Booty Camp Dating Service is a wildly successful matchmaking
company. The twist? Well, Wolf Saber --who inherited his gift-- is NEVER wrong
when he matches people. It’s a gift passed down from his grandmother to his
mother to him.
He’s sexy but stays behind the scenes, letting his buddy
Chance do all the talking while he matches the clients at parties and events.
Booty Camp Dating Service travels the country, and nine months after they leave
the city there’s always a flurry of weddings and an accompanying baby boom.
Booty Camp claims that clients will be 110% satisfied and they deliver on that
promise every single time.
Except Wolf refuses to deliver on that guarantee for
himself. He doesn’t find love until Hazel Lavender’s best friend pushes her
through his front door. Now all he wants to do is make sure Hazel is 110%
satisfied…in his bed. Which, ironically, would break the very rules Wolf
demands of his employees--no dating clients, ever.
So instead, Wolf and Hazel fight. And kiss. And fight some
more.
Will Wolf’s own rules make him the very first Booty Camp
Happily Never After? (Book Camp Dating Service is a STAND ALONE!)
Darra's Review:
Let's start with that I loved the name of the book. I loved the synopsis, the infomercials and the author. I have read Poughkeepsie and that book stuck with me. This book is on the lighter side of Debra. I follow some amazing authors that also write Romance Comedy and Debra happened to be on a comedy FB page. This page makes me laugh all the time. I don't know how they write comedy so well. But I love it!
Just in the first few paragraphs of the book, I already wanted to kick a sack of nuts. Scott is the epitome of a Douche bag. And he never stops. It amazed me how much off a twat he was. I hope he catches an infestations of crabs. (I think that covered my feelings for Scott).
This is about Hazel and her one night with her best friend, Claire, and all the mayhem of the Booty Camp. I don't think she was planning to find her next husband. Just to get Scott and his squealing girlfriend to shut up and have fun with another normal guy.
Claire and Chance were ridiculous! What a big pile of goo at first sight. They were both awesome characters. So fun, you wanted to meet them. Wait, I am talking about a book. Not real people. Duh.
So with Chance and Claire are all about each other, Hazel is cast aside and wants to just go home. But a turn of events leads her to meet Wolf and get her refund. Oh if it were so simple. Wolf is why Booty Camp is 110% satisfied customers. He can read people and does the matching. He is a.....Dick. But a dick you want to get to know. A dick you want to slap. However a dick you want to know deep inside. (Lets count up how many dicks I write in one review!)
Hazel and Wolf are a mess. You will love them and hope they finally get on the write page. Some hots scenes in this book(Blush worthy). I believe you will be thoroughly satisfied with this book all around. Hot men, awkward moments, funny characters and a great ending. I was smiling till the last page. Girly happiness here.
I give the book a 4.7. If you don't like this book, no have no humor about life in general. I haven't met anyone like that.
Sunny's Review:
Honestly, if you picked this book to read you have to have a sense of humor. Between the title and the logo you know this book is supposed to be hilarious. We all know that I totally judge books by the title and cover and the crazier the better! So I was so excited to see this book on my kindle.
You start off with Hazel and her ridiculous situation with Scott. Hazel is pretty funny. In a moment of weakness she agrees to go with Claire to the Booty Camp. Supposedly everyone is 110% satisfied. Once she gets there, she writes a check for $1,000 and then all hell breaks loose. She is NOT 110% satisfied. Claire is with her but pretty much tosses her to the side once she meets Chance. I love that Hazel speaks her mind and honestly my favorite thing about her might be the fact that she flips Wolf off all the time. Wolf is the owner of Booty Camp and takes his job seriously. He matches people and they usually end up with a perfect match. Wolf has a problem trying to matching Hazel and refuses to give her a refund. The two of them end up in some hilarious situations. I loved the banter between them as well as all the sexual tension. I love that Wolf is a good guy that helps people even though his rate is ridiculous.
This book is hilarious and goes through a few weeks of Hazel and Wolf trying to figure themselves out. It was a light, fun read and I loved it. I recommend you read it too. I am giving this book 4.7 stars out of 5.
Wolf pulled her close so her
chest was pressed into his and used his other hand to throw everything off his
desk, including the light. It tossed interesting shadows around the room, but
her magnificent face was highlighted, and that was exactly what he needed. He
kissed her while laying her gently back on the desk.
“Hey.” Hazel stopped him, and he waited
to see what she needed while panting a bit. “Don’t be gentle, for fuck’s sake.”
He stood up and looked at the
wall for a second, running his hands down his face.
“Am I too much for you?” she
asked.
He heard the hint of
self-conscious seeping in. And that was criminal.
He crawled on top of the desk,
caging her between his hands and knees.
“No. My problem is that I want a
bed. And maybe some rope and lots of lube and good music and a few things that
vibrate in a drawer close by. I want to make you come on my face so hard you
think you’re dying and this”—he looked around his office—“is none of that.”
Hazel’s returning bravado made
her eyes sparkle. “Surely a man that runs a dating service can be creative when
he needs to be?”
His only reply to her dare was to
put her nipple in his mouth while massaging between her legs with one hand.
With the other he balanced above her perilously on the narrow desk. His knees
were close to the edge, hemming her in.
She bucked against his hand and
hissed at him. “Get to work, then.” She grabbed his face and pulled it back up
to her mouth.
Wolf decided that he would watch
Hazel get on the elevator since she was not making any attempt to come open the
door for him. And then a couple came up behind him.
“There’s your ex! Holy crap, she
looks wasted. How sad. Can you feel me up in front of her again? I love to
watch her change colors. She goes all green.”
The man, who looked like a Ken
doll come to life, pulled out a key card and tapped it on the device to open
the door.
“Sure thing, baby. I love your
mean streak.”
As they entered the building,
Wolf watched as Hazel’s eyes found the loud couple.
They were fawning all over each
other.
The defeat in Hazel’s posture
made Wolf grab the door before it closed and locked him out.
Her eyes looked moist before she
aimed her gaze toward the floor. The two idiots were play acting their parts to
make her extra miserable.
Wolf planned on regretting later
what he was going to do now. She might even have him arrested for it, but he
pushed the Ken doll out of the way like he was dying of thirst and Hazel was a
glass of water.
She was surprised when she looked
up to see him stalking her. She looked over her shoulder, saw only the wall,
and turned back to him.
Wolf snaked one arm around her
waist and slid his other arm behind her neck. Her grabbed a fistful of her
brown hair and used it to guide her mouth to his.
He kissed the living hell out of
her.
At first she was tense and
unmoving. But he refused to let it stop him. The elevator’s bell sounded as the
doors opened.
When Ken doll and mean slut tried
to step on to it, Wolf held out his arm out to block them.
He hefted Hazel, and she took the
hint, hopping up and straddling him, koala style. He never stopped kissing her.
Well, now she was kissing him while he used his arm to bar the others from the
elevator.
The mean slut muttered, “That’s
some damn kiss.”
Wolf turned and put Hazel against
the wall. And he knew he was doing it for her, but everything she was doing in
rebuttal was very welcome to his now rock-hard dick.
The doors closed behind them and
the elevator started its assent before he forced himself to put her down.
She straightened his Booty Camp
shirt and jacket on her body and covered her mouth with one hand. Then she slapped
his chest with the other.
“What the hell was that?"
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Debra writes stories mostly in her pajamas with her hairy
coworkers (dogs and a cat) to keep her company. Comedy, New Adult, Paranormal
and Angst stories fill up her hard drive. A lot of her time is spent in the mom
carpool lane. Debra has been married for 19 years to her favorite guy. She
loves to laugh at her own farts in the morning and can be found on Facebook and
Twitter being an idiot. She’ll hug you if she ever meets you and will most
likely smell like cotton candy when she does it.
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