Tuesday, May 14, 2024

*`Release Blitz: Love Hazard by Rachel Van Dyken`*

Hating the guy across the street should never lead to camping, bears, and kissing.

Love Hazard, an all-new steamy novella set in The Bet world from New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken is now live!

When hate leads to love next door…


My dad is protective. Scratch that. He’s like the person who would grab a chair, place it on the lawn, and watch me walk across the street just to deliver an apple. So, when a bet between the rude, good-looking guy across the way becomes a full-on battle, it turns into absolute chaos.

He says my degree is useless and that I’m a rich, spoiled princess.

I say he’s an idiot who only knows how to fix motorcycles and is incapable of having a clean-shaven face.

He gives me a tiara. Thanks.

I buy him a razor. Perfect.

He follows that up with a book… Like. I. Can’t. Read.

I then give him soap—explanation easy there.

The following day, I receive a pink princess blanket that I may or may not have burned and tossed on his front doorstep, not realizing his dad is a cop. Now, both dads want the war to stop between us, forcing us to go on a camping trip to bury the hatchet—which I’m convinced he actually brought.

He’s a hazard to my health.

But it’s only a weekend. I honestly don’t know if we’ll make it out alive, but the dads are tired of it all. Regardless, I’ll come out, and prove I'm not the princess he thinks I am. Maybe he’ll end up lost in the woods—one can only hope.

One thing’s for sure. I will never, ever fall for him.

Ever.

A bet with the boy next door? Challenge accepted. I’ll be waiting for my trophy at the finish line.

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Grin smug, I was maybe a foot from the Jeep when I heard a crack and looked down.
A branch.
A branch under my foot.
Slowly, I looked over my right shoulder.
Hell was waiting for me there.
With a yell, I grabbed the driver’s side door and jerked it open, then started the Jeep and hit the accelerator with a bear close behind me.
“Ahhhhh!” Hazel screamed as she got thrown across the back seat. “I’m not buckled in.”
“But you are alive.” I took a turn, then another, then went up onto the highway and headed toward the small town of Canon Beach. “You’re alive.”
I was damn near hyperventilating when she crawled into the front seat, buckled up, and turned to me, her brown eyes twinkling. “Naked and Afraid has nothing on us.”
“Well,” I joked, “at least the afraid part. We didn’t have to get naked.”
The air thickened.
Shit.
Again, I did it to myself.
“I guess.” Her voice was quiet. “There are no rules in nature, anyway.”
Vague.
I wanted to ask her what she meant, and then I wanted to analyze and digest every part of the sentence.
My grip tightened on the steering wheel. “We’ll just find a hotel.”
Yes, because that would fix every ounce of sexual tension—forced proximity, a comfy bed, bathrobes, and adrenaline.
Sure.
Oh, the lies we tell ourselves.

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