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Release Day Launch and Review: Full Package by Lauren Blakely

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FULL PACKAGE by Lauren Blakely is Here!

A sexy and funny friends-to-lovers standalone romantic comedy, FULL PACKAGE is about a sexy, witty man as he falls head over heels for a woman, who just happens to be his roommate. It takes everything you love about a Lauren Blakely novel –witty dialogue, smoking hot sex scenes, and heartfelt moments –and puts them into one fantastic book! Told in the guy’s POV, with a creative look into Josie’s POV as well, FULL PACKAGE is the laugh-out-loud and insanely hot story of what happens when a sexy ER doc falls madly in love with his gorgeous roommate…and they’re forced to deal with all that simmering desire in a mere six hundred square feet of living space.

“Lauren Blakely has mastered the recipe for delightful and delicious. It’s called Full PackageI can’t find words to tell you how much I enjoyed this friends to lovers romance with enough sweet to melt in your mouth and enough spice to melt your panties.”

~ iScream Books

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“Lauren Blakely nailed it AGAIN. This man man is perfection! HOT, SWEET, FUNNY, SMART.”

~ Queen of Hearts


✮✮✮ FULL PACKAGE is here! ✮✮✮

From the New York Times Bestselling author of MISTER O and BIG ROCK, comes a hot & hilarious new standalone romantic comedy…

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– ABOUT FULL PACKAGE –

I’ve been told I have quite a gift.

Hey, I don’t just mean in my pants. I’ve got a big brain too, and a huge heart of gold. And I like to use all my gifts to the fullest, the package included. Life is smooth sailing….

Until I find myself stuck between a rock and a sexy roommate, which makes for one very hard…place.

Because scoring an apartment in this city is harder than finding true love. So even if I have to shack up with my buddy’s smoking hot and incredibly amazing little sister, a man’s got to do what a man’s got to do.

I can resist Josie. I’m disciplined, I’m focused, and I keep my hands to myself, even in the mere five-hundred square feet we share. Until the one night she insists on sliding under the covers with me. It’ll help her sleep after what happened that day, she says.

Spoiler-neither one of us sleeps.

Did I mention she’s also one of my best friends? That she’s brilliant, beautiful and a total firecracker? Guess that makes her the full package too.

What’s a man stuck in a hard place to do?

– EXCERPT –

I point to the curved wooden stand with a hook at the top. “This. Explain this.”

Josie sets her hands on her hips. “It’s a banana holder.”

I give her a stern look. “I can read. I don’t need to know what. I need to know why.” I poke the object on the shelf at Bed Bath & Beyond, otherwise known as the Nexus of Unnecessary Things. Pretty sure there’s some kind of vortex or force field right smack dab in the middle of this store attracting all the weird, bizarre, and odd home goods. “Why can’t they sit on the kitchen counter? Or, how about in a bowl?”

“Maybe the bananas just like to dangle?” she suggests. “Hang free and all?”

Smacking my forehead, I go along with it. “Aha. That makes perfect sense.”

“I’m here to help.” She tugs on my shirtsleeve. “But can we please get to the sheet aisle? You can’t sleep on a naked mattress.”

“That may be true, but I could definitely sleep naked on a mattress,” I offer, and she laughs as we navigate through another sardine-packed aisle in the mammoth store.

It’s one in the afternoon, and I just moved in this morning. That took all of two hours. Spending my twenties in med school and as a resident gave me very little time for the acquisition of things, so most of my possessions fit in a duffel bag. I have very little. Not even sheets for a queen-size bed. Ergo, I’m spending Saturday at Bed Bath & Beyond, which is a bit like wandering through a Buzzfeed post titled “Ten Things I’ll Never Use.”

More like five hundred. Wait. Make that five hundred and one, because I just spotted the new number one item on the list.

“That,” I say as I make a beeline for a shelf of crème brûlée torches. Grabbing a silvery one, I hold it up. “Please say we can have a housewarming party, and you’ll make crème brûlée, and I can stride all proud and awesome into the kitchen,” I say, puffing out my chest and deepening my voice. “And I can light it with a torch, and we’ll all ooh and ahh at the manly fire I made when I lit up a dessert.”

She arches an eyebrow. “A manly fire?”

I nod vigorously. “And then you’ll let the guests take turns punching me in the face for being a total douche for owning a crème brûlée torch.”

She narrows her eyes. “You actually want people to punch you?”

I’m deadly serious as I answer her. “If I ever own a crème brûlée torch, you have carte blanche to punch me, Josie. You really should.” I drop the torch on the shelf and take her hand, clasping it tightly in mine. “Promise me. From this day forward. Promise you’ll punch me if I ever own a crème brûlée torch, a rotating tie rack, or more than one kind of cheese grater. This is part of our roommate pact.”

She grips my hand tighter, her green eyes glowing with stark seriousness. “I solemnly swear to pummel you under all the aforementioned circumstances. As proof of our friendship and roommate solidarity.”

“You’re a saint,” I say, then wrap a hand around her head and tug her close for a quick kiss on her forehead.

And hello, sweet, sexy scent of Josie. What is this delicious smell? Is it . . . oh fuck me. Cherries. My God, she smells like cherries. Like the perfect summer fruit. Like the naughtiest fruit. And I’ve got to wonder if that cherry scent is her face lotion, her shampoo, or her body wash?

Body wash.

My mind is adrift, and the word association begins. Because what goes with body wash but nudity?

Naked woman in the shower. Washing. Lathering. Soaping.

Ah, hell.

Snap the fuck out it, Summers.

– REVIEW –

Author Lauren Blakely delivers another smash read in her latest release, Full Package. 

Big Apple baker and confectioner Josie Hammer has been burned by love once and she’s resigned herself to trolling online dating sites, looking for Mr. Right.  Josie hasn’t had much success in that area.  Chase Summers, family friend of Josie’s, is an ER doctor in Manhattan who’s in desperate need of an apartment. He’s known Josie for years and they get along famously.  In fact they’re the best of friends, so when Josie’s roommate exits the scene, it’s a no-brainer that Josie offers up her extra room to Chase, aka Dr. McHottie. (Did I mention it’s a really tiny apartment?)  Chase and Josie are a roommate match made in heaven — who better to commiserate with about everyday life and the perils of dating in NYC than your best female bud, and now roomie. A recipe for success, yes?

Yes! The action happens fast — all to soon Chase is stealing sniffs of Josie’s body lotion (cherry), while Josie is coveting the fragrance of Chase’s shaving cream. Add to the mix the myriad of foods these two ingest while the double-entendre and sexual innuendos are flying, and you have all the fixings for a delicious sizzle of a romance.

Author Lauren Blakely has become the go-to author for great romantic comedy, and she hits it out of the park in Full Package. Packed (pun intended) with the witty characters and snappy dialogue readers have come to expect from Blakely, it never grows tiresome. This best-friends-to-lovers story is an absolute delight to read — Josie is a charmer as the baker extraordinaire, her recipe book a diary of her romantic history.  Chase is another one of Blakely’s gorgeous hot guys — he knows he’s got it, he’s proud of it, but it’s all tempered with an inherit goodness and maybe a wee bit of humility . . . maybe.

Full Package employs a cast of characters introduced in Blakely’s earlier works, Mister O, The Big Rock, and Well Hung, but the reader does not have to be familiar with any of these novels to fully enjoy Full Package. It is a stand alone novel, and I give it a full and hearty recommendation.  I do feel compelled to add a cautionary note, however: reading Full Package may be hazardous to your waistline, as you may find yourself devouring Swedish fish, as well as chocolate peanut butter brownies while reading this book.

Bon appétit!

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*ARC received from author via InkslingerPR in exchanged for an honest review.*

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You can find this sexy standalone romantic comedy across all retailers!

 

Amazon US ✦Amazon UK ✦Amazon CA ✦Amazon AU ✦iBooks

Barnes & Noble ✦Kobo ✦Google Play ✦Amazon Paperback

Audio (Sebastian York!) ✦or via Audible

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“Fresh, fun, flirty, and fabulous.”

~ Karen at Bookalicious Babes Blog

Add it to Goodreads!

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And don’t miss Lauren Blakely’s other standalone Romantic Comedies!

BIG ROCK

MISTER O

WELL HUNG

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✮✮✮  Enter to win this amazing FULL PACKAGE GIVEAWAY✮✮✮

Josie and Chase put together some of their favorite things just for you to celebrate the release of FULL PACKAGE!

 The FULL PACKAGE is filled with:

    $50 Gift Card to Lush: Fresh Handmade Cosmetics for fruity scented bath products that Chase loves so much.

       $50 Gift Card to Sugarfina:  A Luxury Candy Boutique where you can sample some of Josie’s favorite gourmet candy.

       A lovely Coach Wristlet containing a $50 Amazon Gift Card for you to spend on whatever your heart desires.

       And last but not least, my entire Audiobook Collection minus Full Package on Audible.  It is aurally delicious!

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– ABOUT LAUREN BLAKELY –

 

author-pic-lauren-blakelySince self-publishing her debut romance novel CAUGHT UP IN US over three years ago, Lauren Blakely has sold more than 1.5 million books. She is known for her sexy contemporary romance style that’s full of heat, heart and humor. A devout fan of cake and canines, Lauren has plotted entire novels while walking her four-legged friends. She lives in California with her family. With thirteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than seventy times. Her bestselling series include Sinful Nights, Seductive Nights, No Regrets, Caught Up in Love, and Fighting Fire as well as standalone hit romances like BIG ROCK, MISTER O, WELL HUNG, and THE SEXY ONE which were all instant New York Times Bestsellers. In January she’ll release FULL PACKAGE, a standalone romantic comedy. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter! laurenblakely.com/newsletter.

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Blog Tour and Review: Moms on Missions by Jess Molly Brown

 

 

MOMS ON MISSIONS

by

JESS MOLLY BROWN

 

 

– SYNOPSIS –

 

moms on mission cover mediumArtist Vince Russo wants to advance his career but his devout mother, Diana, wants grandchildren. Vince lives in Niagara Falls, the Romance Capital of the World, and he doesn’t even date!

Diana joins the Moms on Missions (“MOM”), who strive to better the lives of their clients’ kids. MOM installs Vince’s fantasy girl upstairs in the duplex where he lives.

Their pick for Vince is sick of dancing to her mother’s tune, so she certainly won’t admit she finds her sensitive, playful neighbour sexy. However, she’d love to make him her pseudo-boyfriend to get MOM off her back.

 

Will these young rebels come together organically, or is there no hope for their moms?

 

 

Title: Moms On Missions
Series: Mommageddon Series #1
By: Jess Molly Brown
Publication Date: May, 2016
Genre: Contemporary/Humor Women’s Fiction

 

– BUY THE BOOK –

 

Amazon US – http://amzn.to/1WNiVgv
Amazon UK – https://goo.gl/6xz9hB
Amazon CA – https://goo.gl/lzRNsI

 

– EXCERPT –

 

“Fuck you!” Drum Boy slams Mrs. P.’s door in his superintendent’s face.

Vince stares open-mouthed at the door in front of him, then turns on the landing to find Paeng at the foot of the stairs, dressed for bed, with no glasses. Steaming, Vince tromps back down the stairs, in time to hear the drumming start again. “What a nerve this guy’s got! Little shit.” Now Drum Boy is singing, too. Badly. Vince stops, wondering whether to turn around and march back up there to rattle his teeth.

Instead, he stomps back into his unit, Paeng at his back, and calls Damon.

“Vince, hey, how’s it hangin’?” Damon asks cheerfully. “Want to hit The Hill for a few beers? I’m dying to get out for a bit.”

“No. Do you hear this?” Vince holds up his phone to the ceiling, hoping it picks up the noise.

Boom boom chuck budda boom boom chuck budda “I don’t need a frickin’ girlfriend!” Boom boom chuck budda boom boom chuck . . . “My neighbour is an asshole!”

“What is that?” Damon asks stupidly.

“It’s your new tenant,” Vince growls. “He drums twenty-four seven. I have explained this to you, Damon. Twice. The last time Paeng and I had two minutes’ peace was the day before he moved in. I am losing it, man. I’m going to go postal soon. If I do, you are going to have to explain why to our mothers, and you are going to have to comfort them both while I’m getting corn-holed in Kingston Pen for capping the little bastard, capisce?”

“Whoa-ho-ho, there Vince! Did you say there’s a guy living up there? It was supposed to be Mrs. Maggione’s friend Gloria’s daughter, Mary. She’s gor—” Damon checks himself, and Vince scowls. “Um, I mean uh . . . Trudy?” he calls to his wife. “Get me another beer!”

Vince counts to ten. “Did Moms on Missions set this up?” There is silence for a couple beats. From Damon, not Drum Boy. The noise from above is as obnoxious as ever.

Damon sighs. “Yeah, you know it. I didn’t even meet the Chiclet.”

“No, no, it’s a guy! And the name on the mailbox says D. Darren, not M. diGiordano. Why didn’t you come to check out the tenant?”

“My mother wouldn’t put a crackhead in there, ya know?”

“And a drummer makes a better tenant because . . .”

 

– REVIEW –

 

(Note: This was a difficult review to write.  Full disclosure here — more than a bit of Italian blood flows through my veins.  So when I began to read Jess Molly Brown’s debut novel, Moms on Missions and discovered that MOM were a group of Italian women who meet for the sole purpose of exercising their God-given right to meddle with the lives of their adult children, this reader developed some serious flashbacks. Grazie to all who talked me down from the ledge.)

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Diana Russo wants to be a Nonna. Plan and simple, she wants grandchildren. But in order to have grandchildren, her son, Vincent needs to marry the right girl. With no current or acceptable daughter-in-law prospects in sight, Diana pleads her case to the Moms on Missions (MOM) group.

Comprised of Italian mothers dedicated to the betterment of their children’s lives, the MOM pride themselves on their successful matchmaking endeavors. Over biscotti and rum balls, the MOM plot to match up Diana’s son, Vincent (Vince), with Gloria diGiordano’s daughter, Mary Danielle (Dani).

Twenty-eight year old Vince is currently living in the bottom unit of a duplex located in Niagara Falls and owned by his cousin. It’s a trade off — he lives rent free in exchange for acting as the superintendent for his cousin’s properties.  Educated to be an accountant, Vince’s true gift is painting and to that end, he’s saving up to study art in Toronto. While he does sell the occasional canvas, Vince’s main source of income is derived from the sales of souvenir portraits he sketches for the tourists visiting The Falls. It’s an uncomplicated, pleasant life — for the most part . . . .

Twenty-three year old Dani has completed her music studies in Toronto, and is looking for a place to relocate. A hearing-impaired musician, Dani and her blues band are just starting out — making a name for themselves in a place like Niagara Falls would boost her career. Lucky for Dani, her mother, Gloria, knows of a duplex near The Falls with an upper flat available . . . (oh those clever, clever MOM).

Diana Russo and her MOM posse are not your stereotypical meddling mothers — these women know their way around social media. Their use of both public and private Facebook accounts, combined with a few tactics from the Old Country, make it pretty clear that these ladies wrote the tutorial on covert operations.

Eh, but the apple does not fall far from the tree.  Vince, Dani and the rest of the MOM offspring are aware of the secret Facebook account, and regularly compare notes regarding the MOM activity on a website called Mommageddon. And it’s on Mommageddon that Vince and Dani conspire to outsmart the MOM.  (Sure, and if you think these kids are going to best the MOM, this reader has a fountain in the Trevi District of Rome that can be yours for a song.)

Moms on Missions is the first novel in Jess Molly Brown’s Mommageddon Series, and it’s an absolute doozy of a debut. Author Brown is a master at writing situational comedy and in her skilled hands, Vince, Dani, the MOMS, as well as an expansive cast of characters will have the reader howling with laughter.

Written with the perfect mix of heat and tenderness, and with Niagara Falls as a backdrop, the romance between Vince and Dani left this reader in a state of giddy delight. Both of these characters are likeable and well crafted. The MOM cast of characters are believable and not cliché. (Although this reader did have great issue with the flying tureen of wedding soup.)

The ancillary characters are funny and endearing as well, setting the scene for future books in the Mommageddon Series. And with a plot (and sub-plots) that move at a rapid, steady pace, Moms on Missions is over far too soon. Well done, Jess Molly Brown, well done.

 

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️1/2

*ARC received from the author in exchange for an honest review.*

 

 

 

– ABOUT THE AUTHOR –

 

JESS MOLLY BROWN

 

Don’t be fooled by the seeming tranquility, Jess is scheming. There are a lot of characters in her head and all of them are yelling for attention.

She edits for professional authors and is always tutoring somebody. She got her start six years ago, in fan fiction, and is proud of it.

Four great kids, one husband *coughbiggestkidofallcough* and two dogs ensure that the house is always messy. The garden’s overflowing with blooms, but weedy. The grass always needs cutting, provided it’s not buried beneath snow. She lives in Canada, eh? The dogs are walked, the kids get fed, the hubbs hasn’t killed anybody yet, the books Jess reads she reviews, and somehow, the people in her head manage to make it into stories. Occasionally, she embarrasses her kids by doing Zumba in front of their friends. It’s just how she rolls.

Come join her quest for world domination at http://www.jessmollybrownauthor.com

 

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Cover Reveal: Moms on Missions by Jess Molly Brown

 

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JESS MOLLY BROWN

 

 Title: Moms On Missions
Series: Mommageddon Series #1
By: Jess Molly Brown
Publication Date: May, 2016
Genre: Contemporary/Humor Women’s Fiction

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Artist Vince Russo wants to advance his career but his devout mother, Diana, wants grandchildren. Vince lives in Niagara Falls, the Romance Capital of the World, and he doesn’t even date!

Diana joins the Moms on Missions (“MOM”), who strive to better the lives of their clients’ kids. MOM installs Vince’s fantasy girl upstairs in the duplex where he lives.

Their pick for Vince is sick of dancing to her mother’s tune, so she certainly won’t admit she finds her sensitive, playful neighbour sexy. However, she’d love to make him her pseudo-boyfriend to get MOM off her back.

Will these young rebels come together organically, or is there no hope for their moms?

“Fuck you!” Drum Boy slams Mrs. P.’s door in his superintendent’s face.

Vince stares open-mouthed at the door in front of him, then turns on the landing to find Paeng at the foot of the stairs, dressed for bed, with no glasses. Steaming, Vince tromps back down the stairs, in time to hear the drumming start again. “What a nerve this guy’s got! Little shit.” Now Drum Boy is singing, too. Badly. Vince stops, wondering whether to turn around and march back up there to rattle his teeth.

Instead, he stomps back into his unit, Paeng at his back, and calls Damon.

“Vince, hey, how’s it hangin’?” Damon asks cheerfully. “Want to hit The Hill for a few beers? I’m dying to get out for a bit.”

“No. Do you hear this?” Vince holds up his phone to the ceiling, hoping it picks up the noise.

Boom boom chuck budda boom boom chuck budda “I don’t need a frickin’ girlfriend!” Boom boom chuck budda boom boom chuck . . . “My neighbour is an asshole!”“What is that?” Damon asks stupidly.

“It’s your new tenant,” Vince growls. “He drums twenty-four seven. I have explained this to you, Damon. Twice. The last time Paeng and I had two minutes’ peace was the day before he moved in. I am losing it, man. I’m going to go postal soon. If I do, you are going to have to explain why to our mothers, and you are going to have to comfort them both while I’m getting corn-holed in Kingston Pen for capping the little bastard, capisce?”

“Whoa-ho-ho, there Vince! Did you say there’s a guy living up there? It was supposed to be Mrs. Maggione’s friend Gloria’s daughter, Mary. She’s gor—” Damon checks himself, and Vince scowls. “Um, I mean uh . . . Trudy?” he calls to his wife. “Get me another beer!”

Vince counts to ten. “Did Moms on Missions set this up?” There is silence for a couple beats. From Damon, not Drum Boy. The noise from above is as obnoxious as ever.

Damon sighs. “Yeah, you know it. I didn’t even meet the Chiclet.”

“No, no, it’s a guy! And the name on the mailbox says D. Darren, not M. diGiordano. Why didn’t you come to check out the tenant?”

“My mother wouldn’t put a crackhead in there, ya know?”

“And a drummer makes a better tenant because . . .”

Don’t be fooled by the seeming tranquility, Jess is scheming. There are a lot of characters in her head and all of them are yelling for attention.

She edits for professional authors and is always tutoring somebody. She got her start six years ago, in fan fiction, and is proud of it.

Four great kids, one husband *coughbiggestkidofallcough* and two dogs ensure that the house is always messy. The garden’s overflowing with blooms, but weedy. The grass always needs cutting, provided it’s not buried beneath snow. She lives in Canada, eh? The dogs are walked, the kids get fed, the hubbs hasn’t killed anybody yet, the books Jess reads she reviews, and somehow, the people in her head manage to make it into stories. Occasionally, she embarrasses her kids by doing Zumba in front of their friends. It’s just how she rolls.

Come join her quest for world domination at http://www.jessmollybrownauthor.com

 

 

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