Tour Info [Sarah Darlington]: November 2021

Monday, November 29, 2021

Blogger release post for FAKED (post on Dec. 1st)

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FAKED by Sarah Darlington

a Sexy, Fake-Date, Holiday Romance!

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She tends bar at a strip club.

Every Wednesday, I visit her. Every Wednesday, I hope for more than, “what’s your drink order?” Until one Wednesday, a week from Christmas, she needs me. Okay… so she needs anyone, it seems, to be her fake-date to her sister’s Christmas wedding. I happened to be in the right place at the right time. But a week in the mountains with my dream girl? Sign me up.

Hmmm, Patrick Kelley? My borderline stalker? My Wednesday regular? I’m not interested. I’d never bring him home to meet my family. But times are desperate. I can’t spend a week in the mountains with my family alone, plus my ex will be there, so I ask Patrick…

“Will you be my fake-date for the holidays?”
I figure he’ll be easy to control.
I couldn’t have been more wrong.

*FAKED is sexy Christmas standalone with a HEA. It is a companion novel to Sarah Darlington's KILL DEVIL INK series. It does not need to be read with the others in the series to enjoy. Happy Holidays!

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SARAH DARLINGTON

Sarah Darlington is a 'sweet-heat' romance author. She's passionate about creating sexy, slow-burn love stories that feature strong female leads and the stubborn, alpha heroes who fall in love with them. If you love romance books, I invite you to escape for a while with one of Sarah's!

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Wednesday, November 3, 2021

Cover Reveal for FAKED (post on November 15th)

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FAKED by Sarah Darlington

a Sexy, Fake-Date, Holiday Romance!

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Faking it. I’d been faking it ever since I was sixteen years old.
Every orgasm during sex.
Fake.
Every sigh and moan. Every compliment and encouragement.
Fake.
No, sir, you do not have the biggest one I’ve ever seen.
Every cute conversation and sultry smile with a customer across the bar.
Fake. Fake. Fake.

So, why was it this hard for me to find a fake date to my sister’s wedding? Christmas was in one week, her wedding on the 26th, and I had yet to find some handsome, brainless, charismatic nobody to pretend to be my date for what was sure to be one week of utter hell.

Then I decided on him. The regular from my bar. He might have potential with a makeover, but this... was going to be a disaster!