#Excerpt - Diary of a Single Wedding Planner by @Violet_Howe #Romance #Comedy

 
Diary of a Single Wedding Planner
(Tales Behind the Veils, Volume 1)
by: Violet Howe



Publication:  June 18, 2015
ISBN: 0996496807
ASIN: B00AAP1Y2I
Length:  259 pages
Genres: Romantic Comedy, Humor, Romance




Blurb:

Wedding planner Tyler Warren left heartbreak behind when she ran away from her small Southern hometown and started a new life in a big city. Years later, she wants to believe in the fairy-tale endings her job promotes, but the clients she meets day after day seem to be more “Crazily Ever After” than “Happily Ever After.” Meanwhile, her own attempts at romance play out as bizarre comedies rather than love stories, and she’s starting to think Prince Charming either fell off his horse or got eaten by a dragon. When unresolved issues from Tyler’s past complicate things even further, she discovers she may yet have some things to figure out before she can find her own happy ending. This delightful first book in the Tales Behind the Veils series chronicles Tyler’s wacky misadventures, both personal and professional. Whether she’s getting insane requests from brides or outlandish requests on dates, you’re sure to be charmed and entertained by the Diary of a Single Wedding Planner.

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 EXCERPT : 

“So why don’t you have a date tonight?”

I wondered how long it would take to bring her back around to that popular topic of conversation.

“I’m going out with friends, Mom. It’s a big group of us. No one has dates.”

“You need to get new friends. Friends who will introduce you to someone. You never meet anyone new. All the men you meet are either getting married already or coming in town for a wedding and leaving right after it. You need to meet local men.”

She was right on that count. Every wedding serves up a handful of groomsmen and a bevy of guests, usually with at least a couple of single ones in the group. Occasionally, one seems either interested or interesting, or both. But I’m working, and they’re partying. Then they go back home to their own lives, and I greet the next group.

“I did meet someone local, Mom. He works at a hotel. We’re going out next month.” What the hell? Why did I even tell her about him? I have no idea what’s going on and whether or not I even want to go out with him, and now I blabbed about it to my mother?

“Really? Well, why haven’t you said something? Who is he? What does he do? Does he go to church? Is he divorced? I know at your age there’s a high probability anyone you date might have been married before, and I don’t think you should rule that out. Why aren’t you going out with him tonight?”

Immediate regret for my big mouth. I wanted so badly to say, “This would be why I haven’t said anything.” Instead I said, “It’s only been a few phone calls. We haven’t gotten into a whole lot yet.”

“Well, you need to ask these questions! Don’t wait until your heart is involved before your head gets the facts. You need to be your own best advocate.”

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR : 

Violet Howe enjoys writing romance with humor. She lives in Florida with her husband, who is her knight in shining armor, and their two handsome sons. They share their home with three adorable but spoiled dogs. When she’s not writing, Violet is usually watching movies, reading, or planning her next travel adventure. You can follow Violet’s ramblings on her blog, The Goddess Howe.

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Cover Reveal : Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel by @NinaGJones #Erotic

 Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel  

By: Nina G. Jones  

Genre: Erotic Romance (Humor)  

Release Date: June 15, 2014  

Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

Blurb:

 

He was a pig, a jerk, selfish, callous, crude, tactless, prone to outbursts and gorgeous. The kind of gorgeous where you didn’t even attempt to hide the fact that you were staring. I knew the type: His entire life he has coasted on his good looks, artificial charm, and sex appeal. Everyone wanted to be on him or be him. I had been hurt by jerks like him before. He was like those guys but far worse.

I was the unfortunate sucker to be offered a gig I desperately needed as his live-in chef for a Summer in the Hamptons. But I wasn’t like the other girls, the models and socialites who came through the revolving door of his bedroom. I would bite the bullet, take the gig, deal with his sexist comments, his expectation that I would fawn over him, and have no problem letting the door hit my ass on the way out when I was done.

But then something unexpected happened that changed everything and I realized that there maybe more to him than the labels I had affixed to his character. Maybe. But if he really wanted me, it wasn’t going to be easy, not like everything else in his life. He was going to have to work, I was going to make him miserable. He was going to hate wanting me just as much as I hated myself for wanting him back.

Heath Hillabrand: International Supermodel. Womanizer.

 Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel.

 

He leaned in to kiss me, and I sort of, kind of, pushed back. But I'll admit, it was a weak attempt, because dammit he's so fucking hot and his kisses taste like sex. If there was a sex-flavored popsicle, it would be called the Heathsicle. Maybe we could do this just this once and get it out of our systems, I thought to myself, pulling him in by his shirt collar as we kissed.

 He moved to my neck, kissing it so softly, and it made everything tingle. I cannot believe I am making out with a supermodel. He buried his face into the crook of my neck, kissing softly, but pausing in between, caressing my skin with his warm breaths.

Why is he doing this to me? It's like he knows I have a weak spot for narcissists.

He ran his right hand up my thigh, pushing my dress up. All I had underneath was a thong, a flimsy shield for a sex machine like Heath Hillabrand. He grabbed my ass firmly, pressing me up against him and when I felt his huge hardness through his jeans, the reality of the situation began to sink in, but not nearly as much as when his fingers slid into me.

Oh god, oh god, oh god. This is the point of no return, get your shit together. You cannot be this fucking weak, Sadie.

"Okay, we have to stop," I said, pushing him away from me, as a I panted for air. My skin was prickly all-over with sex tingles and my body so wanted to keep on, but that sliver of sober brain I had left would not let me move forward.

 Nina G. Jones was born and raised in Bronx, NY and currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two crazy Boxers. She is the author of the Strapped series, and is currently working on an Erotic Romance, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel, slated to be released in Spring 2014. Nina lives a pretty wholesome life, but is fascinated with the dark side of things and has the mouth of a sailor. She loves watching true crime TV shows and it creeps her husband out to no end. Nina has a degree in Psychology and uses her characters as a vehicle to explore the human psyche.

 

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The Migraine Mafia by Miai Sepp #Humor #Contemporary #Giveaway

 

 

The Migraine Mafia

By: Maia Sepp

Publication: Dec. 13, 2013

ASIN:  B00H7EH68Q
Length: 211 pages

Genre: Humor, Contemporary,Women's Fiction 

Blurb: 

On paper, Viive McBroome lives the perfect life--a key player in a fast-paced, technical field, one promotion away from real success--but that's only if you ignore one little problem.
 

Sandwiched between one migraine and the next, Viive's life is like those choose-your-own-adventure books you read as a kid, only less fun and with a lot more drugs. And lately, as her bosses politely march her toward a vacation that might never end, even the good days feel like a struggle for survival.
 

Faced with frustration from her loved ones and the dark machinations of a new colleague, Viive feels herself getting pulled under by guilt, apologies, and workplace shenanigans. But then she meets the Migraine Mafia, a quirky, vibrant support group, and her fragile camouflage begins to crumble. She discovers that a room full of strangers just might be able to change the way she views her illness--and realizes that if she doesn't learn to ask for help, her health isn't the only thing she stands to lose.
 

Sometimes painful, frequently hilarious, always entertaining, The Migraine Mafia is the story of one woman's life- altering decision to thrive in the face of chronic illness.
 

 


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Maia left the tech sector to write about sock thievery, migraines, and...the tech sector.

The Sock Wars is her debut novel. The first chapter of The Sock Wars was published as a short story/novel excerpt titled Irish Drinking Socks, and became a Kobo bestselling short story. The Sock Wars has been a top-100 digital bestseller on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and the iBookstore, as well as a genre bestseller on Kobo.

Maia's next novel will be released in December 2013: The Migraine Mafia, a story about a nerdy thirtysomething's quest to come to terms with a chronic illness.

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Must Love Otters by @eliza_gordon #Contemporary #Humor #Giveaway

Must Love Otters
by:  Eliza Gordon


Publication: West 26th Street Press ( Oct. 2013)

ASIN:  B00G2V5G32
Length:  275 pages
Genres:  Contemporary Romance, Humor

Blurb: 

Hollie Porter is the chairwoman of Generation Disillusioned: at twenty-five years old, she's saddled with a job she hates, a boyfriend who's all wrong for her, and a vexing inability to say no.  She's already near her breaking point, so when one caller too many kicks the bucket during Hollie's 911 shift, she cashes in the Sweethearts' Spa & Stay gift certificate from her dad and heads to Revelation Cove, British Columbia.  One caveat: she's going solo.  Any sweethearts will have to be found on site.

Hollie hopes to find her beloved otters in the wilds of the Great White North, but instead she's providing comic relief for staff and guests alike.  Even Concierge Ryan, a former NHL star with bad knees and broken dreams, can't stop her from stumbling from one (mis)adventure to another.  Just when Hollie starts to think that a change of venue doesn't mean a change in circumstances, the island works its charm and she starts to think she might have found the rejuvenation she so desperately desires.  But then an uninvited guest crashes the party, forcing her to step out of the discomfort zone where she dwells and save the day... and maybe even herself in the process.

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Eliza Gordon is a forgetful girl who relies on Post-It notes and cellphone alarms to get her through the day.  An avid eater of cookies, she can be found with her hand in the jar when not in her cubicle.  A purveyor of fictions, Eliza is confident that the life she lives in merely the imaginings of someone else's hand, poured from a dull pencil on cafe napkins, and that she is simply an understudy, waiting for her turn to take the stage.  She has excellent taste in books, shoes, and friends, and questionable sanity in the realm of love.  Best leave that one alone.

In real life, she's a husband-and-wife team of controlled chaos who writes stories to help you believe in Happily Ever After.

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[ #Excerpt + #Giveaway ] To Catch Her Death by @boonebrux #Paranormal #Humor

To Catch Her Death
(Grim Reality Series, Book 1)
by:  Boone Brux


Publication:  Red Hot Publishing (Oct. 2013)
ISBN:  9781938601125
ASIN:   B00G09XSBS
Length:  210 pages
Cover Artist :  Jennifer Meyers & Hot Damn Designs
Genre:  Paranormal Humor


Book Description:

What do you get when you cross a hockey mom with the grim reaper?   Me, Lisa Carron.

If being a depressed, frumpy, widowed mother of three wasn't bad enough, I just discovered I'm a grim reaper.  I know what you're thinking,  Wow, that's kind of sexy and full of awesomeness.  Hardly.  Oh, and my clients?  Stupid people.  Like I can't get enough of that from the living.

Since Alaska is big and angels of death are few, I've been partnered with reaper extraordinaire, Nate Cramer.  He's strong, silent, and way too good looking for my recently widowed state.  Oh, and he reaps violent criminals, so that should be interesting.

Forget the danger and the hours of self-analysis it will take for me to find my reaper mojo.  My biggest problem?  Hiding it all from my overly attentive family and nosy neighbors.  Now that's going to take a miracle.

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"You’re not welcome here.” He took a step forward and I slapped my hand against the wall, blocking his path with my arm. If he was a grim reaper then maybe he couldn’t enter my house until he was invited—like vampires. “Be gone.” 

He smirked. “I’m not a vampire.” 

“I know you’re not. There’s no such thing.” I rolled my eyes, trying to give the impression I hadn’t totally been thinking that. “What do you want?” 

“Give me ten minutes. Then I’ll leave and never bother you again.” 

It sounded too good to be true. “Never ever?” 

“I promise.” 

He didn’t do any kind of scout’s honor hand gesture, so I didn’t know if I could completely trust him. “Ten minutes.” 

In that amount of time, he could have me sliced up and vacuum sealed, but what choice did I have. I spun and walked into my kitchen. The idea of he being a grim reaper was the lesser of two evils made me want to laugh. Not in a haha, ironic isn’t it way. But a deeply disturbed things keep getting weirder and weirder way. 

His footsteps followed. I cursed myself. He’d probably leave big, stupid dirt marks all over my sparkling floor. I scooped up my glass and turned to face him. My upbringing forced me to offer him a drink. “Would you like a glass of wine?” 

He held up a hand and shook his head. “No, thank you.” 

Hmm, very polite—for a killer. I pulled out the chair and sat, indicating he should do the same. I sipped slowly, wishing it was something stronger. “Okay, speak.” 

He lowered himself into the chair and propped his elbows on the table, leveling a stare at me. “You are a grim reaper.” 

“So you’ve said.” I took another drink and set down my glass. “Are we done?” 

“Hardly.” He eased back and sized me up, his gaze narrowing. “All right then, you explain what happened at the Holiday station this morning.” 

I considered giving him Vella’s explanation, but those reasons sounded even more ridiculous than reaping a soul. I decided to change tactics. “Let me ask you this. Why do you think I’m a reaper?” 

“We recently lost one of our own and you came on our radar as the next reaper in line.” 

“Lost one of your own?” I didn’t like the sound of that at all. “You mean one of your reapers died?” 

He shifted in his chair. “Yes.” 

“That’s a bit ironic isn’t it? The angel of death dying.” 

He shrugged. “We’re mortal, tools for the greater good of mankind.” 

I refrained from telling him how much of a tool I thought he was. “Isn’t the grim reaper immortal?” 

“You watch too many movies.” 

That was true but I didn’t confirm his statement.

As a bestselling author, Boone Brux's books range from high fantasy to humorous paranormal.

A former nanny, Boone has lived all over the world, finally settling in the icy region of Alaska, where she writes full time.  Always looking for the next adventure, it's not unusual to find her traversing the remotest parts of the Alaskan bush.  No person or escapade is off limits when it comes to weaving real life experiences into her books or blogs.

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