Thursday, November 19, 2015

Excerpt and Cover Reveal
Vegas Love by Jillian Dodd

                                                
Excerpt

Tears threaten to fall, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to stand here and feel sorry for myself. And even though Cade’s lecture about getting my life together is screaming in my brain, I can’t help it. I can’t deal with all this.
I stomp off the dance floor, stopping to grab a bottle of champagne and one of the cashmere throw wedding favors.
I’m just rounding the corner, making my escape, when I hear a voice say, “Hey, Hotass, where you sneaking off to?”
I stop and spin around, the sudden movement almost causing me to fall. I grip the bottle tighter. Can’t spill the champagne. I’m going to need every ounce to drown my sorrows.
The guy grabs my elbow, keeping me upright.
I stare at his big hand, then follow his arm up to a broad shoulder and a face so handsome it makes my heart ache.
“You saved the champagne,” I tell him. He grins, the smile changing his face from handsome to devastatingly hot. “You look sorta familiar. Have we met before?”
“Probably in your dreams.”
I touch his light brown hair, which is flipped up in the front. “You have cute hair.”
“I have a lot of other cute parts,” he flirts. “Wanna feel them all?”
I chuckle. “You’re funny. Did you really just call me Hotass?”
“I call ’em as I see ’em.”
I lean back to check out my ass, which makes me sort of dizzy.
He grabs me again, this time planting his hands firmly on my hips.
“I bet you’re good in bed,” I blurt out, imagining those strong hands guiding me on top of him.
“Only one way to find out,” he says with a smirk.
What is with that smirk? Is he as fucking hot as I think he is?
“I’m gonna need to be drunker for that,” I say.
“Way to kill my ego—and my hard on,” he says seriously.
I lock eyes with him. “You’re teasing me.”
“Maybe a little.” He grins again. “So, back to my first question. Where are you sneaking off to?”
“Not sure. Over here somewhere—away from everyone.”
“Not in the mood to party?” He grabs the champagne bottle and takes a slug.
“Let’s suffice it to say I’ve had a rough week. Do you know why I’ve had a bad week?” I ask. I mean, I’m pretty sure everyone in the world has seen the Ashlyn Roberts sex tape, despite Cade’s efforts to get it taken down.
“Honestly, no,” he says.
“Really? Do you not get on the Internet?”
“Usually I do, just not this week.”
“Why not this week?” I hold my hand up in front of his cute face. “Wait, don’t answer that. Just come with me.”
“Where are you going?”
“I don’t know. That’s the problem—with my whole life, really.” I give him a pout and look into his warm, brown eyes. He has the kind of eyes that make me want to curl up in his lap and let him pet me.
He touches my nose. “If you’re leading, Hotass, then I’m following. If only for the view.”
“You can walk next to me.” I grab his hand, leading him down the path and away from the party.
Suddenly, I realize I’m holding his hand.
And it feels—good, natural, warm. He’s a walking contradiction. I can’t decide if that smirk just makes me one-night stand horny or if I want to keep him.
When we get to a grassy clearing under a large tree, I say, “This looks like a good spot. Here, you spread out the blanket. I’ll hold the champagne.”
Once our spot is ready, he helps me sit down.
“Wow, the view up here is gorgeous,” I say, looking out over the grounds of the country club that sits on a cliff in northern California.
“It is,” he says. “You can see the ocean, the stars, and can still hear the music from the wedding.”
“Here’s to gorgeous views,” I say, raising the bottle in the air and looking more at him than the view. With his gorgeous smile, hot body, and pretty face, he’s quite the sexy package.
I take a gulp of champagne then pass it to him. He takes a drink and hands it back.
“Sure you haven’t had enough already?” he asks.
“Oh, no. I’m just getting started. Tell me why you weren’t on the Internet. You may have been the only one in the world who didn’t see me at my worst.”
He hands me his phone. “If you want me to see so bad, why don’t you show me?”
I shake my head. “No! I don’t want anyone to see! I was naked. Doing things. It’s really embarrassing.”
He glances at my chest, which is on full display in my sequined bridesmaid gown. “Somehow, I doubt that. Maybe you could reenact it for me.”
I roll my eyes and pass him the champagne. “Where are you from anyway?” 
“Seattle,” he says.
“And how do you know the bride and groom?”
“Family friends.”
“You’re cute. Are you an actor?”
He laughs. “Me? No.”
“Model?”
“Uh, nope.”
“Hmm,” I say, trying to figure out how a guy this hot could be anything else.
“You’ll never guess,” he tells me.
“Fireman?”
“I’m an attorney.”
“No way! You’re way too sexy to be a lawyer!” I blurt out.
“You think I’m sexy?”
“Yes, in fact, tonight we’re going to have fun. You and me. No names. No baggage. Just fun. I will call you Sexy and you can call me—”
“Hotass,” he says, handing me the bottle and giving me a lopsided grin. “Drink, Hotass.”
We goof around, taking selfies and videos of ourselves drinking and dancing crazily.
“Are you a good guy?” I ask.
“Never had any complaints,” he teases. At least, I think he’s teasing. But with the way he looks, he’s probably not. And I kinda want to test that theory.
I smack him. “I’m not talking about sex. I mean, at the core, are you the kind of asshole who would sell our silly pictures and videos to the tabloids?”
“If I were an asshole, I’d tell you no but do it anyway.”
“True. Lie down and look at the stars with me.” I push on his chest, which is broad, hard, and doesn’t budge.
“You add some sugar to all that bossiness, and I might be more likely to do what you say,” he says.
When he says sugar, I take another swig, drop flat on my back, and let out a huge sigh. “I fucking hate sugar.”
“You hate sugar?” he asks, lying next to me. “Tell me you’re not one of those girls who doesn’t eat anything sweet.”
“I love sweets but this guy I used to date wrote a song about me. Said I was like sugar and a hurricane.”
“Those things don’t really go together.”
“He thought I was sweet like sugar but crazy like a hurricane, or something. I don’t know. I thought it was cute when he sang it for me, but then he told me that our relationship and the song would help him go more mainstream. It did.”
“Then what happened?”
“He hit it big and decided he didn’t need me anymore. We’d been together for a year. One night he kissed me on the forehead and went to get sushi.” I look at Sexy. “Have you ever kissed the forehead of a girl you didn’t love?”
He shakes his head. “Nope.”
“Wait. Are you dating anyone?”
“Me?” He points to himself and laughs. “Definitely not.”
“Why not? You’re a cute guy.”
“My long-time girlfriend and I parted ways about a year ago.”
“Parted ways?”
“When another anniversary came and went without a proposal, she left.”
“Why?”
“Um, it may have been because when she asked if I was ever going to propose, I said probably not.”
“Why did you stay with her for so long if you didn’t want to marry her? You not the marrying type?” I ask gently.
“No. I definitely want to get married. Just not to her. We had fun in college, but once she started working, it was all that mattered to her. I’m all for working hard, but I also believe in enjoying life.”
“Me too,” I say, handing him the bottle. “I’m sure the breakup was for the best. There must be something brighter in your future.” I say it with confidence, as much for him as for myself. As thrilled as I am for Harper and Maddox, their wedding sort of depressed me because I’m jealous. That’s what I want. A sexy guy who will love me no matter what.
And maybe one who will do me up against the wall.
I sneak a peek at the sexiness sitting next to me. He’s still looking up at the sky. And, damn, even his profile is handsome.
And he smells so freaking good, I want to lick him.
“So, did your guy not come back with sushi?” he asks, facing me.
“No, he sent me a breakup text.”
“That must have been a shock.” He places his hand on top of mine. And there’s something in his gesture—something in the warmth of his hand—that makes me feel safe. “It was.”
His thumb caresses the top of my hand—comforting me—for a few seconds before he hands me back the bottle. “Here, drink. Then keep talking.”
I take a big gulp. “I’m going to be drunk. Actually, Sexy, I might already be drunk. Anyway, that breakup was like a year ago. The last few months, I’ve been dating Zach Ellison.”
“The boy band guy?”
“Yep. He’s the oldest brother in the Summer Boys. I went on tour with him. We traveled all over the world together. He had a carnival set up on an estate in England for my birthday, just because I said I wanted a funnel cake. We escaped from his crazy fans in Paris on a motorcycle, and he took me to this little macaroon shop, where we drank wine and learned how to make them. I’ve never had a guy do such crazy, over-the-top romantic gestures. Then, exactly nine days ago, the ex-boyfriend, Luke, decided he wanted me back. I said no thanks. Last weekend, Zach and I were in Vegas when a sex tape of Luke and I found its way to the Internet. Tonight, Zach broke up with me because”—I start to cry—“I’m ruining his image.” I sigh dramatically and then spill my guts about my life. “And if that isn’t bad enough, I’m currently filming a project and I absolutely hate my costar. Actually, that’s not right. He hates me. He says stuff that sounds polite, but is really a backhanded slam. When I can’t take it, I tell everyone that I’m going to my dressing room, but I really sneak out back and get high just to calm the fuck down. And I’ll eat healthy at craft services and then sneak in my dressing room and eat crap snacks. And, sometimes, I say I’m going to workout, but I really drive around and look at houses. I’m a house whore. I want a house—no, I want a home. I keep leasing places, but none of them are right. I’m on the beach now, and I hate it. It’s where Luke and I lived, and I just need to be somewhere else. But I have a lease, and my manager says it’s expensive, and I can’t just leave. My publicist is a bitch and probably had a hand in the whole sex tape thing and was probably fucking my ex while we were still dating. My mom hates me unless she needs money. And, sometimes, I wish I could leave the house looking like crap. Sometimes I just want to drive through, get a burger, and not be photographed. And, sometimes, when I tell someone I work with that I respect their opinion, I’m yelling fuck off to them in my head. And, sometimes, I just need a hug.” 
The next thing I know, he’s wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his chest.
Then our lips meet—slowly, softly, like he’s exploring them.
He kisses my neck. Gently unbuttons my halter—causing it to fall down and expose my breasts, which he quickly covers with his mouth.
“I have a question,” I say, after we’ve had sex twice. “I don’t want this night to end. And since you’re from Seattle and I’m from L.A., this, us—tonight—it could just be fun, right? A one-time thing?”
“Absolutely,” he says.
“And since you’re friends with the bride and groom, I assume they trust you. I’m hoping that means I can trust you too.”
“You can,” he says sincerely.
“Good.” I pull him up off the ground. “It’s still early. Let’s get the hell out of here and go have some fun.”


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Blurb 

A sexy celebrity stand alone romance by USA Today bestselling author, Jillian Dodd. 

Hollywood actress, Ashlyn Roberts, just had the worst week of her life. Her ex released a sex tape of them and just when she was convinced her current boyfriend was a keeper for standing by her side, he breaks up with her at a friend’s wedding. She’s planning to drown her sorrows in booze when she meets a sexy stranger as she’s leaving the wedding and they end up in Vegas, married. 

Cash Crawford is offered a dream job working with his brother as a junior talent agent. He’ll put his shiny new law degree to good use and make a bunch of money in the process. His first task is simple: Keep Ashlyn Roberts out of trouble and don’t sleep with her. 

Which might be kind of tough, since they definitely consummated their Vegas wedding. 

Will this one night stand end in the quickie divorce they promised each other? Or will they realize they got lucky in love?

Meet Jillian...


Jillian Dodd grew up on a farm in Nebraska, where she developed a love for Midwestern boys and Nebraska football. She has drank from a keg in a cornfield, attended the University of Nebraska, got to pass her candle, and did have a boy ask her to marry him in a bar. She met her own prince in college, and they have two amazing children, a Maltese named Sugar Bear, and two Labrador puppies named Camber Lacy and Cali Lucy. She is the author of the That Boy Trilogy and The Keatyn Chronicles Series.

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Waiting for Wyatt by SD Hendrickson


BLURB

"The dogs that deserved a chance, the guy who needed a second, and the girl determined to save him."


My name is Emma Sawyer.

I met Charlie and Wyatt on the same sultry, summer day. It was unexpected, leaving a feeling in the pit of my stomach like the time I drove too fast over Beckett Hill. The moment happened out of nowhere, all fast and quick and a little strange. Or maybe that was just Wyatt’s personality.

It was Charlie that brought us together. Little Charlie with those ridiculous ears. I found the dog, waiting in a pool of his own blood. Waiting for someone. Waiting for me.

Now Wyatt, he wasn’t waiting for anyone. At least that’s what he said, except I saw something different in the broken guy all alone out in the woods. I knew he needed me before he knew it himself.

Wyatt with his hidden dimples. Wyatt with his warnings to stay away. He was a hard lump of coal, ready to burn everything around him. The more he burned, the more it pulled me into the pain I saw etched on his troubled face.

I wanted to help Wyatt. I wanted to save him like he had saved all the Charlies in the world. He told me not to fall for him, but I did anyway. I fell hard and fast and deeply in love with Wyatt Caulfield.

But that was before I knew his secret
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Author Note: Waiting for Wyatt is the love story of Wyatt Caulfield and Emma Sawyer, which also features rescue animals. It's a 112,000 word standalone, Contemporary Romance / New Adult Novel.

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Perfectly Imperfect by Harper Sloan
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BLURB

Mirror, mirror ... who's the fairest of them all?
I still cringe when I hear that line. A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn't grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all 'mean girls.'
And those mean girls were right - it was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world - and I knew the answer would never be me.
The women with long legs, flat stomachs, and perfect chests.
The type of women Kane Masters gravitated toward.
Well, that's definitely not Willow Tate.
No. That will never be me.
Because I'm completely imperfect.
And ... I hate myself.
I have no idea what Kane could possibly see in someone like me when he could have them.
EXCERPT
“Are you nervous right now?” I nod.
“Tell me why.”  His demand, steady and calm, gives me the courage I need to tell him.  To open a vein and bleed my insecurities.
“I’m not perfect,” I whisper.
“And neither am I, Willow.  I don’t want perfect.  What so many see as perfect, to me, is fake.  Perfect isn’t achievable naturally.  No one, and I mean no one, is perfect.”
I’m shaking my head before he’s even done speaking, but one long finger comes up and presses against my lips before I can speak.
“No, let me finish.  There isn’t beauty in perfection.  It’s as fake as the image the word projects.  Beauty is found in imperfection, Willow, because to admit you’re not perfect means you’re admitting you’re not whole and absolute.  When I think of myself, I see someone willing to admit he’s as far from complete as it gets because, in order to get to that perfection, I need to find the other part of me who will make my life better.  To take all the faults I have and fill them, and only then will I be there.  You see, the way I see it, the only way to become perfect is to find that perfectly imperfect person who brings it out of you.”
When he stops, I swear I might have stopped breathing.  How am I supposed to respond to that?
“Do you trust me?” he asks, his voice strong and sure.
“Yes, Kane.  Nerves or not, I do.”
“Then let me show you what I see when I look at you.”
He brings his hands up, framing my face once again in a way I’m quickly becoming addicted to 
the feeling of.  His warm eyes implore, begging me without words to let him continue.  I do not 
intend to stop him, regardless of the butterflies currently taking over my system.  I’m all in.

MY REVIEW 


6 STARS - A TOP 2015 READ


Perfectly Imperfect ravages your emotions and turns the heat up to MAXIMUM! Never before has Harper Sloan tackled such important issues and she does it perfectly.

“You don’t see how beautiful you are because you’re too busy hiding to avoid more pain.”

Perfectly Imperfect is a brand new standalone from Harper Sloan. This story is not connected to any of her previous books and we’ve not met any of these characters before.

Let me first say that I knew this story was going to resonate with me on levels that would lead me back to places I never thought I would re-visit. Reading the Author’s Note and the Dedication at the very beginning of the book had me teary eyed and my heart already breaking. I knew I would be able to relate to Willow Tate in a way I’ve never related to another character in a book before, because some of her struggles and demons have been mine. To connect to a story on such a personal level is both beautiful and painful in many ways. Willow struggles with her body image in ways that I think many girls and women have, whether they want to admit it or not. For an author to take the brave leap and lay out their own emotional struggles and insecurities for the general masses to read and experience is so incredibly brave that even now I’m still left in awe. Even this seems like a massive understatement. I can only imagine what kinds of thoughts, worries, and memories Sloan had to channel while creating this story, then after all of that, make the decision to share it with the world… BRAVE. This review is going to be incredibly hard to write for me because I cannot seem to process my thoughts and feelings, but I am going to try because this book, these words, deserve it, and more.

“Safe. A word I had started to hate now taking on a whole new meaning. No longer the easy route, it’s beginning to feel more like my salvation.”

Growing up in a world surrounded by beautiful people and bombarded by images of models and “perfect” women, Willow feels like she is less, the ugly, fat duckling, if you will. In fact, her stepfather, and stepsister do everything within their power to ensure that she never forgets this. These two make the evil stepmother and stepsisters in Cinderella look like fluffy, friendly bunnies in comparison. Their cruel and vicious remarks and actions have engrained themselves on her very soul. Losing the one person who has always made her feel loved and special a long time ago, leaves Willow not only feeling isolated and alone, but she also now sees herself through the eyes of those who have spent years tearing her down. Struggling with body dysmorphic disorder and eating disorders has left Willow avoiding mirrors, choosing clothes that hide her body and hiding in the shadows, content to never be the center of attention. Years of emotional abuse take their toll on the victim and Willow has been a victim for a long time.

“It’s time to be the change I wish for myself. It’s time to let go.”

This book is not only incredibly well written, but its message is undeniably important as well. Had it not been for the intense and wickedly sexy scenes *waggles eyebrows* throughout this book, I would say that this book needs to be on every school reading list as part of the curriculum. It should be discussed at length with its readers. The struggle of battling a negative body image is one that will always haunt both the female and male psyche. The unfiltered way that Sloan tackles this heartbreaking and powerful story should be enough to make everyone who experiences it, sit up and take notice. There is a message here and it’s not subtle, but a blaring neon sign that is SCREAMING…

“The influence of others only holds as much power as you let it.”

All of this aside, what lies within these pages and among this author’s words, which can be described as nothing short of courageous, is a soul shaking story of a love that is powerful and honest enough to change a person’s very perception of themselves, not just on a superficial level, but on the basest level possible. It is not until Willow meets her very own white knight that she finally finds the courage and strength to fully tackle and move on from the demons that have haunted her every move for years. She is able to finally pull back the curtain and take the steps to move on, move up and go forward. Every person in this world needs to find their very own version of Kane Masters. I’m not saying this because he is beautiful, rich, famous, sexy, and caring, I’m saying this because his character to me was not just these things, but most importantly he is the metaphor to the solution. He is that person who is not only capable of triggering changes that seem insurmountable, but the motivation to keep struggling forward.

“I welcome the light just as much as I welcome the body I used to hate, because not only does the man I love adore every inch, but through his eyes, I do too.”

Perfectly Imperfect is a love story down to its very core. It’s a story not only about two souls becoming unequivocally connected, but about learning to love yourself and believe that you are perfect in your own imperfections. No one, no matter how flawless and beautiful they appear, is perfect. They are indeed flawed, everyone is. Harper Sloan deserves the highest praise for what she has created and revealed in this book. She has not only laid herself bare to the world, but she has shown us that loving yourself and being comfortable in your own skin is something that can change the way you live your life. This book touched me in ways that no other has before, and for that I cannot ever thank her enough. Words will never be enough in comparison to what she has accomplished with this book. That being said, please for the love of yourself, your kids, for anyone that you have ever loved or cared about, read this book. Read this book and then tell everyone you know about this book. The message that lies within these pages needs to be shared with the world. I am Willow.

“I think a part of me needs to you to see I’m no longer afraid to actually live. I’m happy, and to be free of the fear and shame I had been trapped in, I have to be the one to fight it back.”

“I’m ready for this, to shut the book of my past life and move on. Move on and be worthy of not just his love, but also my own.”

MEET HARPER...

Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed 'Estrogen Ocean', much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero--the super alpha kind!
Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn't take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.
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Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Happy Release Day
Harper Sloan!
Perfectly Imperfect is LIVE!!!!
Meet Willow and Kane in this newest standalone
 by Harper Sloan!
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Blurb
Mirror, mirror ... who's the fairest of them all?
I still cringe when I hear that line. A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn't grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all 'mean girls.'
And those mean girls were right - it was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world - and I knew the answer would never be me.
The women with long legs, flat stomachs, and perfect chests.
The type of women Kane Masters gravitated toward.
Well, that's definitely not Willow Tate.
No. That will never be me.
Because I'm completely imperfect.
And ... I hate myself.
I have no idea what Kane could possibly see in someone like me when he could have them.

MY REVIEW
6 STARS - A TOP 2015 READ
Perfectly Imperfect ravages your emotions and turns the heat up to MAXIMUM! Never before has Harper Sloan tackled such important issues and she does it perfectly.

“You don’t see how beautiful you are because you’re too busy hiding to avoid more pain.”

Perfectly Imperfect is a brand new standalone from Harper Sloan. This story is not connected to any of her previous books and we’ve not met any of these characters before.

Let me first say that I knew this story was going to resonate with me on levels that would lead me back to places I never thought I would re-visit. Reading the Author’s Note and the Dedication at the very beginning of the book had me teary eyed and my heart already breaking. I knew I would be able to relate to Willow Tate in a way I’ve never related to another character in a book before, because some of her struggles and demons have been mine. To connect to a story on such a personal level is both beautiful and painful in many ways. Willow struggles with her body image in ways that I think many girls and women have, whether they want to admit it or not. For an author to take the brave leap and lay out their own emotional struggles and insecurities for the general masses to read and experience is so incredibly brave that even now I’m still left in awe. Even this seems like a massive understatement. I can only imagine what kinds of thoughts, worries, and memories Sloan had to channel while creating this story, then after all of that, make the decision to share it with the world… BRAVE. This review is going to be incredibly hard to write for me because I cannot seem to process my thoughts and feelings, but I am going to try because this book, these words, deserve it, and more.

“Safe. A word I had started to hate now taking on a whole new meaning. No longer the easy route, it’s beginning to feel more like my salvation.”

Growing up in a world surrounded by beautiful people and bombarded by images of models and “perfect” women, Willow feels like she is less, the ugly, fat duckling, if you will. In fact, her stepfather, and stepsister do everything within their power to ensure that she never forgets this. These two make the evil stepmother and stepsisters in Cinderella look like fluffy, friendly bunnies in comparison. Their cruel and vicious remarks and actions have engrained themselves on her very soul. Losing the one person who has always made her feel loved and special a long time ago, leaves Willow not only feeling isolated and alone, but she also now sees herself through the eyes of those who have spent years tearing her down. Struggling with body dysmorphic disorder and eating disorders has left Willow avoiding mirrors, choosing clothes that hide her body and hiding in the shadows, content to never be the center of attention. Years of emotional abuse take their toll on the victim and Willow has been a victim for a long time.

“It’s time to be the change I wish for myself. It’s time to let go.”

This book is not only incredibly well written, but its message is undeniably important as well. Had it not been for the intense and wickedly sexy scenes *waggles eyebrows* throughout this book, I would say that this book needs to be on every school reading list as part of the curriculum. It should be discussed at length with its readers. The struggle of battling a negative body image is one that will always haunt both the female and male psyche. The unfiltered way that Sloan tackles this heartbreaking and powerful story should be enough to make everyone who experiences it, sit up and take notice. There is a message here and it’s not subtle, but a blaring neon sign that is SCREAMING…

“The influence of others only holds as much power as you let it.”

All of this aside, what lies within these pages and among this author’s words, which can be described as nothing short of courageous, is a soul shaking story of a love that is powerful and honest enough to change a person’s very perception of themselves, not just on a superficial level, but on the basest level possible. It is not until Willow meets her very own white knight that she finally finds the courage and strength to fully tackle and move on from the demons that have haunted her every move for years. She is able to finally pull back the curtain and take the steps to move on, move up and go forward. Every person in this world needs to find their very own version of Kane Masters. I’m not saying this because he is beautiful, rich, famous, sexy, and caring, I’m saying this because his character to me was not just these things, but most importantly he is the metaphor to the solution. He is that person who is not only capable of triggering changes that seem insurmountable, but the motivation to keep struggling forward.

“I welcome the light just as much as I welcome the body I used to hate, because not only does the man I love adore every inch, but through his eyes, I do too.”

Perfectly Imperfect is a love story down to its very core. It’s a story not only about two souls becoming unequivocally connected, but about learning to love yourself and believe that you are perfect in your own imperfections. No one, no matter how flawless and beautiful they appear, is perfect. They are indeed flawed, everyone is. Harper Sloan deserves the highest praise for what she has created and revealed in this book. She has not only laid herself bare to the world, but she has shown us that loving yourself and being comfortable in your own skin is something that can change the way you live your life. This book touched me in ways that no other has before, and for that I cannot ever thank her enough. Words will never be enough in comparison to what she has accomplished with this book. That being said, please for the love of yourself, your kids, for anyone that you have ever loved or cared about, read this book. Read this book and then tell everyone you know about this book. The message that lies within these pages needs to be shared with the world. I am Willow.

“I think a part of me needs to you to see I’m no longer afraid to actually live. I’m happy, and to be free of the fear and shame I had been trapped in, I have to be the one to fight it back.”

“I’m ready for this, to shut the book of my past life and move on. Move on and be worthy of not just his love, but also my own.”

Meet Harper...
Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed 'Estrogen Ocean', much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero--the super alpha kind!

Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn't take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.

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Some Sort of Crazy is LIVE!!!!

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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When a psychic tells Natalie Nixon her life is about to be upended by a mysterious stranger, she laughs it off. After all, she has everything she’s ever wanted—a successful bakery, the perfect boyfriend, and the keys to her dream house.

Who could possibly make her want to throw all that away?

Then Miles Haas comes back to town.

But he’s no stranger—they’ve known each other since high school. Plus, he’s only around for the summer, he’s still a shameless playboy, and he makes a living writing articles for a men’s magazine with titles like 'Should You Bang the Boss’s Daughter? A Flowchart' and 'Butt Stuff for Beginners: A Field Guide.'

He’s not the man of her dreams, and she’s not about to abandon everything she’s worked so hard for just for a little fun. Except he makes her laugh like no one else, smells like heaven, and wears panty-melting glasses.
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My Review

5 STARS- Melanie Harlow turns up the heat with this newest novel!
Some Sort of Crazy is all kinds of delicious!

“Every time I got dressed, I’d think, will this be what I’m wearing when I yes?”

So I kinda love this author—she never fails to deliver the kinds of books that you pick up and can never put down, so being able to read one of her books prior to release just makes me giddy!

“Sometimes a little chaos is a good thing.”

Some Sort of Crazy is the newest book (book 2) in the Happy Crazy Love series, and this book focuses on Natalie, Skylar’s sister. We first met Natalie in Some Sort of Happy, and to be honest I was quite excited to able to read her book. Natalie has been in a committed relationship with her boyfriend, whom I like to refer to as DB, but his actual name is Dan, LOL, for quite a while and she thinks, like most women would, that her relationship is on track for her happily ever after. Her boyfriend has told her that he loves her and that someday they will be married. She has the boyfriend, the successful business that she’s always wanted and worked very hard for, the house—complete with picket fence—now all she needs is the white dress, the ring and few babies to see all of her dreams come true. What Natalie has never really allowed herself to contemplate, though, was ‘what if?

“But I love to eat pie. Can I taste yours?”

Natalie has known Miles Haas for years, and they’ve been friends for just as long. Miles has literally made a career out of his sexual conquests, and he’s most definitely not the relationship type. Natalie has always had a bit of a crush on Miles, but she’s never really allowed herself to go there. She’s in a relationship after all, she has been since high school and she loves Dan, she sees a future there, it’s comfortable and safe and there are no risks. It’s what she wants for herself, that type of life. So when a psychic tells her that a stranger is going to appear and upend her life, she shakes it off and concludes that the idea is crazy and that this woman is a nut job. Those types of things just do not happen to Natalie, EVER!

“A week ago, my life had seemed right on track. What had gone wrong?”

Some Sort of Crazy is equal parts sexy and funny. Miles and Natalie’s sexual chemistry is intense and their connection strong. Their banter is not only entertaining as hell, but laugh out loud funny! Full on hilarious actually. When Miles reappears out of nowhere, to write a new story for his blog, and invites Natalie out for a drink to catch up, neither one is expecting to feel the way they did about each other.

“I always enjoyed being in a relationship, and I’d never felt stifled by it. It’s just that Miles was doing something to me.”

“I thought relationships were the worst idea ever, but if you were going to be in one, you should fucking be in it and not dick around. Especially on a girl like Natalie.”

I loved this book, it can be read as a standalone, it’s a full-length novel with an HEA. That being said, I do highly recommend reading Some Sort of Happy first, only because I loved it so much. You can read this book without having read the first, but it’s more enjoyable if you have read the first one. Melanie has a very real talent for creating stories that sweep you off your feet and take you away from reality for a few blissful hours. Her books are the kind that you can always venture into and never have any worries about being disappointed. She’s that author you can always feel totally safe with, she always delivers.

“How would you know if you could love someone forever?”

Some Sort of Crazy gives the feels, without being overwrought, sexy times that makes you blush, tingle and your heart race, and humour that’s addictive, well timed, sassy, and smart! If you haven’t yet read a Melanie Harlow, this is a fabulous place to start! This book is a great and I look forward to the next. I’m looking forward to not only revisiting Skylar, Sebastian, Miles, and Natalie, but also seeing what is coming down Jillian’s path next. Expertly written and addictive, Some Sort of Crazy is going to leave you feeling warm, fuzzy, and sated.

“Was it just make-believe, like all the games we used to play? I want you, she said. I trust you, she said. Give me everything, she said. That was my favorite – give me everything. I would. I would give her everything. Even if it was only make-believe.”

PS - Don’t be surprised when you find yourself craving warm cinnamon buns, dripping in glaze before, during, and after this fabulous book! ;)

“I want you so badly, I whispered. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.” 

“Trust me. I know the feeling.”

“She’s just magic. I wasn’t magic, but we were. I felt it too.”

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Meet Melanie...
Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she's not reading good books, she gets her kicks from TV series like Game of Thrones, Boardwalk Empire, Masters of Sex, Deadwood, Mad Men, and Downtown Abbey (although she wishes it were more HBO and less PBS).
Melanie is the author of the FRENCHED contemporary romance series (FRENCHED, YANKED, FORKED, FLOORED) and the sexy historical series SPEAK EASY (SPEAK EASY, SPEAK LOW), set in the 1920s.

She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband and two daughters.

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