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    New Release Friday – some new reading for your weekend

    8/17/2018

    New Release Friday

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    Kiss Me, An Asian Hero Boxed Set
    Get EIGHT sweet contemporary romances for 99c here. –

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    Two Worlds, One Kiss, a Lifetime of Love

    This set features EIGHT sweet contemporary romance novellas featuring handsome Asian heroes.

    From Australia’s vineyards to the bright lights of Hong Kong, these stories have something for anyone looking for a little international flair in their romance.

    This set will be available for a limited time only, so don’t miss out!

    Joanne Dannon – An Unexpected Forever

    Khardine Gray – Kisses and Blossoms

    Imogene Nix – Hero of Heartbreak Hill

    Aislinn Kearns – Until You

    Dakota Harrison – Once Upon a K-Pop Prince

    Fiona Marsden – Beautiful Stranger

    Terri A. Wilson – A New Ending

    Zena Oliver – Seven-Day Cruise

     

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    The Lucky Dress
    Genre: Rom/Com
    Author: Aimee Brown
    Blurb: We all have our lucky dress… an irresistibly hilarious rom-com!

    Emi Harrison hasn’t been feeling particularly lucky lately. Ever since her ex-fiancée, Jack Cabot, successfully shattered her heart into a million pieces. She’s managed to avoid him for a whole year, but all that’s about to change at her brother Evan’s wedding…
    She will have to face Jack, Jack’s sister, Jack’s parents, and Jack’s new girlfriend: a mean girl that just won’t quit. What could possibly go wrong?
    With her lucky dress on, all bets are off, and maybe Emi will find her happily-ever-after at last?
    Perfect for fans of Anna Bell, Jo Watson and Sophie Kinsella.

    Universal Amazon Link: mybook.to/TheLuckyDressEbook

     

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    Four Last First Dates: A romantic comedy of love, friendship and one big cake (Cozy Cottage Café Book 4)
    What do you do when you’ve agreed to a pact with your friends to get married, but neither you nor the guy in your sights is quite ready to fall in love?

    Bailey De Luca is the last of her friends to complete the Last First Date pact–to marry the next guy she dates. But lady luck must be in a bad mood, because so far, it’s all come to nothing.

    Everywhere she looks people are in love. Everyone except her. Is she fundamentally unlovable? Or is it that she’s already found–and lost–The One? Whatever the reason, one thing’s for sure: Bailey never expected to be alone at thirty.

    When one of her friends announces her engagement with a rock that could eclipse the sun, Bailey throws herself into a new business. Starting up Cozy Cottage Catering seems like the perfect way to bury her head in the sand. But fate has other ideas, and soon Bailey is swept off her feet by the oh-so cute Ryan Jones.

    Ryan may seem like the perfect combination of Prince Charming meets Thor (without the hammer), but is Bailey ready to be with him?

    Or will the ghost of her past love prevent her from finding happiness again?

    Grab your copy and escape to New Zealand in this fun, feel-good sweet romance.

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    Three Last First Dates Blog Tour

    11/13/2017

    Three Last First Dates - Blog Tour Banner
    About Three Last First Dates
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    From Amazon Bestselling Author, Kate O’Keeffe comes this new title in the Cozy Cottage Café Series.
    When it comes to men, Marissa Jones is totally committed to not being committed. One major heartbreak is enough for her.
    Against her better judgment, Marissa agrees to a pact with her friends to marry the next guy she dates. But she isn’t going to take any chances. For her, it’s a numbers game, and one last first date just isn’t enough. So, she ups the ante–three first dates with three very different guys, all in one day.
    But can any of these men live up to her high standards?
    Despite a few bumps in the road, from the three, she chooses The One. That is until the motorcycle-riding ex she never got over turns up, changing everything.
    In the end, do you choose love or does love choose you?
    Escape to New Zealand in this fun, feel-good chick lit story.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    ​Read the Cozy Cottage Cafe series
    Book 1: One Last First Date https://books2read.com/koolfd
    Book 2: Two Last First Dates https://books2read.com/kotlfd
    Book 3: Three Last First Dates – https://books2read.com/ko3lfd
    Book 4: A Final Last First Date – coming early-2018

    Where to Find Three Last First Dates
    Goodreads

    Universal Link

    Meet Kate
    Kate O'Keeffe
    Kate O’Keeffe is a bestselling author of fun, feel-good romantic comedies. She lives and loves in beautiful New Zealand with her family, two scruffy dogs, and a cat who thinks he’s a scruffy dog too. He’s not: he’s a cat.
    She is a wife, a mother, and a chocolate expert. Seriously. She loves to read, to hang out with friends, and to hike up the big hill behind her house each day.
    To date, she’s written the Amazon bestselling chick lit series, the Cozy Cottage Café, the Wellywood Romantic Comedy Series, a fun holiday novella, and co-authored One Way Ticket with fellow author, Melissa Baldwin. ​

     

     

     

     

     

    Connect with Kate
    Website: https://www.kateokeeffe.com
    Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8195990.Kate_O_Keeffe
    Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kateokeeffeauthor/
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    Amazon Author: https://www.amazon.com/Kate-OKeeffe/e/B00KIZGG1O/
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    Blog Tour Schedule
    Find The Three Last First Dates blog tour schedule here!
    Three Last First Dates Excerpt
    ​MY NAME IS MARISSA Jones, and I’m totally committed to not being committed.
    There, I said it. It was out there.
    In fact, I had a long and impressive history of avoiding commitment. I was the Commitment Phobia Queen, if you will. I was good at it, really good. If you looked “commitmentphobe” up in a dictionary, I wouldn’t have been at all surprised if you’d have found a photo of me, running away from some bewildered-looking guy as quickly as my feet could carry me.
    That was why, when it came to dating, I was fussier than an OCD patient off their meds. And why not? A girl had to have standards, right? I never expected to “settle” for someone, and nor did I want to. No way. No one but Mr. Absolutely Right would do for me.
    Only problem was, I was having a hard time finding him.
    That’s why I agreed to a pact with my best friends to marry the next guy I dated. Which in hindsight, for a commitmentphobe like me, was an off-the-charts crazy thing to do. Certifiable. I had really only agreed to the pact because I was sick of dating—that and the large amount of chardonnay I had imbibed that evening.
    To be perfectly honest, I hadn’t really taken it all that seriously at the time.
    And then “the thing” happened and I knew I had to find him, I had to find The One. There was simply no more time to waste.
    But, instead of going on a regular old date with some random guy, I decided to go on three dates in one day. I liked the math: one of me, three of them. It more than worked in my favor.
    Not only that, I had thoroughly vetted each of the three guys before I even threw on my outfit for the first date. If this was going to work—and I really, really wanted it to—I needed to go in with my eyes wide open.
    “I still can’t believe you’re doing this,” Paige said, shaking her head and smiling at me over our cups of coffee, what was left of our slices of cake in crumbs on our plates. “Three dates in one day? You’re brave.”
    “Why not? You and Cassie put all your eggs in one basket, and I don’t want to do that. I mean, I know you ended up with the right guys in the end, but they weren’t the men you went on your Last First Dates with, right?” They nodded. “Well, I figured going out with three different guys has to improve the odds.”
    “You’re right about that.” Paige nodded, her eyebrows raised. “Can you give us the lowdown on who these guys are? We need all the details, right, Cassie?”
    “Oh, yes. Especially how good they look with their shirts off,” Cassie added with a wicked grin.
    “Well, I’m hardly going to find that out on a first date, but”—I raised my hand in the Girl Guides’ salute—“I do solemnly swear to report all important details to you as they transpire.”

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    Two Last First Dates Blog Tour

    9/6/2017

    About Two Last First Dates
    Two Last First Dates - Cover​To Paige Miller, Two Last First Dates sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.
    Paige is having a rough time. She’s unhappy in her career and her One Last First Date ended in total disaster. Now, she has to figure out what to do professionally and personally. Life as a spinster with fifteen cats doesn’t sound too bad, though.
    Deciding to give up on love, Paige begrudgingly befriends Josh Bentley, the friendly coffee delivery guy, while helping out at the Cozy Cottage Café. His T-shirts make her eyes roll, but their runs have become an important part of her day and a blessing to her waistline, because Bailey’s cakes are too good to pass up.
    Meanwhile, her best friends offer to find Mr. Right for her, and all Paige has to do is let them. Then, the man of her dreams walks through the door. Marcus Hahn is as good-looking as he is charming, and any thoughts Paige had of being alone with those fifteen cats, fly out the window. Now, she just has to hope her friends choose him as her Last First Date.
    But in the end, are Two Last First Dates enough to find The One?

    Excerpt from Two Last First Dates
    ​“I’ve got some paperwork to get through, and then we need to talk about finding you your Last First Date.”
    “Ah, no, we don’t,” I said, shaking my head. Had she forgotten my decision? It was infinitely better to die an old-maid-slash-reclaimed-virgin than go through that heartache again.
    “Yeah, we do. Marissa and I had a meeting and we’ve decided—”
    “You had a meeting?” I asked, incredulous, my eyes wide.
    “We’re going to do this properly, Paige.”
    I bit the inside of my lip. “Look, I told you at the beach. I don’t want to find a man. I’m over the whole Last First Date thing.”
    Bailey looked at me, a smile on her face. “Is that so?”
    “Yes!” Why was she persisting with this? My mind was made up; I had given up on love.
    “Hold that thought,” Bailey said as she jumped out of her chair.
    I’d been too lost in exasperation to notice there were a couple of customers standing at the counter, perusing the cabinet food. I stood up, collected our plates and coffee cups—with two hands and not Bailey’s skillful one yet—and headed to the kitchen.
    Once behind the counter, I looked across at the customers to give them a welcoming Cozy Cottage Café smile. My eyes met a man’s at the counter, and I swear the breath was sucked right out of me.
    Oh. My. God.
    This guy was beautiful. Tall, broad, his olive skin set off by his crisp, white, open-necked shirt, cropped black hair, and an I’m-sent-down-by-the-Greek-gods face. Angels sang, harps were strummed, and everything around me fell into nothingness as I stared into his dark eyes. He smiled back at me, holding my gaze for a beat, two. I could hear my heart thudding in my ears, and I had to stifle a nervous, girly giggle.
    Too late, I felt the crockery in my hands begin to wobble. I took a step, tried to right them, but both my hands were full. The dishes came crashing to the floor, smashing into one hundred pieces, the dregs of our coffee splattering against my legs and the floor.
    Uh-oh!
    I quickly squatted down and began collecting up the shattered crockery, my face burning. This was mortifying!
    “Paige! What happened?” Bailey looked at me down on the ground, startled.
    “Sorry. I . . . I don’t know.” Which was, of course, not entirely true. I knew exactly what had happened. I’d been too busy staring at Adonis Guy and not concentrating on carrying the dishes to the sink. I shook my head, angry with myself.
    I’d let womankind down miserably; my lack of multitasking ability was clearly equal to a man’s.
    A dark head poked over the edge of the counter. “Are you all right down there?”
    I stopped what I was doing and looked up into those mesmerizing eyes once more. My mouth went dry. “I . . . yes, thank you.” I stood bolt upright as the heat in my cheeks intensified.
    Adonis Guy pushed himself up off the counter and shot me a gorgeous grin. “What did those dishes ever do to you?” He turned to his friend. “Is this the reason you like this place? The hot waitresses throwing dishes around?”
    Adonis Guy just called me hot?
    Bailey laughed. “Usually we just try to dazzle you through our excellent coffee and food. So that was two lattes. Anything to eat?”
    Adonis Guy looked back at me. I hadn’t moved an inch. “What do you recommend?”
    “Oh, ah, me?” My blush deepened. “The, ah, carrot cake with the cream cheese frosting is out-of-this-world good.”
    “That sounds delicious. Sold.” He turned to Bailey. “I’ll have a slice of that, thanks.” Adonis Guy returned his gaze to me.
    His much less godlike friend shook his head good-naturedly, watching Adonis Guy quite obviously flirting with me. “I’ll grab one of those spinach and feta muffins.”
    Bailey rang up their order. “I’ll get this, Marcus. I owe you one,” Non-Adonis Guy said.
    I squatted down to collect the remaining broken dishes in my hands. Try as I might, I couldn’t get my heart rate to return to normal, and you could have roasted s’mores on my cheeks, they were so hot.
    Marcus. His name was Marcus.
    “Thank you. We’ll bring those over for you,” I heard Bailey say from my position on the floor.
    I peeked over the top of the counter. Marcus and his friend had walked over to the window and were now sitting down at Marissa’s, Cassie’s, and my usual table. Of all the tables in the café, he chose my favorite. Was it a sign?
    No, it’s not. I’d given up on love. I needed to remember that, difficult as it may have been in the presence of such manly perfection.
    While Bailey expertly worked the coffee machine, I put the fragments of the dishes onto some newspaper, wrapped them up, and placed them in the trash. Once I’d swept up the shards, I washed my hands and paused, deep in thought. I may have given up on love, but I was still a woman. And women liked to look good, right?
    I pulled my lipstick out of my bag and slipped the lid off. I held it up to my lips, peering in my small compact mirror, and stopped dead. What am I doing? One hot guy shows an interest in me and I’m throwing that all away? Talk about being flakier than one of Bailey’s cheese filo puffs.
    I snapped my compact shut and wound my lipstick down, unapplied, returning it to my makeup bag. I couldn’t let the first cute guy I saw dissuade me from my new path. I’d made up my mind; I was a man-free zone.
    My jaw clenched, I returned to the counter. “I’m really sorry about that, Bailey. I don’t know how it happened. You can dock my pay.”
    The steamer on the coffee machine made a loud screech as she fluffed the milk for the coffee in a jug. “Don’t worry about it, Paige. Accidents happen. Just don’t let it happen too often, okay?”
    “Of course.” I pulled out a couple of plates and put a slice of the cake and a muffin on each. I glanced over at Marcus. He and his friend appeared to be deep in conversation.
    Bailey nodded at the plates. “Can you please take those over? I’ll bring the coffees when they’re done.”
    Part of me wanted to leap at the opportunity of talking with Marcus again. Another part of me wanted to squirm out of it, come up with some sort of an excuse to avoid the temptation. I told myself I needed to be strong. It was inevitable I was going to meet cute men. I simply needed to learn to deal with them. My inevitable spinsterhood demanded it.
    After all, my track record with men had been a miserable failure.
    I smoothed my shoulder-length hair behind my ears, took a deep breath, and walked out from behind the counter over to the men’s table. “Here you go, gentlemen,” I said brightly as I placed their respective treats in front of them on the table.
    “All recovered from your plate smashing ordeal?” Marcus asked with a cheeky half smile on his face, looking up at me from his seat.
    “Oh, yes. It’s all fine, thank you.” I tucked my hair behind my ears. “Right. I’ll leave you to it.” I turned on my heel without a second glance and walked on wobbly legs back to the counter.
    Done. Easy. Well, okay, not easy exactly, but done all the same.
    As Bailey took advantage of the lull and got on with some paperwork, she left me to clean up the counter and wipe down tables before my shift ended. There was only Marcus and his friend in the café, and I was thankful they were so deep in conversation they ignored me, so I had free range to make the place spick and span, ready for us to do it all again tomorrow.
    I was putting some things under the counter when someone cleared their throat next to me. I bobbed up, ready to serve like the good Cozy Cottage waitress of almost two days I was. My tummy did a flip when I saw who it was.
    “Just checking you’re not abusing any more defenseless crockery down there,” Marcus said with a fake brow furrow.
    My blush returned faster than you could say hot-guy-flirting-with-me. I let out a laugh. “No, no.”
    “That’s good to hear. I’m from the Society for the Protection of Dishes, and we take these matters very seriously, you know.” His face broke into a grin.
    Wow, this guy looked like Channing Tatum when he smiled. This was so not a good thing right now.
    I let out a light laugh, putting my hand on my heart. “I swear to give the dishes the respect they deserve in future.”
    “I’m glad to hear it.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet.
    “Oh, I think you already paid,” I said.
    By way of response, he offered me his business card. Dumbly, I took it in my hand, looking down at the words. Marcus Hahn, Attorney-at-Law.
    “I would urge you to get in touch if you have any dishes-related concerns.”
    “Oh, I . . . thank you . . . Marcus.” I blushed as I said his name.
    He flashed me his Channing Tatum grin once more and I swear my legs ceased to function for a moment there. I watched as he sauntered out of the café, turning to shoot me one last smile before he disappeared out onto the street.
    Resisting this guy was going to be trickier than I thought.

    Where to Find Two Last First Dates
    Find Two Last First Dates on Goodreads
    Buy Two Last First Dates on Amazon
    Read Book One in the Series

    Meet the Author

    ​Kate O’Keeffe is an award-nominated author of fun, feel-good romantic comedies. She lives and loves in beautiful New Zealand with her family, two scruffy dogs, and a cat who thinks he’s a scruffy dog too. He’s not: he’s a cat.
    To date, Kate’s written the chick lit series, the Wellywood Romantic Comedy Series, and the new Cozy Cottage Café Series.

    Where to Find the Author

    Read the Cozy Cottage Cafe Series
    ​Book 1: One Last First Date https://books2read.com/koolfd
    Book 2: Two Last First Dates is available now! https://books2read.com/kotlfd
    Book 3: Three Last First Dates – coming October 31, 2017 Preorder Now at https://books2read.com/ko3lfd
    Book 4: A Final Last First Date – coming early-2018