e. leg warmers, scrunchies, big hair, early Madonna, boom boxes, wood paneled walls, stonewash jeans, etc).

If you believe in Happily Ever After and the unique magic of a John Hughes film, chances are I'll love you too!!

Email: corabrentwrites@yahoo.com

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Hollywood Scandal by Louise Bay: Release Blitz


Blurb:

HE’S A HOLLYWOOD SUPERSTAR. SHE’S LITERALLY THE GIRL NEXT DOOR

One of Hollywood’s A-listers, I have the movie industry in the palm of my hand. But if I’m going to stay at the top, my playboy image needs an overhaul. No more tabloid headlines. No more parties. And absolutely no more one night stands.

Filming for my latest blockbuster takes place on the coast of Maine and I’m determined to stay out of trouble. But trouble finds me when I run into Lana Kelly.
She doesn’t recognize me, she’s never heard of Matt Easton and my million dollar smile doesn’t work on her.

Ego shredded, I know I should keep my distance, but when I realize she’s my neighbor I know I’m toast. There’s no way I can resist temptation when it’s ten yards away.

She has a mouth designed for pleasure and legs that will wrap perfectly around my waist. She’s movie star beautiful and her body is made to be mine.

Getting Lana Kelly into my bed is harder than I’m used to. She’s not interested in the glitz and glamour of Hollywood, but I’m determined to convince her the best place in the world is on the red carpet, holding my hand.

I could have any woman in the world, but all I want is the girl next door.


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About the Author:

USA Today bestselling author, Louise Bay writes sexy, contemporary romance novels – the kind she likes to read.

Her books include the novels Faithful and Hopeful and the novella series’ The Empire State Series and What the Lightning Sees. The novels and together the series are stand-alone although there are some overlapping characters.

Ruined by romantic mini-series' of the eighties, Louise loves all things romantic. There's not enough of it in real life so she disappears into the fictional worlds in books and films.
Louise loves the rain, the West Wing, London, days when she doesn’t have to wear make-up, being on her own, being with friends, elephants and champagne.
She loves to hear from readers so get in touch!

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Ready to Run (I Do, I Don't #1) by Lauren Layne: Release Blast w/ Excerpt & Giveaway


Blurb:

The Bachelor meets The Runaway Bride in this addictive romance novel about a reality TV producer falling for her would-be star: a Montana heartthrob who wants nothing to do with the show.

Jordan Carpenter thinks she’s finally found the perfect candidate for Jilted, a new dating show about runaway grooms: Luke Elliott, a playboy firefighter who’s left not one but three brides at the altar. The only problem? Luke refuses to answer Jordan’s emails or return her calls. Which is how she ends up on a flight to Montana to recruit him in person. It’s not Manhattan but at least the locals in Lucky Hollow seem friendly . . . except for Luke, who’s more intense—and way hotter—than the slick womanizer Jordan expected.

Eager to put the past behind him, Luke has zero intention of following this gorgeous, fast-talking city girl back to New York. But before he can send her packing, Jordan’s everywhere: at his favorite bar, the county fair, even his exes’ book club. Annoyingly, everyone in Lucky Hollow seems to like her—and deep down, she’s starting to grow on him too. But the more he fights her constant pestering, the more Luke finds himself wishing that Jordan would kick off her high heels and make herself comfortable in his arms.


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About the Author:

Lauren Layne is the USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance.

Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. In 2011, she and her husband moved from Seattle to New York City, where Lauren decided to pursue a full-time writing career. It took six months to get her first book deal (despite ardent assurances to her husband that it would only take three). Since then, Lauren's gone on to publish ten books, including the bestselling Stiletto series, with several more on the way in 2015.

Lauren currently lives in Chicago with her husband and spoiled Pomeranian. When not writing, you'll find her at happy hour, running at a doggedly slow pace, or trying to straighten her naturally curly hair.

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Excerpt:

Damn. Charlie hadn’t been lying about the hot blonde.

The woman walking straight toward him was all tight jeans, high heels, and confi-dence. And hot. Very, very hot.

Charlie muttered something admiring under his breath, and Luke’s gaze flicked to the man beside the woman. Tried to place him. Couldn’t.

Not too many guys around here who wore light-purple shirts and white pants with the same easy comfort that Lucky Hollow residents wore jeans and flannel.

No doubt about it—neither was from around here. Not by a long shot.

The man was a half step behind the woman, and Luke assessed that the woman was calling the shots.

His eyes narrowed as he realized that she hadn’t once wavered in her approach.

She knew what she was after:

Him.

She got closer and Luke saw that the face matched the body. Wide blue eyes, full lips, sassy shoulder-length blond hair that was just tousled enough to make a man wonder how it had gotten that way—to want to be the one to muss it.

Her gaze flicked over him, and Charlie whistled and muttered under his breath. “She just checked you out, man.”

She had indeed, but Luke was far from flattered. It hadn’t been the assessment of a woman checking out a man so much as a predator evaluating its prey.

As though she was evaluating him for . . . something.

Blondie stopped in front of him, and the second her blue eyes locked on his, Luke felt a little jolt of awareness and was irrationally annoyed. It had been a long time since he’d been quite so aware of a woman.

Once, he’d enjoyed the feeling—sexual chemistry was almost the perfect combination of pain and pleasure. A subtle punch in the gut that you wanted to experience again and again.

These days, though, he was having a hard time getting past the pain part. The shitty parts had outweighed the good parts just one time too many. Now he mostly settled for casual hookups with a divorcée a few towns over who was even less interested in com-mitment than Luke was.

He had zero use for attraction to a pretty, bold woman in high heels.

Luke noticed that for a sheer moment she had a slightly off-balance look, as though she too had felt the annoying zip of arousal when their eyes met, but she recovered quick-ly.

Pasting a sunny, generic smile on her face, she stuck out her right hand. “Luke Elliott. I’m Jordan Carpenter. This is my colleague, Simon Nash.”

Good manners had him setting down his equipment and extending his own right hand toward hers even as his brain caught on her name. Familiar, and . . .

Shit. Shit!

He managed to stop from jerking his hand back, but just barely. Instead, he gritted his teeth, gave her hand a perfunctory shake, and then fixed her with a glare. “You’re wasting your time, Ms. Carpenter. And mine.”

Blue eyes narrowed. “Aha. So you did get my emails.”

Those. The voicemails. The letters.

“Sure,” he said with a nod, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Just like I suspect you got the message that I didn’t want to be a part of your show.”

Charlie looked from the woman to Luke and back again. “Show?”

Ryan ambled over, his shit-eating grin telling Luke that this damn woman had already spilled the beans on why she was here. “Luke’s gonna be a national heartthrob.”

“International,” said the blond guy in the purple shirt.

Jordan Carpenter didn’t look at her companion, but all three firefighters did.

The other man gave the sort of easy smile that probably had him making friends easily. Luke didn’t want a new friend.

Especially not one who wanted to use his shitty romantic past for the sake of TV ratings.


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