Contemporary Romance, LGBTQA+, New Releases

Pre-Order Announcement – The Best Men by Sarina Bowen and Lauren Blakely


Bestselling authors Sarina Bowen and Lauren Blakely team up for the first time with
THE BEST MEN!

Their fling began with a drunk text and a dare…

This enemies-to-lovers, opposites-attract, irresistibly sexy romance between the best man and the other best man releases January 25th in all formats. A standalone novel, THE BEST MEN comes fully equipped with all the features you know and love from Lauren and Sarina! In this romance, you can expect to find…

One wedding, two best men, three nights to sneak into his room…

In my defense, I was left alone with a bottle of single-malt and a life-long penchant for protecting my baby sister. Still, that’s no excuse to send ten drunk-texts on why her hasty marriage would be a mistake.

If only I had just texted my sister. But nope. I accidentally sent the message to her, her groom, and his super hot wingman.

I also used the phrase “super hot wingman,” so I’d like to die now.

Instead, I have to plan a wedding with the aforementioned hottie and share a too-small guesthouse in steamy Miami.

Three days in the sun with the cocky, charming former athlete who likes to push my buttons? Fine, two can play at that let’s-infuriate-each-other game.

Until Asher ups the stakes with one wildly sexy suggestion. A no-strings fling, then I go back to my single dad life in New York, and he returns to his star-studded one.

Sign me up.

But the more nights I spend with the other best man, the more I want days too, and that just can’t happen. Especially when I find out the real reason why…

PRE-ORDER YOUR COPY TODAY!

✦ Amazon ➜ https://geni.us/BestMenAmazon

✦ Apple ➜ http://blkly.pub/TheBestMenApple

✦ Nook ➜ http://blkly.pub/NookTheBestMen

✦ Kobo ➜ http://blkly.pub/KoboTheBestMen

✦ Google ➜ https://geni.us/BestMenGoogle

✦ Audible ➜ Pre-order coming in November! Narrated by Teddy Hamilton & Jacob Morgan!

✦ Goodreads ➜ http://blkly.pub/TheBestMenGoodreads

You’re Invited…

Can’t wait to hear more about THE BEST MEN? Have a question you’re dying to ask?

Join Sarina Bowen and Lauren Blakely in their first Instagram Live together and get the scoop!

Date: Thursday, August 19th

Time: 1:00 pm PST/4:00 pm EST

Location: Lauren Blakely & Sarina Bowen’s Instagram
Lauren on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/laurenblakelybooks/
Sarina on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sarina.bowen/

A #1 New York Times Bestselling, #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling, and #1 Audible

Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s

sexy, sweet, and witty. She also writes USA Today bestselling LGBTQ romance.

With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York

Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than 100 times, with

more than 55 titles on the USA Today Bestsellers list alone. She’s sold more than 4.5 million books. A Brown University graduate, Lauren likes dogs, cake and show tunes and is the vegetarian at your dinner party.

Connect w/ Lauren:

Website: https://laurenblakely.com

NL Signup: https://laurenblakely.com/newsletter

Facebook: www.facebook.com/LaurenBlakelyBooks/

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/laurenblakelybooks/

Twitter: www.twitter.com/laurenblakely3

Sarina Bowen is the award-winning author of more than thirty contemporary novels. She has hit the USA Today bestseller’s list nineteen times and counting. Formerly a derivatives trader on Wall Street, Sarina holds a BA in economics from Yale University.

Sarina is a New Englander whose Vermont ancestors cut timber and farmed the north country since the 1760s. Sarina is grateful for the invention of indoor plumbing and wi-fi during the intervening 250 years. She lives with her family on a few wooded acres in New Hampshire.

Sarina’s books are published in over a dozen languages on five continents.

Connect w/ Sarina:

Website: https://sarinabowen.com/

Newsletter Signup: https://sarinabowen.com/signup

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authorsarinabowen

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sarina.bowen/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SarinaBowen

Blog Tour - 2021, Contemporary Romance, Excerpt/Teaser Share, New Releases, Year in Releases - 2021, Year of Reviews - 2021

Blog Tour – Waylaid by Sarina Bowen

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It’s a tale as old as time: the bad boy meets the good girl. He makes a daring proposition. Then the boy gets a mysterious head injury and loses a year of his life…

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All in one link page: https://shor.by/waylaid

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57108668-waylaid

Amazon: https://geni.us/AmazonWaylaid
Apple: https://geni.us/AppleWaylaid
Kobo: https://geni.us/KoboWaylaid
Nook: https://geni.us/NookWaylaid
Google: https://geni.us/GoogleWaylaid
Audio: https://geni.us/AudibleWaylaid

Amazon | Apple | Kobo | Nook | Google | Audio


RELEASE DATE: JULY 20TH, 2021

The first time I meet Rickie, I don’t know what to make of him. The second time we meet, he doesn’t remember the six hours we spent together. Or standing me up afterward.

I’m not the same, either. I’ve got secrets. I’ve told lies. Bad boys aren’t my type, anyway. Even the ones with troubled gray eyes.

But now we’re roommates. Cue the awkward moments in the hallway when he’s wearing only a towel and a smile. He’s determined to win me over, and his talented hands weaken my resolve.

It’s all fun and games until my past rears its ugly head and his secrets come to light, shaking our fragile connection, maybe even breaking it…

Note: this is Daphne Shipley’s story. Contents include Vermonty ice cream flavors, nerdy awkwardness, tattoos, and a playboy grandpa.

EXCERPT

I read all the way to the highway exit, but I only get halfway through the first article. It’s dense and full of statistical analysis that’s over my head. 

By the time Rickie rolls down the exit ramp, I feel the onset of a full-blown case of imposter syndrome. Dr. Drummond is expecting me to be sharp. What if they ask me to work on this type of analysis, and I can’t do it?

“I see the ice cream place,” Rickie says. “But there’s no entrance back onto the highway. What the hell?”

“Doesn’t matter,” I mumble. “It’s three miles down a side road to exit 6.” I close the journal with a sigh. I feel so panicky right now. I’ve always tried to be the smartest girl in the room. But it’s all an act. I’m obviously the worst kind of dunce—the kind that can’t see her own mistakes until it’s way too late. (See: the last twelve months of my life.)

Is it normal to have a midlife crisis right before your twenty-first birthday?

Rickie rolls into the gravel parking lot of the Dreamy Creemee and puts the truck in a shady spot. He rolls down the windows before killing the engine. It’s getting toward dinner hour, so there aren’t many people here. Just a couple of moms pushing toddlers on the swing set.

And I’m quietly having a panic attack in the passenger seat.

I take a slow but shaky breath. Do I even want ice cream? Is there a flavor on that signboard that could take me out of my own head? I reach for the door handle, but Rickie stops me. 

“Look,” he says. “About that time we shared a ride home from Connecticut…” 

No,” I say forcefully. If he makes me relive that embarrassing experience, I might lose my cool. “Just forget it, okay? So what if you ghosted me?”

His eyes widen. But my rant is only picking up steam. 

“None of that matters. I didn’t even blame you. And the only way I’m going to make it through this year is if I put Connecticut behind me, okay? Just leave it alone.” 

My voice cracks on that last word, and I realize that I might actually cry. Which is a thing I never do. But Harkness College was my dream, and I blew it. My damn eyes get hot and my throat constricts. 

“S-so just forget it,” I squeak. “It’s already in the past. It can just stay there.” 

Rickie’s gray eyes are soft now. And they’re moving closer. To my utter surprise, he leans forward and presses a kiss to my lips.

So soft, my brain sputters. 

“Shh,” he says against my lips. His kiss is warm and unhurried. Like a ray of sunshine when you’re shivering. 

For once, my squirrel brain forgets to scurry. And I just let it happen. He kisses me again. It’s still gentle. His bright eyes measure me. I don’t know what he sees. But whatever it is, he decides he likes it. 

Those soft lips brush and press. Again. And I’m only human. Rickie’s surprisingly tender kiss has caught me at a vulnerable moment. I lean in, experimenting with the slide and pressure of his mouth against mine. A sizzle of heat flashes across my skin. It’s the strangest sensation—as if he’s transferred an ounce of that devil-may-care attitude across the steering column and right into my soul. I drink him in, lips parted. Ready for him to take it further.

But then it ends. Rickie sits back, his head cocked to the side, as if in deep contemplation.

I’m bereft. “Wh-what was that for?” I stammer.

I expect a smirk. But his expression remains soft. “You seemed a little freaked. So I brought you to an ice cream place on a hot summer’s day. But that wasn’t enough, apparently. You needed even more distraction. So I gave it to you. And I’m good at that. A real specialist.”

Replying is impossible. All I can do is sit here and try to process that kiss. That lovely kiss. 

He really has some nerve.

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Sarina Bowen


Contemporary Romance, Excerpt/Teaser Share, New Releases, Release Day/New Release, Year in Releases - 2021, Year of Reviews - 2021

New Release – Waylaid by Sarina Bowen

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It’s a tale as old as time: the bad boy meets the good girl. He makes a daring proposition. Then the boy gets a mysterious head injury and loses a year of his life…

Waylaid_Amazon.jpg

All in one link page: https://shor.by/waylaid

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57108668-waylaid

Amazon: https://geni.us/AmazonWaylaid
Apple: https://geni.us/AppleWaylaid
Kobo: https://geni.us/KoboWaylaid
Nook: https://geni.us/NookWaylaid
Google: https://geni.us/GoogleWaylaid
Audio: https://geni.us/AudibleWaylaid

Amazon | Apple | Kobo | Nook | Google | Audio


RELEASE DATE: JULY 20TH, 2021

The first time I meet Rickie, I don’t know what to make of him. The second time we meet, he doesn’t remember the six hours we spent together. Or standing me up afterward.

I’m not the same, either. I’ve got secrets. I’ve told lies. Bad boys aren’t my type, anyway. Even the ones with troubled gray eyes.

But now we’re roommates. Cue the awkward moments in the hallway when he’s wearing only a towel and a smile. He’s determined to win me over, and his talented hands weaken my resolve.

It’s all fun and games until my past rears its ugly head and his secrets come to light, shaking our fragile connection, maybe even breaking it…

Note: this is Daphne Shipley’s story. Contents include Vermonty ice cream flavors, nerdy awkwardness, tattoos, and a playboy grandpa.

EXCERPT

I read all the way to the highway exit, but I only get halfway through the first article. It’s dense and full of statistical analysis that’s over my head. 

By the time Rickie rolls down the exit ramp, I feel the onset of a full-blown case of imposter syndrome. Dr. Drummond is expecting me to be sharp. What if they ask me to work on this type of analysis, and I can’t do it?

“I see the ice cream place,” Rickie says. “But there’s no entrance back onto the highway. What the hell?”

“Doesn’t matter,” I mumble. “It’s three miles down a side road to exit 6.” I close the journal with a sigh. I feel so panicky right now. I’ve always tried to be the smartest girl in the room. But it’s all an act. I’m obviously the worst kind of dunce—the kind that can’t see her own mistakes until it’s way too late. (See: the last twelve months of my life.)

Is it normal to have a midlife crisis right before your twenty-first birthday?

Rickie rolls into the gravel parking lot of the Dreamy Creemee and puts the truck in a shady spot. He rolls down the windows before killing the engine. It’s getting toward dinner hour, so there aren’t many people here. Just a couple of moms pushing toddlers on the swing set.

And I’m quietly having a panic attack in the passenger seat.

I take a slow but shaky breath. Do I even want ice cream? Is there a flavor on that signboard that could take me out of my own head? I reach for the door handle, but Rickie stops me. 

“Look,” he says. “About that time we shared a ride home from Connecticut…” 

No,” I say forcefully. If he makes me relive that embarrassing experience, I might lose my cool. “Just forget it, okay? So what if you ghosted me?”

His eyes widen. But my rant is only picking up steam. 

“None of that matters. I didn’t even blame you. And the only way I’m going to make it through this year is if I put Connecticut behind me, okay? Just leave it alone.” 

My voice cracks on that last word, and I realize that I might actually cry. Which is a thing I never do. But Harkness College was my dream, and I blew it. My damn eyes get hot and my throat constricts. 

“S-so just forget it,” I squeak. “It’s already in the past. It can just stay there.” 

Rickie’s gray eyes are soft now. And they’re moving closer. To my utter surprise, he leans forward and presses a kiss to my lips.

So soft, my brain sputters. 

“Shh,” he says against my lips. His kiss is warm and unhurried. Like a ray of sunshine when you’re shivering. 

For once, my squirrel brain forgets to scurry. And I just let it happen. He kisses me again. It’s still gentle. His bright eyes measure me. I don’t know what he sees. But whatever it is, he decides he likes it. 

Those soft lips brush and press. Again. And I’m only human. Rickie’s surprisingly tender kiss has caught me at a vulnerable moment. I lean in, experimenting with the slide and pressure of his mouth against mine. A sizzle of heat flashes across my skin. It’s the strangest sensation—as if he’s transferred an ounce of that devil-may-care attitude across the steering column and right into my soul. I drink him in, lips parted. Ready for him to take it further.

But then it ends. Rickie sits back, his head cocked to the side, as if in deep contemplation.

I’m bereft. “Wh-what was that for?” I stammer.

I expect a smirk. But his expression remains soft. “You seemed a little freaked. So I brought you to an ice cream place on a hot summer’s day. But that wasn’t enough, apparently. You needed even more distraction. So I gave it to you. And I’m good at that. A real specialist.”

Replying is impossible. All I can do is sit here and try to process that kiss. That lovely kiss. 

He really has some nerve.

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Sarina Bowen


Review
Book Reviews, Contemporary Romance, Year of Reviews - 2021

Review – Waylaid by Sarina Bowen

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Waylaid; True North #8 
(An interconnected standalone within a series)

Publication Date: July 20, 2021

Genre/Tropes: Small Town/Intrigue/Contemporary Romance

Author: Sarina Bowen

Review Rating: 5 Gold Stars

Review/Synopsis:

Review:

ALL THE THINGS!!! I was not expecting this story and it was so much better than what I anticipated.

Rickie and Daphne’s story begins like any typical boy lusting after a standoffish girl. It’s adorably cute with tons of chemistry, but then dun…dun…dun we get to the heart of the story, these two have met before, but Rickie doesn’t remember because he has amnesia from an accident. This is just the tip of the iceberg of where these two begin their amazing story.

To say I was blown away by how this story was woven together is an understatement. Each layer that was added I was knocked out of the park. Rickie and Daphne’s lives have been waylaid by circumstances out of their control, but when destiny has a path in mind sometimes it just takes another path to reach the same destination.

Waylaid is full of chemistry, emotion, but also a mystery that had me peeling back information through each chapter I read. I loved how the past and present was woven together to piece together their journey and I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough. Their friendship, chemistry and bond grows throughout this entire story and what they share. It is a great book!

While this book is part of the True North world, it can be read as a complete standalone.

Synopsis:

It’s a tale as old as time: the bad boy meets the good girl. He makes a daring proposition. Then the boy gets a mysterious head injury and loses a year of his life…

The first time I meet Rickie, I don’t know what to make of him. The second time we meet, he doesn’t remember the six hours we spent together. Or standing me up afterward.

I’m not the same, either. I’ve got secrets. I’ve told lies. Bad boys aren’t my type, anyway. Even the ones with troubled gray eyes.

But now we’re roommates. Cue the awkward moments in the hallway when he’s wearing only a towel and a smile. He’s determined to win me over, and his talented hands weaken my resolve.

It’s all fun and games until my past rears its ugly head and his secrets come to light, shaking our fragile connection, maybe even breaking it…

Note: this is Daphne Shipley’s story. Contents include Vermonty ice cream flavors, nerdy awkwardness, tattoos, and a playboy grandpa.

Releasing July 20th! Pre-order your copy today!
Amazon: https://geni.us/AmazonWaylaid
Apple: https://geni.us/AppleWaylaid
Kobo: https://geni.us/KoboWaylaid
Nook: https://geni.us/NookWaylaid
Google: Coming soon!
Audio: Coming Soon!

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Cover Reveal - 2021, New Releases

Cover Reveal – Waylaid by Sarina Bowen

It’s a tale as old as time: the bad boy meets the good girl. He makes a daring proposition. Then the boy gets a mysterious head injury and loses a year of his life…

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CREDITS: Photo by Wander Aguiar
Cover design by Sarah Hansen of Okay Creations

All in one link page: https://shor.by/waylaid

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57108668-waylaid

Amazon: https://geni.us/AmazonWaylaid
Apple: https://geni.us/AppleWaylaid
Kobo: https://geni.us/KoboWaylaid
Nook: https://geni.us/NookWaylaid
Google: Coming soon!
Audio: Coming Soon!

Amazon | Apple | Kobo | Nook


RELEASE DATE: JULY 20TH, 2021

The first time I meet Rickie, I don’t know what to make of him. The second time we meet, he doesn’t remember the six hours we spent together. Or standing me up afterward.

I’m not the same, either. I’ve got secrets. I’ve told lies. Bad boys aren’t my type, anyway. Even the ones with troubled gray eyes.

But now we’re roommates. Cue the awkward moments in the hallway when he’s wearing only a towel and a smile. He’s determined to win me over, and his talented hands weaken my resolve.

It’s all fun and games until my past rears its ugly head and his secrets come to light, shaking our fragile connection, maybe even breaking it…

Note: this is Daphne Shipley’s story. Contents include Vermonty ice cream flavors, nerdy awkwardness, tattoos, and a playboy grandpa.


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Sarina Bowen