Y’all, I wanna stop & take a minute to tell y’all about an author who is near & dear to my heart.
She’s so beyond talented, and nicer than nice. I’m so effing blessed to call her a friend.
She can write the gut-wrenching feels like a boss.
She can make you double over with belly clenching laughter with the snap of her fingers.
She can make food puns like you wouldn’t believe.
Does she sound too good to be true?
Well, she isn’t.
Seriously, she’s a doll, and I’m so damn lucky to have her on my team.
In her own words, she is a Cajun girl with a big heart and a passion for romance. She married her high school sweetheart two months after graduation and her life has been a fairytale ever since. She’s the queen of her castle, reigning over five sons and one bossy little princess who has made it her mission in life to steal her Momma’s throne. When she’s not writing, you will find her hidden beneath mounds of laundry and piles of dirty dishes or locked in her tower (aka the bathroom) soaking in the tub with a good book. She’s always been an avid reader and has recently discovered a love for cultivating romantic stories of her own.
Now, lemme tell y’all about her books. For real, you need to know them.
Let’s start with Viv.
Like a cancer, it festers, slowly stealing your life bit by painful bit.
What do you do when you have betrayed the love of your life but he is no longer there to grant you forgiveness? How do you carry the weight of your gravest mistake knowing there is no way to atone for it?
I’ve made a terrible choice–one that can’t be undone.
Hiding this secret is eating me alive.
But if it ever came out?
If it were ever discovered?
It would destroy everything.
They say you always want what you can’t have.
From the moment I laid eyes on Vivienne Parker, I knew I was fighting a losing battle. I want to believe that I’m better than this–that I wouldn’t cross that line–but deep down, I know if I were ever given a chance, there’s no way in hell I’d refuse.
She’s my uncle’s wife, so why does it feel as if she is mine?
Vivienne’s Guit is that book you read when you need to cleanse your mind of all the other books. It’ll literally make you sob away any other characters lingering in your mind after ‘The End’. You’ll riot for the characters in this book. It’s that good.
Boomerangers [boo-muh-rang-ers] noun, informal: an adult that moves back home to live with a parent after a period of independence.
I love sex. I love the power, the intimacy, the euphoria it brings. Too bad I’m not having any . . . You’d think as New Orleans’ most renowned sex therapist that I’d be swimming in single men. In a way, I am . . . except for the fact that one is in diapers and the other two are drowning in preteen hormones. As a single mother of three, my days are devoted to my clients and my kids, and my nights are spent with Fabio, my trusty vibrator. When my world begins to unravel, I have no choice but to move back home. And when my high school sweetheart comes waltzing back into my life, comedy and chaos ensue.
What can I say? I never said I could pick ’em, but you can bet your ass I know how to fix ’em.
As soon as the ink dried on my divorce papers, I made myself a solemn vow: I was done with relationships. Moving home to take over my father’s firm was the plan, until Spencer decided to return, along with three souvenirs from the life she’s lived without me.
I’ve been in love with the girl next door for nearly all of my life; the rest was spent trying to forget her. I’d give almost anything for a second chance with her, but I have no time for distractions—especially the kind that involve diapers, bottles, and eighteen-year commitments.
The problem is, she’s already got me by the balls . . . and I’m beginning to feel the noose tightening around my heart.
Now, let’s talk about Boomerangers, which was actually my first HMO read. It’s LOL funny and has witty banter and dialogue to boot. Seriously, this book made her my hero. She took the feels and made them crazy funny. You’ll love every character in this book, especially Savage.
And last, but certainly not least, we have Food Fight, a book Heather co-authored with T.Torrest.
FOOD FIGHT is the first book in a new eroticomedy duology. Each book in the Strip Mall series contains two separate stories from the same universe. No cliffhangers… just a lot of laughs and some really hot sex!
BANANAS AND DONUTS: It’s a food fight of epic proportions when this not-so-sweet baker gets her hands on a gorgeous grocer’s goods.
BAGELS AND BRATS: A buff butcher bites off more than he can chew when he “meats” the vegan vixen next door.
*Intended for immature audiences 18+
So, let’s talk about Food Fight. This little gem is something she co-wrote with another lovely author (stalk her here) [& stalk them as a duo here]It’s some kind of special y’all. Yummy and funny and absolutely EVERYTHING an erotic comedy should be. No lie, I almost pee’d myself laughing. One click it here: