Window on the Bay by Debbie Macomber

Window on the Bay

A heartwarming story of two very strong and independent women. Jenna and Maureen have been best friends forever. Their dream was to go to Paris together after graduation from college. At the last minute, Maureen gets pregnant and has to get married. A short-lived event. Jenna, a nurse, marries Kyle, a surgeon. Bad idea. After having been a single mom for 20 years, she is now an empty nester.

Neither of the friends is into dating. But the house is awfully quiet now. Maybe it’s time to re-create themselves. Plan that trip to Paris now. Until each of them stumbles awkwardly into men they wouldn’t have looked twice at until they did.

Debbie always looks at the bright side of things in her books. Yes, there is heartbreak, misunderstandings, and dreams deferred, but in the end, I was crying like a baby. Because that is what her books do. They make you feel. The characters are so very human and make mistakes, but they are good people. I always feel as if I just had a true heart to heart with my grandmother after one of her books.

NetGalley/July, 16th 2019 by Ballantine Books

Once upon a Bad Boy by Melonie Johnson

Once Upon a Bad Boy (Sometimes in Love, #3)

A Sometimes in Love Novel

Sadie Gold is ready for something big after her soap opera tour. She wants to be taken seriously and not just seen as rich, spoiled and very well connected. When she is finally offered a part in a hit movie she is thrilled. Right up until she meets her stunt coordinator.

Bo Ibarra is hot, sexy and Sadie’s first love. After a decade the sparks are all still there. But they broke up for reasons that are still in play. The wrong side of the tracks, money, love is never easy. And on top of all of the issues they need to get past, Sadie has a secret she has been keeping all these years and now it’s out and there may be no way to find their way back to each other this time.

I loved the friends and other characters. Melonie Johnson is really good at writing love stories that feel real. And funny. I’m sure we will be seeing much more from this series.

NetGalley/June 25th, 2019 by St. Martin’s Paperbacks

Smitten by the Brit by Melonie Johnson

Smitten by the Brit (Sometimes in Love, #2)

A Sometimes in Love Novel

If you were a fan of Getting Hot With The Scot, well there is more! Bonnie and Theo.

I love Bonnie and her Austen obsession. And Theo is such a gentleman and determined to do the right thing. But you know what they say about good intentions.

Bonnie is back home and still engaged to Gabe. And Theo just happens to be in town on business. When we find out trusty Gabe has been untrue! He cheated! On Bonnie! Which leaves the road free for Theo to make a move.

Only Theo’s mother is determined he marry an heiress to shore up the family’s coffers.

Will they get together? Will Love win? You will have to read it to find out!

NetGalley/ May 28th 2019 by St. Martin’s Paperbacks

*BLOG TOUR* Getting Hot with the Scot by Melonie Johnson

Getting Hot with the Scot by Melonie Johnson

A Sometimes in Love Novel

Cassie and friends are taking a break and visiting their favorite European countries. Cassie, a pop-culture reporter who has plans to become a serious reporter, and find herself a hot Scot for a one time fling.

Liam, hides a lot of pain under a devil-may-care attitude and his own show of pranks and shenanigans.

When they meet it is instant chemistry and this may become something much more serious.

This was a fun, instantly engaging romantic comedy. The characters were hilarious and exactly the type of friends I would want to go on a vacation with! I never read this genre’  but took a chance and I have to say I’m glad I did! I already have her next one in my TBR list.

Well Done!

Netgalley/ St. Martin’s Press April 30th, 2019

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Would you look at that? The man is wearing a kilt.
Note to self: Cassie Crow—be careful what you wish
for.
The man groaned again and raised a hand to shield his
eyes from the sunlight now cutting across the hidden al-
cove.
“Are you all right?”
“I will be fine once ye douse that blasted light.” He
squinted up at her. “Be ye a new chambermaid?”
Chambermaid? She eyed the wide sleeves and open
neck of the old-fashioned piratey shirt he wore. “Not sure
what kind of weird-ass stuff you’re into buddy, but I don’t
do RPG.”
“Weird . . . ass?” His dark red brows drew together as
he shaped his mouth around the letters. “Are pee gee?”
“Role playing games. You know, like cosplay or what-
ever.” She pointed at him. “Look, you’re the one wearing
that get-up and talking like a reject from Macbeth.”
He narrowed his eyes at her finger. “Be ye a witch?”
“What did you call me?”
With another groan, he lurched forward. Oh God, what
if he was hurt? For all she knew he was a member of some

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historic castle tour who got lost in a back passageway and
hit his head. She leaned down to inspect him for bruises.
He threw a hand out, palm up, warding her off. “Back
away, sorceress,” he hissed.
“Seriously?” She slapped his hand out of the way.
“Here, let me help you out of there.” Cassie tugged gently
on his shoulder. The voluminous shirt was loose, but she
could feel—and appreciate—the thick spread of muscle
beneath the soft fabric.
Just my luck, I finally run into a hot Highlander, and
he’s delusional.
The man waved off her assistance and struggled to his
feet, shaking a wild tousle of thick, red hair out of his eyes.
Cassie never fancied herself to be a ginger girl, but it
worked on him . . . or maybe that was the kilt talking. She
eyed the swath of plaid fabric wrapped around his hips and
wondered, like any female in her position would, what
might or might not be under there. Reluctantly, she raised
her gaze and caught him scrutinizing her in return.
“What be these strange breeks ye wear?” he asked,
moving in a circle around her.
Cassie swore she could feel the weight of each of his
eyeballs resting on her denim-clad backside. Fair enough.
After a prolonged moment, she glanced over her shoulder.
“Get a good look?”
“Aye.” He swallowed. “’Tis most unseemly, lass.” He
shook his head, gaze still glued to her ass.
“They’re called jeans.” She pivoted to face him. “Are
you for real?”
He met her gaze, his answer falling from his lips in a
deep, rich brogue with trilling r’s that curled her toes, “Aye,
lass, I’m real.”
Cassie’s heart hiccupped. Of course he’s real. Unless

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those shots were stronger than I thought. “Were you at the
whisky tasting?”
“Whisky?” His green-gold eyes lit with interest. “Do
ye have whisky for me, then? I could use a wee dram. Be
a good lass and fetch it for me.”
“Ha! I think you’ve had enough, mister. Is that how you
ended up stuck in there?” Even as she said this, Cassie
doubted it. She didn’t smell a hint of alcohol on him,
though she did pick up other pleasant smells. Mint and
clove and man and . . . Stop being ridiculous.
His broad shoulders lifted and dropped. “I dinna ken.”
“How long were you in there?”
Another shrug.
Cassie dragged her attention away from the wide curve
of his shoulders and leaned past him, inspecting the dark,
narrow space behind the bookshelf.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, panic edg-
ing his voice. “Nay, lass. Doona be going in there.”
“Why not?” She inched forward and tried to get a bet-
ter look.
“It canna be safe.” He tugged on her wrist again, his
fingers warm and firm.
Tiny butterflies danced along the path where his skin
touched hers. She brushed away the tingling sensation and
slipped out of his grip, careful not to snag her bracelet.
“Well, you were in there, and you appear to have man-
aged.”
“Are ye daft, wench? I was trapped!”
She sniffed, not sure she liked being referred to as a
wench, and frowned up at him. “What’s the last thing you
remember?”
He closed his eyes and slumped against the shelf. “I
canna recall anything afore the moment I woke to find my-

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self crammed within yonder wall.” He blinked and fo-
cused intently on her. “The moment I found you, lass.”
Cassie decided she liked being called lass much better
than wench, especially when he was looking at her like
that. Gazes locked, her other senses sharpened, heighten-
ing her awareness of his body and its proximity to hers.
She cleared her throat. “Hm. I think it’d be more accurate
to say I’m the one who found you.” Telling herself she was
only searching for injuries, she reached up and tentatively
skimmed her palms along his temples, her fingers trailing
his scalp.
“Looking for devil’s horns?” The man cocked one
wicked brow at her as he raised his arms to mirror her
movements, running his hands over her head and shoul-
ders before brushing his palms down her back. “Ye’ve
naught got any fairy wings, so I’d say we’re even. In fact,”
he whispered against her hair, standing so close the low
burr of his voice became a purr in her own chest, “ye feel
perfect to me.”
Like the migrating monarchs her dad studied, the but-
terflies made a return trip, enveloping her in a fluttery
haze. She shivered. Whether it was the Scot or the scotch
or both, Cassie didn’t care. He was here and she was here,
and damn it all, it was about time she skipped to the good
stuff. With a forceful mental click, Cassie turned off her
brain, tilted her chin up, and caught his mouth with hers.
He made a low sound in the back of his throat, of pro-
test or surprise, she wasn’t sure. But then his hands settled
at her waist, and he returned the kiss. His mouth was
somehow soft and hard at the same time, and when he
slipped his tongue between her lips, she felt more light-
headed than if she’d downed every shot of whisky that
had been on that tasting list.

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Cassie rolled her tongue against his, savoring the deli-
cious contact. He met her thrust for thrust, deepening the
kiss until she was swept away on a tidal wave of desire.
This. This is what I’ve been waiting for. She clung to
him, hands gripping his shoulders, swimming in sensa-
tion, drowning in it.

Getting Hot with the Scot by Melonie Johnson

Getting Hot with the Scot (Sometimes in Love, #1)

A Sometimes in Love Novel

Cassie and friends are taking a break and visiting their favorite European countries. Cassie, a pop-culture reporter who has plans to become a serious reporter, and find herself a hot Scot for a one time fling.

Liam, hides a lot of pain under a devil-may-care attitude and his own show of pranks and shenanigans.

When they meet it is instant chemistry and this may become something much more serious.

This was a fun, instantly engaging romantic comedy. The characters were hilarious and exactly the type of friends I would want to go on a vacation with! I never read this genre’  but took a chance and I have to say I’m glad I did! I already have her next one in my TBR list.

Well Done!

Netgalley/ St. Martin’s Press April 30th, 2019

 

THE MILITARY WIFE by LAURA TRENTHAM

The Military Wife (A Heart of a Hero, #1)

A Heart of a Hero Novel

Harper Lee Wilcox has only loved one man. Noah Wilcox, a Navy SEAL and the father of her son, Ben. It’s been 5 years since his death and  she is ready for a new challenge. She also wants answers. She doesn’t want the standard military version, she wants to know everything.

While visiting with another SEAL wife, also her best friend, Allison, she finds out that the man who showed up at her door after Noah’s death with a certificate of bravery and $100,000.00 is Bennett, Noah’s best friend in the Navy who was there when he died. But he isn’t talking. He’s fighting his own demons and trying to keep a promise he made to Noah. And soon they are falling in love.

I really enjoyed the telling of the lives of military wives. How much they give up to follow their husbands career, having to give up their own. It doesn’t matter how many degrees you have when prospective employers won’t hire you because you will probably not be in one place very long. And I loved Harper’s idea of a business that could be an ideal fit for the wives who want something more than volunteering.

PTSD is in the forefront here also. While I believe this was a Romance book, it was nicely balanced by real life issues and fears and how to cope with something you don’t even understand.

Netgalley/ February 5th 2019 by St. Martin’s Griffin

 

 

 

 

THE CHRISTMAS WISHING TREE by EMILY MARCH * An Eternity Springs Novel*

The Christmas Wishing Tree (Eternity Springs, #15)

I would love to live in Eternity Springs. It is truly a magical place.

Devin is perfectly happy with his life. Being a fishing guide in Australia with no wife or kids. And he loves coming home to his family in Eternity Springs. And it is during that Christmas visit that mysterious and magical things begin to happen. Doing a good deed ruins his phone and the one he has borrowed is apparently the number for the North Pole. So when he gets a Christmas Eve call from a little boy in Nashville who really wants a Dad for Christmas, something about it pulls at him.

In Nashville, Dr. Jennifer Stockton is celebrating Christmas Eve with her son when all hell breaks loose as the doors are broken down, and a SWAT team with guns is staring at her. She has been swatted. But who is this mysterious stalker who keeps finding her and terrorizing her and her son, Reilly?

When the two finally meet in Eternity Springs, Devin and all the guys are determined to help Jenna and uncover her stalker.

Will her phone Santa come through? Will she finally be able to find peace and safety for herself and Reilly? You will have to read this one to find out.

A story of family, love, healing and maybe a bit of magic!

Netgalley/September 25th 2018 by St. Martin’s Press