Review & Excerpt Tour ~ VILLAIN by Samantha Young
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
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Design: By Samantha Young
Release
Date: December 5th 2017
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Blurb
The sexy and
emotional companion novella to the New
York Times bestselling romance HERO.
Nadia
Ray is not just a broadcast meteorologist. She’s Boston’s morning television It
Girl. Successful and independent, she’s put a past she’s ashamed of behind her
and is forging a future she can be proud of. However, when her new boss discovers
her secret he blackmails her, intent on using Nadia’s popularity to make them
the number one morning show in Massachusetts. He wants her to be part of
uncovering the city’s biggest scandal - a secret billionaire Caine Carraway is
hiding.
Soon
Nadia is thrown into the path of Caine’s best friend: sexy, wealthy bachelor
Henry Lexington. But she doesn’t encounter the dashing high society gentleman
Henry is purported to be. Instead she’s faced with an insulting and defensive
villain who misjudges her at every turn.
When
Henry finally realizes the truth, and decides to make amends, Nadia wants
nothing to do with him. But she underestimates his determination and charm and
soon they find themselves embroiled in an intense, passionate affair.
An
affair Nadia knows must come to an end before their feelings grow any deeper
and he discovers her secrets.
After
all, Henry Lexington isn’t the only one who played the part of a villain once…
What a sexy and emotional story packed in this short
novella. Samantha Young never skimps on story. She can pull you in and keep you
wrapped up a story till the very end.
This was a little sweet, a little sexy and a whole lot of
alpha hotness. It’s such a sexy story when the man chases the woman. Nadia made
Henry work for it. And when they came together it was nothing short of
combustible.
This was such a beautiful, emotional read with lots of
intense passion and heart. Samantha Youn knows how to write romance to fill the
heart.
EXCERPT:
If I was going to be honest with myself, I was
discounting sex with the guy because of Henry Goddamn Lexington.
I desperately tried to shake him off. If I gave James
a chance, something could develop between us and I wouldn’t give a rat’s ass
that I weighed twice as much as he did. He obviously couldn’t care less, if the
way he kept running his eyes over me when he thought I wasn’t looking was
anything to go by.
“I was concentrating on my career for a while,” I
finally replied. “But I need to start prioritizing my personal life too.”
“I get it.” He nodded. “After my divorce I realized
how little time I’d prioritized my personal life. It was why my ex left me. I
knew then I had to make some changes.”
“So … you didn’t want to get divorced?” I asked tentatively.
James shrugged. “I know it’s for the best now. But at
the time, I was pretty wrecked by it.”
“Haven’t you ever considered trying a reconciliation
with your ex?”
He frowned at me and I flushed, realizing what a
stupid thing it was to say on a date. “Well … she started dating pretty
quickly.”
“So she’s seeing someone.”
“No. They broke up a few months ago.”
“Maybe you should talk to her.”
“Okay, wait.” He held up a hand. “Are you counseling
me to get back together with my ex on our first date?”
“It does sound like it,” a deep, familiar voice said
from behind me.
I tensed.
No. Way.
James looked beyond my shoulder and not wanting to but
drawn to, I half turned in the booth to find Henry sitting in the one directly
behind me.
Our faces were so close it took me a second to
recognize the anger burning in the back of his blue eyes. It was still there
even as he flashed me a cocky grin and stood. “Mind if I join you?” he said,
and sat down beside me, forcing me along the booth.
This was not happening!
How was this happening?
He was supposed to be in Panama or Seattle or
something!
“Henry Lexington,” he held out his hand to James who
shook it in bemusement. “A friend of Nadia’s.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“You too. Although to be honest, I’m surprised to meet
you.” I could feel him looking at me but I stared
straight ahead at James. I was beyond tense, bracing myself for what Henry was
about to say or do. “I was under the impression Nadia was off the market.”
My jaw almost hit the table.
He did not just say that.
James looked between Henry and me. The smart man
cottoned on extremely quickly. “Look, I don’t want to get in the middle of
something.” He slid out of the booth and pulled out his wallet but Henry
stopped him.
“Let me pay for your lunch. Compensation for a colossal
waste of your time.”
The anger slipped out in his words and James paused.
He looked at me. “Nadia, are you okay with this guy?”
I gave him a weak smile, grateful that he’d asked.
“I’m sorry, James. Henry and I have a little unfinished business. I didn’t mean
for you to get caught in the middle.”
“As long as you’re okay?”
I nodded and he pulled out money from his wallet and
threw it on the table, despite Henry’s offer. “It was nice to meet you anyway.”
“You’re a gentleman,” I said as he walked away. And he
was.
Why did I have to be attracted to the asshat beside me
and not the one who was walking away?
I didn’t even have to look at Henry to be overwhelmed
by him. He was so much bigger than me in the booth, his heat and anger pulsing
as he pressed his knee against mine.
“Look at me,” he seethed.
Not wanting to be a coward, I finally did and winced
at the awful look on his face. “Henry—”
“You can either play this out in public—and I can’t
promise it won’t get loud—or you can get that sexy-as-fuck ass of yours out of
this booth and into my car. Your choice.”
“That’s not much of a choice,” I snapped.
“Nadia …” he warned between gritted teeth.
With an exaggerated, exasperated sigh, I grabbed my
purse and nudged him with my knee. He got out and despite his anger, he held
out his hand, helping me up out of the booth. As soon as I was on my feet, his
fingers curled tight around mine.
There was no hope of escape.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Samantha Young is the New York Times, USA
Today and Wall Street
Journal bestselling author of adult contemporary romances, including
the On Dublin Street series
and Hero, as well as the New
Adult duology Into the Deep and Out of the Shallows. Every Little Thing, the second book in
her new Hart’s Boardwalk series,
will be published by Berkley in March 2017. Before turning to contemporary
fiction, she wrote several young adult paranormal and fantasy series, including
the amazon bestselling Tale of
Lunarmorte trilogy. Samantha’s debut YA contemporary novel The Impossible Vastness of Us was
published by Harlequin TEEN in ebook & hardback June 2017. Play On is an adult contemporary
romance and the first in a brand new series set in Scotland. Villain is a companion novella to
the New York Times bestselling romance HERO.
Samantha
has been nominated for the Goodreads Choice Award 2012 for Best Author and
Best Romance for On Dublin Street,
Best Romance 2014 for Before Jamaica
Lane, and Best Romance 2015 for Hero. On Dublin Street, a #1 bestseller
in Germany, was the Bronze Award Winner in the LeserPreis German Readers
Choice Awards for Best Romance 2013, Before
Jamaica Lane the Gold Medal Winner for the LeserPreis German Readers
Choice Awards for Best Romance 2014 and Echoes of Scotland Street the Bronze Medal Winner for the
LeserPreis German Readers Choice Awards for Best Romance 2015.
Samantha
is currently published in 30 countries and is a #1 international bestselling
author.
Tuesday, December 5, 2017
From New York Times Bestselling author Gena Showalter, comes the next standalone romance in the Original Heartbreakers Series—CAN’T GET ENOUGH!
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CAN’T GET ENOUGH Synopsis:
New York Times best selling author Gena Showalter returns with a sizzling Original Heartbreakers tale, featuring a rough, tough bad boy brought to his knees by... a kindergarten teacher? The king of one-night stands... To inherit--and destroy--his father’s business at long last, Brock Hudson needs a temporary wife. The ruthless ex-military heartthrob has always avoided romantic entanglements. Women are sweet, but vengeance will be sweeter. Or so he thinks. Only one woman will do, but the vulnerable beauty is more than he bargained for—sexier, wittier, and utterly irresistible.
The queen of the deep freeze… After an abusive first marriage, Lyndie Scott has sworn off relationships. But still she longs for a child of her own. Turns out, the brawler who used to frighten her with only a glance is the answer to her problems. She agrees to his proposal, with a caveat: spend every night in bed with her, then walk away for good when it’s time to divorce. Even if she’s pregnant.
A marriage of breathtaking inconvenience... As the days pass too quickly and the nights heat up, Brock battles a sense of possession and obsession. Will the former commitment-phobe convince his wife they’re better off together, or will she pack her bags and go?
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Brock and Lyndie’s story was a beautifully sweet emotional
story. It was a lighthearted and sexy romance. It was fun and flirty with a
side of chemistry and heat. I really
couldn’t get enough of their story.
Brock had so many layers. He was tender and sweet but also a
sexy alpha male. Lyndie was a super sweet woman who just needed the right man
to bring out her inner vixen. These two may have married out of convenience but
they truly were the perfect together. I loved watching them move out of their
comfort zones and grow and let their emotions guide them.
This was an all around feel good book that you can read in
one sitting. It was well written with characters that had depth and character.
It was a sweet, fluffy contemporary romance with lots of heat and a little
angst.
EXCERPT:
“But… marriage? ”Lyndie asked. “I promised myself I’d never do the whole legal-ties thing again.” Straight white teeth nibbled on her bottom lip. “How long would our marriage last?”
“I don’t know exactly.” Anticipation blended with excitement, driving Brock mad in the best possible way. So close to victory! “I’ll need to find the employees of the Hud and Son Group new jobs before I dismantle the company. There will be no collateral damage on my watch.” The employees were innocent, and he wouldn’t leave them in the lurch. “If I had to guess, I’d say a month. Maybe two, but not likely.”
Her beautiful lips shaped the words, One month.
His father’s will had two stipulations: Brock had to be married in order to run the business and, if he planned to continue running it, he had to remain married.
Daddy Dearest had used the perfect bait. Miranda’s downfall. He’d known Brock would seethe as he imagined his mother rich, happy, and carefree.
What Brock hadn’t yet comprehended? Why his father cared about his relationship status at all. What made his father think a commitment would “bring him out of the darkness and into the light?”
Thankfully—and shockingly—there’d been no requirements for Brock’s wife. No “proper” pedigree. No reputation above reproach. No set family worth. The very requirements for the girls he’d dated in high school.
Little wonder he’d always gravitated toward wild, tattooed biker babes.
Lyndie was an anomaly, everything he’d never wanted but now had to have.
She gulped. “Would we live together?”
“Yes. For the sake of appearances, but also because your safety and peace of mind matter to me.” He would be on his best behavior. Would sidestep any conversations about the terrible things he’d done in the past. She would never know how much blood stained his hands. “I will continue to protect you from Rick Lambert. From anyone who threatens you.”
Her shoulders rolled in. “I’m a magnet for crazies, aren’t I?”
“Scottie, you’re a magnet, period.”
She drew in a deep breath, slowly released it. “I’m shocked to admit this, but I like the idea of having you here… which makes me notwant to have you here. I can’t learn to rely on you. I must rely on myself.”
Craved her independence? “What if I promise not to ever cook your meals or clean the house or do anything gentlemanly?”
The corners of her mouth twitched. “That would help, yes.”
Closer still!
“We’d have to sleep in separate bedrooms though. I’m not going to get used to your warmth.” Twin pink circles stained her cheeks. A flush of embarrassment… or pleasure? “But, uh, just to be clear,” she said, and gulped, “you will want to have sex with me, yes?”
His excitement deflated. Did she not want to have sex with him? “Yes. I will. I do. I hope you’ll want to have sex with me.” Many times. Every night. “If you allow me into your bed, I will make your pleasure a top priority. But I will expect nothing, and I will never pressure you for something you aren’t willing to give. The money will be yours whether we sleep together or not.”
Her breath hitched. Her pupils grew, black spilling over amber. Her nails dug into her knees, as if… no way. As if she had to stop herself from reaching for him.
He went still. She wanted him. Lyndie Scott wanted him.
Do not pound your chest like a gorilla.
“I don’t want your money, Brock.”
Heart thudding against his ribs, he opened his mouth to tell her that he’d give her anything. If she wanted him to beg, he would beg. He had no pride. Not with her.
Shoulders squared, she added, “I want your sperm.”
Uh, what the what now? His brain short-circuited.
Groaning, she hunched over to anchor her elbows on her knees and cover her face with her upraised hands.
“I think I misheard you,” he rasped, but deep down realization had begun to click. Lyndie Scott had caught the baby fever. She might agree to marry him, but she expected a child in return.
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