November 2, 2017

Now Live: MY NEW CRUSH GAVE TO ME by Shani Petroff #Giveaway

My New Crush Gave to Me 

Shani Petroff
Published by: Swoon Reads
Publication date: October 31st 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult

This sweet, funny holiday romance from the author of Romeo And What’s Her Name features cute boys, plenty of rom-com mishaps, and a determined heroine readers are certain to fall for. 
Charlotte “Charlie” Donovan knows exactly what she wants for Christmas: Teo Ortiz. He’s a star athlete, a National Honor Society member, and the most popular guy in school. Plus he contributes to the school paper, where Charlie is a co-editor. Basically, he’s exactly the type of guy Charlie’s looking for. The only problem is—he barely knows she exists.

But Charlie has a plan: rig the paper’s Secret Santa and win his heart with the perfect gift. The catch? She has no idea what to get him. Enter J.D. Ortiz–Teo’s cousin, and possibly the most annoying person on the planet. He’s easy going, laid back, disorganized, and spontaneous—the exact opposite

of Charlie (and Teo). But he knows what Teo wants, so she’s stuck with him.

Yet, the more time Charlie spends with J.D., the more she starts to wonder: Does she really know what, or rather who, she wants for Christmas?
Shani Petroff’s newest young adult comedy of errors, My New Crush Gave to Me, is the perfect read for those searching for some love and laughter along with their holiday spirit.
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“We have four weeks before the party,” she said, her brown eyes lighting up. “This will be fun. A boyfriend by Christmas. It can be like one of those holiday Hallmark movies! We can call it Countdown to Christmas or Jingle All the Way to Noelle’s Christmas Ball or All I Want for Christmas Is a Boyfriend. Wait, wait, wait, wait. I got it. The Twelve Guys of Christmas!
Morgan loved holidays. All holidays. And cheesy TV. She couldn’t get enough of either.
“Try more like A Christmas Miracle,” I said. “There aren’t twelve guys for me. If I could find even one in the whole junior class, I’d be shocked. Believe me, I’ve looked. There’s no one.”
“That’s not true,” she objected. “Sean McGinn.”
“Flunking physics.”
“Gus Janas.”
“Can’t differentiate between theirthere, and they’re,” I shot back.
“Todd Murphy,” she said.
“Didn’t know Canada was part of North America.”
“Jason Sohn,” she tried.
“Late to first period at least twice a week and is always finishing his homework from the night before during class.”
“Charlie!” Morgan threw up her hands. “People make mistakes. No one is perfect.”
Well, Ajay was pretty close. He had it all. The Seans, Guses, Todds, and Jasons of the world were fine to talk to in school, but not to date. Not for me. I wanted someone that wowed me.
Morgan and I neared the computer lab for our school paper meeting. We coedited the Sandbrook High Sentinel (four print editions and weekly online updates). As we were about to go inside, someone came barreling down the hall.
“Watch it,” Morgan yelled out.
But it was too late. Teo Ortiz ran right into me, knocking all of my papers to the ground.
“Whoa,” he said, and I almost laughed at the stunned expression on his face. He bent down to help me pick up my stuff. “I didn’t see you there.”
“Sorry,” I said.
“Why are you apologizing?” Morgan asked, her voice rising.
“He bumped into you, not the other way around.”
Teo gave me a sheepish grin and handed me a pile of my papers. “She’s right. I’m really sorry. Was mid-text and wasn’t watching where I was going. I was just in a rush to get out of here. I hate being late.”
“Me too,” I said as we both stood back up. He hadn’t broken eye contact with me, and I felt a little light-headed. I had never been this close to Teo before. Wow, he was good looking. Short dark hair, the same color as his deep-set eyes, those lashes that stretched to eternity, square jaw, full lips, and that V-shaped torso with muscles you could see even though he was wearing a sweater. Not to mention, he acted like a gentleman helping me gather my things and he was into being on time. There was a distinct possibility he was perfect. “I’m Charlie.”
“Teo,” he answered. “I should get going, or I really am going to be late. Sorry again about before.” He gave me another one of those smiles of his and jogged the rest of the way down the hall.
I was starting to get that wow feeling.

Shani Petroff is a writer living in New York City. She’s the author of the “Bedeviled” series, which includes Daddy’s Little Angel, The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly Dress, Careful What You Wish For, and Love Struck, and is the co-author of the “Destined” series which includes Ash and Ultraviolet. She also writes for television news programs and several other venues. When she’s not locked in her apartment typing away, she spends a whole lot of time on books, boys, TV, daydreaming, and shopping online.


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