Matters of the Hart by M.E. Carter // Release & Review

 
 

 

 
Title: Matters of the Hart

A Hart Series Standalone

Author: M.E. Carter
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: March 22, 2018
 
Blurb
 
In an instant he became her hero.
Then he became her lover and her friend.
 
My name is Jaxon Hart.
 
You watched me grow up. You watched me fight for my life. Now, I’m
fighting for hers.
 
From the second I laid eyes on Annika Leander, I wanted to help her.
Protect her. Vindicate her. But she’s got baggage to get through. Hell, we both
do.
 
A funny thing happens, though, when you finally connect with someone in
a different way than you ever have before. The baggage doesn’t seem so heavy.
 
I suppose that’s really the only thing that matters when the heart gets
involved.
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Book Nerd Kate’s Review:  ☕☕☕☕☕

Matters of the Hart is M.E. Carter’s best work yet. I cried, I laughed, I held my breath. Carter made me feel every emotion possible throughout this book. Matters of the Hart was beautifully written. Once I picked it up, I could NOT put it down.

Unfortunate circumstances may have brought the main characters together, but they both grow as people because of these circumstances. They overcome so much together and their love is so touching and sweet.

At one key point in the book, I swear Carter *micdropped* The scene was just so perfectly displayed and the emotions were so real. This is a book I will re-read because it made me feel so many things, and I want to experience that again.

 

 
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Author Bio
Mother, reader, storytellerME Carter never set out
to write books. But when a friend practically forced a copy of Twilight into
her hands, the love of the written word she had lost as a child was rekindled.
With a story always rolling around in her head, it should come as no surprise that she finally started putting them on paper. She lives in Texas with
her four children, Mary, Elizabeth, Carter and Bug, who sadly was born long
after her pen name was created, and will probably need extensive therapy
because of it.
 
 
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Wait With Me by Amy Daws // Release

 

From Buzzfeed to Babble to Scary Mommy and even
network television—the most anticipated social media viral sensation is LIVE early!

Its LIVE-flipped

The story of romance writer Amy Daws’ relationship with a
little tire shop in South Dakota is a refreshingly fun tale that ends in an auto shop romantic
comedy that you have to read!

Daws’ fans have loved watching this story trend, but more
importantly, they are loving this 5-star read about a couple who meet outside of a tire shop…

the wait is over

When romance novelist, Kate Smith, finds her long
lost writing mojo in the customer waiting area of a tire store, the complimentary coffee isn’t
the only things that’s hot. But sexy mechanic, Miles Hudson, is just up for a friendly test-
drive of her new book idea.
At least, that was the agreement…

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Her social media musings had her fans in stitches and it wasn’t long before inspiration
struck again. This time…Daws was to write a sexy romantic comedy about a romance novelist who sneaks into a tire shop and gets caught by a hot mechanic. You can
imagine where the love story goes from here. 

Eventually, the little tire shop opened their arms to Daws, even putting her release date on their marquee sign outside.
It wasn’t long before Buzzfeed got wind of it. Then Scary
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into the millions. WGN News in Chicago, Fox 10 in Phoenix and Canada Public Radio are
all talking about the adorable feel good story of how inspiration can strike in the strangest of
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She slaps her hand on her knee and bellows gallantly, “But you know what, Miles, you’re
right! I should totally find a random hookup tonight.”
“Whoa, I never said anything about random.”
“Well, you’re doing it, so why can’t I?”
I narrow my eyes. “You don’t seem like the random type.”
“Maybe I should be.” Her eyes narrow when she leans in and whispers against my lips.
“Can I tell you a secret, Miles?”
“You can tell me anything, Mercedes.”
She giggles and crooks her finger for me to lean in even closer. I’m so close I can smell the
faint scent of her cherry lip gloss, and it’s not helping the half boner having a party in my
pants.
Her lips graze my ear when she whispers, “My writing makes me horny.”
I nearly choke on my beer. “I’m sorry, what?”
“My writing makes me horny.” She pulls back and nods her confirmation. “I’m serious. I
have a sex toy that works really well and really fast, but I miss the heat of a man, ya know?”
My eyes scrunch together, and I rub my fingers in the sockets to make sure I’m awake and
hearing this all correctly. “I mean…I don’t really ever miss the heat of man, so I don’t think
I know exactly what you’re saying.”

“Fine, the heat of a woman.” She rolls her eyes dramatically “You know what I’m talking
about. The heat.”
I frown and shake my head. “You’re going to have to elaborate because I think of a lot of
things when I think of women, but their body temperature isn’t one of them.”
“You asked for it.” She laughs and leans in so she’s speaking low and soft and directly into
my ear. “The heat of a woman is so much more than temperature. It’s the soft, sensual
curves of the female form. The way your fingers dig into the meat of her thighs when she’s
wrapped around you. Her smooth, sunken tummy when she’s on her back, the delicate
bumps of her ribcage when she’s throwing her head back in pleasure. Tight little nipples in
pillows of creamy softness. The fact that you could fold yourself around her and envelop her
body almost entirely and still want more. You’re saying you don’t miss that kind of heat?”
I blink slowly, recovering from what just happened. Her voice was a sensual, verbal caress
straight on my cock. Then there was the warm heat of her breath on my ear. The deep husk
of her tone. The way her warm palm rests softly on my thigh.
Fucking hell.

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London Lovers Series fuel her passion for all things London. When Amy’s not writing, she’s
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Level Me Up by Lauren Helms // Audiobook Review

Audiobook Review Tour for LEVEL ME UP by Lauren Helms

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Can the gamer win the girl in LEVEL ME UP by Lauren Helms? Dex Roberts falls hard and fast for Morgan Lawson, but the last thing Morgan is looking for while attending Comic-Con, is love. Fans of R.S. Grey and Gaming the System series by Brenna Aubrey will love this nerdy and flirty story about what happens when a sweet and sexy pro gamer meets the girl-next-door. Now available on audiobook!

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Title: Level Me Up

Author: Lauren Helms

Release Date: February 2018

Narrator: Lacey Gilleran

Series: Gamer Boy #1

Genres: New Adult Romance

Length: 5 hours and 42 minutes

Format: Audiobook, paperback, eBook

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Synopsis:

The last thing Morgan Lawson is looking for when attending Comic-Con is love. But even prior to exchanging first words, Morgan is drawn to Dex, a drop-dead sexy gamer boy who lives and breathes video games. Before she realizes it, Morgan finds herself caught up in all things Dex.

Dex Roberts knows from the moment he first sees Morgan, he wants more. He falls hard and fast but isn’t surprised when his job as a professional video gamer takes a toll on their relationship.

Once Morgan decides what truly makes her happy, there’s no time to waste. But without warning, life threatens to destroy what both Morgan and Dex want most… each other.

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Book Nerd Kate’s Review: ☕☕☕

I enjoyed this audio listen but I must admit, it took me a little bit to get into it. The beginning contained a long description about Comic Con and it just took me a little bit to feel interested. I liked the storyline overall but I felt it dragged at some parts. It was interesting to read a romance about a professional gamer. I picture Dex as a nerdy but very sexy guy and liked his character. Morgan seemed a bit immature with the relationship, even early on and although it is mentioned that she doesnt have a ton of experience with guys, it seemed like she was a bit clingy.

Lacey Gilleran did a great job narrating. I typically prefer when a book is dual POV, that there be a male and female narrator, but Lacey made it work. While I still think I would have enjoyed it more if there was a second narrator, I don’t think too much was lost with only having a female narrator. I did find that I had to listen to this book on a slower speed than I normally do. I listened on a 1.10x instead of my usual 1.50x. Not a huge deal, just made it take a little bit longer. I think Lacey just speaks quickly to begin with so I didn’t want it to sound too rushed.

Overall, it was a light quick listen, and I did enjoy it. I just think there could have been improvements in how things were described as to not make things appear long winded and lengthy. I also think that Morgan could have come across as more mature in the relationship and less clingy from day 1.

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Lacey is a voice actor and audiobook narrator/producer from Connecticut. Her credits include audiobooks like Level Me Up, Up for Grabs, The After of Us, The Summer of Lost Wishes, and The Boy I Hate. She has over 12 years of experience in audio and video production, and holds a Masters degree in Digital Multimedia Production from Sacred Heart University in Fairfield Connecticut. When Lacey isn’t recording audiobooks, she’s managing social media and marketing at LeftField Media for events like Awesome Con and Rose City Comic Con, or fangirling about Star Wars.

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Author Lauren Helms has been an avid reader from a young age. After starting a book review site, that launched her fully into the book world, she decided to take the plunge and write her first novel. Since she was working for a video game strategy guide publisher at the time, she decided to mix what she knew best, video games and romance. Jumping all in, she joined NaNoWrimo and a month later had a 50K word first draft. Lauren lives in Indianapolis, IN with her video game playing husband, two little girl book nerds, and a little boy who will hopefully be a gamer boy too some day!

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Bashful by Lo Brynolf // Cover Reveal

 

 

Title: Bashful

Author: Lo Brynolf

Genre: New Adult Romantic Comedy

Cover Design: Alyssa Garcia, Uplifting Designs

Release Date: March 29, 2018
Blurb
Callie Miller loves drama. As a theatre major,
that’s a given.
It’s hard to date in the theatre department
when all the guys are either taken or gay—like her best friend and
longtime crush.
When Callie becomes the lead in the biggest
production of the year, she realizes she has no time for love.
Until Sebastian “Bash” Moore reenters her life,
stage left.
He left everything behind three years ago to
chase his dreams. But his heart remained at home, tied to memories of a tiny
blonde with a flair for the dramatics—on and off the stage.
Bash is determined to become her leading man,
and he will do anything to get out of the friend-zone and win her love. Only,
it might not be so easy.
Callie Miller might love drama, but she’s out
to protect her heart…

Author Bio
Lo Brynolf was born and raised in southeast Michigan. A
lover of all things artistic, Lo grew up performing on stage and in choir and
attended Eastern Michigan University to major in Theater Arts. She now resides
in the same small town that she grew up in with her wonderful husband and three
tiny humans.
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Watch and See by Jiffy Kate // Review

 
 
Title: Watch and See
Author: Jiffy Kate
Genre: Contemporary Romance w/ Erotic Elements
Release Date: March 9, 2018
 
 
 
 
 
 
Life hasn’t been kind to Harper Evans.

The small-town gossip about her dead dad and drug-addicted mother has taken its toll. But when her mother is admitted to a long-term rehab facility a few hours away, Harper sees her chance for a fresh start. 

A shoebox apartment above a Chinese restaurant isn’t exactly the escape she dreamed of, but she makes it work. With limited funds and no social life, she views her new city through a dusty old pair of binoculars.

There’s no harm in looking.

Just a peek and I’ll stop.

Harper finds her new pastime quickly turning into a full-fledged obsession. She begins falling for a man she doesn’t know—has never met—as she watches him have sex through the window of his apartment. Daydreaming about what it would be like if she were one of his conquests.

We all reach a point when watching isn’t enough—when we can no longer just be a spectator in our own life. That’s when it’s supposed to get good, right? When we take control and go after what we want. But what happens when it all blows up in our face and we’re left with less than nothing?

What then?

 
 

Book Nerd Kate’s Review: ☕☕☕☕☕

This was definitely different than other books I have read. It was quite angsty, which I love (when I’m in the mood for that). I felt a wide range of emotions while reading this book and Jiffy Kate was able to surprise me more than once. The characters are not without their flaws, but this writing duo makes sure you love them anyway. Must read!

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 
Jiffy Kate is the joint pen name for Jiff Simpson and Jenny Kate Altman. They’re co-writing besties who share a brain and a love of cute boys, good coffee, and a fun time. 

Together, they’ve written over twenty stories. Their first published book, Finding Focus, was released in November 2015. Since then, they’ve continued to write what they know, which is southern settings full of swoony heroes and strong heroines. 

You can find them on most social media outlets at @jiffykate, @jiffykatewrites, or @jiffsimpson and @jennykate77.
 

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Love Broken by J.D. Hollyfield // Review

 
 
 
Title: Love Broken
Author: J.D. Hollyfield
Genre: RomCom/Contemporary
Release Date: February 26, 2018

 
 
 
 
 
My name is Katie Beller, but the world, as of late, knows me as Bailey Swan, the love guru behind my bestselling book.

Want the shortened version? Here it is: 

Love was stupid.

A fake. A farce

Love was broken. 

Women everywhere were eating up my advice and fighting back against fake love. My book started a relationship revolution. And I stood by my story. 

Until I met Charlie Bates.

When I throw all my own rules and advice out the window after a week-long rendezvous, I start to wonder just how real my words were. Maybe love might be just a little more complicated than I thought. 

Maybe I’m the one who’s love broken.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Creative designer, mother, wife, writer, part time superhero…

J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not trying to save the world one happy ending at a time, she enjoys the snuggles of her family and three doxies. With her love for romance, and head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own story to life.

J.D. Hollyfield lives in the Midwest, and is currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEA’s.

 

 

 Book Nerd Kate’s Review: ☕☕☕☕

Loved that Chase never gave up in his… erhm… chase. However, I am not a huge fan of the whole “woman cynical about love” scenario. I will say, this was a different take on it, and I did appreciate that. I am also a sucker for any book that involves characters related to the “book community” aka authors, readers, cover models, etc. The further I got into the book, the more I wanted to keep reading. I’m starting to really enjoy Hollyfield’s work and will be making it a point to go back and read her earlier work. 

 
 
 
 
 
 
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Broken Love by Tracie Redmond // Release

 
 
Title: Broken Love
Series: The Prick Series
Author: Tracie Redmond
Genre: NA/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 5, 2018
 
 
 
 
 
Guided by emotions.

Weathering the storms.

With love comes heartbreak.

Carrie Davenport knows the highs and the lowest of lows. She’s never really belonged. Family: she didn’t understand how good that could feel until she fell into life at the shop, Two Pricks.

When she lets herself get too comfortable, when she allows herself to feel, to fall and to believe, she remembers. And what she remembers about herself, about her past, sends her fast away.

She walks away from the illusion of what she so badly wanted. To come to terms with who and what she really is…nothing.

Sometimes, in the end, we find love. Sometimes all we can find is a broken mess. Carrie isn’t so sure where she will find herself when she removes all the layers to reveal the truth.

In love, there is always pain.

 
 
 
 
 

 

“An intense, emotionally gripping, and powerful read.” – USA Today Bestselling Author Chelsea Camaron


“Her story was just as inspiring as it was heartbreaking!” – Carla


“Omg!!! This book was freaking amazing.” – Autumn Bryant

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Tracie Redmond had a passion for reading that she turned into a passion for writing. She lets her characters guide the way as she lays out every book she writes with emotion, passion, and inspiration. Tracie currently lives in Northeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, three children, and two dogs. She loves all things ducks. Most of all, Tracie loves connecting with anyone wanting to discuss books with her.
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Love Broken by J.D. Hollyfield // Release

Title: Love Broken
Author: J.D. Hollyfield
Genre: RomCom/Contemporary
Release Date: February 26, 2018



My name is Katie Beller, but the world, as of late, knows me as Bailey Swan, the love guru behind my bestselling book.
Want the shortened version? Here it is:
Love was stupid.

Love was stupid.
A fake. A farce
Love was broken.
Women everywhere were eating up my advice and fighting back against fake love. My book started a relationship revolution. And I stood by my story.
Until I met Charlie Bates.
When I throw all my own rules and advice out the window after a week-long rendezvous, I start to wonder just how real my words were. Maybe love might be just a little more complicated than I thought.
Maybe I’m the one who’s love broken.

Abby McCarthy – “If you want to swoon, laugh, smile, and even blush, pick up this romcom!”

Dawn, Two Unruly Girls – “I was HOOKED.”

Next Chapter Book Blog – “Five trillion heart wrenching amaze-balls stars!!!”



Creative designer, mother, wife, writer, part time superhero…
J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not trying to save the world one happy ending at a time, she enjoys the snuggles of her family and three doxies. With her love for romance, and head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own story to life.
J.D. Hollyfield lives in the Midwest, and is currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEA’s.



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The Praetorian by Dawn Chiletz // Release & Review

 
 
Title: The Praetorian: a Reality TV Novel
Author: Dawn L. Chiletz
Genre: Romance Suspense
Release Date: February 23, 2018 
 
 
 
 
 
Prae·to·ri·an /prēˈtôrēən/- a skilled warrior serving as the personal guard of a Roman Emperor. 

Bad-boy rock star Roman Creed keeps his secret locked behind a door. 

When Seamore Productions offers to find him a new bodyguard through a reality TV show, Roman reluctantly agrees. He needs some good press and better security. The last thing he expects is a beautiful, curious cop to get under his skin and into his past. Why can’t he stop thinking about her? 

Tough-as-nails detective Reed Manning keeps her secret locked away in her mind. 

After being suspended from the police force, she considers trying out for the show. She’s supposed to keep her eye on the cash prize, but her potential boss captures her attention. What is he so desperately trying to hide? 

When a single decision can change a life-

Never let your guard down.

 
 

Book Nerd Kate’s Review: ☕☕☕☕☕

Okay so… I can’t pronounce the title, no matter how many times I’m told the pronunciation BUT don’t let that fool you… this book is gold! This was my first read by Dawn Chiletz and I am definitely going to be picking up her other books. The banter between the characters was awesome, the chemistry was hot, and her writing kept me hooked from the start! Did I mention it was hot?! Definitely a must read!

 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I glance up at the woman in the reflection behind the bar. She looks tired and broken. 

I could get fired over this. I should be. I was wrong. I’ve had perps push my buttons before, but not like him. For the first time in my life, I consider the fact that I don’t deserve to wear a badge. Maybe I’m not cut out for this job after all. 

The TV in the corner goes dark. I’d think they lost signal if not for the dramatic music that begins. The TV flips to what looks to be men dressed in full armor going into battle. The clips are brief, interspersed with darkness, but I recognize the music. It’s “Returns the King” from the movie 300. My asshole boyfriend, two asshole boyfriends ago, loved the gladiator type movies. I remember 300 because I drooled over Gerard Butler through the entire thing. He’s hot as fuck.

Something’s different with the music, though. There’s electric guitar dispersed throughout. When the drums finally kick in, you see a line of Roman warriors marching toward a throne made out of silver guitars with a black leather seat. Someone is standing in front of it wearing a black cape, his back turned to them. The cape is being blown around by what seems to be the wind and under it you see tight leather pants and black combat boots. He raises one tattooed, muscular arm and they all stop. He turns and all you see are his crystal blue eyes surrounded by smudged dark eyeshadow and a pierced nose. The camera pans out farther and you see his face. He smirks and the words The Praetorian appear, followed by Coming Soon.

Goosebumps shoot up my arms. I can’t stop staring at the screen even after the baseball game continues.

Movement in the corner of my eye pulls me out of my trance.

“You okay?” the bartender asks. He’s drying a glass with a towel and is trying to hide a smile. I must have looked ridiculous.

“Fine.”

“Don’t tell me that’s the first time you’ve seen those ads. I swear I’ve seen them all like fifty times,” he says with a twinkle in his eyes. He seems excited by them.

“I don’t watch much TV. What’s it for?”

“Seamore Productions is doing a new reality show, and this time they’re looking for a bodyguard for Roman Creed.”

“Roman Creed?” I feel like I should know the name, but I don’t.

His mouth drops open as if I shocked the breath out of him. “You don’t know Roman Creed?”

I lift my eyebrows, purse my lips, and shake my head. “No clue.”

“The lead singer of Core Damage? They won a Grammy for their album Annihilation a few years ago?”

“Oh, yeah. Sure.” I pretend I know it because I want him to drop it. Core Damage sounds vaguely familiar, but I’m more into country music.

“It looks like it’s going to be kickass. It’s by the same company that did The Fabulist. Remember that show?”

“I do.” That’s not a lie. I watched it. I found the lying challenges fascinating.

“Same thing. They’re holding tryouts next week, here in LA. Pete, my bouncer, is going to audition.”

“Sounds cool,” I say and toss thirty bucks on the counter. “That enough?” 

“Too much.”

I briefly consider taking some cash back but leave it. It’ll be my last careless purchase until I get my life back in order.

“The winner gets a job and $100,000,” he adds as I make my way to the door.

I stop in my tracks, turning my head back to him. One hundred thousand just made this a little more interesting. Maybe even life-changing. Gazing up at the TV and then back to the bartender, I lean on the bar. “What do I have to do?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Dawn L. Chiletz resides in Illinois with her two boys and three dogs. Her love of reading began at a very young age and has continued into adulthood. Armed with a dream from the night before, she sat down at her laptop one day in 2014 and started the words of her first novel, The Contest. She’s been dreaming up new book ideas ever since. When she’s not binge reading or writing you can usually find her on social media avoiding putting away laundry.

To find out more information, including her upcoming signings, please visit her website at: https://www.dawnlchiletz.com

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Straight Up Irish by Magan Vernon // Release

 
 
Title: Straight Up Irish
Series: Murphy’s Brothers #1
Author: Magan Vernon
Genre: NA Contemporary
Publisher: Entangled Embrace
Release Date: February 19, 2018 
 
 
 
 
 
I need a wife if I want to help save my family’s billion-dollar pub empire. There’s just one problem: I never plan on marrying. So, I need someone who understands that this is just another business deal. I don’t do commitments. And my brother’s executive assistant, Fallon Smith, fits that bill.

Fallon needs help with her grandmother’s expenses, and her pretending to be my fake wife is a way we can make that happen. She’s not my biggest fan, but we can help each other and then go our separate ways. That she’s beautiful and I enjoy spending time with her–doesn’t matter. When all of this is done, she’s heading home to America, and I’ve got a company to run.

A fake wedding and a whole lot of whiskey. What could go wrong?
 
 

Book Nerd Kate’s Review: ☕☕☕☕

I didn’t know going into the book that it was a Fake Marriage/Marriage of Convenience novel, but I was excited to find out that it was. I love a good fake relationship turned real. Add in the fact that it involves an Irishman who also has money.. how many tropes can you fit into one book? This was a fun read that definitely was just what I was looking for in the middle of a stressful couple weeks. I love when a ladies man falls in love and decides there is only one woman for him. So sweet and sexy!

 
 
 

 
 
 
Chapter One
 
Connor

 

The harsh morning light streamed in through the windows as if it were a switch that made the pounding in my head even worse.

 

The Irish sun I swore was worse than the American one, and so was the alcohol. Nothing in the world compared to Irish whiskey and it had been a while since I’d been back to my hometown of Dublin.

 

My phone vibrated against the nightstand and stared at the screen until my eyes adjusted to the light I saw not only the time but that Jack’s assistant was calling me.

 

“Shit,” I muttered, unlocking my phone and sliding it to my ear.

 

 
“Fallon, Mo Gra, tell me your calling with some good news.”I jumped up, searching for something to cover my naked arse and found my clothes from the night before strewn across a hardwood floor.

 

 
“Using cutesy Irish pet names for me has never worked in your favor, and it especially isn’t when your brothers are wondering where you are.” Her American accent flowed through the speakers with the clicking of a keyboard loud and clear in the background.

 

 
“What’s the fun in that? C’mon, now. We’ve been emailing and having this lovely phone calls for months now. We’re practically best mates,” I said, grabbing my boxers.

 

 
“Is everything okay, Connor?” A soft voice with a thicker accent than mine murmured.

 

I whirled around, covering up my junk and my lucky shamrock tattoos that graced each hip bone. On the bed was a pale redhead with a devious smirk and hair more messed up than a 1980s American metal band. I’d say I shagged that one pretty good, wish I remembered it. Been a while since I’d gotten that knackered and wound up in the bed of a hometown girl.

 

 
“Is there someone in the background? Are you seriously hooking up when you have a meeting in ten minutes?”

 

The girl on the bed’s eyes widened, Fallon’s words booming through the phone.

 

 
“Yeah. I thought I set the alarm on my phone and would be on time. But the alarm didn’t go off and now I can’t find my pants. Think I can just walk in wearing my boxers?” My blue eyes searched the floor until I found my crumpled jeans.

 

 
“Yeah, it went off twice, and you mumbled for me to snooze it. Is that your wife on the phone? Should I be worried? ” the bed girl said in a scratchy voice, raising her eyebrows.

 

 
I shook my head as much as I could and slid on my pants.

 

If I didn’t get my shit together, the meeting was going to start without me. Why did I need to drink that much last night? While my brothers went home early, I just had to see what I was missing in Dublin by studying and working in America. Better than facing the fact why I was back in the country, I guess.

 

Funerals are as good of an excuse as any to get knackered.

 

 
“It’s my brother’s assistant. Fallon, wanna say hello to this girl who is asking if you’re my wife?” I asked with a smile that caused the girl on the bed’s eyebrows to raise even higher on her head.

 

 
Fallon groaned. “Why do I even bother calling you? This feels like Deja Vu from when you almost missed your flight out of Boston.”

 

 
“Ah, but that one didn’t involve a girl. Just whiskey. And I made that flight, thank you very much.” I held the phone between my ear and shoulder, sliding on my shirt.

 

“Only because I saved you with pre-boarding.”

 

“ Maybe when you’re done with work; you can come back. Or we can meet up tonight,” girl on the bed murmured.I combed my fingers through my hair, hoping it didn’t look as bad as hers did.

 

“Did she seriously ask you to come back? While you’re on the phone with me even?” Fallon’s laughter carried through the phone.

 

 
“Not now, Erin,” I said, brushing her hand off my shoulder while I tried to shimmy on my socks, not looking to see the girl’s reaction. If I hurried, I could still make the meeting on time and maybe even find a breath mint or two on someone’s desk on the way there.

 

“Don’t worry; I’m on my way, so you don’t need to get jealous. You’re the only girl who can bother me at all hours of the night.” I stood up and stepped into my shoes.

 

 
“Erin?” the bed girl asked with a huff.

 

 
I turned and looked at her steely glare and arms crossed over her bare chest.

 

 
“Not Erin?”

 

“Not even close,” she growled.

 

Fallon’s laugh carried through the speaker. “Oh, this is classic.”

 

I frowned even though Fallon couldn’t see it.

 

“Well, sorry Not Erin, but thanks for the sex I can’t remember. Hope it was better than mediocre for you,” I said with my hand on the door.

 

Never said I wasn’t an arsehole.

 

This caused a gasp from both Fallon and the bed girl. I quickly ran out the door, closing it before the thud of something hard hit the wall behind me. Could have been worse, I could have been cold-clocked by a shoe.

 

“Did you make it out of there alive after that comment?” Fallon asked.

 

When I stepped outside, I looked around, realizing I was only a few blocks from the office and the pubs I probably stumbled to this girl’s place from. “Ah, and the luck of the Irish is on my side, Mo Gra because I’m not far from the office.”

 

This wasn’t the first time I’d run to the office after a less than savory encounter with a bird. It’s how my life had been since I started Uni in America and then graduated three years ago.

 

 
“You do know this is a will reading, right? Not just you and Jack in a phone conference talking numbers?” she questioned.

 

 
“I’m very aware of what this meeting is for,” I grumbled.

 

 
I still had at least a few minutes before I was considered past fashionably late and onto acting the maggot. Running down the brick-paved streets of my childhood, I dodged the flower sellers and the older gentlemen who liked to walk for no reason at all.I wanted to come back to Ireland on better terms and not for my Da’s funeral.

 

 
Lung disease was one of the top killers in Dublin, and it hit him hard and fast. I didn’t know how bad it was until Fallon called and told me Da was in the hospital. She booked me a flight back home for the next day, but he was already gone before I even crossed the Atlantic.

 

 
“Sorry. That came out wrong.” Voices echoed in the background, and I wondered where she was in the building.

 

 
I’d seen the girl’s work photo icon in emails and breezed past her desk a few times, but never really saw her. Funny that she was someone I’d talked to almost as much as my brothers these past six months and I hadn’t formally met her.

 

 
“Where are you right now? Are you waiting for me outside the meeting room door? Hoping since Not Erin didn’t get a round two that maybe we can officially meet and hit it off?” I joked and breezed through the wrought iron gates of the Murphy Family Pub headquarters, past the secretary and front lobby, covered in photos of generations of Murphy’s who had run the company.

 

 
My family owned a distillery for years and used to brew the whiskey in downtown Dublin. The brand expanded, and my father went into the pub franchise business. Now we had hundreds of pubs all over the world, and the original distillery was currently used for a museum and pub on the first floor with corporate offices on the second.

 

 
Mam passed away soon after my youngest brother, Sean, was born. Da raised us all while building his empire and now with his sudden passing, my brothers Jack, Sean, and I were set to inherit the company. This meeting was just a formality to settle the estate, giving us our shares in the business. I figured Jack would take Da’s position as CEO with me as CFO and Sean as president or something if he wanted it.

 

 
“Your flirting isn’t cute, Mr. Murphy.”

 

 
I stopped at a mirror in one of the hallways, noticing my hair stuck up every which way and I tried to lay it down flat with one hand, holding my phone with the other. “What’s this Mr. Murphy nonsense? We’re practically family, Fal.”

 

 
She huffed. “Are you almost here? I’m almost to the conference room, and I don’t want to have to tell your brother you’re still not available.”. I started jogging, and just as I turned the corner, instead of breezing into the conference room, I ran chest first into a petite blonde who was holding a tray of coffees that had now spilled all down the front of her dress.

 

 
“Aw, I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t mean to do a number on ya,” I said, staring at her wide blue eyes, circled by red framed glasses. She looked between me and her dress.

 

 
I expected to hear a laugh or some quip from Fallon on my phone, but instead I listened to my voice echoing through the pink dressed girl’s phone.

 

 
Recognition dawned on me as my eyes roamed over her from the top of her blonde ponytail down the soaked through dress and cardigan, showing off the curvy frame she hid under the nerdy little ensemble. Her photos and glances at her did not do her justice. She was beautiful in a natural way which made her not need the fancy clothes or too much makeup.

 

 
“Fallon. We finally get to meet. I feel like I should hug you. Or maybe undress you. You know get you out of that pink number and into something not stained.” I stepped closer, putting my arms out. I may have said the words jokingly, but the thought of her dropping the dress and taking her against the paneled wall was on the forefront of my mind.

 

 
“Are you serious right now? You need to go. You’re going to be late,” she hissed

 

 
I glanced at my watch again. Shit, the meeting probably already started. I didn’t have time to sweet talk or other things. Pulling out my wallet from my back pocket, I grabbed a few notes. “Let me at least buy you a new dress and replace the coffees.”

 

“What? No. Just go. I’ll take care of this.” She narrowed her eyes and slightly shook her head.

 

 
“Are you sure?” I raised my eyebrows, still holding the money toward her.

 

 
The clock near the conference room chimed, alerting me it was at the top of the hour.

 

 
“We can chat more about this later,” I said, putting my money back in my wallet. “Nice officially meeting you, Pinky. Let’s do this again real soon, ” I said with a grin, patting her shoulder before I scooted toward the conference room and shut the door behind me.

 

Three sets of eyes looked up from the conference table they sat around.

 

 
My brothers were in crisp blue suits with their light brown hair perfectly gelled, making me look even more like a fool than I felt with my wrinkled clothes which smelled like sex and whiskey.This wasn’t the way to honor, Da, but at least I was there and I was going to be there for his company, no matter what it took.

 

 
“Mornin’,” I said, taking my seat across from the estate solicitor, Thomas O’Malley, who looked like a real-life leprechaun with his short stature, bright red beard, and reading glasses perched on his nose.

 

 
“Glad you could grace us with your presence, Connor,” Thomas said, shuffling the papers in his hands.

 

 
“Happy to have made it,” I said, folding my hands on the table and smiling, even though my brothers audibly groaned next to me. If there was one thing I learned from Da, it was that you never showed weakness.

 

 
“Okay, let’s get started with the reading,” Thomas said, clearing his throat.

 


Then flipped to a new sheet. “Whereupon my death, my three sons, Jack, Connor, and Sean will each inherit their equal share of thirty-three and a half-percent of the family franchise upon the day all three of their marriage certificates are certified by a priest and again by my solicitor Thomas O’Malley, six months after the day of their nuptials. If all three of them are not married within a year of my death, none will be able to get controlling interests, and the board may offer each son’s ownership stake to the highest bidder.”


Every hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Marriage? Thre three of us? Within a year? All of that to get the company? That couldn’t be right. Da never said anything about that. Sure, he was a loyal family man, who never married or even dated after Mam died, but I didn’t think he would do something like this.Especially when the board was a bunch of crotchety old men who smoked too many cigars and were probably half the reason Da got sick in the first place.


My oldest brother Jack leaned forward in his seat. “Thomas. I could be wrong here, but is this stating that each of us has to be married and not just married, but married for six months? And this all has to happen within the year? That can’t be right. Da never even re-married or had a serious girlfriend. He used to say the pub was his only wife after Mam.”


Thomas sighed, pushing his glasses up. “You young men have done a fine job in your positions in the company, but your father also knew you were still sowing your wild oats. He wanted to make sure you settled down a bit, so the company didn’t suffer. This was his way of seeing to that.”


There has to be a clause that can get us out of this, right? I don’t even have a girlfriend, let alone a girl I’d want to marry by the end of the year.” Sean said.


I wanted to ask Sean what he even had to do with this company since he hadn’t taken an interest in anything but rugby. I know Jack had brought up more than once about eventually buying out his portion and now with us all having to be married, or none of us got the company, which put a damper on that one. Before I could ask any more questions, Thomas cleared his throat.


“Boys, I’d like to say there’s another option, but that’s what it states in the will,” he said, standing up and placing the papers in his briefcase. “You can try and get your own solicitors or a judge to dispute this, but I’ve been doing this for longer than you’ve been alive. Once this will is set and notarized, it’s legally binding.”


“Does the board know about this?” Jack asked.


Thomas nodded solemnly. “Ah, they’re aware of the clause, not all of the details, but some have already made comments about a buyout for a third of the company.”


I clenched my fists without even thinking, my gut twisting at the thought of someone else taking over the business.The one Da had built from the ground up, but Jack and I had worked to keep it a well-oiled machine on both sides of the pond. A bunch of old men with one foot in the grave would just run the franchise into the ground along with all our hard work.


Da put a lot of hard work into the enterprise. What he built. What he wanted our family to have. That wasn’t just going to disappear because of some marriage clause, I couldn’t let it.


“Can’t we just find some girl, see if she wants to get married for a few months, then divorce with a nice little settlement? Isn’t that what they do on those American reality shows for publicity?” Sean asked, staring between all of us.


Thomas shrugged. “I guess there’s nothing in the will that says you can’t, but how do you think the board would take that? Moreover, your Da would probably roll in his grave if he heard you married a girl just to get the company. Your mother was the love of his life and the reason he was able to make this company what it is today. He just wants the same thing for you boys. Not some random fling.”


“I’m sure there are worse things we could do,” Sean muttered, buttoning and unbuttoning his suit jacket.


“If we have nothing else to discuss, then I best be heading back to the office. You’ll call if you need anything and let me know as soon as I get to meet the future Murphy girls,” Thomas said with a tight-lipped smile.


We walked him toward the door, but none of us left the room.


Jack was the first to speak as soon as Thomas rounded the corner and was out of sight. “What the hell are we going to do?”


Sean shook his head. “I don’t know. This wasn’t at all what I was expecting. Hell, I guess I’d better get on a dating app or something.”


“This isn’t a joke,” Jack growled.


I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to calm the beast a little, but his nostril’s flared. “Calm down, Jack. We’ll figure this out. We always do.”


His dark blue eyes didn’t move from the empty hallway. “This isn’t about deciding where to put a new pub in America or marketing expenditures. This is marriage. This is our company. Our future.”


I nodded solemnly. We all knew what was at stake here and the only way to solve our problems was with a wedding. Something I never even thought I would be thinking about. Now I had no choice. I was going to be a married man by the end of the year, and so were my brothers, no matter what it took.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Magan Vernon has been living off of reader tears since she wrote her first short story in 2004. She now spends her time killing off fictional characters, pretending to plot while she really just watches Netflix, and she tries to do this all while her two young children run amok around her Texas ranch.

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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