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A look into HOMETOWN MISTLETOE’s FMC, Amber’s, mind with her junk journal. She’s sentimental and the smallest things mean the most to her. That’s why Tyler’s perfect for her, remembers the small things bc they matter to the woman he loves💕 #Questpit #Q #A #R

A junk journal spread with a purple background. A grocery receipt, a Polaroid of a dog with a Santa hat in front of a Christmas tree, bar bracelets reading “over 21”, a heart sticker, a close up of blue eyes and brown eyes side by side, and a guest check that reads “dark hair” glued to the page.

JOHN WICK x PEAKY BLINDERS As the top student of a performing arts boarding school & a renowned assassin of an organized crime system, Anya discovers life-altering secrets, forcing her to choose between her own survival or destroying The Guild from within. #questpit #S #H #W

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Someone has sure already made this observation but the fact they can convert all those empty warehouses into prison camps means they could have converted them into housing, community centers, job training centers or, hell, libraries or schools all along. It’s always a matter of will not resources.

Lark is at rock bottom. Betrayed, career in ruins, lying to everyone she loves… and the holiday market she’s working keeps running her into a man who smiles like he’s never met a problem. 🎄holiday romance 🔥 slow burn 🤫 secrets 😒🤠 grumpy/sunshine 🏘 small town 🌶reluctant chemistry #cuPit #w #a #cr

Mood board for Sage owen’s untitled Christmas romance novel.  Includes a dark haired woman, a man in a cowboy hat, snowy small town countryside scenes, a holiday market, a piano and acoustic guitar, a woman cuddling a golden retriever, and a close up of a man and a woman’a hands loosely entwined. 
An excerpt from a sage owen romance WIP, text as follows:

"Need a jump?" he guessed out the window. If it was much more than that he wouldn't be much help. A face peered around the hood, squinting in his headlights. Well then. "Lark? It's Billy."
Relief gave her the softest expression she'd showed him yet. She came around to his driver's side. How long had she been out here alone? She looked half-frozen. "Hi. My battery's dead, I think."
"I've got cables. Want me to take a look?"
"Thanks. I'm... hopeless about cars."
He folded awkwardly into her driver's seat and tried to start the little car. It didn't make a sound. He dug around behind his seat for jumper cables and after a few minutes with the cars connected he tried her Toyota again. She was shifting from foot to foot, shivering, wasn't dressed for a prolonged stand about in the weather. "Go on and sit in the truck, why don't you? This'll take a few and it'll either work or it won't, no sense getting frostbite over it."
Lark muttered something but after a moment she accepted his suggestion. He tried a few more things but five more minutes later he gave it up as a lost cause. He opened his passenger door and leaned in, relishing the blast of heat. "No luck. I can drop you someplace and we can deal with it tomorrow, or I'll wait with you for a tow."
"We?" she sounded skeptical.
"Not to presume but I work the opening shift at the nearest auto parts store, so I'm probably who you'll need to see for a new battery, unless you take it to a shop and give a middle man the privilege."
"Unbelievable." She hissed under her breath. He stepped back, didn't want to loom over her. Lark closed her eyes, tipped her head toward the ceiling, drew in a slow purposeful breath. Then she straightened and nodded. "Alright. Let me get my things."
So he closed her hood and his, then held the passenger door for her.
She gave him a look. "Are you kidding?"
"No ma'am." He grinned, and maybe it was a little rude to needle her when she was a

NOBODY WANTS THIS x FUNNY FEELINGS She sees love as a balance sheet. He’s paid to read romance novels out loud. Dating isn't working for either of them, so what are best friends to do? Start a podcast to figure out what they're doing wrong, of course. #Cupit #CR #POC #A

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An agent’s guide to Hometown Mistletoe: Amber moves home & ends up fake dating Tyler, the game store owner, for a Christmas-themed couple’s competition. 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻 Friends to lovers 💗 Fake dating 👩🏾 Plus-sized Black FMC 👨🏻‍🏫 Nerdy MMC #Cupit #A #RC #CR

Interracial couple hugging and smiling. Novel name: Hometown Mistletoe by Gabrielle Harrison. Amber returns to her hometown and is now fake dating the owner of a game store to beat her high school rival in a Christmas-themed couple’s competition. Hometown Mistletoe is a love letter to holiday romcoms.Comps: Take a hint Dani Brown by Talia Hibbert, How my neighbor stole Christmas by Meghan Quinn, Funny Story by Emily Henry. Lovable FMC and MMC, difficult ex-partner, fake feelings turn real.

🖤 Southern Gothic mystery 🩸 Modern, Vampire Chronicles–inspired 🖤 Rivals to lovers 🩸 A millennium-long family feud 🖤 Ancient vampires vs. modern life 🩸 Secret societies 🖤Founding families 🩸Several PoVs Also…🏳️‍⚧️, 🏳️‍🌈, and autistic rep #MupPit #NA #goth #WIP

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