Two households, both alike in dignity... hit a serious snag in their ongoing prank war last semester.
The Blossoms of #246 and the Dudes of #247 each lost a member to flippin' Love. (Insert eye-roll here.)
The lovebirds/turncoats now plan to move out of their houses and in with each other. But true prankster talents like Kitty are few and far between, so the remaining Blossoms are going to make damn sure there's no shacking up before Kitty has the perfect replacement for herself.
The Blossoms and the Dudes agree on very little, but everyone agrees on this: there can be no more pranks-turned-lovers between the two arch-fratenemy houses.
Yep, everyone agrees.
Almost everyone.
My Review (ARC provided)
Five delicious Picasso stars!!
I loved the first book to this series and was so excited to get another pranking couple to read. I think I might have even liked this book a little more. Sunniva’s humor is so much like my own, subtle. Goofy, and dry. I smile as I’m reading shaking my head at the silliness of it.
The pranking in this book isn’t as much in the first, but the ones they do are just as good. This book revolves more around the new pair trying to make something work. Or I should say Picasso is trying his damn hardest to make it work with Saki. Saki is reluctant and scared, but the pull she has towards Picasso is undeniable. They start sneaking around and provide us such a sensual, sexy reading experience, seriously Picasso and Saki are one HOT couple.
Quickly their lust and passion for one another turn into a lot more and they need to try to figure out how to make it work when they are supposed to be “enemies.”
“I nuzzle his neck like we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, not arch frat-enemies from opposite houses.”
Picasso and Saki have this connection that you can feel as you read; it gives you butterflies in your stomach while you're reading their chemistry. I read a lot, and I read a lot of romance, it’s hard to get that giddy feeling in my belly anymore, but Picasso and Saki did it for me!
“I don’t love you because you looked at me the most. It’s just that…I always feel you across the room wherever you are. It’s like we’ve got a magnetic chip each, and they pull us together.”
I wanted it to work out so bad for the two of them, but someone had a different idea and is bound and determined to destroy their relationship as well as the frenemy relationship between the Dudes and the Blossoms. Whoever it is has them questioning everyone even the closest of friends. It makes for a very hostile and tense situation.
I was trying to figure out “who did it” the whole time and every time I thought I had it Sunniva threw me off. This is a definite must-read for RomCom lovers; I recommend starting with the first book to get to know the Dudes and the Blossoms!
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Dear Diary,
I might have gotten myself into a wee bit of trouble—and I'm not talking about the "court mandated community service," or “therapy sessions from bashing a bloke in the head" kind of trouble.
I wish it were that simple.
Nope. I’m talking about the "falling in love with one of my client's daughters,” kind of trouble . . .
The kind of problem I can’t talk my way out of when the truth gets out.
How I ended up with her phone is a long story—and when she called to get it back, I took things a bit too far. One innocent exchange wound up leading to so much more.
Fun, new, and totally immune to my charm, Sutton is different. And I had no idea she was the daughter of Foster Green.
Blame it on the dark colored stout running through my veins, pushing me toward one bad decision after another. Pushing me toward her even though I know right from wrong; even though she's my client's daughter.
Dating her might be the best or worst decision I've ever made. Only time, whiskey, and one more roll around the mattress with her will tell.
USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.
It all started with a sexy selfie.
Texted to the wrong number.
Oops.
Not my finest moment—but I have nothing to be ashamed of.
She thought I was no better, and I quote, than the knuckle-dragging douche-bags she was never dating again.
It was a stupid dare from a girl I’d met online, but since she’d given me a fake number, I didn’t feel bad that my interests were suddenly focused elsewhere—on the fiery and sharp-tongued, Peyton that I found myself sparring with over text for the rest of the evening.
The following day, my case of mistaken identity came back to bite me in the banana.
When I strolled into the office, I was introduced to Peyton as the new client I needed to win over. The Peyton, in case you're not tracking.
And let’s just say she had my full attention.
Brains? Check.
Beauty? Oh yeah.
And the best part? She hated me on sight.
Dear God, do I love a challenge.
Let the games begin.
A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than three dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 2.5 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world.
Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than 70 times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.
She lives in Texas with her husband and two sons.
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