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The Wonder of You by Harper Kincaid Blog Tour

The Wonder of You by Harper Kincaid Blog Tour

The Wonder of You by Harper Kincaid is a wonderland that satisfies your deepest desires with a clever balance of humor, intoxicating charm, witty banter and a healthy dose of spice. It’s a must read book adventure that will change you forever. How? It’s a story about a woman who must tackle her fears, step out of her comfort zone and take a trip down the rabbit hole. With one click, you can take a journey with Alice. Are you ready?

Alice Leighton is a southern girl who has landed in New York City, as far as the eye can see are tall skyscrapers, taxi cabs, and people moving quickly to their destination. When her professor insists that she take her desires outside of her comfort bubble in order to be a better therapist, will she be able to let her inhibitions fly? Who will help her? Oh, Alice, what will you do? Will all her problems be solved by tapping into her inner cravings?

Dare Grangeworth has become weary of women, are they with him for his fame and fortune? Always questioning their motives has left alone, afraid to get too close for fear tragedy will strike twice. It will take the most unexpected thing to turn his world upside down and shake up his teacups. What if Alice isn’t like all the other women? Is he finally strong enough to explore

New York City is a magical place for discovery and enchantment. Harper takes us down the rabbit hole as Alice attempts to unlock her desires and stop living a life other’s want for her. Dare will discover that in order to fully move forward in his career he’ll have to unlock his inner trust wall, will Alice break through his fortress?

Alice and Dare will need each other to overcome their fears and move beyond the past. They will be tested, tempted, and teased. Who will outlast and who will dare to play the game? What would you do if you were pulled into wonderland, would you take the challenge and conquer your desires?

At $1.99 it’s a perfectly priced bookcation that is a unique twist on a beloved childhood story that is brilliant and absolutely intoxicating. I raise my glass to the cover designer, you have captured the essence of what this book is all about and the little details inside are magical. If you’ve never read a Harper Kincaid book you’re in for a treat, it’s her best yet. The stage is set for more adventure, who will it be next? I can’t wait! 

Scorchin – Caution, may lead to unexpected need to turn on the A/C. I received this ARC from Inkslinger PR for a fair and honest review.

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Author Info:

Born in California and raised in South Florida, Harper Kincaid has moved around like a gypsy with a bounty on her head ever since. For years, she was a jill of all trades and a master of none, but is now tickled hot pink to pen stories that break and mend people’s hearts for a living. Kincaid believes seduction occurs from the neck up, which is why her characters are smart, sexy, and slightly quirky – and definitely worthy to be your next hard-core book crush.

When not writing, she adores listening to indie, lo-fi, complaint rock played on vinyl, the theater, well-informed optimism, happy endings (both kinds), and making those close to her laugh ’til they snort. She is a self-admitted change junkie, loving new experiences and places, but has now happily settled in the cutest lil’ town, Vienna, Virginia.


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Cover Reveal for The Wonder of You by Harper Kincaid

Cover Reveal for The Wonder of You by Harper Kincaid

Today we are sharing the cover of THE WONDER OF YOU by Harper Kincaid. This is a modern-day, romantic re-telling of Alice in Wonderland. Check out the teasers and blurb below. Follow Harper’s newsletter for exclusive excerpts and giveaways.


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The Wonder of You by Harper Kincaid

Modern Alice in Wonderland Re-telling

Releasing February 13, 2018

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Official Synopsis:

What if Alice didn’t fall down the rabbit hole, but instead, traveled through
Lincoln Tunnel into another kind of Wonderland:
New York City.

The best day of twenty-five year old Alice Leighton’s life was the day she got to put her nothing special, lil Southern town in her rear-view mirror. Good-bye to phony ‘bless your hearts’ and ‘I’ll pray for you’ crap, all while talking trash behind her back. She’s New York City’s latest addition and she’s going to work her ass off proving she earned her spot in the country’s top grad program.
Never again will she let some jerk derail her future and break her heart. Oh, and no more players. She’s D.O.N.E with the ‘cool guys’.
Getting caught up in Dare Grangeworth, the art world’s resident bad boy, was not part of her Alice 2.0 plan, even if he is just her type, with his beard, tats sleeves and intense green eyes. When he’s not dodging the press or his cultish fan base, Dare’s making art that makes a statement. Women seem to lose their heads around him – all the more reason why he finds Alice’s candor refreshing. He’s used to women giving in – not giving attitude.
He has to get to know this girl, even if it means allowing himself to be the subject of her research. Before too long, he becomes more than a simple outlier she can explain away. And for him everything starts to feel larger than life and upside down, like a heady rush, all while desperately trying not to lose his heart.
Become lost and found in this re-imagined story of Alice and her cast of characters, in a world where Wonderland meets Sex-and-the-City.

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Born in California and raised in South Florida, Harper Kincaid has moved around like a gypsy with a bounty on her head ever since. For years, she was a jill of all trades and a master of none, but is now tickled hot pink to pen stories that break and mend people’s hearts for a living. Kincaid believes seduction occurs from the neck up, which is why her characters are smart, sexy, and slightly quirky – and definitely worthy to be your next hard-core book crush.

When not writing, she adores listening to indie, lo-fi, complaint rock played on vinyl, the theater, well-informed optimism, happy endings (both kinds), and making those close to her laugh ’til they snort. She is a self-admitted change junkie, loving new experiences and places, but has now happily settled in the cutest lil’ town, Vienna, Virginia.


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A Spicy Latte must read from Harper Kincaid

A Spicy Latte must read from Harper Kincaid

Official Blurb:

Sometimes the best thing a good girl can do is make a bad decision.

Jessica has always been the girl with her head in the clouds and her nose in a book, only dating the “nice guys”. But when rough-around-the-edges Viking-biker-god, Mad Max, and his precocious little girl move onto her street, Jessica falls hard and fast for both of them.

Max is no stranger to women wanting to share his bed—and he’s always been more than happy to oblige them all. He’s lived wild all his life—that is, until a daughter shows up on his doorstep and he meets a redheaded angel down the block.

There’s nothing more he wants than to claim Jessica as his, to bring the gorgeous spitfire to his bed. But a man like him doesn’t get a happy ending with a woman like her. He’s got a whole other life, one he’s kept secret for good reason.

If Jessica found out what he really is, there’s no way she could love him. He should keep his hands to himself. But he’s Mad Max—he’s never done the right thing, and he’s not going to start now.

Warning: Contains a dominating alpha male who’s a lot more than he seems, and a good girl with a swirl of flavors under her vanilla.


The Whole Latte:

Girl Breaker by Harper Kincaid is a fast-paced contemporary romance that will prove that first impressions, family relationships and trust, can make or break a relationship despite an intense chemistry brewing between the hero and heroine. I am a huge Harper Kincaid fan and was thrilled to discover her upcoming release in the Break on Through series waiting for me in my e-reader. I just love book fairies!

Welcome to Vienna, Virginia where Jess has found a home, neighborhood with charm and a quick drive into DC. There is just one thing missing, a man. When Jess falls for Max it will force her to figure out just how strong she is, can she stand up to the one person she loves the most? Are fairy tales real? Can a man, like Max swoop in and rescue her? Is her past buried or will secrets be revealed that could change everything?

Max would do anything for those he loves, but there is sacrifice. Can he win her over despite his past? It will take a leap of faith, a little trust and someone willing to risk it all to melt Max’s heart. Oh, we can’t forget the added bonus of motorcycles and a certain something no one can figure out just yet?

When friends and family discover who has captured Jess’s heart, what will happen and will she live up to her reputation of predictability and sweetness?

I found this dominant alpha hero different. Perhaps it was Harper’s writing, the sexy alpha Max, or just the way the story organically evolves, a cocktail of grit, biker grease and a roller coaster of emotions. It had my heart clinging to every word until the very last page. A story filled with secrets, sizzle and a hero who can turn any woman’s heart to mush. If you like a bad boy biker that will surprise you page after page and a heroine who is strong and wiling to fight for what she wants, then one-click this e-book now. You will only have to wait hours until this book releases!

This three pepper spicy latte sizzles and is a must read. While this is the third book in the Break on Through Series it can be read as a standalone. However, I will be downloading the series shortly. 3 JalepenosThis story is pretty hot with content for mature readers 18 +.

I received this ARC from the author for a fair and honest review.

A woman with the heart of a revolutionary,
The mind of a pragmatist,
And the inappropriate humor of your tipsy BFF…
Born in California and raised in South Florida, I’ve moved around like a gypsy with a bounty on my head ever since. Along the way, I’ve worked as a community organizer, a professional matchmaker, an art teacher, a popular blogger, and a crisis counselor (to name a few). All the while, longing to have the guts and follow-through to do what I really wanted: to write and become a published author. That wish has finally come true and tickled pink with glitter over this good piece of fortune.What else? Hmm…I love indie, lo-fi, complaint rock played on vinyl, wearing black because it’s slimming, the theater, well-informed optimism, happy endings (both kinds),and making those close to me laugh ’til they snort. I’m a self-admitted change junkie, loving new experiences and places, but have now happily settled in the cutest lil’ town, Vienna, Virginia.

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Tidbits from a few Spicy Latte Heroes Round Two

In honor of the WRW Readers and Bloggers Luncheon this weekend I’m highlighting a few authors today on the blog.

It’s time to have a little fun – Enjoy!


Ten Thermal Tidbits from Kellan Walker (Skin Deep by Kimberly Kincaid)

1.You could have chosen any profession, why a firefighter? I’m not a suit and tie kind of guy. I’m good under pressure, so I figured I’d play to my strengths. After being an Army Ranger, it felt like a good fit.

2. What’s the most challenging aspect of being a firefighter? Besides having to stomach our rookie Slater’s cooking? Probably dealing with the stuff we see. Calls can get really intense. But a lot of them turn out okay, so that makes it a lot easier.

3. Boxers or briefs? Boxer briefs. Best of both worlds.

4. Would you pose for a pin-up calendar, if it was for a good cause? And get the crap that goes with that? No way! I’d make a donation for the good cause, though.

5. What’s your guilty pleasure? (remember we have a PG-13 audience Kellan 😉 PG 13, PG 13…okay, then I’ll go with action movies. Isabella and I will sometimes stay home and marathon a whole bunch of them back to back. Then we make our own action 😉

6. Hard Rock or Country? Mostly hard rock

7. Favorite Movie? I’m going old school. Die Hard. Bruce Willis is a badass!

8. Most romantic thing you’ve done? I’m not really a hearts and flowers kind of guy, but lucky for me, Isabella’s even tougher than I am. I surprised her with a trip to the gun range last week. She loved it, and I loved that she did. Everybody won.

9. You open up your ipod, top five songs in your playlist? Moth Into Flame, by Metallica, Animals, by Maroon 5, Sucker for Pain, by Lil Wayne, Radioactive, by Imagine Dragons, and Til the Love Runs Out, by One Republic

10. It’s Sunday and Baseball is on the TV, who are you rooting for? I’m not much of a baseball guy. But if I had to pick…the San Francisco Giants.


Kellan made his way up Washington Boulevard, where he’d parked yesterday morning before shift. Funny how quiet the city could be before things like rush hour and regular workdays kicked in, all soft sunlight and clean storefronts. He slid in a breath of cool air, scanning the sidewalk and the two-lane thoroughfare where Station Seventeen was situated.

He saw the woman leaning against his ’68 Camaro from forty feet away.

Kellan’s pulse flared even though his footsteps never faltered. Long, denim-wrapped legs leading to lean muscles and lush, sexy curves. Loose, confident stance that spoke of both awareness and strength. Long, caramel-colored hair that she tossed away from her face as soon as she saw him coming, and God dammit, that was the second time this week he’d been blindsided by Isabella Moreno.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, wincing inwardly as the words crossed his lips. Not that he didn’t feel every inch of the attitude behind them, because after her f#&k-up had put his sister’s life in danger three months ago, he so did. But slapping his emotions on his sleeve wasn’t on Kellan’s agenda, good, bad, or extremely pissed off. Of course, Isabella already knew he was chock full of the emotion behind door number three, anyway.

She pushed herself off the Camaro’s cherry red quarter panel, sliding one hand to her unnervingly voluptuous hip while the other remained wrapped around a cup of coffee. “Waiting for you.”

“I got that.” His tone left the what-for part of the question hanging between them, and Kellan had to hand it to her. Moreno wasn’t the type to mince words.

“I need a favor. I want you to walk me through the scene of Monday’s fire.”

Jesus, she had a sense of humor. Also, balls the size of Jupiter. “You want me to take you back to the scene of a fire that gutted a three-story house just to give you a play by play?”

She nodded, her brown eyes narrowing against the sunlight just starting to break past the buildings around them. “That about sums it up, yeah.”

“It’s a little early for you to be punching the clock, isn’t it?” he asked. Most people weren’t even halfway to the door just shy of oh-seven-hundred on a weekday morning. 

Moreno? Not most people, apparently. “What can I say? I’m feeling ambitious.”

Kellan resisted the urge to launch a less-than-polite comment about her work ethic, albeit barely. “I already told you and Sinclair everything I know.”

“Okay.” Her shoulders rose and fell beneath her dark gray leather jacket, easy and smooth. “So humor me and walk me through it again anyway.”

His sixth sense took a jab at his gut, prompting him to give the question in his head a voice. “Is this part of the investigation?”

“Why do you ask?” she said, and yeah, that was a no.

“Because you called it a favor, and you just answered my question with a question.”

Moreno paused. “I’m a cop. We do that.”

Nope. No way was he buying this. Not even on her best day. “And I’m a firefighter who’s not interested in putting his ass in a sling just to humor you with an unsanctioned walk-through.”

The RFD might offer a little latitude on firefighters revisiting scenes—a fact Kellan would bet his left nut Moreno damn well knew—but just because he’d worked the job didn’t mean he had carte blanche to prance through the place like a fucking show pony now that the fire was out.

Not that a little thing like protocol seemed to bother Isabella in the least. “Your ass will be fine. I’ll take full responsibility.”

“I’m pretty sure I’ve heard that one from you before.”

The words catapulted out before Kellan could stop them. Moreno flinched, just slightly, but it was enough. “Look, I need to get back onto that scene,” she said. “Are you going to help me or not?”


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Author Info:

Headshot Kincaid

Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet. When she’s not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a USA Today best-selling author and a 2015 RWA RITA® finalist who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. Kimberly resides in Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters. Visit her any time at or come check her out on Facebook ( and Twitter (@kimberlykincaid).


Ten Tantalizing Tidbits from David Cavill (Bind Me Before You Go by Harper Kincaid)

RL: 1.  How long have you lived in NYC and what are your top five must do’s?

DC: I’m all Brookyn – born and raised. Except for college and my deployments, the city has always been home. 

As far as my top five must do’s? It really depends on the company. But since you’re a kick-ass romance blogger, I’m going to assume you want to know where I take Cassidy. Going anywhere with Cassidy is a top five experience, but that said, here’s my list, which – btw – also describes my perfect day:



69 Grand St

Brooklyn, NY 11249
Hands down, the best coffee in New York and I’m convinced it’s because they’re the only farm-to-table coffee joint in the world. That means they get their beans fresh and direct from Bogota, Colombia every ten days. Sometimes I think gentrified Williamsburg is too far up its own ass for its own good, but in this case, the hype is justified. Cass and I are here almost every day.

4. EarWax Record Store

167 N 9th St, Brooklyn, NY 11211 (Cross street: Bedford Ave)

I’m a music fan – mostly low-fi, indie rock and jazz. And everything is better when it’s played on vinyl. I’ve been coming here since they opened in 1990. There’s just something about getting lost in a record store, taking your time and flipping through the stacks, and finding something you didn’t even know you were looking for. Now, if Cass and I have a lazy Sunday on our hands, we head here.

3. Brooklyn Museum of Art

200 Eastern Pkwy, Brooklyn, NY 11238

Gotta admit – I’m not usually into art museums. But Cass dragged me here recently because she heard they’re dedicated to women artists, especially one of her favorites, Judy Chicago, so I went along for the ride. The place was mind-blowing. I’m not telling you anymore – just go for yourself.

2. Peter Luger

178 Broadway, Brooklyn, NY 11211 (Cross street: Driggs Ave)

I’m all about digging into a perfect steak and Peter Luger is worth the price tag. And they know how to make a Dublin Mule, my go to drink.

1. Barcade

388 Union Ave, Brooklyn, NY 11211 (Cross street: Powers St)

A great place to come for a couple of rounds of 8 ball. I’m teaching Cass how to play, but I have to admit, half the appeal is watching her bend over the billard table, driving the men crazy and knowing I’m the one who gets to take her home. Oh, and they have some of the best craft beers in the city.

RL: 2. Boxers or briefs?

DC: I like keeping my boys close by, so it’s boxer briefs for me. Never in white.

RL: 3. Would you pose for a pin-up calendar for charity?

DC: Hell no, but I’d get my best friend, Leo, to do it. He’s a ham and eats that s#*t up.

RL: 4. What’s your guilty pleasure?

DC: All my pleasure is guilt free. My favorite pleasure is tying my woman up in my ropes and making her beg for it. Hands down, my absolute favorite thing to do.

RL: 5. Favorite place in Central Park?

DC: I have to admit, I’m a fan of the zoo, especially the sea otters. They’re cute as hell and make me smile, even when I don’t feel up to it.

RL: 6.  How did you get into Shibari rope? 

DC: I saw a demo at Club Serve shortly after I first joined and signed up for lessons on the spot. I was hooked right away.

RL: 7. What is the one Broadway show that you want to see?

DC: Hamilton. I got us tickets to go soon though and I’m really hoping the show lives up to all the press it’s getting.

RL: 8. Most romantic thing you’ve done?

DC: I don’t do traditional romance, like Valentine’s Day and greeting cards. I think all that is a big bag of bulls#*t. That said, for her last birthday, I took Cassidy to the airport with nothing but our passports and a carry-on bag of essentials and told her to pick anywhere in the world she wants to go. She went out of her mind over that one. We ended up in Santorini, Greece for 10 days. I think that’s romance at its finest – taking your woman to a place she’s always wanted to go. 

RL: 9. You open up your ipod, top five songs in your playlist?

She’s a Jar – Wilco
Such Great Heights – Iron and Wine
Blue in Green – Miles Davis
Love Supreme – John Coltrane
Feeling Good – Nina Simone

RL: 10. It’s Sunday night and the TV is on, what are you watching?

DC: If it’s football season, I’m watching the Jets. Otherwise, I like 60 minutes. But honestly, not a big TV guy. We’re usually over at my parents’ house for Sunday dinner. What can I say? I’m half Italian. That’s what we do. After dinner, my go to is a good bottle of red at home with Cass. Preferably with her naked under me.


For the umpteenth time today, she took out the card he had given her. The cardstock was thick and substantial, with raised calligraphy that said Cavill Security Group. She’d handled it so much that the edges were curled inward, almost as though if she didn’t call the number printed on there soon, it would fold into itself and disappear. The opportunity for something and someone different? Gone. It made the space in the center of her chest feel heavy, and she let out a breath to try to lighten the load.
The phone rang just then—and it was the customized ring assigned to the doorman downstairs. Allie ran back into the living room and grabbed the phone.
“Hello? And a good evening to you, Deacon…who?” Her eyes widened and then slid off to the side where Cassidy was. “Yes, that’s fine. Send him up.” She placed the phone back on the cradle. “Cassidy? Ca-Sa-DEE?”
“Do me a favor and get the door when it rings. Deacon said we’ve got a delivery coming.”
Cassidy’s eyebrows shot up. “Did we order something?”
She beamed back. “In a manner of speaking.”
“What does that mean?”
Allie smirked and waved her off. “You know me. I take my Ambien to sleep, then order s#*t online and forget about it the next day.”
There was a staccato knock at the door. Cassidy expected Allie to go for the door with the same gusto with which she’d gone for the phone, but Allie crossed her arms and held back.
“Okay…” Cassidy said.
She made her way to the door, and just as she was about to turn the knob, Allie called out, “You can thank me later, by the way!”
Cassidy had a very funny suspicion about where this was going.
She opened the door—
“Holy shit,” whispered Cassidy.
As if conjured from thin air, David stood in front of her, his burnished gaze singeing her skin. He glanced down and smirked when he saw his business card in her hand.
“Glad to see you still have it,” he said.
“What are you doing here?”
“Don’t listen to her,” Allie bellowed while gesturing like the goddamn grand marshall at a parade. “Our home is your home. Okay you two, I’ll see you later. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
As soon as Allie was outside and the door closed behind her, David moved.
He came to Cassidy and surrounded her small frame in his arms. And, without thinking, she wrapped herself around his rock solid middle as well. His body vibrated against hers.
I am so totally screwed.
“Seven days, Cassidy.”
She blinked a couple of times but didn’t respond.
“I’ve never had to wait seven days.”
“What are you talking about?” she balked, still in shock that the man she’d been pondering over was suddenly here, surrounding her with his spicy, masculine scent which made her head swoon more than the wine.
He regarded her for a moment before answering. “It’s been seven days since I gave you that card. I can only wait so long. So here I am.”
He could only wait so long? What did that mean? What if she needed a week? Or two weeks? She moved away from him, crossing her arms in front of her, like a shield. A really weak one.
“Well, maybe I wasn’t planning on calling you. Did you ever consider that?”
His eyes cast an amused glimmer her way. “So why is my card in your hand right now? If you weren’t planning on calling, you’d have tossed it.” He mimicked her wide stance and crossed his arms across his expansive chest.
She rolled her eyes and turned back to David. “Maybe I’m old fashioned. Maybe I want the man to call me. Did you ever think of that?”
“Yeah, I did, so here I am,” he said while dropping his warrior stance and coming closer to her. In a low and sexy voice, he whispered, “I waited for you to make the next move after I met you at the club last week. That was my first mistake, one I’m sure as f#*k not gonna make again. I decided to give you a week, longer than I wanted to, but it’s what I thought you should have considering what I’m asking from you. But guess what, honey. Time’s up. I’m done waiting. I want my two weeks and I want them to start tonight. If that’s not what you want, you need to let me know now and I’ll go.”
She took in all that was him, his deep green eyes, molten and charged for her. But his good looks and sex appeal weren’t what made him dangerous. It was how lightning fast he was able to read her, his effortless ability to get inside her head and under her skin.
His expression softened, with his gentle smile and kind eyes. He appeared almost…vulnerable to her. Like he might have as much at stake as she did. Could that be? Or was she making shit up in her head to make this kind of arrangement okay with her?
“If you don’t want me… If you don’t want this—” he gestured with his pointed finger back and forth between them “—then just say the word and I’m gone. I won’t come for you again.” He took another step closer, his gaze burning into hers. “But I’m really hoping you do want me here.” He placed his hands on his hips and blew out a breath, as if he was trying to keep it together.
She’d always assumed that a connection with another person only came with love and romance, but maybe a sexual connection was its own kind of intimacy. Hell, if her previous encounter with David was any indication, it would be a stronger, more powerful intimacy than anything she’d ever experienced.
And that’s what had prevented her from calling his number. Not the idea of being tied up or trying other forms of BDSM. No, that stuff was the easy part.
She was terrified of finally letting go with someone, of really letting him in, her soul stripped bare and vulnerable. Of actually being seen. He was all kinds of compelling to her, but she had to admit she was also afraid of not measuring up. She might have had a handful of lovers, but most had been clumsy-handed college boys. What could she offer a man like David Cavill?
So she knew she should turn her back on him and say thanks, but no thanks. But at that moment, she also recognized he was worth taking this kind of risk with. That if she walked away, she’d deeply regret it for the rest of her life. This was her chance to discover a side of herself she’d never given a chance to breathe—to live—and to do so without the fear of having her heart broken.
No chance for love meant no chance for loss. No commitment meant no risk.
Just remember, a quiet voice inside her head said. When it all falls apart, when you’re left in a puddle outside his doorstep, remember you had the chance to walk away but didn’t.
Besides moving to New York, going with David Cavill was the biggest calculated risk she’d ever taken. She just prayed it wouldn’t break her.
“Okay, David. I’m in. I’m all in.”



Born in California and raised in South Florida, Harper Kincaid has moved around like a gypsy with a bounty on her head ever since. She’s gotten to suck the marrow out of life along the way and is only banned from entering a handful of countries these days.


She loves writing stories about sexy, complicated people and giving her readers a literal and figurative happily-ever-after. When not writing the sexy, she’s got her nose in a book, spending time with her family and friends, and making people laugh ’til they snort. She’s tickled hot pink to be featured on Rae’s blog.Stalk her on social media and look forward to her latest release, Girl Breaker, on January 17, 2017.