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Release Tour: How To Love by Susan Hawke

How To Love | Susan Hawke

 Lovestrong #8

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Release Date: March 26th, 2021

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Take one hurting guy recovering from scandal…

Two years ago, Hunter Riley was ghosted by his long-term boyfriend, then stuck with a ruined reputation when the town mistakenly thought he’d cheated on his ex… a man fighting breast cancer. These days, Hunter is happiest simply taking care of the sick kittens he fosters and rarely leaves his house.

Add one sunny man healing from loss…

Quinn Sullivan is alone in the world but doesn’t let it get him down. He dealt with the grief of losing the last piece of his family by looking to the future, finishing college, moving to a new town, and hitting reset on his life. An instant connection on a never-ending blind date has him ready to move in with Hunter and Quinn can’t see anything possibly ruining it.

To equal a pair who find even instalove requires time and patience.

Life can always catch you off guard, as Quinn discovers when child services arrives with an adorable angel—a piece of his lost twin he didn’t even know was out there—needing a family, needing… him. While Quinn is floundering with his parenting role, Hunter is left thinking he’s been ghosted again until Quinn comes up for air and sets things straight.

Can two guys who fell together so easily have what it takes to build a family?

This is the eighth and final book in the LOVESTRONG series about finding love and being yourself in a small town. Watch out for a three-year-old with an addiction to daytime TV, a diabetic kitten, and the worst wedding interruption ever. This is an MM romance full of all the fun, laughter, and sweet feels you’d want from an S. Hawke book.

Note: The book mentions the death of a sibling through suicide in the past, but no details are on page.

Catch up on the Lovestrong Series

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Excerpt

I pulled my attention back to Hunter, remembering our game. “Okay, I have another one for you. I slept with a teddy bear until I was twelve.”

He nodded solemnly. “Respect. I’ll take your teddy bear story and do you one better. I took my baby blanket to college with me.”

I chuckled at the idea of a college freshman carting around a baby blanket. “I call bullshit. Sorry, but there is no way.”

Smirking, Hunter held up a Boy Scout salute. “I swear, I totally did. My mom made it into a pillow. There were many long nights when I was homesick and would lie in bed hugging it. Next time you’re at my house, remind me, and I’ll show it to you.”

“I hope you know I’m going to remember. This one I have to see.” As the music stopped and the pastor began to speak, I lowered my voice. “Okay, this might be a little personal, but I have a good one for you. I only wear underwear with funny phrases printed on them.”

“Seriously? Like what kinds of things do your underwear say?” Was it my imagination, or was Hunter staring at my crotch? “And more importantly, why do you prefer silly underwear?”

Leaning back, I lifted a brow as imperiously as I could manage. When he started to laugh, I played it up, pressing a hand to my heart and pretending to be appalled. “Dude, are you judging my underwear choices? I mean, nobody would think twice if I said I liked to wear lacy drawers. Or if boxers made my heart sing. Hell, I know plenty of guys who wear nothing but jockstraps. Is it really so wrong I would want to wear funny underwear?”

Hunter rolled his eyes. “Don’t try to guilt me, Quinn. I have a sister, remember? I can play the guilt game all day. Now spill… tell me what your underwear says right now.”

“I mean, I could…” I stood, looking around to make sure nobody could see us. Yeah, we were far enough back, and the railing was so tall, I’d be hidden from view. Especially since we were sitting in the shadows. I swallowed nervously but played it off, glancing back at Hunter. “Or… I could show you?”

Hunter nodded decisively. The guy didn’t even take a second to think, immediately earning him several more points in my respect bank. “Yes, drop those pants. Show me what you’re hiding underneath to make me laugh.”

I’d already started loosening my belt, but I stopped when he spoke, choking on laughter. “Really? You’re going to tell a man to drop his pants so you can mock what he’s got covered up?”

He flashed me a playful wink. “Damn right I am. You started it, buster. Now drop trou.”

I let my pants fall around my ankles and lifted my dress shirt so he could get the full view. With one glance, he started guffawing so hard he nearly choked. My hot pink bikini briefs with the Eat at BJ’s Diner sign did look pretty great over my junk. He was laughing so hard tears streamed down his face, but he dropped to his knees and leaned in to read the fine print at the bottom of the sign.

He was so close, his warm breath fanned over my legs. My dick woke up, thickening and hardening in my underwear with every second he was down there. He read the words aloud. “Come and try our cream pie.” I waited for him to start chuckling again, but instead, he stroked my growing bulge. “I have another random fact nobody knows about me. I’ve always wanted to do a sexual act in an inappropriate public place.”

I couldn’t help but be charmed. Seriously, could this guy be any more perfect? Grinning down at him, I shook my head. “And to think I almost wore my rainbow-colored briefs with All Sass, No Ass printed on the butt. But I had a feeling these were the underwear to wear today, and apparently I was right. My mom was correct—always follow your gut and you won’t go wrong.”

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About the Author

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As an avid reader and big romance fan myself, I love sharing the stories of the different people who live in my imagination. My stories are filled with humor, a few tears, and the underlying message to not give up hope, even in the darkest of times, because life can change on a dime when you least expect it.

This theme comes from a lifetime of lessons learned on my own hard journey through the pains of poverty, the loss of more loved ones than I’d care to count, and the struggles of living through chronic illnesses. Life can be hard, but it can also be good! Through it all I’ve found that love, laughter, and family can make all the difference, and that’s what I try to bring to every tale I tell.

I’m a happily married mom with one snarky teenage boy, and three grown “kids of my heart.” I’m more widely known for my mpreg writings as Susi Hawke; this new name is a departure from that. Whether written by Susan or Susi, the books are filled with that all-important love, laughter, and family I mentioned; the only difference is that this name has no male pregnancy. I look forward to sharing my stories with you, and to bringing more romance and laughter into this world that needs it so very badly.

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A sweet romance between the sunshine and the grumpy one!

All Screwed Up EbookAll Screwed Up by Beth Bolden & Brittany Cournoyer

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I liked this collaboration between Beth Bolden and Brittany Cournoyer because it was a relatively low angst and very sweet romance featuring two of my fave character types – the grumpy one and the sunshine one.

It’s an interesting plot too, as the meet cute attraction awakening happens under less than pleasant circumstances when Griffin decides to take demolition into his own hands and really mucks it up.

David, his grumpy contractor, finds him in said circumstances and the spark fly even though they’re determined to fight the attraction as the house remodel continues.

Add in some cute kittens, an interfering best friend, annoying competition and lots of stubborn tempers, and you get a romance which does exactly what it says on the tin.

#ARC kindly received from the authors in return for an honest and unbiased review

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Release Blitz: A Long Way Back by Barbara Elsborg

A Long Way Back | Barbara Elsborg

Unfinished Business #2

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Release Date: October 2nd, 2020

Length: 110,000 words

Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/55229203-a-long-way-back

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A serious accident may have left Tay’s body broken, but he’s determined to live an independent life at any cost. Except he’s barely coping. Alone and isolated in London, his only solace comes from the pain numbing drugs he’s become addicted to.

Ink’s on the run. He keeps his head low, but London streets don’t feel safe. The only way to stay under the radar is to keep moving and not let anyone or anything get close. But the stray mutt that’s latched onto Ink has other ideas.

A chance encounter and Ink’s bungled attempt to free himself from his four-legged companion leads to the offer of a job as a live-in helper. Tay’s moody and difficult, but he’s also scared and vulnerable, and Ink finds himself saying yes when he should be saying no.

Can Tay and Ink find a clear path on the road towards true love, or will their broken lives prove to be one roadblock too many?

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HOW COULD EVERY PART OF your body hurt? Why was everything hurting? Tay tried to move, and crucified by pain, went under.

When awareness returned, so did pain, a sharp-toothed animal living inside him. One thought filtered through the agony before he slid into blissful oblivion. Where the hell am I?

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Was he sleeping now, caught up in a pain-free dream? Maybe the greedy animal inside him was resting or perhaps bewilderment had temporarily become the stronger foe. What the fuck is happening to me? Something wasn’t right, but he didn’t know what. Then pain came back, chomping at his body, eating him from the inside out, sparking every nerve ending, and he sank back to the bottom of the sea.

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“Please,” Jonty pleaded.

“I think my dad still uses it.”

“But it’s rusty.”

Tay looked at the wheelbarrow, then at Jonty’s eager twelve-year-old face and sighed. “Fine.”

They spent the rest of the first day of the summer holiday in the garage, taking apart his father’s wheelbarrow and Tay’s old bike. Or rather Tay did, while Jonty sat, making him laugh and drawing sketches of how he wanted the kite buggy to look. Tay had rolled his eyes when Jonty showed him a picture of a sparkly-blue buggy with giant wheels, a padded seat and dragon wings. Not something that would emerge from the pieces of metal Tay had in front of him.

In the end, Tay’s dad helped, welding the parts together, finding a seat from work and attaching it. Jonty had sprayed it—and the garage wall and his mother’s freezer and his dad’s golf shoes—with silver and blue paint, then they’d had to wait until the buggy was dry before they tried it out.

They hauled it to the beach first thing the next morning.

“You want to go first?” Tay asked as he got the kite airborne.

“No. You show me how to do it.”

Moments later, Tay was racing the buggy along the stretch of sand, steering with his feet, working the kite back and forth to give him more power and speed. He could hear Jonty whooping behind him. Tay whooped himself when he managed to turn without tipping over or letting the kite drop out of the sky, and he headed back towards Jonty. Once the kite was overhead, the buggy slowed and Tay came to a stop at Jonty’s side.

“Oh my God. That looks so much fun.”

“Swap places.”

Tay fastened Jonty to the kite and explained what to do. But before he’d told him how to stop, Jonty was off, zooming down the beach. Had he even registered how to turn? As Jonty continued past the point that Tay had changed direction, Tay decided he hadn’t, and ran after him.

Shit, how fast is he going? Tay’s heart leapt into his mouth as the buggy flew into the air and Jonty fell out. He was dragged for a little way over the sand before the kite fell, and when Tay realised Jonty wasn’t moving, he ran faster.

By the time he reached him, he was frantic. No helmet. Tay’s mother would be furious. Jonty didn’t have a mother to care and his dad probably wouldn’t give a shit but… Please let him be all right.

Tay threw himself onto the sand, his chest heaving. But as he leaned over, Jonty opened his eyes and grinned. “That was awesome.”

“You dick. I thought you were dead.”

“Did you see me fly? Better get a harness and a helmet. I don’t want anything happening to you. No one else will be my friend.”

Tay rolled onto his back, and laughed.

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About The Author

Barbara Elsborg lives in Kent in the south of England. She always wanted to be a spy, but having confessed to everyone without them even resorting to torture, she decided it was not for her. Vulcanology scorched her feet. A morbid fear of sharks put paid to marine biology. So instead, she spent several years successfully selling cyanide.

After dragging up two rotten, ungrateful children and frustrating her sexy, devoted, wonderful husband (who can now stop twisting her arm) she finally has time to conduct an affair with an electrifying plugged-in male, her laptop.
She writes stories about two guys, two guys and one woman, or one guy and one woman in most genres—contemporary, paranormal, sci fi and suspense. Her books feature bad, damaged men and quirky heroines, and she hopes they are as much fun to read as they are to write.

She loves hearing from readers and can be contacted at bjelsborg@gmail.com If you’d like to hear about future releases please ask to be put on her mailing list.

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