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Her Convenient Vow to the Billionaire
Genre: Mills & Boon, Harlequin Presents, Contemporary Romance The shocking twist to their reunion…She must marry the tycoon! Playboy CEO Rafael is determined to demolish the biggest demon from his past: the Greek orphanage he once called home. It’s a cruel reminder of all he’s lost, including his childhood sweetheart Sabrina. But then she shows up to stop him! When Rafael offers to hand over…
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#Blogtour Her Convenient Vow To The Billionaire by Jane Holland
It’s my turn on the Blogtour Her Convenient Vow To The Billionaire by Jane Holland. About the Author (Author image credit: Anna Rybacka) Jane Holland grew up in a house of writers. Her mother was bestselling Mills & Boon author Charlotte Lamb, her sister also penned romances, and her father was a journalist and biographer. Small wonder she became a writer herself! Starting off in poetry,…
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Dead Again by Nichole Severn - A Review
Dead Again is Macie Barclay’s secret story as her life is about to be upended by a past from where Detective Riggs Karig reappears. In Book Six of Defenders of Battle Mountain, the past needs to be kept hidden, lest the serial killer from yore starts his killing spree again. My Rating: 5/5 Genre: Romantic Suspense Pages: 195 (Kindle) Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue Date of Publication: 11 May 2023
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Forbidden Romance Prompts
Sneaking out of an event/party to be together
Holding hands under the table at meals, hoping nobody catches on
Secret glances in public/out with friends
Finding excuses to see each other (group project, work meeting, car troubles, etc.)
Texting/writing letters to one another and having to hide their responses
Seeing each other in public and having to ignore each other/stay apart, as much as it hurts
Secret meeting spots
Being discovered and begging to keep things quiet
Fake enemies
Planning to run away together (you would never do it)
Kissing in the car
Small gifts
Why is it forbidden?
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DR. KNOX PETERS grabbed the soda from the bar and pointed to the back wall. “Game of darts? Loser buys the next round?” Jackson Peters, his best friend, roommate and for all the purposes Knox cared about, brother, rolled his eyes. “You haven’t lost a game since before we met in the boys’ home. That hustle might work on the unsuspecting but come on, Knox.” They’d been thrown together in foster care. Bunkmates because of a shared last name. A twist of fate that led to a lifelong friendship. “Fine. Winner buys the drinks.” His buddy was down. Had been down since he returned from Hawaii almost a year ago now. The longest melancholy streak ever. After a vacation. And he wouldn’t tell Knox why. “If you want to play darts, you can just ask me to play darts.” Jackson held up the beer he’d been nursing for the past hour in a mock toast. Knox rolled his eyes before heading to the dartboard. Jackson was right; it wasn’t much of a competition. Knox had started playing darts as part of a hustle for one of his less than stellar foster parents. His eye for detail and need for perfection driving him to master the skill, even though his foster father was using it to fleece money from unsuspecting bar patrons.
The fact that the underage Knox was allowed in the bar and on a first-name basis with the bartender should have been a major red flag. But it never seemed to register with the people his foster father targeted. Knox passed Jackson the set of red darts. Jackson stepped to the line and tossed the first dart, landing close to the bull’s-eye. But not close enough. That was something Knox loved about Jackson. The man had never beaten him at a game. But he never gave up trying. Never threw a game intentionally to make it go quicker. The game progressed as it normally did. A few people stepped up to watch them toss the darts. “Such precision!” A young white woman clapped as she moved toward Jackson. His brother wasn’t going to win, but the black man was beyond attractive. Still, Knox knew the beauty’s attempt was doomed to failure. Jackson had never been a playboy, but the man had enjoyed regular dates. Something else that had stopped after the vacation. “She was cute.” Knox grabbed his dart from the bull’s-eye. “You should ask her out.” Jackson tilted the beer bottle in his direction again. Knox shook his head. He’d dated three women since becoming a surgeon. All three had broken up with him when he made it clear that his patients were his first priority. That wasn’t fair to them. He understood that. In a relationship, your partner deserved to know that they were first in your life. Maybe something was broken in him that he seemed incapable of giving that. The universe battered him in his early days. Abandoned by his mother at eight, in and out of foster care until he’d aged out. Hell, he’d graduated high school top of his class to prove to his last foster family that he wasn’t a loser. Not that they’d ever known. They’d dropped him at the boys’ home after he failed eighth grade English. Never mind that he’d spent the year hopeful his mother would finally regain custody only to learn she’d actually given up all parental rights. Not an excuse for failure, however. They’d promptly forgotten him. Knox would never forget, though. He’d been the best at nearly everything he’d done since. “She didn’t hit on me. She hit on you. Getting out a bit more wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen.” Knox tossed another dart. Bull’s-eye. “I’m not the only one who could do to spend more time out of the hospital.” Jackson threw his dart, striking into the heart of the board where only Knox’s darts found purchase—usually. “Bull’s-eye.”
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