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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Out Of The Darkness, by Jessica Prince

Title: Out of the Darkness
Author: Jessica Prince
Series: Hope Valley
Genre: Contemporary Romance

The light had been snuffed out of Xander Caine’s world a long time ago, leaving him to suffer in darkness. After a tremendous loss, he closed himself off from anyone and everyone, content to live alone in the shadows. Then a woman blew into town with the force of a hurricane and shook everything up.
Sage Winthrop was looking to start over. She didn’t have a plan for what her new life would look like, but when she landed in Hope Valley, she knew it was the place she wanted to call home. Then one chance encounter outside of the best coffee shop in town set her world spinning.
Sage and Xander hated each other on sight. However, when they’re forced to work together, that hate eventually turns into something neither of them expected. Their attraction proves too strong to ignore. But when secrets from Sage’s past are revealed and her life is threatened, Xander has no choice but to let go of his demons and step out of the darkness in order to save the woman he loves.

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This morning had been . . . different. He was different.
After the second time we had sex, I’d seen a side of Xander I’d never experienced before. Sure, I knew he could be funny. He’d joked with me in the short time we’d been friends, and I totally dug his dry sense of humor, but I’d felt as if I had to pull each one of those out of him.
The Xander that I had this morning was something else.  He’d teased in a way he’d never done with me. Hell, he was downright playful. And if it hadn’t been for those shadows I could still see playing in his inky eyes and the way he said discussing his past was out of the question so unflinchingly, I would have thought he was actually happy.
“What’s on your mind, Shortcake?”
At Xander’s question, I pulled myself from my silent contemplation and turned to look at him.
“I miss the bike,” I answered on a pout. It might not have been the honest answer to his question, but it wasn’t a lie.
When we’d left Xander’s earlier, I noticed that the temp outside had taken a serious dive. Instead of leading me to where he’d parked the Harley the night before, he led me to a rustic-looking shed a few yards from the cabin where a big black and chrome truck was parked.
It was nice, relatively new and clean. I’d even go so far as to say the bench seat took my mind into some pretty deep gutters.
But it wasn’t his bike.
“Know you like the bike, baby, and you look sexy as shit in those pants and that jacket, but you’d have frozen to death on the back of it.”
My belly fluttered at his compliment of the outfit I’d painstakingly chosen the night before with him in mind. Good to know it had the intended effect.
He wasn’t wrong about the cold though. As awesome as my faux leather leggings and moto jacket were, they didn’t do a damn thing against the cold.
“Hmm. So what you’re saying is you like me in leather,” I teased.
He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, and the side of his mouth hooked upward. “I haven’t seen you in much I haven’t liked. But yeah. That leather comes in a close third.”
“After the red dress?”
“After the red dress,” he confirmed.
Curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn’t help but ask, “So what came in at number one?”
He didn’t hesitate. “Those ripped jeans with the fishnets underneath and that cropped black top you wore to The Tap Room a while back.”
Seriously?” I turned to face him full-on. “That’s nowhere close to the best I’ve got! You’ve seen me in way hotter outfits. Hell, half of what I wear to work is better.” Then something hit me. “Wait—how did you even see me in that?”
“Was walkin’ by the bar, saw you dancin’ through the window,” he answered. “And I didn’t say it was the hottest, babe. Yes, most of what you wear to work has me walkin’ around with a hard-on I can’t get rid of, but that one was still my favorite, ’cause it was you.”
My lips parted and I suddenly found it difficult to breathe as I whispered, “It was me?”
“Yeah,” he replied casually, keeping his eyes on the road, so he couldn’t have seen how big an impact his statement was having on me right then. “From the hair to those boots, it was all you.”
Oh shitDo not cry, Sage, I mentally scolded. I’d spent three years with a man who did everything in his power to change me. He took who I was and twisted and molded until I became something completely different, and I’d let him.
But with one simple comment, the man beside me not only showed he knew the realme, but that he liked it. He couldn’t possibly know, but having him say that meant absolutely everything.
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Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

Oh my goodness! I stayed up into the wee hours of the morning because I had to finish this book. I read it in a single day. And by the time I finally went to sleep, my heart had been stomped upon and my eyes were red and puffy from crying. I hate to say it, only because I’d really been rooting for Cord and Rory, but I think Xander and Sage are my favorite Hope Valley couple yet!

Xander is the alphaest of alpha males. He’s a big, burly, surly, beast of a man. The jabs that he and Sage exchange from the get-go are freakin hilarious. Paul Bunyan and Shortcake had me in stitches with their hatefest. And you know when a couple bickers like that, it’s going to be amazing when they finally give in.

Surprisingly, as much as I laughed while reading this book, was full-blown sobbing at parts, too. Because underneath that big, burly, surly, beast is a man so broken and haunted by the demons of his past that he lives in a self-inflicted world of misery. And when he lets his darkness come between him and Sage, I was a mess. Like with the other books in this series, there’s an incident where Sage is in danger and Xander gets to play knight in black leather armor. And it’s perfect and beautiful and made me cry all over again.

Jessica Prince has done an amazing job with every single book in this series. While they are all standalones, I love how interconnected and intertwined and close this group of friends are, and the support they give one another. And though Sage is a newcomer to Hope Valley, she’s welcomed to the group as one of their own.

I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

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Born and raised around Houston Texas, Jessica spent most of her life complaining about the heat, humidity, and all around pain in the ass weather. It was only as an adult that she quickly realized the cost of living in Houston made up for not being able to breathe when she stepped outside. That’s why God created central air, after all.
Jessica is the mother of a perfect little boy–she refuses to accept that he inherited her attitude and sarcastic nature no matter what her husband says.
In addition to being a wife and mom, she’s also a wino, a coffee addict, and an avid lover of all types of books–romances still being her all time favs. Her husband likes to claim that reading is her obsession but she just says it’s a passion…there’s a difference. Not that she’d expect a boy to understand.
Jessica has been writing since she was a little girl, but thankfully grew out of drawing her own pictures for her stories before ever publishing her first book. Because an artist she is not.
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Sunny Shelly’s Review: The Family Journal, by Carolyn Brown

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Title: The Family Journal

Author: Carolyn Brown

Release Date: November 12, 2019

Publisher: Montlake Romance

Summary

At the end of her rope, single mom Lily Anderson is determined to move her rebellious children in the right direction. That means taking away their cell phones, tablets, and computers—at least temporarily—and moving to the house where Lily grew up in the rural town of Comfort, Texas. But Lily has a bigger challenge than two sulking kids.
The house comes with Mack Cooper, high school teacher and handsome longtime renter. The arrangement: just housemates. But Mack’s devoted attention to the kids starts to warm Lily’s resistant heart. Then Lily finds an old leather-bound book in which five generations of her female ancestors shared their struggles and dreams. To Lily, it’s a bracing reminder about the importance of family . . . and love.
Now it’s time for Lily to add an adventurous new chapter to the cherished family journal—by embracing a fresh start and taking a chance on a man who could make her house a home.

 

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Excerpt: The Family Journal by Carolyn Brown
 

Lily reached for her tea at the same time Mack was setting his glass back down. Their hands touched again. Her breath caught in her chest, and her pulse jacked up several notches.

“I’m going to ask you a dumb question,” he drawled. “Do you feel chemistry between us?”

Her chest tightened. Of course she felt something between them, but she damn sure didn’t want to talk about it like they were discussing the price of goat feed. And yet . . . they were adults, not hormonal teenagers who jumped into the fire with both feet when they felt something for another person. How many times had she told her clients in therapy sessions to talk things out?

“Why is that dumb?” she asked.

“It kind of sounded dumb in my head, and even more so when I said it,” he said.

“Yes, I do feel something between us.” She nodded. “I’ve wondered if it’s because I haven’t dated all that much. How about you?”

“No dates in three years. Nothing serious since Natalie,” he admitted.

“Do you think it’s because we hav-haven’t,” she stammered.

“No, I think there’s definitely an attraction between us, and I’ll tell you right now, up front, you deserve better than me,” he said.

Lily frowned so hard that her eyes became mere slits. “Why would you say a stupid thing like that?”

“I’m a high school vo-ag teacher, and I’ll never be rich. Hell, I’m forty-one, and I don’t even own a house. I’ve just got a pickup that’s paid for and a herd of goats,” he said.

“Why, Mack Cooper, are you thinkin’ marriage?” she joked. “You haven’t even kissed me yet.”

“I’m just thinking that we shouldn’t start anything without being completely honest, and, honey, I can remedy that kissing part anytime.” His green eyes twinkled.

Lily felt heat rising to her cheeks when she thought of kissing him. How in the devil would it even work if they did decide to go out, or got into a relationship beyond friendship? They lived in the same house with Holly and Braden underfoot all the time. “I’ve got two kids,” she blurted out.

“I’ve got forty goats.” He grinned.

“Did you say it’s time to go feed the goats?” Braden came across the room and leaned his arms on the back of the sofa.

Point proven, she thought.

“Yep, it is,” Mack answered. “I reckon we both need to get changed so we don’t ruin our good clothes.”

“I’ll be down in five minutes.” Braden ran up the stairs.

Mack crossed the room and bent to brush a sweet kiss across her lips. The tenderness of his mouth barely touching hers and his drawl combined to send a heat flash through her whole body. If that brief contact created such an effect, a relationship might burn down the house.

Sunny Shelly’s Review: 4 Stars

This book was so much more than a love story between Lily and Mack, an old high school friend. It was a beautiful story of the strength of women and family, and the bonds that tie us together as family.

Having a hard time with her teenaged children, Lily packs them up and moves them to her rural hometown. But rather than kick out her tenent, Mack, the four become a motley crew of roommates. That is how the romance blossoms between the old friends, but it’s the family journal that Lily finds that helps her heal her relationship with her daughter. And in a way, heal herself, as she’s forced to face some truths she’d turned a blind eye to.

This story is wonderfully written, with rich characters and a gripping tale of love and family. I received an advanced copy via NetGalley from the publisher and voluntarily left a review.

CarolynBrown

Author Biography

Carolyn Brown is a RITA finalist and the New York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of one hundred books. Her genres include contemporary and historical romances, cowboy and country music romances, and women’s fiction. She and her husband live in the small town of Davis, Oklahoma, where everyone knows everyone else, knows what they are doing and when . . . and reads the local newspaper every Wednesday to see who got caught. They have three grown children and enough grandchildren to keep them young. Visit Carolyn at www.carolynbrownbooks.com.

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Crazy For Loving You, by Pippa Grant

 

 

Title: Crazy for Loving You

A Bluewater Billionaires Novel

Author: Pippa Grant
Genre: Romantic Comedy

 Release Date: November 8, 2019

Blurb

 

Is there anything hotter than a growly, overprotective
Marine cradling a baby? My melted ovaries don’t think so. 
When you work hard and have the bank account to prove it,
you’re entitled to play hard. I’ve seen some crazy things. I’ve caused some
crazy scenes. And there’s no shame in my game.
But I’m still knocked off my stilettos when an insane chain
of events leads to me inheriting a baby. The craziest part? The baby comes with
a by-the-books, no-nonsense retired Marine who’s so regimented that I wouldn’t
be surprised if he irons his boxer shorts. 
Parenting? Bring it on. I don’t need sleep—I once started my
day with business meetings in Cairo and ended it three days later at a club in
Melbourne. Changing diapers? Please. It can’t be any more challenging than
changing out of Spanx on the back of a moving motorcycle. Training the little guy
to run the family’s real estate empire? He’ll be all our bosses by the time
he’s four.
But living with my new co-guardian? The gruff, muscled,
tattooed former military man who manages to check all my boxes while trying to
sneak under my skin?
He needs to go.
Because the longer he stays, the more layers he’s peeling
off my heart.
But love isn’t something that’s ever diluted my gene pool,
and I like my life just fine without it. I have awesome friends, this adorable
baby and an obscene amount of money. Who needs love? 
Turns out…maybe me.
Crazy for Loving You is a larger-than life ride
through accidental parenthood featuring a fun-loving billionaire playgirl, a
crusty Marine with a gooey center, a horny dolphin, the world’s most obscene
pool, and all the fun you’d expect from a world built by Lucy Score, Claire
Kingsley, Kathryn Nolan, and Pippa Grant.

 

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: 4 Stars

Pippa Grant puts her quirky stamp on Daisy in Crazy For Loving You, one of the Bluewater Billionaire books.

There is something so funny about quirky, free-spirited Daisy and gruff, no-nonsense Marine West. Thanks to their attempts at co-parenting baby Remington (Remy), this book is full of craziness, laugh-out-loud moments… and lots of family dysfunction. And as much as they get off on the wrong foot, it’s sweet to see Daisy and West fall in love with one another as they fall in love with baby Remy.

This series collaboration from four authors has been a delight to read! I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

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Pippa Grant is a USA Today
Bestselling author who writes romantic comedies that will make tears run down
your leg. When she’s not reading, writing or sleeping, she’s being crowned
employee of the month as a stay-at-home mom and housewife trying to prepare her
adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, all the while
fantasizing about long walks on the beach with hot chocolate chip cookies.
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Sunny Shelly’s Review: An Unexpected Kind, by Angela K. Parker

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An Unexpected Kind
by Angela K. Parker
Publication date: June 11th 2018
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

Description:

Bradley

I used to think that love was for the weak.
It was not something that would ever tie me down.

Until I learned the truth behind my resistance.

When I let down my guard, I wasn’t expecting to find love.
Samantha’s voice called for my attention before I ever met her.
Now my heart is in need. My heart wants her.
And I will do whatever it takes to make it happen.

Samantha

All I ever wanted was to be loved.
Until love crushed my heart into a million pieces.

I built a wall tough enough that no one could ever get that close again.

But Bradley isn’t just anyone. I’m not prepared for all that he is.
He’s searching for something that I don’t think I can give.
The more I try to deny him the harder it becomes.
He’s going to tear my wall down. And I’m torn because…
I wasn’t looking for love.
Love found me.

Sunny Shelly’s Review: 3 Stars

This was a cute young adult story. I enjoyed it, but I didn’t love it. The book is split into two parts, with the first being the backstory of Brad and Samantha. The second part is when they meet by chance as juniors in college, both having suffered teenage heartbreak and being closed off to love.

I felt that the story was rushed when they finally do get together, and I was left wanting more of them as a couple. After all of the backstory I read, I felt a bit gipped by what I read of their actual relationship. Overall, An Unexpected Kind left me just wanting more.

I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Loving Miss Sassy, by A.M. Madden & Joanne Schwehm

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I am sure of four things:

 

I’m the most sought-after social influencer.

I’m prepared to kick ass and take names.

I’m going to conquer the Big Apple.

I wasn’t prepared to have an unexpected roommate who happens to be drop-dead gorgeous.

 

Being the younger sister of two overprotective brothers taught me to be tenacious. Granted, that didn’t fare well when I mistook my roomie for an intruder. Fine, maybe a right hook wasn’t the most ladylike greeting, but his black eye only lasted a week. How was I supposed to know said intruder was also my advertising adversary?

 

The answer: I didn’t.

 

And having a single wall separating our bedrooms only adds more angst to my list. I’m sure I’ll never get a good night’s rest wondering if he sleeps commando . . . if those are moans I hear or snores . . . if he imagines me in his bed as I imagine him in mine.

 

The list goes on and on.

 

The most shocking thing I wasn’t prepared for was how he managed to capture my heart . . . right before he shattered it.

 

He called me Miss Sassy, and I proved him right.

 

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

Dante and Luca Benedetto’s little sister gets her own chance at love in Loving Miss Sassy. What a spitfire Gianna is! This enemies-to-lovers/roommate romance sizzles just as much as the rest of the couple in JS and AM’s Mr. Wrong series.

The difference in approaches that Colton and Gianna have in their marketing plans is brilliant. It puts them at odds while really using the new technology vs old school approach to consumerism. Each jab and zinger between them is spiked with chemistry, and it sets the stage for a brilliant romcom that I’ve come to expect from this writing duo.

Dive in, you won’t regret it! I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

 

 

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHORS

Joanne Schwehm and A.M. Madden have once again teamed up writing a sexy standalone romance. They strive to bring you heartfelt romances that you can lose yourself in.

Once their lives connected, they decided they must have been separated at birth. Their love for all things romance and bad reality television, made them realize they share the same brain. Combine that with their Italian upbringing and they are a perfect match.

Together, they have achieved bestselling status as well as having two award-winning books in their contemporary series, The Mr. Wrong Series.

You can contact them at madjo.romance@gmail.com

 

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A.M. Madden Social Media:

Website www.ammadden.com

BookBub: www.bookbub.com/authors/a-m-madden

Facebook www.facebook.com/pages/AM-Madden-Author/584346794950765

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Goodreads www.goodreads.com/author/show/7203641.A_M_Madden

Email am.madden@aol.com

A.M.’s Mad Reader Group www.facebook.com/groups/893157480742443/

MadJo Reader Group https://www.facebook.com/groups/1317311534966197/

 

Joanne Schwehm Social Media:

Website: www.joanneschwehmbooks.com

BookBub: www.bookbub.com/authors/joanne-schwehm

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Twitter: www.twitter.com/JSchwehmBooks

Instagram: www.instagram.com/jschwehmbooks/

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GR Reading Group: www.goodreads.com/group/show/156533-joanne-schwehm-s-romantic-reading-friends

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Nome-O Seeks Juliet, by Katy Regnery

 

 
New York Times bestselling author Katy Regnery returns with the second book in her Odds-Are-Good series!
Release Date: November 4

 

When a lonely vet(eran) and an ambitious vet(erinarian) work together to win the Qimmiq 200, sparks will fly…

 

Montana-born veterinary student, Juliet Sanderson, is disappointed when her project on the treatment and care of sled dogs falls through due to the illness of a local musher. In an effort to salvage her study and graduate, she answers the personal ad of Alaskan musher, Cody Garrison, who is desperately seeking a teammate for an upcoming co-ed race, The Qimmiq 200.

 

Cody Garrison, a retired U.S. Marine, doesn’t tell Juliet that he was left permanently disabled during his time in active service, fearing that she wouldn’t agree to race with him if she knew. But once she arrives in Alaska, discovering the truth about Cody’s past will be inevitable. Will the partnership they’ve agreed to, and the off-the-charts chemistry between them, be enough to see them through the rigors of training and secure them the win of their lives?


 

 

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

This story was so sweet! And so unique! I loved the setting in Alaska, but moreso, the ins and outs of dog-sled racing. Cody was such a sweet, sweet man. I loved that he didn’t let his disability stop him from doing anything (like mushing!) yet he was so vulnerable and insecure about it at the same time. Juliet hits him like a ton of bricks, and the evolution of their friendship to romance was perfect.

I did feel that the end was a bit rushed. I got what I wanted from the newspaper epilogue, but I wanted to SEE that adjustment in their relationship once he decides that Juliet is his dream, not running the Iditarod immediately.

Overall, Nome-O Seeks Juliet is a delight and an enjoyable story to get lost in! I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

 

 

 
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katy Regnery started her writing career by enrolling in a short story class in January 2012. One year later, she signed her first contract, and Katy’s first novel was published in September 2013.

 

Over forty books later, Katy claims authorship of the multititled New York Times and USA Today bestselling Blueberry Lane Series, which follows the English, Winslow, Rousseau, Story, and Ambler families of Philadelphia; the seven-book, bestselling ~a modern fairytale~ series, including Katy’s “Beauty and the Beast” story, The Vixen and the Vet, which was a 2015 RITA© nominee; and several other stand-alone novels and novellas, including the critically-acclaimed, 2018 RITA© nominated, USA Today bestselling contemporary romance, Unloved, a love story.
Katy’s books are available in English, French, German, Italian, Polish, Portuguese and Turkish.
 
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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Dirty Letters, by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

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Title: Dirty Letters

Authors: Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward

Release Date: November 5, 2019

Publisher: Montlake

Summary

She had yet to meet him but had never forgotten the British boy who’d warmed her heart.

As childhood pen pals, Griffin Quinn and Luca Vinetti couldn’t have been more different. Over the years, through hundreds of letters, they became best friends, sharing their deepest, darkest secrets.

Until one day it ended.

Griffin never understood why Luca disappeared. She was special. She knew the real him like no one else. He writes her a drunken letter, an angry one, never expecting her to write back.

Before they know it, they’re right where they left off. This time with heat.

But as playing catch-up goes from fun to flirty to downright dirty, Luca wants more. She wants Griffin in the flesh. That’s where it gets risky. Because when they meet, the mystery will be over. And once they really get to know each other, there’ll be no going back.

 

EXCERPT: Dirty Letters by Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward

 

The small dining room table had a pile of mail. I’d had Dad’s mail forwarded to my house, so mostly it was just catalogs and junk. Once a month, Mrs. Cascio sent me everything that arrived, even though I’d told her it wasn’t necessary. I mindlessly fingered through the pile, not expecting to see anything worth keeping. But I stopped at an envelope addressed to me—well, not me, but Luca Ryan. That was a name I hadn’t heard in a long time. In second grade, my teacher, Mrs. Ryan, started a pen pal writing program with a small town in England. We weren’t allowed to use our real last names for safety reasons, so the entire class used her last name—hence I was Luca Ryan. I checked out the return address for the sender’s name.

  1. Quinn

Wow, really? It couldn’t be.

I squinted at the postmark. It was from a PO box in California, not England, but I didn’t know any other Quinn other than Griffin. And the handwriting did look pretty familiar. But it had been close to eight years since we’d exchanged letters. Why would he write now? Curious, I ripped it open and scanned right to the bottom of the letter for the name. Sure enough, it was from Griffin. I started at the beginning.

 

Dear Luca,

 

Do you like scotch? I remember you said you didn’t like the taste of beer. But we never did get around to comparing our taste in hard liquor. Why is that, you might ask? Let me remind you—because you stopped answering my letters eight damn years ago. I wanted to let you know, I’m still pissed off about that. My mum used to say I hold grudges. But I prefer to think of it as I remember the facts. And the fact of the matter is, you suck. There, I’ve said it. I’ve been holding that shit in for a long time. Don’t get me wrong—I’m not obsessive or anything. I don’t sit in my house thinking about you all day long. In fact, there have been months that go by when thoughts of you don’t even enter my brain. But then some random thing will pop into my head out of the blue. Like I’ll see some kid in a pram eating black licorice, and I’ll think of you. Side note—I’ve tried it again as an adult, and I still think it tastes like the bottom of my shoe, so perhaps it’s that you just have no taste. You probably don’t even like scotch. Anyway, I’m sure this letter won’t find its way to you. Or if by some miracle it does, you won’t answer. But if you’re reading this, you should know two things.

  1. The Macallan 1926 is worth the extra cash. Goes down smooth.
  2. You SUCK.

 

Later, traitor, Griffin

 

What in the hell?

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

 

Another great collab from Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward! I pretty much devoured this book in a lazy Sunday afternoon because I could not get enough of Griffin and Luca! The history between these two — childhood pen pals who never met — was an original twist on the celebrity/ordinary girl romance.

The authors did a great job of detailing Luca’s crippling anxiety, and how that worked against Griffin’s life as a famous singer. As much as they tried to make their relationship work, is his life of extremes too much for her to handle?

In the end, of course, Luca and Griffin strike a great balance. He’s so sweet in the way he protects and cares for her, goes out of his way to make sure that everything is perfect and takes into consideration all of her anxiety issues. And on the flip side, all of Luca’s reasons for wanting to break things off stemmed from her love for him, and not wanting her issues to drag Griffin down.

Dirty Letters is all kinds of sweetness, but still full of steam. I loved it! I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

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Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared on more than one hundred bestseller lists and are currently translated into twenty-six languages. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children, where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.

 

Penelope Ward is a New York TimesUSA Today, and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of more than twenty novels. A former television news anchor, Penelope has sold more than two million books and has appeared on the New York Times bestseller list twenty-one times. She resides in Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism.

 

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Stealing Her, by Rachel Van Dyken

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From the #1 New York Times bestselling author comes an unexpected love story of family, secrets, and the most intimate of deceptions.

Stealing Her, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by New York Times bestselling author, Rachel Van Dyken, is live!

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My estranged twin brother, Julian, was always the wonder boy—and soon-to-be CEO of our ruthless father’s corporation. My mother and me? Left behind. Now, years after tearing our family apart, my father dares to ask me for a favor? Pretend to be Julian while he fights to survive a tragic accident. It can save the company. Nobody will be the wiser. It’ll be our secret.

I can play Dad’s favorite. I’ll do it for Julian. And for my mother, who’ll want for nothing.

But this double life comes with a beauty of a hitch: my very real feelings for Julian’s fiancée, Isobel. Not only am I betraying Julian, I’m deceiving a woman I love. She doesn’t suspect a thing. As lies compound, lines are crossed and loyalties tested, all I can ask myself is…what have I done?

Because sooner or later something’s got to give. There’s no way I’m giving up Isobel. But once the truth is exposed, it might not be my choice at all.

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

This is a fantastic start to a new series by RVD. The blurb sucked me in, and I was hooked on the story. There aren’t many books I’ve read where the hero is posing as his twin, just a handful, so it’s still a fresh angle for me.

And man, Bridge was a good guy. He was so clearly torn over what he was doing to Isobel. Even though there was so much Bad blood between Bridge and Julian. This is not your classic forbidden romance. It’s full of twists and turns, heartache and heartbreak. RVD did a fantastic, wonderful job with this story!

I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Landon & Shay Part One, by Brittainy C. Cherry

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You know what they say…

All’s fair in the game of love and war—especially the heartbreaks.

Landon & Shay: Part One, an all-new second chance romance by Brittainy C. Cherry, is available now!

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Shay Gable hated my guts, and I hated hers, too.

We went out of our way to avoid one another at all times. When she came my direction, I went the other. When we locked eyes, she’d turn and walk away.

All of that changed the day I was presented with a challenge. It started out as a stupid bet: make Shay fall in love with me before I fell in love with her first.

That was an easy bet for me to win.

I didn’t love, I hardly liked.

Yet slowly the game started to shift. Shay made me crave things I never knew I wanted like love, happiness, and her.

The closer we grew, the more she challenged my darkness, and the parts I kept locked away.

The hurts.

The pains.

The truth.

The game between us became too real, our feelings intermixed, and the risks of hurting one another grew higher.

But you know what they say…

All’s fair in the game of love and war—especially the heartbreaks.

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Landon

Spin Seven was a mixture of spin the bottle and seven minutes in heaven. When it was my turn, I reached out to the bottle with no concern about whether or not it would land exactly where I wanted it to go. At fourteen years old, I’d learned how to perfect my spin-seven skills in order to kiss the girl I wanted.

Though, this time, I knew there wasn’t going to be a lot of kissing going on. More like yelling.

The bottle spun and spun, around and around. Shay’s eyes stayed glued to the glass beer bottle. The moment it started to slow down, I watched her lips part as she quietly muttered, “No, no, no,” before it stopped directly in front of her.

The circle began oohing and aahing at the idea that the two sworn enemies were on their way to the closet together for seven minutes straight. They were all here for that show, and I knew the moment we stepped into that closet, the door would be surrounded with people whispering and pressing their ear against it from the outside, trying to catch a snippet of what was going on behind closed doors.

I stood from the circle and gestured toward Shay. “Please,” I offered. “Chickens first.”

She grimaced, her thick, full eyebrows lowering a hair before she pushed herself up from the floor and headed toward the closet in haste. We both stepped inside and stood nose to nose.

“Okay, friends, you know the rules,” Eric said, grabbing the handle of the door. “Seven minutes in heaven—or, in your case, hell. Have fun!” He slammed the door shut, and the moment it happened, Shay whined with irritation.

“I can’t believe I’m locked in here with you for seven minutes. I could think of a million things I’d rather be doing,” she grumbled, probably with a pout.

“Like what?”

“Oh, I don’t know…watching paint dry.”

“Well, since we’re here, we should probably spend our time wisely,” I joked, moving to unbuckle my jeans, knowing it would bother her. I wished I could see the annoyance on her face. I loved when I got under her skin enough to make her nostrils flare.

“Oh my gosh, remove that idea from your mind, Landon, and stop messing with your belt, because there’s no way in hell I’m touching you.”

“I’ve thought about it before,” I said, my voice low and tame.

“Thought about what?”

“Kissing you.”

She huffed sarcastically. “I’m sure that’s not true.”

“You’re right, it’s not.”

“I know.”

It was true, though. It’d happened once—and only once—after Lance’s funeral. I had spent a lot of weeks being out of it, using alcohol to cope with the shitstorm raging inside my head, and I was a bit unstable. If my friends hadn’t been looking out for me, I would’ve probably gone overboard. I remembered walking into school one day and seeing Shay standing there at her locker with a few of her friends. She was laughing and tossing her head back in such a genuine way, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

I kept thinking about how she’d held me weeks prior and stayed with me during the lowest point of my life. She had been there—my enemy—taking care of my scars. And as I’d stared at her in the hallway, I’d thought about thanking her—walking over to her, parting my lips, and giving her my gratitude. I wasn’t used to people doing shit for me with no hope of anything in return, and Shay had done it without any expectations.

I remembered looking at her eyes, and then moving down to her slender nose, and then her cheeks, then those juicy lips.

I wondered how those lips would taste if I used mine against them to thank her. I wondered if she tasted like the candy she was always popping into her mouth. I wondered if she dripped of the angelic sin I always claimed her to be. I wondered for a split second…considered it for a blink in time…and then she slammed her locker, walked away, and I sobered up.

Still, I had considered it.

We both went quiet for a few moments before I cleared my throat again. I didn’t like silence. Silence and I didn’t get along too well. “Just one kiss, Chick. I can keep it a secret.”

“You keep secrets the same way you keep girls. AKA, you don’t—other than Monica.”

“Monica’s not mine.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that she thinks you’re hers.”

I smirked a little. “You jealous of her?”

“Jealous of her having to deal with a guy like you? Never in my life.”

“Whatever you say, Chick.”

“I wish you’d stop calling me Chick,” she snapped. “I hate it.”

“You want a new nickname, sweet cheeks? I can give you a new nickname, sweet cheeks.”

She shivered in disgust. Good. There was nothing I enjoyed more than getting on her nerves. “Not that either.”

“I’ll keep working on it.”

“Or you could just call me by my name.”

“Nah, Shay’s too ugly a name to leave my lips.”

“I hate you.”

“I hate you more.”

“Yeah, but I hate you the most.”

I snickered. “You really think you can get a guy like me to fall in love with you?”

“Yes. I’m positive, actually. People are the easiest to read, and that includes you.”

“You can’t read me, Shay.”

“I can, like an open book.”

“Okay.” I reached into my pocket, pulled out my cell phone, and turned on the flashlight, lighting up the small space. “Read me.”

She raised an eyebrow. “You sure you want me to do this? Reading people is kind of my gift, and you might not like what I have to say.”

“I never like what you have to say, so this time shouldn’t be any different. Go for it.”

She rolled her shoulders back and stretched out her arms as if she was about to deadlift me. “Okay. You’re fake, Landon.”

That was it? That was the big reveal? “What the hell do you mean I’m fake?”

“I mean exactly that. You. Are. Fake. F-A-K-E. Fake. There is nothing real about you. You’re a walking lie.”

I laughed. No joke, I actually laughed out loud, which didn’t happen often for me. It was a deep-rooted, belly laugh.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I questioned. “Everything about me is real. I’m the realist damn person you’ll come across in our town.”

“No,” she disagreed with a shake of her head. “You are the fakest. You’re even faker than the new boobs Carly Patrick got for her eighteenth birthday.”

What?!” I breathed out, stunned by her words. “I’m not fake, Shay.”

“It’s not a big deal, Landon.” She shrugged her shoulders and went to picking at her nails. “People seem to love your fakeness.”

“I’m not fake,” I argued again, my blood boiling at this point. “Plus, I’ve seen Carly’s boobs up close and personal. Those are straight in-your-face, nips-don’t-flick fake. There is no way in this world I’m more fake than those silicone watermelons. I’m a lot of shitty things, but fake isn’t one of them.”

“Okay then, can you answer a question for me?”

“Anything.”

“How many people know you’re sad?”

“The hell kind of question is that?” I barked.

“A very straightforward one,” she replied. She seemed so cool, calm, and collected—one of the many things I despised about her. It was as if her life was always so solid. I wished for that kind of stable structure, and seeing that she had it annoyed the living hell out of me.

“How long have you been sad, Landon?”

I glanced at my watch. “About a solid three minutes now, because being trapped inside this closet with you is complete hell.”

“Aren’t you the one who wanted to come in here with me?”

“Bad call. A lapse in judgment. I forgot how annoying you are.”

She smiled. She freaking smiled at me, pleased by my annoyance. “Are you going to answer me about your sadness?”

“Are you going to suck my dick?” I replied.

“Do you always do that?” she asked, tilting her head to the left as she studied my expressions. She was doing that thing she did—reading me. Taking note of my movements and the tightness of my jaw, taking in every inch of me.

Don’t let her read your pages, Landon. She couldn’t have even handled my prologue.

All my walls were up, and I wasn’t going to let her knock them down.

“Do what?” I questioned.

“Use sarcasm to shield your hurting.”

“There’s nothing hurting here. Look at this life. I have money, badass parties, and girls throwing themselves at me—why would I have anything to hurt about?”

“Maybe because money, girls, and parties don’t make a person happy. I see how miserable you are in your eyes.”

I grimaced and whisper-hissed, “You don’t know shit about me, Shay.”

“Then how am I able to get under your skin so easily? If that wasn’t true, if you weren’t sad, why would my saying that bother you so much?”

“You don’t,” I calmly replied.

She did.

She was pushing me, making me uncomfortable with the fact that she did seem able to see the parts of me no one else could. Anger was building in my chest, and I needed to defuse it before it became too big.

“Maybe it’s best if we shut up for the rest of the time,” I told her.

“For the second time in my life, I agree with you.”

Shay sat down on the floor of the closet, and I did the same, leaning back against some coats that were hanging. How did seven minutes feel like seventy? Was time moving at all? This was hell.

Then came the silence. The silence that brought out heavy thoughts. Shay could read my mind somehow, and so, when the silence became too much, I cleared my throat and tried to make small talk in hopes of shutting my own brain up. “A chicken and Satan walk into a closet—stop me if you’ve heard this one.”

She laughed a little.

It was quiet and low, and dammit, I’d never heard Shay laugh at anything I’d ever said before, so that was new. What was also new was the small part of me that enjoyed hearing her sound.

“Landon?” she whispered.

“Yeah?”

“Just shut up, all right?”

Yeah, okay.

“One more minute, you horny hatebirds!” Eric called out.

We both stood, and I took a step closer toward her. “I get you not wanting to kiss. That’s intimate and personal, but if you want, this is your last chance to touch my cock while no one’s looking. I won’t stop you.”

“No thanks. I’m allergic to peanuts,” she said so effortlessly and loudly, causing the crowd on the other side of the door to burst into laughter.

Shay smirked again, feeling proud of her little dig at me. That beautiful, annoying smirk I loved to hate.

Shay: 1

Landon: 0

I wasn’t worried, though. The game was just getting started. She might’ve scored one point, but I wasn’t going to let it happen again. We were playing on my field, and Shay didn’t know what she was up against.

Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

Oh, my heart! Brittainy Cherry has done it again. She twists you up with all of her books! Is this the same Landon that was such a cocky a$$ in Eleanor & Grey?

While Landon and Shay are characters from E&G, this book is a standalone, part one of a duet and ends on a bit of a cliffhanger. This story is set before E&G, and i actually found that there were some differences in Landon’s behavior in this book, scenes that didn’t match up with E&G. But I digress…

I don’t think I’ve ever met a wounded hero like Landon. His struggle with depression is heartbreaking. The enemies to lovers aspect of this story was amazing, as Shay becomes such a light in his dark life. And while Landon hated her because her life was “perfect,” that is not at all the case. Shay has her own demons. And when these two bate their scars and souls to each other, it’s beautiful.

I loved that Landon had the strength to realize that he needed to take care of and heal himself before he can be in a relationship with Shay. So what happened in the years between high school and present day that they go back to hating one another? I can’t wait for the second part to find out!

I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

About Brittainy

Author Brittainy C. Cherry is an Amazon #1 bestselling author.

She has been in love with words since the day she took her first breath. She graduated from Carroll University with a Bachelor Degree in Theatre Arts and a minor in Creative Writing.

Her novels have been published in 18+ countries around the world. Brittainy lives in Brookfield, Wisconsin with her fur babies.

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: Hold On To Hope, by AL Jackson

A best friends-to-lovers stand-alone romance from NYT Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson

“My FAVORITE!! The love, the bond, the soul connection…. there will never be a love as destined and powerful and sweet and beautiful as the once in a lifetime love of Evan and Frankie Leigh!!!!!!!!”

~USA Today Bestselling Author Lauren Rowe

Ahhh, my loves!! IT IS HERE! IT IS HERE! I can’t even express to you how freaking overjoyed I am over HOLD ON TO HOPE! This is my favorite book I have ever written, and Evan is absolutely everything – more than I ever could have imagined when I started writing. Evan and Frankie Leigh’s story came to life in a way that absolutely CAPTURED me, heart and soul, and I am so excited and proud to share their story with you!
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Evan Bryant wasn’t your typical hero.
But he was mine.
Broken by the worlds’ standards, he was still the strongest boy I would ever know.
My best friend. The boy I’d given everything to. My heart, my body, and the promise of forever.
The day I’d needed him most, he walked away.
He left me shattered and questioning the love I’d thought we’d shared.
Three years later, I wasn’t prepared for him to return to Gingham Lakes.
It wouldn’t have mattered if he wasn’t the most beautiful man I’d ever seen.
My fingers still would have ached to caress his skin.
My body still would have begged to get lost in his touch.
And my heart . . . it would have always sung his name.
But time changes things. With it, secrets that could ruin everything.
Can we find a way to love again, or have the fears of our past stolen the hope of our forever…

 

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Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Stars

Second chance romance at its best!! I loved, loved, loved Evan and Frankie! This was a fabulous story.

I have a soft spot for deaf heroes, but Evan’s disability was so much more than not hearing since he also has a heart condition. The heart condition was at the root of why he left town, and there was so much hurt and damage caused to his family as a result. AL did a great job of exploring how that healing happens, and sweet little Everett is a big part of that.

When all is lost, hold on to hope. It gets these characters through a lot of struggles, and there is a wonderful HEA at the end. I didn’t realize that this story is a next-generation spin-off, so I’m definitely interested in going back to read the OG books.

I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.

A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.
Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, BLEEDING STARS, FIGHT FOR ME and CONFESSIONS OF THE HEART novels. Grab A.L. Jackson’s latest novel, HOLD ON TO HOPE, a best friends-to-lovers stand-alone romance.
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