Meet Cute Chronicles

Release Day: They Met in the Park 🎉

Today is release day for They Met in the Park, the second Meet Cute Chronicles book. TMitP is a story about forty-somethings Jacke and David who meet in the park when David is walking his neighbor’s dog. It’s a quiet sort of romance about two men who thinks they’re not relationship material and have more or less resigned to being alone the rest of their lives. But then the cute, spoiled little dog is grumpy because it rains and David forgot his umbrella, and Jacke offers him to borrow his. And the rest is history. 🙂

Can a spoiled little dog bring two strangers together?

The first time Jacke sees him, it’s a happy accident. He’s taken refuge in a quiet corner of the park, decompressing after a difficult day at work, when the man, dressed in a fancy suit, passes by him walking a spoiled little dog.

As the days pass, Jacke notices the adorable pair several times. He’s unable to take his eyes off the man whose first priority is the dog, even over his own comfort. And one day, when circumstances are right, Jacke takes a chance and speaks to the man. David.

David’s personality is as adorable as his outward appearance, and a short walk in the rain results in mutual attraction and a promise to see each other again. A second meeting in the park turns into a date, and Jacke starts longing for something he thought he’d never have; a partner. But does David feel the same? Will a chance meeting in the park turn into love?   

M/M Contemporary / 17478 words

Buy links:

JMS Books :: Universal Buy Link

Want to read an excerpt?

The dog stops, sniffing something interesting on the ground before continuing her slow meander.

“You all right, there, Princess?” David says, but the dog doesn’t acknowledge him.

“It’s a very fitting name for her. Maybe you should address her as ‘Your Highness.’”

He laughs. “Yeah. Probably.”

Far too soon, we reach the parking lot and stop by a new-looking hatchback. David tries to open the trunk while holding both Princess and the open umbrella but gets all tangled up.

“I can take it,” I say.

He smiles at me and hands me the umbrella. “Thank you.” He grabs a towel from the trunk, crouches down and wraps it around Princess, and starts drying her off. I keep them protected with the umbrella, ignoring that the rain and the chill are finally getting to me. I can always warm up in the shower later.

When the dog is dry and back to her impeccable self, David opens the back door and lets her into a crate before turning back to me.

“That was very kind of you. I’d still be out there, struggling to get her to move, if it hadn’t been for you.”

“Glad I could help.”

“You should go home and warm up, though, so you won’t catch your death like my mom used to say.”

I smile. “Yeah.”

“I’m sure your wife must be wondering where you are.”

“No wife,” I say.


I shake my head.


Another shake, but slower this time, followed by a slow gaze traveling along his body. He’s mostly obscured by the overcoat, but he’s medium height and looks to be medium built, too. He’s always well put together, even on the occasions he’s wearing more informal clothes. His classically styled hair is usually immaculate and his clean-shaven face sports a dimple on his chin.

I guess his looks could be considered pretty average, too; not classically handsome, not ugly. Nice.

But there’s something about him that makes it impossible for me to take my eyes off him. Maybe it’s that he’s so unabashedly gay and does nothing to hide it, and I wish my teenaged self could have seen him. Maybe it’s the way he fusses over a little dog. Maybe it’s his smile or the quiet confidence in his movements or that he radiates contentment.

I don’t know, but I like what I see.

His smile widens under my perusal and he indulges in the same. I let him watch. After spending over half my life doing manual labor, a lot of it outdoors, I’m in great shape. Yes, my hair started turning gray early, so I’m sprinkled with salt and pepper—both on my head and in my stubble—and I have lines by my eyes, but my body is nothing to complain about. Strong. Toned. Capable. A little tired sometimes, but it always recovers.

“I don’t have a husband either,” he says and meets my gaze, bold and blatant.



“Why not?”

“No one has applied for the job.”

I take another look at him. The dimple in his chin is adorable. I want to brush away the hair from his face and warm him up, kiss the blue tinge from his lips. “I find that hard to believe,” I say.

His eyes twinkle. “Same.”

“People have been applying, but no one’s been hired.”

He steps closer. “Oh? Why not? You picky?”

I shake my head. “Wasn’t hiring.”

His eyes crinkle with mirth. “You a one-man company, then?”

“I have been, yeah.” I chuckle.

“How about now?”

“Now I’m starting to wonder if it wouldn’t be nice with…another employee.”

He bursts out laughing. “Oh God, we took that analogy too far, didn’t we?”

“A bit, yeah.” I grin.


Nell around the internet

I’ve been popping up here and there on the Internet this last month, and I thought I’d collect the links here if you’ve missed it.

First off is my bi-monthly guest post over at Love Bytes Reviews, posted on February 3. I wrote about “National the Day the Music Died Day” named that way because on February 3, 1959, the plane carrying Buddy Holly, Richie Valens, and J.P. Richardson (The Big Bopper) crashed. I write about music, give out music related book recs, and even made a mini playlist. Check it out: link to Love Bytes.

February 10th was Umbrella day (I wrote about it here on the blog, too, link if you missed it) and I visited my friend Holly Day’s blog and wrote about the history of the umbrella and my upcoming book They Met in the Park. Check it out: link to Umbrella Day @ Holly Day.

And then for the release of #SlidingIntoMyDMs, I visited Holly Day (again), Ofelia Gränd, and A.L. Lester. On Holly’s blog, I wrote about modern epistolary novels and on Ofelia’s blog I wrote about the inspiration for the story. Ofelia Gränd and I visited A.L. Lester’s blog together, because she also released a book for the same submission call as #SlidingIntoMyDMs, so we wrote a joint blog post about why we chose our specific social media platforms to write about. Click the links to check them out.

Coming Soon, Meet Cute Chronicles

Coming Soon: They Met in the Park

It’s only a few more days until the release of the next of the Meet Cute Chronicles books: They Met in the Park. Are you excited? I am! 🙂

Meet Cute Chronicles isn’t a series; the books are only connected by the meet-cute theme, so you can read this even if you haven’t read the first story in MCC, They Met in the Library. And I know authors say that all the time, that series installments can be read as standalones and then you start reading it and there are a gazillion characters that you don’t know and it makes you confused. But that doesn’t happen in Meet Cute Chronicles, I give you my word. 🙂

Can a spoiled little dog bring two strangers together?

The first time Jacke sees him, it’s a happy accident. He’s taken refuge in a quiet corner of the park, decompressing after a difficult day at work, when the man, dressed in a fancy suit, passes by him walking a spoiled little dog.

As the days pass, Jacke notices the adorable pair several times. He’s unable to take his eyes off the man whose first priority is the dog, even over his own comfort. And one day, when circumstances are right, Jacke takes a chance and speaks to the man. David.

David’s personality is as adorable as his outward appearance, and a short walk in the rain results in mutual attraction and a promise to see each other again. A second meeting in the park turns into a date, and Jacke starts longing for something he thought he’d never have; a partner. But does David feel the same? Will a chance meeting in the park turn into love?   

M/M Contemporary / 17478 words

Release day: February 27, 2021

Pre-order links: 

JMS Books (20% off pre-orders) :: Universal Buy Link

They Met in the Library :: They Met in the Woods (pre-order)

Book Recommendations

What I read this week

I’ve been reading a lot this week: fanfiction, a sad but fantastic Swedish book about the forced relocation of the Sámi, the nomadic indigenous people of Sweden (and Norway, Finland, and Russia). If you understand Swedish, you really should read it. I’ve even read a Poirot book because I was in the mood for an eccentric detective.

And of course, I’ve read romances, too, because that’s my most beloved genre. I thought I’d tell you about what I’ve read.

After Poirot, I was in the mood for more mysteries, so I picked up Tallowwood by N.R. Walker. It’s a very good book, albeit too low on the romance factor for me personally, something I grumbled about to my dear friend Kris T. Bethke.

I love a good mystery, but I love a delicious romance even more, and N.R. Walker does romances so very well, so I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t get more. But if you don’t mind a book that’s low on romance, this could definitely be for you.

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After reading and gushing about One Night in London, I decided to check out what else K.S. Murphy has written, and couldn’t resist a book named Bring Your Sub to Work Day. I realize that if you work at a regular office with other people around, having your sub kneeling by your feet while working could be a bit awkward, but it works perfectly since the MCs are working from home because of a global pandemic.

It was a quick, steamy read with a genderfluid character and it definitely made me want to read more by this author.

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Kasia Bacon seems to be an author who can accomplish the impossible: making me read and like high fantasy. For Holidays at Nell’s I read Blessing and Light, a freebie story I’d downloaded, and despite that it was part of a fantasy universe (which I didn’t know beforehand) I absolutely adored it. So when I won a giveaway (any book from Kasia Bacons backlist) in a Facebook takeover, I requested Rago. A deliciously short story about a dragon shifter. Because why not?

AND…*drum roll*…I liked it! So much that I’ve downloaded a sample of another of her books set in the same universe. Miracles do happen 🙂

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When my friend Amy Tasukada asked me if I knew of any series with bad guys, I recommended the Brooklyn Sinners series by Avril Ashton. And then I realized I hadn’t read an Avril Ashton book in ages, so I decided to fix that problem. I found the sample for this book in my Kindle app, and decided to start reading it when I woke up at 4:10 am yesterday morning, and by 6am, when it was time to start my writing session for the day, I’d finished it.

It was short and steamy and intense, and I liked it. I’ve added book two to my “want to read” list on Goodreads.

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The Playlist was another title I couldn’t resist. I love lists and I love music, so playlists are the ultimate Nell Iris thing! 🙂 AND it’s 4307 words long, which was perfect because I was in the mood for something short and quick.

This was apparently a book in a series, which I didn’t know when I bought it, but it works as a standalone: I had no trouble keeping up with the story. And when I finished it, I’d added two songs to to my “Nell collects” playlist: Try Not To Breathe by R.E.M. and Bullet Proof Soul by Sade. So thanks for that, Kim Davis! The gift of a new favorite song is a great gift. So is a good book, even if it was a gift to myself this time 😀

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I have absolutely no idea when or where I bought this book, but I found it in my ebook folder where I keep all my epub books. I can’t remember even hearing about the author, so it’s a mystery. But when I read the blurb and realized it was a BFFs-to-lovers story, I jumped right in.

And OH MY GAAAAWD, these two best friends were supremely dense and clueless, but the book wasn’t long enough for it to become annoying, and I ended up really liking it. It was short and sweet, and a great introduction to a new-to-me author.

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Have you read something good this week? If yes, please let me know in the comments! 🙂


#PictaBook by Ofelia Gränd: new release spotlight with excerpt

Today, I have Ofelia Gränd as a guest here on the blog. She’s going to talk about her brand spanking new release #PictaBook, that’s a part of the same multi-authored series as my new release #SlidingIntoMyDMs. We wrote them at the same time last summer during our morning writing sessions, and I’ve heard so much about it. I can’t wait to read it.

But enough about that now. Help me welcome my friend Ofelia.

Thank you, Nell, for allowing me to take over your blog for a spell, it’s most kind of you 🙂

Today, my story #PictaBook is released, and I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time. Of all the stories I wrote in 2020, this is my favourite.

Back in the summer, there was an in-house call from JMS Books for stories where the characters fell in love on social media. Covid had been in our lives for about half a year, and I think all of us were starting to find new ways to hang out. Connecting through social media felt natural.

The submission call said we could either use an existing platform for our stories or create a new one. One of my main characters is dyslexic, so I wanted a platform that wasn’t too heavy on the text. I guess I could’ve gone with Instagram, but since I already had decided they would connect over books, I wanted a platform where reading was the main focus, and PictaBook was born.

Think Goodreads, but instead of a review there is a picture and below it, the reader has listed hashtags.

When Nix, one of the main characters, see the co-worker he’s been flirting with checking out books on PictaBook, he thinks maybe the way to the man’s heart is through books. He signs up and starts browsing. He doesn’t find his co-worker, instead, Jules’ hashtags catch his attention.


Jules Rose took a sip of his red wine and scrolled through his PictaBook feed. There were several new books, and he made a note of checking if they’d be available to order for the library where he worked. Not all books were, especially not in niche genres.

The speech bubble in the right hand corner showed someone had commented or liked one of his reviews. It had turned to green. Jules’ heart sped up.

He liked PictaBook because it was simple, and it was about books, so what was not to like? But the main reason he liked it was because no one tried to interact with him. He had approved no one for personal messages, and he’d searched a long time for a way to remove people’s ability to comment on his reviews, but apparently there was no such option.

Staring at the green speech bubble, he blew out a breath and tapped on it. SexyDoornail69 has liked your review of The Empty Egg. Jules frowned. He couldn’t remember that book, and wanted to get back to the one he was reading.

Closing PictaBook, he opened his reading app, took another sip of wine, and popped a piece of chocolate into his mouth. He loved Friday nights—wine, chocolate, and a book were all he needed in life.

As he was about to open the book, another notification from PictaBook showed at the top. SexyDoornail69 commented on your review. It stayed there for a few seconds before it disappeared, leaving the screen free of interruptions. Damn.

For too long, Jules held his breath. He didn’t want anyone to comment on his reviews, but it would be rude not to reply, wouldn’t it?

He opened PictaBook again and clicked on the speech bubble. SexyDoornail69 had commented on The Empty Egg. Jules went to check. The picture he’d uploaded was of a lumberjack, and the hashtags he’d used were: #MMRomance #Contemporary #Lumbersexual #OppositesAttract #EstablishedCouple #Fetish #DualPOV #ShortAndSweet #BonerWorthy.

Ah, he remembered it now, but it had been years since he’d read it. A blush crawled up his cheeks as he read the comment, and he quickly took a sip of wine to calm down.

SexyDoornail69: Hi, ReadingInACorner! Love the hashtags. How boner worthy are we talking?

Jules took a long, deep breath, and hit the reply arrow.

ReadingInACorner: Read it and find out, though read the first book in the series first.

He closed the app and put away the phone as if it had burned his fingers. Standing, he righted his glasses and took more deep breaths to calm his racing heart. Booksy, his beloved, super lazy and slightly murderous cat, was resting in his usual spot on the windowsill in the bedroom, and Jules went to pick him up.

Booksy wasn’t the cuddly kind. Jules had gotten him from a shelter two years ago, only days after having moved in, and the scars on his ears and face spoke of a harsh life. They deemed him to be around three years old when Jules had adopted him. The hostile glare Booksy had given everyone who passed him, had made Jules pick him over all the other cuter, more social, well-behaved kittens.

Booksy was a kindred soul, and they understood each other. Neither of them liked people, neither of them liked to be cornered, and neither of them liked conversations.

“Don’t you want to join me by the TV?” He met Booksy’s narrowed eyes. The slow twitch of his tail said no, he did not want to join Jules by the TV, but he did nothing to get out of Jules’ embrace.

“Some idiot is trying to talk to us. Don’t they know we only talk during office hours?” He patted Booksy’s head and chuckled when he yawned. His muscles unclenched, and he put Booksy back on the windowsill, patting him again. “Thank you, love. I needed a cuddle.”

He went back into the small living room in time to see the screen light up with a new notification from PictaBook. He sent Booksy a panicked look. What happened to their calm, quiet Friday night?


Jules Rose leads a quiet life working as a librarian. He’s happy to spend his spare time reading books and talking to his homicidal cat. What more could he wish for? But when his cozy Friday night is shattered by a friend request on his book community app, politeness gives him little choice but to accept. Jules doesn’t want to talk to anyone, but he can’t be rude. Besides, if he had to talk about something, books is the topic he’d pick.

Phoenix Ford is dyslexic and avoids everything that has to do with the written word, but when the colleague he’s trying to impress calls him stupid, he decides to convince the other man, he’s mistaken. All he needs is the right book to make him look smart, a perfect balance between intelligent and short. And who better to ask for help than a guy who loves books so much, he labeled one boner-worthy on a book app?

When Jules finds out Phoenix never has read a book from start to finish, he’s on a mission. He will find the right book, the book that will make Phoenix fall in love—with reading. Phoenix’s plan might have been to listen to the book Jules picked for him to impress his colleague, but that was before he got to know him. Talking about books is a sure way to Jules’ heart, but is it enough for him to agree to go on a date?

M/M Contemporary / 36559 words

Buy links :: JMS Books

About Ofelia

Ofelia Gränd is Swedish, which often shines through in her stories. She likes to write about everyday people ending up in not-so-everyday situations, and hopefully also getting out of them. She writes romance, contemporary, paranormal, Sci-Fi and whatever else catches her fancy.

Her books are written for readers who want to take a break from their everyday life for an hour or two.

When Ofelia manages to tear herself from the screen and sneak away from her husband and children, she likes to take walks in the woods…if she’s lucky she finds her way back home again.

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