The Boyfriend Experience by Carly Phillips & Erika Wilde (Review)

Have you ever looked for a book that mashed up The Wedding Date and Meet the Fockers, and eventually made it's on story? No! Now you have with The Boyfriend Experience. The Boyfriend Experience manages to mash up those two movies and eventually weaved itself into its own story.

We meet Eric Miller who is the ultimate playboy who ends up getting sucked into his friend's app with his own profile. Thinking that he would call the whole thing off, but is intrigued by Evie Bennett. Now evening is looking for someone to replace her ex-boyfriend for a family reunion. It's pretty easy to see where it's similar to The Wedding Date, but Eric isn't a male escort. Now you wonder how this is anything like Meet the Fockers, well you have to meet Evie's parents and it becomes crystal clear.

Yes, you are going to find an insta-love read with this one, but once at the family reunion it has its funny points. Oh my goodness, I love Evie's parents. At the family reunion you do start to see the story morph into it's own story. You will find a sappy ending, but you will be wanting that sappy ending. A fairly quick read with The Boyfriend Experience, but it's a fun fill read. So, if you are in the mood for something fun, heart-warming, and possible sappy tears here and there, you might give The Boyfriend Experience a try.

Copy provided by author via RockStar PR

Author's Pal Review + Excerpt + Giveaway: Mr. Misunderstood by Sara Jane Stone

Mr. Misunderstood

Sara Jane Stone

March 4, 2019

Rule #1: Maintain Control.

You think you know me. The cars, the penthouse, the reputation for delivering women to that “Oh, yes, Gavin” moment… Yeah, I’m the bad boy billionaire who drives your fantasies. 

But I’ve traveled a long road to get here. And I played by the rules—the ones I wrote to guarantee I didn’t return to whom I was before. 

Until now. The pictures, the story—it’s my past coming back to haunt me. I’ve lost control. And to get it back, I need to change the story.

So I asked my best friend and neighbor for help. Kayla agreed—if I support her growing pack of four-legged misfits. 

My life is under control again.

Only I’m falling for my best friend. Now, my New York City apartment is full of rescued pups, my country retreat looks more like an animal sanctuary, and Kayla’s guarding her heart. 

And I’m running out of time to prove the girl next door belongs with the billionaire.

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