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Mahalo,
I’m listening to Good for You by Selena Gomez and A$AP Rocky as I write this edition of The Writer Gal Letter! And if you know what’s good for YOU, Postmate, you’ll know today is YJNTM DAY!
Max and Niva are here. They’re yours for the taking. And I am just so gosh darn excited to share this story with you. This book pulled me out of the pit of despair and terror I lived in for all of May and June, Postmate. So all the fucking love you’ve given this book already - loving the covers, sharing the posts and showing up to read the ARCs, voting in the polls, PRE-ORDERING the book - I’m here for it.
I’m soaking it up and using it as fuel to keep the Aarti-verse humming.
But we don’t need me to wax poetic.
Let’s get to the good stuff!
The book is in Kindle Unlimited so you can search for it in the KU library too! And the intro price of 99c worldwide will remain till 1159PM, so for the next DAY. I’ll also send a small reminder edition of TWGL a few hours before just in case you need it, Postmate.
The book links are sorted by country - India, Japan, and Australia is already live - so you can read it however you usually do! If you are a Postmate who lives in the US, UK, Europe, or Canada, you can pre-order the book and get it at intro price. OR read it live in KU at midnight EST, PST, GMT and Canadian time.
In the meantime, you can add the book to Goodreads and the Goodreads book page will take you to your location’s Amazon book page and you can get the book from there. Just…ADD the book to your Goodreads? :D
Smash the pink button and download Max and Niva’s banter and angst-filled romance, mmkay?
Here are four reasons I, Niva, know Max is not for me no matter what my sweet delusional family thinks!
1. He pairs brown sweater vests with glasses like a nerdy engineer.
2. He likes boring dal rice. I'm obsessed with spicy tandoori chicken.
3. He is now (kind of) my boss at the gaming company where I work. And his first order of business? Fire the staff.
4. I actually maybe like this other guy I'm chatting with on the game boards 'for research' even though we've not met yet IRL.
Then I'm forced to work with Max to launch our new game. I begin to see the hot, sweet introvert under the joyless, uptight clothes. In a moment of weakness, I ask him to be my fake date at my frenemy's wedding.
And he agrees!
Between the launch, fake dating, and the tension simmering between us, I uncover his heartbreaking secrets.
But, this doesn't mean I'm falling for my nemesis. Okay?
Because, sorry Max, you're just not my type.
You're Just Not My Type is a feel-good standalone romantic comedy with delicious desi food, gamertalk, a well-meaning interfering family, and angsty MCs who are total opposites with a guaranteed happy ever after.
Tropes in YJNTM are grumpy/sunshine, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, secret cinnamon roll hero, only one bed, fake-ish dating, boss/employee, he falls first but doesn’t know it, and slow burn spice.
I’m formatting the paperback for YJNTM this week so it should be available SOON! But I am not doing dates yet.
Once again, thank you to everyone who’s loved up Max and Niva’s story already and reminded me of the joys of spinning a tale worth telling.
Till next time (which is in like a few hours!)
Happy Niva and Max day!
Xx
Aarti