Wednesday 3 May 2017

❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝BLOG TOUR: Bombshell by CD Reiss🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝BLOG TOUR🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

Listen Up Little Flowers...

Bombshell, an all-new sexy and swoony standalone from CD Reiss is available now!

Bombshell by CD Reiss
Publication Date: May 1st, 2017
Publisher: Montlake
Genre: Contemporary Romance


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝SYNOPSIS🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

Hollywood bad boy Brad Sinclair always gets his way, whether it’s the role he wants or the bikini-clad model he has to have. But when a bombshell gets dropped in his lap in the form of a dimpled five-year-old from a forgotten relationship, he knows his life is about to change forever.

Cara DuMont isn’t exactly thrilled when she gets assigned to be the nanny for the latest box-office king. She has one rule: no celebrity fathers, especially single ones with devilish good looks and rock-hard abs.

But as soon as Cara meets Brad and his adorable little girl, she knows she’s in for a world of trouble. Because there’s something about the way Brad looks at her that makes her believe that some rules are meant to be broken…


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝PURCHASE LINKS🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

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❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝GOODREADS LINK🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

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❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝EXCERPT🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

The front door opened. I expected a housekeeper or butler, but it was the actor himself.

I hadn’t forgotten how beautiful he was; I’d just chosen not to think about it.

“Ma’am,” he said. Southern boy. Parents together. Christian elementary. Public secondary. Two years at USC Drama. Dates his costars for a month after the wrap party, then moves on. Poring through the trades and making calls, I’d discovered he’d spend at least eight of the next twelve months overseas doing action movies, but most had postproduction in town.

“Mr. Sinclair,” I said, holding my hand out. “Nice to see you outside a bathroom.”

He shook my hand.

I’d shaken plenty of famous hands attached to gorgeous men, but my imagination was sparked by the way his fingers slid against mine to grasp them and the way our palms pressed together. My mind clouded over with ripped sheets, hard muscles, and soft skin.

“Pleasure’s mine,” he said and my brain skipped like a trip on a cracked sidewalk over the word pleasure.

He didn’t give me the oversincere hand-over-clasp to show me how damn happy he was to see me, but there was something intimate about that half a second.

Just a consultation.

I followed him into the house. Dora Donovan had designed it. Looked like her with her faux-midcentury white couch and shag rug. That wasn’t going to work with playdates unless he wanted to keep an upholsterer on staff.
We went through the living room to a smaller room with a pool table smack in the middle. It had a stained glass Budweiser lamp over it and was racked for nine-ball. Dora Donovan had nothing to do with this room, for sure.

“Wanna sit?” He held a chair out for me. The glass-topped table was just inside the open patio doors and was set with iced tea.
I sat.

“I’m not a date,” I said kindly, indicating the iced tea setup. “Just so you know. You don’t have to do things like hold the chair for me.”

“Habit, I guess.”

He sat opposite me.

“Chivalry is nice. But with the nanny, whomever you hire, it can be misconstrued.”

He smirked a little, as if misconstruing his own thoughts. I cleared my throat and pulled my jacket closed.


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝OUR REVIEW🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

Star Rating - 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

You know that book that you read and get that transported into the authors world, the page turner that you just can't put down. Reading until the wee hours of the morning leaving you desperate for more and with a book hangover that wouldn't quit. For me Bombshell was just that book I was lost in the world CD Reiss created, and I fell for her Hot county actor that despite his past mistakes wanted to give the world to his daughter and eventually gave it all up for his daughter, the daughter that ultimately stole my heart.

This is the story of Brad and Cara, the actor and the nanny. Top Hollywood star Brad has it all talented, sexy and the top of his game, ladies fall at his feet, he lives the party lifestyle until suddenly a bombshell is dropped at his door in the form of a 5 year old princess. Wanting the best for his daughter he does what any self respecting single dad who's an A-lister would do and hires a nanny to help him out. Falling in love with Cara was never in his plans but as the only women who has ever said ok Cara is a challenge he can't ignore even if it means his daughter loses the best thing in her life.

Cara knows that falling for her charge's dad is career suicide especially when it comes to paps but there's something about Brad and his daughter Nicole that slip past all her defences. This is no insta love/lust easy romance it's angst and drama filled at every turn and I just wanted more I can't wait for the next book in the series and wonder which character will get their story next.

Hattie 🐝


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝AUTHOR BIO🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn't pick up she's at the well hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master's degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
She's frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn't ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.


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