Title: Silver Brewer:
The Silver Foxes of Blue Ridge
Author: L.B. Dunbar
Genre: Over 40
Romance Stand alone
Release Date: September 12,
2019
Review Source: Enticing Journey Book Promotions
Olivet Pierson
needs his land.
Name your price,
Mr. Harrington.
She has her
reasons, and this muscular mountain of masculinity isn’t going to get in her
way. However, her heart has a different plan after she accepts his crazy
conditions: three nights up on the ridge.
George
Harrington is a quiet, giant of a man.
No sale,
Cricket.
He’s a war hero,
a widower, and COO for the family brewing company, but his life lacks
spontaneity. Then, she arrives, chirping away at him, roaming his body with
those sky-blue eyes, and negotiating for something he won’t put a price on. Too
bad his heart is immediately sold.
With the
challenge accepted, this silver fox can no longer deny his desires for
something a little different.
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Welcome to Blue
Ridge where sexy silver foxes meet their match of feisty vixens.
The Harrington
brothers are a spin-off from Second Chance, but don’t you worry, this over 40
romance can be enjoyed as a stand-alone.
I always look forward
to anything by L.B. Dunbar. Her writing is so descriptive, so in the moment and
just pulls you right in. I laugh along with the characters and I also laugh AT
the characters. There is nothing better than a feel-good story and Silver
Brewer is just that. I first fell in love with L.B. with The Sex Education of
M.E. and have yet to turn back. PS .. if you haven't read that, you must hurry
up and do so. You will be hooked on her for life.
Silver Brewer is
hot, sexy and extremely swoon worthy. Over 40 romances just do it for me. This
story is real in every sense of the word... I can see this story playing out!
Add the fact that they're sizzling, and you have yourself one smokin' hot
romance story. Enjoy your time in the Blue Ridge; you'll want to move
immediately!
Available on
Kindle Unlimited!!
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PP’s Bookshelf - “Sexy.
Emotional. Angsty. Real. Honest. Heartbreaking. Swoonworthy. Heartwarming.”
Bibliophile
Chloe
- “Ms. Dunbar doesn't fail to amaze me with her writing of mature characters,
still full of life, still wanting to find love and the holy hotness of the
chemistry and smexy times!”
Cee Cee Houston - “L.B. Dunbar
has found her niche. The over 40’s is definitely a trope she does extremely
well.”
“Before you try
to steal my land, perhaps you should learn a thing or two about it.”
I stare up at
him as his expression turns virile.
“I know this
piece of property could earn you millions.” I look beyond him, taking in the
small bit of landscape I can see around his broad hips and crossed arms.
“I told you, I
don’t want the money.” He scoffs. “I’m talking about dirt under your toes. Wind
in your face. Stars in your eyes.” His eyes nearly dance as though he has
undisclosed information he’s waiting to share with me, and strangely, I want to
know his secret. And though dirt under my toes doesn’t sound pleasant, it
doesn’t sound terrible either.
Still.
Tell me. Tell me
all your wisdom and woes. I swallow with the intensity of his glare and rub a
hand down the thigh of my jeans.
“Okay, so I’m
not Pocahontas. How would I learn?” My voice cracks, sounding meek. Teach me,
Yoda.
“From the land.”
He pauses. His crossed arms bulge before me and lift with the heave of his
frustrated inhale. What would those arms feel like around me?
“And your land
will just teach me?” Oh God. Did my voice just drop? Did I exaggerate your
land, implying something other than the greenery around us? Damn Marcus and his
damnable innuendos, but if this man means I can hike his landscape, I volunteer
as tribute. “How?”
“Camping.”
“What?” I
stammer. My mouth falls open.
“Camping. Three
nights of roughing it and then I’ll think about your proposition. You break
before that and no deal.”
My proposition?
Did I proposition him? Can he see the images racing through my mind? I want to
do all kinds of things to him, starting with the body part closest to me. My
heart races, and my sweaty palms…sweat more. My breath catches.
Anything whispers
through my mind along with the song “Colors of the Wind.”
My eyes narrow.
My heart thuds to a screeching halt.
This is crazy.
But I slowly
rise, pressing up on my thigh as I stand. I come to my full height, which
doesn’t quite match his, but with the help of the two step difference, I’m
close. My gaze meets his fiery eyes. There’s one thing this man needs to learn
about me. I like nothing more than to prove others wrong.
“Challenge
accepted.”
L.B. Dunbar
loves the sweeter things in life: cookies, Coca-Cola, and romance. Her reading
journey began with a deep love of fairy tales and alpha males. She loves a deep
belly laugh and a strong hug. Occasionally, she has the energy of a Jack
Russell terrier. Accused—yes, that’s the correct word—of having an overactive
imagination, to her benefit, such an imagination works well. Author of over two
dozen novels, she’s created sexy rom-coms for the over 40; intrigue on an
island; MMA chaos; rock star mayhem, and sweet small-town romance. In addition,
she earned a title as the “myth and legend lady” for her modernizations of
mythology as elda lore. Her other duties in life include mother to four
children and wife to the one and only.
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