Snow In Love
by Libby Kay
Genre: Sweet Contemporary Romance
The slopes are heating up this holiday season!
Skiing’s golden girl finds love this Christmas when she falls for the sport’s bad boy.
Christmas is Sienna Markum’s favorite time of year. From the tinsel and traditions to the down time with family, all Sienna wants is a break from training. The Paralympics are months away, and she’s set on winning Alpine gold.
Connor Shoemaker has no plans for Christmas, other than train for the Paralympics. A motocross accident took one of his legs – and all of his confidence. Connor doesn’t think anything can get his old mojo back, until he meets Sienna.
Sienna was told her training would be private, but soon, she starts to warm up to her new training partner. Bad boy Connor is more than meets the eye. When her Christmas plans fall through, Sienna finds the best present under the tree – Connor.
But is Sienna willing to balance her training with a shot at love?
Can Connor find his confidence again, off and on the slopes?
Together, these two will learn there is more to life than skiing. And it looks a whole lot like love.
Fans of sports romances like Icebreaker by Hannah Grace, and The Wall of Winnipeg and Me by Mariana Zapata will love the enemies to lovers and forced proximity tropes in Libby Kay’s books. SNOW IN LOVE will have you snuggling up and enjoying hot cocoa by the fire. A perfect cold weather read!
“Hey, Golden Girl!” Sienna heard Connor’s voice as he slid to a halt in front of her. He used his wrist to pull up his goggles, dazzling her with his blue eyes. They literally sparkled like a character in her favorite vampire romance novel. Damn him.
Sienna bristled. “Don’t call me Golden Girl. Do you happen to see Bea Arthur around here?” Sienna assumed he wouldn’t get the reference, but she wasn’t that lucky.
Connor shrugged before stabbing his poles into the snow. He put his hands on his hips and said, “I’m more of a Betty White fan.”
Sienna slid toward Connor and lifted her chin. “Betty seems a little too sweet for you. Aren’t you more into the Blanches of the world?”
A glorious grin cracked Connor’s face as he chuckled. “Nice to know you’re worried about my type. Frankly, I’m surprised you have enough time to pay attention. Don’t you have a daycare center to dedicate, or a puppy to rescue?”
Mentioning her beloved dog, Roscoe, brought Sienna’s blood boiling. Throw in the fact that he mocked her charity work, and Connor Shoemaker was officially on her last nerve. “I’ll have you know, I like helping people.” She hesitated, worrying her bottom lip. “And I like animals. Who doesn’t love puppies? Roscoe is a very good boy.” She hated how lame her argument sounded, but she wouldn’t have anyone dissing her doggo.
**Coming Soon on December 20th!**
A Buckeye Falls Novel
by Libby Kay
Genre: Sweet Contemporary Romance
Welcome to Buckeye Falls, Ohio!
‘Tis the Season for Second Chances…And this couple is going to need a Christmas Miracle!
When New York transplant Ginny Meyer returns to her small hometown to help her father recover from surgery, she isn’t looking for any complications. No Christmas caroling, no cookie decorating, and certainly no time spent with her ex-husband, Max. The trouble is, she’s looped into helping with the Christmas Jubilee—and a certain ex is her planning partner. Now all her plans to avoid Max disappear in a puff of tinsel. But she can resist his charms, right?
Max Sanchez has three great loves in his life—his diner, Christmas, and his ex-wife. He’s spent two years missing the woman who broke his heart and left town, and he’ll use any excuse to spend time with her. Max hopes some holiday cheer, and his famous cheese enchiladas, can help them find their way back together. Buckeye Falls hasn’t felt the same since Ginny left, and Max can tell she’s warming to the idea of staying in town. Now if only he could get her to stay with him…
With a little help from the residents of Buckeye Falls, this Christmas is bringing more than presents under the tree.
Author Libby Kay’s books are perfect for fans of Kristan Higgins’ second chance romances or Sharon Sala’s smalltown romances. Readers will fall in love with Buckeye Falls, Ohio and the townspeople as they embrace the holiday season. Slip in to this enchanting smalltown and stay awhile! You might just fall in love…
“Are you seeing anyone in New York?” God, he didn’t think she was, but now that he asked, he feared the answer.
“No, I’m not.”
Max slowly rose from his stool, taking measured steps toward Ginny. He treated her like a wild animal, afraid if he moved too quickly, she’d spook and run away. “That’s good to know,” he said quietly.
Ginny’s eyes dilated, but she kept her gaze locked on his. “Is it?” she asked, her voice a little squeaky. She was adorable when she was nervous.
“Yes, it is.” Max couldn’t stop himself as he inched closer. Finally they were barely a foot apart. He could smell the mint of her shampoo and felt the heat radiating off her skin. “It’s a very good thing,” he mused.
Ginny angled her head up, keeping her eyes focused on his. “Why?” The question was so hesitant, Max wasn’t certain she actually asked.
Before he could talk himself out of anything, he reached a hand up to swipe a lock of chocolaty hair off Ginny’s cheek. Her skin flushed as he touched her, goosebumps erupting as he traced a finger down her skin.
“Because I want you all to myself,” Max whispered.
Ginny didn’t pull back, instead leaning into his touch. Their lips were now a hair’s length apart. This was more than the night before; this was the moment. This was his shot, and he was going to take it.
“Max.” She breathed his name like a prayer. Her tongue quickly darted out to wet her lips, and Max thought he’d faint.
Swallowing past the lump in his throat, he struggled to keep his cool. “Gin.”
“Are you going to kiss me?” A hint of laughter tinged her question.
Max smiled, enjoying the familiar banter. “Is that all right?”
At first she was silent, and Max feared he’d overplayed his hand. Then Ginny leaned in,
closing the distance between them. The feel of her lips on his overloaded his senses. It had been years since they’d kissed, but it felt like yesterday. He brought his hands to her face, cupping her cheeks as he deepened the kiss, holding her close. He cradled her gently, treasuring having her near again.
Libby Kay lives in the city in the heart of the Midwest with her husband. When she’s not writing, Libby loves reading romance novels of any kind. Stories of people falling in love nourish her soul. Contemporary or Regency, sweet or hot, as long as there is a happily ever after—she’s in love!
When not surrounded by books, Libby can be found baking in her kitchen, binging true crime shows, or on the road with her husband, traveling as far as their bank account will allow.
Writing is a solitary job, and Libby loves to hear from readers. Reach out and review her stories anytime. She’d love to hear from you.
Can you, for those who don’t know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author?
Hi! I’m Libby Kay. I’m a librarian by day and a romance writer any other time of day. 😉 While my debut novella and novel are coming soon, I’ve been writing for years. When I was little, I wrote little stories about people I saw or places I traveled, but I didn’t focus my writing. A few years ago—before we knew what a global pandemic was—I started drafting what would become my Buckeye Falls series. I became an author because I wanted to craft the sweet stories I read for escape. Life is complicated enough, and I like to read and write love stories that will make readers swoon and smile.
If you knew you’d die tomorrow, how would you spend your last day?
I’d want to be with my husband, family, and close friends. I’d like to think we’d do what we normally do—talk (gossip!), laugh, and eat too much. The older I get the more introverted I become, but I’d definitely make time for the people nearest and dearest to my heart.😊
What do you do to unwind and relax?
It’s cliché, but I love to read. Whether it’s an audiobook while I cook, or a new romance that I’ve been waiting for, or a tried and true classic like Austen, reading is how I reset and recharge. I also feel like reading a lot helps my writing.
When did you first consider yourself a writer?
Last year, 2021, when I signed my first contract with Inkspell Publishing. Despite having written for years, it didn’t feel official until someone wanted my writing. It was humbling and emotional, and honestly, I’m not sure if I even believe it now. (Imposter syndrome is real, y’all!)😉
What literary pilgrimages have you gone on?
When I lived in the South, I toured F. Scott Fitzgerald’s house in Alabama and Margaret Mitchell’s home in Atlanta. Just being inside their homes for a moment gave me the warm fuzzies. I also highly recommend the American Writer’s Museum in Chicago. Not only do they have some fabulous writing memorabilia, but I learned so much about famous writers and their writing habits. Plus, it’s across the street from Stan’s donuts, which is a pilgrimage for anyone with a sweet tooth.😉
As a writer, what would you choose as your mascot/avatar/spirit animal?
Follow the tour HERE for special content and a giveaway!