Tuesday 26 April 2016

Review and Giveaway - Tapping the Billionaire by Max Monroe

Title: Tapping the Billionaire
Series: Bad Boy Billionaires #1
Author: Max Monroe
Release Date: April 25, 2016

A secret duo of romance authors team up under the pseudonym Max Monroe to bring you a sexy, laugh-out-loud new series. Are you ready to meet the Billionaire Bad Boys

Blind dates? Online dating profiles? Been there, done that. 

Georgia Cummings has zero luck with dating, and the era of the internet is not her friend. 
No matter how fast she runs, how many corners she turns, she can’t find her way out of this weird, alternate universe where men think dick pics are a replacement for small talk and getting to know a girl. One more crotch selfie and she might write men off for good… 

But why can’t she stop fantasizing about him? 

Kline Brooks is the quintessential billionaire bad boy—dark, styled, short hair, muscles for days, and a panty-dropping smile. 
Except—he isn’t. 

As his employee, he won’t touch her with a ten foot pole. 
But she won’t touch him either. 

Too bad their hormones missed the memo. 

If you’re the type of woman who prefers crotch selfies to small talk, this book isn’t for you. 

If you enjoy random men you’ve never met filling up your inbox with dirty words and porn—for reasons focused more towards diddling your donut than laughing at the absurdity—this book isn’t for you. 

If you HATE laughing, this book isn’t for you. 

If you want your male leads to grunt, thrust like jack rabbits, and have one-track minds that prefer a nice pair of tits to brains every hour of every day for the rest of forever, well, then, this book still isn’t for you. 


If you enjoy a good swoon, a hearty laugh, witty banter, and some hot as f*@% f*@%ing, then consider Georgia Cummings your Girl Friday and Kline Brooks your next irresistible book boyfriend.

The question isn’t ‘who is Max Monroe?’, but rather 'how long until I can have another book written by them in my hands?' And I hope to the heavens above the answer is soon. 

Really fucking soon. 

This book, you guys. This book is ALL THE THINGS and more. I don’t even know if I can explain it without dissolving into a puddle of swoons and flails and fangirl love for this mystery author(s), but I’m going to try. 

Because I really, really, really want everyone to read Tapping the Billionaire. There’s a disclaimer on it, and it’s 100% accurate—

If you enjoy a good swoon, a hearty laugh, witty banter, and some hot as f*@% f*@%ing, then consider Georgia Cummings your Girl Friday and Kline Brooks your next irresistible book boyfriend.

—Yup, all spot-on true. Especially, but not limited—in any way shape or form—to, that epilogue

Georgie and Kline are fictional magic. Sassy and smart, funny and fucking adorable, and never, ever what you expect them to be. This is NO ordinary billionaire book. If you’re looking for a cliché, move along—or, you know what, don’t. Stop right here, and gift yourself with a billionaire that is so unexpectedly perfect, you’ll never want to go back. 

I never want to go back. Or, wait…maybe I do. I want to go back to the start of this amazing book, and read it ALL OVER AGAIN. On repeat. Until the next book in the Bad Boy Billionaires series comes out, and I can fall a little more in love with Thatch. 

Because I’m already seven-eighths of the way in love with him. And Wes. Cassie. Bob and Maureen. The Cummings’. Even Dean. And I’m definitely in fully-fledged, banner-behind-an-airplane-declaring-all-my-epic-feels love with Kline and Georgia. 

Big-Dicked Brooks and Benny are the ULTIMATE romance couple, and I have serious #RelationshipGoals happening over here. I want ALL my romance couplings to be as crazily, sexily, wonderfully perfect as they were (my real-life ones, too, TBH). And unless the answer to my question really and truly is soon, then I guess I’ll have to just enjoy them again—a little more, for a little longer… 
~ Review by Beth

—Two established romance authors join forces to bring you more books and stuff. Together.—

Two men, two women, or, perhaps, one of each. Everyone is asking—Who is Max Monroe?

Hell, we could even be Colleen Hoover.

You decide.

Disclaimer: Yeah, we’re not Colleen Hoover.

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