Book Review: Pumpkin Spice and Promises (Sweetbriar Seasons #1) by Nora Everly  @nora.everly

Pumpkin Spice and Promises
(Sweetbriar Seasons #1)
by Nora Everly

 

Fall in Sweetbriar means pumpkin spice everything, crisp mountain air, and one ridiculous Mr. Pumpkin contest.

When a secret entry throws a stoic small-town cop into the spotlight, two stubborn hearts are finally ready to fall… just like the autumn leaves.

Elizabeth Starling has one goal this fall—save the family farm.
The plan? Throw the best harvest festival Sweetbriar has ever seen.

What she didn’t plan on was her best friend entering her uptight older brother in the festival’s Mr. Pumpkin pageant.
Now Officer Matt Hartford—the most serious, infuriatingly handsome man in town—is on Elizabeth’s contestant roster, at her rehearsals, in her way… all while looking at her like she’s the only bright spot in Sweetbriar.

So she makes him promise. No falling in love.
He shakes on it. Then he breaks it almost immediately.

Matt Hartford has spent his whole life protecting people—quietly, thoroughly, and without ever being asked. So when he stumbles onto a secret that could cost Elizabeth everything she loves, he does what he’s always done: he handles it. Alone. Without asking.
He’s about to learn that the funniest woman in town is carrying more than anyone knows—and that a mistake made in secret can’t be fixed quietly. Winning her back will take a microphone, a sash, and one very public promise.

Grab your coziest sweater and a warm mug—Pumpkin Spice and Promises kicks off the Sweetbriar Seasons series with small-town charm, slow-burn sparks, one very reluctant pageant king, and a love story sweet enough to make the whole town swoon.

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My Rating:

Favorite Quotes:

 

Up close she had freckles I’d never noticed before— five of them, scattered across her nose as if someone had spilled them— and her eyes were green, properly green, the kind of detail a trained observer should have had on file years ago, and they were doing the register- tape thing again, adding me up.

I clocked out at six, drove home, stood in my kitchen, and ate dinner over the sink like a man being filmed for a documentary about how to be boring.

Bella nodded slowly, filing this away in the vast and terrifying archive of things small children remember and repeat at the worst possible moment.

He looked at you like you hung the moon and then went back up and strung sparkling lights on it..

There’s a bottle open. Pour for Mom first, or she’ll mention it in her toast.” “There’s a toast?” “There’s always a toast. She workshops them.”

We have fifty minutes and a great deal of ground to cover, and I refuse to let you walk out there looking like she lost a fight with a raccoon.

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My Review:

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I adored all the characters in this book; they were hardworking, smart-witted, admirable, authentic, a bit quirky, and the kind of people I would enjoy knowing if they could jump off the pages and into real life. The tone, pacing, and storylines were easy to fall into, engaging, wryly amusing, and vastly enjoyable, with no actual villains, no contrived breakup conflict, no secret pregnancy, and a negligible level of angst that didn’t actually register on my meter. In other words, I was gleefully delighted throughout my perusal, as none of those tedious tropes, which I despise well beyond the level of pet peeves, could be found. Nora Everly has gained a new acolyte.

 

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Nora Everly is a lifelong bookworm. She started reading the good stuff once she grew tall enough to sneak the romance novels off the top of her mother’s bookshelf, and it has been non-stop ever since.

Once upon a time, she was a substitute teacher and an educational assistant. Now she’s a writer and stay-at-home mom to two small humans and one fat cat.

Nora lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family and her overactive imagination.

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