True love’s kiss can break the curse. But then what?
Cole Alpin runs a small-town candy store. He visits his grandmother twice a week. And sometimes he breaks curses.
Leo Ericson’s curse is obvious right away, spiderwebbing across his very nice body. Though something about it worries Cole, he agrees to help—with little idea of what he’s getting into.
Leo is a serial monogamist, but his vampire ex has taken dating off the table with his nasty spell, and Leo needs Cole’s companionship as much as his help. When the hex proves to be only the beginning of his problems, Leo seeks refuge at Cole’s place. Too bad magic prevents him from finding refuge in Cole’s arms.
Cole’s never had a boyfriend, so how can he recognize true love? And there’s still the matter of the one responsible for their troubles in the first place….
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Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 3 Purr heat index...
Leo comes into Cole's candy shop with a strange special request. He has been cursed and wants Cole, supposedly the best curse breaker around, to break the curse. It isn't as easy as it seems. The curse is an old complicated one and Cole has to figure out how to break it. They think it was put on him by an ex-boyfriend a vampire.
I love both of these men. Leo is hot and sexy and I felt sorry for him being cursed and finding out that there are things in the world he thought were all fiction. Cole is sweet,(pun intended) He loves his candy shop, and some of the candy has magic in them. He slips them to customers to help small things like nerves, stress, stomach aches etc. I could use a lemon fizzy.
This book is chock full of awesome characters, there is Roman the vampire, Nate with a secret, A florist and coffee shop owner and these are just a few of the characters with other sides. I hope they all get stories soon. The storyline is exciting, twists and turns galore and exciting al the way to the very end. I wanted more!
Excerpt...
“COLE, I need three pounds of lemon drops!”
Cole Alpin paused with his finger just above the surface of his tablet and considered the frequency at which one might vibrate if one consumed three pounds of lemon drops. Then he tapped in his sugar order, set the tablet on the shelf, and poked his head around the corner into the storefront. “Three pounds?”
Amy flipped her planner closed and gave him a frazzled smile. “It’s for a baby shower. Mom-to-be wants a candy bar with everything lemon.”
How many people were attending this shindig if she needed three pounds of one kind of candy? “When do you need it?” He gestured toward the lemon drop bin, which held only a few sad handfuls. “Back-to-school cleaned me out, but I can do up a batch tonight if she’s set on those.”
“I was kidding. Let’s do the usual assorted mix with a lemon theme.”
Thank God. Cole had an urgent date with his couch and this week’s Dancing with the Stars. “Done.” He made a note on the pad beside the register. Then he frowned. “Are you okay?” She was a little green under her perfect makeup.
“I just had a lunch meeting with someone suffering from acute morning sickness. Morning sickness that didn’t stay in the morning.”
Amy was a sympathetic vomiter. “Why…?” Cole started and then decided it didn’t matter. He opened the jar of special mints next to the register and used the tongs to pull one out. “Never mind. Here.”
But then his curiosity got the better of him again and he blurted out, “Okay, no, seriously. Why would she ask for a lunch meeting?”
Amy popped the mint in her mouth and shrugged. “Hope springs eternal?” She shook her head. Her color was already returning to normal, and she stood a little straighter. “I swear to God these candies are magic.”
“Secret recipe,” Cole said, projecting the very image of innocence.
“Well, your secret recipe has saved my day. I have a two o’clock at the golf course about a fundraiser dinner.” She stood on tiptoe, and he leaned over the counter so she could kiss his cheek. “Can I pick up on Friday?”
The bell above the door jingled, and Cole looked up automatically and forgot how to breathe with his mouth closed.
Amy followed his gaze over her shoulder, then turned back toward him, smirking. “Friday, Cole. I’ll call and remind you.”
She collected her planner from the countertop and sashayed out, turning as she did to give the newcomer a once-over from another angle. Wow, she mouthed at Cole.
The door closed behind her.
Cole swallowed hard.
Hi, I'm Ashlyn Kane. I like bad puns and good hockey and leaving things unsaid at the ends of books. I'm happiest when I'm up to my eyeballs in stuff to do: editing, writing, playing with the dog.
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Sounds like a fun read. Thank you for the post!
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