Thursday, May 24, 2018

Sundays are for Hangovers by K. Webster & J.D. Hollyfield Blog Tour


For nearly a year, they’ve been at war.
Cops. Forks. Eggs.
Two feuding neighbors who couldn’t be more opposite, forced to live next door to one another.
Neither is backing down.

She drives him crazy with her loud nineties rap music.
He gets under her skin the way he obsesses over his stupid perfect lawn.

She fantasizes about having sex with the hot nerd—but with duct tape over his dumb mouth.
He has dirty dreams of the bombshell beauty where he bangs the crazy right out of her—nightmares of course.
Anger isn’t the only thing heating up between these two.

They think this is a battle only one of them can win…
The growing attraction between them, though, seems to be far more stubborn than the two of them combined.

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I stewed all day at work over the kiss that almost led to so much more. She’s making me lose my mind. I even made an error on a calculation and damn near accused the head of the mortgage department of fraud. What an ass I felt like when I reran the numbers only to conclude I was, in fact, wrong.

I’m never wrong.

I yank off my T-shirt and wipe the sweat from my face as I run. My phone is playing some old-school Metallica. The loud, raging guitars not only make me want to pull out my own guitar and start plucking away on some songs, but it also helps pump me up into realizing this morning was a mistake.

Lilith is hot, no doubt.

But I can’t stand her.

How does one want to fuck someone they hate?

I’m just rounding the corner to my street when I nearly trip over my own feet and fall. Lilith, in a black bikini top and a pair of cut-off daisy duke shorts, is washing her cherry-red Mustang in her driveway. The sun is going down, but the sunlight seems to seek her out. Golden strands in her hair catch the light and glimmer. I trot to a stop just to stare.

Fuck, there goes my resolve.

Wet. Bangin’ body. Tits and curves and that ass.

I’m hopeless.

I catch the old man, Mr. Daniels, across the street swinging in his porch swing, a goofy grin on his gray-whiskered face. It makes me want to build a fence in front of her house so he can’t look at her. Being President of the HOA, I could probably even get away with it…

“Yo, Wonka,” she calls out as I near. “You’re looking hot.”

I puff out my bare chest and smirk because at least someone notices all the hard work—

All thoughts are dashed when cold water blasts me in the face.

“Better cool you off!” she yells as she sprays me down.

She shoots my glasses right off my face and I end up dropping my shirt. I don’t stop to pick my shit up but instead chase down the blur who is now running from me while trying to soak me at the same time. I hook an arm around her wet waist but end up stumbling over my own feet since I can’t see where the fuck I’m going. We land in her grass with a collective “oomph.” She’s face down and my dick is conveniently pressed against her ass.

“You live to antagonize me,” I grumble as I bury my nose in her hair and inhale her.

She wiggles and the only thing she’s successful at doing is making me impossibly harder. “You started it.”

“And I’ll finish it.”

I tug at the string on her neck and then the one at her mid back. With a quick pull, I relieve her of her bikini top.

“Oh no, you just didn’t!” she squeals, a loud, adorable laugh escaping from her.

It’s then as I rise to my feet with her top in my hand that I realize my crazy neighbor is getting under my skin. She’s burying herself deep inside of me so I can’t think or focus on anything else. And I’m not sure I want to anyway.

She stands with her palms covering her perfect tits. Her smile is wicked as she arches a brow at me and backs up toward her house. “It’s on, Wonka. It’s fucking on.”

I smirk at her cute, dirty mouth. “Technically it’s off, demon girl.” I sling her top over my shoulder and walk over to collect my glasses and shirt. “Just face it, you’re not winning anything.” I slide on my glasses so I can fully appreciate the swells of her tits barely contained by her tiny hands.

Her back hits the front door and she shrugs. “We’ll see.”

And then she flips me off before slipping inside her house.

But not before me and Mr. Daniels get a nice, quick peek of a perfect tit I’m convinced I won’t see the last of.

Game on, Lilith, game on.




Reviews by the Wicked Reads Review Team

Mary☆☆☆☆☆
I knew when I saw K. Webster's name on this book, even without reading the blurb, I was gonna read it. And putting K. Webster and J.D. Hollyfield together again, I knew it was going to be another funny, good story. I was not disappointed in the story and I loved it. Lilith and Will are the best enemies-to-lovers I have read in a while. The way they torment each other is priceless, funny, and perfect. As they torment each other, they fall for each other and realize that they make each other happy. Except for Will's cat, who really hates Lilith.

The only thing I didn't like was the way Lilith's parents treated her and she let them get away with it for far too long. Can she stand up to her parents with Will's help? Can Will accept Lilith for who she really is?

This is a great story that is funny and will leave you feeling good when you finish. So, if you are looking for a great rom-com that will tickle your funny bone, then you can't go wrong with Webster and Hollyfield. I hope you enjoy this one as much as I did.


Lee’Anne☆☆☆☆☆
I’m kind of obsessed with this book. I started it this morning and finished it this afternoon – I couldn’t put it down.

Lilith and Will have lived next door to one another for a year and it’s been a year of pure torture for both. Will keeps calling the fire department and reporting Lilith’s smoke detectors while Lilith does random pranks to the yard he is so proud of. The sexual tension between the two grows greater each time they butt heads, until Will snaps and kisses Lilith. Throw in Lilith’s overbearing, super controlling father, Will’s grandma who wants grandkids yesterday, and a few crazy Tinder meets, and you have a hilarious book that you won’t want to end.

I absolutely loved both of the main characters, they’re both lovable and their interactions are laugh-your-ass-off funny. I seriously had tears streaming down my face, laughing on more than one occasion while reading this. I think this is my first book by either of these authors, but it will definitely not be my last.






K. Webster

K Webster is the USA Today bestselling author of over fifty romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, dark romance, romantic suspense, taboo romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her hilarious and handsome husband and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.

Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

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J.D. Hollyfield

Creative designer, mother, wife, writer, part time superhero...

J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not cooking, event planning, or spending time with her family, she’s relaxing with her nose stuck in a book. With her love for romance, and her head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own stories to life. Living in the Midwest, she’s currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEAs.

J.D. Hollyfield dabbles in all genres, from romantic comedy, contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, fantasy and erotica! Want to know more? Follow her on all platforms!

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Reviewers on the Wicked Reads Review Team were provided a free copy of Sundays are for Hangovers by K. Webster & J.D. Hollyfield to read and review for this tour.

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