The Sweetest October
by Megan
Slayer
GENRE: Contemporary
Romance
BLURB:
Allison Prince never
planned on leaving her job with the Waite Gazette, but when the chance to
discover her past comes along, she can’t say no. She’s determined to learn
about her grandmother and make the advice in her column more relatable. With
her rescue dog, Woofy, beside her, she sets out to learn as much as she can
about Hallowsville, Ohio.
Erik Greene doesn’t
believe in love and isn’t fond of Halloween. He’s convinced his broken heart
won’t heal—until he meets Allison and visits the local animal shelter. He
doesn’t want a journalist snooping around Hallowsville. But Allison isn’t all
she seems and the pup at the shelter proves love is possible.
Can he open his heart
to new opportunities and chase the love of his life? Or is he destined to be
the Dandy Devil of Hallowsville all alone?
Excerpt:
©2018 Megan Slayer, All Rights
Reserved
“I knew about you long before your
emails, even if I didn’t realize I did.”
“Erik?” He had to have said
something. He hated her.
“Mr. Surly?” Delilah laughed and
shook her head. “No.”
“Does he ever smile?” She toyed with
the class covering the counter. “Or would that break his face?”
“He’s good at distant.”
“Too bad. He’s cute.” She hadn’t
wanted to blurt that out. “But petulant.”
Delilah’s brows rose and she stopped
laughing. “Remember the cute comment when you’ve fallen in love with him and he
doesn’t return your feelings. Trust me. He’s cute, but he’s a handful very few
women want to take on.”
“He can be all the cute he wants. I
can tell you he won’t make a move.”
“Why wouldn’t he ask you out?”
Delilah asked. “You’re adorable. It runs in the family, you know. We’re all
adorable.”
“Compared to you and the other women
I’ve seen, I’m nothing great. I’m short, curvy and not perfect,” Allie said.
She knew her limits. Her exes liked to remind her as to where she could
improve. Erik would be the same. “Why aren’t you with him? Or are you? You make
a handsome couple.”
“Erik? No.” Delilah rewrapped a
spool of ribbon around the cardboard. “He’s not my type, but I’ve dated him. It
was a disaster.” She tapped the spool on the counter. “You’re more his type.”
“No thanks.” She refused to even try
when she had the feeling she’d be shot down on the first date.
“Well, don’t think you’ll cure him.
He’s beyond help.”
“I don’t know what you mean, but I
won’t.”
“Remember that.”
“I’m not looking to date anyone. I
dumped my boyfriend right before I left because I found out he’d cheated on me.
I don’t have time to go through that again. Plus, once the month-long trip down
memory lane is over, I’m back at the Gazette.” So she’d slipped and said she
was home. So what? The word change was a simple goof-up. Nothing more.
“We don’t have a paper here in
Hallowsville,” Delilah said.
“Okay?” She didn’t understand. “You
share one with the next town over? The county?”
“Nope.” Delilah put the ribbon down.
“You are an Astor. You’ve got the right to stick around and since you’re in the
newspaper business, you’d know how to run one. Why not stay a while after the
month and give us a newspaper? There’s still a press and once people found out
we had a paper again, you’d have business.”
“I write columns, not oversee
publications.” Running a newspaper? Half the time she struggled with balancing
her checkbook. The thought of accounts, advertising, stories…she’d sink in
weeks.
“You helped run the student paper in
college.”
“It was a free paper and mostly used
by the students to line bird cages and for house-breaking dogs.” Her heart
sank. “I don’t know anything about the day-to-day operations of a paper.”
“It’s not like you’d be running it
alone.” Delilah left her stool and retrieved three spools of ribbon from the
other end of the counter. “Hallowsville is a remarkable place. When we see a
need, we find a way to fill it and come together while doing so. You might be
better at running the paper than you think.”
“Delilah.” No matter what she said,
she wouldn’t change her cousin’s mind.
“I hope you rethink the paper, but I
really hope you stick to your gut feeling concerning Erik.”
AUTHOR Bio
and Links:
Megan
Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more
than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and
published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to
LGBTQ and BDSM themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but
with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love,
no matter what the form. She’s been the runner up in the Kink Category at Love
Romances Café as well as nominated at the LRC for best author, best contemporary,
best ménage and best anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists
on Amazon.com.
When
she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three
dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her
sport of choice. Find out more about Megan and Wendi at:
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Thank you for hosting me today! I'm glad to be here. Readers, what's your favorite sweet read author?
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