Genres: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
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It’s easy to stop believing in happily ever afters when the man you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with abandons you right before your wedding day. After that disastrous event I decided that commitment was for suckers. I was young, successful, and in the prime of my life.
I didn’t need a man to make me happy.
Then an unexpected blast from the past came waltzing into my studio and decided I was a challenge he was more than willing to accept. The only problem is that he doesn’t remember he’s met me before.
He’s the ultimate playboy, determined to stop at nothing until he entices the hell out of me. But if Caleb McMannus thinks he can lure me in with his sinful looks and silver tongue, then he’s… probably right.
Enticing Daphne is a technically a Standalone but it comes on the heels of two previous books featuring Daphne’s friends. This Romantic Comedy was a funny and fast paced read, with secondary characters that are constantly meddling in each other’s business, in the most loving way, and it makes for some hilarious situations. As any good story goes there are a few moments of angst and conflict that adds to it. So if you’re in the mood for a sexy and fun romance, look no further, this story is delightful!
Poor Daphne King! She broke up with her fiancé, and her mother, on the same day. She kind of had to, after walking in on them in bed together, days before their wedding. Her relationship with her mother had always been a little strange, she’d always acted more like one of Daphne’s peers and less like a parent, so this was just the icing on the cake. Luckily for Daphne she had some amazing friends that loved and supported her. The tight group went on to be founding members of the All Guys Are Assholes club and until recently had firmly believed in it. Well, Daphne was still in the club, she was staying true to her belief that HEA didn’t exist, even if her friends were currently on the fence about it.
“True love didn’t exist.
Well, maybe it did, but not without consequences. And I’d been bitten by that particularly poisonous snake once already. I wasn’t about to let it strike again.
I gave up on finding Mr. Right and started concentration on finding Mr. Right Now.”
Case in point: Daphne has the best one-night stand of her life, with a handsome man she met in a bar, without exchanging names or phone numbers and had no regrets about it. Until she sees him, two and a half months later where she works, and finds out he’s now part of the new management that took over the company. And that his name is Caleb. Oh, and he doesn’t recognize her.
“What the hell just happened?”
“Seems to me you just got blown off by the insanely hot Daphne King. What’d you do, bang her and forget to call her the next day or something?”
“What? Of course not! I’d remember someone like h—“
“Holy shit, you totally forgot her didn’t you? You forgot having sex with Daphne King? Jeez, man, are you crazy? That woman’s like God’s gift to the universe.”
Caleb isn’t really the manwhore Daphne thinks he is, he just had his own traumatic experience with his own dysfunctional parents and their toxic relationship, and as a result had sworn off relationships and commitment. They just didn’t exist, as far as he was concerned. This is where the story takes off and we’re pulled along for the ride. So sit back and enjoy, it’s a fun one!
Enticing Daphne by Jessica Prince Release Date: January 10th, 2018
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Google was quickly becoming the bane of my existence.
What had started as curiosity about Caleb McMannus had blossomed into a full-blown obsession. Once you Googled, there was no going back. I was disgusted with myself.
Not only because it seemed I’d banged a guy whose dick had already been in half the female population of the United States, but also because I couldn’t stop thinking about the stupid man-whore. It was a sickness. A gross, disappointing sickness that I’d spent weeks trying to cure myself of to no avail.
Each gossip column of his sexcapades, each picture of him in a compromising position—and there were many, all of them with a different woman—was cringe-worthy. But I couldn’t stop myself from searching them out.
What was worse, I couldn’t stop thinking about our night together. It had been the most intense, toe-curling experience of my life. And even though I pretty much hated him for forgetting about me, I wanted it again.
Damn my needy, traitorous vagina!
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