Sunday, July 1, 2018

Mauve by Josie Riviera - Perfect Match Series




Announcing an Exciting New Summer Romance Series!
Grab your beach umbrella and prepare for lots of fun and romance this summer with the Perfect Match series! Join Bree, Marni, Molly, Jade, Ava, and Maeve as they embark on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation in the pursuit of love.

MAEVE, book 6, by Josie Riviera:

Maeve’s Perfect Matching Dating Profile …

Miss Irish Independence, Age 26

“When he takes me in his arms, he speaks to me softly, I see the world through rose-colored glasses.”—Edith Piaf, French singer, songwriter, and film actress.

I live for a hot cuppa tea and will share it with you.

I’m a good listener. But make no mistake, I follow my own dreams, not yours.

Love comes in many forms, and I believe in a commitment to one person.

Be warned … I’m a workaholic.

Excerpt from MAEVE:

Maeve pivoted and almost collided with a dripping wet man striding to the reception counter. He wore little more than a very tight, very revealing spandex bathing suit. Barefoot, he’d tossed a towel over his shoulders. Water puddled at his feet.

“Mr. Newell.” Pierre’s eyes widened. The implacable concierge dashed from behind his desk and pitched himself in front of Maeve. “Your match has arrived.”

“The Irish woman?” Mr. Newell strode closer. His sea-green eyes held a gleam; his coal-black hair was wet and slicked back. He was decidedly taller than Maeve’s five feet status, and she guessed he was over six feet.

“This isn’t the eighteen hundreds, Pierre,” Mr. Newell said. “I’m allowed to see my match before our official meeting. I’m sure Mr. and Mrs. …” He paused.

“Yates, monsieur.”

“Right. I’m sure Mr. and Mrs. Yates won’t object. Besides, whoever you’re hiding isn’t my bride. I can take a peek.”

“You can take more than a peek, Mr. Newell.” Maeve shoved the rigid Pierre aside and held out her hand. “I’m Maeve Doherty.”

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Friday, June 29, 2018

Ava by Denise Devine - Perfect Match Series


Announcing an Exciting New Summer Romance Series!
Grab your beach umbrella and prepare for lots of fun and romance this summer with the Perfect Match series! Join Bree, Marni, Molly, Jade, Ava, and Maeve as they embark on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation in the pursuit of love.

AVA, book 5, by Denise Devine:

Ava’s Perfect Match Dating Profile…

A Minnesota Girl – Age 31

Like everyone else, I’ve had my heart broken in the past, but I still find it difficult to believe in the power of love.

Do you have what it takes to prove me wrong?

I’m looking for someone who is honest and genuine, a man who would accept me for who I am and bring out my true self—a crazy, fun-loving girl with an adventurous heart. If you really exist, you’re one in a million.

And you just might be the one for me.

Excerpt from AVA:

After they finished their beverages, they climbed the well-worn pathway up to the cliffs. People were congregating in small groups, laughing and talking, many of them soaking wet. Others went straight to the edge and jumped off, whooping all the way down to the water.

Jeff took Ava’s hand as they walked toward the edge. “It’s beautiful down there, isn’t it?” The water truly looked turquoise and as clear as a windowpane.

She moved closer to the edge of the cliff and gingerly stared down at the cove. “It must be at least a twenty-five-foot jump.”

“Do you know how to swim?”

She snorted. “Ah, yeah. I was a lifeguard all through senior high and college.”

“Really? Me, too.” He tightened his fingers around her slender hand. “Do you like to swim in the ocean?”

“Oh, yes, I love it. I’ve already gone swimming several times at the resort.”

“Great!” He grinned. “Then let’s do it.” He leaped off the cliff and pulled her with him.

At first, she gasped from sheer surprise then she screamed. “I’m going to kill you for this, Jeff Thom-a-a-a-s!”

Down they went, feet first.

Splash!

They plunged into the cove, but quickly swam upward, breaking through the surface of the water at nearly the same time.

As soon as she bobbed to the surface, Ava blew out a lungful of air and shook the water from her eyes. Without a word, she took off like a shot and swam toward the beach. Jeff quickly caught up to her and followed her out of the water. She ignored him and stomped away.

“Come on, Ava. Don’t be mad—”

“Oh, I’m not mad,” she said, whirling around, getting in his face. “I’m furious!”


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Thursday, June 28, 2018

Jade by Rachelle Ayala - Perfect Match Series



Announcing an Exciting New Summer Romance Series!
Grab your beach umbrella and prepare for lots of fun and romance this summer with the Perfect Match series! Join Bree, Marni, Molly, Jade, Ava, and Maeve as they embark on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation in the pursuit of love.

JADE, book 4, by Rachelle Ayala:

Jade’s Perfect Match Profile…

Miss PITA, Age 25

“The best revenge is massive success.” – Frank Sinatra

Let’s cut to the chase. Most online match profiles are untrue and lame. Everyone is outgoing, a great cook, loves to hike, and yogas themselves into a pretzel on a regular basis.

As if you care.

Me? I’m difficult, entitled, spoiled, and did I say I hate cats? I’m not the type of woman you bring home to mom, I can’t fix stupid, and I most definitely don’t do boring.

Why should you pick my profile?

Easy.

If you’re looking for a soulmate, don’t look at me. If you’re hoping for the love of your life, keep swiping. But if you’re as sick of dating and relating as I am, then maybe you’re the partner I’m NOT looking for.

Excerpt from JADE:

Jade got into the limo and scooted as far down the bench as she could. How dare this man presume she either needed or wanted him to tame her? Okay, on the scale of one to ten, with ten being mega hot, this man was a nine and a half, his arrogant attitude costing him half a point.

After handing his and Jade’s luggage to Georges, the large man clambered into the limo. “Mind if I sit next to you?”

“I can’t believe you selected my profile, unless all you wanted was a free vacation,” Jade said, keeping her gaze locked out the darkened window.

“You have no idea what I want, and I’m betting you can’t read minds.” Aiden left one open seat between them on the bench. He extended his hand to shake. “Aiden Lin, Navy SEAL. Age 26.”

Jade stared at the large hand with the square, sturdy fingers. Everything about this guy was muscles. It figured. He was a member of an elite fighting force.

“I don’t particularly care what you want or not, but since we’re stuck together, let’s discuss some ground rules.”

Aiden scooted closer, his hand still extended as the limo rolled from the airport. “We don’t need any rules other than what the Perfect Match terms and conditions say. I passed their background check, and I assume you have, too. The purpose of this vacation is promotional for them, to validate their proprietary algorithm for matchmaking.”

“Which obviously didn’t work,” Jade said. “Show me your profile.”

“I didn’t write it,” Aiden said. “So, it’s irrelevant.”

“You didn’t write your profile?” Jade’s voice rose an octave. “Who did?”

“My mother.” Aiden’s lips twisted into the mother of all smirks. “I’m guessing your line about not being the woman to take home to your mother triggered the computer to make the match.”

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Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Molly by Julie Jarnagin - The Perfect Match Series




Announcing an Exciting New Summer Romance Series!
Grab your beach umbrella and prepare for lots of fun and romance this summer with the Perfect Match series! Join Bree, Marni, Molly, Jade, Ava, and Maeve as they embark on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation in the pursuit of love.

MOLLY, book 3, by Julie Jarnagin:

Molly’s Perfect Match Profile…

The Pink Pen, 27

“If you aim at nothing, you’ll hit it every time.” –Zig Ziglar

I’m a hard-working, independent young professional who’s looking for a man who shares my ambition and whose busy lifestyle matches my own. My career doesn’t leave much time for hobbies, but someday, I’d love to travel more and see the world. If you’re seeking some company on the ladder to the top, maybe we’re right for each other.

Excerpt from MOLLY:

As long as Molly stuck to the plan, everything would be fine. She slipped off her gold sandals and carried them across the warm sand toward the building with the hand-painted Surf Hut sign above the door.

Waves crashed against the shore. She’d love to stretch out on a beach towel with a book in hand. Instead, she was about to take surf lessons with a man she’d never met. A man she would need to create some kind of connection with in the next seven days. If not, her article about the Perfect Match dating site wouldn’t be enough to impress the editor of Gloss and Glitter. And if it didn’t impress her boss at the magazine, her chances of being promoted to relationship editor would disappear.

She hadn’t worked her tail off for the past four years to let go of her dream now—even if that dream did require her to do this silly review of a new matchmaking travel agency. What would they think of next? Speed dating while swimming with sharks? Matching couples based on their pets’ profiles? It was getting ridiculous.

But if it got her promoted from writing her advice column to managing the entire relationship section, this trip would be worth it. Not to mention that she had a reputation to redeem. What kind of relationship advice columnist had such a disaster of a love life? Everyone knew Cody had dumped her. She still shuddered when she thought of all those sympathetic smiles and pats on the back. Humiliating.

She approached the Surf Hut. A tanned man in neon yellow board shorts was standing with his back to her. His shaggy hair looked as if it had once been brown but the tips were now bleached out by days in the bright island sun. His shoulder and arm muscles flexed as he moved something back and forth across a white surfboard.

Heat rushed through her. A day spent learning to surf from a hot instructor. This might be a little distracting for a first date. She would need to keep her focus on the man the Perfect Match dating site had chosen for her. Their algorithms for matching were supposed to be amazing, but did anyone really believe they could meet the love of their life by answering a few questions on a questionnaire? She certainly didn’t. Life had taught her that nothing came that easily.

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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Marni of the Perfect Match Series by Aileen Fish




Announcing an Exciting New Summer Romance Series!
Grab your beach umbrella and prepare for lots of fun and romance this summer with the Perfect Match series! Join Bree, Marni, Molly, Jade, Ava, and Maeve as they embark on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation in the pursuit of love.

MARNI, book 2, by Aileen Fish:

Marni’s Perfect Match Dating Profile…

GypsySoul, 24

I’m that curious mix of librarian on the outside and gypsy in my soul. While the journeys are fun, all roads lead home, where you’ll find me feeding a small group of close friends. If friends and family are the center of your life, we might just be a perfect match.

Excerpt from MARNI:

“It is you.” She hoped her voice hid her disappointment.

“You were expecting some other Matt Frost?” His teeth shone white against his tan. He wore a pale gray t-shirt with sleeves short enough to show he didn’t have a farmer’s tan. He must work without his shirt often enough to keep his coloring even.

Of course, if he cared about his health he’d use sunscreen like she did. One day he’d regret that warm glow. She waited for him to sit before responding to his question. “I kind of thought Hope had pranked me using your name for my perfect—my date.”

“Perfect date. I like that. I hope you’re not too disappointed.”

She carefully maneuvered the conversation away from her feelings. “What about you? I’m sure you didn’t come here looking for me.”

Matt motioned to a server to call him over. “What would you like, Marni?”

“A mai tai.”

“Make it two,” he told the young man.

“You drink mai tais?”

“No,” he admitted. “But this is St. Croix. I can’t just drink craft beers here.”

When their drinks were served, Marni sipped the fruity freshness. “You never answered my question. Did you come here looking to meet me?”

He lifted his sunglasses and studied her. The smile lines beneath his eyes were faint when he was relaxed like this, but there was still happiness in his eyes. “Is this one of those trick questions, like ‘does this skirt look good on me?’ How do I answer honestly without hurting your feelings?”

“Ouch. A yes or no would have sufficed.”
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Monday, June 25, 2018

Bree of the Perfect Match Series by Raine English




Announcing an Exciting New Summer Romance Series!
Grab your beach umbrella and prepare for lots of fun and romance this summer with the Perfect Match series! Join Bree, Marni, Molly, Jade, Ava, and Maeve as they embark on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation in the pursuit of love.

BREE, book 1, by Raine English:

Bree’s Perfect Match Dating Profile…

MissWanderlust, 29

“Not all who wander are lost.” –J.R.R. Tolkien

I’m an outgoing lady who loves to travel. I’ve never been the type to stay in one place for long. Some call me stubborn and headstrong. I say I know what I want and don’t hesitate to get it. If you like adventure and are up for a wild ride, then you could be the partner I’m looking for.

Excerpt from BREE:

After Ketut left, she grabbed her carry-on bag—she’d come back for the other later—and headed toward the stairs. As she was about to take a step, she thought she heard a voice. Was she so tired she imagined it? Bree set her bag down on the first step and then headed into the living room where she now could hear water running. Was someone else here? As she stood there too stunned to move, she heard the voice again. It was a man’s voice, and he was singing, if she could even call it that because it was so off key. What in the world was going on here? Had they double booked her villa?

Bree groaned. Just what she needed after her horrible flight. Well, this was going to get straightened out and now. She went over to the wooden chest where the resort cell phone was always kept and groaned again. It wasn’t there. The other guest must have it. She snatched her phone out of her handbag, but before she could dial, she spotted a tall, well-muscled hunk coming down the hall wearing nothing but a resort towel. Her face grew warm, and her pulse quickened. He didn’t see her at first, but when he did, he stopped cold and tightened the towel around his waist. His tanned skin was still damp from the shower, and it glistened from the sunlight streaming in through the skylights above like molded bronze. Deep chocolate eyes held hers; then his gaze shifted down to the envelope in her hand. His brow furrowed, marring his handsome face.

“You’re in the wrong villa.” His tone was pleasant but firm.

“I don’t think so,” Bree responded as firmly. “I always stay in this one. The Royal Villa is always available to me.”

“Well, someone’s made a mistake.”

“Obviously.” Bree tried redialing the Blue Fin but her mind went blank, and she couldn’t remember the number. In frustration, she tossed the phone back in her handbag. “It’s easier to use the resort cell phone. Do you have it?”

“Yep.”

The man disappeared down the hall, returning a few minutes later clad in a pair of well-worn jeans that emphasized the slimness of his hips, and the rich outlines of his shoulders strained against the fabric of his white T-shirt. Along with the phone, he was carrying an envelope similar to hers. She swallowed hard. He couldn’t be her match, could he?

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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Ava - Book 5 of the Perfect Match Series - on Preorder Now







Prologue

 

Ava’s Perfect Match Dating Profile…

 
A Jaded Minnesota Girl - 31

I’ve had my heart broken in the past so I find it difficult to believe in the power of love.

I dare you to prove me wrong.

It would require someone who is honest and genuine, a man who would accept me for who I am and bring out the person I was before my heart was stomped upon—a crazy, fun-loving girl with an adventurous heart. If you really exist, you’re one in a million.

And you just might be the one for me.

 

Chapter One

May 20th - West Palm Beach, Florida
The Perfect Gift

Ava Godfrey sat in the plush seat of her rental car at the Silver Dolphin Restaurant, yawning loudly. She’d come all the way from Minneapolis to attend her best friend’s baby shower and the last thing she needed was to be so tired she couldn’t enjoy the party. She’d planned to catch a much-needed nap during her flight from Minneapolis, but the plane had hit turbulence en route to the Palm Beach airport, leaving her white-knuckled and on the edge of her seat the entire trip. A Starbucks Venti-sized cup of French Roast had helped somewhat, but the caffeine had left her more jittery than alert.

Darn, she thought as she flipped down her visor and forced her gaze to focus on the woman staring back at her. The best makeup in the world isn’t going to conceal my state of mind.

The mirror never lied. Her eyes, underscored with dark circles contrasting against her pale skin showed fatigue, but also revealed a sad, faraway look she hadn’t been able to shake since her divorce. Though she’d taken positive steps to move on, the mess she’d made of her life by marrying the wrong man still overshadowed the fun-loving girl she used to be. Mistakes were easy to make. Starting over was not.

“Straighten up, honey,” she said aloud as she searched her purse for a breath mint. “This is not the time to get sidetracked over what’s wrong with your life. You have to show up with a smile on your face and a spring in your step so everyone thinks you’re doing great.”

Her phone rang. With a sigh, she picked it off the seat and swiped the screen. The ID displayed Lisa Kaye-Wells. “Hi, Lisa,” she said in a rush. “Don’t worry, I’m coming—”

“Ava, where are you?” Music, chatter and laughter echoed in the background. “You’re supposed to be here by now.” Though their lives had changed since their days of rooming together at college, their differences hadn’t. Lisa still proved to be the punctual one. Ava was still always rushing in at the last minute.

“I’m in the parking lot. See you in five minutes. Bye.” She touched up her peach lipstick and shut off the car. Grabbing her purse, her phone and her baby gift, Ava braced herself against the drizzling Florida afternoon as she locked her car then sprinted across the parking lot to the restaurant.

She arrived at the front door at the same time as a well-dressed couple in their mid-forties. The man, tall and slim with graying dark hair, stood aside and opened the door for her. “Thank you,” she said as she entered the two-story building made of steel and glass overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. She hurried past the gift shop to the host stand and approached a young woman with burgundy hair standing behind a black podium arranging a stack of menus. “Hello, I’m looking for the Wells reception.”

The woman pointed toward the stairs. “It’s in the upper level.”

“Thank you.” Squaring her shoulders, she trudged up the wide, open stairway to a large room with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the ocean. Round tables covered with white linen cloths and adorned with small vases of fresh pink, white and yellow flowers were scattered about the room. A buffet filled with assorted hot and cold appetizers, fruit, punch and desserts stretched the length of an entire wall. Lisa stood near the gift table, wearing a floor-length, yellow dress with an empire waist. Her long dark hair hung down her back in soft, spiral curls.

“Ava,” she cried as she held out her arms for a hug, “I’m so glad you’re here. We haven’t seen each other in ages!”

The last year had gone by fast. Ava placed her gift on the table, vowing to herself not to let another year go by before they saw each other again.

They exchanged hugs. “How are you? You look terrific,” Ava exclaimed as they pulled apart. “Motherhood really agrees with you.”

“How have you been?” Lisa asked, turning the focus back on her. “Shawn and I have talked about flying up to Minnesota to see you, but our hotel is booked solid every week and it’s impossible to get away. Shawn wanted to be here today, but we had back-to-back weddings scheduled this weekend so he couldn’t leave the island.”

Lisa grew up in West Palm Beach, but she and Shawn presently owned and operated a historic hotel on Enchanted Island, a small island about fifty miles off the southern tip of Florida. The couple had met there several years earlier, when Lisa worked in her Aunt Elsie’s B&B and Shawn managed his family’s hotel, The Amaryllis on Azure Bay. They’d surprised everyone when they acquired the rundown Morganville Hotel and began restoring it, turning it into a popular destination in the East Caribbean. Since then, Lisa and Shawn had married and were starting their family.

“I’m doing fine,” Ava said with a smile.

“Are you sure?” Lisa’s brows furrowed. “I can’t help worrying about you. This past year has been so difficult—”

“Hey, you have enough to worry about right here,” Ava said as she patted Lisa’s rounded tummy. “I can’t wait to see your little mini-me when she makes her debut into the world!”

The couple that had followed Ava into the building came up to them, greeting Lisa and diverting her attention away from Ava. Seeing her chance to escape the interrogation over her well-being, Ava glanced around the room, looking for the bar. She had decided to get a glass of Cabernet and find somewhere to sit down, but her plans stalled when Lisa grabbed her by the arm instead and introduced her to Ian and Belinda Wells, Shawn’s brother and sister-in-law.

“I’m going to have a couple of those deep-fried wonton from the buffet and a glass of wine,” Ava said as more people arrived and crowded around Lisa.

“You rat,” Lisa whispered with an envious smile. “I haven’t had any booze or junk food for six months. Have a glass for me, too.”

“I will!” Ava laughed. “Don’t worry, it won’t be long before you’ll be thin again and able to eat what you want.”

Many of Lisa’s friends from her book club were there. Ava stood in line at the bar with one of the women. “You’re Tara, right?” She smiled at the pretty brunette as she waited for the bartender to pour her a glass of red wine. “I remember you from Lisa’s wedding.”

“I remember you, too,” Tara replied. “You’re Ava—Lisa’s college friend from Minnesota. Are you here by yourself? Come and sit with us.” She pointed toward a large round table filled with five vivacious women. “All of the out-of-towners have gathered together.”

“All right,” Ava said, curious about the women Lisa had befriended on line. After they received their drinks, she accompanied Tara to the table and Tara introduced her to the group, naming them from left to right—Amy, Clair, Meg, Jenny and Hope.

For the next hour, she sat and sipped her wine while listening to amusing stories about the books they’d read and their retreat on Enchanted Island where they’d met for the first time. Each member had tossed a bottle containing a message to her dream hero into the bay. Though Ava refrained from joining in the conversation, she truly enjoyed hearing about this pretty island that everyone seemed to love so much. Something in her heart stirred, creating in her a yearning to visit Lisa and Shawn on Enchanted Island once their little girl, Emma, was born.

“Oh, my gosh, Ava. This is the perfect gift! Thank you!”

Lisa stood at the gift table pulling out the contents of a large, handmade diaper bag filled with a girl’s layette. She waved for Ava to join her. “Where did you find such precious little outfits?”

“My Aunt Ruth made them and the bag, too. Did you see the newborn diapers?”

“Oh, look at this,” Lisa said as she pulled out a box filled with several pairs of miniature fleece slipper-socks and a white, crocheted baptism set. There were Onesies, sleepers, receiving blankets, bibs and changing pads. At the bottom of the bag, Lisa found two dozen tiny diapers made with soft flannel in pastel colors. A chorus of oohs and ahhs came from women in the room as Lisa held up each different item. She carefully packed all of the pieces back into the bag and set it aside.

“Now,” she said to Ava, “I have something for you.” Lifting the pink tablecloth, she reached under the table and pulled out an envelope from her purse. “Here,” she said as she straightened and offered it to Ava. “This is something special just for you.”

“For me?” Ava gingerly accepted the white square envelope. “What is it?”

Lisa’s eyes widened. “Well, open it and you’ll find out!”

Inside, Ava discovered an invitation. She pulled out the embossed card, speechless as she read the words.

You’re cordially invited to spend an all-expenses-paid, week-long trip to the island of your choice, courtesy of Perfect Match Online Dating and Travel Agency.

“What is this?” Ava laughed, thinking it was a joke of some kind that Lisa had received and wanted to show her. “A clever new way to hook people into a timeshare presentation?”

“No, it’s nothing like that! Look at it again.”

Ava scanned the invitation a second time. Was it real, after all? “Wh-why me? Why are you offering this to me instead of one of your book club friends?” She tried to give it back, but Lisa refused and pushed her hand away.

“Don’t you see, this is just what you need—seven days on a beautiful island with nothing to do but kick back and enjoy yourself!”

Ava frowned. “What would I do on a tropical island by myself?”

“You’re not going to be alone.” Lisa laughed, sounding as though she thought Ava was kidding again. “The agency will select the perfect match for you.”

The wha—what?

“I hope you didn’t pay a lot of money for this,” Ava said as she smacked the invitation on the table, “because you’re not setting me up with a total stranger for a solid week. What, are you crazy? Allowing an agency to select my perfect match is the most ridiculous, hair-brained scheme I’ve ever heard of. I mean, that stuff is for adventurous twenty-year-olds with romantic dreams. It’s not practical for a thirty-one-year-old-woman who has already been married once. The last thing I need is to be stuck out in the middle of nowhere with a blind date for seven days.” She watched Lisa’s smile fade and instantly regretted her hasty refusal. “I’m sorry. I know you mean well, Lisa, but this is definitely not my style.” She pointed toward the table of Lisa’s friends. The women were watching them intently, causing her to wonder if they were secretly in on this, too. “I’ve got an idea. Why don’t you give it to one of them?”

Lisa shook her head. “They already have invitations of their own. Amy’s fiancé, Dawson Yates, owns the agency and he gave each member of the book club a complimentary invitation to pass along to the person of her choice.”

Oops... Ava’s cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Amy had heard every word she’d said.

Lisa picked up the invitation and put it back into Ava’s hand. “My choice is you.”

“But...but, I’m not ready to start dating yet.”

Lisa smiled patiently. “Take it from me, Ava. No one ever is after a bad break up. You need to take a chance, step outside your comfort zone and meet someone new.”

Stunned by her best friend’s obstinacy, Ava didn’t know what else to say. She resorted to glaring at Lisa instead when suddenly all of the women in the book club stood up and walked over to them. Amy Sheridan, the one with curly, dark brown hair and green eyes, stepped forward.

“I understand your apprehension,” Amy said in a soft tone, “but my fiancé’s agency is top-notch and that means he’s careful about the matches he coordinates. Once you establish a profile online, a Perfect Match Specialist will match you with someone who shares common interests with you.” Her eyes twinkled as she placed her hand on Ava’s arm. “If you accept the invitation, you only have one obligation to Perfect Match. You must stay the entire week. That’s it. Just have a fun-filled vacation with your match, taking in the sun and enjoying the beauty of your destination. I can assure you with full confidence that your satisfaction is Dawson’s utmost concern.”

“What’s the catch?” Ava folded her arms. “What does your fiancé want in return for giving me this free offer?”

Amy’s expression changed from soft to serious. “You’ll be given a survey at the end of your week to grade your satisfaction on how well the agency handled setting up your trip—and your match. I have no doubt that you’ll be very happy with all of the arrangements.”

“Other than the seven-day stipulation and the survey, there are no strings attached?”

Amy shook her head. “None.”

Lisa’s soft jade eyes took on a pleading look. “Come on, Ava, accept the invitation. You’ve been through so much this past year. You deserve a break. Do this for yourself, okay?”

“I’ve never been out of the continental U.S. in my life,” Ava said, running out of objections. “Where would I go?”

Lisa held up her palms. “Well, that’s a no-brainer. Isn’t it?”

“Enchanted Island!” Lisa’s friends responded in a chorus then they burst out laughing.

Lisa laughed so hard she contracted a pain in her side and had to lean with one palm on the table. “This is perfect,” she said, clutching her side. “I’m due at the end of September. Book your trip for the last week and be with me when the baby is born!”

The chance to be present when Lisa had her baby sounded tempting, but...

Maybe a vacation some place far away from my problems in Minnesota is the prescription I need to pull myself together and start thinking about my future. Spending quality time with my best friend wouldn’t hurt, either. Maybe I should accept the invitation and spend my week in Enchanted Island in late September.

But...finding her perfect match in a computer database through an online dating system? The thought made her almost laugh out loud.
~*~*~*~
 

Introduction

You’re cordially invited to spend an all-expenses-paid week-long trip to the island of your choice, courtesy of Perfect Match Online Dating and Travel Agency.
 
Grab your beach umbrella and prepare for six weeks of romance and fun in the sun with a brand-new series brought to you by USA Today bestselling authors…
Perfect Match!
Six exciting, sweet novellas linked by a unifying theme. You’ll want to read each one!
Six women receive invitations from Dawson Yates, owner of Perfect Match, a brand-new online matchmaking travel agency for a free week-long vacation to the island of her choice. As part of an extensive promotional campaign, Dawson expects to make six perfect matches that he can use to champion his business. The women expect to meet the men of their dreams. What none of them anticipates is the chaos that ensues when six couples who were strangers before agreeing to spend the week together discover that love is a lot more complicated than a match made by computer algorithms. Join Bree, Marni, Molly, Jade, Ava, and Maeve as they embark on a once-in-a-lifetime vacation in the pursuit of love.
Meet the women of Perfect Match!
BREE (Raine English)
MARNI (Aileen Fish)
MOLLY (Julie Jarnagin)
JADE (Rachelle Ayala)
AVA (Denise Devine)
MAEVE (Josie Riviera)
 
You can find all six of the Perfect Match stories below: