Mister McHottie

Review:  OMG, I laughed so hard at this


mr mchottieChildren do stupid, mean things to each other. When two of them are your brothers and one is their best friend, you don’t get mad. You get even. But sometimes things go too far.


Ambrosia (Bro) Berger spent her childhood dealing with pranks perpetrated by her twin brothers, Ares and Zeus, and their best friend, Chase (the Dick) Jett. She doesn’t take it lying down, however, she gives as good as she gets. Until one night, just after graduation, when her life comes crashing down. The culprit? Chase. And her life is left in ruins.

Now Ambrosia has finally found a place for herself as the social media manager with Crunchy, an organic grocery that grows all of its own produce in-house. But her world comes to a screeching halt when Chase buys the company, and she finds herself confronted by her worst enemy, her new boss. He has big plans for Crunchy, but he never planned for Bro.

Things aren’t always what they seem when viewed in reverse. New information and a change of perspective can rewrite the past. When they finally take the time to communicate instead of fornicate the whole truth is revealed. Can they find a middle ground? Can Bro forgive Chase?

I haven’t laughed this hard in a long time. They have a strange, twisted, and hilariously sexy love/hate relationship. Throw in two mountainous brothers, an upstairs neighbor with a nightly menagerie of boyfriends, and a boyband cover band, and the laughs are near constant. Pippa Grant has written a Rom-Com gem.

  • Genre:  Romance
  • Romance:  Ridiculous
  • Sexy stuff:  Hot, dirty, slightly hilarious
  • Editing:  Good, no discernable grammar problems or spelling mistakes
  • Violence:  Brotherly defense of honor
  • Storytelling:  Very good
  • Narrative:  Alternating first person
  • Stars: 5


The best enemies make the best lovers…

I’ve just bought the woman of my nightmares. 
Technically, I bought the organic grocery store she works for. Point is, she cost me my two best friends ten years ago. It’s payback time, and I’m going to make her life hell. 
When I’m not banging her silly and myself stupid.
I need to get my head back in business, because getting off is great, but He was a man who got jiggy, all hours of the day, in the worst locations, with the woman of his nightmares isn’t the inscription I want on my tombstone.
Even if it’s true.

There are three things I hate: 
Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett.
Mostly I hate Chase Jett. It’s been ten years since he took my virginity—I’d make a bratwurst joke, but the unfortunate truth is that it would have to be a bratbest joke, and
yes, it kills me to admit that—and now he’s not only a billionaire, he’s also my new boss.
Turns out our hate is mutual. And this kind of hate is horrifically twisted, filthy, and banging hot.
I just might have to hate him forever.

Mister McHottie is 45,000 gloriously hilarious, hot, sexy words that your mother warned you about, complete with an organic happy-ever-after (or seven), a Bratwurst Wagon, ill-advised office pranks, and no cheating or cliffhangers.

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