Shacking Up – Helena Hunting

Synopsis  

Ruby Scott is months behind on rent and can’t seem to land a steady job. She has one chance to turn things around with a big audition. But instead of getting her big break, she gets sick as a dog and completely bombs it in the most humiliating fashion. All thanks to a mysterious, gorgeous guy who kissed—and then coughed on—her at a party the night before.

Luckily, her best friend might have found the perfect opportunity; a job staying at the lavish penthouse apartment of hotel magnate Bancroft Mills while he’s out of town, taking care of his exotic pets. But when the newly-evicted Ruby arrives to meet her new employer, it turns out Bane is the same guy who got her sick.

Seeing his role in Ruby’s dilemma, Bane offers her a permanent job as his live-in pet sitter until she can get back on her feet. Filled with hilariously awkward encounters and enough sexual tension to heat a New York City block, Shacking Up, from NYT and USA Today bestselling author Helena Hunting, is sure to keep you laughing and swooning all night long.


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Genre: Romance/Humour
Page Length: 480
Characters: Ruby, Bancroft
Publication Date: 30th May 2017
Format: eBook


Review

I freaking loved this book! It was so hilarious and just lovely!

Ruby is a struggling theatre actress looking to make her big break, the night before an audition that could turn things around she is kissed and then coughed on by a mysterious stranger at her best friend’s engagement party. Waking up the next day Ruby is so sick that she completely blows her audition, and is then hit by the news that her father has cut her off from the little money he was giving her to help pay her rent. Her best friend saves the day by finding her a job to house/pet sit for Bancroft Mills who is going out of town on business, but when the two meet Ruby realizes that he is her mystery “awesome” kisser.

This story is told in the first person, from the perspectives of both Ruby and Bane. Although the focus is predominately on Ruby.

I laughed out loud so many times, whilst reading this book. I loved Ruby her sense of humor was superb! There’s a scene where she is watching Bancroft with his ferret Francesca:

“Bancroft is stretched out on the couch watching sports with Francesca curled up in his lap. Right on top of his penis. What a whore. I wish I was her”

 it’s just brilliant, her banter with Bane is really entertaining and you can really feel the sexual tension between them. I really liked how fiercely independent she wanted to be and how determined she was to make it on her own.

Bane – pretty much a perfect love interest. He was funny, charming and caring. All without being a possessive jerk which seems to be a trend in romance novels at the moment. Oh and that fact that he loves animals is the icing on the cake really.

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The Bottom Line:

 If you’re looking for a light-hearted romance novel then this book really is a must.

 My Rating:  4/5 🌟 🌟 🌟 🌟

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Beat (The Beat and the Pulse #1) – Amity Cross

Synopsis  

Renee “Ren” Miller was five when her Dad left to go to the shops and never came back.

Left to grow up with a cancer-riddled mother, things have never been easy for a teenager who had to be wise beyond her years. Then one day they lose the battle and she’s all alone.

Now twenty-two, Ren reluctantly goes to find her estranged father. He owns the down and out boxing studio, Beat, and Ren finds herself drawn to the ring. She thrives on learning a new way of fighting a life that kept kicking her down…instead of struggling against the current, she kicks it right between the legs.

Then one day, Ash Fuller, her Dad’s star fighter comes back to town. Mysterious, handsome… Dangerous… Everything Ren doesn’t need.

But he’s got other ideas…

…and so does she.


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Genre: New Adult/ Romance/MMA
Page Length: 293
Characters: Ren and Ash
Publication Date: 6th October 2014
Format: eBook


Review

I’ve found in general that MMA books are a bit hit more miss, and this book was a miss.  I think I hated everything about this book. I didn’t click with Ren or Ash. The story was boring, Ren was boring, Ash was boring. I think you get my drift.

I think the only reason I didn’t DNF this book was because I was hoping at some point it would get better, but it didn’t, if anything it got worse. Both characters are pretty screwed up in different ways. They both exhibited really unhealthy behaviors towards one another and could probably do with some intense therapy to deal with their anger issues because using a fighting to release clearly isn’t working for them!

All in there is so much hate and violence in this book that I’m not sure how it is even considered a romance book.

I don’t really have much more to say the whole book left a bad taste in my mouth.

 The Bottom Line:

I wouldn’t recommend this book. It’s definitely a no from me.

 My Rating:  1/5  🌟

The Traveling Man – Jane Harvey-Berrick

Synopsis  

 I was ordinary. Nice. He was extraordinary. And he wasn’t always nice.

Moody and difficult, brilliant and beautiful, Kes scared me and he protected me. He could be incredibly hurtful and incredibly thoughtful. He wasn’t perfect, but he was perfect for me. He challenged me, he took me out of my safe little box and showed me the world could be magnificent. He was everything I wasn’t.

Aimee Anderson is ten when the traveling carnival first comes to her nice little town. She doesn’t expect her world to change so completely. But meeting Kestrel Donohue puts her life on a different path.

Even though she only sees him for the two weeks of the year when he passes through her home town, his friendship is the most important of her life. As a child’s friendship grows to adult love, the choices become harder, and both Kes and Aimee realize that two weeks a year will never be enough.


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Genre: New Adult/ Romance
Page Length: 292
Characters: Aimee and Kes
Publication Date: 27th January 2017
Format: eBook


Review

I decided at the beginning of the week to look at some of the books I have had on my kindle for ages and not yet read. This is where I came across this little gem.

This book was so addictive. When a traveling carnival comes to Aimee’s hometown. It’s there that she meets Kes and her life is forever changed, from then on every year when the carnival comes to town Aimee and Kes are reunited and what starts out as a childhood friendship soon turns to love as they grow into adults.

I really liked how this book was written, its broken into two parts. The first part of the story starts off right from the beginning when they first meet and continues to their teenage years. So you get a really nice backstory of the two characters meeting. The second part jumps ahead 8 years to the present day and the story continues.

During the first part of the book, I really enjoyed both the characters. Aimee’s family life is anything but perfect her dad is an over controlling and borderline abusive in how he treats his family, so I had a lot of empathy for her. Kes’s background, working in a carnival was really interesting and very different to anything I’ve read before.

The second part of the book both characters frustrated me a lot because of how close-minded they were in terms of how she and Kes could make things work. Neither of them seemed to want to sacrifice or compromise in any way.

The thing that I liked most was that this book had really good storytelling. I was sucked in from the first page and I devoured this book in a day. I will definitely be reading the second book.

 The Bottom Line:

If you are looking for a romance novel with a twist then give this one a try.

 My Rating:  3/5 🌟 🌟 🌟

Let’s Talk (18#) Gifts for Book Lovers – Adults

With only a few months until Christmas I thought it would be a good time to look at some gift ideas for the book lover in your life:

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I actually have one of these so I can vouch for the quality of the product. They are so cute, mine was part of a mystery book box that got for the release of A Court Wings and Ruin.

 


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I have one of these too, it’s just the cover though and it’s beautiful!


3. Quote Mark Earrings

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I love these earrings, they are cute! I may even have to add them to my own list! Perfect someone who reads and writes!

 


4. Framed Book Page Prints

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Personally, I’m not a huge fan of these but I’ve included them because I know that they are quite popular, I’d probably have one if I could customise the quote.


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Ok so this is more of stocking filler rather than a full-on gift, but I thought it was so unique!


6. Hot Girls Read Cup

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I’m a sucker for a novelty cup, I mean who doesn’t love these? I think this one is pretty damn cool!


7. MacBook Case

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8. Personal Library Kit

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If you know someone who likes to loan out their books, then this would make a great gift!


9. Coffee Mugs with Definitions

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These crack me up! I think they are just so cool! Yes, this is the second cup thing I’ve put on this list, yes I do have an obsession with cups. If you’re looking for a cup for a specific then Etsy has some great ones!


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and to finish off my list this little beaut!

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If you want to play its safe then I suggest getting vouchers from Amazon or whatever local bookstore your book-loving friend/significant other likes to shop at!

That’s it for this week, I’d love to hear your gift suggestions so please feel free to drop them in the comments. Also, keep a lookout for the next “Let’s Talk’ post because I’m going to be sharing my bookish gift suggestions for children.

Until Next Time 🤓

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Hooking Up – Helena Hunting: 1st Chapter

Hi Guys! So you may remember back in August I posted the Cover Reveal for Hooking up By Helena Hunting. Today I have the pleasure of sharing with you the first chapter.


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Wedding Unbliss

Amie

This is the happiest day of my life. I allow that thought to roll around in my head, trying to figure out why it doesn’t seem to resonate the way it should. This should be the happiest day of my life. So I’m not exactly certain why the uneasy feeling I associate with cold feet is getting worse rather than dissipating. I’ve already done the hard part; walked down the aisle and said “I do.”

My husband excused himself to go to the bathroom several minutes ago and, based on Armstrong’s itinerary for the day, speeches are supposed to begin promptly at eight-thirty. According to my phone, that’s less than two minutes from now, and he’s not here. The emcee for the evening is awaiting Armstrong’s return before he begins. And then the real party can start. The one where we get to celebrate our commitment to each other as partners for life. As in the rest of my breathing days. Dear God, why does that make my stomach twist?

I sip my white wine. Armstrong pointed out that red is not a good idea with my dress, even though it’s my preference. Besides, I don’t want it to stain my teeth. That would make for bad pictures.

I glance around the hall and see my parents, who are probably celebrating the fact that I didn’t walk down the aisle with a convicted felon. And frankly, so am I. My dating history pre-Armstrong wasn’t fabulous.

The sheer number of people in attendance spikes my anxiety. Speaking in front of all of these people makes me want to drink more, which is a bad idea. Tipsy speeches

could lead to saying the wrong thing. I check my phone under the table again. It’s after eight-thirty. The longer Armstrong takes to return, the further behind we’ll get. The music playlist, devised by Armstrong with painstaking efficiency, leaves no room for tardiness. If we don’t start on time I’ll have to take out a song, or possibly two, to compensate for his delay and he’s selected the order in such a way as to make that difficult and that will annoy him. I just want today to be perfect. I want it to be reflective of my decision to marry Armstrong. That I, Amalie Whitfield, can make good choices and am not a disgrace to my family.

“Where the hell is he?” I scan the room and take another small sip of my wine. I should switch to water soon so I don’t end up drunk, especially later, when all of this is over and we can celebrate our lifelong commitment to each other without clothes on. I’m hopeful it will last more than five minutes.

Ruby, my maid of honor and best friend for the past decade, puts a hand on my shoulder. “Would you like Bancroft to find Armstrong?”

Bancroft, or Bane for short, is Ruby’s boyfriend who she’s been living with for several months. Recently I find myself getting a little jealous of how affectionate they still are with each other, even after all this time. Cohabitation hasn’t slowed them down on the sex or their PDA. I have hope that Armstrong and I will be more like Bane and Ruby now that we’ll be sharing the same bed every night.

I’m about to tell Ruby to give him another minute when a low buzz suddenly fills the hall. It sounds like a school PA system. I start to panic—they can’t start the speeches without Armstrong at my side. What’s the point of speeches if the groom isn’t present?

I’m halfway out of my seat, ready to tell the deejay, or whoever is behind the mic, he needs to wait, when a very loud moan echoes through the room. The acoustics are phenomenal in here, it’s why we chose this venue.

I glance at Ruby to make sure I’m not hearing things. Her eyes are wide. The kind of wide associated with shock. The same shock I’m feeling.

Another moan reverberates through the sound system, followed by the words, “Oh, fuuuck.”

A collective gasp ripples through the now-silent crowd. While the words themselves are scandalous among these guests, it’s the voice groaning them that makes me sit up straighter, and simultaneously consider hiding under the table.

“Fuck yeah. Ah, suck it. That’s it. Deep throat it like a good little slut. Fuuuuuccckkkkk.”

My mouth drops and I look to Ruby to ensure I have not completely lost my mind. “Is that—” I don’t finish the sentence. I already know the answer to the question, so it’s pointless to ask. Besides, I’m cut off by yet another loud groan. I clap a hand over my mouth because I’m not sure I’m able to close it, my disbelief is as vast as the ocean.

Ruby’s expression mirrors mine, except hers is incredibly animated since she’s an actress. “Oh my God. Is that Armstrong?” Her words are no more than a whisper, but they sound very much like a scream. Oh no, wait, that’s just Armstrong on the verge of an orgasm. But these sounds are nothing like the ones he makes when he’s in the throes of passion with me.

I clutch Ruby’s hand. The next sound that comes from him is a hybrid between a hyena laugh and a wolf baying at the moon. And every guest at our wedding is hearing

the same thing I am. Our wedding. Someone other than me is blowing my husband at my own wedding. My mortification knows no end.

I grab the closest bottle of wine and dump the contents into my glass. Some of it sloshes over the edge and onto the crisp white tablecloth. It doesn’t matter. There’s plenty more where it came from. I chug the glass, then grab Ruby’s.

People lean in and whisper to each other, eyes lift to the speakers. A few people, the ones who are probably just here for the social-ladder-climbing potential, question who it is.

“Is the deejay watching porn?” That comment comes from a table full of mostly drunk singles in their early twenties.

Several eyes shift my way as I carelessly down Ruby’s wine and someone asks where the groom has disappeared to.

The grunts and groans grow terrifyingly louder. This is nothing like what I’m used to in bed with Armstrong. The dirty words aren’t something he ever uses with me, mostly it’s just noises and sometimes a “Right there” or “I’m close,” but that’s about it. He’s never talked to me like he is to the woman currently providing oral pleasure. And I’m very adept at oral. Although with Armstrong it’s very polite, neat oral, with no sounds other than the occasional hum. Slurping is uncivilized and a definite no-no.

I reach past Ruby for the bottle of red since I don’t really give a flying fuck about purple teeth right now. As I sink low in my seat I pour another glass of wine, surveying the people in the ballroom from behind the cover of the centerpiece. The centerpieces are huge and excessive and I don’t like them at all, but at least provides a protective barrier between the guests and my disgust, which I’m certain they must share. He sounds like a

wild animal rutting. It is entirely unsexy. I have no idea who he’s getting intimate with, but I’m suddenly very glad it’s not me.

And doesn’t that tell me more about our relationship than it should.

It’s only been about thirty seconds—the most humiliating thirty seconds of my life—before Armstrong comes. How do I know this? Because he says, very clearly, “Keep sucking, baby, I’m coming.”

And “baby,” whoever she is, makes these horrific gurgling noises. It sounds like some form of alien communication. It’s way over the top, and apparently Armstrong is loving it, based on the string of vile profanity that spews from his asshole mouth.

“Holy crap. Is this for real? That was really fast,” Ruby mutters.

I guzzle my glass of wine. Then decide the glass is unnecessary and take a long swig from the bottle before Ruby snatches it away. Wine dribbles down my chin and onto my chest, staining the white satin purple. My dress is ruined. I should be freaking out. But I really don’t care.

“Come on,” Ruby tugs on my hand. “We need to get you out of here while people are still distracted.”

My older brother Pierce and the emcee are standing in the middle of the hall, gesturing wildly to the speakers above us. My other brother, Lawson, is on his way toward the podium in an attempt to do something. I don’t think there’s anything he can do to stop this train wreck from there.

Ruby tugs again, but I’m frozen, still trying to figure out what exactly just happened. Well, I know what’s happened. I just can’t believe it.

The sound of a zipper and the rustle of clothes follows. “Thanks for that, now I’ll be able to last later tonight,” Armstrong says.

“What about me?” A female asks. Her voice is nasally and whiny. “What about you?”
“Well I helped you, aren’t you going to help me?”
“Didn’t you come with a date?”

“Well, yes, but—” God her voice is familiar. I just can’t figure out where I know it from.

“My cousin, right? He loves my sloppy seconds. Speeches are starting. I gotta get back to my ball and chain.”

Gasps of horror ripple through the room, followed by a few giggles. These people really are assholes.

I think I’m going to throw up. I can’t believe he’s going to come out here and pretend nothing just happened. Like some other woman didn’t just have her lips around his cock. His distinctly average cock. Maybe even slightly below average in length, if I’m being one hundred percent honest.

A door opens and closes.

Lawson turns on the mic behind the podium and taps it, sending screeching feedback through the room, making people cringe. Too bad no one did that a minute ago.

Murmuring grows louder and glances flicker to the head table and then away as Brittany Thorton, a seriously skanky debutante, comes strutting through the doors, using a compact to check her lipstick. She’s made it her mission to attempt to get into the pants

of half the eligible men in this room. She’s followed, not five seconds later, by a very smug-looking Armstrong.

“I’m going to kill him.” I grab the closest steak knife, but it appears my hasty, and possibly felonious, plan is unnecessary. My brothers leave their respective posts and stalk toward him. Across the room my mother is gripping my father’s arm, whispering furiously in his ear. Great. Just what I need, additional family drama.

“Oh shit,” Ruby gasps.

I follow her gaze to find Bane converging on Armstrong with my brothers. Bancroft is a tank and he used to play professional rugby. I’ve seen him with his shirt off, he’s built like a superhero and he’ll probably crush Armstrong, or at least break something. Possibly multiple somethings.

For a second I consider that Ruby should probably stop Bane from destroying Armstrong’s pretty, regal face, but then I realize I don’t actually care. In fact, the possibility that he might break Armstrong’s perfectly straight nose fills me with glee. Armstrong’s wellbeing is no longer my concern, it’s more about Bane ending up in prison for murder.

“I hope Armstrong has a good plastic surgeon, he’s going to need it once Bane is done with him.” Ruby echoes my internal hopes and her chair tips as she jumps up. “Come on, let’s get you out of here.” She nods to the right.

I notice my mother and father engaged in a heated discussion with Armstrong’s parents. I really don’t need this right now. Not the drama. Not the humiliation. All I wanted was a nice wedding. Instead I end up with a husband who gets a blow job during our reception—and it’s broadcast to everyone attending.

Ruby urges me into action. “Don’t worry about them. Get your stuff and we’ll get you the hell out of here. I’ll have the limo meet you by the entrance near your bridal suite as soon as I can.”

I nod and stumble unsteadily to my feet, thanks to having consumed the better part of a bottle of wine in the last minute and a half. It’s amazing how ninety seconds can change a person’s entire life.

All hell breaks loose as more men jump in to either pummel or extract Armstrong from the pummeling. I grab my clutch and phone from the table, gather up my stupid, too puffy gown, and head for the bridal suite, where I had prepared for what was supposed to be the most amazing day of my life. And now it’s likely the worst, at least I hope the mortification level I’m experiencing can’t exceed this. I feel like the foulest version of Cinderella ever.

I rush down the empty hall and grab the doorknob as I fumble around in my clutch for the key. I’m surprised when it turns. I thought I’d locked it before we left for the ceremony. Regardless, I need to get away from everyone before I either lose it or commit a felony. Maybe both. Murder in the first. Armstrong will be my victim. And maybe that horrible skank, Brittany.

I thrust the door open and slam it closed behind me, locking it from the inside. Tears threaten to spill over and ruin my makeup. Not that it matters since there’s no way I’m going out there again. I can’t believe my forever lasted less than twelve hours. I can’t believe the man I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life loving couldn’t be faithful to me for even one day. What the hell is wrong with me? With him? I’m as devastated as I

am angry and embarrassed. Once I annul this farce of a marriage I’ll become a spinster. I should probably go ahead and adopt six or seven cats tonight.

“I need to get out of this dress,” I say to myself. I reach behind me and pull the bow at the base of my spine. Instead of unfurling, it knots and I only succeed in pulling it tighter. Of course my dress has to be difficult. I growl my annoyance and rush over to my dressing table where my makeup and perfume are scattered from earlier today. Half a mimosa sits unconsumed beside the vase of red roses Armstrong had delivered.

The card read: I can’t wait to spend forever loving you.

What a load of bullshit. I drain the contents of the champagne flute, not caring that the drink is warm and flat. Then I throw the glass, because it feels good and the sound of shattering crystal is satisfying. Next I heave the vase of roses, which explodes impressively against the wall, splattering water and shards of glass across the floor.

I yank out a couple of the drawers and find a pair of scissors. They actually look more like gardening shears and seem rather out of place, but I don’t question it. Instead I reach behind me with my back to the mirror and awkwardly try to cut myself free. It’s not easy with the way I have to crane my neck.

“Goddammit! I need to get out of this stupid dress!” I yell at my reflection. I think I might actually be losing it just a touch now. I stop messing around with the laces in the back and shove the scissors down the front. I nearly nick myself with the blade—they’re a lot sharper than I realized—but that doesn’t slow me down. I start hacking my way through the bodice; layers of satin, lace, and intricate beading sliced apart with every vicious snip.

I just want out of this nightmare.

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About the Author

NTY and USA Today Bestselling author of The PUCKED Series, Helena Hunting lives outside of Toronto with her amazing family and her two awesome cats, who think the best place to sleep is her keyboard. Helena writes everything from contemporary romance to romantic comedy, sports romance and angsty new adult romance.

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The Mr.Men & Little Miss Character Tag

This tag was created by Charlotte @ Wonderfully Bookish and is based on the Mr. Men and Little Miss series created by Roger Hargreaves.

Lauren over at The Bookish Fairy tagged me in this about a month ago, so apologies for only just getting to it and thanks for the Tag!


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Des from Rhapsodic – I love his character he is so beautifully complex, he’s not a particularly happy character but reading about him makes me happy!


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Rhysand from A Court of Thorns and Roses, all the characters in this series are magical but Rhys damn he is the most magical of them all. His power is so bad ass!


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Luc from The Lux series, he is very much a background character who is pulling all the strings, but every little scene he is in he is awesome – I can’t wait to read his book!


5Tamlin from A Court of Thorns and Roses, throughout the series he does so many bad things you start to lose count!


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Tink from the Wicked Trilogy, I just love him everything he does and says is so funny!


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I’m going to go with Mustang from Red Rising, she has a very quiet intelligence and it wasn’t until I finished the entire series that I realised just how clever she is.



I’m going to Tag a few people but if you don’t want to do it then that is fine 🙂

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That Man Next Door – Nadia Lee: Cover Reveal

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Series: Sweet Darlings Inc. Book #1

Author: Nadia Lee

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 24, 2017

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ThatManNextDoor7.5 A sweet and sexy standalone romantic comedy featuring a virgin and a hot lawyer!

I’m a twenty-two year-old virgin who’s had five one night stands. How that’s possible? Easy. I’ve never gone all the way. I just chicken out and bail. Thank God, I’ve always selected men I’ll never run across again…

…until that sexy-as-sin Matt from last weekend moves in next door…

…then shows up as a new in-house counsel at Sweet Darlings Inc. where I work.

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Christmas at the Lake – Charlotte Blake

Synopsis  

Sometimes love gets forgotten …

Hugely successful Lexi Stuart is used to guys pursuing her, but for all the wrong reasons. Sure, she’s beautiful and rich, but the men in her life never seem to want anything more serious than just sex. It’s a sad reality she’s become used to.

As a code writer in Silicon Valley, Adam Hunt doesn’t have to worry about money. And as a heartthrob in general, he doesn’t need to worry about attracting women, either. But when he meets Lexi during a Christmas holiday in Lake Tahoe, he’s floored that she won’t give him the time of day after one wild night together.

Now, this sports bum is about to take Lexi on the ride of her life. All she needs to do is hang on! 


More Details

Genre:  Romance
Page Length: 206
Characters: Lexi and Adam
Publication Date: September 5, 2017
Format: eBook


*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review*

Review

This was a nice little Christmas love story, I kinda wish that I’d been able to read it closer to Christmas but I enjoyed it none the less.

Lexi has all but given up on finding love until she meets Adam over a Christmas break at Lake Tahoe.

This book is told in the 3rd person, the writing flowed nicely I was able to picture the beautiful snowiness of Lake Tahoe and I’ve never even been there.

I enjoyed the relationship between Lexi and Adam, the pace in which they fell in love was good. The sex scenes are steamy and there are plenty of them. I liked the chemistry between them as well, for people who are fairly different from one another they clicked really well.

The only thing I didn’t really like was Lexi’s insecurities, she over thought things and this could have been avoided if she and Adam had just communicated a lot better.

The Bottom Line:

If you’re looking for a steamy little Christmas read then I recommend you give this one ago.

My Rating:  3/5 🌟🌟🌟

Other Pursuits (#4) September 17

It’s the 1st October! Which means it time to have a look back at September. It has been a strange month because it’s felt never ending but at the same time, I can’t believe it’s Autumn already. I’ve noticed the shops getting their Christmas stuff out already so before we know it December will be upon us. Anyways this is what I got up to over the last month.

TV SHOWS

The Walking Dead

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I’ve been nagging at my poor husband for months to give this show ago and finally we sat and watched the first episode at the beginning of the month. The result… I gave up after ep1.  It was so slow going, and I felt unnecessarily gory. It’s a zombie programme so I accept there has to be some gore also I love GoT so I’m pretty much used to watching stomach-churning scenes without even flinching, but there’s a part towards the end of the episode where there’s a shit ton of zombies eating horse intestines, I don’t need to see that I fully knew it was going to happen but I didn’t need to see them do it.


Grey’s Anatomy Rewatch

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I’m still soldiering on with this rewatch. I’ve got to season 6 now. I never realized how much a missed George until this rewatch, he was never my favorite character but he did bring something that I don’t think anyone else really has. I can’t wait for Izzy to go through, she has started to get on my nerves a bit.

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Trolls

This is possibly the most f*#@ked up kid’s movie I have watched in a long time. I swear the person who wrote the script was on drugs at the time! Yeah, I don’t really know what else to say about it except is super weird!


Passengers

I watched this a few weeks ago, and while I did enjoy it I felt the story lacked a little something. I think I had my expectations really high though because from the trailers it looked like it going to be a bit like the book Across the Universe (by Beth Revis, which is a brilliant trilogy) but apart from the waking up early element it was nothing really like it.


Baywatch

This was actually a pretty funny movie. My main beef is that it didn’t start with the epic Baywatch song! But its defiantly worth a watch, lots of action and lots of comedy. The Rock and Zac Efron were hilarious together!

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Goodwood Revival

I went to Goodwood Revival at the beginning of this month. and if you don’t know what that is here’s a little explanation from Wiki:

“The Goodwood Revival is a three-day festival held each September at Goodwood Circuit since 1998 for the types of road racing cars and motorcycles that would have competed during the circuit’s original period—1948–1966”

I attend this event not just for the cars (I prefer the modern cars or classic American muscle cars) but for the clothing, everyone dresses up in clothing from the 1940s to 1960s. It was a fun day but very knackering I did around 7 miles of walking around.


New Sofa

I finally (we had to wait 12 weeks for delivery)  took delivery of our new sofa this month. It’s a leather electric recliner. I love it and hate it. It’s very comfy and has the added surprise of USB ports on the side but I do miss the size and coziness of my old fabric corner sofa.

Signed Book

To finish off this post, some book fun. My signed copy of If There’s No Tomorrow came on Friday! It’s so pretty I love it:

 


 

Until Next Time! 🤓

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