RELEASE BLITZ, EXCERPT, GIVEAWAY & REVIEW - Snowbody Like You by Ariella Zoelle

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Snowbody Like You
By Ariella Zoelle

Suite Dreams, Book 1

Getting stranded with an attractive stranger in a hotel room with only one bed is something Jude’s dreamed about forever. When he finds himself in that situation for real, can it live up to his expectations?

 Jude Moore

I never expected a blizzard to turn one of my daydreams into a reality. The meet-cute gods generously bless me with the perfect costar to act out my favorite scenario about being snowed in at a hotel room with only one bed. Rigby is my ideal fantasy man brought to life: tall, adorable, with a dash of academic nerdiness thrown in to make him absolutely perfect. The best part is that he’s actually real and not just a figment of my imagination.

Is it too soon to ask if he wants his next starring role to be my boyfriend?

Rigby Pasquali

Falling in love with a charming cutie at the airport during a flight delay was not on my to-do list, but a chance encounter with Jude teaches me that the impossible is actually possible. He’s full of endless surprises like that. Once we get back home, my favorite discovery is learning that his creative imagination is as vivid as mine. That’s when things get really exciting as he makes all of my dreams come true.

Jude is made of magic and muchness, so how could I not love him with all my heart?

Snowbody Like You is the first book in the Suite Dreams series and part of the Sunnyside universe. This novel features an instalove, role-playing, height difference, only one bed romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.

Snowbody Like You was originally featured as a 14k short story in the Winter Wonderland giveaway. It has been expanded into a 61k full-length novel, which means there’s more of Jude and Rigby to love!

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My Rating - 3.5 Stars!

Snowbody Like You is a forced proximity romance by Ariella Zoelle. 

To me, this is a book of two parts. 

They meet at the airport, during a snowstorm. With a mutual attraction, a shared hotel room, and plenty of insta love magic, these two fall madly in love. 

Even the characters mention that this is a Hallmark movie like romance. It's nothing but sweet, sweet, and sex. 

As for the heat, yeah, it's steamy. Part of the allure with these two is the size difference, with one being very well endowed. 

But somewhere along the line I lost interest. I think I just needed this to be a little shorter; a little less drawn out. 

Snowbody Like You is a good choice if you're in the mood for a relationship with a large size difference. This Arielle Zoelle book is sweet, but isn't quite for me.

 Chapter 1: Jude Moore

“It sounds like our families would get along like fire and dry grass in August.”

He laughed, which was a beautiful sound. “I’m pretty sure when I tell my mom I met a cute guy who’s also named after the Beatles, my family will be your family.”

“Same here.” I laughed, knowing my family would lose their minds when I told them about my chance encounter with Rigby. I rested my chin on my hand as I smiled at him. “More importantly: you think I’m cute?”

His blush was charming. “That can’t be news to you that you’re very attractive.”

“No, but I enjoy hearing you say it,” I teased him with a wink. “For the record, you totally have me beat in the cute department. Your purple glasses send you right to the top of the ‘cutest guy here’ list.”

He reflexively adjusted his frames up the bridge of his nose. It further highlighted his delicate features. What would it be like to wake up seeing that beautiful face first thing every morning? Heavenly.

“Is that why you sat next to me?” He bit his lower lip as he awaited my answer. God, I wanted a taste of him in the worst of ways.

Since I was born without shame, I freely admitted, “Absolutely. As cute as you are and reading a book? I came over here hoping this conversation would end with a trip down the aisle and a happily ever after for us.”

His laughter was the best sound in the world. “Wow, you don’t hold anything back, do you?”

“Nope, I’m allergic to tact, lies, and cashews.” I took a drink as he chuckled. “I’m a big believer in living my truth to the fullest, even when it puts me in awkward situations.”

“Like what?”

“Me telling you I came over to see if you’re my soul mate isn’t awkward enough for you?” I asked with a cheeky smirk.

He grinned back. “That’s not awkward; that’s deeply flattering.”

“I’ll take deeply flattering over coming off like a creepy schmuck any day of the week.”

As we both laughed, an announcement blared over the speakers. “Attention, passengers of Flight 657 with service to Sunnyside International Airport. Due to the inclement weather, there is a two-hour delay. We are now scheduled to take off at 9:30 a.m. We apologize for this inconvenience and will keep you up-to-date on further developments.”

There was a collective groan at the news from everyone in the waiting area.

I looked out the window beside us and saw an inch of snow had already accumulated. “Only two hours? That’s being optimistic.”

Rigby frowned as he checked outside. “I was hoping having an early morning flight would mean we’d beat the storm before it hit. I heard they’re expecting eight to twelve inches.”

“Well, I certainly wouldn’t complain about eight to twelve inches.” I couldn’t stop myself from snickering at the measurement. “Sorry, I live in the gutter.”

Rather than being put off by it, he gave me a playful look. “Good, because it’s more fun down there.”

“That’s for damn sure.” His reaction was a relief. “Of all the things we could have in common, I’m thrilled that’s one of them.”

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Get ready for Book 2
Flawsome Explorations

Coming July 23

Unexpected sparks fly when a shy, straight, nerdy sweetheart meets a flirtatious, sexy, older Frenchman. Is Zio brave enough to take a chance on Armand?   

Fabrizio “Zio” Revello

 I embrace the philosophy that nobody is perfect by studying the art of imperfection. But then I meet Armand, forcing me to completely reevaluate my world view. From his gorgeous face, teasing sense of humor, and a French accent to die for, everything about him makes me forget one very important detail: I’ve never been attracted to a man until him. I shouldn’t let him tempt me, but the glimpse of the real Armand behind his playful flirtations makes him impossible to resist.  

I’ve never been the adventurous type, but Armand makes me want to be brave and daring. Isn’t a lifetime of happiness with a person who understands me worth the risk?

Armand Bellamy

I approach Zio in search of a no-strings-attached evening of fun to kick off my business trip to Hawaii. But I get way more than I bargained for when I discover a shy, nerdy sweetheart who finds beauty in my flaws. He even accepts the hidden parts of my heart that I hide from the world. It makes me want to make him mine—not just for one night but for every night of the rest of our lives.

He says he’s straight, but when have I ever let that stop me from getting what I want?

Flawsome Explorations is the second book in the Suite Dreams series and part of the Sunnyside universe. This novel features a bisexual awakening, shy/flirt, age gap, instalove, opposites attract romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.

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Ariella Zoelle previously published as A.F. Zoelle. She adores steamy, funny, swoony romances where couples are allowed to just be happy. That means she writes low angst stories full of heat, humor, and heart. Her vast knowledge of weird, wild, and wonderful randomness colors her writing, meaning her characters have some pretty strange and entertaining interests.

There are even rumors that she’s a time management wizard who uses her magic powers to create enough free time to turn her massive horde of plot bunnies into sassy M/M romance novels. Her next feat will be turning herself into a full-time author.

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RELEASE BLITZ, EXCERPT, GIVEAWAY & REVIEW - Ship of Fools by Sophia Soames

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Book Title: Ship of Fools

Author: Sophia Soames

Publisher:  Self-published

Cover Artist: Aurelia Morris

Release Date: November 30, 2020

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Trope/s: Finding love, Family Christmas, instalove, Set in the UK

Themes: This story contains descriptions of sexual roleplay and consensual violence, and elements of mild BDSM. 

Heat Rating: 5 flames       

Length: 50 000 words

It is a standalone story.

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Andreas Mitchell is single, stupid and bored, and should have a good long think about the amount of bad life choices he has made lately. Instead he heads straight for the one guy he knows will become his worst mistake yet.

Luca Germano makes no choices at all, instead he lives quietly in the background, and prefers the safety of his own hand to risking his heart. And someone as pretty and fearless as Andreas Mitchell, is the last person on earth he should let into his life.

Especially at Christmas.


This is a work of fantasy and fiction. This story contains descriptions of sexual roleplay and consensual violence, and elements of mild BDSM, which are not intended to be taken seriously, or imitate real life. Please read with caution if these
themes might trigger or upset you.

Find more stories from the fictional British town of Chistleworth, in Custard and Kisses (free to download from Prolific Works) and This thing with Charlie (part of the Winter Wonderland giveaway starting on Jan 1, 2021)

My Rating - 5 Stars!

Ship of Fools is an incredible, emotional romance by Sophia Soames. Everything about this story is wonderful. It would be fantastic as just a regular romance, but the fact that it's at Christmastime makes it extra special.

It's the tale of two flawed men, who have never been able to find that someone special. But, with looks across a barroom, some work together, and the help of a Christmas "elf,", everything changes. 

Luca and Andreas have a strong connection, but an even sweeter way of getting to know one another and being honest with each other. Their story has some amazingly cute and tender moments that add up to be special. Their story seems so easy, so natural, and totally perfect, as they make each other better, finding someone who makes them feel better about themselves. 

And their story includes plenty of cute roleplaying, some rough sex, and humiliation. 

In the end, this is a tale of two men who find their way with each other. Both were looking for something, never knowing what it was they needed. But together they can be open and honest, cute and funny, and real and vulnerable.

As for my favorite character, that just has to be Bea. She is fabulous. Trust me, you will love her. 

The writing is stellar, with that special style the author has with every book she writes. The men are wonderful, with layers and flaws, and their storyline is tender and emotional. I love the way Sophia works with emotions, with them front and center throughout. Add in the secondary characters, like Luca's sister, and everything is perfect.

Ship of Fools is a wonderful read. This Sophia Soames gem is beautiful through and through.

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I barely finish that thought, before my office door opens. He doesn’t even knock, Luca Germano, before entering and walking up to me with determination in his steps.

“We are ready to deliver. I was just wondering if you would like to come down and look her over before I go home.” He grunts.

He’s wearing skinny jeans today, and a torn knitted hoodie. A speck of oil still lingering on his hand, and a polishing rag stuck in his back pocket.

“I trust you.” I say, taking the glasses off my nose, and placing them on the table in front of me. “The crew downstairs speak very highly of you. Thank you for helping us deliver on this one. I’m sure the car will be much appreciated by its new owner.”

I’m talking a load of shite, in a voice that belongs to someone like Mr Lambert. I do that, sometimes, when I speak with older clients. Try to make myself more mature, more sophisticated, and less of the twinkly brat I really am.

“Ahm…” He grunts, again. He’s a man of few words, Luca Germano. He still scares me, because he’s unpredictable. I can’t read him, not really. Sometimes he comes across as happy and carefree, at other times he seems almost terrified of me.

“Let me guess…” I tease. “Tonight you are working out, then you are going to go and have a nice glass of water at Club Eden. Am I right?”

“What?” he huffs.

“Yeah? That’s what you do, most weekends.” I giggle. I’ve immediately lost the stupid fake maturity. It doesn’t take much. Told you, I’m an idiot, and clearly a fool, because now Luca Germano is blushing and squirming, and looking at me like I’ve lost my mind.

“Why would you say that?” He huffs out, suddenly back to being annoyed with me. Then he looks scared, breathing too heavily, running his greased hand through his cropped hair. He’s had it cut again. I bet it’s soft against his fingers.

I’m clearly losing my touch here, and I need a break. Luca Germano turned me down for a simple reason. He’s probably gay, because most people frequenting Club Eden, are… gay. Since it’s a gay club. Yet, I’m feeling less confident by the second here, sat behind my desk being... frankly, both rude and stupid with one of our freelance tech crew. Because I know what I am doing, I’m flirting, and why the hell I am flirting with him, of all people? I don’t understand myself anymore. Well, I do. He’s handsome, in a rugged way. A little bit scary, because the man clearly works out and is both tall, fit and muscular. The kind of man with big hands that would toss me around a bed with ease and completely dominate in the bedroom. He’s also staring at me like I have two heads.

Note to self, also the kind of man I should avoid, because I usually end up in a state like last weekend. Do I take any notice? No. Here I go again.

“You usually spend the evening stalking me around the club, and staring at me.” It’s a little bit of a lie, but I’m smiling and batting my eyelashes. I’m giving the guy a chance here. I wouldn’t mind a hookup with him. I would even let him do me, like a little good pick-me-up.

“Look, mate.” He says again, with surprising strength, as he walks up to my desk and leans his knuckles on the top. Leaning over me and staring at me with an intensity that scares me. I actually shuffle my chair an inch backwards, because... Yeah. Intense.

“Don’t mess around with me, I’m not into all that.” He’s serious too, enough for me to feel intimidated.

“Mate, it’s an invitation to fuck, not a bloody job interview.” I nip back, trying to blow my chest up like a bloody baboon. I’m not impressive, I realise that, as he smirks at me.

“Just leave it. Not interested.” He huffs. I just laugh, because as he stands back, he turns around far too quickly for a man not interested. He’s also sporting a semi in his jeans, unless he’s hung like a horse. He’s probably hung, but that bulge...?

“Look, Luke.” I try, but he cuts me off.

“Luca. Not Luke.”

“Luca, my bad.” I try a smile, but he doesn’t take the bait. Just stares, like he does. Maybe it’s just his thing, and perhaps I have read all this wrong from the start.

“I go to Eden for a drink at the weekend, because my best mate from school mans the bar. That’s why I go there. I hang out and shoot the shit with a guy who I have known since I was three. Is that clear?” He’s pissed off, and now he’s frightening me. Just a little. In a good way.

“Crystal.” I nip back.

“I’m not interested in being one of your fuckbuddies, okay? So leave it. I’m very happy to work for you, and you have a great team downstairs, so if you have a project you need me for? Ring me. If not? Then I hope you have a great Christmas... and all that.”

He’s lost his steam at the end, clearly not holding a planned-out speech. He would never make a salesman, because now he is twirling around in a circle again, almost tripping over his own feet as he walks out of my office, leaving the door wide open behind him.

I don’t go down and check out the car. I probably should, before the handover to the new owner this afternoon. I should probably be there to sign it off. Instead I lean back in my chair and let my eyes close. Just for a second to calm myself down.

What on earth am I doing? That? That display of complete and sheer unprofessionalism was ... staggeringly stupid. I could lose my job. It could be seen as harassment, on a grand scale. I need to stop, whatever it is I think I am doing.

In any case, I need to go home, grow up and grow a bloody brain, because the one I have at the moment? It’s fried.

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Sophia Soames should be old enough to know better but has barely grown up. She has been known to fangirl over tv-shows, has fallen in and out of love with more popstars than she dares to remember, and has a ridiculously high-flying (un-)glamorous real-life job. 

Her long-suffering husband just laughs at her antics. Their children are feral. The Au Pair just sighs. 

She lives in a creaky old house in rural London, although her heart is still in Scandinavia. 

Discovering that the stories in her head make sense when written down has been part of the most hilarious midlife crisis ever and she hopes it may long continue.

Find me on social media @sophiasoames on all platforms.

Aurelia Morris is a cover artist, photographer, photoshop wiz and eternal fangirl. 

She works in many mediums under more aliases that she can keep track of. 

    Social Media Links 

Facebook Group: Sophia Soames’ Little Harbour  |  Twitter  |  Instagram 

 

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RELEASE BLITZ, EXCERPT & REVIEW - We Have Till Dawn by Cara Dee

We Have Till Dawn by Cara Dee

Series: Standalone

Genre: Gay Romance

Tropes: Autism, Musician, Age Difference, Role Play, Family, First-Time Experience

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It wasn’t like he’d never done this before...

Nicky Fender retired from sex work two years ago and never looked back. Then an offer he can’t refuse comes his way, and he agrees to one last exclusive arrangement. Good money and an apartment in Manhattan? He’d be a fool to turn that down. 

The deal is dusk till dawn for two months. But once he meets Gideon—an older, quirky, autistic, filthy, uncertain businessman who wants to explore his sexuality—Nicky wishes sunrise would never come.

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My Rating - 5+ Stars!

Wow! Just wow! We Have Till Dawn is an extraordinary tale. This Cara Dee tale is truly one I will never forget. 

Nicky and Gideon meet as an escort arrangement. The terms that Gideon has set for the two month arrangement are unique and definitely add to the feels. Everything starts with his rules, but it certainly doesn't stay as arranged. 

Nicky's emotions and arousal during their first meeting is so damn intense. Hell, most of this story is weighed down with emotional scenes like this. It's amazing! And hot! Very, very hot!

Gideon's autistic, which is well explored. He's always needed set terms and routines. He's easily thrown into panic attacks if overwhelmed. And damn, I'm completely impressed with the way Brett, and the author, handle his panic attacks. Brett is caring, loving, and nurturing. And the author writes everything with knowledge, care, and sensitivity. I wouldn't have changed a thing. 

And then there's the sexual exploration, which is the reason Nicky was hired. The ways in which Nicky helps Gideon feel safe are both touching and memorable.  If you know anyone on the spectrum, you are well aware how it makes them anxious to not be in control. Only extreme trust will allow them to let their defenses down. 

Everything about this story works for me. The writing is both splendid and honest. The way Cara illustrates Gideon's autism and anxiety is heartfelt, knowledgeable, and wonderfully unique. 

The men are both exceptional in their own ways. They're perfectly lovable as individuals, but together they excel. 

We Have Till Dawn is a phenomenal love story.  Cara Dee does an impressive job exploring the power of love; it's power to support, encouragement, and change a person fully. I love every single second of this story and am truly in awe of it's brilliance and depth. 

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Nicky Fender

“Let me get this straight,” I said, scanning the document. “The wife is the client? I mean, she’s the one setting her husband up with a male escort?”

“Correct.” Tina sat back as our server approached with dinner. “Well, her fiancé.”

I hummed and kept my mouth shut until we were alone again. Fuck, the pizza looked good. Of course, meeting with Tina meant it had to be some fancy pizza. She wouldn’t be caught dead with a regular slice. She wouldn’t be caught dead in Brooklyn either, which was why I’d met up with her in Manhattan at some swanky Italian place. But hey, she was buying. 

“I’m waiting for the reason for why I’d agree,” I admitted bluntly. I hadn’t whored out my sweet ass in two years, and I was doing much better now. I worked three jobs for very little pay, I lived with my big brother, and I had practically no time for any hobbies. What’s not to love?

I’d thought about going back to Tina for some time, but whenever I considered it, there was this rock in the pit of my stomach that no amount of money could crush.

“I wanted you to see the requirements first,” she replied.

Well, there were a lot of them. I hadn’t gone through the entire list yet. After placing the document next to my plate, I cut into my fancy pizza and continued reading the list. There was plenty on hygiene, but nothing that went beyond what I was used to. I was to be blindfolded the whole time? All right… I’d never see the client’s face—or the client’s fiancé—which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

“I get the impression from the client that the man wants to explore something before he agrees to marry her,” Tina revealed. I’d heard of weirder dynamics. “She hinted that it would be a one-time arrangement, and she placed emphasis on following instructions that seem to cover every inch of your body.”

Lovely.

“That’s a lot of exploring,” I pointed out. “He wants to meet with me four nights a week for two months.”

Tina lifted a shoulder in a slight shrug and sipped her wine.

More specifically, I had to be available for him between the hours of ten PM and six AM on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. I scratched my ear. The pay better be out of this world, ’cause I would have to quit at both Applebee’s and Starbucks. Not that I’d mourn those shifts, but I’d been at Applebee’s long enough to possibly make assistant manager when the current one quit next month. She was having a baby and moving to Jersey.

I stuck a piece of pizza into my mouth and eyed the requirements for safety, at which I almost choked on a pepperoni slice.

“How loaded is this couple?” I asked through a cough. The man demanded exclusivity, meaning I wasn’t allowed to be sexually active with anyone else for the duration of our arrangement. And that cost a fucking mint.

“Read on…” Tina smirked wryly.

I furrowed my brow—then spotted one of my few hard limits. I shook my head and wiped my mouth with the napkin. “No fucking way. Tina, you—no. Fuck this.”

I didn’t mess around without protection. Not a chance in hell.

“This is why I asked you, Nicky,” she told me patiently. “Considering your stance on protection and your sad little Facebook statuses on how single you are—” she ignored my glare “—not to mention that you’re not the type of guy who walks around with a string of hookups, I can count on you passing a screening with flying colors and taking on someone who wants exclusivity.

You’re my only candidate.”

“Candidate to say no,” I retorted.

Tina adopted a smug expression and reached down to dig something out of her purse. “There’s a reason I wanted to save the perks for last,” she said. “Okay, so you know the requirements. An exclusive arrangement for both parties—during which you’re sexually active only with each other—four nights a week for two months. You won’t see him. He won’t violate your limits—”

“Going unprotected is a limit, Tina,” I grated. Fuck, I was getting pissed. Part of me had carried foolish hope that this would be such a golden case that I’d jump on the opportunity and earn some good dough before the rock in my stomach returned.

“And when you’re an escort dealing with multiple clients a week, nothing else would make sense,” she answered, extending another document to me. “I wouldn’t even try to approach my other sex workers with this, Nicky. You’re the exception only because you quit the field.”

“Hmpf.” I cast a disgruntled look her way before I lowered my gaze to the piece of paper.

Ahem.

Holy fuck.

Three grand a week—minus Tina’s finder’s fee of ten percent—plus living arrangements. There would be a studio apartment in my name, so to speak, rent and utilities paid for by the client.

Corner of West 39th and Ninth Avenue—not a shabby address at all. One of my best friends lived in the Garment District. Adjacent to Hell’s Kitchen where another friend lived.

A Manhattan address and $3,000 a week for two months.

A guy could do worse.

I shifted in my seat and cleared my throat. “Is there, uh, any way to ensure safety by making sure the guy gets tested too?”

“Of course, Nicky.” The compassion in Tina’s crystal-blue eyes reminded me of the fact that she ran an ethical business based on choice and vetting. She didn’t headhunt sex workers; they had to come to her, and they—we—had to go through a selection process before she could, in good conscience, give us work.

Today, I was an exception for her, and my answer would be an exception too.

’Cause it looked like I was moving to Manhattan.

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I’m often awkwardly silent or, if the topic interests me, a chronic rambler. In other words, I can discuss writing forever and ever. Fiction, in particular. The love story—while a huge draw and constantly present—is secondary for me, because there’s so much more to writing romance fiction than just making two (or more) people fall in love and have hot sex. There’s a world to build, characters to develop, interests to create, and a topic or two to research thoroughly. Every book is a challenge for me, an opportunity to learn something new, and a puzzle to piece together. I want my characters to come to life, and the only way I know to do that is to give them substance—passions, history, goals, quirks, and strong opinions—and to let them evolve. I want my men and women to be relatable. That means allowing room for everyday problems and, for lack of a better word, flaws. My characters will never be perfect.

Wait…this was supposed to be about me, not my writing. I'm a writey person who loves to write. Always wanderlusting, twitterpating, kinking, cooking, baking, and geeking. There’s time for hockey and family, too. But mostly, I just love to write.

Find Cara on social media here: https://www.caradeewrites.com/cdwlandingpage

RELEASE TOUR & REVIEW - The Hookup by Kindle Alexander

Title: The Hookup

Author: Kindle Alexander

Genre: M/M Romance Novella

Release Date: October 12, 2020

Cover Design: Reese Dante Book Cover Art & Design

Meet me @ The Hookup?

A well-deserved celebration is in order for attorney Easton Elliott. Everything is going as planned until a tempting glimpse of the past sidebars the handsome attorney’s party.

An unexpected invitation has linguist Grant Holt excited about the spur-of-the-moment rendezvous. But words are futile when he arrives to find there’s been a mix up. 

A text, a celebration, and a misunderstanding all lead to…The Hookup

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My Rating - 4.5 Stars!

Kindle Alexander's The HookUp is a precious read. This book is sweet, sexy, and just a perfect short read. 

It has some role play, a hook up, and plenty of emotion. I have no clue how the author manages to add so much into just 37 pages. It's definitely impressive and sure to put a smile on your face. 

The Hookup is a fabulous short romance. Definitely check out this Kindle Alexander gem the next time you want a perfect little pick me up in your life. You can't go wrong with this one.

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Goodreads - “The Hookup is a very quick novella that was steamy and so hot that you will be in danger of being burnt”

SiKReviews - “A sweet book about a couple who spice up their marriage in a unique way”

Goodreads - “Kindle Alexander never lets you down when reading about the men in their stories.” 

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Best Selling Author Kindle Alexander is an innovative writer, and a genre-crosser who writes classic fantasy, romance, suspense, and erotica in both the male/male and male/female genres. It's always a surprise to see what's coming next!

I live in the suburbs of Dallas where it's true, the only thing bigger than an over active imagination, may be women's hair!

Usually, I try for funny. Humor is a major part of my life - I love to laugh, and it seems to be the thing I do in most situations - regardless of the situation, but jokes are a tricky deal... I don't want to offend anyone and jokes tend to offend. 

So instead I'm going to tell you about Kindle.

I tragically lost my sixteen year old daughter to a drunk driver. She had just been at home, it was early in the night and I heard the accident happen. I'll never forget that moment. The sirens were immediate and something inside me just knew. I left my house, drove straight to the accident on nothing more than instinct. I got to be there when my little girl died - weirdly, I consider that a true gift from above. She didn't have to be alone.

That time in my life was terrible. It's everything you think it would be times about a billion. I love that kid. I loved being her mother and I loved watching her grow into this incredibly beautiful person, both inside and out. She was such a gift to me. To have it all ripped away so suddenly broke me.

Her name was Kindle. Honest to goodness - it was her name and she died a few weeks before Amazon released their brand new Kindle ereader. She had no idea it was coming out and she would have finally gotten her name on something! Try finding a ruler with the name Kindle on it.. It never happened.

Through the course of that crippling event I was lucky enough to begin to write with a dear friend in the fan fiction world of Facebook. She got me through those dark days with her unwavering support and friendship. There wasn't a time she wasn't there for me. Sometimes together and sometimes by myself, we built a world where Kindle lives and stands for peace, love and harmony. It's its own kind of support group. I know without question I wouldn't be here today without her.

Find out more by visiting www.kindlealexander.com or email me at kindle@kindlealexander.com

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