The Life She Wished For by ChaShiree M. Blog Tour

Title: The Life She Wished For
Series: Birds of Paradise #2
Author: ChaShiree M.
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 10, 2018




Amazon Customer – “An emotional roller coaster! I love this book so much and it really hit me right in the feels. Such an amazing read. Can’t wait to read more!”

Shakespeare’s Wench Book Blog – “This book was sexy and amazing. I’m really excited for what comes next in this series.”

Amazon Customer – “Epic read with a few twist that will leave wanting more”


What happens when the life you live is nothing like what you wished for?
Phoenix has lived a very sad and tumultuous life thanks her evil diabolical father. She and her brothers and sisters have suffered due to their parentage and none of them escaped unscarred. All she has ever wanted was someone to love protect and nurture her and for this, she will give him herself. Upon meeting Mikhail one night she thinks she has found him only for him to disappear.
When he returns, she is so anxious to find her version of happily ever after that she doesn’t look closer then her eye can see until it is too late.
Mikhail had a rough start to life but was given a chance to start over and become a product of a different environment. Choosing to work hard to rise to the top as a way of honoring the parents that gave him this extraordinary new life, before theirs was so viciously snuffed out, he has given up on finding love. 
Until the day she walked into the bar and took his life by storm. 
Though he knows she is his future and will stop at nothing to have her, he must first walk away to straighten out his life before he brings his future into it. When he goes to claim what is rightfully his, unforeseen forces threaten to tear them apart.

Can these two-scarred souls find their way through the chaos to lasting love? Or will evil win and tear them apart forever?







ChaShiree M. is 34 years old. She loves to write as much as she loves to help mold and mentor the new generation. You can find her at home in Chicago chilling with her friends and family or trying to find the next book event to go to and fangirl. 

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Until Sunrise by Sarah O’Rourke blog tour!!!

 

 

Until Sunrise by: Sarah O’Rourke

Part of Aurora Rose Reynolds’ Happily Ever Alpha Kindle World

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: April 3rd, 2018

Cover Design: Sarah O’Rourke

 

Michelle Buchanan wasn’t looking for the perfect man to fill her life.  She’d settle for Mr. Right Now to fill the empty spot in her bed – just someone that could help her with the little problem of her lingering virginity.  But when Luka Templeton invaded her blind date and suddenly begins taking over her every waking thought, she realizes that she is in way too deep with the confident alpha male currently wreaking havoc on her life.  

 

Join us on this romantic comedy romp as Chelle and Luka find their way to happily ever after!           

                                                                        
Romantic comedy.  Releases on April 3 as part of Aurora Rose Reynold’s Happily Ever After Kindle World.  (And if you’ve read Aurora’s Until series, you’ll know Chelle from Until Ashlyn!)

 

 

 

Available exclusively in Kindle Unlimited!

 

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  1. How did the two of you begin writing together?

 

We met in an online writing group, found out that we were writing similar type stories and plotlines, and soon became fast friends!   After a few months, we started beta reading for each other, and that soon morphed into “Ummmm, just help me out with this one paragraph, ‘kay?”    Needless to say, it grew into much more than just a paragraph or two when we started writing whole stories together. That was over 9 years ago…and wow!  Life has surely changed so much during that time. We call ourselves Crazy One and Crazy Two — for VERY obvious reasons!

 

      2.  Where did the concept for Until Sunrise come from?

 

Until Sunrise is based in the Happily Ever Alpha Kindle World (Aurora Rose Reynolds.)  Our characters were very briefly mentioned in ARR’s book Until Ashlyn. We had the great pleasure of giving a romantic (and funny!) backstory to Michelle and Luke that we hope does justice to ARR’s amazing world!

 

      3. What is your favourite type of book to read?  

 

Romance.  Romance. And MORE Romance!!!  

 

      4. Out of all the books you’ve written, do you have a favourite?  

 

Oh, we’re not supposed to have favorites, right?  Well, don’t tell the other little book children, but we are both exceedingly fond of Man of Honor.   Zeke is the ultimate hero that we just love to pieces!

 

       5. What is your writing process?

 

Our process usually starts with a few glasses of wine and a 4-hour phone call.Crazy One usually  has some wild-ass idea for an off-the-wall story, so we start with 30 minutes of Crazy Two trying to talk Crazy One out of the latest adventure. It seldom works. Then, Crazy Two resigns herself to 4-6 months of writing hell. (FYI: In case you’re wondering, Crazy Two knows the battle has been lost when Crazy One lets out a war cry of “Bitch, let’s do this thing!”)

 

At the beginning, we usually talk and talk and talk about plotlines, settings, characters, etc. before the first word is written. Do NOT underestimate the amount of talking that we do. We then make sure that all of our crazy meds are filled and available at a moment’s notice. Then Crazy One will start writing – and after an inordinate amount of bitching, whining, and complaining, she sends the chapters to Crazy Two for review. Crazy Two then drinks a few bottles of wine, puts on her football helmet, and goes to battle with Crazy One over any changes. This can get bloody.

 

When the book is finished, Crazy Two then edits and rewrites…and sends it back to Crazy One, who has her Momma and the Crazy Crew Street Team read it while simultaneously yelling about the ridiculous and wicked cuts that were made to her precious manuscript. Momma, who obviously was a Grammar Nazi in a previous life, then lectures both Crazies on their lack of knowledge concerning basic English language structure. (Ignore Momma…she’s a little bitter about all those dollars spent on Crazy One’s college education. Hi, Momma!)

 

In the end, Crazy Two prepares the covers (which usually sends Crazy One into hiding because Crazy Two becomes slightly psychotic during design time. It’s not her fault…no one appreciates how much she SUFFERS for her art!)  Then we publish the book and pray. And drink. A lot. There ya go! Does that sound confusing? Imagine how we feel!

 

    6. If you could meet one author, who would it be and why?

 

Well, we’ve been blessed to meet so maaaaany of our idols recently. BUT…if we were able to turn back the clock, we’d want to meet Margaret Mitchell…hands down.  In our opinion, that woman wrote the best alpha male ever to grace the pages of a book. We would love to just have 5 tiny, short minutes with her to pick her brain and find out what motivated her to write Gone With the Wind and how she managed to develop such amazing characters!  (And we’re both born and raised in the South…)

 

    7. Where does your inspiration come from?

 

There’s an old saying that recommends that you “Write what you know.”  We’ve taken that to heart, and most of our books are set in the South (southern United States) and are about Southern belles and their kick-ass alphas.  Since both of us were born and raised in the South, we’re pretty well-versed in how romance works down here, and we often find ourselves including scenes or dialogue that we have heard or actually said!

 

    8. What are your favourite things about signings?  Do you get nervous at them?

 

Oh, Crazy One is our signing guru.  She loves to interact with our current readers and meet new readers!  Signings are also a time for to be fangirls and get to meet the other authors that we love and admire!

 

    9. What inspired you to become writers?

 

We each started for different reasons but ALMOST at the same time.  Crazy One started writing in order to deal with her husband’s military deployment.  Crazy Two began writing in order to relax from work issues.

 

    10. What are your next upcoming releases?  

 

We’re currently working on Copy Cat, which will be a companion story to our paranormal shifter romance Cat Scratch Fever.  Then, we’ll be working on Maggie and Ice’s story (from our Passion in Paradise series.) We’re not quite sure on the title yet, but we do have it narrowed down to two choices! That’s progress for us!

 

 

No Excuses (Your Momma Raised You Better Than That) – Meghan Trainor

Perfect – Ed Sheeran

I Feel a Sin Coming On – Pistol Annies

Whatever It Takes – Imagine Dragon

What Lovers Do – Maroon 5

Heart in Your Hand – Plant and Page

Do You Want to Know a Secret – The Beatles

She’s with Me – High Valley

Marry Me – Thomas Rhett

 

 

Michelle Buchanan – a younger Rachel McAdams
Luka Templeton – Joe Manganiello
Ashlyn Mayson – Kate Hudson
Amelia Templeton – Diane Keaton
Ed Templeton  – Tommy Lee Jones
Alan Sandfeldt –  Jack McBrayer

 

Please visit Sarah O’Rourke’s author page here to enter an exclusive giveaway!

 

Sarah O’Rourke is actually TWO besties who live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! Born and raised in the Southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other.

 

Between them, they have four children and twenty-plus years of marriage…one to a retired super soldier and the other to egomaniac engineer. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers…and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!

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Something So Unscripted by Natasha Madison

Title: Something So Unscripted
Author: Natasha Madison
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: April 2, 2018
Cover Design: Melissa Gill at MGBookCovers
Zack

Finding my teammate in bed with my wife made the decision I had been fighting with for years easier.

It’s time to move on. 

A fresh start and a new NHL team in a big city. Most importantly, it’s my son Jack’s best shot. 

It would be both of our best shots. 


Denise

After a bad childhood, I made sure I would succeed, so I lived for my job. 

The problem is I die a little with each patient I lose. It’s part of my career at Hudson Children’s Oncology Hospital, but it doesn’t make the sting of loss any easier. 

Seeking anything other than a life saved isn’t on my agenda until a NHL player walks into my hospital with his son. 

We’re officially off script the moment we meet. 

If this love is anything, it’s unscripted.

“Zack.” I hear her voice and just look at my wife. The woman who said she would love me in good times and in bad yet is currently holding a sheet to cover her naked body. The four-carat engagement with matching eternity wedding ring glistens in the light. “It’s just …” she starts to say, and I look over at the man in bed next to her. In our bed. 

“It’s over.” I say the two words I swore I wouldn’t say no matter how hard it got. No matter how much I saw her push me away, no matter that I always suspected she was cheating on me. Then I look over at the man who I called a brother, the man who stood by my side on and off the ice. “You’re scum.”

“It just happened,” Colton says, getting out of the bed. At least he’s wearing boxers. His knee is still wrapped from the operation he had last month, which is why he wasn’t on the road with us, which is how I surprised them.

We were on the road for the whole week and due back tomorrow, but I hightailed it out of there to get home to my family and my son. “It just so happened you walked into my house and slept with my wife?” I ask him, and I have to wonder why I’m not more pissed, why I’m not more angry with them. “You come here and sleep with my wife with my son under the same roof.”

“Zack,” my wife says, and I look over at her again. Tears are rolling down her cheeks, her perfectly made up face now streaked with the black mascara she always wears. “Please let’s …”

I shake my head, putting my hands in my pockets. “Let’s what? Let’s talk about this?” I throw my head back and laugh. “Let’s talk about the fact that our son is in his room dying. Let’s talk about the fact that instead of helping him, you’re just helping yourself. Let’s talk about the fucking fact that instead of being there by his side with me, you chose to escape the fucking reality that our son won’t make it to six years old.”

“No.” She shakes her head, and I know that I’ve about had it.

“I’ll give you an hour,” I tell them both. “One hour and I want you packed and at the door when I come back.”

“But—” she says.

“But nothing, Chantal. You did what you had to do for you, and now I’m doing what I need to do for our son.”

I turn and walk out of our bedroom, then down the winding staircase that leads to the big brass front doors. Once outside in the warm Arizona air, I take my phone out of my pocket and call the only person I know who has my back no matter what. My agent and best friend, Jamie.

He answers after one ring, and it doesn’t surprise me he sleeps with his phone in his hand. “What’s up?” he says, his voice sleepy since it’s four a.m. in New York.

“I want out of Arizona, make the trade. Call the powers that be; I want out,” I tell him, getting into my Range Rover.

“You can’t just demand that,” he says, and I hear sheets rustle.

“Just walked in on Colton fucking my wife, so you can bet your ass I can. Make it happen. Call New York because it’s the only place I’ll go. I don’t care if I take a pay cut.”

“That fucking scumbag,” he says. “I’ll call them now.”

“Jamie, there is a top-notch doctor who specializes in cancer in New York. Max Horton’s sister,” I tell him quietly and slowly drive out of my gate.

“I’ll make it happen,” he says softly. “I’ll let you know what they say.”

“Jamie, I’m leaving here in a week regardless of what they say,” I tell him and disconnect the call. 

“One week,” I say to myself. “One fucking week.”

When her nose isn’t buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she’s in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It’s a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn’t listen to her…
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Aurora Rose Reynolds Happily Ever Alpha Kindle World is live!!!

Title: Aurora Rose Reynolds’
Happily Ever Alpha Kindle World
Authors: Various
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 3, 2018
Happily Ever Alpha Kindle World
The Happily
Ever Alpha Kindle world includes 16 authors that will be releasing books based on characters or places in the Until,
Until her and Until him series. Every single author included in the world has
been hand picked by me. I’ve personally loved their books and writing styles
and hope if you haven’t read them before that you will fall in love with them
just like I have.

Some of the
authors have chosen to write about characters or couples that you have met in
the series while others have just referred to a place or person from one of the
Until books. I hope you give every single author a chance.

Every book is a stand-alone; there is no reading order.

Until Arsen – K.L. Donn
Until Avery – Brynne Asher
Until Brandon – Natasha Madison
Until I Saw You – Jordan Marie
Until Kayla – CC Monroe
Until Leo – Rochelle Paige
Until Mallory – Ella Fox
Until More – S. Van Horne
Until Nox – Layla Frost
Until Rayne – Elle Christensen
Until Sunrise – Sarah O’Rourke
Until Susan – CP Smith
Until The Summer – Elle Jefferson
Until We Meet Again – KD Robichaux
Until You – Samantha Lind
Until You’re Mine – Jenika Snow



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New Release: Break the Ice by Piper Rayne

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Break the Ice, an all-new standalone and the conclusion to the hilarious Bedroom Games series from bestselling authors Piper Rayne is LIVE!

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The Winter Games are over, but the bedroom games are just beginning…

This is about the time I normally hang up my snowboard and chill for a while. Except this year. This year, I’m dealing with what fate dealt me at the Winter Games—nope, not gold. A broken leg.

Since I’m not close to my family, I head to my best friend, Skylar’s pad to recoup. Turns out having your gorgeous, single, sexy friend wait on you hand and foot can blur the lines between friendship and romance.

Which is exactly why I’ve decided to help her find a boyfriend.

Yeah, you heard me right. I’m going to help her comb through every dating app available until she finds the perfect man. What else could remind me of my place in her life more than watching her fall for someone else?

I can deal. I’m used to pushing through pain. I’m an Olympian after all.

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Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two USA Today Bestselling authors for the price of one. You might be wondering if you know us? Maybe you’ll read our books and figure it out. Maybe you won’t. Does it really matter?

We aren’t trying to stamp ourselves with a top-secret label. We wanted to write without apology. We wanted to not be pigeon-holed into a specific type of story. Everyone has their favorite authors, right? And when you pick up their books, you expect something from them. Whether it’s an alpha male, heavy angst, a happily ever after, there’s something you are absolutely certain the book will contain. Heck, we’re readers, too, we get it!

All that, AND we thought it’d be a helluva lot more fun if we did this writing thing together!

What can we tell you about ourselves? We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We’re both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We’re both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes, quirky heroines that make us laugh, and lots of sexy times. Here’s hoping you do, too!

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Straight Up Irish by Magan Vernon

Title: Straight Up Irish
Series: Murphy’s Brothers #1
Author: Magan Vernon
Genre: NA Contemporary
Publisher: Entangled Embrace
Release Date: February 19, 2018 

I need a wife if I want to help save my family’s billion-dollar pub empire. There’s just one problem: I never plan on marrying. So, I need someone who understands that this is just another business deal. I don’t do commitments. And my brother’s executive assistant, Fallon Smith, fits that bill.

Fallon needs help with her grandmother’s expenses, and her pretending to be my fake wife is a way we can make that happen. She’s not my biggest fan, but we can help each other and then go our separate ways. That she’s beautiful and I enjoy spending time with her–doesn’t matter. When all of this is done, she’s heading home to America, and I’ve got a company to run.

A fake wedding and a whole lot of whiskey. What could go wrong?

Chapter One
Connor

The harsh morning light streamed in through the windows as if it were a switch that made the pounding in my head even worse.

The Irish sun I swore was worse than the American one, and so was the alcohol. Nothing in the world compared to Irish whiskey and it had been a while since I’d been back to my hometown of Dublin.

My phone vibrated against the nightstand and stared at the screen until my eyes adjusted to the light I saw not only the time but that Jack’s assistant was calling me.

“Shit,” I muttered, unlocking my phone and sliding it to my ear.

“Fallon, Mo Gra, tell me your calling with some good news.”I jumped up, searching for something to cover my naked arse and found my clothes from the night before strewn across a hardwood floor.

“Using cutesy Irish pet names for me has never worked in your favor, and it especially isn’t when your brothers are wondering where you are.” Her American accent flowed through the speakers with the clicking of a keyboard loud and clear in the background.

“What’s the fun in that? C’mon, now. We’ve been emailing and having this lovely phone calls for months now. We’re practically best mates,” I said, grabbing my boxers.

“Is everything okay, Connor?” A soft voice with a thicker accent than mine murmured.

I whirled around, covering up my junk and my lucky shamrock tattoos that graced each hip bone. On the bed was a pale redhead with a devious smirk and hair more messed up than a 1980s American metal band. I’d say I shagged that one pretty good, wish I remembered it. Been a while since I’d gotten that knackered and wound up in the bed of a hometown girl.

“Is there someone in the background? Are you seriously hooking up when you have a meeting in ten minutes?”

The girl on the bed’s eyes widened, Fallon’s words booming through the phone.

“Yeah. I thought I set the alarm on my phone and would be on time. But the alarm didn’t go off and now I can’t find my pants. Think I can just walk in wearing my boxers?” My blue eyes searched the floor until I found my crumpled jeans.

“Yeah, it went off twice, and you mumbled for me to snooze it. Is that your wife on the phone? Should I be worried? ” the bed girl said in a scratchy voice, raising her eyebrows.

I shook my head as much as I could and slid on my pants.

If I didn’t get my shit together, the meeting was going to start without me. Why did I need to drink that much last night? While my brothers went home early, I just had to see what I was missing in Dublin by studying and working in America. Better than facing the fact why I was back in the country, I guess.

Funerals are as good of an excuse as any to get knackered.

“It’s my brother’s assistant. Fallon, wanna say hello to this girl who is asking if you’re my wife?” I asked with a smile that caused the girl on the bed’s eyebrows to raise even higher on her head.

Fallon groaned. “Why do I even bother calling you? This feels like Deja Vu from when you almost missed your flight out of Boston.”

“Ah, but that one didn’t involve a girl. Just whiskey. And I made that flight, thank you very much.” I held the phone between my ear and shoulder, sliding on my shirt.

“Only because I saved you with pre-boarding.”

“ Maybe when you’re done with work; you can come back. Or we can meet up tonight,” girl on the bed murmured.I combed my fingers through my hair, hoping it didn’t look as bad as hers did.

“Did she seriously ask you to come back? While you’re on the phone with me even?” Fallon’s laughter carried through the phone.

“Not now, Erin,” I said, brushing her hand off my shoulder while I tried to shimmy on my socks, not looking to see the girl’s reaction. If I hurried, I could still make the meeting on time and maybe even find a breath mint or two on someone’s desk on the way there.

“Don’t worry; I’m on my way, so you don’t need to get jealous. You’re the only girl who can bother me at all hours of the night.” I stood up and stepped into my shoes.

“Erin?” the bed girl asked with a huff.

I turned and looked at her steely glare and arms crossed over her bare chest.

“Not Erin?”

“Not even close,” she growled.

Fallon’s laugh carried through the speaker. “Oh, this is classic.”

I frowned even though Fallon couldn’t see it.

“Well, sorry Not Erin, but thanks for the sex I can’t remember. Hope it was better than mediocre for you,” I said with my hand on the door.

Never said I wasn’t an arsehole.

This caused a gasp from both Fallon and the bed girl. I quickly ran out the door, closing it before the thud of something hard hit the wall behind me. Could have been worse, I could have been cold-clocked by a shoe.

“Did you make it out of there alive after that comment?” Fallon asked.

When I stepped outside, I looked around, realizing I was only a few blocks from the office and the pubs I probably stumbled to this girl’s place from. “Ah, and the luck of the Irish is on my side, Mo Gra because I’m not far from the office.”

This wasn’t the first time I’d run to the office after a less than savory encounter with a bird. It’s how my life had been since I started Uni in America and then graduated three years ago.

“You do know this is a will reading, right? Not just you and Jack in a phone conference talking numbers?” she questioned.

“I’m very aware of what this meeting is for,” I grumbled.

I still had at least a few minutes before I was considered past fashionably late and onto acting the maggot. Running down the brick-paved streets of my childhood, I dodged the flower sellers and the older gentlemen who liked to walk for no reason at all.I wanted to come back to Ireland on better terms and not for my Da’s funeral.

Lung disease was one of the top killers in Dublin, and it hit him hard and fast. I didn’t know how bad it was until Fallon called and told me Da was in the hospital. She booked me a flight back home for the next day, but he was already gone before I even crossed the Atlantic.

“Sorry. That came out wrong.” Voices echoed in the background, and I wondered where she was in the building.

I’d seen the girl’s work photo icon in emails and breezed past her desk a few times, but never really saw her. Funny that she was someone I’d talked to almost as much as my brothers these past six months and I hadn’t formally met her.

“Where are you right now? Are you waiting for me outside the meeting room door? Hoping since Not Erin didn’t get a round two that maybe we can officially meet and hit it off?” I joked and breezed through the wrought iron gates of the Murphy Family Pub headquarters, past the secretary and front lobby, covered in photos of generations of Murphy’s who had run the company.

My family owned a distillery for years and used to brew the whiskey in downtown Dublin. The brand expanded, and my father went into the pub franchise business. Now we had hundreds of pubs all over the world, and the original distillery was currently used for a museum and pub on the first floor with corporate offices on the second.

Mam passed away soon after my youngest brother, Sean, was born. Da raised us all while building his empire and now with his sudden passing, my brothers Jack, Sean, and I were set to inherit the company. This meeting was just a formality to settle the estate, giving us our shares in the business. I figured Jack would take Da’s position as CEO with me as CFO and Sean as president or something if he wanted it.

“Your flirting isn’t cute, Mr. Murphy.”

I stopped at a mirror in one of the hallways, noticing my hair stuck up every which way and I tried to lay it down flat with one hand, holding my phone with the other. “What’s this Mr. Murphy nonsense? We’re practically family, Fal.”

She huffed. “Are you almost here? I’m almost to the conference room, and I don’t want to have to tell your brother you’re still not available.”. I started jogging, and just as I turned the corner, instead of breezing into the conference room, I ran chest first into a petite blonde who was holding a tray of coffees that had now spilled all down the front of her dress.

“Aw, I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t mean to do a number on ya,” I said, staring at her wide blue eyes, circled by red framed glasses. She looked between me and her dress.

I expected to hear a laugh or some quip from Fallon on my phone, but instead I listened to my voice echoing through the pink dressed girl’s phone.

Recognition dawned on me as my eyes roamed over her from the top of her blonde ponytail down the soaked through dress and cardigan, showing off the curvy frame she hid under the nerdy little ensemble. Her photos and glances at her did not do her justice. She was beautiful in a natural way which made her not need the fancy clothes or too much makeup.

“Fallon. We finally get to meet. I feel like I should hug you. Or maybe undress you. You know get you out of that pink number and into something not stained.” I stepped closer, putting my arms out. I may have said the words jokingly, but the thought of her dropping the dress and taking her against the paneled wall was on the forefront of my mind.

“Are you serious right now? You need to go. You’re going to be late,” she hissed

I glanced at my watch again. Shit, the meeting probably already started. I didn’t have time to sweet talk or other things. Pulling out my wallet from my back pocket, I grabbed a few notes. “Let me at least buy you a new dress and replace the coffees.”

“What? No. Just go. I’ll take care of this.” She narrowed her eyes and slightly shook her head.

“Are you sure?” I raised my eyebrows, still holding the money toward her.

The clock near the conference room chimed, alerting me it was at the top of the hour.

“We can chat more about this later,” I said, putting my money back in my wallet. “Nice officially meeting you, Pinky. Let’s do this again real soon, ” I said with a grin, patting her shoulder before I scooted toward the conference room and shut the door behind me.

Three sets of eyes looked up from the conference table they sat around.

My brothers were in crisp blue suits with their light brown hair perfectly gelled, making me look even more like a fool than I felt with my wrinkled clothes which smelled like sex and whiskey.This wasn’t the way to honor, Da, but at least I was there and I was going to be there for his company, no matter what it took.

“Mornin’,” I said, taking my seat across from the estate solicitor, Thomas O’Malley, who looked like a real-life leprechaun with his short stature, bright red beard, and reading glasses perched on his nose.

“Glad you could grace us with your presence, Connor,” Thomas said, shuffling the papers in his hands.

“Happy to have made it,” I said, folding my hands on the table and smiling, even though my brothers audibly groaned next to me. If there was one thing I learned from Da, it was that you never showed weakness.

“Okay, let’s get started with the reading,” Thomas said, clearing his throat.


Then flipped to a new sheet. “Whereupon my death, my three sons, Jack, Connor, and Sean will each inherit their equal share of thirty-three and a half-percent of the family franchise upon the day all three of their marriage certificates are certified by a priest and again by my solicitor Thomas O’Malley, six months after the day of their nuptials. If all three of them are not married within a year of my death, none will be able to get controlling interests, and the board may offer each son’s ownership stake to the highest bidder.”


Every hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Marriage? Thre three of us? Within a year? All of that to get the company? That couldn’t be right. Da never said anything about that. Sure, he was a loyal family man, who never married or even dated after Mam died, but I didn’t think he would do something like this.Especially when the board was a bunch of crotchety old men who smoked too many cigars and were probably half the reason Da got sick in the first place.


My oldest brother Jack leaned forward in his seat. “Thomas. I could be wrong here, but is this stating that each of us has to be married and not just married, but married for six months? And this all has to happen within the year? That can’t be right. Da never even re-married or had a serious girlfriend. He used to say the pub was his only wife after Mam.”


Thomas sighed, pushing his glasses up. “You young men have done a fine job in your positions in the company, but your father also knew you were still sowing your wild oats. He wanted to make sure you settled down a bit, so the company didn’t suffer. This was his way of seeing to that.”


There has to be a clause that can get us out of this, right? I don’t even have a girlfriend, let alone a girl I’d want to marry by the end of the year.” Sean said.


I wanted to ask Sean what he even had to do with this company since he hadn’t taken an interest in anything but rugby. I know Jack had brought up more than once about eventually buying out his portion and now with us all having to be married, or none of us got the company, which put a damper on that one. Before I could ask any more questions, Thomas cleared his throat.


“Boys, I’d like to say there’s another option, but that’s what it states in the will,” he said, standing up and placing the papers in his briefcase. “You can try and get your own solicitors or a judge to dispute this, but I’ve been doing this for longer than you’ve been alive. Once this will is set and notarized, it’s legally binding.”


“Does the board know about this?” Jack asked.


Thomas nodded solemnly. “Ah, they’re aware of the clause, not all of the details, but some have already made comments about a buyout for a third of the company.”


I clenched my fists without even thinking, my gut twisting at the thought of someone else taking over the business.The one Da had built from the ground up, but Jack and I had worked to keep it a well-oiled machine on both sides of the pond. A bunch of old men with one foot in the grave would just run the franchise into the ground along with all our hard work.


Da put a lot of hard work into the enterprise. What he built. What he wanted our family to have. That wasn’t just going to disappear because of some marriage clause, I couldn’t let it.


“Can’t we just find some girl, see if she wants to get married for a few months, then divorce with a nice little settlement? Isn’t that what they do on those American reality shows for publicity?” Sean asked, staring between all of us.


Thomas shrugged. “I guess there’s nothing in the will that says you can’t, but how do you think the board would take that? Moreover, your Da would probably roll in his grave if he heard you married a girl just to get the company. Your mother was the love of his life and the reason he was able to make this company what it is today. He just wants the same thing for you boys. Not some random fling.”


“I’m sure there are worse things we could do,” Sean muttered, buttoning and unbuttoning his suit jacket.


“If we have nothing else to discuss, then I best be heading back to the office. You’ll call if you need anything and let me know as soon as I get to meet the future Murphy girls,” Thomas said with a tight-lipped smile.


We walked him toward the door, but none of us left the room.


Jack was the first to speak as soon as Thomas rounded the corner and was out of sight. “What the hell are we going to do?”


Sean shook his head. “I don’t know. This wasn’t at all what I was expecting. Hell, I guess I’d better get on a dating app or something.”


“This isn’t a joke,” Jack growled.


I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to calm the beast a little, but his nostril’s flared. “Calm down, Jack. We’ll figure this out. We always do.”


His dark blue eyes didn’t move from the empty hallway. “This isn’t about deciding where to put a new pub in America or marketing expenditures. This is marriage. This is our company. Our future.”


I nodded solemnly. We all knew what was at stake here and the only way to solve our problems was with a wedding. Something I never even thought I would be thinking about. Now I had no choice. I was going to be a married man by the end of the year, and so were my brothers, no matter what it took.

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Magan Vernon has been living off of reader tears since she wrote her first short story in 2004. She now spends her time killing off fictional characters, pretending to plot while she really just watches Netflix, and she tries to do this all while her two young children run amok around her Texas ranch.

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