Shira Pravoloni is positive her sweet, though often meddling ma has officially flipped her noodle. Not only does she want Shira’s wedding blessed by the Pope, she is going to help find a man for her, since Shira isn’t even dating. In an attempt to dodge her mother she runs out of her office and into the hunkiest man she has ever seen. He not only rescues her from her ma but after a few dates and a few kisses, soon gets her thinking there might be worse fates than marriage. Joseph Pocente works—that’s all he does. Unless, getting a lecture from his mother about not being married constitutes as a hobby. The more time he spends with Shira, the more he realizes maybe marriage wouldn’t be so bad. When he finds out she is getting married, it’s a recipe for disaster. He has to stop her from marrying someone other than him. Toss in some crazy family members, a boxing match and a ravioli-craving priest and it is the wackiest race to the altar, the only question remains, who will be the groom?
Author
Part of me always knew I was supposed to be a writer. The fact that I was always writing stories and driving my grandmother crazy was a good indication. Of course there was also that whole incident in the 8th grade where I almost failed due to, “writing the perfect movie”. It's still a goal and thankfully, I ended up passing the 8th grade. My true passion in life is my writing. Corrupted as a child with “Happily Ever After” to the point that now, all my stories have to have one. Reading great stories and watching movies are also loves, they were the motivation for me to write and explore the “what ifs”. The road to my writing career has been an interesting one to say the very least. My first published work was a novella and since then I have gone on to write several other books in a variety of lengths. Check out my bookshelf as my title list will change and grow. In January of 2009 my best friend and fellow author Donna Michaels launched our company Cauldron Cat Entertainment. Soon there will be television and movies to check out as well as books. If only my 8th grade teachers could see me now...
