Engaging and fun: Seaglass Sunrise by Donna Kauffman (Review)

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Great writing in this heartwarming, small town romance, released today. I didn’t expect any less from Donna Kauffman, a USA Today best-selling author who’s also offering a PRINT copy of Seaglass Sunrise to a lucky reader who will enter the giveaway. Read on to find the link and my 5-star review, and don’t miss a super fun excerpt. This tour was brought to you by Tasty Book Tours.

Sea Glass Sunrise

The Brides of Blueberry Cove # 1

By: Donna Kauffman
Release Date: May 26, 2015
Publisher: Zebra

Purchase Links: Amazon | B & N | iTunes | Kobo | Publisher

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Sea Glass Sunrise

My Review

Hannah wants nothing more than to shed her sleek litigator’s skin (it does rhyme with alligator) and tuck herself in her small town home’s security blanket. The thing is she hasn’t been home in three years, and no one, not even her about-to-be-married brother and two sisters know that she was shoved back to singlehood in the most embarrassing way. Not wanting to steal her brother’s thunder on his wedding weekend, she plans on being a wallflower. Well, that plan explodes along with her airbag when she has a car accident. Involving the most infuriatingly gallant man who keeps fussing over her and–most importantly–messing with her resolve to stay away from seemingly perfect men. Because it’s always a facade, right?

While I love the genuine small town feel in a romance story, I find myself reluctant to delve into that type of romances because, well, jaw-splitting yawns… Too many quirky characters, too long descriptions, prose verbose and smothering sweetness. Most of the times, it’s like I’m forced to like everything. That’s not the case with Sunglass Sunrise.

The writing is stellar. While the anticipated elements of the close-knit community, hot headed elders, many siblings are there, Donna Kauffman has struck the perfect balance and added “freshness” through clever analogies and sparkling dialogue, fully engaging the reader. The main characters are totally relatable and likable. The situations they’re involved in, although not highly original, are charming and truly fun to read. Plus there is a whodunit suspense element that keeps things heated till the end. The setting is painted with subtle strokes throughout the book, avoiding the in-your-face beauty that I find contrived in many similar books, and there is a rough edge to the place (I’m a sucker for lighthouses) that makes it even more enticing.

A lovely, fun and engaging read that I recommend to all lovers of heartwarming romances.

Win a PRINT copy of Seaglass Sunrise. Enter here

Official Synopsis

In seaside Blueberry Cove, Maine, friends are just another word for family, and big-city politics take a backseat to local pride. But the real treasure on these shores is always love…

When D.C. lawyer Hannah McCrae heads home for her brother’s wedding, she’s dragging a lot of baggage along with her—and she doesn’t mean suitcases. Betrayed personally, and humiliated professionally, the last thing she wants is a new man. That’s fine with square-jawed, rugged contractor Calder Blue. He and Hannah may be wildly attracted to one another, but all he wants is to build the town’s hotly contested new yacht club and mend a centuries-old family feud. Yet thanks to resentments old and new, day after day the pair wind up tangled in each other’s business—and maybe soon in each other’s arms.

Every bride needs something “blue”…

About the Author

DonnaUSA Today bestselling author of the Cupcake Club Romance series, Donna Kauffman has seen her books reviewed in
venues ranging from Kirkus Reviews and Library Journal to Entertainment Weekly and Cosmopolitan. She lives just outside of DC in the lovely Virginia countryside, where she is presently trying to makeover her newly empty nest into something that doesn’t have to accommodate piles of sports equipment falling out of her coat closet (okay, out of every closet…and under every bed….), size 13 cleats and sweaty uniforms cluttering her foyer (and stairwell, and laundry room, and…), and a kitchen that should have come with a traffic light. And a pantry monitor. (Anyone with a clever idea on how to repurpose lacrosse sticks into matching reading lamps, she’s all ears!) When she’s not stripping paint, varnishing an old auction house find, or trying to avoid bodily injury with her latest power tool purchase, she loves to hear from readers!

 

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Excerpt

So, there was going to be a June wedding after all. Only it wouldn’t be Hannah McCrae in a gorgeous white dress, walking down the aisle.

No, she’d be swathed in wildflower blue. Or spring leaf green. Or dandelion yellow. Or some other color found only in nature and bridesmaid’s dresses.

Hannah didn’t slow down as she passed the cheery, hand-painted sign welcoming her to Blueberry Cove, Maine.

Chartered in 1715. Population 303. “Make that three hundred and four,” she murmured, still undecided on when she was going to share that little tidbit with the rest of her family.

She should be happy for her big brother and his impending nuptials. And she was happy. Truly. Logan deserved all the love and fulfillment in the world and she was thrilled he’d finally found them. Alex MacFarland had gotten herself a good guy. Probably the last remaining good guy on the planet.

Not that Hannah was biased or anything. Or cynical, for that matter. Okay, so maybe she was a little cynical. All right, more than a little. Who could blame her after the year she’d had?

Hannah wove through the narrow streets of her hometown on autopilot, too distracted by her thoughts to soak up the sense of belonging, the unconditional love she always felt simply entering the Cove. Unable to sleep, she’d left her Old Town Alexandria row house at four that morning, then driven north for thirteen straight hours, fueled solely by the promise of that much-needed hometown group hug. Well, that and the king-sized bag of chocolate-covered pretzels presently tucked in her lap.

She dug in for another fix. They’d been an impulse buy when she’d filled her tank after passing through New York City. She couldn’t even say why. She hated salty and sweet together. Of course, she’d also hated finding out the guy she’d been giddily anticipating a marriage proposal from at any second had already proposed to someone else. In fact, he’d not only proposed to someone else, he’d married her.

Four years ago. Which meant Hannah had spent eighteen months dating a married man. Eighteen monumentally stupid, blind-as-a-bat, how-could-I-be-such-an-idiot months! She was a trial attorney, for God’s sake. A damn good one. She earned her living by knowing when people were lying to her. How could she not have known? How could she not have had at least some inkling of a suspicion long before Tim’s very petite, very blond, and exceedingly pregnant, sweet-faced wife stalked into Hannah’s office, in front of God and everyone—and by God, she meant Findley Holcombe, the senior partner of Holcombe and Daggett, and by everyone, she meant, well, everyone—and announced, quite loudly, using language that could only be described as salty, just what Hannah could do to herself, and stop doing to her husband?

Yeah, Hannah thought, and shoved the pretzel back in the bag. She hated salty and sweet.

As the Rusty Puffin pub came into view, she felt a tug in her chest, and a knot form in her throat. She wanted nothing more than to pull over, run inside, and be immediately folded into one of her uncle Fergus’s big bear hugs, but she couldn’t trust herself not to fall apart all over him. No way would she get out of there without telling him why she was a wreck, which would be as good as telling the entire town. Instead, she whispered a silent I love you, knowing she’d see him soon enough at the wedding rehearsal the following afternoon, and continued toward the coast road that would take her out to Pelican Point . . . and home.

She didn’t see the pickup truck until it was too late.

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