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Who claimed they were misfits? Book Review

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[Book 7: Unhitched]

A series of 7 books (number 7 published 2018) all falling within the RomCom genre and thus light and frothy and fun as the brides negotiate their lives in a town that is set up for weddings. That is, the town has only one tourist trade – brides-to-be and weddings (and honeymoons). It regularly holds festivals to discover the best new husband; the best boyfriend; food for weddings and many more.

There are boutiques with designer, and less than designer, wedding dresses. There are bakeries for your best ever wedding cake. And cupcakes specially adapted for the brides-to-be, and their hen parties with naughty names and designs – on special order only of course.

One of the main families to be written about are the ‘Blues’. CJ Blue has a bar and 11 sisters and a brother who is a priest. Which gives a lot of leeway for romances in the family and discussions about what is ‘good’ according to the Roman Catholic Church.

Enjoyable. Light. Frothy. Fun and Laughter. Escapades galore. Mistakes. Meet-Cutes and more…

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A Mafia Family: Book Blitz

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Darkness lurks behind their gazes. There’s something sinister about their smiles. Their name incites fear in their enemies. They are the DeLucas, and there’s one word that describes them best. SAVAGE.⁣

 ⁣The men of the DeLuca family are proof that the more ruthless the savage, the harder they fall…in love.⁣

⁣Download this exclusive anthology featuring 20 BRAND NEW mafia romances to find out which DeLuca will make you fall in love. But first, you must ask yourself one question: Are you ready to give your heart to a savage?⁣

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#1 Be protected by Carmine DeLuca

I grasped her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I will always protect you, Celeste, even at the expense of my own life.”

“Why would you risk your life for me, Carmine?”

I interlaced the fingers of our joined hands when Agnello entered traffic heading towards the freeway.

“You don’t even know me.”

“Because you are mine and always have been.”

“How can you say something like that? We haven’t even known each other long.”

“I’m not a man who has a way with words, Celeste, but I know what I feel.” I placed her palm over my heart so she could feel the beat against her skin. “I feel it here. It scares me shitless, but I can’t change it. It’s there and it will never leave.”

Her eyes softened. “Carmine…”

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#2 Fall in love with Paolo DeLuca

She stood watching him as he stared at the painting of himself. Nervousness mixed with anger washed over her. She had the canvas covered for a reason. On one hand, she was nervous he’d be upset she’d painted him without his permission. On the other, how dare he invade her privacy. She pushed every thought and feeling aside. At least he was still here. Lyric moved closer as he continued to study the painting.

“It’s when we first met,” she explained. “How I saw you standing in that doorway.”

He didn’t turn around, just sipped his coffee and continued to stare at the canvas.

Lyric pulled a mug down from the cabinet and filled it with the steaming-hot liquid. She put cream and sugar in the mug and stirred.

“Thanks for the coffee.”

“Was this really how you saw me?”

He finally faced her, and Lyric nodded. “In the beginning, it was. You were new and shiny.”

He smiled at her description, and his entire posture changed. His light-brown eyes lit up and she felt herself falling. Lyric shook the feeling away. Paolo DeLuca was not a man to be falling for.

He paused, staring at her with an inquisitive look on his face. “And what about now?”

What about now? How did she see him?

Then she remembered her words last night. I see you.

That was true. She did see him. Just him. Not the name. Not the reputation. Just him.

“I meant what I said last night, Paolo. I see you. I don’t see the DeLuca name. I don’t see the reputation my grandparents warned me about. I see a man who is kind and loving. Protective. And a pain in my ass,” she snorted, putting her mug down, and walking toward him. When Lyric reached him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I see a man who I could fall for if I don’t guard my heart,” she finished on a whisper.

His hold tightened around her waist, and he kissed her on her forehead. “You should protect your heart, because I’m not any of those things you said, Lyric. I’m ruthless, manipulative, evil. A savage and you best run, il mio cuore batte, if you know what’s good for you.”

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#3 Prepare to be seduced by Nero DeLuca

“I swear you’ll be singing my praises when I’m done and bragging to the whole world how amazing your wife is.”

He looks unimpressed.

Shit, did any of that make sense?

Was I just rambling?

Why does he make me nervously ramble like that?!

In just three short steps, he’s dominating the space between us. Invading the territory like it’s his. Like it’s always been his, and I’m just renting the air I’m currently breathing.

The nervous tension in my gut twists and rolls like a tumbleweed prompting me to quietly plead, “Please, don’t kill me.”

I love hearing you beg, twinkle toes.” Delectable promise weaves into a husky voice.

Panic should pierce my system, yet my pu**y swells in excitement instead.

Dampens my panties.

Aches for action that requires me to do the very thing he just purred.

“However,” his pause is accompanied by a glare of disapproval, “I hate hearing you beg for your life.” A firm hand claims the nape of my neck, applying sensual rather than savage pressure. “You will not do that again.”

Between the passion in his grip and the imploring in his gaze, it’s clear his feelings are hurt that I would even think it. I thoughtlessly reach out and give a gentle tug to the bottom of his peacoat. “I won’t.”

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4. Say hello to Giovanni DeLuca

The way Giovanni is looking at me right now has me wanting to squirm, but I hold my head up and put my shoulders back because sexy doesn’t squirm.

“So, you’re the boyfriend I’ve heard almost nothing about?” Giovanni is talking to Smith but looking at me with a death glare.

Smith chuckles good naturedly, “My Egypt likes to keep her business private, so I’m not surprised she doesn’t talk much about me.”

I smile at Smith like he’s the best boyfriend ever when I really want to burst out laughing at how thick Smith is laying it on. If Giovanni knew anything about my best friend, he would be able to tell he’s full of shit.

“Hmmm.” Giovanni scowls, and I know that our little charade is working.

I can’t believe the twins were actually right! Giovanni can’t hide that he’s pissed, which isn’t like him at all. Giovanni DeLuca is attracted to me!

I have to calm myself down because I don’t know for sure if he’s pissed because of Smith. But, I need to stick to the plan, and maybe it will force Giovanni to admit to wanting me. I know he doesn’t do relationships, and I’m not naïve enough to think that a leopard can change its spots, but I don’t want a relationship. At least that’s what I have to tell myself not to be disappointed.

“I see you finally decided to show up.” Carly’s snide voice breaks into the conversation.

“I didn’t realize you were watching the clock for my appearance tonight,” I say in an equally condescending tone.

I’m not at work, and even if I were, this bitch would never be any boss of mine. She better keep her slick comments to herself tonight, or she’ll find out that I’m not as subdued as she thinks I am.

We had an issue earlier with the caterer and you were nowhere to be found.” Carly grabs onto Giovanni’s arm like she’s the lady of the manor, and this is her party.

“There wasn’t an issue. I spoke to Susan already.” I dismiss her words. Carly is trying to make me look incompetent, but she should know by now she can’t. She’s been trying to sabotage me since I started working at G.C.D.

“Didn’t you say you wanted a drink, babe?” Smith caresses my arm, and I smirk at him.

“I sure did. Well, I can’t say it was a pleasure…” I smile sweetly at Carly before turning to Giovanni, “Mario will be here at eleven.”

Giovanni nods, but his face is blank as his dark eyes watch me closely.

“It was nice to meet you, Giovanni,” Smith says with a crooked grin.

“That’s Mr. DeLuca to you, Smith,” Giovanni responds like the asshole he is.

Smith chuckles, “Actually, it is Doctor Rogers. You all have a good night.”

When we’re out of earshot of Giovanni and Carly, I let out the belly laugh I’ve been holding in. Smith was the perfect guy to help me.

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Excerpt from Enzo DeLuca by M’Renee Allen

Though he’d ordered her not to move, she couldn’t help taking a step back, matching him step for step until her back bumped into the shower wall. There was nowhere else she could run.

He stood toe to toe with her. Droplets of water dripped from his hair, splashing onto her breasts, causing her body to tingle in ways it shouldn’t be tingling. Against her thigh rested his length. Eve swallowed.

“It seems the gazelle has been trapped by the lion,” he whispered, voice low, deep, dark.

It took her a moment to find her voice. But even when she spoke, her voice trembled a bit.

“This gazelle bites back,” she warned.

He smiled. “This lion likes being bitten.”

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The Perils of Drinking: Book Blitz

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𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.⁣⁣

⁣⁣𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱-𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝.⁣⁣

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Shaking the memories from my mind, I pull three shot glasses onto the bar. I need a reset after that little moment. I mix three of my favorite shot—chocolate cake—and place three lemons on the edges. “Bottoms up,” I say to my two friends and go to hand them each one. 

Before I can grab them, fingers circle the tiny glass, and my eyes remain on the ink on the forearm which belongs to the hand. “Don’t mind if I do,” the voice I know better than my own says. 

Squeezing my eyes shut, I whisper to Shawn, “Please tell me there isn’t really a man with blue eyes standing in front of us.” 

The voice interrupts my conversation with Shawn. “Oh, chocolate cake. Shoulda known, Cookie. You always needed your chocolate.” 

I open my eyes and glare at him.

Nate Fucking Pearson. 

God, why does he have to be so damn good-looking? If I were the type of girl to go weak in the knees, now would be the moment for that. But I don’t have the capacity to indulge in moments like this. He’d stolen that ability from me. 

Behind me, Hailey laughs. “Did he just call you Cookie? Oh dude, that’s not going to end well for you.” 

I feel Shawn inching away from me, and I grab his hand, pulling him close. There is no way I can make it through this conversation without other people around. I can’t be trusted alone with this man. Even after all these years. 

He’s a man. When did that happen? Last time I saw him he was still a boy. I mean, I’d been twenty-seven and thought we were grown-ups, but the man before me is different. He’s hardened. The scruff on his face is light but it makes him seem older. Sexier. 

Fuck

And the lines around his eyes. They’re new. There was a time when he couldn’t get a pimple without me knowing. I knew every inch of that face. But not anymore. The years we’ve been away from each other are written all over his face. I wonder what he thinks of how I look. 

Dammit, Amelia, no you don’t. You don’t wonder anything about him because he’s nothing to you. 

Nate chuckles as he puts the shot glass back down and looks up at Hailey. “I’d call her my wife, but she’d probably throw something at me. So, Cookie sounds safer, right, wifey?” 

My chin stiffens, and my knees begin to betray me. Not now, I tell my inferior body parts. Keep it together.

 The hardest words to mutter burn my tongue on the way out. “That’s ex-wifey to you.” 

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Brittanee is an author and practicing lawyer who lives in Rhode Island with her husband and two children. Her town is a character in itself in all of her books.

When she is not writing she enjoys spending time outdoors by the water with her children, reading at the beach or by the pool (or really anywhere), dancing with her friends, singing Karaoke, spinning, bike riding and boating.

Some of her favorite authors are Sophia Kinsella, Elin Hilderbrand, Liane Moriarty, Mary Higgins Clark, Meghan Quinn, Daphne Elliott, Amy Alves, Claire Kingsley, Melanie Harlow, Christina Lauren, Sally Thorne and Sarah Adams. Clearly, she has a problem and can’t pick favorites.

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Scottish Fun: Book Blitz

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Highland Games is a steamy, slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers, laugh-out-loud romantic comedy, with no cheating, no cliff-hanger, and a guaranteed happy ever after (HEA).

A fiery heroine, a Scottish god, a cabin, a castle, and enough heat to warm the coldest Scottish winter – and we love kilts?

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AUTHOR BIO:

Evie Alexander is the author of sexy romantic comedies with a very British sense of humour. She takes a method approach to her work, believing her capacity to repeatedly fail at life and love is what has given her such a rich supply of material for her writing.

Her interests include reading, eating, saving the world, and fantasising about people who only exist between the pages of her books. She lives in the West country with her family.

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What struck you? Book Blitz

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Reseda Juarez is dead. Though she functions as a human, inside she’s an emotionless weapon, trapped between the living and the undead. Cold and unrelenting, she’s used as a super-soldier by the government in a special task force to hunt preternatural beings to the brink of extinction.⁣

⁣ Thunderstruck by @wren_michaels is book 1 in the Thunderbird Brotherhood series and it’s out NOW!

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Kane turned, thrusting his hands in the air. “I don’t even know who this Reseda is. How am I supposed to find her?”

“I’m sure I have a picture of her around here somewhere. But it’s quite old. She must be in her twenties by now.” Maquinna pressed the last of the herbs into the open wounds along Glenda’s arm and a phone slipped out of her apron pocket, crashing to the floor. The screen flashed with Reseda’s name.

“So, I’m just supposed to shout her name into the woods or something? I’ve got nothing to go on.” Kane stilled. Hair along his arms danced on an electric wave humming in the air around him. Closing his eyes, he inhaled a slow breath.

Adrenaline? No.

Sweat? No.

A scent he’d never encountered before, crisp and pure. Not fear, not heat, nor blood. Yet something distinctly feminine, clouded by wolf.

Kane shot out of the house in a blur. Following the scent, he kicked up speed as he dodged the enormous redwood trunks. The smell of rage and blood lust covered the faint scent of the female. The wolves had closed in on whoever it was. Triumphant howls rang out from the forest floor, and Kane zeroed in on the sounds.

Hair, long and dark as midnight, shone beneath the shimmer of moonlight as he caught sight of her. The same four wolves that he rescued Glenda from now chased this female, Castos out in front. She glanced over her shoulder, and for a moment Kane swore he caught a smile on her face before terror flickered in her eyes and she turned back around, increasing her sprint.

The thought disturbed and distracted him. He didn’t have time to transform into the Thunderbird as he caught up to one of the wolves. Continuing his chase, he stiffened his forearms and the edges of his tattoos lit up. A streak of lightning flashed from the ink, splitting the wolves’ path down the middle, singing the paws of two as they flipped over, rolling down the rim floor.

Castos glanced behind him. His yellow eyes pulsed blood-red as he released an ear-splitting howl catching sight of Kane. The wolf launched himself into the air, toppling the female to the ground. Kane leaped headfirst for the other wolf, barreling him to the Earth in a plume of dirt and pine needles. He gripped the creature by the head and twisted it in his hands, snapping its neck.

Castos walked around the female face down in the dirt, glaring at Kane from a distance. “You’ve now made yourself a true enemy, Kane. This was not your business.”

“What happens on my land is my business, Castos. Let the girl go.”

Castos howled with laughter. “You sound an awful lot like your father. Those same words got him killed.”

Rage boiled beneath Kane’s skin. Curling his fingers into his palm, the edges of his tattoos once again lit, brighter than before as he channeled everything into his powers. Something blurred to his right, and Kane snapped his focus to find the source of it. Castos released a whimpering growl as he flew through the air, soaring over Kane’s head, landing in a puff of dirt behind him on his back.

Kane whipped his head back to the girl. She stood facing him, bathed in moonlight, arms thrust forward ready to attack. The most intense and haunting blue eyes he’d ever seen flickered between the rays of light and darkness shadowing her face. Kane scrambled up from the ground to a stance, glancing back to where Castos landed, only to find him gone.

He turned back to the girl. “Are you hurt?”

“Are you?” She cocked her head, slanting a hip to the side.

He couldn’t tell if she was confused or teasing. “What kind of question is that?” Why would she ask if he was okay? He was the one saving her. Did she completely miss where he took out three of the four wolves?

“A valid one. I don’t know what happened to the other two, but I saw you tussling with Gage. He’s no easy match. That was Castos’ number one. So, again, are you hurt?” she asked.

“You’re on a first name basis with the wolves?” He sniffed the air around her, stepping closer. “You don’t smell like a wolf.”

“Chanel. It hides everything.” She circled in turn with his steps around her. “But no, of course I’m not a wolf. Thanks for the insult.”

He stifled a laugh. “Many pardons, ma’am.”

“Ma’am? Do I look that old?” Her lips fell into a pout. “It’s the moonlight, isn’t it? And the fact that I forgot to moisturize this morning.”

Kane cocked a brow. Who the hell was this girl making jokes moments after being savagely attacked by not only wolves, but the Alpha? She looked far from old. Dark hair that could rival the finest silk draped her shoulders, almost as long as his own. Olive skin that shone flawless under the light of the full moon was only put to shame by those stunning eyes.

Kane stepped back. “No. That’s not what I meant.”

“You hesitated. I do. I look old.” Her shoulders slumped as she folded her arms. “I’m too young to use night cream.”

Kane shook his head. “What the hell are you talking about? You just got jumped by a pack of wolves and you’re worried about wrinkles?”

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Wren hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet and carried her to Texas, where she promptly lost all tolerance for cold and snow. Fueled by coffee, dreams, and men in kilts, Wren promises to bring you laughter, heart-fluttering romance, and action that keeps you on the edge of your seat.

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