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Forty-something Gracelyn Glock is living
the dream.
No husband.
No retirement plan.
And since her self-imposed man-ban—no need to shave above
her knees.
After a tragic accident, Gracelyn inherits
her ten-year-old nephew. She signs a lease on a San Diego beach house and learns their neighbors for
the summer are a sexy anatomy professor and his young daughter.
Professor Nathaniel Hunt has spent the
last decade being a single dad . . . and not having sex.
So when he discovers Gracelyn has a
peculiar outdoor stripping ritual, a million inappropriate thoughts fill his responsible mind.
When kisses are stolen, man-bans are
broken, and summer comes to an end, will hearts stay in one piece and hope stay alive? Or will saying
goodbye destroy everything?
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Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie
with a quirky sense of humor.
With 10 years of flossing lectures under
her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three
awesome boys and manage the family business.
After her best friend of nearly 30 years
suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and
three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA
writing.
When she’s not donning her cape and
saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing
with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking,
panty-scorching novels.
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To my siblings, Jane was a friend. A pseudo-sister, the girl we grew up with.
To me? She was everything.
Our passion consumed us.
When our world fell apart, I thought our love would be the thing that held us together.
She was the love of my life. But she abandoned me when I needed her most.
And I’ll never forgive her.
For years I’ve been planning my revenge against the people who took everything from me.
Jane won’t be an exception. I’m coming for her.
She knows it.
She says she wants to help me serve my version of justice on the people who hurt me.
I’ll let her.
She probably thinks it will save her from me.
It won’t.
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This is a good book. Black Tangled Heart is a stand alone book by Samantha Young. This is Jane and Jamie's story. I can't say too much about the plot, but I'll tell you what I can. As a young girl, Jane meets her best friend, Lorna, and they become as close as sisters. Lorna's older brother is Jamie. Over the years, Jane becomes a member of their family and Jamie becomes her first love. But their young love is plagued by heartache and the couple is ripped apart. Years later, only a thirst for revenge can bring them back together. Can their love overcome betrayal and grief to conquer their past? Jamie and Jane's love story will tear you apart and put you back together again.
This story and the writing were very good and interesting. As I said, this is a good book. I can see that objectively, but there was a lot of angst and heartache. It was all a bit intense for me. I am just a little wimpy when it comes to lots of angst, sometimes. There were many heavy moments, but I wished for a few lighter moments as a balance. This book is full throttle drama right up until the very end. The resolution doesn't come until the last few pages. I really wanted to see the couple happy sometimes, especially in the resolution. But, overall, I liked Jamie and Jane. Their love was strong and they were true survivors. I felt bad for everything they had been through. When they reunited, Jamie is cruel and bitter at times, which hurt Jane. I felt really bad for her and that it was a bit much. But I liked that he made up for it and grew as a person throughout the book. I was glad that they overcame all of their troubles and came out together stronger in the end.
This book was gripping and unputdownable. It really put me through the wringer. If you are an angst lover, you will probably love this book. Still, I am glad I read this book and very happy that Jane and Jamie got the happy ending they deserved.
Excerpt:
I stared dully at my painting. My creative mood had left the building, under the weight of the many questions going around and around in my head. Adrenaline made it hard for me to sit still. Cursing Jamie under my breath, I grabbed my laundry basket and headed toward the front door. Peering through the peephole, I double-checked his door was shut before I left my apartment. Glowering at his door as I passed, I hurried downstairs. How the hell had he maneuvered himself into my building? And why?
To my gratitude, the laundry room was empty as I crashed around inside it. I hauled out my stash of detergent and softener from my allocated locker and started separating my whites. That rat bastard. My heart raced, sweat gathered under my arms, and it agitated me. An encounter with Jamie was the equivalent of fifteen shots of caffeine.
And I hated that he knew I was lying to Asher. Something he could easily hold over my head.
“You are a very angry laundry doer.”
Jamie’s deep, rich voice startled me. Trying to control my breathing, I glared over at him standing in the doorway. Arms and ankles crossed as he leaned casually against the jamb. He wore a T-shirt and jeans. Nothing had changed there.
He was still the sexiest man I’d ever seen.
God, I hate him.
“What the hell are you doing in this building?” I turned my back on him, marching over to the stacked washers and dryers.
“I had no idea you lived here,” he lied, his voice growing closer as he crossed the room toward me.
Attempting not to react physically, to not hunch my shoulders in tension, I stared unseeing at the machines. What was I in the middle of doing again?
“What a surprise to find out you’re my neighbor.”
I snorted in disbelief and turned around, shocked to find him already in my personal space. “Liar.” I dragged my gaze insolently down his body and back up. “Move away. And I mean that in more ways than one.”
“Oh, does my presence bother you?” His wicked smile caused somersaults in my belly.
“What are you doing here?” I ignored his proximity. Okay, I tried to ignore his proximity.
In answer, he stepped into me and I stumbled against the machines at my back. Jamie pressed the palms of his hands on the dryer, caging me in. My breath caught and held as his scent flooded me. That dark, earthy scent was enticing, and my body betrayed my emotions.
Feeling panic rise, I pushed at his chest, but he wouldn’t budge. “Jamie?”
Those ocean eyes wandered over my face, cold, calculating. “He doesn’t know who I am. You haven’t told him.”
I lowered my hands. Touching him was even more discombobulating. “No.”
He bent his head toward mine until our noses almost touched. I sucked in a breath. “I wonder why you’re keeping it from him?”
Determined not to let him see how much he affected me, I glared up at him. He’d only have to touch me, hold my hand, to realize I was trembling. His face was so familiar. His lips were lips I’d thought I’d kiss for the rest of my life. Why did the pain of it never dull? Why did it still feel like a shard of glass through my chest? “Did you leak those tapes of Foster Steadman to Asher’s mom?”
Something menacing flashed in his eyes before he banked it. “And if I did?”
“Are you being smart, Jamie?”
“Are you asking out of concern for me or for your billionaire boy toy?”
“Jamie.”
“Never mind. I don’t care.” The bastard dipped his nose to my throat, and I tensed against the stacked machines. He inhaled, his nose brushing my skin, and my fingers bit into the washer behind me. “You smell different,” he whispered, lifting his head to my ear. “Expensive perfume. You’ve come up in the world.”
I felt his breath caress my skin seconds before his teeth touched my earlobe. Gasping, I instinctively pushed my palms against his stomach as he bit down hard, causing a flush of heat between my legs.
With a dark chuckle, Jamie released my ear after one last nibble and whispered, “Is he the jealous type, Jane?”
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Samantha Young is a New York Times and #1 International bestselling author from Stirlingshire, Scotland. On Dublin Street was Samantha's first adult contemporary romance series and has sold in thirty countries. She has since published over thirteen romance titles including the New York Times Bestsellers Into the Deep, Hero, and her most recent contemporary romance Fight or Flight. When writing Adult Paranormal romance she writes under the pen name S. Young.
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My name is Ryan Kingston, and
I’m a rule follower. I’ve never been in a fistfight. I always obey the speed limit. I don’t get drunk,
and I definitely don’t pick up random women at bars.
Except the night I found out that
my whole existence has been a lie.
I got drunk. And picked up a
stranger.
Her name was Queenie, and she
was everything I’m not: reckless, impulsive, and chaotic. We did shots and traded secrets. And
ended up naked at my place.
She left me a thank-you note in
the morning and her panties as a parting gift. But no way to contact her.
Six weeks later I’m sitting in the
first official team meeting of the season, and there she is. I neglected to mention that I’m the
goalie for Seattle’s NHL team.
And Queenie? Turns out she’s
the general manager’s daughter.
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“You think our GM got himself an assistant?”I follow his gaze to the front of the room. Standing at the desk
with her back to us, arranging papers, is a woman with wavy chestnut hair that nearly reaches
her waist. “Maybe an intern?”She’s wearing a navy dress that conforms to her very feminine
form. I trace the dip of her waist and the curve of her hip, skimming down to where the hem of
her dress hits the bend in her knee. Her calves are bare, athletic, and toned, and her heels
boast a little bow on the back. Classy, yet sexy. “Possibly.”“I hope the eye candy is gonna be permanent,” someone at the
table behind us says, loud enough for everyone close by to hear. “I wouldn’t mind if she helped me with my jockstrap,” one of the
other guys chimes in, eliciting a loud chuckle from the rest of the table. I glance over my shoulder and pin them with an unimpressed
glare. I recognize Foley from Tampa, and Dickerson is an LA trade. They’re notorious
womanizers. “Watch your mouth and have some respect. That’s someone’s daughter.”“Take it easy, King. It’s not like we’d actually say that to her
face,” Foley says. I don’t have an opportunity to reprimand him further because
the GM, Jake Masterson, and our head coach, Alex Waters, enter the room through the side
door. The GM crosses over to the woman, whose back is still turned to us, and he gives her a
smile that seems . . . overly warm. He leans in and squeezes her shoulder as he says
something with his mouth close to her ear. “Maybe she’s not his assistant. Maybe she’s his new
girlfriend, ’cause that looks pretty damn friendly to me.” Bishop jams a sausage link into his
mouth. “Maybe,” I agree. She turns slightly, giving me a glimpse of her profile. Her
cheeks are flushed pink. I blink a couple of times, because she seems incredibly familiar.
“I think I know her,” I mumble, more to myself than to Bishop.
“Not as well as our GM does, by the look of things.” It hits me like a puck in the chest without pads on. I do know
her. Queenie. My one-night stand who bailed the next morning and left a Post-it and panties hanging
from my doorknob. Destroyed
panties. “Oh God.”Did I sleep with the GM’s girlfriend? Memories come barreling into my brain, and I want to sink into the
floor. My behavior that night was highly atypical. Everything about that night was. I chalked it
up to the alcohol, the family drama, and the fact that she seemed to be a very eager and willing
participant in our adventures. Do not think about the
things you did to her.I’d be lying if I said I haven’t thought about Queenie and our
night together. I’ve even considered driving by the bar where we met, but I don’t know if she’s
likely to show up there. And it’s not as if I can ask the bartender about her without looking like a
creep. Besides, if she wanted me to have her number, she would’ve left it. “Are you okay? You look like you’re about to hurl,” Bishop asks.
I cover my mouth with my palm, not because I’m going to be ill
but to hide the fact that it’s hanging open and I can’t seem to close it. Although my stomach is
starting to do those awful somersaults that will soon turn into full-on nausea. The kind I used to
get when I’d first hit the ice for a game. This is bad. Really bad. I’ve never had a one-night stand
before. I’ve always been in committed relationships, and I prefer to get to know my bed partners
before they actually get into bed with me. Teen pregnancy was pretty common where I grew up
in Tennessee, because there wasn’t much else to do apart from playing sports or getting into
trouble with drugs and alcohol—my brother, Gerald, went the latter route. I obviously fit into the
sports category. By the time I became a teenager, my parents had finally learned their lesson. It
was drilled into me to never become that kind of statistic, or to turn my girlfriend into a mom
before she was ready to take on more than senior-level algebra. Ironic how my actual mother would’ve been one of those girls
had my grandparents not made the choices they had. “King?” Bishop nudges me. “You’re staring, man.”Jake whistles with his fingers, causing the woman beside him
to cringe but then quickly school her expression into an uncertain smile. “Who’s ready for a new
season?”He’s rewarded with a chorus of cheers from the players. Waters
stands off to the side, clapping enthusiastically. He generally runs all team meetings, but Jake is
a hands-on GM, so he always manages first meeting intros before he hands it over to our
coach.Jake waits for everyone to settle down and take their seats
before he continues. “Gentlemen, I’d like to introduce you to my personal assistant, Queenie.”
He throws his arm over her shoulder and pulls her into his side. A hot spike of anger rushes down my spine—it’s a foreign
feeling. I’m usually very level headed. But not right now. It’s obvious by the way Jake and
Queenie interact that there’s a relationship there. Is
she a cheater? Did she make me one? There’s a
definite age gap. He’s young for a GM, but he’s in his forties, and I’m pretty sure she’s in her
mid twenties. “She also happens to be my daughter, so don’t get any ideas,
boys.” He somehow manages to wink and glare at the same time. And it just went from bad to worse. My one-night stand isn’t my GM’s girlfriend; she’s his
daughter.
Review:
3.5-3.75 stars
***
This was a pretty good book. Queenie is the daughter of the general manager of a pro hockey team. She recently lost her job and is forced to move into her dad's guest house and get a job as his assistant. Ryan Kingston is a pro hockey player on the team. He and Queenie meet at a bar and don't know who each other are. They trade secrets with each other and get rip roaring drunk. They have a sloppy makeout session before passing out. They are shocked to later meet again at work. As they are forced to spend time together, they find a continued attraction, which leads to a relationship. They have a lot of drama and baggage to get through but eventually they get an HEA.
I liked this story. It was interesting and held my attention. But I will say I didn't connect as much with this book as I did with the others in this series. Queenie and Kingston were pretty good characters, but not my favorites by Ms. Hunting. I just found Kingston a little too odd. He always wore the same clothes - a white polo shirt and khakis. He was stammering and embarrassed around Queenie for much of the book. He did turn more alpha in the bedroom, but he was just one of those guys that's a little too nice, otherwise. He was a "boy scout" of a guy, perfectly nice and supportive. On the other hand, Queenie was a bit of mess. Her personal life and her home were often a disaster. I didn't feel a ton of chemistry between them, but I did eventually feel the love and sweetness between them. This book is full of drama from outside forces. Both of them had ex-BF/ex-GF drama. There is drama in the press. Both of them had mommy issues and Queenie had daddy drama. She also had past relationship baggage to get over before she could move on with Kingston. It was just a bit much all in one book. Still, I liked the book in general. There was a good story and good writing. Queenie and Kingston had some sweet, funny and sexy moments. I was glad that they weathered their problems and came out stronger together. I was happy with where they ended up by the end of the book. They were happy and in love.
Overall, this was a good book, if not my favorite in the series. I liked Queenie and Kingston's relationship progression. I also enjoyed the glimpses of other characters from the series. I look forward to more from Ms. Hunting in the future!
About Helena Hunting New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts
of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She's writes
contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.
Black Tangled Heart by Samantha Young is Now Available!
"Readers are in for a thrilling and emotional ride with this one! The storyline
is engrossing, the characters are complex, and the chemistry is off-the-charts palpable. It's my favorite book by Samantha Young to date." -- K.A. Tucker, international bestselling author of The Simple Wild
To my siblings, Jane was a friend. A pseudo-sister, the girl we grew up with.
To me? She was everything.
Our passion consumed us.
When our world fell apart, I thought our love would be the thing that held us together.
She was the love of my life. But she abandoned me when I needed her most.
And I’ll never forgive her.
For years I’ve been planning my revenge against the people who took everything from me.
Jane won’t be an exception. I’m coming for her.
She knows it.
She says she wants to help me serve my version of justice on the people who hurt me.
I’ll let her.
She probably thinks it will save her from me.
It won’t.
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This is a good book. Black Tangled Heart is a stand alone book by Samantha Young. This is Jane and Jamie's story. I can't say too much about the plot, but I'll tell you what I can. As a young girl, Jane meets her best friend, Lorna, and they become as close as sisters. Lorna's older brother is Jamie. Over the years, Jane becomes a member of their family and Jamie becomes her first love. But their young love is plagued by heartache and the couple is ripped apart. Years later, only a thirst for revenge can bring them back together. Can their love overcome betrayal and grief to conquer their past? Jamie and Jane's love story will tear you apart and put you back together again.
This story and the writing were very good and interesting. As I said, this is a good book. I can see that objectively, but there was a lot of angst and heartache. It was all a bit intense for me. I am just a little wimpy when it comes to lots of angst, sometimes. There were many heavy moments, but I wished for a few lighter moments as a balance. This book is full throttle drama right up until the very end. The resolution doesn't come until the last few pages. I really wanted to see the couple happy sometimes, especially in the resolution. But, overall, I liked Jamie and Jane. Their love was strong and they were true survivors. I felt bad for everything they had been through. When they reunited, Jamie is cruel and bitter at times, which hurt Jane. I felt really bad for her and that it was a bit much. But I liked that he made up for it and grew as a person throughout the book. I was glad that they overcame all of their troubles and came out together stronger in the end.
This book was gripping and unputdownable. It really put me through the wringer. If you are an angst lover, you will probably love this book. Still, I am glad I read this book and very happy that Jane and Jamie got the happy ending they deserved.
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