On Hart’s Boardwalk by Samantha Young * Release Day * Review * Excerpt

Posted March 20, 2018 by Yesi in Book Reviews / 1 Comment

On Hart’s Boardwalk by Samantha Young * Release Day * Review * ExcerptOn Hart's Boardwalk by Samantha Young
Also by this author: Castle Hill: A Joss and Braden Novella, Fall from India Place, HERO, Moonlight on Nightingale Way, One King's Way, The One Real Thing, Every Little Thing, Play On, Villain, Fight or Flight
Published by Penguin on March 20th 2018
Genres: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Women, General
Pages: 128
ISBN: 9780451490186

One of New York Times bestselling author Samantha Young's most beloved couples returns for the first time in a brand new novella set ten years after her blockbuster bestseller Before Jamaica Lane...

Nate and Liv have a great life together but they miss the spontaneity and freedom they enjoyed early on in their romance. Careers and their children have inevitably kept them busy, so when Nate discovers Liv is feeling disconnected from him, he plans an anniversary trip to the idyllic seaside town of Hartwell, Delaware. There he hopes they will have the opportunity they've been craving--a chance to reinvent themselves and fall in love all over again.

With each new day comes a new adventure, from wedding crashing at the five-star boardwalk hotel to pretending they are two strangers having a chance encounter at the boardwalk bar. In the midst of this daring, sexually-charged game of romantic rediscovery, Nate and Liv discover the only constant they need is each other.

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Yesi’s Thougths 

Of all of the couples that Samantha Young has written, Nate and Liv come only second to Joss and Braden. I absolutely LOVED Before Jamaica Lane and was beyond thrilled when this On Dublin Street novella was announced… and better yet, not only is it an ODS novella but a crossover with a newer series by this author, Hart’s Boardwalk. An equally addictive series that brings on another set of amazing characters. I do have to admit that I questioned how it would all work, but I’m not even sure why, Samantha Young is a brilliant author and she blended these two worlds seamlessly. I loved the reason that Nate brings Liv to Hartwell, Delaware and how we got to visit with my favorite couple from that series, Bailey and Vaughn.

Are you still with me? I hope so because now I have to tell just how much I enjoyed this novella. Being back in the ODS world is always amazing, it’s like catching up with family after a long absence. On Hart’s Boardwalk brings us to the life that Nate and Liv have been living the past 10 years as a married couple. It brings us as close to reality as possible and I think that is one of the main reasons why I not only loved the story, but truly connected with it. Like all marriages, it takes work, communication, commitment, and of course unconditional love. Liv is feeling quite insecure and Nate seems to have put those insecurities there by creating a divide, unintentionally, but there nonetheless. After finally communicating, Nate decides to be proactive and takes Liv on an vacation across the pond… away from their home and without the kids. From the moment they arrive in Hartwell their story takes off running. The question being… will they be able to find their way back to each other?

“I can’t lose you, babe. You’d take my soul with you.” 

I devoured this novella in one sitting. My time spent with Nate and Liv was filled with anticipation and hope. On Hart’s Boardwalk has all the magic of the On Dublin Street series and all of the heart of the Hart’s Boardwalk series. It is sexy, swoony, and just a little bit angsty… plus, it has to be said, Nate is HOTTER than ever!!!


Although Nate had agreed to wait to have sex until we played out our little strangers in a bar fantasy, I could tell he was disgruntled. For some reason his irritation made me want to torment him even more. After we showered (separately) and dressed, I grabbed his hand when we walked down to breakfast, trailing the fingertips of my free hand over the skin on his forearm exposed by his T-shirt.

Walking down the stairs he frowned at me. “You’re doing that deliberately.”

“Are you saying I don’t get to touch you at all until tomorrow night?”

“No.” He suddenly stopped and pressed me up against the wall of the stairwell, his mouth inches from mine. His hand, the one not holding mine, slipped under my sundress, his fingertips caressing their way up my inner thigh.

“Nate,” I gasped, looking down the stairs to make sure the entrance was empty.

“You tease me, babe…” His hot breath whispered against my lips. “I tease you tenfold in return.”

I fought with the desire flooding me and the concern over disrespecting our very nice inn owner. My concern won out and I reached for his wrist under my dress and forcefully removed his hand with a flash of ire in my eyes that made him smirk in triumph. “Not here.”

“Just playing your game.” He stood back and then began leading me down the stairs like nothing had happened.

There was only one other couple in the dining hall that early in the morning, an older couple who smiled warmly at us and greeted us ‘hello’ as we grabbed some coffee from the buffet area.

We’d just taken a seat at a table when Aydan came out of the kitchen and beamed at us. “You two are up early. Jetlag?”

“Yeah,” I said, fighting off a yawn. “I’m still kind of feeling it actually. But this will help.” I raised my coffee cup.

“So will some food.” She handed us each a menu. “I’ll be back in a minute to take your order.”

We were looking over the small menu and I was trying to decide between scrambled eggs, potatoes, and bacon; pancakes, maple syrup and bacon; or waffles. “I forgot how good breakfast is here.” I glanced over at my husband, who seemed less excited than me about breakfast. “You’re getting the egg white frittata, aren’t you?”

Nate used to indulge more food-wise but he’d found, as we all found, that he couldn’t metabolize crappy food as well as he used to. So, he only indulged every now and then.

“Aye.” He nodded, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He knew it bugged me that he had more willpower than I did.

“I’m getting the waffles,” I immediately decided.

Nate laughed and leaned over to caress the top of my ass, which thankfully was hidden by the back of my chair from anyone else’s few. “You eat whatever you want, babe. We’ll both enjoy the fruits of that labor.”

I should have glared at him for feeling me up in the breakfast room of this quaint inn, but I couldn’t, because it felt like I had my old Nate back. The guy who made me feel sexy and wanted no matter what. So instead I gave him a soft smile.

For some reason my reaction made his gaze turn liquid with heat and he impulsively leaned over, cupped my face in his hand and kissed me. Hard. Deep. Quick.

When he let me go I couldn’t even think long enough to be embarrassed that he’d just Frenched me in front of an elderly couple who were trying to eat their breakfast. I could only blink, dazed, my lips wet and waiting for more. “What was that for?”

“Because I love you.” He shrugged, like it was most obvious answer in the world.

Before I could say anything else the sound of Bailey Hartwell’s raised voice met our ears from somewhere near reception. “It’s ridiculous that’s why!”

Nate and I shot each other amused looks, and pretended to peruse the menu even though I knew were both listening in. Nosy buggers.

Her voice was lower now, and the fact that we hadn’t heard another voice reply suggested

she was on the phone. “Vaughn, we have a house,” she hissed. “We don’t need another… why would you sell it? It’s beautiful… we don’t need to buy a house together to be together… it’s a waste of money…” there was a longer stretch of silence. “Okay, if you’re that intent on wasting money why don’t we just strip the house out and make it the way we both want it… it sits right on the water…. Stop being romantic when I’m trying to be practical, you know it confuses me… Stop it, I’m at the inn.” Her voice dropped even lower. Her breath seemed to catch. “You’re going to pay for that, Tremaine… no… no… Vaughn… okay, fine…. I love you too, you, handsome bastard.”

That seemed to be the end of the conversation, and I turned to Nate, laughter bubbling in my throat. “That sounded familiar.”

He grinned. “Didn’t it.”

“I don’t think our inn owner is going to Scotland anytime soon.”


“No. If she’s got what I’ve got, she’s staying put.”

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About Samantha Young

Samantha Young is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author from Stirlingshire, Scotland. She’s been nominated for the Goodreads Choice Award 2012 for Best Author and Best Romance for her international bestseller ON DUBLIN STREET and Best Romance 2014 for BEFORE JAMAICA LANE. ON DUBLIN STREET is Samantha’s first adult contemporary romance series and has sold in twenty-eight countries.

For more info on Samantha’s adult fiction visit http://www.ondublinstreet.com

For info on her young adult fiction visit www.samanthayoungbooks.com

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