𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲, 𝐢𝐬 now LIVE!
𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡.
Title: Clean Start
Series: Violent Circle
Author: S.M. Shade
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Publication Date: July 22nd
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Everyone knows the rumors about Violet Circle and the crazy inhabitants, but becoming a resident was my best option. These are the kind of decisions you’re faced with when you have a baby at eighteen, and your knight in shining armor turns out to be a deadbeat dad in saggy boxers.
Don’t get me wrong, my five-year-old son, Aiden, is the love of my life, even when he’s telling random strangers I’m constipated, or lecturing his preschool friends on the differences in their anatomy. I wouldn’t trade him for anything, but raising him as a single parent while cleaning motel rooms for a living is like walking a balance beam made of sand. One wrong slip, and we’re homeless.
It doesn’t take us long to adjust to our new home with all its eccentric people, and Aiden is happy here, but danger lurks right across the street. Not in the apartment of the odd woman who always wears a floppy sun hat and trench coat, or the crazy apartment full of college kids. I wish it were that simple.
Neal Chambers, the single father who is ten years my senior, sets off alarms in my head.
Mainly because he sets off other things in my panties.
4.5 laugh out loud stars!! True to this series, I could not stop laughing. Hilarious!!
This is the third book of the “Violent Circle” series. It can be read as a stand alone.
This is a book about two single parents living in Violent Circle. Two single parents who found each other but can’t seem to take that step.
There were so many hilarious parts to this book. Here are my faves. The first one was the “sundae” part. No details just know I was dying. Second one is the period fiasco!! And finally Holly went wild!! Don’t worry there were many others too.
Let me say I think Neal is so damn perfect a great father, a great friend and a great lover! Bailey is a sweetie and I adore her. Veronica is also a great mother and such a cool girl. My favorite person is Aiden. That little boy cracks me up!! Also, who doesn’t love the Frat Hell group!
This book is a very funny romance. My only issue is parts of the book didn’t feel cohesive just kind of felt like things were put in to be funny but didn’t flow as well. With that being said this author did an excellent job of making you feel like you live on Violent Circle. I definitely want to party with these fools!! This is a funny as hell, quick summer read you will not want to miss out on!!
**I received this book as an ARC and in return gave my honest review** ~Melissa J (Book Addicts Reviews)
I’m lost in the sensations, so close to coming, when I hear something that fills me with horror and panic.
Bailey’s voice carries from the living room, getting closer as she adds. “Are you here? Dad’s not home and I can’t get in our apartment. I need our extra key.”
“Fuck,” I hiss, rolling off the bed as Veronica jumps off of me.
Panic controls my reaction, and I jerk on my underwear while Veronica hisses, “Window!”
Thank fuck we had it open, all I have to do is unlatch the bottom of the safety screen. It swings out, and I practically fall through it into the yard. It doesn’t even occur to me that it’s daylight, not even noon, and I’m now lying in the yard in my underwear, coated in whip cream and chocolate. It’s running down my legs. I can feel it sticking my ass cheeks together as I leap to my feet.
There’s nothing to do but make a mad dash for my apartment. I’m barely on my feet before I turn and run…right into Aiden’s kiddie pool full of water. The plastic edge scratches both my shins, and I go down hard, face first in the tepid water, and I swear the splash couldn’t have made more noise.
I scramble out of the pool, yanking my underwear up when the weight of the water makes them droop, and dart toward the street again. I just have to make it around the park without being seen.
No, this isn’t happening.
An ice cream truck sits right in front of the park, and I’m being stared at by no less than ten people—adults and kids—gathered around it. This is not the treat they were expecting. The sight freezes me in place for a moment, and I realize what they’re seeing.
A man in nothing but soaking wet, white boxer briefs, with the crotch and ass stained brown. A mixture of chocolate and water runs down my legs, making it look to all the world like I just shit myself.
I can’t blame them for gawping at me. Even for Violent Circle, this is pretty bad.
There’s no explanation or apology that’s going to cover this, and I still need to get home before Bailey sees me, so I just start running again. Raucous laughter follows me around the corner of my apartment. Of course, the Frat Hell guys would have to be out there.
My temporary relief at being out of view is crushed with the realization that my house keys are in my pants pocket on Veronica’s floor. Fuck. I can’t get in. And there’s no way I can go back for my pants.
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐬
About S.M. Shade
S.M. Shade is a homeschooling mom hopelessly addicted to Dr. Pepper, love stories, sunshine, and men with full sexy lips, though not necessarily in that order. A voracious reader since she sounded out her first word, she started writing as a teenager and rediscovered her love of writing as an adult. Originally from Indianapolis, S.M. now lives in a small Kentucky town with her teenage son.
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