Tales of a bookworm 23

Showing posts with label Olivia Hayle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Olivia Hayle. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 2, 2022

Suite on the Boss- Blog Tour, Excerpt and Review!!

Suite on the Boss, an all-new workplace standalone romance full of heat set in the New York Billionaire Series from bestselling author Olivia Hayle is available now!

BLURB:

Fake dating my billionaire boss to get revenge on my ex? Yes please. 

But falling for him? That’s something I vowed never to do again.

Isaac Winter is the fourth-generation owner of the legendary 5 th  Ave hotel that bears his last name. He’s at the top of New York high society… and I’ve just left it behind.

When he hires my company, I’m thrust into endless meetings with him, determined to impress the cold, untouchable leader of the Winters.

The last thing I expected was to start fake dating him.

He needs his match-making family to take a step back. And me? Revenge on my cheating ex-husband sounds great, and even better when it’s with a man whose name opens every door in the city.

The line between fake and real soon gets smudged by our late-night conversations.

Isaac’s driven, passionate, intelligent… and far less controlled than he seems. Revenge feels deliciously suite.

But I’m done with rich New York men and their cheating ways.

They think they can buy anything they want… but my heart’s not for sale. 

Download your copy today!

Read FREE in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon: https://amzn.to/3LixHJC

Amazon Worldwide: https://mybook.to/SuiteontheBoss

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My Review:
My Rating: 3 Stars

Sophie is a senior project manager at Exciteur and is recently divorced after catching her husband having an affair and has thrown herself into her work. Exciteur is a huge consulting form and has just been hired by Isaac Winters to research and plan an expansion his line of hotels. The two start working closer together and become friends as Sophia works hard to try and impress Isaac. One thing leads to another and they start fake dating, both for different reasons. Sophia is trying to get revenge on her ex-husband and Isaac to get his meddling family off his back. As the two spend more time together the line between real and fake start to blur. Now the two must decide if they want to truly give this relationship a try for real.

This was a cute story. Both Isaac and Sophia know what they want and are very career driven. I enjoyed the build up and history of these two. The story flowed well and Sophia was a strong, professional character. The two were very sophisticated and that was shown throughout the story. However, for me it was missing that memorable moment. I liked it, but I wasn't glued to my kindle needing to devour it. Overall, it was a cute story and if you like fake dating tropes I suggest you to give this a chance because everyone's reading taste is different.  

EXCERPT:

Isaac takes a sip of his brandy. “You moved to New York a few years ago,” he says.

It’s a statement, but I nod regardless. “Yes. Marhill is a tiny place, and I always wanted to leave. New York was the dream. After college, I moved to the city, and despite all the things that are frustrating with it, I love it.” I shrug. “I met Percy at a bar during my first year in the city. I guess I was… never mind. Let’s talk about you instead of my ex-husband.”

Isaac’s eyebrows rise and I want to take the words back. I’m talking to him like he’s a friend.

“Me?” he asks.

“Yes. Do you have an ex-wife we can talk about, to make things more even? Or was that a terribly inappropriate question?”

The hint of a smile curves his lips. When you get past the first impression, which is intimidating and distinguished, he’s handsome. Never approachable, I think. But handsome.

“I’m sure it was,” he says, “but I don’t mind.”

“Phew.”

“I don’t have an ex-wife,” he says, “and I’m not dating anyone at the moment.”

“That was fast. I figured you’d deflect on that one.”

“It was an easy question.” He raises an eyebrow. “I know the first answer for you, but what about the second?”

“If I’m dating anyone? No, I’m not. I mean, my divorce went through only a few months ago, even if we’ve been separated for almost a year.”

I’ve turned toward him, almost without realizing it, and my knee brushes his.

“I see,” he says, his eyes dark on mine. “Let me guess. You work too much. You mainly eat takeout in your apartment… your new apartment, right? You moved out of Percy’s but you haven’t fully decorated your new place yet.”

My mouth opens softly. “I haven’t had the time.”

“Right.” He nods, and twist the glass of brandy around. “No, you threw yourself into work instead, and it’s become your life. Dating again scares you, because it means trying at something again. Something that you might fail at, as opposed to work, where you know you can always perform.”

I stare at him.

His lips curve again, into that half-smile. “I shouldn’t have said any of that.”

“It’s all true. But how… oh,” I say. “That’s you too. Isn’t it?”

His eyes sharpen, and the moment stretches into an eternity-long silence. But then he gives a single nod. “Yes.”

“That makes sense,” I breathe. “Who hurt you?”

Isaac takes a long sip of his brandy. I watch his throat shift and in the silence I realize what I’ve just asked him.

“God, I shouldn’t have asked that. I’m sorry.”

“Perhaps not,” he says. But then something softens around his mouth. “But after the night in the lobby, maybe we’re past things like shallow niceties.”

“I’ve never liked them much anyway,” I say.

“You don’t? You surprise me, Sophia.”

“I do? In what way?”

He lifts a shoulder in a half-shrug. “You’re not who I expected you to be, after the first evening.”

“Not constantly weeping, you mean?”

“No, not that, for sure.” His eyes hold a challenge. Like he’s expecting me to be offended and he’s considering whether or not to say it.

“Go on,” I say.

“You were married to one of the Browne kids. I didn’t expect you to work, for one. And I didn’t expect you to be this… well. This is where I’ll insult you.”

“Please don’t censor yourself on my account, Mr. Winter. I think you’re the one who said you’ll never be offended by the truth? I won’t, either.”

He smiles. “Fine. The word I’m looking for is sharp, Sophia. I didn’t expect you to be this sharp.”

“Because I married Percy Browne?” That makes me chuckle, and I lift my glass. “You know what, I understand that. It wasn’t the smartest decision I’ve ever made.”

A smile spreads across his features. If his good looks were austere before, this makes them come alive, and I catch my breath.

“I’ll toast to that,” he says, and our glasses touch.

About Olivia 

Olivia is a twenty-something hopeless romantic who loves billionaire heroes despite never having met one. Taking matters into her own hands, she creates them on the page instead. Stern, charming, cold or brooding, so far she's never met a (fictional) billionaire she didn't like.

A voracious reader of romance, Olivia picked up the pen a few years back and what followed was a love affair of her own. Now she spends her days grinning at the steamy banter she's writing or swooning at happily-ever-afters. Or, to be frank, struggling with writing about herself in third person for the purposes of marketing. 

She's been writing contemporary romance novels since 2018. 

They're all exclusively available on Amazon and enrolled in Kindle Unlimited. 

(Phew. Now I can go back to first-person love stories!) 


Connect with Olivia 

Facebook: https://bit.ly/3nYvbyf

Instagram: https://bit.ly/3AC1dnk

Bookbub: https://bit.ly/39xGtRO

Stay up to date with Olivia by joining her mailing list: https://bit.ly/3u0kPPx

Website: https://bit.ly/3zAsqWd

Friday, October 28, 2022

Suite on the Boss-Release Blitz

 They think they can buy anything they want… but my heart’s not for sale. 

Suite on the Boss, an all-new steamy and page-turning workplace standalone romance and fifth book in the New York Billionaire Series from bestselling author Olivia Hayle is live now!

BLURB:

Fake dating my billionaire boss to get revenge on my ex? Yes please. 

But falling for him? That’s something I vowed never to do again.

Isaac Winter is the fourth-generation owner of the legendary 5th  Ave hotel that bears his last name. He’s at the top of New York high society… and I’ve just left it behind.

When he hires my company, I’m thrust into endless meetings with him, determined to impress the cold, untouchable leader of the Winters.

The last thing I expected was to start fake dating him.

He needs his match-making family to take a step back. And me? Revenge on my cheating ex-husband sounds great, and even better when it’s with a man whose name opens every door in the city.

The line between fake and real soon gets smudged by our late-night conversations.

Isaac’s driven, passionate, intelligent… and far less controlled than he seems. Revenge feels deliciously suite.

But I’m done with rich New York men and their cheating ways.

They think they can buy anything they want… but my heart’s not for sale. 

Download your copy today!

Read FREE in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon: https://amzn.to/3LixHJC

Amazon Worldwide: https://mybook.to/SuiteontheBoss

Add to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3BiWZ5s


About Olivia 

Olivia is a twenty-something hopeless romantic who loves billionaire heroes despite never having met one. Taking matters into her own hands, she creates them on the page instead. Stern, charming, cold or brooding, so far she's never met a (fictional) billionaire she didn't like.

A voracious reader of romance, Olivia picked up the pen a few years back and what followed was a love affair of her own. Now she spends her days grinning at the steamy banter she's writing or swooning at happily-ever-afters. Or, to be frank, struggling with writing about herself in third person for the purposes of marketing. 

She's been writing contemporary romance novels since 2018. 

They're all exclusively available on Amazon and enrolled in Kindle Unlimited. 

(Phew. Now I can go back to first-person love stories!) 


Connect with Olivia 

Facebook: https://bit.ly/3nYvbyf

Instagram: https://bit.ly/3AC1dnk

Bookbub: https://bit.ly/39xGtRO

Stay up to date with Olivia by joining her mailing list: https://bit.ly/3u0kPPx

Website: https://bit.ly/3zAsqWd

Monday, November 22, 2021

The Billionaire Scrooge- On Sale!!

Adam Dunbar was once the boy who never gave me a second glance.

Now he’s the hot billionaire next door who can’t look away.

The Billionaire Scrooge, an all-new holiday novella from Olivia Hayle is available now and only 99 PENNIES for a limited time! 

Don’t miss this steal of a deal! 

Amazon: https://amzn.to/30ReBr5

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/billionairescrooge

BLURB:

I go home to Fairhill for the holidays to escape my cramped city apartment and failed career.

My to-do’s are spending time with family, eat turkey, and watch bad Christmas movies.

Reigniting my crush on my brother’s former best friend was not on the list.

Adam is back in our small town after a decade away. He’s older, richer, and more of a Scrooge than ever. Christmas is commercialism, and he won’t have any of it. Me? I start listening to holiday music in October.

But our clashing opinions on the season can't stop the attraction growing between us. Could this grumpy billionaire actually be my perfect Christmas gift in disguise?

And if so... Do they accept returns?

This is a steamy, heartwarming, low-angst Christmas novella about a cynical billionaire and the woman who’s determined he learns to enjoy the holidays. Read with hot cocoa on standby!

Thursday, October 14, 2021

Say Yes to the Boss-Blog Tour!!

 Say Yes to the Boss, an all-new steamy billionaire romance from Olivia Hayle is available now!

BLURB:

My billionaire boss is the absolute last person I’d marry. Until a deal with the devil forces me down the aisle... ready to say yes to the boss.

I once compared Victor St. Clair to Satan, but that’s unkind. Even the devil treats his demons better than St. Clair treats me. I know his schedule by heart. He can’t remember my first name.

So when he calls me into his office, I’m expecting another rant. Instead he says he needs to get married to inherit the St. Clair fortune. Oh, and the kicker? He wants to marry me. His assistant.

A one-year marriage of convenience to the boss I hate.

It means living with Victor’s dark stares and silences for a full year. But it’s also a chance to quit my job and start my own business. He’s a jerk, but he’s also a respected businessman. How hard can it be?

Answer: very. Because there’s more to Victor than I thought. Things beyond learning his lunch orders and sending company memos. And while the man is cold, his kisses are hot enough to consume us both.

He drove me crazy at work. Now he drives me crazy in bed. But craziest of all is… I might get used to being Mrs. St. Clair.

Grab your copy today!

FREE in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon: https://amzn.to/3nRB2Wf

Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/yestoboss


Add to Goodreads→ https://bit.ly/3su7vST

My Review:
My Rating: 4 Stars

Cecilia has been working as an assistant for Victor St. Clair for almost a year now and he still doesn't know her first name so imagine her surprise when he calls her into his office and asks her to be his wife for one year in just name only. The  marriage comes with money that can help her start her own business and Victor will then inherit his grandfather's house. Victor works extremely hard and expects the same of his staff and sometimes shows that with a cold demeanor. As Victor and Cecilia navigate this marriage of convenience they start to feel the chemistry between them and learn more about each other. Maybe Cecilia can bring some warmth to the cold boss.

This was a cute story. I loved how Cecilia stood up for herself and what she deserved. I also loved how the two worked on communicating and not telling lies to each other. The layers that built Victor became folded and showed how complex a character he was because of his past. This was a natural love story that wasn't rushed and was flushed out. I am definitely interested in reading more from this author.

EXCERPT!

"Have a seat, Myers.”

Nerves dance in my stomach, but I do as he says, sitting down on the chair opposite his desk. "I'm sorry.”

Victor looks at me from his computer. "What are you apologizing for?”

"My resume?" I ask. "You saw it? I know I shouldn't have had it in the office."

"No," he says, "you shouldn't have."

“I recognize that, and I’m sorry. Won’t happen again.” I'm about to start cold sweating beneath my silk blouse.

Victor raises an eyebrow. “Despite how unprofessional that might have been,” he says, "I didn't call you in for that"

"Oh."

He leans back in his chair and looks at me in that full, scrutinizing way he'd done the other day. That's twice in a week. I bear the full brunt of Victor St. Clair's intensity, unsure if I'll survive a third time.

"So you want to quit" he says.

"No,” I say. “I mean, I might in the future. This has been a terrific job, truly. But I think I've learned all I can in this position. I’m thinking of finding another job, one more challenging, so I can continue to grow. But that’s in the future.”

“Right. Well, that’s excellent."

I stare at him for a long moment, my heart pounding like I’ve run a marathon. His words don’t make sense. "It's… excellent, sir?"

"Yes. I have a new job proposal for you."

"You do?" He has never expressed anything but disdain or a complete lack of interest in me. Had I managed to impress him? I do everything he asks of me and a lot more he doesn’t.

"Yes. It's unorthodox."

“Unorthodox?”

He braces his hands on the desk. "You know that my grandfather passed a few months ago.”

“Yes, I do. I helped arrange his funeral."

“Right. Well, he left a will."

"Oh."

"A will with certain... stipulations."

This I understand. “You want me to coordinate with the lawyers?"

The lines of his face deepen. "No. I've already tried that for the past half year.

They won’t budge.”

“Oh. Well, I’m sorry."

His jaw works. “My grandfather’s will stipulates that to gain access to my inheritance, I must be married.”

"Married, sir? Is it legal to include that in a will?"

"I doubt it," Victor mutters. His hands clench tight around the edge of his desk.

"But the old bastard got his lawyers to agree. They filed every loophole available to make sure my inheritance is contingent on my civil status.”

"Wow. I'm sorry, sir. I imagine that's difficult.

St. Clair is never going to marry. I know that from working a year with him. Hell, I'd known it after working for him a week. He dated like a tomcat. Over the past couple of months I'd set him up on dates nearly every week.

Not to mention there wasn't a woman in this world who'd tolerate the long hours he worked. The man had even spent Christmas Day in the office and forced me to answer his emails remotely.

And then there’s the issue of his personality, of course.


“It’s ridiculous," he says. "But as it so happens, I've decided to do it"

"To get married, sir? To whom?”

“I’m glad you asked, Miss Myers," he says. There’s a hint of humor in the ice blue of his eyes. "To you."

“You want me to marry you?”

Victor meets my gaze. I've never looked at him for this long before. It's terrifying.

"You want a new job.”

"Not as your wife."

“Marrying me would get you out of this office."

"Yes, but not away from you."

St. Clair blinks once and then his usual scowl breaks, lips curving. Something glitters in his eyes and damned if it doesn't make me more afraid. "I always knew you wouldn't last a year.”

My hands curl into fists, nails digging into the meat of my palm. “Six days from now,” I say, "I will have worked for you for an entire year."

“Well, then you have nothing to lose."

The man is serious. There are a billion reasons why this is a bad idea, but as I grope for them, I say the first one I can think of. "But you're not the marrying type."

The same half curl to his lips. "This would be a marriage in name only, Miss Myers. We would not actually be in a relationship."

“No. Right. I would never... of course not."

"You'd be compensated handsomely for your time,” he says. "You're in quite the bargaining position here, Miss Myers. How much do you want for agreeing?"

“I’m not going to marry you for money.”

"You worked for me for money," he says, voice dropping. "You already trade your time for money. I'm asking for very little of your time for this contract. Only your name, signature, and one year of not being able to marry anyone else. It's a far better bargain than the job you're currently at."


Victor St. Clair is infamous for driving a hard bargain, and he doesn’t relent until the other party accepts. I know. I’ve listened in on more than one of his negotiations, when he pesters and coaxes and intimidates until the person across from him folds. And then he walks away, victory glittering in his eyes, having doubled his fortune.

I just never expected to be the one on the other side.

“But… it’s marriage,” I say, in a brilliant stroke of verbal genius. “It’s not the same as a job.”

“We can decide it is. Come on, Miss Myers. What do you want?” He leans back in his chair, eyes narrowing as he studies me. “An entirely new wardrobe? A year of traveling around the globe? There must be something you want, more than simply out of your current job.”

“You’re really doing this. You’re buying a wife.”

He snorts. “If I was trying to buy a wife, I’d go online. Plenty of people in the market for a green card. No, I want a contract. I want someone I know, someone I can trust to follow orders, who is organized and reliable. Someone who understands exactly what this is.”

“So you thought of me.”

“Well, you submitted your resume.”

“Not intentionally.”

“Does it matter?” he says. “You said you wanted away from me. Well, you won’t have to work for me anymore.”

I stare at him. “But I’d be married to you.”

“You’d have your own bedroom, bathroom and space in my apartment. Your own set of keys. We’d barely see one another.”

“I’d have to live with you?”

St. Clair’s jaw ticks. “One of my grandfather’s rules. I’m aware of how…unorthodox this is.”

“Who on earth was your grandfather?” I shake my head, his desk turning blurry.

“No, sir. I’m not going to marry you. I can’t. I won’t.”

“You can,” he says, “and you will.”

“That’s not for you to decide.”

“No, it’s up to you,” he says, and I know not to trust him, but I look up anyway.

He’s braced his hands on the desk and ice-blue eyes lock with mine. “This is the chance for a new life, Miss Myers. Leave Exciteur. Make enough money from this deal to do whatever you’ve ever dreamed of. If you want no contact with me, I’ll make sure it’s minimal. You’ll be married to me for a year and not a day longer. After all, you’ve lasted one year with me already. What’s one more?”

I stand on hollow legs. His words make no sense, and yet they do, and that’s why I have to leave. Because I know Victor St. Clair gets what he wants.

And he’s not getting me.

“I’m sorry, sir. But I’m not interested.”

“Take the weekend to think on it. We’ll discuss it further on Monday.”

I force the next words out. “No, we won’t. I’m not interested.”

“Of course, Miss Myers. We’ll see where we stand next week.”

I shake my head, more to myself than for him, and head for the door. The bleak, impersonal atrium that is my office has never seemed so welcoming before.

“One more thing.”

I pause, fingers on the door handle. “If you’re asking me to be the mother of your children too, then the answer is no to that as well.”

Silence stretches out. I want to apologize for the words, but I don’t. Because they’re true. Because who is he to demand this of me? He’s my boss.

But he won’t be my husband.


About Olivia

Olivia is a twenty-something hopeless romantic who loves billionaires heroes despite never having met one. Taking matters into her own hands, she creates them on the page instead. Stern, charming, cold or brooding, so far she's never met a (fictional) billionaire she didn't like.

A voracious reader of romance, Olivia picked up the pen a few years back and what followed was a love affair of her own. Now she spends her days grinning at the steamy banter she's writing or swooning at happily-ever-afters. Or, to be frank, struggling with writing about herself in third person for the purposes of marketing.

She's been writing contemporary romance novels since 2018.

They'e all exclusively available on Amazon and enrolled in Kindle Unlimited.

(Phew. Now I can go back to first-person love stories!)


Connect with Olivia

Facebook: https://bit.ly/3nYvbyf

Instagram: https://bit.ly/3AC1dnk

Bookbub: https://bit.ly/39xGtRO


Stay up to date with Olivia by joining her mailing list: https://bit.ly/3u0kPPx

Website: https://bit.ly/3zAsqWd

Friday, October 8, 2021

Say Yes to the Boss-Release Blitz

Say Yes to the Boss, an all-new must-read marriage of convenience standalone romance from Olivia Hayle is available now!

BLURB:

I once compared Victor St. Clair to Satan, but that’s unkind.

Even the devil treats his demons better than St. Clair treats me.

I know his schedule by heart. He can’t remember my first name.

So when he calls me into his office, I’m expecting another rant.

Instead he says he needs to get married to inherit the St. Clair fortune.

Oh, and the kicker? He wants to marry me. His assistant.

A one-year marriage of convenience to the boss I hate.

It means living with Victor’s dark stares and silences for a full year.

But it’s also a chance to quit my job and start my own business.

He’s a jerk, but he’s also a respected businessman. How hard can it be?

Answer: very. Because there’s more to Victor than I thought.

Things beyond learning his lunch orders and sending company memos.

And while the man is cold, his kisses are hot enough to consume us both.

He drove me crazy at work. Now he drives me crazy in bed.

But craziest of all is… I might get used to being Mrs. St. Clair.

Grab your copy today!

FREE in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon: https://amzn.to/3nRB2Wf


Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/yestoboss

Add to Goodreads→ https://bit.ly/3su7vST


About Olivia

Olivia is a twenty-something hopeless romantic who loves billionaires heroes despite never having met one. Taking matters into her own hands, she creates them on the page instead. Stern, charming, cold or brooding, so far she's never met a (fictional) billionaire she didn't like.

A voracious reader of romance, Olivia picked up the pen a few years back and what followed was a love affair of her own. Now she spends her days grinning at the steamy banter she's writing or swooning at happily-ever-afters. Or, to be frank, struggling with writing about herself in third person for the purposes of marketing.

She's been writing contemporary romance novels since 2018.

They're all exclusively available on Amazon and enrolled in Kindle Unlimited.

(Phew. Now I can go back to first-person love stories!)


Connect with Olivia

Facebook: https://bit.ly/3nYvbyf

Instagram: https://bit.ly/3AC1dnk

Bookbub: https://bit.ly/39xGtRO


Stay up to date with Olivia by joining her mailing list: https://bit.ly/3u0kPPx


Website: https://bit.ly/3zAsqWd