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Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	A Serving of Forever (Lights Camera Insta-love #3)
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New York City firefighter Desmond Conlon is known among his sisters as the family prankster, but they’ve finally paid him back by nominating him as a contestant on a reality show for terrible bakers. Baking a decent cake with his huge baseball mit hands will be challenging enough, but the task proves almost impossible when Desmond can’t seem to pry his eyes off one of the judges—petite, soft-spoken, bespectacled Quinn. Forget the cake, she’s the only sweetness he needs in his life. Quinn Beverley has never dated, finding the whole process intimidating. If only she could be more like Desmond. Outgoing, confident, sinfully sexy. In a burst of courage, she asks Desmond to give her a lesson in seduction—and he readily agrees. As their training heats up, though, the lines of their agreement blur and Quinn starts to wonder if Desmond has been seduced by her all along…
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Desmond

My sisters have finally gotten their revenge.

After years of me bullying their lame-ass boyfriends and leaving fake spiders on the dashboards of their cars, the two of them have banded together for the ultimate payback—and I have to say I’m impressed. I never thought of nominating them for a reality show against their will. They did think of it, though, so here I am.

On a reality baking for horrible bakers called You’ve Been Ambushed.

Someone in a headset instructs me to don my apron and I do so while chuckling. The damn thing is an extra large, but it’s still tight as a second layer of skin. As soon as I’ve got it tied in the back, I turn to face my sisters in the audience for the first time, glaring at them while they cackle like two hyenas.

“I’ll get you for this, girls,” I call, shaking my fist at them. “Sleep with one eye open.”

Around them, the audience laughs and I take a moment to enjoy seeing my sisters so happy. I’m not an asshole to their boyfriends without good reason. They’ve got terrible taste in men and both of them are in the midst of an especially terrible streak of bad luck lately. There has been a lot of crying and ice cream eating in my living room for the last month. My sisters don’t live with me, but they might as well have packed their suitcases and moved right into my house. I lost count of how many times I came home after a twenty-four-hour shift at the firehouse and found them snoring on my couch while the credits rolled on The Notebook.

If watching me make a fool of myself on national television makes them feel better, I can suck it up for a good cause. But I’m definitely leaving much bigger spiders in their cars next time. I might even work a fake rat into my routine.

I cross my arms and watch the host brief the home audience on the rules of the competition. Next, he stops to my left and interviews a redhead named Lola from Las Vegas. She seems pretty confident and I’ve already got her pegged as my biggest competition, but I don’t have much time to strategize because the host is in front of my work station now.

“Ladies and gents, I’d like to introduce, Desmond Conlon! According to his sisters, this brave FDNY firefighter has been banned from going within ten feet of the stove in his Queens firehouse. Desmond, can you confirm or deny?”

My laugh is still ricocheting off the walls when he extends his skinny microphone in my direction. “You set a couple of apple crisps on fire and everyone loses faith,” I say, shrugging. “I’m looking forward to redeeming myself today.”

“I won’t hold my breath,” calls my youngest sister, Melissa, setting the audience off.

I smile and shake my head. Honestly, this is what I get for being overprotective to a fault. They’ve ganged up on me now. I’m actually surprised it took them so long.

While the host moves on and interviews the girl on my other side, I try to make sense of the directions laminated to the table in front of me. We’re making a three-tiered red velvet cake and my only experience with this particular dessert is eating it. Since I’m as big as a motherfucker, I eat a lot, but actually making edible food has never been in my wheelhouse. It’s why I have a drawer full of takeout menus in my kitchen and a mother who always sets aside leftovers for me.

The host draws my attention when he croons, “Don’t you want to meet our celebrity judges?” And the audience loses their minds.

I’ll only be excited if one of them turns out to be Yankee.

Leaning forward on my elbows, I watch with vague interest as the panel is introduced. The first is a British guy I’ve seen baking on television before. Sebastian Cove. He seems fascinated by the female contestant to my right—doesn’t even the spare the rest of us a glance. So I guess I can safely assume I won’t be receiving his vote.

Laughing under my breath at the Brit’s obvious interest in the girl, I almost miss the name of the next judge, but when the curtain parts and she walks out, my mind plays back the host’s words.

Next we have renowned restaurant critic, Quinn Beverley.

Something turns upside down in my abdomen.

She’s nervous as she scurries to her place and sits down, hiding behind a fall of chocolate brown hair. But not before her big, hazel eyes land on me and widen.

Whoa. She is beautiful.

What is up with my stomach?

I’ve seen good-looking women before, right? Why is this one packing such a punch?

She’s so petite, her glasses look like they’re wearing her. In a sensible black dress and flat, pointed shoes, she calls to mind art galleries and Ivy League campuses. Not that I know what either of those places look like, but they’re all I can come up with. She’s a classy girl. That much is obvious.

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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 21101 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)

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Professional hockey player Aidan “the Brooklyn Brawler” Tulane is known for his temper on the ice. When Aidan’s agent suggests he judge a reality television baking competition to soften his image, he reluctantly agrees, even though he’d rather get hit in the head with a ninety mile an hour puck. That is until he locks eyes with one of the contestants—a beautiful Vegas showgirl named Lola. He wants her immediately, with an intensity he’s never felt for anything but hockey. Unfortunately, Lola’s employer is corrupt and dangerous. She claims that being with her is a risk and she won’t let Aidan take it. But Aidan is ready and willing to take his brawling skills off the ice in order to protect Lola and make her his forever…
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Aiden

On my way into the television studio, some guy with a camera steps into my path.

“Mr. Tulane! You’ve been suspended again from the NHL for unsportsmanlike conduct. A four game penalty this time! Do you ever regret your actions?”

I pull down my Ray-Bans a touch to let him see my fresh black eye. “Hell nah.”

Several fans crowded around the entrance to the studio laugh and I keep walking, ready for this whole day to be over. It hasn’t even started yet and I’m already fucking annoyed. As the cameraman mentioned, I’m currently suspended from my dream job as an enforcer for the Brooklyn Bison over a fight that got a little out of control last week. Gloves came off, teeth were knocked out—not mine, thank Christ—and plastic surgeons were called in for the other guy.

All in all, another day at the office.

Now this morning? It’s the furthest thing from a typical day.

My agent has his panties in a twist over the league threatening to boot me. So he’s found a way for me to make nice and improve my image. Therefore, I’m out of bed before nine o’clock in the morning to act as a judge on some ridiculous reality television baking show. Apparently the contestants are horrible at baking and have been nominated by their friends and family to be embarrassed on national television.

I don’t really care who is getting humiliated here, so long as they don’t keep me trapped in this monkey suit longer than my contractually obligated five hours of filming. What the hell was my agent thinking, anyway? I’m not a people person on my best day. This whole effort to improve my King Asshole image could easily backfire.

A tingle of worry works its way up my spine, but I sniff and ignore it, stomping through the back entrance into the studio. Some kid in a headset intercepts me, guiding me to a green room where they try—and fail—to put makeup on me. There are other judges hanging around backstage. One is a stuffy British guy I’ve seen baking on television before. The other is a little mouse of a woman in huge glasses doing her best to blend in with the wall. We don’t make any small talk and before I know it, we’re being mic’d up and called to the sound stage.

“Okay,” says Headset. “Right now, the host is introducing the contestants. Also known as our victims. Next, he’ll bring out each of you, one by one, starting with Sebastian.” He gestures to the British dude. “Next will be Quinn…” The mousy girl jumps a foot in the air at the use of her name. “…followed by Aidan. We want to get their reactions to our resident celebrities walking out to judge them. Won’t that be hilarious?”

“If you say so.” I massage the center of my forehead, wishing like hell I was holding a hockey stick or resting up for the next time I hold one. There is no in between. Sleep, hockey, repeat. That’s how it has been since I laced up my first pair of skates at age four. That’s how I damn well like it. But this news of my suspension caused me to crack open a bottle of Jack last night and my head is paying for it this morning. “Let’s get this over with.”

“Hear, hear,” mutters Sebastian.

“Yes, in just a moment,” sniffs Headset, visibly irked that we aren’t thrilled to be here. “When you get to the judges’ table, you’ll find score cards with some information about each contestant. There will be one round only in which they’ll bake—or try to bake—a three-tier red velvet cake. It’s going to be a disaster!”

“And they didn’t know they were going to be on television, these poor saps?” I ask. “If someone pulled that on me, they’d regret it.”

“Yes…” Headset licks his lips nervously. “I’m not a hockey fan, but I saw the highlights of your last fight. I wouldn’t deem it wise to ambush you on a reality show.”

“W-will we need to talk on camera?” asks Quinn, pushing up her glasses. “I’m much better at writing than verbalizing.”

“The host will ask you a question or two, yes,” responds Headset.

“Oh.” Quinn pulls her cardigan tighter around her shoulders. “Oh…fudge.”

Jesus, the woman looks like she’s about to faint. I pat her on the shoulder and she almost loses her balance. “Hey. You need to puke or something?”

She blinks at me. “Um. No?”

I clap twice. “Suck it up, kid. You got this.”

“Is that meant to be comforting?”

“I’ve got five older brothers.” I shrug. “Comforting ladies ain’t in my wheelhouse.”

“Right.” She faces the entrance to the soundstage, just as her name is called. Quinn Beverley, renowned restaurant critic. “Thanks anyway for trying.”

“You got it.”

It’s my turn next. I toss my sunglasses at Headset on my way out to the judges’ table. The crowd doesn’t seem to know whether to boo or cheer for me. And I get that a lot. Remembering my agent’s pleading text messages this morning, I paste on a smile and salute the audience. Hell, I want back on the ice enough for the both of us, don’t I? The league isn’t happy at my repeat offenses. I should be relieved they haven’t kicked me out permanently. But what about next time? I inherited this temper from my old man and it’s hard to control when it’s provoked.

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Total pages in book: 21
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When Alice woke up this morning, she never expected to end up on a reality television competition where the contestants are terrible bakers. She’s been ambushed and now she’s expected to make a cake that actually tastes good? While the cameras roll? Just when Alice thinks the situation couldn’t get any worse, the man she’s always loved from afar, British celebrity baker Sebastian Cove, is introduced as one of the judges. Sebastian has a reputation for being ruthless when judging desserts, but his glacial blue eyes soften the moment they land on sweet, flustered Alice. He wants a lot more than a pinch of her sugar and he’ll move heaven and earth to get it…
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Alice

This is a nightmare, right?

I’m trapped inside of the worst dream of my life. That has to be it.

A man lowers a boom microphone over my head and I lift a hand to keep myself from being blinded by a huge, rolling light. Someone runs by and slaps a chef hat on my head, drawing raucous laughter from the audience behind me.

Audience.

I can feel their amusement as they watch me and two other, unsuspecting members of the public get ambushed on a reality television baking show. At least, I think that’s what this is? When I woke up this morning, my boyfriend told me we were going on a tour of a movie studio.

None of it was true. He set me up.

I turn around and spy Clyde in the front row, laughing with two of his friends.

His grin says gotcha, and turning back around, I feel sick to my stomach.

A man in a flashy gold suit comes into view holding a skinny microphone, his smile bleached white. “Hello contestants! Or should I say victims?” The audience cackles behind me. “You’re probably wondering what you’re doing here dressed in an apron and chef’s hat. Well, I’m about to tell you!” He glides across the soundstage in front of an elevated platform with three empty chairs behind it. “You’re on a brand new reality show called…” He cups his hand around an ear and the whole crowd chants the next three words. “You’ve Been Ambushed! It’s the only live baking competition show where the contestants are nominated by their friends and family to compete in one challenging round of utter humiliation.”

Oh my God.

I slowly realize there are cameras facing me from every angle. Not just me, though. To my left, there are two other victims at their own stations. A huge, bearded dude with tattoos snaking down his thick, muscular arms. He appears to be taking the whole situation in stride, his booming laugh echoing around the studio. On the other side of him is a beautiful redhead. Her lips are turned up in a flirtatious smile, but her cheeks are stained with pink.

“As I mentioned, we are live right now. Wave to the studio audience at home!” croons the host. My hands remain limp at my sides and the host clucks disapprovingly. “For today’s competition, you will bake us a three-tier red velvet cake! So much room for error, am I right?”

I zone out at that point, the host’s voice drowned out by the ringing in my ears. I can’t believe this is happening. It’s a running joke that I’m a terrible baker and normally I avoid it at all costs, but Clyde witnessed my ineptitude first hand. I’ve only been seeing Clyde for a couple of weeks and our first date was a bake sale fundraiser for his church, to which I contributed an absolute disaster of a pumpkin pie. Even the person who won the free pie didn’t want it.

I’m going to walk out.

There’s no way I can go through with this.

It’s one thing to have a church lady turn her nose up at my pie, but I draw the line at being humiliated on television.

The host has been busy interviewing the other two contestants, but he stops in front of my workstation now, beaming like the Ryan Seacrest from hell. “And here we have Alice, who has been nominated by her boyfriend, Clyde! Alice is a restaurant manager from Manhattan, New York and it’s a good thing her boss keeps her out of the kitchen, because she burns everything she touches.” I give him my signature dead-eyed stare perfected throughout years of riding the subway. “Is there anything you would like to say to the man who nominated you?”

“Yes, actually. There is.” I turn slightly to face my boyfriend in the audience where he is just basking in the attention. “Clyde? We’re over. Done. Caput.”

Clyde’s smug smile deflates and I turn to face the frozen host.

“Also, I’m so not doing this.”

Panic cracks like lightning across his features when I start to remove my apron. “Uhhh. B-but…don’t you want to meet our celebrity judges first?”

“Nope.”

“Um. First up!” Ignoring me, he keeps going. “All the way from jolly old England, this judge is the owner of three Michelin star restaurants and is known throughout the industry for his icy blue glare. Oooh. Please welcome baking master, Sebastian Cove!”

I stop cold, my hands stilling behind my back in the act of untying the strings of my apron. Did he really just say Sebastian Cove was a judge on this show?

Oh my God.

My pounding heart shoots up into my mouth and I turn lightheaded.

No, it can’t really be him. No way.

For all my incompetence in the kitchen, I’ve lost countless hours of my life watching the experts bake on television. And I’ve always, always had an infatuation with Sebastian Cove. He has starred in my fantasies for years.

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