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11/02/22

Pre-order Viaggio nel sogno!

🇮🇹 Bailey Spade is coming to Italy! Book 1, Viaggio nel sogno, is now up for pre-order on all major retailers. I’m excited for my Italian readers to finally meet the Girl from Gomorrah as she embarks on her many epic dreamwalking adventures! Click HERE to pre-order your copy.

07/14/22

New Misha Bell romance is now LIVE!

WOO!!! Sextuplet and the City is HERE! 🥳🥳 Lemon might not have much class, but she definitely makes up for it in sass. 😉 Who’s ready for this hilarious fake marriage romance?! 💍🍭

🍋 START READING Sextuplet and the City 🍋
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What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it?

Okay, let me explain. I broke into my crush’s dressing room to sniff his tights (not in a pervy way, I swear!) and got busted while, um… you get the idea. He then kind of, sort of blackmailed me into agreeing to a fake green card marriage with him. But hey, I’m not complaining.

Next thing I know, we’re on a flight to Vegas to make our friends and family think we had a crazy drunken night and, in the spur of the moment, tied the knot. Except… that’s exactly what happens. (Thanks a lot, vodka.)

Considering that he’s the most desirable ballet dancer in New York City and I’m a garage-dwelling secret blogger with a major sweet tooth, there’s no way this marriage could ever become real. Not to mention my totally crazy family and my aversion to every smell under the sun—except his.

All I can hope for is to not fall in love with my husband. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?

07/05/22

Sextuplet and the City is one week away!

Mr. Big is coming (ahem) your way VERY soon! 🌶️😜 Get ready for more hilarious Hyman hijinks in ONE WEEK!!! 🤩

🍋 PRE-ORDER Sextuplet and the City 🍋
➤ Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3Mvxod6
➤ Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3NYFuw7
➤ Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/3xlaFey
➤ Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/3MrsCNP
➤ Apple Books: https://apple.co/3MtdhfJ
➤ Barnes & Noble: https://bit.ly/3H3rNd5
➤ Google Play: https://bit.ly/391J89D
➤ Kobo: https://bit.ly/396eOLe
Paperback/audio goes live on/around release day!

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it?

Okay, let me explain. I broke into my crush’s dressing room to sniff his tights (not in a pervy way, I swear!) and got busted while, um… you get the idea. He then kind of, sort of blackmailed me into agreeing to a fake green card marriage with him. But hey, I’m not complaining.

Next thing I know, we’re on a flight to Vegas to make our friends and family think we had a crazy drunken night and, in the spur of the moment, tied the knot. Except… that’s exactly what happens. (Thanks a lot, vodka.)

Considering that he’s the most desirable ballet dancer in New York City and I’m a garage-dwelling secret blogger with a major sweet tooth, there’s no way this marriage could ever become real. Not to mention my totally crazy family and my aversion to every smell under the sun—except his.

All I can hope for is to not fall in love with my husband. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?

06/21/22

Three more weeks!!!

Totally platonic massage. Not hard at all. Except it is. Very. Hard… 🔥 Sextuplet and the City is 3 WEEKS AWAY! 😱😱😱

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it?

Okay, let me explain. I broke into my crush’s dressing room to sniff his tights (not in a pervy way, I swear!) and got busted while, um… you get the idea. He then kind of, sort of blackmailed me into agreeing to a fake green card marriage with him. But hey, I’m not complaining.

Next thing I know, we’re on a flight to Vegas to make our friends and family think we had a crazy drunken night and, in the spur of the moment, tied the knot. Except… that’s exactly what happens. (Thanks a lot, vodka.)

Considering that he’s the most desirable ballet dancer in New York City and I’m a garage-dwelling secret blogger with a major sweet tooth, there’s no way this marriage could ever become real. Not to mention my totally crazy family and my aversion to every smell under the sun—except his.

All I can hope for is to not fall in love with my husband. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?

06/16/22

More Misha Bell is less than a month away!

Lemon’s heart is in some serious danger here… 💘 Mild PDA? Yeah, right. 😅 Sextuplet and the City is less than a month away! Pre-order your copy below:

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it?

Okay, let me explain. I broke into my crush’s dressing room to sniff his tights (not in a pervy way, I swear!) and got busted while, um… you get the idea. He then kind of, sort of blackmailed me into agreeing to a fake green card marriage with him. But hey, I’m not complaining.

Next thing I know, we’re on a flight to Vegas to make our friends and family think we had a crazy drunken night and, in the spur of the moment, tied the knot. Except… that’s exactly what happens. (Thanks a lot, vodka.)

Considering that he’s the most desirable ballet dancer in New York City and I’m a garage-dwelling secret blogger with a major sweet tooth, there’s no way this marriage could ever become real. Not to mention my totally crazy family and my aversion to every smell under the sun—except his.

All I can hope for is to not fall in love with my husband. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?

06/08/22

New romantic comedy is just around the corner!

Are you ready for more Hyman sister hilarity? 🩲 Sextuplet and the City, a laugh-out-loud fake marriage romance, is coming NEXT MONTH! 🤩🤩 Pre-order your copy below and stay tuned for more teasers!

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it?

Okay, let me explain. I broke into my crush’s dressing room to sniff his tights (not in a pervy way, I swear!) and got busted while, um… you get the idea. He then kind of, sort of blackmailed me into agreeing to a fake green card marriage with him. But hey, I’m not complaining.

Next thing I know, we’re on a flight to Vegas to make our friends and family think we had a crazy drunken night and, in the spur of the moment, tied the knot. Except… that’s exactly what happens. (Thanks a lot, vodka.)

Considering that he’s the most desirable ballet dancer in New York City and I’m a garage-dwelling secret blogger with a major sweet tooth, there’s no way this marriage could ever become real. Not to mention my totally crazy family and my aversion to every smell under the sun—except his.

All I can hope for is to not fall in love with my husband. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?