SQUEEEEEE!!!!

 

Today is my favorite type of day!

 

 

 

Today we're gazing at the gorgeous-ness that is MY TOTALLY UNFAIR DEAL!!! As always, Qamber Designs & Media knocked it out of the park and brought this story's vibe & feels to life. (Look at the cover model's EYES! OMG :-) )

 

Just so you know, this book is a SUPER FUN contemporary romance 

(with My Fair Lady and modern fairy tale vibes) and it features a witty, sexy, & charming hero who has no idea how to deal with the feisty woman who's about to turn his world upside down. 

 

Here's the official blurb: 

 

 

Eliza Hart doesn’t do heels, small talk, or sitting still—especially not for some uptight finance bro in a three-piece suit. But when her brother ropes her into a crash course in “ladylike behavior” to help land the deals that could save their crumbling family business, she finds herself stuck in Manhattan with the cockiest bastard on earth: Harrison Jones. Polished, smug, and irritatingly hot, Harrison owes her brother a favor—and apparently, that favor includes turning Eliza into Manhattan’s newest social darling.

 

But in between champagne toasts, disastrous dinner parties, and one very memorable wardrobe malfunction, their love-hate banter turns into heat neither of them can ignore. And in Harrison's sleek Manhattan penthouse, the only thing more dangerous than the high heels… is the sexual tension.

 

 

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Reminder: This is a LIVE LAUNCH. So, no preorder (and no date either). I will release it in a few weeks and start the countdown five days before! <3

 

 

F.L.Y. + See you this weekend with another update!

Whit

 

P.S. If you missed the Sneak Peek in my previous newsletter, check it out below. Also, be sure to pre-order Pretty Cruel Love & get ready for the first spicy & suspenseful podcast from Whimstery, 'Sincerely (Or, So I Thought) Yours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Once upon a time, in the cold and callous city of Manhattan, there was a so-called "heartless bastard" who became disillusioned with dating.

 

After struggling for far too long to find his "princess," he vowed to remain single and use his skills to help other men find their 'happily ever after' instead.

 

Spoiler alert: That bastard was (and still is) me, and the only thing I regret is not ending that chapter of my life a lot sooner.

 

No matter how hard I tried, every relationship devolved into a blame game, with me as the reigning villain. Every flaw became mine, and every shortcoming piled up like wreckage on my side of the road. And God forbid I didn't grovel or "sincerely apologize" for problems I didn't cause.

 

Even when I was innocent, the failure to say "I'm sorry" made me guilty.

 

Looking back now, though, I can finally see that all those women were one hundred percent right. So, even though I no longer believe in relationships, I start every day by apologizing.

 

For everything.

 

I'm sorry the universe endowed me with a perfectly chiseled face that'll make you stop and stare if you ever see me in person. I'm sorry that my smile is capable of making your panties soaking wet, and I profusely apologize that one night in my sheets will haunt your standards for the rest of your life.