Holy crap, here we go on Mira & Six’s long tumultuous journey. It’s dark and mysterious, and it involves a little bit of everything, including drug use, and some hysterical dramatics. BUT, the Incredible writing will pull you through every part of this crazy ride.
 
What starts out as an organized fake relationship to help Six turns into much more in this sexy, volatile, puzzling story about two people who seemingly need nobody. Mira has no job, she’s a thief and a drug addict. But Six sees something in her, something broken, but also Beautiful. It was such a wonder to me why Six sought Mira out the way he did. I knew there must be a reason, but when it all became clear, it was delicate and precious and everything that you’d wish for in a man.
 
“It was in that moment, with his bare arms along mine, with his hands washing my skin, his eyes locking with mine and his mouth silent, that I understood intimacy for the very first time in my life.”
 
Mira’s life was in dire circumstances of her own volition, and Six, oh Six. He just cared, he gave, he fed, he paid. This man would do anything for this woman and it’s like I almost couldn’t believe it. But I did. I believed it so hard because I couldn’t NOT. The way he took care of Mira was unequivocal. It was sweet and tender, but also rough when it needed to be. Every man should love that unconditionally.  Even though Mira constantly fought him, Six never deterred. She would punch and scream and yet, he stayed, knowing the problem wasn’t surface level. Talk about never giving up, this man is just dreamy.
 
“I like being around you.” 
“Why?” 
“Because you’re invigorating. Because you’re exhausting.”
 
I spent more than half of the book having mixed feelings about Mira. She’s just so damn selfish and stubborn and then she turns around and does the sweetest thing ever. And as aggravated as this made me I realized that is exactly how she’s supposed to be because of her mental illness. The way she navigates this illness, and the fact that she lets Six help her was just beautiful and very moving. And that alone is what pushed me through, because this story isn’t pretty. It’s raw, and painful and it really isn’t a book I’d read if I wanted to feel good. YET, I did. I’m not sure how, but by the end I was a complete mess and I had so much hope, not just for the fictional characters of our world but for the millions of people who suffer from mental illness around the world. The author paints a strait forward, sincere picture of what these people go through and I now have a newfound compassion for their struggles. 
 
Seeing the struggles that Mira was accustomed to was heartbreaking. I can’t remember reading a female character that flawed before, and I really connected with her. Not because we have anything in common, but because I could feel her pain and turmoil like it was stabbing me in the heart. She went through SO much and grew attachments to things that were eventually just taken away from her. I can’t imagine myself in her shoes, but I had tremendous empathy for her character. If I’m honest, I wasn’t feeling great thoughts about this book most of the way through, yet I never once thought to not finish it. It’s almost as if I knew that I’d fall in love with every part of it, but I wouldn’t realize that until the end. And yep, that’s exactly what happened. Look, this book isn’t for everyone, I didn’t think it was for me! But it was for me, and it’s for a lot of people who will need it without even realizing. I’m enamored by Whitney Barbetti’s writing, and I can't wait for book two!

​Whitney Barbetti is really, truly awful at writing in the third person, so we're just going to change this bio up a bit and write it as first person.
I am married with two boys. When I'm not changing diapers or cutting food into tiny bites, I escape to Starbucks for hours. My blood pressure actually drops the moment I walk in, hear the baristas call my name, and inhale the aroma of coffee beans. And I don't even like coffee.
I love music and have a playlist for everything. Queen is my very favorite.
I like watching creepy shows when I am home alone but then I instantly regret them once my mind starts breeding irrational fears. I try to channel my fears into my books as a way to cope.
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​Pike and his son’s girlfriend are in the kitchen, chopping watermelon as a party rages by the pool outside.
 
PIKE
 
The remnants of the party run around the back yard, some kid catching a squealing girl who’s half-naked, and I drop my eyes again, feeling fucking stupid like this isn’t my house, and I’m some seventy-year-old pervert spying on teens gone wild running around my own damn yard.
I see Jordan glance through the window in front of us and then quickly to me, probably gauging my annoyance. There are topless women in my backyard, after all, and I freaked out over her wet T-shirt mowing the lawn the other day.
But instead, I resort to sarcasm this time. “Do you think Cramer next door is enjoying the view?”
She snorts, faltering in her chopping, and follows it with a laugh.
After a moment, though, I hear her taunting voice. “Are you?” she replies.
I widen my eyes a little, surprised, and look down at her. She casts me a cocky little smirk.
“You’re still young,” she points out, joking with me. “Still look energetic. Why don’t you go out more?”
Who says I don’t go out? My bar-hopping days are over, but I had friends over tonight, too. Granted that’s not ‘going out’, but I’m not a hermit.
“You’re not gay, are you?”
I shoot her a look. Excuse me? Didn’t we talk about my dating habits the other night?
But she shakes her head right away, clearing it. “Yeah, never mind. Didn’t think so.”
Jesus.
Granted, I don’t have as much of a social life as I could. I know that. I’m not even forty yet, and my downtime resembles my grandfather’s retirement.
I pause a moment, searching for the easiest words to explain it to her. “I like my boring life,” I tell her, my voice kind of sounding like an apology. “Most women don’t.”
“Maybe girls don’t,” she replies, a light humor in her voice that I appreciate. “I find you far from boring. You should go out more. There’s a shortage of men in this town. Too many boys.”
I smile to myself. She sees me as a man, not just someone’s father. I shouldn’t like that as much as I do.
And yes, there may be lots of boys, but there are also lots of women, and none of them are for me. Believe me, if my future wife lived in this town, I would’ve found her by now.
She slices one of her sections in half and turns it sideways to cut triangles in twos. I follow suit.
Outside, a young woman with a long brown ponytail scurries across the pool deck, her orange bikini making her tanned skin look darker.
I jerk my chin. “Should I go after her?”
Jordan glances up at the girl outside the window and drops her eyes again, continuing to slice the fruit. “She’s too hot for you.”
“You think I can’t keep up?” I joke, cutting off two more triangles. “I’ve been around the block, you know?”
“Several times by your age, I’m sure. Need a nap yet?”
Why, you little--
I slice through the fruit, and the knife comes down, its point jabbing me right on the inside of my middle finger on my left hand.
“Shit!” I drop the knife and bring my hand up, the ache sinking down to the bone. I suck in air through my teeth. Dammit.
“Oh,” Jordan gasps and drops her knife, too, wiping off her hands. “I’m sorry.” She offers a regretful little laugh. “Here, come here.”
I suck the blood off my finger, barely taking notice that she’s pushed me down onto a bar stool at the island as she retrieves bandages from the cabinet.
Did I put those there? I didn’t put those there.
Rushing over to me, she peels a package open, and I see it’s a wet wipe, probably “anti-bacterial” something or other.
“I can do it.” I hold out my hand.
But she moves in anyway, inspecting the pea-size drop of blood balling on my finger again. “I know,” she says, “I just feel bad. I didn’t mean to piss you off and distract you. I was just teasing.”
I hiss as whatever’s on the wipe hits my open wound. “You didn’t piss me off,” I tell her, but it comes out as a growl. “Well, you did, I guess. You always do, but it’s in a good way.”
“In a good way?” Her brows furrow.
Yeah, like, you know, fun. You’re fun. And kind of funny. And pretty interesting. I don’t know how she makes my temper rise so quickly, and over stupid, petty shit, and I can’t explain why, but I like it.
I don’t know how to tell her that, though. It sounds weird.
When I don’t answer the question, she continues, her voice quiet and serious. “You know,” she says, not looking at me. “If you are interested in her, I can bring her around more. If you want.”
The girl in the orange bikini?
“Bring her around?”
She nods, wiping my finger still. “A sleepover or something maybe? You won’t have to make a move. She’ll jump you.”
She won’t look at me, but I stare down at her nevertheless. She wants to get me laid?
I feel a warm, light sweat cover my spine as I become aware of the heat of her body standing between my legs. I watch as she blows hair out of her face only for it to fall back into the same spot again.
Orange Bikini isn’t the one I want jumping me.
Absently, I reach up and brush the hair out of her eye, grazing her forehead as I tuck it behind her ear for her. Her gaze rises, meeting mine as I let my hand fall down the strands of her smooth hair, and my heart skips a beat as we both stand there, locked.
I can almost feel her face in my hands. The urge is so strong to know what it’s like to hold just a part of her.
Jesus Christ. I drop my hand, looking down at the small wound on my middle finger.
“So do you want me to?” she broaches quietly, almost like she’s afraid of what I’m about to say.
I shake my head. “No,” I finally tell her. “She’s not bad, but she’s not what I like.”
She unwraps a Band-Aid and fastens it to my finger, slowing smoothening over the bandage again and again.
My fingers tingle where she holds them, and I watch her face, her focus still not leaving my hand.
And then suddenly, she nearly whispers, “Well, what do you like?”
I watch as she licks her lips, her breathing shallow, and there’s a jolt to my cock, making me feel damn near ready to tear something apart with my teeth.
What is she doing to me?
 

​5 Stars!! 

Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ. 5 Stars!! 

Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ. 5 Stars!! 

Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ. 

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Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ.

​Jessica Ruben lives and works in New York City, where she spends her days dominating in the court room as an attorney. Come nightfall, she writes romances centering on gorgeous alpha males and the intelligent women who love them.
 
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​5 Stars!! 
OH MY HEART...

AS IF the angst from book one wasn’t enough, I went through emotional deja-vu-kill-me-now moments in book 2! I thought I knew what I wanted as a reader, but now I’m all screwed up and I have no clue if what I initially wanted is what I wanted in the end. My feelings are mush but I wouldn’t have it any other way because WOW. If you could here the sounds that were coming from my body... it’s as if I were possessed at times<—-my family can attest to this. But I knew I’d be ok because Kandi is the only one who could cure the disaster going on in my heart, and she did. SO beautifully. Love is grimy and haphazard but you’re willing to go through it regardless of all the ugly, because you know feeling those gutter feels and those heavenly highs are the best damn moments in your memories! And this book gives you ALL OF THAT. Uggggh my poor heart couldn’t take it! COULD. NOT. TAKE. IT.

These characters are all so dimensional and vivid, and I felt each of them so deeply through their different POV’s. I almost ALWAYS have a favorite character while reading any type of series, but with this duet I changed my mind SO MANY TIMES. That just proves how amazing the writing is. When an author can manufacture a story that actually makes you rethink your own morals and preconceived notions, that’s when you know it’s a job well done. Like WOW. Did I just question my own self like 85 times? YUP, I sure did! 

I want to address the fact that this book is a love triangle. This is no secret, it was advertised as much. It’s also a duet, which typically means book 1 will end in a cliffhanger. No surprise here either. What WAS a surprise is that no matter how much I love triangles and cliffy’s, I still found myself going absolutely bonkers and wondering WHY I love them so much? Why do I do this to myself? I’m pacing, and grunting, and snotting all over the place, this isn’t fun is it? The simple answer is yes. And you can’t be a true lover of all of the above unless you have faith in the author. Kandi is one of those very special writers that delivers her heart on every page, and you can actually FEEL IT. I always know that no matter what the outcome, I will be delivered an impassioned story, with grit and wonder and all the amazing things you look for in a book that are meant to take you away from all the real things in life. By the end of this book I was an absolute mess. I was pissed, I was happy, I was just aghhhh. Of course I was leaning one way, and in the end it doesn’t really matter because it ended how it was meant to end. This has never happened to me before, where my heart was so torn but I was okay with the pain, because the story was so thought provoking and profound. This series is going right to the top of my list because I won’t forget this one for a while. It left me puffy and red and spent, but I would do it all over again because the experience was that amazing.

​Kandi Steiner is a Creative Writing and Advertising/Public Relations graduate from the University of Central Florida living in Tampa. Kandi works full time as a social media specialist, but also works part time as a Zumba fitness instructor and blackjack dealer.
Kandi started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic (like most girls brought up on Disney movies).
When Kandi isn’t working or writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys beach days, movie marathons, live music, craft beer and sweet wine – not necessarily in that order.
 
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"A heartbreakingly romantic tale about true love and inner strength. You will never forget it."
--Kristen Callihan, New York Times Bestselling Author
 
 LONG SHOT, a deeply emotional, thought-provoking standalone love story from Kennedy Ryan is available NOW!  

​“Iris?” August’s frown, the concern on his face, in his voice, remind me where I am. “Baby, you okay?”
           I blink down at him dumbly, swallowing my tears, eating my memories whole and digesting a nightmare from long ago. I nod, my lips a cold, wobbly curve.
           “Kiss me,” he whispers, his eyes so tender, so intent.
I remember a magical night under the stars, under a streetlight on the eve of greatness. A night filled with laughter and confidences, pregnant with promise. And I see him so clearly, my prince, asking for a kiss.
And I do.
I kiss him like the world might end tonight because I’ll never take this for granted. Not his kindness, when I’ve known cruelty all too well. Not his tenderness, when I’ve been handled roughly in the past. Not his love, when I’ve been possessed and owned and mistreated.
He thaws me with his kiss, my prince, and I melt into him. We’re chest to chest, with August’s number crushed between us. I take his cock in my hand, aligning our bodies, and two become one in a carnal slide of flesh. I anchor myself by my elbows hooked around his neck, and we kiss until I’m dizzy and our breaths tangle in a cloud of bliss. Under the jersey, his palm spans my back, digging into the naked flesh as our hips lock and roll and grind. My body clenches around him, and we pray, we curse, we moan, we mate like our bodies were made for this moment.
Ours is a love that reimagines—that peels back the sky at high noon searching for the stars, collecting them like shells in a bucket. We bathe in stardust, drink from the Milky Way, and dance on the moon. We pierce the firmament, peer into infinity, and tread on time and space. There is no before. There is no after. Now gives birth to forever. This moment may die, but this love never will. Time is not a line. It’s a circle, and we, August and Iris, we stand at the center.

​Kennedy Ryan is a Southern girl gone Southern California. A Top 100 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy writes romance about remarkable women who thrive even in tough times, the love they find, and the men who cherish them.
 
She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Atlanta families living with Autism, she has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other media outlets as an advocate for families living with autism.
 
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This is probably one the most intense, addictive, heart pounding, angst-ridden, books I’ve ever read! And thank you Kandi Steiner because that is my FAVORITE THING TO READ. THIS BOOK had me pulling my hair out, I didn’t know whether to cry or scream at times. Mix that with the beautiful writing and I was GONE. Absolutely done for. This is book 1 in the What He Doesn’t Know duet and HOLY CRAP I’m in physical pain from the ache I feel from needing book 2! I’m a HUGE fan of love triangles and cliffhangers, and I knew this would rip me apart when I read it. I had so many of those moments I crave when reading books in this genre. Anger, frustration, sadness, YES moments, NO moments, happy moments and all the butterfly moments. 
 
Reese, Charlie, and Cameron are such complex characters, and even though you get to know more of Reese and Charlie in this book, I believe we will learn more about Cameron in Book 2. Or that’s the assumption I’m making! I have no clue, but he’s quite mysterious. I loved learning about Charlie and Reese and their backgrounds, they are such amazing characters that you want to hug and love in real life. At times I wanted to strangle Charlie, and slap Cameron. But Reese was always a constant for me. I love that man.
 
Okay… the WRITING, oh my goodness can this woman write a book. Every single nuance and attention to detail is perfectly placed as to draw the reader in deeper and deeper, it was so beautiful and raw. I went back several times to read my highlights just to let those words soak in, Kandi is such a unique and talented lady. There’s so much depth to her words, and even when your stomach drops and you feel empty, you’re still full because of the way this story inhabits you. It will fill you AND eat you up and spit you out, BOTH things will happen.
 
This story is a crazy, insane, blizzard of emotions, and it totally swept me off my feet in a whirlwind romance that I’m afraid will destroy me like I know it will destroy one of these characters. There’s also an almost angelic extension of this story that involves birds, and I know that sounds crazy, but it won’t when you read it. I absolutely loved how Kandi incorporated this bittersweet angle that runs parallel with the inner workings of these characters’ emotions. It’s just beautiful. Heartbreakingly beautiful. I haven’t cried this hard in a long time, and it felt good, but I’m crawling out of my skin for book two, I know I must be patient, just like these two men. I’m just scared of the inevitability for one of them. This is seriously one of my favorite books this year. 5 STARS. Must read.

​Kandi Steiner is a Creative Writing and Advertising/Public Relations graduate from the University of Central Florida living in Tampa. Kandi works full time as a social media specialist, but also works part time as a Zumba fitness instructor and blackjack dealer.
Kandi started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic (like most girls brought up on Disney movies).
When Kandi isn’t working or writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys beach days, movie marathons, live music, craft beer and sweet wine – not necessarily in that order.
 
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