{"id":52612,"date":"2020-06-01T09:00:07","date_gmt":"2020-06-01T13:00:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?p=52612"},"modified":"2025-08-29T02:45:07","modified_gmt":"2025-08-29T06:45:07","slug":"blog-tour-arc-review-queen-move-by-kennedy-ryan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?p=52612","title":{"rendered":"Blog Tour, ARC Review &#038; Excerpt: Queen Move By Kennedy Ryan"},"content":{"rendered":"<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Queen Move, an all-new beautiful and unforgettable second chance romance from RITA\u00ae Award-winning and<i> Wall Street Journal<\/i> bestselling author Kennedy Ryan, is LIVE!!<\/strong><\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>**Available now at a s<\/strong><b>pecial release week price of $3.99**<\/b><\/em><\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3aHrDHg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Amazon<\/a>\u00a0 | <a href=\"http:\/\/mybook.to\/queenmove\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Amazon Worldwide<\/a>\u00a0 | \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/apple.co\/2JGiqD7\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">iBooks<\/a>\u00a0 | \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/bit.ly\/2UIueeE\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Nook<\/a>\u00a0 | \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/bit.ly\/2JFJ7YM\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Kobo<\/a>\u00a0 | \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/bit.ly\/2yrPZ9E\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Google Play<\/a>\u00a0 | \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/2MfZaxG\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Paperback<\/a><\/strong><\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"52614\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?attachment_id=52614\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?fit=800%2C419&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"800,419\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1583145399&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"QUEEN MOVE CHAIR AN TEASER\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?fit=150%2C79&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-52614 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?resize=640%2C335&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"335\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?w=800&amp;ssl=1 800w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?resize=100%2C52&amp;ssl=1 100w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?resize=150%2C79&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?resize=600%2C314&amp;ssl=1 600w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/QUEEN-MOVE-CHAIR-AN-TEASER.jpg?resize=650%2C340&amp;ssl=1 650w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: left;\"><b>Blurb<\/b><\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><b><i>The boy who always felt like mine is now the man I can&#8217;t have\u2026<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Dig a little and you&#8217;ll find photos of me in the bathtub with Ezra Stern.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Get your mind out of the gutter. We were six months old.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pry and one of us might confess we saved our first kiss for each other.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The most clumsy, wet, sloppy . . . spectacular thirty seconds of my adolescence.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Get into our business and you&#8217;ll see two families, closer than blood, torn apart in an instant.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Twenty years later, my &#8220;awkward duckling&#8221; best friend from childhood,\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">the boy no one noticed, is a man no one can ignore.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finer. Fiercer. Smarter.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/i><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Taken.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tell me it&#8217;s wrong.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tell me the boy who always felt like mine is now the man I can\u2019t have.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When we find each other again, everything stands in our way&#8211;secrets, lies, promises.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But we didn&#8217;t come this far to give up now.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And I know just the move to make if I want to make him mine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>Add <em>Queen Move<\/em>\u00a0to <a href=\"https:\/\/bit.ly\/3apG1E1\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">GOODREADS<\/a>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/h4>\n<hr \/>\n<h4><strong>Review<\/strong><\/h4>\n<p><strong>5 second-chance stars!<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><i>Queen Move<\/i> is an\u00a0epic love story. This\u00a0gorgeous second-chance romance is a\u00a0roller coaster of highs and lows, and is full of all the feels. Though not an easy read at times, it&#8217;s an emotional and inspiring love story that is unputdownable. From the moment Kimba and Ezra met, they were inseparable. They were best friends who meant the world together. When they finally took a chance at becoming more, they are ripped apart with no answers and they lost touch. Life went on and they moved on.<\/p>\n<p>When Kimba and Ezra meet again, it\u2019s an emotional time but the connection they shared is still there. When the timing is right, they finally try to renew their friendship. However, they could never be just friends and their love blooms again in a passionate frenzy that is heart-pounding and real. Their chemistry is well written and they are on fire!<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><i>I have to stop. But I can\u2019t. It\u2019s a compulsion. It\u2019s a high. After all these years, she\u2019s here. And I can\u2019t get my fill. <\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The story spans decades but it is well paced. I loved getting both the past and the present because it really made me connect with the Kimba and Ezra. They are such wonderful, well-developed characters and I loved discovering how their lives shaped who they became. Both are hardworking and strong, and I loved seeing them succeed. They took charge of their lives and they refused to be defeated. They did not give up on their careers and I loved that they did not give up on each other.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><i>I can\u2019t not ask Kimba to take this risk with me. As irrational as it may seem, since we were only thirteen when I left, this feels like our second chance, and I\u2019ll do just about anything to have it. <\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I loved the way Kimba and Ezra are reunited. I felt like I was there with them as they got reacquainted, learning all about the other, and reminiscing about the past. They always had a connection and I believed it from the beginning. However, a lot has happened over the years and they have a lot of overcome before they can truly be together. It is not a smooth ride. It\u2019s bumpy and twisty, and it rocks their world in ways they never saw coming. It\u2019s an emotional punch to the gut and I cried when they are pulled apart again. I get why it had to be that way but it still hurt so bad. It made sense and it is true to their characters, and I loved seeing their vulnerabilities even if I wanted to speed things up and get them together again.<\/p>\n<p>After time, hearts are healed and there is hope, and I loved feeling everything on the way to the happily ever after. The anticipation, excitement, frustration, and heartache. And finally, when the true love that was taken from them but was always meant to be breaks free, my heart was full and I was left obsessing over the story in the best way.<\/p>\n<p>Kimba and Ezra\u2019s story is far from easy but when all is said and done, I have to agree with Ezra.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><i>\u201cLove isn\u2019t tidy\u2026but all the mess we had to wade through to have this, to have each other, was worth it.\u201d<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Overall, I loved <i>Queen Move<\/i> and it is easily a new favorite. Don\u2019t miss this epic second-chance romance, it\u2019s a must read!<\/p>\n<p><i>*ARC\u00a0generously provided by the author and social\u00a0Butterfly PR*<\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h4><b>Excerpt<\/b><\/h4>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou\u2019re fucking brilliant.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHuh?\u201d Ezra asks absentmindedly, paying more attention to the flame under his pan than to my compliment. \u201cWhat\u2019d you say?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI said you\u2019re brilliant.\u201d I hold up the iPad I\u2019m using to read his manuscript. \u201cYour book, the YLA story, is incredible, Ez.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh. Thanks.\u201d He flashes me a smile and then goes back to his French toast. \u201cThe key to getting this right is the milk-to-bread ratio.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I hop off the counter and walk over to stand beside him at the stove. \u201cWould you forget about your French toast for a minute and listen to me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBut it\u2019s <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">stuffed<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> French toast.\u201d He takes the pan off the burner and pulls me into his arms. \u201cAnd I could listen to you all day. What were you saying? Something about me being a handsome, sexy genius?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cUm\u2026those weren\u2019t my exact words.\u201d I laugh up at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI could have sworn that\u2019s what you said, and I\u2019m never wrong.\u201d He slides his hands over my ass in a pair of his boxer shorts. \u201cSome even say I\u2019m fucking brilliant.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThey probably just like your big dick,\u201d I whisper and blink up at him as innocently as I can manage.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI get that a lot.\u201d He drops a kiss on my head and turns back to his French toast. I lean down to rest an elbow on the counter and watch him work.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cA lot?\u201d I ask teasingly. \u201cHave there been <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">a lot<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He pauses mid-toast-flip and slants me a glance. \u201cAre you asking how many people I\u2019ve had sex with?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI mean, it\u2019s none of my business. If you don\u2019t want to\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cEight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Eight?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lord above, only eight?!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh.\u201d I straighten and rest my hip against the counter. \u201cWhat a, um, single-digit number that is.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat about you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What about me?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> I\u2019m tabulating years of hook-ups, one-night stands, fuck bois and carrying the one.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIf you don\u2019t want to,\u201d he says, cracking an egg into a bowl, \u201cit\u2019s fine. I don\u2019t care how many people\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He glances up from whisking eggs, a small frown puckering his dark brows. \u201cYou don\u2019t know what?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMy number. I don\u2019t know how many people I\u2019ve been with.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He resumes whisking, his frown clearing. \u201cOh.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The whisking eggs and whirring refrigerator are the only sounds in the kitchen. I\u2019ve never been embarrassed by my choices. I enjoy sex. I\u2019ve had it with a lot of people. People I really liked\u2026or tolerated\u2026but didn\u2019t want to commit to. I\u2019ve always been safe and never mean about it. I was upfront, and when someone wanted more, I let them know \u201cmore\u201d wasn\u2019t an option.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI just never\u2026\u201d I cross my arms over my stomach, fold one bare foot over the other. \u201cI haven\u2019t been interested in committed relationships. There hasn\u2019t been anyone I wanted that with.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cTru.\u201d He stops whisking and gives me the full impact of his undivided attention. His eyes are placid blue. No shadows or undercurrents. \u201cI don\u2019t care.\u201d Ezra pushes the bowl aside and faces me. \u201cBut there is something I feel like we should be clear on regarding how you\u2019ve handled sex in the past.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Here we go.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou\u2019ve never wanted to commit before,\u201d he says.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cRight. I\u2019ve never wanted any strings attached.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI know I said we could be just sex, no emotional attachments.\u201d He shoves his hands in his pockets. \u201cBut I feel like I have to be honest with you. Having you back in my life has been\u2026it\u2019s been exactly what I need, and what I felt last night\u2026 I\u2019ve never felt that way before.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019m not even sure my heart is beating, but it also feels like there\u2019s a tumult in my chest. \u201cWhat are you saying, Ez?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His mouth flattens into a hard line and his jaw hardens to stone. \u201cI want strings.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cY-you do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI want strings.\u201d He links our fingers, strokes his thumb across my palm. \u201cRopes, if necessary. I want anything that keeps you with me and me with you and tells everyone else don\u2019t even think about it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019m stunned and incredibly turned on, but that doesn\u2019t take much where Ezra\u2019s concerned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou\u2026you do?\u201d I ask faintly\u2026again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI wouldn\u2019t do well sharing you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><b>About Kennedy Ryan<\/b><\/h4>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"52227\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?attachment_id=52227\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Kennedy-Ryan-W-Bckg-Verti.jpg?fit=200%2C200&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"200,200\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"Kennedy Ryan W Bckg Verti\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Kennedy-Ryan-W-Bckg-Verti.jpg?fit=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-52227 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Kennedy-Ryan-W-Bckg-Verti.jpg?resize=200%2C200&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Kennedy-Ryan-W-Bckg-Verti.jpg?w=200&amp;ssl=1 200w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Kennedy-Ryan-W-Bckg-Verti.jpg?resize=100%2C100&amp;ssl=1 100w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Kennedy-Ryan-W-Bckg-Verti.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/>Wall Street Journal and USA Today <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">bestseller and RITA\u00ae Award Winning author, Kennedy Ryan, writes about women from all walks of life, empowering them and placing them firmly at the center of each story and in charge of their own destinies. Her heroes respect, cherish and lose their minds for the women who capture their hearts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always worked with charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys raising Autism awareness most. A contributor for <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Modern Mom Magazine<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> and <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Frolic<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, Kennedy\u2019s writings have appeared in <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Chicken Soup for the Soul<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">USA Today <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">and many others<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Atlanta Autism families, she has appeared on <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Headline News<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Montel Williams<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">NPR<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> and other media outlets as an advocate for families living with autism.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Join Kennedy Ryan&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2QjisCW\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">MAILING LIST<\/a><\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Sign up for <a href=\"https:\/\/clk2.me\/mgFv\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">TEXT ALERTS<\/a><\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Connect with\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/theblueboxpress.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">BLUE BOX PRESS<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2TaYiAi\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><strong>Instagram<\/strong><\/a><strong> \u00a0| \u00a0<\/strong><\/span><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2GUq0uF\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Facebook<\/a> \u00a0| \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2GY6eyb\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">FB Reader Group<\/a> \u00a0| \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Kennedy-Ryan\/e\/B00HBHK09Q\/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Amazon<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2NE0cU0\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Pinterest<\/a> \u00a0| \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2GVByO7\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Book+Main<\/a> \u00a0| \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/kennedyryanwrites.com\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Website<\/a>\u00a0 | \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2HcRuee\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">BookBub<\/a><\/strong><\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"12527\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?attachment_id=12527\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/unnamed-1-e1489715251467.png?fit=300%2C116&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"300,116\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"Social Butterfly PR Button\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/unnamed-1-e1489715251467.png?fit=150%2C58&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-12527 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/unnamed-1-e1489715251467.png?resize=300%2C116&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"116\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Queen Move, an all-new beautiful and unforgettable second chance romance from RITA\u00ae Award-winning and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Kennedy Ryan, is LIVE!! 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