Showing posts with label Nicole Archer. Show all posts
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My love for the first book in this series kind of took me by surprise. It was not at all what I was expecting it to be and I really enjoyed every word of it so when the beautiful Nicole Archer offered me this ARC I jumped around like a crazy idiot for a minute before I begged for my copy to be sent to my kindle.

Now maybe I was a bit of an idiot because I had no idea who it featured and what it was about only this massive sense of excitement to start reading and so I did. I realised pretty quickly it was about Callie’s sister. Now this is one time that my gold fish memory helped me out because I only vaguely remembered her.

From the first page I loved Effie. She was such a free spirit and so full of life despite the life that she led. When F-Bomb  and Elvis have a chance meeting they instantly hit it off. And they bond over their missed childhood.

Watching them getting to know each other and fall in love was pretty damn awesome. Like I said from the first page I fell in love with Effie but I really did feel like I was Alice down the rabbit hole. I fell into this story so hard and having to pull myself back to reality while I was reading was almost a painful experience.

This book had everything I could want in a romance novel. I went through a full range of emotions and one minute I would be laughing out loud only to find myself with tears streaming down my face the next. The secondary characters in this story were as interesting as the main characters and I was completely invested in every word.

I can’t recommend this book more. But be warned it is completely addicting so be prepared to miss a bit of sleep.


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Road-Tripped

by Nicole Archer
 Ad Agency Series #1  
Publication Date: August 1, 2016  
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy 


RoadTripped


What’s worse than losing everything? Try driving a phallic-shaped RV across the country with a vile womanizing coworker.

Copywriter Callie Murphy has a bad attitude, a vicious tongue, and a serious aversion to Shimura Advertising’s resident manwhore, Walker Rhodes. Know where he can stick his good looks and Southern charm? She can think of a few creative places. Avoiding him wouldn’t be a problem, except her boss threatens to fire her if she doesn’t go along with him on their RV client’s cross-country tour.

Burnt-out art director, Walker, is sick of his job, tired of women, and in a big old creative rut. The upcoming client road trip is just what he needs to shake things up and rediscover his lost passion. But his plans go south when his partner drops out at the last minute, and Callie, the foul-mouthed tiny terror, takes her place. Unless he can find a way to thaw his icy coworker, he’s looking at two month’s of pure hell.

On the road, they experience one hilarious misadventure after another and soon find themselves on a life-changing journey. But when their paths veer off in different directions, will they hit a dead end?


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Excerpt

 A dissecting blue glare hit him. He groaned. “Christ, now what?”

“Out of curiosity? Do you come on to every woman you meet?”

He draped an arm over the back of the booth. “Aw, Bluebell, are you jealous of that sweet waitress?”

“Oh, yeah,” she said, examining her fingernails. “Horribly.”

“I was just being friendly is all. Not that you’d know what that is.”

“Friendly?” She rubbed her chin. “Is that the hillbilly translation for acting like a dick?”

Getting all bent out of shape wouldn’t do him any good—that’d just give her more ammunition. He needed to stay calm or at least appear to be calm. He stretched his legs in the aisle and put his hands behind his head. “I know it’s difficult, Bluebell, but try to focus on something besides my dick.”

“It’s hard when it’s over six feet and spewing bullshit.”

“Oh, it’s hard and spewing all right.”

With a loud exaggerated sigh, she stuck the menu in front of her face, cutting off eye contact, as well as his awesome retort.

After a peaceful few minutes of Callie shutting her pie hole, the waitress returned for their order. “Tell me about the Intercourse special, pretty girl.” He dialed up the Cheese-a-Tron 3000 for his coworker’s benefit. Poppy chattered on about the amazing steak until his ears bled.

“Perfect, darlin.’ We’ll have two of those. Medium rare.” He handed the menu back. “Can’t wait to see what you have for dessert.” He winked. It was kind of an asshole thing to do, leading her on, but pissing off Callie gave him such a perverse thrill.

An ice cube hit him in the head. “Ow!” He rubbed his head. “Are you insane? Do I need to hide sharp objects from you?”

“Did you just fucking order for me?”

“Thought you could use a nice big piece of meat. Not sure how you’re gonna eat it though with that filthy mouth of yours.”

She gripped the table. “Ever consider I was a vegetarian.”

Of course she was. “No wonder you’re so violent.”

Bogus laughter roared out. Eventually, she stopped and wiped fake tears from her eyes with both middle fingers. “God, you’re funny.”

They narrowed their eyes and glared at each other. Heat surged through him. What was it about that little hellcat that made him want her so bad? Clearly, she hated him.

In view of that, he gathered his scattered wits and headed for the jukebox. “Evil Woman” blasted from blown-out speakers by the bar a moment later. Chuckling, he hurried back to the table to see if the devil had heard her theme song playing. Unfortunately, Poppy showed up right then, bearing juicy steaks and a flirty smile.

“Thanks, beautiful,” he said. “Bet they’re as delicious as you are.”

Callie snorted. “Un-fucking-believable.”

Poppy frowned and dragged her feet back to the bar.

“Something funny, Bluebell?”

“What the fuck! Why do you keep calling me that?”

“’Cause of those great big blue eyes of yours.” He grinned. “And because you’re so dainty and sweet, just like a bluebell blossom.” The truth? He’d come up with the nickname at the Liberty Bell because her ball busting had given him the blues.

“Cute. I have a pet name for you too, but since you don’t like potty language . . .” She sliced off a piece of steak and stuck it in her mouth.

“Hold on, I thought you were a vegetarian?”

She swallowed and said, “No. I’m a don’t-tell-me-what-to-do-atarian.”

 

About Nicole Archer

Nicole Archer’s lengthy career as an advertising copywriter not only polished her writing skills—it provided a lifetime of book material. Many months her book purchases are as high as her mortgage. As a full-time, working single mom of a beautiful, time to do much else, but work, write, read, drink wine, and breathe. She believes the best books make you laugh, cry and orgasm. In real life, she lives in Dallas, Texas, but she’d rather live in Switzerland.




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When I first read the blurb for this book I thought I would like it, enemies to lovers with a road trip thrown in sounded like a lot of shits and giggles. I had been reading a few highly emotional books and I figured this would be a nice change of pace.

So I dove in and then I had to stop and check the blurb again. I seemed to be reading the wrong book and I thought my goldfish memory had struck and I had mixed up books. I mean sure there was some humour and I loved the stoner boss and his team bonding exercises but I wasn’t getting anything like I expected.


There was so much emotion and I will be honest initially I didn’t want that so I took a bit to get into the book. But the writing was so good and the characters were captivating enough that I had to know why they were how they were and see when the mounting sexual tension was going to boil over.

Then I spent a few hours playing chauffeur to the kids reading a page here and there and I was even more intrigued to see how this was all going to happen that I ended up not being able to put the book down until the last page at 2am this morning.

This is one of those times that I am so glad I didn’t get what I wanted because I got so much more. I got so many laughs, they just weren’t the cheap ones I expected, but the way Nicole manipulated my emotions was truly masterful.

There’s a few things personally I would have liked to see added on at the end but despite the lack of vengeance I still really loved this story. It’s a kick arse debut novel and I will be watching out for more of Nicole’s work in the future.



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