Jacquie Biggar-USA Today Best-selling author

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by Jacquie Biggar July 2, 2019 17

Making Waves by @LauraMooreBooks #TuesdayBookBlog #BookReview

A self-made woman with a sweet, successful life discovers that even the best-laid plans are no match for unexpected passionContinue Reading

by Jacquie Biggar March 8, 2019 4

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Rule #1: Maintain Control… Mr. Misunderstood by @SaraJaneStone #Romance #Reading @authorspal

I’m running out of time to prove the girl next door belongs with the billionaire.

by Jacquie Biggar September 7, 2017 2

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The Billionaire in Her Bed by @Regina_Kyle1 #romance #NewRelease @BPIC_Promos

Billionaire In Her Bed by Regina Kyle Series: Worthington Sisters, #1 Genre: Contemporary Romance Publisher: Entangled Indulgence Release Date: SeptemberContinue Reading

My name is Jacquie Biggar. When I’m not acting like a total klutz I am a wife, mother of one, grandmother, and a butler to my calico cat.
My guilty pleasures are reality tv shows like Amazing Race and The Voice. I can be found every Monday night in my armchair plastered to the television laughing at Blake's shenanigans.
I love to hang out at the beach with DH (darling hubby) taking pictures or reading romance novels (what else?).
I have a slight Tim Hortons obsession, enjoy gardening, everything pink, and talking to my friends- so shoot me an email!

I’d been poor as shit for my entire life. I’d learned to roll with it most days. Other times, like this morning, it punched me in the teeth.

In Harmony- Emma Scott

I’ve never been hit in the face. My mother didn’t bother disciplining me. Though I saw men hit her and my aunt from time to time, no man has ever hit me, so I didn’t know. I couldn’t have known that the first hit, that baptism into violence, doesn’t just sting the flesh. It startles the soul.

Long Shot- Kennedy Ryan

His children were left behind, like a sock in a drawer that was almost empty, and that was a million times worse than if there was nothing left at all.

Bring Down the Stars- Emma Scott

I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, asking it to be a doughnut.

Lost and Found Sisters- Jill Shalvis

Ragged police tape swung from the columns. The double-wide front door had been blown open, like the house had died mid-scream. Like it is still screaming.

Every Deep Desire- Sharon Wray