Monday, March 2, 2020

~*♥Release Blitz♥*~ Coming Undone (Count on Me #8) by Melyssa Winchester



Title: Coming Undone

Author: Melyssa Winchester

Series: Count on Me #8

Characters: Tim Bradshaw, Amelia Evans, Eric Carmen

Release Date: March 2, 2020


SYNOPSIS

Every hero has a villain.

It’s been that way since the beginning of time.
If you’re looking for a present-day example, look no further than Batman.
He had a slew of them, but my personal favorite was Harvey Dent.
When you think about it, with the way my life has been, I could easily be considered his far more evil brother.
The only real difference between us? I have more faces than two.
You see, monsters aren’t born, they’re created.
And just like every villain who's come before me, I’m not going anywhere.
Not even when faced with my biggest challenge yet.

Jail.
I’m not walking away until they all pay for what they turned me into.
The monster with so many faces, he has no real face at all.





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ABOUT THE AUTHOR



Melyssa Winchester is a mother of four from Toronto, Ontario, Canada.

When she’s not writing, you can find her curled up with Supernatural or Veronica Mars, two of her many favorite shows. And when those aren’t available, curled up with a book, on the lookout for her next book boyfriend. If you want to find her, check Facebook (Melyssa Winchester) or Twitter (@WinchesterBooks), as she might have an addiction to both.

Melyssa is currently working on Engage and Company, the fifth & sixth novels in the Black and Blue series.


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Friday, February 7, 2020

~*♥Release Blitz with Review♥*~ The IT Guy by Andi Burns



Title: The IT Guy
Author: Andi Burns
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: February 7, 2020



Blurb

Elaine

I love my job, I love my house, and I love my cat. What else do I need out of life? Hmmm...maybe the hot new IT guy from work. Those dimples...And don’t get me started on his forearms.
But he’s way too young. Plus, office romance is never a good idea. Besides, my relationship track record is pitiful and the last thing I need is to get my heart broken again. So Simon Walker can take his charm, his Star Wars sheets, and his genius IQ and sweet talk some sweet young thing.

Simon

Elaine Madigan is easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. Hilarious. Sexy. Smart. And unfortunately, she’s also convinced herself that I’m way too young for, so she’s friend-zoned me.

Somehow I need to show her how grown up I really am. I need her to see that I’m ready to settle down--with her. It’s no easy task, but that doesn’t scare me. After all, I’m a techie, and cracking codes is what I do. No matter what it takes, I’ll hack the code to her heart.


The IT Guy by Andi Burns is a dual POV standalone work romance with a younger hero, office hijinks, lots of laughs, and plenty of steam.







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Excerpt

Simon

We’ve been at this scavenger hunt for a good half hour, and we’re tied at 5. We’ve got a list of outlandish costumes and the goal is to spot as many, in real time, as we can. People watching is fun, but let’s face it: I’ve mostly been watching Elaine--the way she smiles softly, the way she toys with the ends of her hair or the bracelets on her wrist. I thought I was crushing before, but spending time with her one-on-one, (and no, the occasional carpool does not count) has me completely enchanted.

She scans the bar again, but the look on her face tells me she’s come up empty. I take a quick glance around and smile.

“What?”

“Sexy nun for the win.”

“No freaking way.”

“Yes freaking way. Sexy nun right at your back. Wait.okay, look now.” I watch her turn to spot a co-ed in little more than a crop-top and a habit. Seriously, her skirt’s the size of a business envelope, which could be an issue in the eyes of the Lord. “Holy crap, that girl will catch pneumonia.”

“Maybe the sexy doctors at the bar should lend a hand?”

She laughs, and my heart expands. “Well, sure. It’s the medically responsible thing to do.”

I shake my head at the visual. “Sounds like a bad porno.”

“Is there such a thing as a good porno?” The sincerity in her voice makes me choke on my beer.

“Oh, God! I’m sorry! Are you okay? Here, put your arms up. Maybe you need the sexy doctors?”

I cough loudly and draw a few stares. I smile in reassurance. “I’m good,” I promise, as I clear my throat a final time. “I don’t need the sexy doctors. Thoroughly enjoying my evening with a sexy copy-editor, though.”

Elaine blushes at my compliment as I flag down the scarecrow. Hell, even I’m impressed with the level of smooth I’ve been able to maintain. Being with Elaine is so easy that all--well, okay, a solid 50%--of my awkwardness seems to have dissipated.

The scarecrow returns and nods when I ask for a refill. She turns to Elaine, “Another for you, too?”

“Yes, thanks, but I’ll switch to a Shirley Temple Black.” Scarecrow nods again and disappears into the crowd.

“Did you seriously just order a Shirley Temple?  That’s awesome. I don’t think I’ve had one of those since I was ten.”

She opens her mouth, and I’d bet my Wookie collection she’s about to knock on my age.
Emboldened by the fact that I’m making her laugh and this date is going well, despite my inability to wear matching shoes, I reach across the table and press my finger to her lips. “Don’t say it.”

She widens her eyes with innocence, but I’m not fooled. Gifted program, remember? “Don’t. Whatever crack you were going to say about my age or yours, don’t.” Scarecrow returns with our drinks, and I accept mine, even if it means pulling my hand away from Elaine’s lips.

“I wasn’t going to say anything.” She can’t keep a straight face as she lifts her drink.

“Bullshit. You were two seconds away from saying something like, ‘When you were ten? What was that? Three years ago?’” I’m sure I impress her with my exaggerated falsetto.

“Yes, well.” She looks appropriately and adorably sheepish. “I was merely going to clarify that a Shirley Temple Black is an improvement on the old standard because it contains a shot of vodka. And the Black comes in because that was her married name.”

“Who knew?  And it’s good, this grown up version?”

“It’s delicious.” She sips her drink through her straw, and my cock, which has been half hard since this date began, presses painfully against my fly. Christ. If she starts talking about porn again, I’ll go out of my damn mind.

She reaches across the table this time and puts her hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. Her thumb rubs over my pulse point; it’s barely a touch, but it’s enough to drive me crazy.
Her hand moves down to my forearm, and her fingers caress the skin there. It feels good, sure, but when I look up at her and see the flush on her cheeks and I know she’s getting turned on by my forearms, I nearly lose it.

She pulls away quickly, and I’m about to protest or cry like a baby, but she’s toying with the little plastic sword, and I’m a little mesmerized as she peels a cherry off the length of the sword, rolls it on the tips of her fingers, and then points it in my direction. “Want my cherry?”

Sweet. Jesus.




 Title: The IT Guy
Author: Andi Burns
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Comedy
Series or Standalone: Standalone
Rating: ★★★★★


I need something different, as far as my romances go these days, so after reading the blurb for this one, despite it being a new author to me, I knew I had to take a chance on it.
I’m glad I did.
It was the perfect mixture of romance, humor and steam factor in terms of scenes of intimacy.
The humor jumped out at me most, the ease at which these characters played so easily off each other even more so, because it felt real. It’s how I would want a romance of my own to be.
That’s not to say they didn’t face their own challenges and struggles, especially as it pertains to the age difference, which for our heroine, was something she focused heavily on, despite the attraction and feelings, but the way they were with each other had be so connected that I truly believed in them facing down and overcoming whatever came next.
This is one of those stories that was very feel good for me as a reader, and having it not be about a billionaire or an alpha male (which there is nothing wrong with, but sometimes one just needs a break), was a welcome change. I’m so thankful I have this author and this story a shot, but also that I was gifted an early release copy in order to do it.
This is definitely an author I want to read more from in the future and if you’re looking for a funny, romantic, yet steamy love story, this one might be the one for you.
My thanks to the author and all others involved in letting me read this before official release. It was a journey I’m thankful to have taken and can’t wait to do again in the future. 




Author Bio



Andi Burns writes contemporary romance infused with humor, sass, and steam. She loves a happily-ever-after as much as her characters do, and she always reads the last page of a book first, just to make sure it all turns out okay.


Andi lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and daughters. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, folding laundry, or daydreaming about her next hero and heroine.

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Wednesday, February 5, 2020

~*♥Cover Reveal♥*~ Coming Undone (Count on Me #8) by Melyssa Winchester


Title: Coming Undone

Author: Melyssa Winchester

Series: Count on Me #8

Characters: Tim Bradshaw, Amelia Evans, Eric Carmen

Release Date: TBD


SYNOPSIS

Every hero has a villain.

It’s been that way since the beginning of time.
If you’re looking for a present-day example, look no further than Batman.
He had a slew of them, but my personal favorite was Harvey Dent.
When you think about it, with the way my life has been, I could easily be considered his far more evil brother.
The only real difference between us, I have more faces than two.
You see, monsters aren’t born, they’re created.
And just like every villain that’s come before me, I’m not going anywhere.
Not even when faced with my biggest challenge yet.

Jail.
I’m not walking away until they all pay for what they turned me into.


The monster with so many faces, he has no real face at all.





ABOUT THE AUTHOR




Melyssa Winchester is a mother of four from Toronto, Ontario, Canada.

When she’s not writing, you can find her curled up with Supernatural or Veronica Mars, two of her many favorite shows. And when those aren’t available, curled up with a book, on the lookout for her next book boyfriend. If you want to find her, check Facebook (Melyssa Winchester) or Twitter (@WinchesterBooks), as she might have an addiction to both.

Melyssa is currently working on Engage and Company, the fifth & sixth novels in the Black and Blue series.


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Tuesday, January 14, 2020

~*♥Blog Tour with Review♥*~ Reverend of Silence by Pamela Sparkman



Reverend of Silence by Pamela Sparkman
Genre: Literary Fiction
Publication Date: January 14, 2020



SYNOPSIS



A coming of age story about faith, love, and overcoming society's prejudices during the American Antebellum period.
In 1810, Lucy Hallison suffered from a severe illness at the age of three, and later recovered, a deaf-mute. Unable to relate to the world in which she lives, she’s often ignored and sometimes treated with cruelty. Until a boy, Samuel Burke, steps into her life at the tender age of seven, coloring her world and showing her what it means to be seen, to not be invisible, to be understood.
The two become inseparable childhood friends, and as they grow and mature, there is the promise and hope of something more that also grows between them. But the hope of something more is put on hold so she can attend The American Asylum at Hartford for the Deaf and Dumb, the first of its kind, requiring her to leave the only home she’s ever known and the only boy she’s ever loved.
But while she is away, tragedy strikes, and Samuel is now the one unable to relate to the world in which he lives, unable to find his own voice, and withdrawing from everyone and everything he’s ever known.
When Lucy returns home from school, she has one goal in mind—to put color back into his world the way he had once put color into hers.
Because Samuel Burke had been her voice when she had needed him most.
Now, she is determined to be his.
Note: Inspired by real people and true historical accounts.




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“Mama, I’d like you to meet Samuel Burke, Reverend Burke’s son.” Noah beamed like he was introducing royalty to his mother. Lucy slid in behind her brother, her lunch pail loosely held by her fingers, nearly forgotten, stealing glances between us. “Samuel, I’d like to introduce you to my mother, Mrs. Hallison. My sisters are around here somewhere, I imagine. And my father and brother will be along shortly.”
“H-Hello, Mrs. Hallison,” I said. “Y-You have a very nice home.” I found that I stuttered a bit whenever I was nervous, a detail I’d never realized about myself.
Mrs. Hallison stepped forward and smiled. Hers wasn’t as soft as my mother’s. My eyes instantly cut to Lucy, and I wondered where her smile had come from.
“Samuel,” she said. “I’m pleased to meet you. Your father speaks highly of you.”
“He does?”
“That surprises you?”
“No ma’am. I mean . . . I suppose I never thought about it.”
She gestured toward the box sofa. “Would you care to sit?”
Noah nudged me forward. “Of course he would. I want him to meet everyone.” Before I could take a seat, however, his sisters entered the room. They were much older than Noah and Lucy. They looked very much like ladies, old enough to get married soon.
“Oh, there you two are,” Noah said. “I’d like you to meet Samuel Burke, my new friend. Sam, these are my sisters, Celia and Louisa.”
“Hello,” the redheaded one said softly. “I was just on my way to bring in more wood.” She dipped her head. “If you’ll excuse me.”
“Celia, I can do that. Go sit,” said Noah. “I’ll be right back, Samuel.”
I found myself seated between Mrs. Hallison and Noah’s other two sisters, feeling a bit like a sandwich. Lucy perched herself on one of the matching chairs, all by herself, her feet not even reaching the floor, and I compared it to the space I had, which was to say none, and I found I was extremely jealous of all the space she had to herself. My leg bounced nervously.
Mrs. Hallison asked about where I grew up and I answered. She asked about school and I answered that as well. When the side of my face grew warm, I knew . . . knew . . . Lucy was staring.
But when my eyes found hers, I found she was . . . laughing . . . though she tried to hide it. Her hand covered her mouth, her eyes crinkled around the edges, and there was a sparkle in them that wasn’t there before. I leaned forward a bit to look around my seat companions, who were speaking among themselves now. I wanted to know what she thought was funny. However, that seemed to make her eyes sparkle more until she had to turn completely away from me. I leaned back, confused.
What was so funny?
When she turned her head my way again and she glanced at my bouncing knee, I saw her biting back another smile.
She was laughing at my being uncomfortable, wedged between her mother and sisters. I willed her to look at me so I could scold her with my eyes. I knew how to do it. My father had given me the look enough, I was ready to give it to her when she finally lifted her eyes to mine. But instead of being reprimanded, her smile only brightened. Perhaps I wasn’t as good at giving the look as I’d hoped. Or . . . maybe . . . I was a sucker for her smile. Either way, something in me weakened and I found myself smiling, too, even laughing at my own situation.
“Something funny?” one of the sisters asked. Louisa, I think.
“No,” I said. “Just thinking of something that happened today.” I looked away from Lucy. I had to or else I’d laugh again.
“Hello?” a tall, broad-shouldered man said, entering the room, wearing a topper, tan pantaloons, and a linen shirt. The floorboards creaked as he walked across them.
“Oh, there you are, Jasper,” said Mrs. Hallison. “This here is Samuel Burke. Noah brought him home from school—to meet the family,” she finished.
“Burke,” he said, removing his hat. “Reverend Burke’s boy?”
Right away, I could see where Noah got his looks from—his father. Dark hair, dark eyes. He had a stern set to his jaw. I recalled how Noah had stood up to Fredrick that day in the schoolroom and how stern his jaw had been. And he would grow to be huge. I swallowed. “Y-Yes, sir,” I answered, standing to shake his hand, remembering my manners.
“Pleased to meet you,” he said. “We saw Noah gathering wood when we were coming inside. James is helping him. They’ll be in in a moment.”
I nodded and reclaimed my seat.
“James is our other son,” Mrs. Hallison explained. “He and Mr. Hallison make and repair saddles and sell them down on the wharf.”
I noticed Mrs. Hallison’s appearance then, not having paid much attention to it before, other than to notice she seemed tired. Even her brown hair seemed tired, hanging around her face, having fallen out of its pins that were holding it up. While Mr. Hallison wore fine clothes, she wore a faded dress that had been patched and sewn several times.
“All done,” Noah said, re-entering the room, seating himself in a chair by the window. “We stacked the wood where you said to, Papa.”
Mr. Hallison had taken the other matching seat across from Lucy, his hat resting on his knee. James leaned against the doorframe after he’d introduced himself. He, too, had the look of his father. The sisters, Celia and Louisa, I guess I could see a little of both of their parents in them.
As for Lucy, to me . . . she just looked like . . . Lucy. I didn’t see either parent in her.
“How was your day, Jasper?” Mrs. Hallison asked.
Mr. Hallison and James spoke about the saddles they made. I had to admit, I was wholly fascinated by what they did. I even thought it might be something I’d want to do. Everyone needed a saddle, after all.
Soon everyone else began to talk about their day. The ladies spoke of their knitting and food preparations. Noah discussed his lessons at school. I discussed mine when asked of them. But no one engaged with Lucy. Not even to smile in her direction. She just sat there, like a piece of furniture, an object in the room no one paid attention to.
I looked around at her family as they chattered on about this and about that. It was Noah who finally observed his sister had left the room.
“Where did Lucy go?” he asked.
“She left,” I said, throat so tight, I had to push the words out.
“When?”
I shook my head and stood, feeling like I might crack down the middle. “Half an hour ago. Mr. and Mrs. Hallison,” I said, “I must be going now. It’s getting late. I told my mother I’d be home in time for supper.” It wasn’t a lie, and for that I was grateful, but that was all I was feeling grateful for at the moment.
“I’ll walk you to the door,” Noah said.
“I know my way out.” I was upset and wasn’t sure who I needed to be more upset with—Noah and his family, or the illness that’d made Lucy lose her hearing, or the stupid kids at school, or the world in general. So I said I’d see him tomorrow and slipped out the door before words I’d regret later could slip out of my mouth.
I was halfway home when I heard footsteps coming up behind me. I turned, expecting to find Noah. Instead, I found Lucy.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, feeling outside myself. Lucy stopped, her eyes dropping to my mouth, her eyebrows pleating together. I realized my folly and moved toward her while pointing toward her house and then toward the sky. It was getting dark. She should be home. Not out here, chasing me through the fields. “Go back, Lucy.”
She stood there for a moment, looking at me, doing nothing else.
“Lucy?” I whispered.
And then I realized—she wasn’t looking at me. She was wanting me to look at her.
“Honey,” I murmured. “Your eyes are the color of honey.” The golden color I couldn’t name before. “I wish they didn’t look so sad.”
She looked over her shoulder, at the house she called home. A tear slid down her cheek.
“Lucy,” I whispered again. I knew she couldn’t hear me, but saying her name was more for me. I inched forward, touched her hand, same as I had before, caressed her fingers, and promised her that it would be all right. Whatever it was . . . it would be all right.
I’d thought being stared at was the worst thing for someone to be exposed to. I was wrong. Being invisible was. And Lucy Hallison had been invisible to mostly everyone.
But not anymore.
“I see you, Lucy. I promise I do.” I squeezed her hand. “Go,” I said, and pointed to her house. “It’s getting dark.”
She squeezed my hand back and left me standing in the fields between her house and mine.
I watched her until she was safely home before making my own way home again.
Later that night, after I crawled into bed, I wiped my own tear from my cheek, thinking about Noah’s story—how Lucy had toddled after him, calling out his name, and for a split second, when I’d heard her run up behind me, I’d almost thought Lucy was going to call out my name.
Sam, Sam, Sam!
I punched my pillow, and then I punched it again, because I knew she would never call out my name.
And, oh, how I wanted her to.
I rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Another tear fell, tracing a path to the whorl inside my ear. I stared at the ceiling until my eyes grew heavy. But before I drifted off to sleep, I asked God one burning question:
“Lord, am I old enough to have a broken heart? Because I think Lucy Hallison broke mine tonight.”
I fell asleep before I heard His answer.




REVIEW


Title: Reverend of Silence
Author: Pamela Sparkman
Genre: Literary Fiction
Series or Standalone: Standalone
Rating: 
★★★★★



If there’s one thing a new reader can expect when picking up a Pamela Sparkman novel, it’s simply this.
Be prepared for incredible storytelling.
And, Reverend of Silence, may be her strongest outing yet, and that truly is saying something given the epic fantasy realms she’s written about and the love stories she’s penned. Ones born out of the purest form of love.
This novel was a slight departure from previous novels, strictly based on the issues and struggles presented, the time period it all takes place in, and the two beautiful characters at the center of it. A coming of age tale to be sure, for Sam and Lucy both, along with Lucy’s brother Noah, but one that while facing prejudice and hatred, the sweetest of love stories are born out of. Whether from children or even from the adults who should know better, they triumphed over it all in a story showing strength and courage, change and acceptance.
It truly was such an eye-opening, beautiful experience, and I’m so glad I got to be a part of reading it.
Following along on Sam’s journey, as well as everyone else’s. Because that’s one of my favorite parts of this novel. Every character, stronger than the last, jumping from the page with their own large, unique personalities. Ones that no matter whether they’re young or old, you can see yourself or someone you know in it.
This story isn’t always pretty, but that’s what makes it so beautiful. Watching as these families, these characters triumph in what to me was a fantastic battle of good and evil. A very deep and real look into prejudices as a whole, and that even in this day and age, we need to look at and do our best to change.
It'll melt your heart, break it, but it will also by stories end, also put it back together again. The same way that it does for Sam, for Lucy, Noah and their families.
This story, Sam and Lucy, they will always hold such a treasured place in my heart. And so, will this author for allowing them to have this kind of impact.
My hope is that for anyone else reading, you end up walking away feeling the same.
My thanks to the author for letting me be a part of Sam and Lucy’s journey before the official release. It was an honor.


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To celebrate the release of REVEREND OF SILENCE by Pamela Sparkman, we're giving away a $25 Amazon gift card to one lucky winner!


GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:  Open internationally. One winner will receive a $25 Amazon gift card. This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Pamela Sparkman.  Giveaway ends 1/31/2020 @ 11:59pm EST.  CLICK HERE TO ENTER THE GIVEAWAY!




ABOUT THE AUTHOR



PAMELA SPARKMAN grew up in Alabama. She became an avid reader at a young age. The written word has always fascinated her and she wrote her first short story while still in elementary school. Inspiration for her stories always begins with a song. She believes music is the pulse of life and books are the heart of it.
When she isn't writing, however, she's spending time with her family and taking one day at a time.
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Friday, November 22, 2019

~*♥Cover Reveal♥*~ Reverend of Silence by Pamela Sparkman


From the author of Back to Yesterday comes a coming of age story about faith, love, and overcoming society's prejudices about the Deaf during the American Antebellum period. 


Reverend of Silence by Pamela Sparkman
Series: standalone
Genre: literary fiction
Publication date: January 14, 2020
Cover Designer: Hart & Bailey



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In 1810, Lucy Hallison suffered from a severe illness at the age of three, and later recovered, a deaf-mute. Unable to relate to the world in which she lives, she’s often ignored and sometimes treated with cruelty, until a boy, Samuel Burke, steps into her life at the tender age of seven, coloring her world and showing her what it means to be seen, to not be invisible, to be understood.

The two become inseparable childhood friends, and as they grow and mature, there is the promise and hope of something more that also grows between them. But the hope of something more is put on hold, so she can attend The American Asylum at Hartford for the Deaf and Dumb, the first of its kind, requiring her to leave the only home she’s ever known and the only boy she’s ever loved.

But while she is away, tragedy strikes, and Samuel is now the one unable to relate to the world in which he lives, unable to find his own voice, and withdrawing from everyone and everything he’s ever known.

When Lucy returns home from school, she has one goal in mind—to put color back into his world the way he had once put color into hers.

Because Samuel Burke had been her voice when she had needed him most.

Now, she is determined to be his.


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About the Author: 

Pamela Sparkman grew up in Alabama. She became an avid reader at a young age. The written word has always fascinated her and she wrote her first short story while still in elementary school. Inspiration for her stories always begins with a song. She believes music is the pulse of life and books are the heart of it.

When she isn’t writing, however, she’s spending time with her family and taking one day at a time.

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Wednesday, August 28, 2019

~*♥Release Blitz♥*~ A Friendly Game (A to Z Series #4) by Taylor Daniels


A Friendly Game (A to Z Series #4)
by Taylor Daniels
Genre: Steamy YA (Mature) set in the 90's
Release Date: August 27, 2019


BLURB

Will Gooden is back with another story for his favorite actress, Ashley Wright, and once again he's bringing her back to the 90s.

It's the late-90s, and online chat rooms are all the rage. One night, when surfing the web and landing in one of those rooms, Will meets captivating southern belle and avid pool player Faith Abbott. They agree to meet up, but Faith has a condition: she isn't coming alone...she's bringing her best friend Gracie!

As an out-of-control welcoming party rages on, Will and the girls sneak away for a friendly game of pool, but the stakes get raised in a big way, leading to one of Will's wildest stories yet!

This is the fourth book in the "A to Z" Series, featuring the steamy romances of Will Gooden. The entire series is tied together by two characters (Will Gooden and Ashley Wright), however each story can be read as a standalone. If you enjoy short steamy romances told from the perspective of a man that knows what he wants, this is the book for you!

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Taylor Daniels was born and raised in a small town nestled between Boston, MA and Providence, RI. After tiring of 9-to-5 life, Taylor left a career in insurance and wrote his first published work at the age of 40.


Taylor's stories are short, steamy, and have a singular, overarching theme. They can be read individually, or enjoyed as a series.


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