Release Date: January 5, 2018
it to them. Dark, broody, and sexy? You got it. Need to laugh? I’m your guy.
Desperate for something to put you in the mood? You’ve come to the right place,
kitten.
the ladies flocking to me in need of their next book boyfriend. I’m that dude.
The one who knows his way around the romance section. And if you think that
hasn’t gotten me plenty of action over the years, you’d be wrong.
in danger. If I can’t prove to my boss that I’m more than a playboy who
recommends romance in the hopes of getting some hanky panky in the stacks, I
can kiss my job goodbye.
embarrassing romantic comedy told in both points of view, complete with tacos,
romance novel love, and unicorn parties with no cheating or cliffhangers.
Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Fake Relationship Stars
A hot librarian who reads romance novels? Yes, please!
Stud In The Stacks is set in the same world as Mister McHottie, and follows Sia’s friend and co-worker, Parker, who we met in the first book. She’s desperate for a date for her HS reunion, so she brainstorms an idea to ask a hunky stripper from a charity auction. Said hunky stripper turns out to be a guy she used to babysit! Those first few chapters when she realizes the connection were hysterical.
Knox, meanwhile, has quite the playboy reputation and needs to put forth the appearance of having settled down or losing the job he loves at the library. He and Parker make a fake relationship/sex-with-no-strings pact to get through both of their events. But like the 92 fake fiancée books that Knox has read, they both start to develop feelings for one another.
Predictable? Sure. But Pippa Grant pokes fun at the trope by having these characters fall into all of the pratfalls themselves. Knox and Parker are both relatable, likeable characters, and the supporting players are ones that i would like to get to know better.
Overall, Stud In The Stacks is a highly enjoyable read for any lover of romantic fiction. Now, where can I sign up for Knox’s Mr. Romance blog and book club?
I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.
roomful of women, I’m pleased to report my loincloth still fits in all the
right places. Tad more snug in front than I remember, but if I had to grow,
might as well be in the junk.
that I’m up. Spider-Man gives me a fist bump. Thor smacks my ass. They’re the
last two bachelors going up on the block after me in tonight’s superhero-themed
auction.
Jane would beg to differ.
ready to throw down the hundred bucks I slipped her before the show.
went for a cool five grand.
she started the bidding on him. A grade-A, condescending asshat who thought
just because he had a few million bucks in the bank, he could call people gay
like that’s an insult and take a metaphorical shit on my favorite books.
escape into sexy, funny stories way more than she likes perpetually cleaning
toothpaste out of sinks and off toilet handles. When she’s not reading,
writing, sleeping, or trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be
productive members of society, she’s fantasizing about chocolate chip cookies.
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