Thursday, November 8, 2018

Finding Forever by Rebecca Barber

Title: Finding Forever
Series: Meet the McIntyres Book 5
Author: Rebecca Barber
Genre: Women's Fiction
Release Date: November 4, 2018








Connor
Well look who’s blown back into town. 
The woman who has consumed my thoughts for the past ten months. 
The one who turned me into a celibate monk. 
She’s frustrating as hell, stubborn as a mule and I don’t know how I’ve survived without her.
Why does she still invade my every thought and leave me wanting? 
My days are spent covered in sweat and mud and manure.
But could Zoe be what’s missing in my miserable life? 

Zoe 
I’ve survived some of the worst things a woman can endure. 
I’ve mourned my parents, survived a brutal attack and lost the love of my life. 
But there’s a new man who just fills a gaping hole in my heart. 
Returning to this town means dealing with unfinished business with a certain McIntyre and sorting out a whole lot of plans. 
Can I put down my roots here and make this my forever home with my man?


“I ended this book the way I started it.....in tears. I am both happy and sad that this is the last of this series.” – Goodreads Reader


“I wish this series didn't have to end.” - Tracey


“Rebecca Barber has taken us through a family saga with devotion, love and complete abandon, delivering an incredible series but more importantly a final conclusion to Zoe’s epic journey.” - Clik Book Blog


“Laughter, tears, frustration, and swooning.. the characters seem so real!” – Goodreads reviewer


Connor: Bill who?
Connor: And why am I sending him your way? :P
Feeling odd having this conversation naked, I grabbed a clean pair of boxers before climbing back into bed. Tomorrow was going to be hell, but right now I was smiling so hard I already knew it was going to be worth it.
And Zoe didn’t disappoint.
Zoe: Ha ha ha.
Zoe: I bet you think you’re funny, don’t you?
Connor: I am funny.
Connor: Bet you smiled.
Zoe: If by smiling you mean rolling my eyes so hard I think I saw my brain,
Zoe: then yeah.
Zoe: I smiled.
Connor: Wait! What?
Connor: You have a brain?
Connor: Huh. Who knew?
Zoe: Asshole!
Connor: Yes sweetheart?
Zoe: Don’t sweetheart me. Connor Adrian McIntyre.
Connor: Oooh, pulling out the big guns. Full name.
Connor: I’m scared.
Connor: Wait! How’d you know my middle name anyway
Zoe: I have my ways
Connor: Stalker much?
Zoe: You wish
Connor: Bloody Ryan has a big mouth
Zoe: Who said it was Ryan?
Connor: Had to be him or Holly. Damn gossip queens
Zoe: Are you always this frustrating?
Connor: If you mean frustrating as in sexy, then sorry to break it to you. pumpkin…
Connor: I’m dead sexy.
Connor: But you already knew that.
Connor: Didn’t you?










Rebecca, one of four kids to her parents who are both primary school teachers, was born in Wollongong on the south coast of Australia before moving to the country with her family. After a few years of embracing all that country life had to offer, the family relocated to Port Macquarie with its white sand beaches. After a brief period enjoying the sun and the surf they finally settled in Canberra where Rebecca still lives today. But all through her childhood a notepad and a book where never far away. These days Rebecca is an avid reader, and when she isn’t buried in a book or cheering on her beloved football team she’s spending time with her husband Robert and their overly spoilt dog Levi.

I’m just me. A clumsy, introverted, bubble bath loving, chocoholic who would rather read a book than go shopping. And god forbid if you try and make me shoe shop!

I’m one of four kids to school teacher parents. A wife to a football obsessed husband. Mother to a fur-baby who isn’t aware of how big he is. Aunt to the most crazy/adorable little girls. And sister to two very determined sisters and one easy going brother.

I live in Canberra Australia and work too many hours a day at my day job.

I’m a book whore who can easily (and happily) read a book from start to finish in a day and when I do have spare time, you’ll find me in the writing cave.



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