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Series: A Love Undone by Aashna K Includes: Unravel 📖Review📖

Title: Unravel
Series: The Love Undone Series #1
Author: Aashna K.
Genre: Contemporary Romance

 One Moment

That’s all it took for her life to spiral out of her carefully crafted control.
One Encounter
That’s all it took for her to fall. Fall into the chasms of her dreams and Unravel.
 
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With life betraying her plans and a future unyielding to her ambitions, Vienna Roy is at the most crucial crossroads of her life. Not wanting to look back and dishearten her already defeated heart, she accepts a challenge and starts afresh.
 
A new job, a new city and a new lease on life seems perfect, but it’s far from that. It’s a prismatic trap set by fate to lure her back to a time she has unwillingly left behind. Right back to him, the man in her dreams.
Kingston Sharp.
 
He’s a man of many talents. Fearless, formidable, and charismatic, he blazes through every challenge that comes his way. He is a hard man to beat, and a harder one to forget. But behind the rock-solid persona, lays the heart of a man who has been scarred, who has lost a lot in a very little time.
 
Putting in his all, he’s finally dealt with his past, shoving it in a dark corner of his heart. Forging forward, he forgets, only to find himself face to face with the one person who started it all. Her.
 
As the ghost of their past ignites its fury of passion, the best-laid plans crumble and burn out. The inferno of their yesterday leaves nothing for them to control, ripping their hearts out. Fate makes its play, destiny intervenes, and a love they never seized starts to Unravel!


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4 1/2 Stars!!
It has taken me about a day to come to terms with what I read with this book. Aashna is a new author and I was extremely happy to have read her debut book.

Unravel is a book that you get a little bit of information about, but omg is it so much more. Vienna Roy and Kingston Sharp are complex characters that you don’t get a handle on until the end. But you have to stick with this story and it is oh so worth it.

I would have given it a full 5 stars but the ending kicked my a$$. I didn’t see that one coming. I am so excited to read and see where the next book takes us. If you have time, this is a book to read. I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.

 

Vienna- Billy Joel
Lie in the Sound – Tresspassers William
Counting Stars- OneRepublic
Butterfly- Christina Perry
Let me go- Avril Lavigne ft Chad Kroeger
Bleeding Love- Leona Lewis
Insatiable- Darren Hayes
I shall Believe- Sheryl Crow
Stupid in Love- Rihana
Set fire to the Rain- Adele
Before it’s too late- Goo Goo Dolls
Roundhe- Alisha Chinai
Preet- Jasleen Kaur Royal
Mehfuz- Euphoria
Saiyara-Mohit Chauhan
Awari- Soch- The Band
Evanescene- Bring me to life
Wrecking Ball – Miley Cyrus
I wanted to kiss him.

 

Sitting in the midst of the entire team, discussing very crucial procedures for the launch next week, all I could think of was him.

 


 

My lips hungered to taste his, my breath caught from the desperation to amalgamate its existence with his.

 


 

It was unfathomable, the surge of emotions coursing through my blood.

 


 

The conversation with Cassie had somehow managed to unleash a wave of lust I’d never experienced before.

 


 

With every thought of him, I was disintegrating.

 


 

I was resurrecting.

 


 

I was ripping apart.

 


 

With every tick of the clock, the distance between us was eating at my soul.

 


 

I felt torturously trapped in this unwilling body of mine, unable to reach out to him.

 


 

Nothing but him mattered at this moment, like he was the very crux of my existence.

 


 

Without him, his touch, his scent, his aura around me, I was suffocating.

 


 

My clothes were strangling me.

 


 

I wanted to rip all my barricades and lunge toward him, to breathe him in and feel all right again, to feel like myself again.

 


 

I needed him.

 


 

“This is what needs to be done once we get to New York. I don’t want any glitches. Are we clear, Mr. Perry?”

 


 

His voice ripped through every barricade protecting my heart and kidnapped my heartbeats without the slightest resistance. My eyes refocused and found him.

 


 

He looked magnificent. His arms moved with animated ease as he conversed with the group.

 


 

Long, muscular arms filled up the soft gray shirt with toned perfection, guiding my eyes down to his sculpted and shapely torso, adorned by his charcoal vest.

 


 

I wanted to run my hands over his body, feel every contour, every ridge, and every muscle.

 


 

I wanted to surrender in his embrace and feel those arms possessing me, and his hands clawing me out of my self-inflicted barriers.

 

A pen in my hand…a blank paper waiting in anticipation…

 

The stars…lighting up the deep dark sky…And the magic happens…I lay down and look up..


Musing through my soul..My thoughts..take form..And the words knock at my door..
I sigh…I smile…and I let myself go..Allowing my thoughts to take me somewhere new..
I feel I am home…Its new..but its love..And as the star…streaks through the sky..
I know its time..Love beckons…And I pick up my pen and write…Filling in the blank of the paper..

 

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Aashna K is an up and coming author, who loves writing about love. Ever since she was a teenager, love stories have fueled her imagination, so finally, after over a decade of daydreaming and brainstorming, she took the plunge and grabbed the metaphorical pen and started writing. She enjoys writing stories about first love and second chances, and always gravitates towards characters that are strong, stubborn, and know who they are. Conflict and passion drives her stories and a strong pair of protagonists, makes the book.

Apart from writing she enjoys travelling, cooking and being silly with her husband and rambunctious Brittany spaniel.

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Series: The Fallen Men by Giana Darling Includes- Lessons in Corruption & Welcome to the Dark Side 📖Both Reviewed📖

Title: Welcome to the Dark Side
Series: The Fallen Men Series #2
Author: Giana Darling
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: April 20, 2018

 I was a good girl.

 
I ate my vegetables, volunteered at the local autism centre and sat in the front pew of church every Sunday.
 
Then, I got cancer.
 
What the hell kind of reward was that for a boring life well lived?
 
I was a seventeen-year-old paradigm of virtue and I was tired of it.
 
So, when I finally ran into the man I’d been writing to since he saved my life as a little girl and he offered to show me the dark side of life before I left it for good, I said yes.
 
Only, I didn’t know that Zeus Garro was the President of The Fallen MC and when you made a deal with a man who is worse than the devil, there was no going back…
 
This is Daddy Zeus Garro’s story from Lessons In Corruption. A standalone in The Fallen Men Series.


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I loved Zeus in the first book. I mean he had such a wonderful presence, and he took such great steps for King that I mean you had to love him. But who knew that the love affair he would have would be this one. And it starts so far in the past with letters that you get a different part of Zeus.
I love Lou Lou. She kicks a$$ and takes names. Even going through chemo she is so strong. We see Lou Lou grow up from a church-going young woman to a teenage rebel that wants Zeus like nothing else.
Zeus fights wanting Lou Lou because he knows it is wrong. I mean the age gap is big, but when you find your soul mate what are you suppose to do?
These two belong together. And age is nothing but a number.
I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.

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This is my first Giana Darling story and I loved it. I am not usually into older woman/younger men stories. But this one is beautifully written I couldn’t put it down.
King is a brilliant character. He might only be 18 but living the life he does he is way beyond his years. So when he sees a woman that he wants he knows what he wants and goes for it. And what he wants is Cressida.
Cressida has been married since she was 18. She is now 24 and living a boring life with a man she really doesn’t want. So when she sees a beautiful man across the street after grocery shopping she falls in love. So after trying to get her husband to try something new and he makes her feel like crap, she finally has the balls to ask for a divorce.
Months later we find out how Cressida and King meet and man is it explosive.
I loved this story and the characters! This is a must-read.
The love story is brilliant and add the MC on top of it and you have a hit!
Giana Darling is a Canadian romance writer who specializes in the taboo and angsty side of love and romance. She currently travels Europe with her best friend, an overstuffed suitcase and a mission to eat and drink as much French, Italian and Greek food as possible. While lounging on white beaches, drinking sangria on patios and sleeping in villas, she is hard at work on Cosima Lombardi’s dark romance, The Enslaved Duet, coming summer 2018!
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Series: Get Dirty by Lauren Landish Includes Dirty Talk📖Review📖, Dirty Laundry 📖Review📖, & Dirty Deeds (Coming Soon)

 

 

Title: Dirty Laundry
Series: Get Dirty #2
Author: Lauren Landish
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 8, 2018
Blurb
 I’m a reporter, and I’ve got the best assignment in the world… get dirt on the hottest country star on the charts, Keith Perkins.
The sexy beast who rocks those tight jeans like nobody’s business. I’m supposed to learn all his Dirty Laundry… his deepest and darkest secrets.
Without sleeping with him.
Easy enough, right?
Wrong.
I mean, just looking at him makes me wonder what those big, rough hands could do to me. With a voice that’s one part velvet and one part growl, it’s hard for me to sass him when he melts me into a puddle with a single look.
And when he sings?
All bets are off. He owns the stage. And maybe some naughty parts of my body too.
But he’s notoriously single, and notoriously private.
Given his status as a walking sex god, neither make sense.
Something is amiss, and I’m going to figure out exactly what it is. But if I’m not careful, I might just become his dirty little secret.

 

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Elise is a reporter that needs a break and country singing Keith just might be the key to it. Keith has decided to give Elise an exclusive 3 part series. But while they write this they become closer and closer. But will Keith ever be able to trust her with everything he has?

This story is wonderful. What I loved about it, is that instead of the woman having the trust issue it is the man. So it is a little different. Another great story by Lauren. I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.

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Have you ever heard a voice on the radio that you just want to fall asleep to? Or want to crawl into and never leave? That is Derrick’s voice. He is ‘The Love Whisperer’ King and Kat is in need of his help. So when she calls him for help, he feels drawn to her.

So when she calls to tell him how the break up went they decide to meet up. These two’s relationship starts out backward but they decide to try it out.

I really enjoyed these two and loved the storyline. Another great story by Lauren! I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.

Coming Soon
Releasing 2018
 

 

Author Bio

Landish is a WALL STREET JOURNAL & USA TODAY bestselling author and her books have garnered a legion of praise from her readers.
When she’s not plotting about how she will introduce you to your next sexy as hell book boyfriend, you can find her deep, deep in her writing cave, furiously tapping away on her keyboard, writing scenes that would make even a hardened
sailor blush.

Lauren warmly invites you to her worlds of rock hard abs, chiseled smiles, and men with deep, fat pockets…but beware! These stories are guaranteed to have you addicted and needing your next fix!
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Under His Ink by Maya Hughes 📖Review📖

Title: Under His Ink
Author: Maya Hughes
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 8, 2018

 

Blurb

 

She’s etching her mark on my skin and the pain has never
felt better…

Dahlia got caught up in my dangerous past a long time ago, but she rebuilt her
life. Now, I’m back because she’s the only person I can trust. And I couldn’t
stay away for another day.

Being near me means danger for the both of us because no one leaves the mob
unscathed. She’s inking over my past one day at a time and it’s strictly
business for her, but the flames licking at our heels aren’t just from the heat
between us.

But the only thing harder than leaving the mob is leaving her. I’ll show her
that what we have is forever as long as I’m still breathing…

 

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Under His Ink is the start of a new series- Under His- that is loosely tied in with the Mister Series. Dahlia is roommates with Rachal from Mr. Ruin. So we get to see Rachal and Dahlia’s side of how things went in that book.

This story has a mafia theme which I loved. Dahlia and Ivan have a bad history. Ivan had to leave Dahlia when it was the worse of timing. But to save her life that is what he had to do. Years later Dahlia is making a name for herself and is in the spotlight. Ivan knows that it is just a matter of time until his uncle will go after her again. So he decides it is time to put his plan to work. But will everyone get out alive?

These characters are beautifully written, and the story is heart-wrenching. I loved it. The ending is great and I feel for Alexei. I hope we get his story soon. I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.

Author Bio
Maya Hughes has always loved romance novels. One look at her Kindle is confirmation. She started writing her first romance novel while pregnant with her third child and she hasn’t looked back. Now, her romance writing addiction has replaced her romance reading addiction.
 

You can find her writing on her foldable keyboard and phone anytime inspiration strikes. Her sweet and steamy stories range from rockstars to small towns and everything in between. When she’s not writing, she’s playing with her three kids, running errands or vegging on the couch with the love of her life and biggest fan, her husband.

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Straight Up Irish by Magan Vernon 📖Review📖

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?

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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My first Mayan Vernon story and it was really sweet.

This is a gentle, get to know you, need a wife kind of book.

Conner and his brothers will lose their business if they don’t get married and stay married. But Conner has nobody he can really turn to, and it has to be as real as real can get.

Fallen is Conner’s brothers PA. She not only takes care of Jack but for the last 6 months has made sure Conner has done his job too. And over time they have become phone friends.

So Conner decides to as Fallen for her help. But what happens when these two start really spending time together and learning about each other?

Like I said, this is a nice friend to lover slow romance novel. Good read. I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.

 

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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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