Sunny Shelly’s Review: The Reality Of Wright And Wrong, by Leddy Harper

We’re celebrating the release of The Reality of Wright and Wrong by Leddy Harper! Check out the excerpt below and one-click today!

Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 14, 2019
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Blurb:

“Save me and have me, fix me and I’m yours.”

What do you do when you catch your fiancé grinding on another woman? Well, if you’re me, you run off with a sexy, ink-covered tattoo artist who goes by the name Wrong.

Then you marry him after a week.

This isn’t a story of love at first sight—love didn’t come into play until after I had ruined it all. It’s the reality of what is right and what is wrong when it comes to soulmates.

Excerpt:

Mercy rested the back of her head along the edge of the pool, the water hiding the parts of her I craved to see. The subtle curve of her hips and smooth skin along her inner thighs. Granted, the best parts were still covered by a yellow bikini that left more to the imagination that I would’ve wanted. Regardless, the soft swell of her breasts that bobbed to the surface every now and then left me drooling and dangerously close to pitching a tent in my board shorts.

“What’s the story behind your name? Where’d Mercy come from?” I crouched in front of her so that the water covered my shoulders, putting us face to face.

She rolled her eyes, yet the smile that danced on her lips negated any irritation she sought to convey. “If you had to guess…what would it be?”

I stared at her for a moment and contemplated all the reasons her parents would’ve given her such a name. “Your mom begged for mercy while she was in labor with you.”

“You’re such a good guesser,” she said, humor coloring her tone.

“Is that really the reason? Or are you just fucking with me?”

“You’ll never know, will you, Brogan?” Not only did Mercy lookinnocent, but she acted and flirted like a good girl you’d bring home to meet your mom. And for someone like me, that was a dangerous trait to have. “Or should I call you Wrong?”

My chest constricted so rapidly, so harshly that I lost the ability to breathe for a moment. The mere the thought of her referring to me aswrongin any fashion—regardless of it being my nickname and everyone else under the sun calling me that—resembled a sledgehammer to my sternum. “No. Call me by my name.”

Any sign of amusement in her expression fell away. Apprehension curled her shoulders and embarrassment lowered her lashes, preventing me from seeing her eyes. I hated that she’d blocked me out. More than any other time since meeting her, this was the moment I needed to see them the most.

“Mercy…” It was raspy and low, my throat unwilling to release her name for fear it’d slip away and I’d never get it back. But before I could say anything else, she lifted her gaze. And I stopped breathing for an entirely new reason.

Two burning embers stared back at me, desperate and hungry for just one breeze to bring them back to life. Needing to ground myself, I grabbed ahold of her legs, behind her knees, and stepped between them. With her thighs against my hips, she gasped, and her eyes popped open wider. And those two dangerous, smoldering embers became two raging fires, yearning to burn out of control.

“Women call me Wrong because they climb into my bed thinking I’m Mr. Right, and then leave knowing I’m nothing but wrong for them. That’s why I want you to call me by my name. Call me Brogan. Not Wrong.”

“Okay…”

Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

The Reality Of Wright And Wrong doesn’t really fall into the typical romance tropes. It’s a marriage, but not one of convenience. It’s kind of instalove, but not really. It’s not quite opposites attract. But it is a phenomenal story of soulmates, an intense reaction to another person, and trusting your heart.

Mercy is so damn wish-washy through most of this book, and I felt that Brogan was a saint for not walking away from her! He’s so patient and kind and gentle, and so sure in the connection that they share. Once a Playboy, he’s an absolute goner from the first night that they met.

I didn’t completely agree with some of Mercy’s decisions at first when it came to her Fiance, and how she handled the situation, but as the story unfolded, I understood why LH wrote it that way.

Brogan is not at all the kind of guy you’d assume a tatted and pierced hulk to be. But he is a swoony alpha hero, a pure romantic and such a kind soul. Sigh. I understood all of Mercy’s reasons for being so hesitant with their relationship, and I was so happy when she came around.

I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

 

 

 

About the Author:

 

Leddy Harper had to use her imagination often as a child. She grew up the only girl in a house full of boys. At the age of fourteen, she decided to use that imagination and wrote her first book, and never stopped. She often calls writing her therapy, using it as a way to deal with issues through the eyes of her characters.

She is now a mother of three girls, leaving her husband as the only man in a house full of females. The decision to publish her first book was made as a way of showing her children to go after whatever it is they want to. Love what you do and do it well. And to teach them what it means to overcome their fears.

 

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