Blurb: Mr. Hottie Pants isn’t the cover model Miranda assumed he was…
Miranda Rose lives for writing passionate, heart-wrenching romances. Unfortunately…there aren’t many readers that live for her books.
So every night, Miranda distracts herself from bad reviews by drunk-trolling her arch nemesis, writer Charlie Shivers, online. That click-baiting, dinosaur-smut peddler wouldn’t know real literature if it mounted him from behind!
Then, at her favorite romance writing conference, Miranda meets the world’s hottest guy and finds a new–ahem, sexier–way of distracting herself (and plenty of new material for her novels).
Except Mr. Hottie Pants isn’t the cover model she’d presumed—he’s her archenemy in the (naked) flesh, Charlie Shivers! To her surprise, sleeping with the enemy is kind of hot.
But when she finds herself falling for the upstart hack of a novelist, she’s pretty sure there’s no way in hell that she’ll make it out on top.
Review: Blurb sounds good right?!?! Hmph.This was supposed to be a romantic comedy, I didn’t laugh. I actually rolled my eyes; often. The comedy felt forced a bit and if I never hear another from of “BRO” in my life, it would be much appreciated.
There’s really no way to spoil this since the blurb tells it all so I read it for the comic relief. Unfortunately, I didn’t find much except that I must admit, I did read one of those awful novels that Charlie writes. I must admit, that like Miranda, I am trying to figure out how these people sell books. Anyway, Miranda was a whiny pain in the tukkas, Charlie was hot and the bros were annoying. 2 stars for this one folks…read at your own risk.