Alright, so I wanted to make you guys anticipate the 2nd part of the release boost. Not going to lie, this was all a part of my plan to make you guys want to read this book even more. I asked the author if it was okay if I could split up the release boost and she gave the thumbs up! You can’t hate me if I bring you good books with teasers…
So here is the beautiful cover again because I can’t get enough!
A Stand-Alone Novella
Imperfect Love Series
By, Stephanie St. Klaire
Release Date: October 17, 2017
GENRE: Romantic Comedy
Fake it until you make it. That was the mantra Cori Dash chanted as she chased a big city dream. The more you tell people you’re on top of the world, the more they believe it – just like they believed the embellished image she sold them with her knock off designer facade. It wasn’t lying if the truth stood somewhere in the middle – and she didn’t get caught.
Dominic Blackthorne owned half of that big city…and a reputation. Rather than dispel rumors or show the world the real Nick, he let his own fake image run free. Until Cori Dash – the only person who told him exactly how it was, even if it stung.
When Cori is faced with her ex-fiance, now engaged to her ex-best friend, it’s game on. In her boldest move yet, she concocts her biggest lie to date by introducing the first handsome stranger that walks by as her new fiancé. Happy to play the part, Nick is already planning the fake wedding of her dreams.
You know what they say about lying – the truth always comes out – and it hurts. Especially when Cori finds out she isn’t the biggest Liar in this game, and she’s been out played.
Excerpt 3 – Humor (drag queen)
Cori sat in a chair, staring at her own reflection, watching the transformation as James applied her make-up. He was as good at make up as he was acting, which made for a good back-up plan for him career wise and for her as a friend in desperate need of a spruced-up look. Trying to stay still, she couldn’t help but jump when a deep boisterous hello boomed, echoing throughout the room. Expecting a large man to round the corner, she was surprised to see it was a woman.
A tall, slender woman, in a white sequin gown, a feather boa, and platinum blonde hair that had to be three stories high, appeared in the reflection of the mirror. Her sashay and whip of her boa as she walked was full of confidence and poise as she headed right for Cori.
“Honey, how are you?” she asked James, leaning in to kiss each cheek before turning to Cori. “Darling, you must be Miss Cori. Aren’t you a cute little thing. Like a little pixie or somethin’. You just make me want to sprinkle glitter or somethin’”
Cori was fixated on the tower of a woman in front of her. She was sparkle head to toe and Cori was mesmerized by her poise, beauty, and rockin’ body in that form fitting gown. Her voice was deep and sultry, the bobbing adams apple made it clear why.
“Cori, this is my dear friend, now your dear friend, Devina Devine – star of the off, off Broadway production of Miss. Thang – The life story of Rupaul, Supermodel. She is here to do something with that hair of yours.” James said, handing a brush to Devina.
“You’re…gorgeous!” was all Cori could get out, earning her a laugh from James and Devina.
“Call me Miss D, honey. You should see me without my face on, not so gorgeous…but I’m still pretty,” she teased. “I understand you have yourself a suga-daddy we need to fancy you up for.”
“No. Oh, my God, no. It’s not like that.” Panic set in. The last thing she wanted was for anyone to think she was using Nick for money when that was the furthest thing from the truth. She had no clue who he was when she grabbed him in the park and pulled him into her scheme.
“Calm down, baby. JJ here,” Devina nodded to James, “filled me in. I got the deets, it’s allll good. But if he has money, honey…it may behoove you to make him your suga somethin’.”
“I think it may behoove her to get a little somethin’ else from him that will make her scream daddy. He’s fine, girl.” Unashamed, James laid it out there. “Someone’s a little to uptight these days, and I think she needs a little woohoo in the yahoo! It’s been a looong dry spell for this one.”
Cori’s jaw dropped, mostly embarrassed by what her friend had just said. “I can’t believe you just said that, James. It hasn’t been that long!”
“Okay. Is the same President still in the White House since…last time?” Devina asked.
“Has there been more than one new iPhone model since…you know…then?” James asked.
“There’s been…two,” Cori said under her breath.
“Was the sweet baby Jesus…”
“Okay! Okay…I get it. It’s been a while. Can we just start with dinner, though, and I don’t know…getting to know each other first? I already need a drink, and dinner isn’t for two more hours,” Cori said, half-cocked, mostly because they were right, and because she was in absolute agreement that Nick would be a nice way to break her celibacy pact with herself. Too bad it wasn’t an option and double A batteries would have to do…for now.
“Look. This was all just a big ruse. One that was supposed to last ten minutes, and that’s it. Now, I’m going to dinner with my fake fiancé to get to know him better and plan the rest of a really childish scheme that honestly serves no purpose other than to pull off…a childish scheme. This is beneath me, definitely beneath him, and I assume beneath the two of you. I appreciate your help. I need it if I’m going to make sense in that dress over there, but let’s talk about something other than getting laid because I’m about to lose my ever-living shit over here.” The two nodding heads with sympathetic expressions suggested that perhaps they understood how stressed she really was. She got through to them in her mini breakdown; now she just had to get back through dinner and she could breathe again.
“I saw the dress hanging over there,” Miss. D said with her arms crossed, suddenly serious, studying Cori. “I know exactly what we need to do to get his motor hummin’, honey.”
“I’m doing the red lips, D,” James added, “If that doesn’t get him hummin’, then you and I have a better chance with him than this one does.”
And, they were back to getting her laid on the first date – classy – but she couldn’t help but laugh right along with them.
Not even an hour had past, and they were swatting her behind to a changing room to get into her dress. When she came out, Devina held out her hands, displaying a gorgeous pair of strappy high heels that wrapped up the ankle.
“Size seven, doll?” Devina asked.
“Uh, yeah. Good guess.”
“Here, these are from wardrobe. They were made for that dress,” Devina insisted, trying to give her the shoes.
“Oh, I can’t take those. The pair I’m wearing will work just fine, but thank you.” Cori looked at her shoes, extending a foot to get a good look at the black pair of heels she had on.
“No,” Devina said. “You leave on those shoes and the dress dies, honey. It isn’t fair to the dress…you can’t. I won’t let you. This isn’t a meeting in the boardroom. Those things on your feet say, let’s talk business. These beauties,” she said, holding up the pair of shoes in her hand, “these say…let’s get down to business, baby.”
Meet The Fabulous Author Who Came Up With This
(Yes, I am gushing, just go with it people, jeesh!)
Stephanie St. Klaire debuted in 2016, launching her writing career with Rescued, the first book in the widely popular, five book series known as McKenzie Ridge. Stephanie is a Pacific Northwest native currently living in Oregon with her husband, five children, and two ferocious lap dogs.
As a writer, Stephanie brings realistic circumstances to the pages, and fills them with real emotion, reactions, and outcomes. Her characters are passionate, have bold personalities, and full of life. She writes happily ever after’s, with plenty of twists, turns, drama, and of course, steamy romance.
Stephanie has always been a story teller, with the gift of “gab”, and a life-long goal to be a writer. Unfortunate circumstances with her health, finally afforded her the time to do so. Irony at its best, she began writing her first novel at an adverse time, to escape her circumstance and explore the stories in her imagination for relief. She is happy to share those stories with her readers, and bring a little fun, entertainment, and of course smexy characters to the pages.
Follow Stephanie St. Klaire on Social media to learn more about her, and to keep up with her work.
Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/2cUofva
BookBub Author Page: http://bit.ly/2kuPnV5
Private FB Group: https://www.facebook.com/Groups/SSKKrew
Check her out on those links I listed above, she is really nice and responds quickly. I can promise you this because I have personal experience with her and so does my mom. Also check out the book it is funny, I promise you!! Although I haven’t had the chance to read it yet… My mom did just buy the book last night so we do technically own it now! 🙂 Oh my gosh you guys! I can’t believe there are drag queens in the story! I love it! I fucking love it!!!!! AHHHHH ! !!!
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Until next time ya’ll. Bah!