Category: Claudia Y. Burgoa

Cover Reveal & Giveaway: Almost Perfect by Claudia Burgoa

11/12/2019

Title: Almost Perfect

Author: Claudia Burgoa

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Comedy, Sports

Publication date: January 16th, 2020

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USA TODAY bestselling author Claudia Burgoa brings readers a delightful new romantic comedy that’s equal parts hilarious and sexy about friendship and learning how to fall in love!

Olympic medalist and X-game sensation Alex Spearman thinks he’s perfect.
He’s not. I know his kind.
Rich, famous, and emotionally unavailable.
Well...He’s perfect enough to hook up with on the weekend of his sister’s wedding.
His sister is my best friend. This is a disaster in the making.
Did I mention he’s also hot, sexy and funny?
How can I resist?
After a steamy weekend, I agree. We have chemistry.
But it just won’t work out in the long run.
He’s just a fond memory. That is...until he moves next door.
When I’m in need, the almost perfect man offers to help.
On a “friends-only” basis.
“Just friends,” he said. Yeah, right.
Suddenly, Alex is getting too close for comfort.
Things are becoming heated … becoming too real for me.
Is this the real deal or am I another medal to him?

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Claudia grew up with a childhood that resembled a caffeine-injected soap opera. She lives in Colorado working for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, her geek husband, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.

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Excerpt Reveal: Once Upon a Holiday by Claudia Burgoa

1/11/2019

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Title: Once Upon a Holiday

Author: Claudia Burgoa

Genre: Billionaire Romance, Comedy, Holiday/Christmas

Publication date: November 7th, 2019

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This holiday season, there’s more than gingerbread in the oven.

I was always a type-A kind of girl— and that’s exactly what got me into trouble with Sterling Ahren.

Having a baby before thirty didn’t work out, so I took some time off to sort out my life.
Sterling’s my new landlord… and he doesn’t plan anything.
He’s a billionaire playboy who can’t stand the holidays.
A recluse of the worst kind.
Sterling makes Scrooge look like a generous soul
… except Ebenezer was never this sexy.

He doesn’t want a family— until the night we have a spontaneous one-night stand, and we run out of condoms.
I can’t have a baby with a disorganized, free spirit like him.
Between my overprotective brothers and his crazy fans, I already know this isn’t going to work out.
Except Sterling isn’t willing to let me go.
He wants me home for the holidays
… and this is my last chance to make a Christmas miracle happen.

One thing I know for sure: when Sterling and I collide, it’s going to be anything but a silent night.

Funny, touching, and delightful, this smoking hot billionaire holiday rom-com by Claudia Burgoa will make you feel the magic of Christmas.

Excerpt . . .

“Juniper Spearman, what the fuck are you doing here?” I hear Jackson’s voice and there’s a loud banging on the door. “June, open up. I know you’re there, open the fucking door.”
“Who is that?” Sterling asks, gasping for breaths.
“June, I can’t stop him for too long.” I hear Alex’s voice. “Open up, Junie bee.”
I grunt. “My brothers,” I say, untangling myself from him. “Are you ready?”
Ever since we were kids, Jack has always known when I borrow his things without permission. I knew going into his garage might trigger some camera. He has a tight security system. To top it all, I stole his Internet connection.
But hey, I needed my equipment and a faster Internet connection. Sterling’s slows down when we stream movies.
What’s the best way to keep myself connected while we are lounging?
I hooked up my electronics to his Internet.
It’s Jackson’s fault. The guy always brags about it being so powerful he can connect to it even if he’s hiking a couple of miles away from his property. Well, the geek is right. I’m less than a mile away from his home and I’ve been taking advantage of it.
He’s in the city, after all. He won’t notice until he comes back and hopefully by then, I’ll be gone.
“I thought you had bodyguards to take care of unwanted company,” I growl, marching toward the door.
He snorts. “I’m sure they know and that’s why they’re letting your brothers do whatever they want—to interrupt me.”
We walk to the main door and what do we find?
Not one, but three very annoying Spearman brothers glaring at me—and Sterling.
“Juniper?” Jackson crosses his arms.
“Jackson?” I cross mine too and give him the glare. He might be taller, older, and meaner but I’m not letting him treat me like I’m five years old. “Do I go to your house and bang on the door at odd hours of the day? Mom will be disappointed with your manners.”
“This isn’t your house,” he corrects me. “And it’s three o’clock.”
Sterling surprises me when he says with a firm voice. “It is her house.”
We all turn to look at him. I’m totally dumbfounded by his answer.
“I like you, Spearman, but watch your tone.” He looks at my brother darkly.
“I thought we were friends, man,” Alex says with disappointment. “You’re breaking the bro-code.”
“Seriously, June,” Jason says with a tone of disappointment and brushes some strands of my hair. “At least fake it.”
I open my mouth to protest but stop myself. Saying I look like shit because I’ve been puking all day is going to open the can of worms I want to keep closed for a few more weeks—months even. Maybe I’ll have the babies and tell them about it when they turn four or eighteen.
“Not to interrupt this amusing family reunion, but it’s cold as fuck outside and she’s not wearing a jacket,” Sterling says, pulling me into his arms. “How can I help you, gentlemen?”
“Let’s go home, June,” Jackson orders.
Sterling turns to me, his eyes soft. “Do you want to leave?”
I shake my head.
“You heard the lady. She’s with me,” Sterling barks back. “She’s also not your property to order around.”
Butterflies fluttering and all aside, I compose myself. Because no one wants to speak with a puddle of mush, and say, “I came with him and will leave with him.”
“Mom doesn’t know where you are,” Jackson starts nagging. “She’s freaking out because she went to visit you and your neighbor said you’re out of town. The first thing she did was call me because I’m responsible for you when our parents are out of town.”
“Jason.” I appeal to the one who isn’t as possessive.
“You know I love you and I support you,” he says. “But this wasn’t cool. At least text me your whereabouts. What’s going on with you? I heard you’re selling your company.”
“You took the month off,” Alex adds. “What if I need you?”
“This is so unlike you,” Jackson says frustrated. “I get it from Jeannette but you …”
“Me what, Jackson? Just because I decided to change my life that doesn’t mean I’m a failure. You changed yours, just like Jason did. I can’t search for my own happiness?”
He frowns and closes his mouth tight.

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Cover Reveal & Giveaway: Once Upon A Holiday by Claudia Burgoa

16/10/2019

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Title: Once Upon a Holiday

Author: Claudia Burgoa

Genre: Billionaire Romance, Comedy, Holiday/Christmas

Publication date: November 7th, 2019

Pre-order: B&N | Kobo | iTunes

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Cover Design: Hang Le

This holiday season, there’s more than gingerbread in the oven.

I was always a type-A kind of girl— and that’s exactly what got me into trouble with Sterling Ahren.

Having a baby before thirty didn’t work out, so I took some time off to sort out my life.
Sterling’s my new landlord… and he doesn’t plan anything.
He’s a billionaire playboy who can’t stand the holidays.
A recluse of the worst kind.
Sterling makes Scrooge look like a generous soul
… except Ebenezer was never this sexy.

He doesn’t want a family— until the night we have a spontaneous one-night stand, and we run out of condoms.
I can’t have a baby with a disorganized, free spirit like him.
Between my overprotective brothers and his crazy fans, I already know this isn’t going to work out.
Except Sterling isn’t willing to let me go.
He wants me home for the holidays
… and this is my last chance to make a Christmas miracle happen.

One thing I know for sure: when Sterling and I collide, it’s going to be anything but a silent night.

Funny, touching, and delightful, this smoking hot billionaire holiday rom-com by Claudia Burgoa will make you feel the magic of Christmas.

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Release Blitz & Giveaway: Someday, Somehow by Claudia Burgoa

3/10/2019

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Title: Someday, Somehow

Author: Claudia Burgoa

Genre: Romantic Comedy

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Men and women can be friends. At least that’s what I’ve been telling myself since George walked into my life.

We bicker as much as we have each other’s backs. We’re inseparable. So, she left to find herself and I feel like I can’t breathe without her. It’s okay, it’s only temporary. But when she walks back into my life, it’s on the arm of a stranger. Her fiancé. Seriously, I just realized I'm in love with her and she's engaged?

I have six weeks to convince George we’re meant to be together—not only in the kitchen or be forced to watch her marry another man. Time is running out, and soon, she’ll be gone from my life. I’m risking everything, will that be enough?

Someday, Somehow is a sexy romantic comedy that’s equal parts funny and flirty. Made of Honor clashes with When Harry Met Sally in a sweet and seductive love story of hopeful hearts and second chances. Bring the laughs and the tissues!

Excerpt . . .

“A junior invited me,” Megan said excitedly. “It might be the party of the year.”
Party?
It looks like Union Square during New Year’s Eve.
What is everyone waiting for?
This party wasn’t worth the three-mile walk from our dorm to here.
The cheap alcohol tops it all. I didn’t get drunk with the first sip of a screwdriver; I got a massive headache. This isn’t for me. The circle of girls gossiping about everything as they wait to be swooped by some guy—not my scene.
Haven’t we done this for the past twelve hours? Chat about nonsense. This is why I don’t have many friends. I was too busy with my extracurricular activities that I skipped socializing 101. Give me a good book to read. A movie to watch or a marathon on TBS or Nick at Nite to keep me up all night. I suggest we leave, and what does roommate-dearest say in response? “I’ll find you a place to crash.”
The bedroom is dark but clean. I grab a sweatshirt and even a bear I find on the floor. It only takes a few seconds for me to fall asleep. It is quiet, smells of sandalwood and pine, and the sheets are soft.
I miss home.
Everything is going well until the guy from the coffee shop wakes me up. I swear it feels like a dream. A nightmare. But after we talk, I realize he’s not as bad as I thought. He’s one of the good guys but likes to pretend he’s anything but.
His food…who knew eggs could taste this great? In exchange for yet another plate, I could offer to fix the light fixtures. This place is off code.
And there I go, thinking like my father. Instead of teaching me construction, he should’ve taught me how to socialize. I wish my aunts had been around more often during my teenage years. I’d be a little cooler, or at least I’d know how to make friends easily.
Auggie takes the empty plate from my hands and offers me some milk. I nod, that sounds better than whatever they’re serving upstairs.
“It must be hard moving away from all your friends and family,” he says.
I shrug and smile. I don’t make friends easily. Well, actually, I don’t make friends at all. Dad and I have always been on the run. Running to school, running to a construction site, running to tae kwon do, running to the grocery store...
There’s never time to exchange more than a greeting and a weak how are you before I have to go again.
During my spare time I help Dad around the house or at work. If I do the latter, it pays for my knickknacks, and I get to spend time with him.
“It’s just Dad and me,” I remind him.
“Any other family?”
“Mom’s family faded away after she died. Dad’s sisters stepped up, but now they have their own families, so during my teenage years it was just the two of us.” I drink some of the milk he poured me.
“Grandparents?”
“How about you?” I fire back without answering his question. And study him.
He’s not as bad as I thought earlier. In fact, he’s very nice. And good looking. Tall, mussed-up, dark hair, hazel eyes. Black t-shirt hugging his lean and defined muscles. There’s a playful tug at the corner of his mouth, and I see a dimple forming on the left side of his cheek.
He turns me on, but he’s he and well, I’m me.