Saturday, September 25, 2021

Book Blitz and Giveaway - Mistle Text: 'Twas the Text Before Christmas...(An Accidentally in Love Story #5) by Whitney Dineen & Melanie Summers

Title: Mistle Text: ‘Twas the Text Before Christmas…
Series: An Accidentally in Love Story #5
Authors: Whitney Dineen & Melanie Summers
Publication Date: September 25th 2021
Print Length: 310 pages
Genre: Romantic Comedy

Twas the text before Christmas…

Twenty-eight-year-old Holly Snow is the only mother her four-year-old niece remembers. Three years earlier, when her sister and brother-in-law were killed, Holly’s dream of becoming an international flight attendant was put on hold so she could be home for baby Faith. Holly is doing everything she can to keep the rent paid, including working as an online travel agent, filing medical claims, and cleaning apartments in her building. When her friend Maggie tells her that her boss needs someone to buy his Christmas gifts, she leaps at the opportunity.

Tall, dark and Scroogy, investment banker, Archibald Harrington is too busy to do his own Christmas shopping. When his assistant tells him she knows of a professional shopper, he happily checks another dreaded task off his holiday list. The last thing Archie is expecting is for his hired elf to text him insistently to find out more about the people on list. The last thing Holly expects is to develop feelings for grumpy man who’s stealing her Christmas spirit.

Will there be a Holiday miracle, or will Holly and Archie miss their chance at love? Find out in the fifth installment of the Accidentally in Love Series.

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When we walk into Farantelli’s, we see Toni standing in line. She’s holding our place, which is good because the line wraps around the room nearly twice. Everyone wants to eat out on Saturday.

“Heya girlies.” She turns to hug us. “Lunch is on me today.”

“No way, Aunt Toni, I’m buying,” Faith says.

“Your money’s no good here,” Toni tells her. Then she looks at me and says, “We’re celebrating!”

“What are we celebrating?” I could really use some good news right about now, so I hope it doesn’t have anything to do with the Jets winning. I couldn't care less about sports.

“I may have figured out a way to solve your cash flow issue.”

Please God, let it not involve lap dances. Toni’s sister works at a gentlemen's club and the last time I complained about money, she suggested asking Tonya if there were any openings.

I give her a skeptical look while we take a couple steps forward in the line.

Toni immediately knows what I’m thinking of and whispers, “Not that. Although, cha-ching! Tonya’s pulling in eight hundred in tips on the weekends alone. She figured out this new way to slide down the pole … apparently it’s quite the hit.”

“What pole?” Faith asks in her loud preschool voice. “And how does Auntie Tonya slide down it so special?”

I glower at Toni, who gives me an apologetic look. “You’ve got such good hearing, kiddo.”

“The one at the big park,” I tell her.

“Oh yeah, that’s the best pole in the city,” Faith announces authoritatively.

We’re next in line, so by the time we order, get our food, and snag a table up against the window, I’ve all but forgotten about Toni’s latest “get rich quick” plans. We peel off our jackets and breathe a collective sigh of relief as the air becomes less stifling. After we hang them over the wooden chairs, we finally settle down to eat. Faith unwraps her sandwich and carefully smooths out the paper to turn it into a makeshift plate while I open her bag of plain chips for her.

“Okay, so I’ve got three words for you,” Toni says, her words muffled by her tuna salad on rye. “Rent-a-Pal.”

“What?” I ask, pouring out the chips.

“Rent-a-Pal. It’s a new website that people can advertise themselves on. You can make anywhere from twenty to fifty bucks an hour, just hanging out with someone who needs a friend,” she says.

“That sounds really sketchy.”

“It’s not. I read an article about it on Buzzfeed. Totally above board. For the most part,” Toni says.

“Come on, for fifty bucks an hour, there’s got to be a catch,” I tell her, having my first bite of my clubhouse. Oh, yes … salty bacon goodness with just the right amount of melted cheese, crisp lettuce, fresh tomato, turkey, and ham. It’s my meat for the entire week, so I’m going to enjoy every bite.

“Well, I guess some of the people have some … odd hobbies that they want you to participate in,” Toni admits. “Like this one old lady who wants someone to praise her while she licks stamps during their hang out sessions.”

I narrow my eyes. “Okay, yup. Let’s strike Rent-a-Pal off the list.”

“Fifty bucks an hour,” Toni says slowly. “You’re telling me you can’t say ‘good job’ to someone for that kind of cash?”

“You mean a total weirdo,” I say.

“Auntie Holly, you said it’s not nice to call someone a weirdo,” Faith tells me, giving me a look more suited to a sixty-year-old librarian.

“You’re right, Faith, that wasn’t kind of me.” I wipe some red sauce off her chin, and I turn back to Toni. “I really appreciate you coming up with ideas. Honestly, I do, but I can’t see myself wanting to get involved in that sort of work.”

“All right,” Toni says with a shrug. “But your insurance is due soon and last time we talked, you couldn’t cover it.”

Insurance is our code word for the Dartmouth tuition fee—who names a preschool after an Ivy League university? Talk about overselling yourself. I lose my appetite the second the topic of insurance comes up. I was supposed to have paid for the next semester already and I’ve just been sent my third reminder notice. If I don’t scrape it together by Christmas, they’re going to “rescind her invitation.”

“I know. But I should have it soon. That woman I’ve been trying to sell the Disney cruise package to is making her decision today, and honestly, I think this one is going to happen. Family reunion for twenty people. Twenty. It’ll cover the … insurance for sure.”

Toni’s eyebrows knit together. The last three “sure thing” vacation packages I was about to sell all fell through.

I’m lucky to have such a good friend who cares so much, not only about me, but about Faith too. Needing a break from my problems, I shift the conversation to Toni’s job as the executive assistant to Archibald Harrington the Third, bazillionaire investment banker and workaholic extraordinaire. Toni’s always got stories about him that make Faith and me laugh.

“His Highness has decided we all need to work through Thanksgiving this year,” she says, rolling her eyes. “Apparently ‘hostile takeovers don’t care if I want to eat pumpkin pie.’”

“Seriously?” I ask. “You should just quit. Or at least threaten to quit so he’ll give you the holiday off.”

She slides a chip off Faith’s wrap and pops it in her mouth with a wild grin on her face. “Mr. Harrington’s not the kind of man you play chicken with, or as he would say, ‘with whom you play chicken.’ If I threaten to quit, I have to be prepared to walk, and it’s too good of a job for that.”

I let out a sigh that’s meant to permanently expel my frustration at the ways of the world. “That’s why the rich just get richer …”

“True,” Toni says. Then she smiles at me. “Which is why I’m going to learn everything he knows about getting rich. Then we’ll do it too.”

“Um … I’m pretty sure being born one of the heirs to the Harrington fortune is step one, and neither of us was lucky enough to be born into that family,” I say, chewing on my bottom lip instead of my sandwich.

“Buck up, little camper,” she says. “And remember, we can do this. We just have to embody our inner Oprah.”

Oprah’s our touchstone for going from rags to riches. She did it on her own without compromising her values. “You’re right,” I say, glancing at my niece who is now building a teetering chip tower. “I can be Oprah.”

“Yes, you can, Holly. You just have to figure out what path is going to lead you there.” And that’s the problem …
Whitney loves to laugh, play with her kids, bake, and eat French fries -- not always in that order.

Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to.

She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.

Gold Medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2017.
Silver medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.
Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.
Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.
Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017
Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017

Melanie Summers also writes steamy romance as MJ Summers.

Melanie made a name for herself with her debut novel, Break in Two, a contemporary romance that cracked the Top 10 Paid on Amazon in both the UK and Canada, and the top 50 Paid in the USA. Her highly acclaimed Full Hearts Series was picked up by both Piatkus Entice (a division of Hachette UK) and HarperCollins Canada. Her first three books have been translated into Czech and Slovak by EuroMedia. Since 2013, she has written and published three novellas, and eight novels (of which seven have been published). She has sold over a quarter of a million books around the globe.

In her previous life (i.e. before having children), Melanie got her Bachelor of Science from the University of Alberta, then went on to work in the soul-sucking customer service industry for a large cellular network provider that shall remain nameless (unless you write her personally - then she'll dish). On her days off, she took courses and studied to become a Chartered Mediator. That designation landed her a job at the R.C.M.P. as the Alternative Dispute Resolution Coordinator for 'K' Division. Having had enough of mediating arguments between gun-toting police officers, she decided it was much safer to have children so she could continue her study of conflict in a weapon-free environment (and one which doesn't require makeup and/or nylons).

Melanie resides in Edmonton with her husband, three young children, and their adorable but neurotic one-eyed dog. When she's not writing novels, Melanie loves reading (obviously), snuggling up on the couch with her family for movie night (which would not be complete without lots of popcorn and milkshakes), and long walks in the woods near her house. She also spends a lot more time thinking about doing yoga than actually doing yoga, which is why most of her photos are taken 'from above'. She also loves shutting down restaurants with her girlfriends. Well, not literally shutting them down, like calling the health inspector or something--more like just staying until they turn the lights off.

She is represented by Suzanne Brandreth of The Cooke Agency International.

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    Thanks for the contest. 

  9. I think your books are amazing and I can't wait to read this one. Thanks for your generosity. Linda May

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  12. I love watching holiday movies but I have never read a holiday book and I recently decided to do it this year and this one sounds perfect! Added to my Amazon wishlist, Goodreads TBR, and watched on Bookbub!

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