Beginner's Luck

Book 1: Chance of a Lifetime

by Kate Clayborn

Genres: Contemporary Romance; Romantic Comedy; General Fiction

Synopsis

When three friends impulsively buy a lottery ticket, they never suspect the many ways their lives will change — or that for each of them, love will be the biggest win of all.

P<>Kit Averin is anything but a gambler. A scientist with a quiet, steady job at a university, Kit's focus has always been maintaining the acceptable status quo. Being a sudden millionaire doesn't change that, with one exception: the fixer-upper she plans to buy, her first and only real home. It's more than enough to keep her busy, until an unsettlingly handsome, charming, and determined corporate recruiter shows up in her lab — and manages to work his way into her heart....

Ben Tucker is surprised to find that the scientist he wants for Beaumont Materials is a young woman — and a beautiful, sharp-witted one at that. Talking her into a big-money position with his firm is harder than he expects, but he's willing to put in the time, especially when sticking around for the summer gives him a chance to reconnect with his dad. But the longer he stays, the more questions he has about his own future - and who might be in it.

What begins as a chilly rebuff soon heats up into an attraction neither Kit nor Ben can deny — and finding themselves lucky in love might just be priceless....

Contains mature themes.

Release date: October 31, 2017

Publisher: Lyrical Press

Print pages: 320

Sample

Well, well, well.

If it isn’t yet another reinvention.

From the sweat-damp bucket seat of my old Prius, I stare in disbelief out my windshield at a storefront I hardly recognize. The last time I came to Nickel’s Market and Deli, the red-orange sign above the door had read “N el’s M et & D i” and the front window had been haphazardly adorned with white posterboard signs, each crookedly hung rectangle bearing a red-markered message about the week’s sales on six-packs or pork rinds or paper towels.

In fact, that isn’t just what it looked like the last time I came here.

That’s what it looked like every time I came here. All throughout my childhood, all throughout my adolescence.

But Nickel’s now is a different story, clearly—its once-dingy brick façade charmingly whitewashed, its new sign artfully vintage-looking and hung perfectly straight above the sparkling-clean front window. Instead of posterboard signs, there’s an Instagram-worthy display of seagrass baskets, each filled with fresh produce and rustic-looking loaves of bread, Mason jar. . .