Monday, November 10, 2014

[Pat's Review]: "Hollywood on Tap" + Giveaway!


WELCOME TO THE BLOG, AVERY! :) 





Avery Flynn has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip.

She fell in love with romance while reading Johanna Lindsey’s Mallory books. It wasn’t long before Avery had read through all the romance offerings at her local library. Needing a romance fix, she turned to Harlequin’s four books a month home delivery service to ease the withdrawal symptoms. That worked for a short time, but it wasn’t long before the local book stores’ staffs knew her by name.


Avery was a reader before she was a writer and hopes to always be both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are as good with a quip as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her heroines are feisty, fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know how to stand on their own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.




Where to Find Avery:




Hollywood on Tap by Avery Flynn
Publisher: Avery Flynn (November 3, 2014)
Series: Sweet Salvation Brewery, 2
Genre: Contemporary Romance

For years, Sean O’Dell has hidden his past as a Hollywood heartthrob from everyone at the Sweet Salvation Brewery. However, the arrival of nosey efficiency expert Natalie Sweet threatens the status quo. It doesn’t help that with her glasses, buttoned-up sweaters and always pulled-back hair that she’s uncovered one secret already: His attraction for hot librarian types. 

Natalie has had enough of the strong-and-silent Sean submarining her efforts to change the brewery for the better. She’s ready to do whatever it takes to make her vision a reality, even if that means taking down the pig-headed and too-hot-for-his-own-good brewmaster. 

Sizzling attraction battles stubborn determination as Natalie and Sean go head to head in a battle that’s anything but business as usual.



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Reviews of Flynn's Previous Books:

Enemies on Tap (#1) -- Pat

This Year's Black (#2) -- Pat



Pat's Review:

This novel has all my favorite things, laughter, suspense, opposites attract, and romance!  This second in the Salvation Brewery Series is a winner.


Natalie Sweet, middle sister in the Sweet triplets, has come to help Miranda after a desperate call. The brewery needs organizing, and Natalie is the sister to do it.  She has power points, numbers and an ever present clipboard to make her ideas understandable. Unfortunately not what the Brewmaster Sean O'Dell agrees with. He hides from her and her clipboard every day hoping to escape her ideas. "As if the craft and creativity of making beer could be distilled down to numbers on a spread sheet."  After guiltily finding her in the cooler, freezing, knowing it is one of his hiding places he gives up. She dresses in sweater sets and proper skirts and Sean suddenly realizes he has a strange attraction to the librarian look. He is trying to escape a Hollywood past he disappeared from four years ago. All of a sudden someone is looking for him, or the man he used to be. Troublesome seemingly random accidents are starting to occur, until one almost becomes deadly.  This unlikely pair have joined forces to figure it out; I might add the joining forces is hot!


Ms. Flynn's writing is sharp, the characters are delightful and the little bit of intrigue spices up the story.  Looking forward to more stories from Salvation Brewery.


5 STARS! 


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Pat received an e-ARC of this book from the author, via the tour host, in exchange for her honest opinion.

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Hollywood on Tap by Avery Flynn
Excerpt


All Sean wanted to do was get lost in Natalie. Hed carry her upstairs to his kingsize bed, lay her down in the middle of his sheets, and lick every inch of her until she broke apart in his arms and cried out for mercy. Then hed make her do it again.

He sucked the juicy fullness of her bottom lip into his mouth, lightly raking his teeth across the
tender flesh. The woman hed too often thought of as a thorn in his side shivered in his arms. The need to touch her everywhere steamrolled over any objections. He brought his hands around front to the tiny buttons on her sweater.

Deepening the kiss, he slid his tongue into her welcoming mouth just as his fingers closed on the
button at the bottom of her cardigan and slipped it free. He followed the soft material north to the next fastened button, but shed beat him to it.

No,he whispered against her mouth.

Her hands stilled, but her chest heaved. Why?

Removing the button from her grasp, he slipped it through the hole. I have spent way too much time thinking about what it would be like to unbutton each one of these.

Not satisfied to remain a passive partner, she snuck her hands under his Tshirt. You think about
that, huh?

Every damn day.The woman had taken up residence in his thoughts the first day she arrived at
the brewery with her clipboard. He was beyond fighting the attraction.

Her touch against his abs was the best kind of torture, and the bulge pushing against his zipper
grew. How many times had he stroked himself while fantasizing about this exact moment? How many times had his balls tightened in anticipation? How many times had he finished alone but remained hungry for morefor the real thing? For only Natalie?

Three buttons down, two more to go. Torn between the release of going faster and the anticipation of taking it slow, he bought time by trailing his lips down the creamy column of her neck.
And does thinking about it make you hard? Her thumb, and only her thumb, rubbed up and
down the length of his zipper.

The contact destroyed and rebuilt him with every stroke. Like concrete.

Her lips rested against his earlobe, close enough that moisture from her breath evaporated against his overheated skin. Just because of a row of buttons?

No, because of what you keep hidden away from the world behind this conservative facade.The last button was all that remained.

What makes you think its an act?

Right now?He slipped the last button free. The small amount of blood not concentrated in his

dick pounded against his eardrums. A whole lotta hope.





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Thanks for the review, Pat! I really need to read this series; you've loved both books, and the quotes and excerpts I'm finding are only teasing me! 

Have you read Avery Flynn before?



Enjoy!


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