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JILTED
By Sawyer Bennett
Release Day : July 11th
Hollywood
hath no fury like a woman scorned. In this fun, flirty second-chance romance
from New York Times bestselling author Sawyer Bennett, an
aspiring starlet reconnects with her first love.
“Sawyer Bennett never fails to deliver heroes I fall hard for and heroines I adore.”—Violet Duke
Eden Goodnight went to Los Angeles to make it big, not to be publicly humiliated by her cheating fiancé at a red-carpet premiere. But when Eden returns to her hometown to put the scandal behind her, she can barely find a sympathetic shoulder to cry on. Turns out the locals are worse than the paparazzi, and they all think she’s turned into a spoiled brat. But in a strange twist of fate, the one person who seems to understand what Eden’s going through is Cooper Mayfield . . . the boy she left behind.
Small-town charm is no match for the glitz and glamour of Hollywood. At least that’s what Coop’s been telling himself all these years. As Eden’s old flame—and the landscaper for her family’s historic home—Coop feels some responsibility for getting her out of her funk. But as soon as he sees that million-dollar smile, he’s a goner. Soon they’re making out like teenagers again. But when a life-changing role falls into Eden’s lap, Coop just hopes she doesn’t give up on a love that’s meant to be.
“Sawyer Bennett never fails to deliver heroes I fall hard for and heroines I adore.”—Violet Duke
Eden Goodnight went to Los Angeles to make it big, not to be publicly humiliated by her cheating fiancé at a red-carpet premiere. But when Eden returns to her hometown to put the scandal behind her, she can barely find a sympathetic shoulder to cry on. Turns out the locals are worse than the paparazzi, and they all think she’s turned into a spoiled brat. But in a strange twist of fate, the one person who seems to understand what Eden’s going through is Cooper Mayfield . . . the boy she left behind.
Small-town charm is no match for the glitz and glamour of Hollywood. At least that’s what Coop’s been telling himself all these years. As Eden’s old flame—and the landscaper for her family’s historic home—Coop feels some responsibility for getting her out of her funk. But as soon as he sees that million-dollar smile, he’s a goner. Soon they’re making out like teenagers again. But when a life-changing role falls into Eden’s lap, Coop just hopes she doesn’t give up on a love that’s meant to be.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off
Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released more than 30 books and has
been featured on both the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists on
multiple occasions.
A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real
life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array
of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes
something for just about everyone.
Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and
her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to
life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a
very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs.
She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a
great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two.
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Wake up and feel the wood! In the first of a series of irresistible standalone romances from New York Times bestselling author Sawyer Bennett, a city girl rediscovers love and lust in the Alaskan wilderness.
Valentine French may be the sassiest dating columnist in New York City, but the abundance of metrosexuals in her adopted metropolis is seriously cramping her style. Where are the beefy all-American boys? Hoping to find some inspiration, Val heads to Alaska, where the men outnumber the women fifteen to one and wrestle grizzly bears for sport. Or so she can only imagine. Suddenly the most eligible bachelorette in a town full of horny lumberjacks, Val is writing her best columns ever. But if she doesn’t get her nose out of her laptop, she just might miss out on Mr. Right.
Logan Burke is the sheriff of the little podunk town that Val finds so charmingly backward. He’s not that different from the guys she’s using for her little experiment; it’s just that one date would never be enough for Logan. As he listens to Val complain about love over beers in the local tavern, he realizes that she can’t see the forest for the trees. Because if she would ever give up her Prada bags and fourteen-dollar martinis, Logan would give her the only luxury that matters: his heart.
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My Review
About the Author
Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released more than 30 books and has been featured on both the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists on multiple occasions.
A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.
Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two.
A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.
Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two.
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OMG this was
one seriously hot book. The chemistry was awesome and the sex scenes were just
perfect. Not that Sawyer doesn’t normally nail it but I actually had to fan
myself a few times while reading this and since privacy was so minimal I
actually had a few moments where I did the look around because I was sure
everyone in 100 metres had to know what I was reading.
I went into
the book expecting not to like Valentine very much. I mean she is a spoilt,
rich, socialite who is going to Alaska to run a social experiment on the men
there. I figured she would be shallow and uncaring. Luckily for me I was way
off and I loved her. She was quirky and despite being a lot of the above she
was sweet and caring and I found myself actually rooting for her to get her
happily ever after.
Logan I
loved about 80% of the time. He had the whole possessive, dirty talking thing and
I really loved how he was with Valentine but when things didn’t go his way he
acted like a dick and I just wanted to smack him. I mean seriously dude twice
you flew off the handle without getting any information then sulked like a two
year old. Not attractive. But then he would make amends and be so sweet and
awesome I would get over it all pretty quick.
The
secondary characters were great and I can’t wait to see where this series is
going to go.
Title: Don’t Hold Back
Series: Love Hurts #4
Author: Missy Johnson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 12, 2017
Blurb
Three countries.
Two months.
All expenses paid.
Just you and me.
About you: You’re fun loving, adventurous and you have a wicked sense of humor. You’re spontaneous, open minded and creative. You live for today because you never know what tomorrow holds.
I’m Erin and this isn’t your usual Craigslist Ad. I’m twenty-four, and full disclosure, I’m dying. But I don’t want your pity. What I want is your help. I’m not looking for a nanny, or for someone to hold my hand. I want a friend, a confidante, a partner in crime.
I want you.
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Excerpt
“Who the hell books a flight for seven a.m.?” I grumble under my breath as I hoist my suitcase out from the boot of the taxi. I toss a twenty through the open window of the driver’s seat, telling him to keep the change. The whole twenty cents. Yeah, I’m generous like that.
I’ve barely slept, which I guess is good considering the eighteen-hour flight I have ahead of me. Unless she’s going to want to talk the whole way, in which case no sleep is bad. Of course she is. Women always want to talk. Dying women probably take that to a whole other level. I chastise myself for being so insensitive. Let’s see if I can get through this trip without offending the girl. Or more realistically, let’s see if I can get through the week.
I stroll through departures, scanning the crowd for Erin. I’ve only met her twice now, but she was kind of unforgettable—hot in a she-has-no-idea-how-hot-she-is kind of way. Even that first time, all wet and dishevelled, she was mesmerizing.
My eyes fall on her and a smile tugs at my lips. She’s bent over her open bag, her long blond hair hanging loosely over her shoulder. It feels kind of wrong that I’m checking her out, given her situation, but I can’t help myself. I give it another minute before I walk over to join her.
“Hey,” I say.
She jumps, straightening up. Her face reddens when she faces me.
“You’re supposed to do the packing thing at home,” I tease her. Half her luggage is dumped onto the floor next to her, and I love that she doesn’t seem to give a shit.
“I’m looking for something,” she retorts, narrowing her stunning blue eyes.
I raise my eyebrows curiously and grin.
“It’s not important.”
“It obviously is,” I argue. I’m enjoying playing with her. “And the fact that you don’t want to tell me what it is makes me wonder…”
“Well stop wondering,” she replies. “If you want to do something useful, help me zip this up. It’s stuck.” She bends back over and gives the zip a yank, as if to prove her point.
“It’s stuck because you have this caught in it.” I grab hold of the offending material and back the zipper up. It releases, and I proudly hold it up. “Lacy and transparent,” I say when I realise I’m holding a pair of her panties. I let out a low whistle. “I’m impressed.”
She blushes and snatches them out of my hand, shoving them back in her suitcase. She zips it closed and glares at me. “I’m beginning to regret this already,” she growls.
“Never regret lacy panties, Erin,” I tease. “But seriously, I’m just messing with you. This trip will be great. Trust me. We’ll have fun.”
I’ve barely slept, which I guess is good considering the eighteen-hour flight I have ahead of me. Unless she’s going to want to talk the whole way, in which case no sleep is bad. Of course she is. Women always want to talk. Dying women probably take that to a whole other level. I chastise myself for being so insensitive. Let’s see if I can get through this trip without offending the girl. Or more realistically, let’s see if I can get through the week.
I stroll through departures, scanning the crowd for Erin. I’ve only met her twice now, but she was kind of unforgettable—hot in a she-has-no-idea-how-hot-she-is kind of way. Even that first time, all wet and dishevelled, she was mesmerizing.
My eyes fall on her and a smile tugs at my lips. She’s bent over her open bag, her long blond hair hanging loosely over her shoulder. It feels kind of wrong that I’m checking her out, given her situation, but I can’t help myself. I give it another minute before I walk over to join her.
“Hey,” I say.
She jumps, straightening up. Her face reddens when she faces me.
“You’re supposed to do the packing thing at home,” I tease her. Half her luggage is dumped onto the floor next to her, and I love that she doesn’t seem to give a shit.
“I’m looking for something,” she retorts, narrowing her stunning blue eyes.
I raise my eyebrows curiously and grin.
“It’s not important.”
“It obviously is,” I argue. I’m enjoying playing with her. “And the fact that you don’t want to tell me what it is makes me wonder…”
“Well stop wondering,” she replies. “If you want to do something useful, help me zip this up. It’s stuck.” She bends back over and gives the zip a yank, as if to prove her point.
“It’s stuck because you have this caught in it.” I grab hold of the offending material and back the zipper up. It releases, and I proudly hold it up. “Lacy and transparent,” I say when I realise I’m holding a pair of her panties. I let out a low whistle. “I’m impressed.”
She blushes and snatches them out of my hand, shoving them back in her suitcase. She zips it closed and glares at me. “I’m beginning to regret this already,” she growls.
“Never regret lacy panties, Erin,” I tease. “But seriously, I’m just messing with you. This trip will be great. Trust me. We’ll have fun.”
“I’m having trouble believing that,” she retorts, properly facing me for the first time.
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Author Bio
Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she's a cat, a cat who thinks he's a dog...you get the picture).
When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.
When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.
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Giveaway
When I first read the blurb for this book I
really wanted to read it but I knew my big girl panties would need to be pulled
right up. It was obvious from the blurb that this was going to be one of those
huge ugly cry books that need a bottle of wine and a box of tissues.
So when Missy offered me an ARC I was so wanting
to read it and so scared to read it but I couldn’t say no. When it landed on my
kindle my 16 year old daughter immediately stole it and read it and I can now
officially tell you that little monster must be adopted. Why? After she
finished the book she said “It was awesome you will love it.” Sounds good so
far right? Yup, but when I asked was it sad will I cry like a baby? Her
response was “it was sad and not what I expected but I didn’t cry at all
when I read it.”
Cool I thought, I will read it while the boys
have basketball training, what can go wrong? Well in short I cried and I cried
and I fucking cried while messaging my husband to make sure our daughter
doesn’t ever get to make any important end of life kind of decisions over us.
Since obviously her feelings button is so broken.
From page one I was a mess yet so completely
addicted. I mean damn how do you face the end of your life at 24? Well in Erin’s
case she did it not just with dignity and grace but also with a heap of
compassion for her friends and family but also with a kick arse sense of humour and
a need to live every last minute of it to the fullest and I adored her. She was
amazeballs.
Cade was one of those characters who grew on me.
At the start he had so much of his own drama going on but when it’s literally
written on the pages next to a girl facing the end of her life I just wanted to
junk punch him and tell him to suck it up. But before you think he is an
insensitive acehole once he met her he put his own shit into perspective pretty
quickly and he was just beautiful.
The best part of this book for me was that
despite the fact I cried buckets of tears reading it I also laughed out loud (yes
I looked like a crazy person but the basketball mums are used to me now so the
men in white jackets weren’t called). The amount of pure emotions that were
pulled out of me reading this book stunned me.
Ok so I am not in anyway going to tell you how
the story ends since from the blurb my daughter and I both had completely
different ideas on how this all was going to go and I think you need to
experience it yourself but what I will tell you is that all the drama that Cade
went through and overcame with the help of the perfect Erin was so well wrapped
up with one big fucking exception but even my vengeful little conscience can
understand and forgive that.
So for now I am off to buy a bottle of wine and
maybe look into some kind of therapy for my normally lovely daughter.
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