A Bookworm Review by Ana
I give this book 5 stars!
Image can take you to palces, but can also make you hide away. It can sell you out or make you pay for it…
Have a look at the blurb:
Hollywood bad boy Brad Sinclair always gets his way, whether it’s the role he wants or
the bikini-clad model he has to have. But when a bombshell gets dropped in his lap in
the form of a dimpled five-year- old from a forgotten relationship, he knows his life is
about to change forever.
Cara DuMont isn’t exactly thrilled when she gets assigned to be the nanny for the latest
box-office king. She has one rule: no celebrity fathers, especially single ones with
devilish good looks and rock-hard abs.
But as soon as Cara meets Brad and his adorable little girl, she knows she’s in for a
world of trouble. Because there’s something about the way Brad looks at her that makes
her believe that some rules are meant to be broken…
It’s the truth, I’ve heard so many good things about this amazing author that I wanted to see with my own two eyes and I couldn’t wait to start reading it.
CD Reiss has a simple, intense and super detailed writing. She can get under your skin with a flip of a page. Trust me on this, will you?
Bombshell tells the stories of Brad and Cara.
Brad is a well known bad boy with a life without responsibilities. If he likes a girl then he gets it because since he’s a celebrity woman throw themselves at his feat, that’s the perks of being a well known author… But with fame sometimes we get bad things or even unscrupulous people. He wasn’t expecting the turn his life was about to have because he just found out that he has a 5 year old daughter. But what will he do with a kid?
Cara is used to work with celebrities and when the gorgeous Brad demanded her to be his daughter nanny she acepted but only for a short period of time until he finds someone else. Because since he’s a very popular man she don’t want to subject herself to the spotlight. But sometimes out heart has other ideas and we get faced with doing things we always said we would do… But…
This book is out of this world. The story unfolded in a way so beautiful that hooked me from the beginning. The last couple of books that I’ve read were dull of crime, punishment and drama the total opposite of this one. This book is fun, inviting, breathtaking, sweet and super funny as well.
I’m in love with all the characters, but the sweet Nicole just hooked me with her sweetness and her sassy attitude.
Thank you so much CD Reiss for this amazing book. Thank you
A Few Teasers:
I hadn’t forgotten how beautiful he was; I’d just chosen not to think about it.
“Ma’am,” he said. Southern boy. Parents together. Christian elementary. Public secondary. Two years at USC Drama. Dates his costars for a month after the wrap party, then moves on. Poring through the trades and making
calls, I’d discovered he’d spend at least eight of the next twelve months overseas doing action movies, but most had postproduction in town.
“Mr. Sinclair,” I said, holding my hand out. “Nice to see you outside a bathroom.”
He shook my hand.
I’d shaken plenty of famous hands attached to gorgeous men, but my imagination was sparked by the way his fingers slid against mine to grasp them and the way our palms pressed together. My mind clouded over with ripped sheets, hard muscles, and soft skin.
“Pleasure’s mine,” he said and my brain skipped like a trip on a cracked sidewalk over the word pleasure.
He didn’t give me the oversincere hand-over- clasp to show me how damn
happy he was to see me, but there was something intimate about that half a
second. Just a consultation.
I followed him into the house. Dora Donovan had designed it. Looked like her with her faux-midcentury white couch and shag rug. That wasn’t going to work with playdates unless he wanted to keep an upholsterer on staff.
We went through the living room to a smaller room with a pool table smack in the middle. It had a stained glass Budweiser lamp over it and was racked for nine-ball. Dora Donovan had nothing to do with this room, for sure.
“Wanna sit?” He held a chair out for me. The glass-topped table was just inside the open patio doors and was set with iced tea. I sat.
“I’m not a date,” I said kindly, indicating the iced tea setup. “Just so you know. You don’t have to do things like hold the chair for me.”
“Habit, I guess.” He sat opposite me.
“Chivalry is nice. But with the nanny, whomever you hire, it can be misconstrued.”
He smirked a little, as if misconstruing his own thoughts. I cleared my throat and pulled my jacket closed.
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CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up she’s at the well hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her masters degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.