✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 4 1/2 ⭐️ Review: Max Monroe’s Winning Hollywood’s Goodest Girl ✍🏻

Overall Grade: ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ 1/2

What the world needs now is love….nope. What you need is Max Monroe’s newest book, Winning Hollywood’s Goodest Girl. Especially in our current climate when escapism seems like an everyday need, this book proffers that escape. One thing you can always count on with a Max Monroe book is the laughs. With a cavalcade of recurring characters (I see you Thatch and Cap) who tickle your funny bone, a book such as Winning Hollywood’s Goodest Girl allows you a respite from the stress of wanting to commit the homicide of your loved ones due to quarantine or the inanity of the talking heads of our media. This book has everything you love about a Max Monroe book with some surprises, so here goes. These are the many reasons WHY this book should be your read tonight:

  1. To date, Kline Brooks has owned my heart as Max Monroe’s perfect reflection of a book boyfriend. In the first book in their first billionaire series, Tapping the Billionaire, Kline sets the bar high for the rest of their heroes. Yes, I love the zaniness of Thatch and the pragmatism and neuroticism of Wes (the OG billionaires). The next series of billionaires are all charming like the OG guys, but the “come from out of nowhere” hero to upend Kline Brooks from his pedestal is the newest hero of WHGG, Harrison Hughes. Talk about a shock. Other than someone who teases Caplin Hawkins and a potential suitor to his sister (c’mon, we knew it was Theo the whole time), Harrison Hughes is a shocking discovery. He was so unassuming UNTIL Winning Hollywood’s Goodest Girl where he wooed the heck out of Raquel “Rocky.” If you love a hero who is self-reflective, insightful, intelligent, socially responsible in his ideologies, and empowering, then you will fall for Harrison. He is probably the one hero in the MM universe who isn’t easily dissuaded from his heroine. I won’t tell you what causes the upending of their burgeoning relationship (we know this happens in MM’s books), but it takes a major plan of deceit for this to occur. Until that point, Harrison shows us a secure, astute, emotionally mature hero. And I. AM. HERE. FOR. THAT. and I suspect you are too. 
  2. Unlike other Max Monroe books, the real focus of this book is Raquel. This is, in my opinion, one of their most layered heroines. Through her evolution, we are treated to the message of this book which I think is finding your own power from within yourself. In other words, self-confidence and self-knowledge are necessary for living an abundant life. While Raquel seems to “have it all,” we find out quickly that her life is very one-note. When Harrison enters her life, he adds in color and depth. He challenges her, and he helps her see that she holds control of her life. As he supports and acknowledges her needs, Raquel is able to bloom and finally realize what she wants from life. And I’ll let you guess what that is. Max Monroe’s characterization of Raquel, their evolution of her character, is the “meat” of their story, and it holds important lessons for their readers. We don’t have to be Hollywood Superstar actresses to be reminded that there is “life” in the word living, and we control how much “life” we put in it. 
  3. I’m pretty sure the “villain” of this story is the worst person in Max Monroe’s world of billionaires. I will NOT divulge this character, as you should read this book, but I can’t think of another character in their books who I hated more than this character. Max Monroe craft her in such a way that you almost love to hate her/him. Thankfully, there is retribution and justice meted out in the story, so all is set right in the end.
  4. A surprise baby story ALWAYS makes for an interesting romance. As Raquel navigates the twisted world of Hollywood complete with a doting baby daddy, you can’t help but laugh and cry in equal part about the challenges and steps of their story. I will say that this story is a) a bit slow to build and b) a serious slow-burn. Obviously, there is an early physical interaction, but it takes AWHILE for Raquel and Harrison to couple up. Max Monroe build the suspense of their relationship so slowly that you almost throw your Kindle at the wall waiting for their hero and heroine to “get their s%it together.” Yet, it’s that chemistry and tension that keeps you chained (this is good) to their story. Additionally, the delineation of their chapters in this story is interesting. I would love to pop into their minds a bit to understand their choices. However, even though those choices seem strange to this reader, they have written a story that feels complete in the end. 

I can never get enough of Max Monroe’s storytelling. I had been looking forward to Winning Hollywood’s Goodest Girl because I needed levity during a time of COVID and racial unrest. It isn’t meant to be used to hide from these challenges; instead, it feels like a respite from the world for just a bit of time. Offering up a hero such as Harrison, you can’t help but wish you had someone like him in your corner right now because you would know that there is someone who can help you through the challenges of your day, someone who sees your needs and offers your help to meet them. This solace coupled with the hilarity of Raquel and Harrison’s story is the perfect read for today…and tomorrow. If you are like me and looking for some levity, Max Monroe’s Winning Hollywood’s Goodest Girl is the perfect medicine. 

In love and romance,

Professor A

✍🏻 You need a good chuckle in your life right now, and Max Monroe’s Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy has that in spades. Read my 5 ⭐️ review and download your copy today. Need an excerpt? It’s right here! ✍🏻

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Do people say they hate someone’s guts so that they can still fall stupidly, head-over-heels in love with the other parts?

Asking for a friend.

Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy, an all-new laugh-out-loud standalone romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Max Monroe, is available now!

Read my 5 ⭐️review HERE!

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Okay, fine. I’m not asking for a friend.

I’m asking for me—and I’m begging you to tell me that the practice of falling in love with your should-be-enemy is common.

Please tell me that I’m not the only person to track down a guy—who used to be Hollywood’s baddest bad boy before he left LA for good—at his off-the-grid cabin in Alaska, show up unannounced, and find him gloriously naked.

This probably happens all the time…right?

Tell me I’m not alone in my stupidity—that I’m not the only woman who would fall for gorgeous blue eyes and a sexy devilish smirk, even if they belong to a broody, mysterious jerk.

Please. Please. Please. Tell me I’m not alone in this.

For the love of everything, I need all the supportive girl power I can get if I’m going to convince Luca Weaver to come back to Hollywood—otherwise known as the place he hates so much that he ghosted Oscar-level success and escaped to no-man’s-land for the last eight years just to avoid it.

Yeah, don’t worry—that smoke you’re smelling isn’t your house catching fire as you read this…it’s just my career and what was previously known as my heart going up in flames.

Gah. Is it just me, or am I totally, completely, and utterly screwed?

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Excerpt

Billie

Naked lumberjacks are all the rage. Or is it that they’re full of rage?

I’m not entirely sure, but I think maybe, just maybe, it’s a little bit of both.

Standing beside a hot tub outside of a rustic Alaskan cabin is a bare-chested, handsome-as-hell lumberjack of a man, and he is as naked as the day he was born.

“Who the fuck are you, and what the fuck are you doing here?” the big, burly man with a scruffy beard and piercing blue eyes asks me brusquely.

And holy hell, what a question that is.

I started this journey in a meeting in LA, promising my boss the world, continued it with a plane, a car, a hike and kayaking adventure in a cold, rainy Alaskan setting, and in a highly unanticipated twist, I’m ending it in what must be an issue of Playgirl magazine come to life.

And boy oh boy is the centerfold pissed…

Hello?” he questions harshly. “I said, who the hell are you?”

As hard as it is, given his clothes-less state, I force myself to take a good, scrutinizing look at the rest of his face. I’m here for a reason, and with nothing more than a ramshackle convenience store owner named Earl’s vague instructions to go on, I can only hope that the here I’m at is the here I’ve spent days in a plane, car, and kayak looking for. In addition to a remarkably carved line on the inside of each hipbone, the angry man standing boldly above me has a strong jaw covered by a beard, a little scar above his right eye, miles of muscular, tanned skin, and messy, light-brown hair. I have to look a little closer to confirm my conclusion through the rolling waves of distrust and hatred coming off him, but when I focus hard enough, the star-quality glimmer in his eyes is undeniable.

For the love of pancakes at a Sunday morning breakfast, it’s really him.

Luca Weaver, Hollywood’s former baddest boy—the man I’ve nearly killed myself to find—is right in front of me, and he is naked.

At my non-answer, his jaw turns to stone. “I asked you a question. Either answer it or get fucking moving.” I jolt at the rumble of his voice, but my feet do nothing to take me in any direction. I am rooted to the spot, utterly awed over the fact that I’ve actually managed something as impossible as finding Luca Weaver and all of my normal functions are rendered useless. He scowls, unimpressed with all the hard work I’ve put in—work that he obviously doesn’t know about. “You have five seconds before I come back out here with my shotgun.”

“Uh…” I fumble, trying like hell to grasp the English language once again. I may be distracted, but on some level, I understand the importance of getting my shit together enough to at least prevent a shotgun from joining our little meet-and-greet.

But my brain is bus-y. And slow.

Because Luca Weaver looks damn good without any clothes.

Eight years older since the last time he graced the covers of Hollywood gossip magazines, Luca is a man to whom time has been seriously kind. Either his genetics are just that good, or there’s some kind of sexy voodoo in the Alaskan water.

I mean…his penis is right in front of me, and I can’t find a single thing wrong with it. It’s straight and veiny and perfectly pink.

“What’s the matter with you? You have a death wish or something?” he spits at the statue formerly known as my body. “This is private property.”

His words are serious and firm, and it seems that maybe I do have a dream that’s reminiscent of the movie Fargofingers crossed there are no wood chippers nearby. Because for as much as I try, I can’t stop looking at my new phallic friend, even to form a few simple words.

But, come on. Luca Weaver’s freaking dick is right there!

It’s not hard, but still, it’s…big—so big it’s not even a dick.

It’s a Richard. Sir Richard.

King Richard, really.

Shit, I’m in the presence of penis royalty, and I suddenly have the urge to curtsy.

He is a lumberjack fantasy come to life. Instantly, my brain starts thinking about pine-scented flannel and chopping wood and giving a blow job… Wait…what?

Stop being a moron and speak words!

“Uh…so…you’re…naked.” Oh god, those aren’t the right words!

He glances down, mutters something to himself, snags a towel from a few feet away, and wraps it around his waist. “I didn’t invite you here,” he says, his voice gritty with irritation—and maybe, a little with disuse. Which would make sense. It’s taken me an entire season of Running Wild with Bear Grylls to get here. I can’t imagine he’s having book clubs and dinner parties and gabbing with his pals on the regular.

Towel adjusted and glorious goods hidden from view, he studies me with frigid blue eyes and a glare worthy of a scorned woman. I shiver.

“I’m only going to ask you one more time. What in the hell are you doing here?”

I fiddle with the edges of my shirt as I finally find my vocal cords. “I’m Billie…Billie Harris.”

And I am in way over my head.

About Max Monroe

A duo of romance authors team up under the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling pseudonym Max Monroe to bring you sexy, laugh-out-loud reads.

Max Monroe is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of more than ten contemporary romance titles. Favorite writing partners and long time friends, Max and Monroe strive to live and write all the fun, sexy swoon so often missing from their Facebook newsfeed. Sarcastic by nature, their two writing souls feel like they’ve found their other half. This is their most favorite adventure thus far.

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✍🏻 Professor Romance’s 5 ⭐️ Review: Max Monroe’s Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy ✍🏻

Overall Grade: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

So now that we know the coronavirus is a thing, we’re finding ourselves worried, stressed, and feeling isolated. During times such as these when the NBA has canceled the rest of their season, schools are closing, stores are understocked with apocalypse-type goods, and the news brings us more numbers, books can be our saving grace, a respite from our worries. Yes, Netflix and Hulu still exist, but they too bring us the dark side of human nature. What we need is some funny in our lives. And Max Monroe are the purveyors of the funny. Their books bring us the laughs, the tears, and the happily-ever-afters. Their newest book, Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy, is no different. Unlike their billionaire men, this book finds us seated in the glitz, plastic world of Hollywood, and it’s everything we love about it plus a whole lot of great romance too. 

The story follows Billie, a hard-working production assistant who just wants to be her boss’s right hand “woman” permanently. Billie lives life with songs in her head and a running movie script of a mind. She also has a tendency to misspeak, which creates a conundrum for her. How does she get Hollywood’s former Baddest Boy into her boss’s new movie after lying about knowing him? Well, she tracks him down to Alaska and engages in the adventure of her life. 

Luca has left Hollywood behind. His past brings only bad memories, and he has no interest in returning to it. However, when a winsome, beautiful, persistent, stubborn production assistant comes calling, her guile begins to break down his fortified walls. As these two adventure through the Alaskan wilderness, they begin to catch feelings for each other and their chemistry grows fiery. Yet, will Billie persuade Luca to return to Hollywood to do the movie, or will Luca shut her down, causing her to lose her career and her connection to him?

In true Max Monroe form, this book has it all. 

  1. The romance between Billie and Luca is the best part of this book. This is enemies-to-lovers done well. Luca “hates” Billie at first glance. Their meet-cute is hilarious, and it’s clear from the beginning that Luca is a grumpleton who needs some redeeming. I love this type of conversion. There is nothing more funny and interesting than a shut-down, grump of a hero who becomes woo-d by the sunshiny, optimism of the heroine, in this case, Billie. He loves to hate her and hates to love her. Watching him struggle between his ardor and disdain for her is the main sail of this book. You can’t help but fall for Billie: she’s quirky, funny, awkward, a girl who is both parts city and country, and stubborn. All of these qualities conspire to win over Luca. When these two fall, it feels important. While they tussle with feelings and the tension of their enemies-to-lovers transition feels big, it really is the meat of this story. It’s what kept me gobbling Max Monroe’s romance. 
  2. This book, in true Max Monroe form, is funny. From the absurdity of Hollywood to the stark life in Alaska, there are so many moments where you find yourself chuckling. This is what Max Monroe does well, and Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy is a respite from the heaviness of our world. 
  3. The prospect of future books in this world is high. There is nothing more exciting than a new Max Monroe world. There are several ancillary characters in this story that read like burgeoning stories. From Billie’s sister, Birdie, to Luca’s sister, Rocky, there is more to be found here, which is a promise of more laughs in our future. As they do so well, you get a sense that Max Monroe are once again world-building. And that, my friends, is exciting stuff.

Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy came at just the right time. I had come off of a couple months of angsty, heavy romances. Don’t get me wrong: I LOVE those romance stories. However, Max Monroe can be counted on to offer up a story that engages you, titillates you, and entertains you. Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy will make you laugh, and cry, and feel all the happy feelings at the end. They don’t make you work so hard for it too. In a world that seems overwhelming right now, Max Monroe are saving us a little bit from ourselves. Billie and Luca are the couple you need right. this. moment. 

In love and romance,

Professor A

✍🏻Max Monroe are back at it again with their newest book, Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy. This is everything you LOVE about this writing duo. You will fall in love with Billie and Luca’s story. Download your copy TODAY!✍🏻

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Do people say they hate someone’s guts so that they can still fall stupidly, head-over-heels in love with the other parts?

Asking for a friend.

Taming Hollywood’s Baddest Boy, an all-new hilarious enemies to lovers standalone from New York Times bestselling author Max Monroe, is available now!

Taming Hollywood_s Baddest Boy(final cover)

Okay, fine. I’m not asking for a friend.

I’m asking for me—and I’m begging you to tell me that the practice of falling in love with your should-be-enemy is common.

Please tell me that I’m not the only person to track down a guy—who used to be Hollywood’s baddest bad boy before he left LA for good—at his off-the-grid cabin in Alaska, show up unannounced, and find him gloriously naked.

This probably happens all the time…right?

Tell me I’m not alone in my stupidity—that I’m not the only woman who would fall for gorgeous blue eyes and a sexy devilish smirk, even if they belong to a broody, mysterious jerk.

Please. Please. Please. Tell me I’m not alone in this.

For the love of everything, I need all the supportive girl power I can get if I’m going to convince Luca Weaver to come back to Hollywood—otherwise known as the place he hates so much that he ghosted Oscar-level success and escaped to no-man’s-land for the last eight years just to avoid it.

Yeah, don’t worry—that smoke you’re smelling isn’t your house catching fire as you read this…it’s just my career and what was previously known as my heart going up in flames.

Gah. Is it just me, or am I totally, completely, and utterly screwed?

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About Max Monroe

A duo of romance authors team up under the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling pseudonym Max Monroe to bring you sexy, laugh-out-loud reads.

Max Monroe is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of more than ten contemporary romance titles. Favorite writing partners and long time friends, Max and Monroe strive to live and write all the fun, sexy swoon so often missing from their Facebook newsfeed. Sarcastic by nature, their two writing souls feel like they’ve found their other half. This is their most favorite adventure thus far.

Connect with Max Monroe

BookBub: http://bit.ly/3bJFJJh

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2ReoxkK

Facebook: http://bit.ly/31XxggS

Instagram: http://bit.ly/39wuCkW

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