Series: Knitting in the City #5
Also in this series: Neanderthal Seeks Human, Beauty and The Mustache, Neanderthal Marries Human, Ninja at First Sight
Published by Caped Publishing on January 19th 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Suspense
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There are three things you need to know about Fiona Archer… I would tell you what they are, but then I’d have to kill you.
But I can tell you that Fiona’s husband—the always irrepressible and often cantankerous Greg Archer—is desperately in love with his wife. He aches for her when they are apart, and is insatiable when they are together. Yet as the years pass, Greg has begun to suspect that Fiona is a ninja. A ninja mom. A ninja wife. A ninja friend. After fourteen years of marriage, Greg is trying not to panic. Because Fiona’s talent for blending in is starting to resemble fading away.
However, when unexpected events mean Fiona must take center stage to keep her family safe, her response stuns everyone—Greg most of all. It seems like Greg’s wish has come true.
When all is said and done, can Greg handle this new version of his wife? Will his irrepressible cantankerousness push her away? Or can the couple find a way forward without either being forced to step back into the shadows?
This is a full length, 100k word novel, and is the 5th book in the Knitting in the City Series. All books in the series can be read as a standalone except book #1.5
I am thrilled to share with you an excerpt, my 5 star review and giveaway for Happily Ever Ninja!
Matty’s eyes were wide, clearly confused, and more than a little concerned when they met mine briefly, then flickered back to my husband’s. “Uh, I’m Matt.”
“Mat? As in, a small rectangular piece of carpet made for the express purpose of cleaning dirt from one’s shoes?”
Greg’s impolite words and clipped tone pulled me from my stupor and I smacked his shoulder. “Greg!” I pulled my towel tighter and walked around my rude husband to stand in between the two men.
“Oh, you’re Greg,” Matty said, sounding less confused, but more wary.
“Yeah. I’m Greg,” he growled, making no attempt to disguise his hostility; but then, he never did.
“Greg, this is Matthew Simmons. He is our next door neighbor.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes,” I ground out, “that is so.”
Matty, holding a kitchen towel, gave his palms another wipe before reaching out his hand to Greg. “Nice to meet you . . . ?”
Greg made no movement to accept the handshake, instead opting to narrow his eyes threateningly. “Why don’t you have a shirt on, Matt?”
Matty’s eyes widened and he dropped his hand as he glanced at his bare chest. “I, uh-I was just—”
“He was replacing the garbage disposal,” I supplied, irritated with Greg’s bad-mannered behavior. Furthermore, I was irritated that I was irritated, because my husband was home. He was home! He was here and I’d missed him and, instead of taking advantage of his presence, I was standing in my towel in the living room being irritated.
“My garbage disposal?” Greg’s frown was severe as his gaze moved to me, ripe with accusation. “You let him replace my garbage disposal?”
“Your garbage disposal? What are you talking about?”
“I just installed that disposal.”
“No, you didn’t. It’s been three years. And Grace ruined it in January.”
“How did she do that?”
“She put Jack’s rock collection in the sink and turned it on as revenge for him hiding her Barbie dolls.”
Greg blinked and he appeared to be digesting this information with some difficulty. At last he said, “Grace has Barbie dolls? When did she get Barbie dolls?”
Sigh . . .
I glanced at the ceiling and shook my head, then turned to poor Professor Matthew Simmons. “Thank you for your help, Matt. I really appreciate it.”
Matty’s eyes moved between us, then finally settled on me. “No problem. I’ll just get my tools and . . . other stuff.” He tossed his thumb over his shoulder, lingered awkwardly in the doorway for two seconds, then disappeared back into the kitchen.
I slid my eyes to Greg and found my husband still staring at the spot where Matty had been standing, an angry frown creasing his tired features.
“What is wrong with you?” I asked in a tight whisper, gripping the towel at my chest.
“What is wrong with me?”
“Yes. What was that?” I motioned to the kitchen, to Matt, keeping my voice low.
My husband’s eyes flashed and he spoke through gritted teeth, “A man, who happens to live next door to my family, takes off his clothes in my home while my beautiful wife is walking around in nothing but a towel . . .” Greg’s typically dry delivery was intoned with an extra helping of scathing sarcasm as he added, “Yeah. Seems legit.”
It took me a few seconds to recover from his insinuation, but when I did I forgot to lower my voice. “I used to babysit him, Greg! I changed his diapers.”
“Babysit him? What?” He looked truly perplexed, like I’d revealed Matt was responsible for all the Star Wars prequels, but then his eyes narrowed again as though he’d just realized something important. “Wait, so you’ve seen his penis?”
I gasped, then inadvertently laughed my frustration. “Really? That’s the take-home message? That I’ve seen his penis? If it makes you feel any better, it was about this long.” I held my thumb and forefinger apart to indicate an inch.
At the same moment Matt reappeared in the living room—shirt on—and unwisely said, “Hey! I was only two years old. It’s at least fifteen times larger now.”
“Fifteen times? Prone to exaggeration, aren’t you?” Greg drawled, giving Matt a look of plain disbelief.
“Not longer, larger.” Matt shrugged innocently, like he was clarifying the size of his sofa and not his man parts. “I was referring to volume, not necessarily length—though it is—”
❝When people are overwhelmed, they can’t see past their own campfire.❞
Happily Ever Ninja was passionate and endearing, it was romantic and intense, it was sexy and sweet.
Without a doubt, this book is different from others you will have read from this author. It is sexier, it is suspenseful and it is about the troubles of a married couple. BUT… it is also the same, in that the writing is just as spectacular, the characters are just as dynamic and the story is just as incredible as all of her other books.
There are two parts to this story:
What I loved so much about this book is that it is about the troubles Fiona and Greg face as a married couple …a real married couple. Like, the troubles that REAL married couples face. He is a workaholic who, when he is home, he can’t find the hamper nor the dishwasher, and she can’t let go of her anal-retentive ways, nor her autonomy. They are having trouble coming together as a couple. We see them struggle with life and kids and the stress every day puts on a marriage. Even a marriage between soul-mates.
I loved this couple. They were perfectly flawed, perfectly loveable, perfectly fit. Their banter was funny and sexy. When they came together as one, my heart melted.
❝My heart keeps discovering new ways to love you,❞
The other part of this story is the suspense. Fiona and Greg found themselves in a dangerous situation, one where working together would be better than working alone; but the question is will they allow the other person to utilize their talents and help? Or will they work by themselves like they have been doing in their marriage.
There was still Penny’s trademark humor, but it had a more serious tone than other Reid books. It was heartwarming. But above everything else, this book was incredibly insightful. Reid explores marriage – the ups and downs, what makes it fail and what makes it succeed. In full disclosure, there was a point at which I thought, OH NO, DON’T GO THERE… I was afraid of the direction the book was taking because I wasn’t sure it was necessary. But I held on tight to my faith in this author. Penny Reid will make you think about relationships and marriage after reading this, and for that reason alone, I loved it!
❝Each marriage is a living thing, just as complex as the two individuals within it.❞
‘Ninja at First Sight’
(currently FREE everywhere, prequel to ‘Happily Ever Ninja’)”
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