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Friday, June 24, 2016
Monday, May 30, 2016
#Preorder #Sale Inseverable by @CecyRobson @TastyBookTours @TastyBookPR
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INSEVERABLE
Carolina Beach #1
Cecy Robson
Releasing June 21st, 2016
How
can you imagine forever with someone who's leaving everything behind?
Callahan,
a former army sniper, wants to make an escape from his past and everything he
experienced at war, but most of all, just not feel. Feeling leads to pain and
he's suffered enough. When he inherits a house on South Carolina's Kiawah
Island, he packs his bags, lured by the peace and seclusion he thinks it will
bring. But, Callahan never counted on meeting anyone like Trinity . . .
Trinity
has always been the cute, and funny one, who most guys overlook inpursuit of
her "hot" friends. She became used to being everyone's pal, until the
day the young man she was attracted to, was drawn to her in return. He became
her first great love, and first crushing heartbreak when she found him in bed
with one of her closest friends.
To
move forward, and to carry out her commitment to helping those in need, Trinity
enlists in the Peace Corps, but not before returning to Kiawah for one last
memorable summer. She just never imagined it would be so unforgettable.
Callahan
doesn't want to get close to anyone-let alone Trinity. He finds her perkiness
insufferable and her attempts to entice a smile distracting. After all, he's in
Kiawah to leave all feelings behind. But when it comes to Trinity, who feels
everything, it's hard not to feel something.
Neither
expected to fall in love. And no one could have predicted how inseverable
they'd become.
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CECY ROBSON is the New Adult and Contemporary author of
the Shattered Past series, the O’Brien Family novels, and the award winning
author of the Weird Girls Urban Fantasy Romance series. A self-proclaimed
professional napper, Cecy counts among her talents a jaw-dropping knowledge of
useless trivia, the ability to make her hair big, and a knack for breaking into
song, despi4e her family’s vehement protests. A full-time writer, registered
nurse, wife, and mother living in the South, Cecy enjoys spending time with her
family and silencing the yappy characters in her head by telling their stories.
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LET ME
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Saturday, May 7, 2016
#Sale #Excerpt Power Play by @SophiaHenry313 @Tastybooktours
POWER PLAY
Pilots Hockey #2
Sophia Henry
Released February 16th, 2016
Flirt
In Sophia Henry’s blistering
follow-up to Delayed Penalty, hailed as “sexy, fun, and full of
angst” by L. P. Dover, a good girl and a hockey hunk face off against
expectations—and this match is guaranteed to see plenty of action.
Beneath her
innocent facade, Gabriella Bertucci has her reasons to be standoffish with
guys. Especially guys like Landon Taylor, a star defenseman on the minor-league
Detroit Pilots and the object of a serious crush since he first walked into her
family’s market. But when Landon comes through for her in a moment of crisis,
Gaby starts to wonder if there might be more to Landon than hard muscles and
fast skates.
Landon
isn’t afraid of telling Gaby that he’s got it for her bad. The problem is, she
seems unwilling to believe it. And though Landon enjoys his reputation as a
cool-headed athlete, he hates losing—both on the rink and off. It’s his
competitiveness that makes him so damn good at what he does . . . but it also
makes him just a little bit complicated.
One minute Gaby’s tempted to give in; the next, she’s getting cold feet. How can she trust a guy who’s destined for bigger and better things to stick around? Then again, when Landon pulls her close with those powerful arms, the only thing that matters is right now.
One minute Gaby’s tempted to give in; the next, she’s getting cold feet. How can she trust a guy who’s destined for bigger and better things to stick around? Then again, when Landon pulls her close with those powerful arms, the only thing that matters is right now.
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I circled the room in slow motion. If it was possible to be completely creeped out and in awe at the same time, that was how I felt. The graffiti scared me. A gang member could walk in, paint cans drawn, at any minute. Then again, I’m pretty sure Mafia guys walked in to Bertucci Produce on a regular basis, so I guess danger could be anywhere.
“What are you thinking?” Landon asked. He climbed onto a step at the bottom of one of the columns, wrapped one arm around it, and hung off. Like someone familiar with stripper poles.
“You don’t want to know.” I shook my head, laughing off my thoughts.
Landon grabbed the column with his extended arm and jumped down. “I do. You’re really quiet. I can’t tell if you’re freaked out or what?”
“A little freaked out. This place is creepy on the inside. But cool. Creepy cool.”
I snapped a few more shots of the interior, trying to get the daylight streaming through the windows. I wanted to capture the haunted feel; a halo, a shadow, something.
“Creepy cool. Haunted. Abandoned. I just described our whole fucking life as Detroiters, eh?” A bitter laugh escaped him.
“I know, right? I don’t know one person without a painful story.”
“What’s yours?”
“Hmm?” I lowered the camera.
“What’s your story? I see a shy girl from a successful family.”
“Success comes with hard work.”
“I never said it didn’t.”
“My story? Arson. Murder. Most recently theft.” I ticked off the tragedies that my family had gone through, and those were only the ones that affected me directly. It sounded like a suspense novel.
“Holy shit, Gaby.”
“I should be in jail, right?” I smiled to lighten the mood. “But this is Detroit.”
“Wanna talk about it?”
A beam of sunlight bounced off a piece of broken glass in the debris covering the floor, creating a prism across one of the large columns. Sunshine and rainbows and murder and arson.
Life. And death.
Sophia Henry, a proud Detroit native,
fell in love with reading, writing, and hockey all before she became a
teenager. She did not, however, fall in love with snow. So after graduating
with an English degree from Central Michigan University, she moved to North Carolina,
where she spends her time writing books featuring hockey-playing heroes,
chasing her two high-energy sons, watching her beloved Detroit Red Wings, and
rocking out at concerts with her husband.
Saturday, April 30, 2016
#SALE #99c Blurred Line & Good Girl by @_LaurenLayne @Tastybooktours
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BLURRED LINES
Lauren Layne
Released Aug 25th, 2015
Loveswept
In
a novel that’s perfect for fans of Abbi Glines and Jessica Sorensen, USA
Today bestselling author Lauren Layne delivers a sexy take on the timeless
question: Can a guy and a girl really be “just friends”?
When
Parker Blanton meets Ben Olsen during her freshman year of college, the
connection is immediate—and platonic. Six years later, they’re still best
friends, sharing an apartment in Portland’s trendy Northwest District as they
happily settle into adult life. But when Parker’s boyfriend dumps her out of
the blue, she starts to wonder about Ben’s no-strings-attached approach to
dating. The trouble is, even with Ben as her wingman, Parker can’t seem to get
the hang of casual sex—until she tries it with him.
The
arrangement works perfectly . . . at first. The sex is mind-blowing, and their
friendship remains as solid as ever, without any of the usual messy romantic
entanglements. But when Parker’s ex decides he wants her back, Ben is shocked
by a fierce stab of possessiveness. And when Ben starts seeing a girl from
work, Parker finds herself plagued by unfamiliar jealousy. With their
friendship on the rocks for the first time, Parker and Ben face an alarming
truth: Maybe they can’t go back. And maybe, deep down, they never want to.
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5.17.16
Most
of the time, having a girl for a best friend is awesome.
Among
the highlights:
(1)
My color-blind self never has to worry about going out the door looking like a
sad clown.
(2)
The Brita water filter is always replaced on time.
(3)
Parker actually likes doing laundry for fun, and she only
complains when I sneak my stuff in with hers about 30 percent of the time.
Oh,
and as this morning’s adventure displayed, she’s an excellent
excuse when a person needs to rid himself of clingy one-night stands.
But
then there are the not-so-great parts. Like when she’s spent thirty-five
minutes looking at lamps.
“Just
get that one,” I say, lifting my arm to point at a random floor lamp as the
noisy, child-filled scariness that is IKEA threatens to choke me.
She
barely glances at the one I’ve selected. “It looks like a uterus.”
“What
the fuck does a uterus look like?”
“Like
that lamp. And honestly, for as much time as you spend rummaging around in
women’s panties, you really should get familiar with their parts.”
“Isn’t
the uterus the—” I break off, looking for the right word to describe the random
memories from eighth-grade sex-ed class.
Parker
lifts her eyebrows. “The baby cave?”
Like
any normal guy would, I wince. “Christ. Why would I need to know about that? I
use a condom.”
“Several
of them, judging from the state of your bedroom,” she says, tilting her head to
study the lime green lamp shade in her hands. “Do you think this would clash
with my bedspread?”
“You’re
asking the color-blind guy? Like I have any clue what color your bedspread is.”
“Seriously?
Don’t act like you’ve never seen it. Two nights ago you flopped onto my bed in
your sweaty gym clothes and it took me two washes to remove the man stank.”
I
shake my head. “Poor Lance. Do you make him wear a plastic bag when you guys
hook up so he doesn’t get his man stank on your sheets?”
“Lance
doesn’t have man stank.”
I
frown. “Hold up. If I have man stank, Lance has man
stank.”
“No.”
I
open my mouth to argue, but instead I shrug. That’s another thing you learn
having a girl best friend. You pick your battles.
“You
have two more minutes to pick your lamp,” I say. “I’m starving.”
Parker
adjusts her purse strap on her shoulder. “Oh, I’m not buying a lamp. I was just
browsing.”
I
inhale deeply to rein in my women suck rampage when I
catch her smirk.
“Oh,
I get it,” I say as we move toward the end of the store where we’ll pick up my
dresser. “This is payback. You’re mad because I made up that story about you
having a creepy doll collection.”
“Actually,
it was more punishment for destroying the house rules. I’m totally laminating
them next time.”
“Or
you could just create an online version and keep them in the cloud like normal
people born after 1980.”
I
see a little lightbulb go on in her head and almost regret giving her the idea.
Not that it matters much. I’ve never really followed her fussy rules anyway,
although for the most part I try to not be too much of a dick. The towel
incident this morning notwithstanding, it’s like I said, Parker loves
laundry. I knew she had extra clean ones stashed away.
“Seriously,
don’t get that color finish,” she says, shaking her head at the dresser box I’m
about to pull off the shelf.
“Wood
is wood,” I say with a shrug, starting to maneuver the huge box onto our flat
cart.
“No,
there’s old-man wood and there’s modern wood.”
I
raise my eyebrows. “Old-man wood, huh? You and your kinky fetishes. Do you make
the dolls watch?”
She
ignores me, and uses her hip to push the box I’d started to move back onto its
shelf. “That one.” She points.
“Espresso?”
I ask, reading the label.
But
Parker is now typing away on her phone. I shrug, pushing her out of the way so
I can get at the box she indicated.
“How
about tacos?” she asks, glancing up briefly from her phone.
“I
just had Mexican last night,” I say through a grunt as I move the box into
position.
“You
said I could pick.” She gives me a challenging look, her goldish brown eyes
practically daring me to argue with her.
“If
it was a unilateral decision, why’d you even ask?”
“Unilateral. Good word. And it was a test. You passed,” she says,
trotting to catch up with me as she replaces her phone in her purse. “So how
did you and Airhead meet? The Beta Phi party last night? She looked like she
was eighteen.”
“Airhead?”
I ask.
“It
was written on her pants. Literally.”
“Oh,
right. Those weren’t her pants. Lindsay left them last week.”
She
makes a disgusted face as she pulls her long dark hair into a messy bun. I
don’t notice most things about Parker as a girl, because, ya know, it’s just
Parker, but she does have some damn good hair. It’s all Victoria’s Secret
model–-like, long and dark with lightish streaks running through it.
The
rest of her is kind of Victoria’s Secret-ish, too, but other than an initial
moment of whoa when we first met, there’s never really
been anything between us. I guess you could say I like her too much.
That
and she’s dating Lance, and I like the guy. I mean, we’re not best friends or
anything, but it’s impossible to live with Parker and not have some sort of
friendship with her significant other.
Lance
and I stop short of braiding each other’s hair, but we watch games together on
occasion. I’d never make a move on his girl—even if I wanted Parker.
Which
I don’t.
“So
let me get this straight,” she says, as I swipe my credit card through the
self-checkout machine. “One of your booty calls leaves her pants,
which is weird, by the way, and then a week later, an underclassman sorority
girl willingly puts them on?”
I
shrug and give her a look out of the corner of my eye. “What’s wrong with
that?”
Parker
closes her eyes and sort of scratches at her eyebrow. “You don’t tell your
mother any of this, do you?”
“Sure,
we actually have a family blog, and I list my sexual activity for the week
every Sunday. Is that weird?”
She
ignores me, pulling out her phone again.
Lauren Layne is the USA Today
Bestselling author of more than a dozen contemporary romance novels.
Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. A
year after moving from Seattle to NYC to pursue a writing career, she had a
fabulous agent and multiple New York publishing deals.
Lauren currently lives in Manhattan with her husband and plus-sized Pomeranian.
When not writing, you'll likely find her running (rarely), reading (sometimes),
or at happy hour (often).
Monday, April 11, 2016
#SALE #99c Laid Out by @SidneyHalston @Tastybooktours
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Worth the Fight #4
Sidney Halston
Released August 18th, 2015
Loveswept
Perfect
for fans of Monica Murphy and Cecy Robson, Sidney Halston’s scorching new MMA
romance proves there are no holds barred when it comes to seduction.
Growing
up an Army brat, Violet Channing could never meet her dad’s high expectations.
But in the eyes of her best friend, she could do no wrong. He even insisted
that he should be her first kiss. Now Cain Sorensen is all grown up, hardened
by years in special ops and always looking for a good fight. Tall, with
striking blue eyes and impossibly blond hair, he’s a modern-day Viking warrior.
Of course, Violet’s all grown up, too, and she’s ready to surrender to his
every command.
Cain
knows he’s bad for Violet. His work is dangerous, and his hobbies are downright
deadly. As a private mercenary and a mixed martial arts fighter, he could never
let such an innocent soul into his world. And yet his most grueling combat
training is no match for Violet’s killer curves, hot touch, and suggestive
glances. Now all of Cain’s most explosive fantasies are coming true—but once
they cross the line between friends and lovers, there’s no turning back.
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Cain
hadn’t left Tarpon Springs, Florida, for this long since he’d moved there four
years ago. He’d grown up on an army base, then served in the military for eight
years before retiring, and this was the first time in his adult life that he
felt he had a home. After one too many fights in school, his father had forced
him to enlist, to follow the path of his father and his father’s father. The
Sorensons bred military men. Then his second tour ended and he didn’t want the
army to be a career, so he’d gotten out, much to his father’s dismay. Right
now, if someone asked him why he had signed up with IMC, International Military
Coalition, as a contractor, he couldn’t answer. At the time he’d only seen the
dollar bills. The pay was amazing compared to what the U.S. government had paid
him for risking his life for years as an Army Ranger, and signing up to make
four times the amount with a private company seemed like the obvious next step.
As
soon as Cain walked out of the airport, he hailed a taxi to take him straight
to the Pier. It was Friday night, and his friends would undoubtedly be there.
Plus, he needed a beer . . . or seven. On the ride over, he received a text
from Iggy Mitchell, another mercenary he’d met overseas. Iggy had lost a leg in
a tour in Iraq a couple of years ago, and when he wasn’t on a mission for IMC,
he worked as a consultant in Tampa specializing in testing firewalls and other
online security threats. In other words, he was a professional hacker. The two
men had quickly hit it off and sparred together during their free time. Iggy’s
hard work and zest for life made the prosthetic leg a nonissue. One evening
Iggy had mentioned how he loved to gamble on a series of underground fights put
together by some Russians. The text Cain was currently reading was the address
of a fight happening in a few days. But Cain wasn’t a gambling man, so he
wasn’t interested. He slid the phone back into his pocket and settled in for
the forty-five-minute cab ride to the Pier.
It
was raining when the taxi arrived. He swung the big duffle bag over his
shoulder and looked around the familiar town before he reached to open the
front door. A hand on his shoulder stopped him. “Hey, man! You’re back.” It was
Tony, his friend, sparring partner, and professional mixed martial arts
fighter, whom he had helped train a few months ago.
“Cain,
honey, so glad you’re home!” Tony’s wife, Francesca, threw her arms around him
for a big hug. He wasn’t big on contact, and he awkwardly put his arm around
her waist and patted her back.
“Come
on, let’s go inside,” Tony said. “The rest of the guys are on their way. Do
they know you’re back? Where were you, by the way?”
“Libya.
Just arrived. No one knows,” Cain replied.
Francesca
hissed. “Libya. Fuck. That’s not safe.”
“No.”
“Still
quite the conversationalist, I see.” Tony patted Cain roughly on the back.
“Leave
the man alone. He just came back from hell, he doesn’t need that attitude
tonight. By the way . . .” She poked Cain in the shoulder. “Don’t you ever
fuckin’ leave again without letting us know you’re leaving or where you’re
going. We were worried.” She reached in and hugged him again.
“Violet?”
Cain asked when she released him.
“What
about her?” Francesca asked.
“She
okay?”
“Ask
her yourself—she’s here.”
Cain
tried not to smile, but his lips seemed to curl upward all on their own. He
hadn’t seen Violet for years until a few months ago, when she’d moved to town.
He was happy he’d get to see her tonight. As had always been the case, her warm
smile was the perfect salve for his shitty mood.
Cain
put a hand on Francesca’s upper arm. “Wait—before we go in, are there any
fights coming up? Sign me up for something. Soon.” Francesca was co-owner of
Worth the Fight Academy, a mixed martial arts gym that trained professional
cage fighters, which was what Cain had been doing before heading off a few months
earlier.
“You
just got into town. You need to take a breather. We can talk about it when
you’re settled back.”
“I’m
settled. I’m back. Sign me up.”
“Fine.
But tonight, relax, at least for a few hours. Come have a drink and say hello
to everyone. We’ll find you something tomorrow,” Francesca said.
As
soon as he opened the door to the familiar laughter and smell he started to
feel better.
Sidney Halston lives her life by one
simple rule: “Just do it.” And that’s exactly what she did. At the age of
thirty, having never written anything other than a legal brief, she picked up a
pen for the first time to pursue her dream of becoming an author. That first
stroke sealed the deal, and she fell in love with writing. Halston lives in
South Florida with her husband and children.
The Sixth and Final in the Worth the Fight Series
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Thursday, March 31, 2016
#SALE Fighting for Devlin by @lemmony @Tastybooktours
FIGHTING FOR DEVLIN
Lost Boys #1
Jessica Lemmon
Released November 24th, 2015
Loveswept
Devlin Calvary makes his own luck. Orphaned as a young child, he was taken in by a crew of bookies and gamblers—and they became his family. They’re the reason Dev’s running a trendy bistro, living in a high rise, and enjoying the good life with a string of women who never ask for too much. Until, one night, he finds out how much it hurts to trust the wrong people. . . .
Rena Lewis sticks to the straight and narrow, determined not to slip up again . . . like the terrible night of partying four years ago that ended in tragedy. A waitress at Oak & Sage, she knows that sleeping with her boss is not a smart move. But when Dev shows up on her doorstep, beat up and clearly shaken, Rena’s not about to turn him down . . . or kick him out of bed.
Dev reawakens something primal within her—a need to go wild. And Rena soon finds out that the heart she’d sealed away years ago still has the power to fight for love.
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A former job-hopper, Jessica Lemmon resides
in Ohio with her husband and rescue dog. She holds a degree in graphic design
currently gathering dust in an impressive frame. When she’s not writing
super-sexy heroes, she can be found cooking, drawing, drinking coffee (okay,
wine), and eating potato chips. She firmly believes God gifts us with talents
for a purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want.
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
#Review #SALE 7 Moths by @BethanyLopez2 @InkSlingerPR
7 MONTHS
by Bethany Lopez.
7 Months is a contemporary romance title that is part of the Time for Love series. It is currently on sale for just .99¢, and for today only, you can get the entire Time for Love series for just .99¢ each!
7 Months (Time for Love, book 7) By Bethany Lopez Contemporary Romance
7 MONTHS Synopsis:
Tough, dry-witted, and intelligent, Ming has worked her whole life to be a successful lawyer, great friend, and dutiful daughter. Her focus has been on her career, but now she's thirty-five, and the last of her friends to be single. Ming knows what she needs... A man who communicates, who won't be intimidated by her position, a partner. She knows this, but all she wants is him...
After working side by side with his brother, Brock for years, Brady has followed his dream and become a police officer. Protecting and serving comes naturally to him, it's what he was born to do, which is why he doesn't know what to do with a woman who doesn't need his strength and protection.
For 7 Months, Ming has accepted what Brady had to offer, secret nights of passion with no hope of a relationship,. But feelings have developed, and now she wants more. When Brady doesn't want things to change, Ming has to decide if being with the man she loves is worth sacrificing everything she wants.
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REVIEW - 4 Stars
7 Months by Bethany Lopez is the
seventh book in the Time For Love series,
but can be read as a standalone as I did. Having finished the book, I recommend
reading the others in the series first to get the full experience and
understand the other relationships. Even with that said, I thought that this
was a great story. It had everything that I always look for in the books that I
read- steamy sex scenes (Score! - pun intended), great banter, minimal angst,
and a happily ever after.
This story follows the last O’Malley
brother Brady, a newly minted police officer, and his secret relationship with
Ming, a lawyer who is his sister in laws best friend. Brady, having been
slightly emotionally scarred with his parent’s death as a teen, shy’s away from
relationships and anything more than a good time. Something attracts him to
Ming and they begin a friends with benefits, no strings attached, sex only (it’s
hot!) affair. They have this unexplainable raw sexual chemistry that makes him
keep coming back. The downfall being that Ming falls for him. Hard.
“Being in a non-relationship with a man I loved who only wanted me for
sex may be a bad thing, but being bad had never felt so damn good.”
After seven months (Get it? 7
months) of late night booty calls, Ming decides that she deserves more and ends
the no strings relationship. This opens Brady’s eyes to what he really wants
and he pulls his head out of his ass. He steps out of his comfort zone to woo
Ming back to him and take an honest stab at a real relationship- His first
ever. Brady realizes that Ming is it for him and won’t ever give her up. When
Ming is threatened, he will move heaven and earth to make sure that they will
always be together.
“How close
I came to losing you, the seven months I wasted, not knowing what I had that
entire time, and it hit me. I love you. I left my desk and walked out, not
saying a word to anyone. I just knew I had to see you, to tell you in person.”
I really liked both Brady and Ming.
Brady was honest from the get go and it was Ming who broke the rules. Once he
got passed his hang ups, he becomes the book boyfriend of all book boyfriends.
Even with Ming changing the rules, I really liked her as well. She was a strong
woman who went with the no strings sex until she just couldn’t anymore. She
felt that she deserved more and understood that it was her who had changed the
game, not Brady. It didn’t hurt any less, but she didn’t blame him. Brady
needed her to walk away for him to realize what she meant to him. I hurt for
them equally as they went through their emotional hang ups.
The secondary characters added so
much to the story. It made me want to go back and start the first books in the
series while I was reading just to I could catch up (I will someday!). They
were all so close, I could feel the affection and love for each other while I
was reading. Everyone had something to contribute to the friendships and were
there for one another. It was the best kind of friendships, and the kind that
you don’t see as often as you should. Hell, I wanted to be friends with them.
If you haven’t read 7 Months yet,
you need to get on that. Stat. Maybe even get the whole series. Tt will be
worth it.
*Review by Sydney H.
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AUTHOR INFORMATION:
Award-Winning Author Bethany Lopez began self-publishing in June 2011. She's a lover of all things romance: books, movies, music, and life, and she incorporates that into the books she writes. When she isn't reading or writing, she loves spending time with her husband and children, traveling whenever possible. Some of her favorite things are: Kristen Ashley Books, coffee in the morning, and In N Out burgers. Bethany Lopez is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.
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