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Whisper in the Dark by Leteisha Newton📖Review📖




 I was captured…That’s just the beginning of my tale. I’ve survived Purgatory, abuse, and near death. In that abandoned farmhouse I nearly lost everything, but Jacob saved me. We were trapped in this hell together, giving each other the strength to hold on. I fell into darkness with my captor’s son.Until I left him behind.She was perfect, my Alana. Brilliant and full of pain. She understood my darkness and fueled the fire. When she left, I waited patiently to find her, and in her honor, I killed men who took away from innocents. Then I found her…She’s deadly now, a killer too, and perfectly mine. It was beautiful to behold, but she belongs in a cage. My cage. She’ll love me again, or I’ll expose her dirty secrets for the world to see while going down in flames with her. In darkness, it’s most definitely till death do us part.

Warning: This book is full of triggers. It’s wicked dark, with created evil falling in love. People die. They are hurt horribly. The bad guys get away, and there is no apology for it. Hardcore trigger within these pages.



Leaving me to my misery, Master and the doctor left the room to speak in harsh whispers in the hallway. Curling myself into a ball, I kept crying harder and harder until I was gasping for breath. Master threw a glare my way before leading the doctor far away from my room.
The pain, the loss, shot through me like I was taking a bullet to the heart. How could I have done this? How could I put my precious little one through something this awful? I was as bad as Master. I was a monster like him. Crying harder at my thoughts, my eyes caught on the doorway in time to see someone peeking in. My body relaxed in one great whoosh. Jacob was here. He slipped into the room and crept into the bed with me. Ignoring the blood and filth on the towels, for the first time, Jacob took me into his arms. I curled into his chest, inhaling his clean, crisp scent through the tears.
“I’m sorry, Alana. I couldn’t get here sooner, and I can’t stay here long. He’ll come back soon.”
It didn’t matter. He was here now, and I clung to him, curling my fingers into his shirt and holding on desperately. In his arms, the pain dulled, and I could handle it. I could cry into his chest and be held. I could be fragile, and he’d catch the broken pieces. His lips trailed up the side of my neck, soft kisses that pushed away the agony and warmed me.
“You can do it. You’re strong enough. Hold on a little longer,” he whispered into my skin. I believed it because he did too.
So I lifted my face so his lips could touch mine.
Soft and warm, his mouth was different. He slipped over the scars of my abuse and filled in the cervices left behind. Maybe it was the medicine making me fanciful, but I thought I could ask for this. That maybe I would ask him to take me. That I’d like to have him. But then, he was pulling away.
“I have to go. I’ll be with you later. Look for me.”
And as fast as he’d come, he was gone, but the pain was behind a wall, one he’d built high. He gave me strength, and I would use it to survive. I’d done the right thing, as horrible as it was, and I knew he didn’t judge me for it. We’d done this together, and it made the load easier to bear. Master stomped his way back into the room, face scarlet and chest heaving like a locomotive. I wanted to cringe at his bald fists, but I couldn’t move. I was too tired, or too resigned maybe, to care.

~~ My Review for Whisper in the Dark~~

This is one of the most screwed up books I have read in a long time. But oh man did I love it. I guess it takes a special person to love these kinds of books.

Alana Masters is kidnapped at 18 years old. She is then held for almost 2 years. She is rapped, beaten, whipped, and tormented in ways you can’t imagine. Her only solace is the boy that is her age, Jacob. He is Masters son.

Master doesn’t treat Jacob any better than the toys (the women he kidnapped). But now that Alana is there, Jacob has someone to fight for.
When Jacob and Alana find a way out, Alana runs and never goes back for Jacob, but she doesn’t give away his involvement.

Years later Alana has turned into Nila Winters and is a therapist for the worse offenders of sexual misconduct towards young children. But what she does in her spare time is what gets her going. And when Jacob finally finds her, well that just makes this couple even hotter.

I loved this book and will make it my mission to read more from her. I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.


 Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha Newton’s love of romance novels began long before it should have. After spending years sneaking reads from her grandmother’s stash, she finally decided to pen her own tales. As many will do during their youth, she bounced from fantasy, urban literature, mainstream, interracial, paranormal, heterosexual, and LGBT works until she finally rested in contemporary romance.
LeTeisha is all about deep angst and angry heroes who take a bit more loving to smooth their rough edges. Love comes in many sizes, shapes, and colors, as well as with—or without—absolute beauty and fairy tale sweetness. She writes the darker tales because life is hard … but love is harder.

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Stakeout by Karen Raines & Brittany Crowley 📖Review📖



Title: Stakeout
A Stalker Novel
Authors: Karen Raines & Brittany Crowley
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 9, 2018




They say sleeping with your best friend is always a bad idea. ALWAYS.
Especially when one of them is falling in love while the other is shouting out another woman’s name…
Furious, embarrassed, heartbroken… I’m feeling it all. So when a month long
PI contract comes up, I’m jumping at the chance to retreat.
One Month.
30 days of solitude seems like the answer I need to get my heart in check.
Nothing but a beautiful beach, the suns warmth on my skin… and of course,
staking out a high profile clients cheating wife.
But as soon as I step on that private jet I know I’m screwed, in more ways than
one. He’s there, all cocky smirk and mouth watering muscles… and now I’m
stuck in close quarters with my heartbreaker best friend.
I can do this, I can work with the devil. We’re professionals, the best of the
But when chaos ensues and our lives are on the line, can I count on him to have my back?
Do I trust him enough to let him?

~My Review of Stakeout~

This review is my first for Karen Raines and I have to say I really enjoyed this story. The characters, ALL of them are wonderful. I laughed, rolled my eyes, and worried about them. The story is strong and the romance is hot.

Colby can be a dick at times, but that is what makes him so awesome. Colby and Bri have been friends for years. So when they have one night of passion and Colby yells out her cousin’s name, Bri doesn’t take it too well. As she shouldn’t. But there is a reason for everything, even this.

Bri and her friends are PI’s, which is awesome, and they have a deep stake in a new client. But Bri might have taken a bite out of something she can’t handle. So Colby comes to her rescue, or so he thinks.

Again this group of characters is great, and the story is awesome. Really enjoyed. I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.


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Karen Raines

A self-confessed reading addict, Karen is usually found
either writing or with her nose stuck in a book. Or Adulting because apparently, she should do that too sometimes!

 She’s a lover of wildly inappropriate humour, has an
addiction to swear words and bananas, lands her foot in her mouth daily… but she wouldn’t have it any other way.

 Karen can be summed up with 5 words:

 Friendly, loyal, thankful, funny and above all… Smutty!

Brittany Crowley


Brittany Crowley was born and raised in Massachusetts. She still lives there today with her husband and 3 kids. Getting into the world of romance after she had her first child, she was hooked. Though she had many ideas in her head, Brittany was unsure if she had what it took to become a writer. A few encouraging words and one writing challenge later, she completed her first book. Now you can find her trying to keep up with her crazy kids and writing any chance she gets.








Under His Ink by Maya Hughes 📖Review📖

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




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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~My Review for Under His Ink~

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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Duet: Little Games by Dee Palmer Includes- Twisted Games & Wicked Games📖Review📖


Title: Twisted Little Games
Series: Little Games Duet #2
Author: Dee Palmer
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 4, 2018


“True love may lay claim on your heart, but first love
brands your soul”
Is it possible to love two people at the same time? Of
course it is, that’s not the question. The question is should you? 
Tia finds herself torn between the love of two very
different men. Her blind desire for revenge has left her deep in a world of consequences she couldn’t have foreseen. Her carefully woven plans begin to unravel as she learns of secrets and twisted little games that have the power to tear her world apart and destroy everything she’s ever loved. 
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~My Review For Twisted Little Games~

The first book blew me away, this last book kept me going to the very end. I LOVED these characters. All of them have their own problems, have a reason for what they are doing what they are doing. And they all love Tia, and Tia loves Logan and Atticus. BUT can love be enough? That is the question in this last book.

This second book has more mystery and intrigue. But it also brings us to the relationship of Tia, Logan, and Atticus. Where the first one gave us their story of past and now of how they got together. This book is how they just might be able to come together. There is no cheating in this book. Everyone knows everyone is having sex. Even when the men may not like that she is with the other. But because they love her so much, they understand that she needs her past and future. I loved that. I love that there is no push and pull.

This is a complicated love story with lots of different levels. But I couldn’t put it down. I will be reading more of Dee Palmer~
I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for honest review.

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~My Review for Wicked Little Games~

The feelings that this story ignites is just overwhelming sometimes. Tia goes through so much that sometimes you have to wonder how the hell she does it. But then you really get into this book and you find that she has to, she has to keep going or the men in her life win or lose, all depend on how you look at it.

This book is told in multiple POV thank havens and it goes from the present to past with Tia and Atticus so that you find what has happened to both of them and why Tia is doing what she is doing. But like all good authors, it takes time for the build. In the meantime, we meet new characters like Ghost and Logan.

I love Logan and all his issues. He and Tia are great friends and they need each other when this book begins. When Atticus comes back into Tia’s life he is what keeps her going.

There is a lot of mystery, emotions, love, tears, and steam in this first book of the duet. I loved it!

Author Bio
Dee Palmer lives just outside of London with her husband and
(slightly embarrassed) children. Her passion is writing sexy steamy romance stories that will scorch the pages right off your kindle and are guaranteed to make your heart pound. She loves an HEA but isn’t afraid to put her readers through the ringer before she delivers.
When not at her desk she can be found either fannying around on Facebook or
with her nose stuck in her Kindle. Once in a while when the lights are down she
might be spotted about town searching for the best French martinis and throwing
some dubious shapes on the dance floor.
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Vlad by Ker Dukey & K. Webster 📖Review📖


by K. Webster & Ker Dukey

Publication Date: February 26, 2018

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance

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The Vasiliev name is a powerful one.

We rule with an iron fist and we do it well.

Being the eldest, I am Father’s best hope at keeping us at the top of the food chain.

Everything I do has purpose.

Everything I do has reason.

Until her.

I play my games thinking several moves ahead.

Power. Power. Power.

Until her.

The next move requires I marry and soon.

This will strengthen us and secure our position.

But I am not to marry her.

I am to wed the eldest Volkov.

Problem is, her younger sister is the one who awakens my dead heart.

It is her I want in my bed and by my side forever.

Her. Her. Her.

In this game, though, it’s not about what I want.

But maybe it can be about what she wants.

I am Vlad.

Vile. Vicious. Villainous. Vasiliev.

And I will win eventually.

~~My Review for Vlad~~

Jesus, I don’t even know where to go with this review. This is a darker book with some triggers, although some things you don’t know are happening until the end because the characters don’t even know that they are being taken advantage of until the end. There is a happy ending for some of the characters but not all, there is no cheating for some, but not all, there are gross and murderous parts.

Vlad is a dark, dangerous, murderous, psychotic, and somewhere in there loved man. He has to be all of these things to make sure his family stays on top of the world. There are people out there that want to take their place and will do anything including killing his family and him to do just that. So when he is tasked with marrying Diana he will do what he has to, to stay on top.

Iriana is Diana little sister. She has always been second and behind the scene. She doesn’t ruffle feathers and wants for nothing. She has wanted Vlad since she was little. But when she finds out her sister is to marry the man she wants it hurts her heart more than she can ever say.

Iriana is the light to Vlad’s dark. And in the end, Vlad will have a new saying

I have a new game.
And I make the rules.
It’s a game where she and I win.

I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.

About K. Webster

K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.

Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

About Ker Dukey

My books all tend to be darker romance, edge of you seat, angst filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my titles…prepare for the unexpected.

I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters growing up.

My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light; some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling.

When I’m not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I’m a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.

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Buying The Heiress by Stella Stone 📖Review📖

Title: Buying the Heiress
Series: Alpha Billionaires Book 1
Author: Stella Stone
Genre: Short Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 2, 2018
The concept was not only ludicrous. 

It was illegal. 

When my eyes landed on Tilly, my good sense left. 

Two million dollars later, I now own another human being.

*This book is intended for readers 18+ due to language and sexual content. This is a hot alpha male romance, all sexual acts are consensual.


This is a sexy, steamy, pretty much all sex story. If you are looking for an in-depth story with complex characters, this is not the story for you

This is an auction story where boy buys girls, then boy screws the crap out of girl nonstop.

Again sexy story. I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.

Stella Stone is a pen name for an established romance author who wants to write Simply. Sexy. Stories. 
She is a mother of two boys, and wife to a bearded hubby, residing in a rural Texas town. During the day she writes sexy stories while her children are at school. In the afternoon, she is chauffeur, Taekwondo observer, loud baseball, basketball and cheering swim mom. 
Please enjoy her Simply. Sexy. Stories and the Alpha men she enjoys creating.


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


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.


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.