So excited to be a part of the Release Tour for Hollywood Dirt by Alessandra Torre. One of the best this year!

Cole Masten. Abandoned by his superstar wife, Hollywood’s Perfect Husband is now Hollywood’s Sexiest Bachelor: partying hard and screwing even harder. Watch out Los Angeles, there's a new bad boy in town.
Summer Jenkins. That’s me, a small town girl stuck in Quincy, Georgia. I cook some mean chicken and dumplins, can bluff a grown man out of his savings in poker, and was voted Most Friendly my senior year. We were from different worlds. Our lives shouldn’t have collided. But then Cole Masten read a book about my small town. And six months later, his jet landed on our dusty airstrip, and he brought Hollywood with him. From the start, I knew he was trouble. For our town. And for me. Sometimes, opposites just aren’t meant to attract..

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Globug's Review

SO FREAKING GOOD!! I loved Hollywood Dirt! It's in my top 5 favorites of the year so far. Being a Georgia girl myself I was instantly connected to the story. The author includes so many of the Southern qualities that most foreigners (meaning anyone not from the south) point out in a way that would suggest we're simple minded or possibly afflicted with an ailment. My in-laws (from the west coast) always explained my behavior was due to the fact that I was Southern. True enough I guess. Torre nailed the personality of the Southern woman.

Summer Jenkins biggest ambition was to get out of Quincy, Georgia. Not got to college, or find a career, or the man of her dreams but just to get out of the town that had ostracized her and her mother for the last three years. The reason for the shunning is a-whole-nother story within the story that is revealed piece by piece and boy is a juicy one. Summer had been engaged once and was in no hurry to find another man. Certainly not a cocky movie star that had no manners.

The swoon-factor for Cole Masten is off the charts. He's totally in love with his wife of five years. She breaks his heart and then files for divorce. Cole of course seeks out the typical cure by screwing his way through the pain. I wasn't thrilled with that but not surprised by it either. The best divorce lawyer he could hire turns out to be one of my favorite supporting characters along with Justin, Cole's assistant and Ben, the gay location scout.

Cole and Summer are like oil and water when they meet for the first time regardless of the fact that they are instantly attracted to each other. He's there strictly to make a movie about her small town and when Summer shoots her mouth off at him he finds himself more than a little turned on by her feistyness but also realizes she is exactly what he was looking for in a woman to play his leading lady in the movie. Summer can't say no to $500,000, her ticket out of town and until the movie is completed she will also have a front row seat to the most exciting thing to ever happen in Quincy.

The sexual tension between Cole and Summer and their never-ending urge to one-up each other made Hollywood Dirt so much fun to read. They have more in common than either suspected and they end up being the balm needed to heal each others heart. I loved it so much that I lack the vocabulary to adequately express just how good this book was. And oh my lawd I loved what Summer did to get back at her ex-fiance. You will die! Hollywood Dirt is a MUST READ.

EXCERPT: When the door to the production trailer burst open, it brought with it a wave of heat and beauty. Cole looked up from the storyboards and locked eyes with Summer, who blew across the room at him like a tornado on tilt. “There’s no love story between Ida and Royce.” Summer snapped, throwing down the script, pages fluttering down between them. In the small trailer, conversations stalled and he could feel the attention turn their way. “I’ve read the book. Three times!” It was good to know that someone had read the damn book. Cole glanced down at her temper tantrum of a mess and back up, raising his eyebrows mildly. “It’s a movie,” he said, turning back to the storyboards. “The writers are adding some excitement. It’s normal. You’d know that if you were in this business.” The dig was unnecessary but he couldn’t help it. This woman turned him into the devil. “I read the first script. The one you sent over with my contract. Ida and Royce hated each other. Why would Royce…” she snatched up a page from the ground and read out a line. “pushes Ida against the file cabinet and kisses her passionately.” She balled up the page and threw it down to the ground and he could see, in her eyes, the panic. Panic. An unexpected reaction. “We’ll use that,” Don made the dangerous move of stepping in, putting a soft hand on her shoulder. “You don’t understand. The passion from their hatred will make it hotter.” “No.” Summer said, her face hard, her eyes on Cole. “It doesn’t make it hotter. It makes it stupid.” “Aww… come on, Summer.” Cole chided, stepping closer, his hand reaching out to pull at her wrist. She fought him, yanking it back and the moment of their bodies meeting didn’t happen. He leaned down and whispered, right against her ear, the smell of her apple-scented lotion enough to make him want to empty out the production trailer right that moment. “Sure it does.” She jerked back and twisted away. “If he kisses me on camera I’m going to lose it.” She shot at Don, pointing an accusatory finger in Cole’s direction. “I know you will,” Cole laughed, crossing his arms to fight from reaching out. “You’ll fall apart under my mouth, baby.” Summer screamed in response, her hands thrown up in frustration, and spun to leave, her script left behind, the slam of the exit door loud in the full production trailer. “That went well,” Cole mused. He linked his hands and rested them on his head, rolling his shoulders back. Panic. She’d had panic in her eyes. Fuck. “What do you expect?” Don said. “You threw this on her without warning. I told you we should have met with her this morning, gone over the changes to prepare her. But no – you just wanted to dump it on her via call sheets and sides.” “Dump it on her? I was People’s Sexiest Man last year. She’s not mentally adjusting to a war camp for God’s sake. How hard is it to kiss me?” “It’s actually three kisses,” a dark-haired PA to his left pointed out. “And a grope.” He gave her a hard look and she withered a little. “I’ll go talk to her,” Don said. “Eileen, you shoot #4 and I’ll talk to Summer. I want to try to get #14 shot at eleven so let’s get our asses in gear and get this done.” “I’ll talk to her.” Cole stepped in. “You shoot #4 and I’ll talk to her.” “No,” Don snapped. “With my luck you two would make up and any authenticity to the scene would disappear. Just stay away from her and be ready at eleven.” Cole chewed on his cheek, then nodded. “Fine.” Don was right. He should stay away from her. Far. Far away.

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Alessandra Torre is an award-winning New York Times bestselling author of ten novels. Her books focus on romance and suspense, all with a strong undercurrent of sexuality. Torre has been featured in such publications as Elle and Elle UK, co-hosted Dirty Sexy Funny with Jenny McCarthy, as well as guest blogged for the Huffington Post and RT Book Reviews. She is also the Bedroom Blogger for Cosmopolitan.com.