Will this quarterback score the girl or make the biggest fumble of his life?
I Promise You, an all-new unforgettable, new adult, sports romance from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is available now!
Dillon McQueen: Babe. I promise. You want me.
Serena Jensen: Um, who are you?
There’s a legend at Waylon University: the first girl you kiss freshman year at the bonfire party is the one you’ll never forget. She’ll crawl under your skin and never leave. She’ll spark a passion so fierce you’ll burn the world down to possess her.
You might even put a ring on it.
As in all things with fate, timing is everything. That kiss can go horribly wrong. She might run in the opposite direction. And boy, did Serena run.
Dillon is Waylon’s hotshot quarterback with something to prove. All he wants is to graduate and make it to the NFL. What he doesn’t need is to finally meet the mystery girl he kissed at the bonfire freshman year. Isn’t it enough that she’s haunted his dreams for more than a thousand nights?
Fate laughs in his face when he runs into the quirky girl at the Piggly Wiggly. Surrounded by his entourage, he’s got all the Oreos in his cart; she gets revenge by buying every six-pack of his favorite beer.
Obviously, that legend is a curse. She’s not his type and hates him. Worst of all, how can she not remember him when she left a Serena-shaped hole in his heart for the past three years?
So why can’t he stop trying to win her?
Will this quarterback score the girl or make the biggest fumble of his life?
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Excerpt:
The kiss burns a hole right through me and blood rushes to my groin. I’m in over my head—Who cares?—and I groan, deepening our connection. My hands slide down her cheeks, her throat, then to her arms at her sides. Our joined breaths mingling, I trace my thumbs over the rapid pulse in her wrists. My head swims with images of her body draped on top of me—
A cry comes from her as she breaks away from our kiss. “Jerk! Don’t do that. I don’t know you!”
“You liked it, babe.”
“What? No.”
“I’m Dillon.”
“Um, I don’t care. Step away.”
“What’s your name? You got a number?” Dillon McQueen does not give up easily. When he sees what he wants, he goes after it. He also sometimes talks about himself in the third person. “Are you a freshman? I play football. Quarterback.” Usually that’s enough to catch a girl’s interest.
She shakes her head, looking almost surprised as she touches her lips briefly. I think she mutters pigskin-toting Casanova. Then, she flips around.
“No, wait! Don’t go!” I say, reaching out for her, but she’s gone, daring one look over her shoulder as she disappears into the crowd of people.
I take off after her, navigating through the throng, jostling into dancers. One of them, a big barrel-chested guy, shoves at me when I bump into him. I fall on my ass. Heart pounding, I scramble back up, dirt and grass on me as I dart through the crowd and look around. My height gives me a decent vantage point, but she’s vanished.
Off in the distance, the football guys hoot my name, then chant Venus over and over.
Well, hell. The bonfire got me good. She’s gone.
Legend 1, Dillon 0.
About Ilsa Madden-Mills
Wall Street Journal, New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is best known for her angsty new adult romances and romantic comedies.
Eight of her eleven novels have placed in the Amazon Top 10 Best-seller List: Dirty English #1; Fake Fiancée and I Dare You #2; I Bet You, Filthy English, and Very Bad Things #6; Boyfriend Bargain #8; The Last Guy, her collaboration with Tia Louise, #4.
A former high school English teacher, she adores all things Pride and Prejudice, and of course, Mr. Darcy is her ultimate hero.
She's addicted to frothy coffee beverages, cheesy magnets, and any book featuring unicorns and sword-wielding females. Feel free to stalk her online.
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He was the reprobate king of Dayton high. I was the bitter princess cast out of my kingdom. And we were at war.It started off with a lie, and a one-night stand gone terribly wrong. Although I knew nothing good would come from my encounter with Bellamy West, the small town’s gorgeous bad boy, I didn’t expect him to throw jet fuel onto the already flaming wreckage of my life. Then step back with a sexy smirk on his face to watch me burn. And burn I did...He got me fired.I got him arrested.We were enemies until we weren’t. Until one touch went too far, and I found myself craving each dirty word. Every filthy promise. Bellamy West was no good, and I wanted to be bad.Screw falling for Prince Charming, I wrote my love story with the villain.And for that, I paid...
Excerpt:
I wondered if Bellamy had taken that blonde home or into a bathroom, or out to his car, and the jealousy whirring inside me grew. I never expected to be anything to him--I never wanted to be anything to him, so why in the hell was I letting this get to me so bad? Sighing, I wrapped the thick towel around me and went back to Jackson’s room to grab one of his shirts.
“You know where his shirts are, huh?”
I’d barely set one foot out of the bathroom before my gaze landed on Bellamy closing the door and locking it. A sliver of guilt rose inside me, then annoyance. Because why in the hell should I feel guilty?
Folding my arms over my chest, I glared at him. “I’m surprised you could tear yourself away from your new friend. She seemed very attached. Limpeted even.”
“Right…” His chin dropped on a not-so-funny laugh before he started across the room. “You look really comfortable in your guy’s towel…”
He kept coming closer. And closer. Of course it crossed my mind to tell him that Jackson was not my guy, but then that blonde girl popped up like a bad smell, and well, I never pretended to be a rational human being.
My body hit the footboard of Jackson’s bed, and Bellamy was right there. In my face.
“And you know what?” he said, his voice deep and rough. “I fucking hate it.”
Tension mounted, so thick I could hardly breathe. Then Bellamy grabbed the back of my head and slammed his lips against mine in an angry kiss, shoving me back on Jackson’s bed.
“I hate you so fucking much.” He ripped the towel away, and his mouth was all over me--Lips and throat and breasts. Hands groping every bit of bare skin I had.
“I hate you more.”
“Seems like it.” His fingers reached between my legs. There was nothing gentle about the way he touched me. Just fingers reaching until they stole my breath. “Is that why you’re so wet for me, baby girl?”
I moaned into his mouth, each stroke of his hand contorting my body like it was his own, personal puppet. It felt like there was a bomb waiting to go off, and this bastard had been holding the detonator since the first time I’d met him.
His fingers worked deeper, his tongue teasing my neck before he gripped my waist and rolled me on top of him. One hand went to my throat, the other still pressing into me, teasing and pushing while I straddled him.
“Show me how much you despise me.”
With no shame, I ground over his hand, loving the way his grip on my throat tightened while I chased something I desperately needed. Something he’d been teasing me with for weeks.
Heat built in my body. I was seconds away from absolute bliss before he threw me back on the bed. “And like hell I’m letting you come first this time.”
He worked his belt loose, yanking his dick out and tugging on it before he straddled my bare chest. “You remember how I told you I was gonna come all over your pretty, rich girl face?”
I shouldn’t have wanted it, but I did. I needed Bellamy to be every bit as unhinged for me as I was for him. My anger bled through me as I raked my nails up his thighs, and grabbed his hips. And then I swallowed his dick, almost gagging when he touched the back of my throat.
“Fuck…” His hands went to the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair as he thrust forward.
I dug my nails into his thighs. Hard, threatening him with a tiny bit of teeth, and he fisted my hair. His abs tensed. His muscles trembled. God, he was beautiful, and the sight of him had my frustrated body strung tight, on the edge.
Right when I knew he was about to come, he pulled away, grabbing his dick and pumping over it. His head fell back on a deep groan that echoed around the room as he came on my chest.
“I always knew that would look good on you, baby girl.” He swiped a finger at the corner of my mouth.
The door rattled, breaking the silence before a bang sounded over the wood. “Drew?” Jackson’s voice came from the other side.
Shit, shit, shit. I just let Bellamy come on me, in Jackson’s bed. I scooped up the towel and wiped myself clean.
“Do not answer that door!” I slapped his arm. “Give me two minutes,” I called.
Bellamy pushed off the bed with a glare. “And the shittiest part of this story: I actually fucking liked you…”
Guilt lanced through me, and again, I should have just said: Jackson was a friend and it wasn’t what it looked like. But then I remembered exactly why I’d let him think I was more than friends with Jackson.
“About as much as you like that blonde downstairs, I’m sure.”
I dove for the chest of drawers, taking out a t-shirt and covering myself right as he flipped the lock. He yanked open the door, then tucked himself back in his jeans. “‘Sup Bennett?” Bellamy’s massive frame filled the dimly lit doorway, practically dwarfing Jackson. “I’d at least let her clean my come off her first…”
Jackson’s arm drew back, but before he even moved to throw a jab, Bellamy knocked him clean out. Holy. Shit.
“Bellamy! What is wrong with you?” I gasped. He just knocked the guy out in his own house.
“I told you I was gonna fuck up your life, Drew…”
About Stevie J. Cole:
Stevie J. Cole likes to write realistic stories with raw, gritty characters you should hate but can't help but to love.She's obsessed with rock music, loves sloths, and has an unnatural obsession with British accents.Her books are not recommended for the faint of heart.
Lauren Lovell is a ginger from England.She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for afterwards.Lauren loves a mildly...or not so mildly psychopathic hero, and a dark, twisted tale.If you like like your boys very very bad, then hop on in.
Welcome to their broken kingdom. They say you're happy now. That you can't remember anything from your past and it's for the best.They told me if I cared about you I'd stay far away and leave you alone for good. Because you're getting married to a man you love. Only problem is...you loved me first.
About the Author:
Ashley Jade loves to tackle different genres and tropes within romance. Her first loves are New Adult Romance and Romantic Suspense, but she also writes everything in between including: contemporary romance, erotica, and dark romance. Her characters are flawed and complex, and chances are you will hate them before you fall head over heels in love with them. She’s a die-hard lover of oxford commas, em dashes, music, coffee, and anything thought provoking…except for math. Books make her heart beat faster and writing makes her soul come alive. She’s always read books growing up and scribbled stories in her journal, and after having a strange dream one night; she decided to just go for it and publish her first series. It was the best decision she ever made. If she’s not paying off student loan debt, working, or writing a novel—you can usually find her listening to music, hanging out with her readers online, and pondering the meaning of life. Check out her amazon page and Facebook page for future novels.She recently became hip and joined Twitter, so you can find her there, too. She loves connecting with her readers—they make her world go round’.
I realize the wig and makeup don’t help my case, but that’s not the point.
The point is, Sebastian came at me first.
He’s the one who started this war, but I’m the one who finished it.
I’m not even sorry about it.
Fine. Maybe I am. A little.
That’s the only explanation as to why I just agreed to play his fake girlfriend so he—we—can win a million dollars in the hottest reality show contest ever filmed on campus.
Don’t get it wrong though, Sebastian and I may look like we love each other, but everyone knows reality TV is nothing but scripted lies and staged kisses.
This is a must read! Kristy Marie has done it again! She's given us another five star memorable read! I was hooked from the start. Can someone PLEASE pick this up and make it into a movie?
Sebastian and Valentina's story is anything but conventional. It's full of humor and sparks as they either one-up each other or pretend to love each other.
This story was full of humor but just when I thought I would come out unscathed, Tim has his fatherly talk with Vee. Cute the freaking waterworks!
I loved how Kristy Marie wove bits and pieces of the Commander in Briefs series into this story. Not enough where someone that hasn't read it would feel lost, but enough to satisfy those of us that are addicted to those Marines and their women.
Also, all this teasing Aspen and Bennett in this story has me CRAVING their story! I NEED IT!
About the Author:
A self-proclaimed reader enthusiast, Kristy started her writing journey back in 2009, reading and writing when her daughter was napping. Establishing her place in Corporate America (because something had to pay the bills), writing became her dirty, late-night secret.
After eight long years, she released her debut novel, Commander. It was a long road, but she can honestly say, the road less traveled had the most beautiful sights.
The only thing Kristy Marie loves as much as reading and writing is sports! Especially those that require muscles and a nice ass. Her favorite is, and always will be, baseball. She's such a fan, that she even married her small town's high school's centerfielder where they still live with their three badass kids.
Glass Heart Broken, book two in the Glass Heart Academy series from Lindsey Iler is coming October 19th! Add to your TBR today!
BOOK BLURB
LIES. SECRETS. MAYHEM.
The campus of Glass Heart Academy will never be the same once we’re through with it.
Palmer
They tried to break me, but they underestimated my strength.
When Marek says things aren’t always what they seem, I don’t want to believe him.
Now, I know the dark truth in his words.
As a participating player in this wicked game, how do I know who to trust when it seems our past is doomed to repeat itself?
Marek
Cruelty is my love language, and Palmer's ready to make me pay for it.
We both know we shouldn’t want what’s right in front of us.
Will she accept the dark, broken pieces of me, or will she always watch over her shoulder, waiting for my blade to take pieces of her she doesn’t know are exposed?
While we try to find ourselves in each other, darkness continues to follow us, setting off a series of events no one is prepared for.
What will be the cost of exposing the truth that haunts us?
To celebrate the cover reveal of Glass Heart Broken, Lindsey Iler is giving away a $25 Amazon gift card! Head to her Facebook page to enter: http://www.facebook.com/lindseyilerbooks
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Lindsey Iler has had her feet planted in the state of Michigan since she was born and she still lives there with her husband and four kids.
When she's not writing, she's spending time with family and friends, listening to music, and reading.
Lindsey writes mature young adult/new adult romance. She falls in love with every character that pops into her head and is notorious for writing long chapters in her notes on her iPhone.
She finds inspiration from music and the people around her.
I Promise You, an all-new swoony sports romance from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is coming October 12th, and we have the hot, hot, hot cover!
Dillon McQueen: Babe. I promise. You want me.
Serena Jensen: Um, who are you?
There’s a legend at Waylon University: the first girl you kiss freshman year at the bonfire party is the one you’ll never forget. She’ll crawl under your skin and never leave. She’ll spark a passion so fierce you’ll burn the world down to possess her.
You might even put a ring on it.
As in all things with fate, timing is everything. That kiss can go horribly wrong. She might run in the opposite direction. And boy, did Serena run.
Dillon is Waylon’s hotshot quarterback with something to prove. All he wants is to graduate and make it to the NFL. What he doesn’t need is to finally meet the mystery girl he kissed at the bonfire freshman year. Isn’t it enough that she’s haunted his dreams for more than a thousand nights?
Fate laughs in his face when he runs into the quirky girl at the Piggly Wiggly. Surrounded by his entourage, he’s got all the Oreos in his cart; she gets revenge by buying every six-pack of his favorite beer.
Obviously, that legend is a curse. She’s not his type and hates him. Worst of all, how can she not remember him when she left a Serena-shaped hole in his heart for the past three years?
So why can’t he stop trying to win her?
Will this quarterback score the girl or make the biggest fumble of his life?
Add I PROMISE YOU to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3hRezT9
It’s not as if I’m ever going to send you this letter, and there are a million reasons why.
First of all, I was sent to this reform school as a punishment for a petty, totally inconsequential crime. Not to ogle the principal’s hot son around the campus.
Second of all, you’re a giant jerk. You’re arrogant and moody and so cold. Sometimes I think I shouldn’t even like you.
But strangely your coldness sets me on fire.
The way your athletic body moves on the soccer field, and the way your powerful thighs sprawl across that motorcycle of yours, make me go inappropriately breathless.
But that’s not the worst part.
The worst part is that you, Arrow Carlisle, are not only the principal’s hot son.
You also happen to be the love of my sister’s life.
And I really shouldn’t be thinking about my sister’s boyfriend, or rather fiancé (I overheard a conversation about the ring that I shouldn’t have).
Now if I can only stop writing you these meaningless letters that I’ll never send and you’ll never read…
Never yours,
Salem
NOTE: This book is a standalone and DOES NOT contain cheating
Saffron A. Kent is a Top 100 Amazon Bestselling author of
Contemporary and New Adult romance. More often than not, her love stories are
edgy, forbidden and passionate. Her work has been featured in Huffington Post,
New York Daily News and USA Today’s Happy Ever After.
She lives in New York
City with her nerdy and supportive husband, and a million and one books.
They call me a heartless bitch. An evil manipulator. A wicked princess who enjoys hurting people.
They tell me terrible things happened. Things that changed my life forever.
Only problem is...
I can't remember any of it.
About the Author: Ashley Jade loves to tackle different genres and tropes within romance. Her first loves are New Adult Romance and Romantic Suspense, but she also writes everything in between including: contemporary romance, erotica, and dark romance.
Her characters are flawed and complex, and chances are you will hate them before you fall head over heels in love with them.
She’s a die-hard lover of oxford commas, em dashes, music, coffee, and anything thought provoking…except for math.
Books make her heart beat faster and writing makes her soul come alive. She’s always read books growing up and scribbled stories in her journal, and after having a strange dream one night; she decided to just go for it and publish her first series.
It was the best decision she ever made.
If she’s not paying off student loan debt, working, or writing a novel—you can usually find her listening to music, hanging out with her readers online, and pondering the meaning of life.
Check out her amazon page and Facebook page for future novels. She recently became hip and joined Twitter, so you can find her there, too. She loves connecting with her readers—they make her world go round’.
Royal Hearts Academy is a series of standalones, but you can catch up with the first book, Cruel Prince, right here: Amazon:https://amzn.to/30l209E & Ruthless Knight, Book #2 Amazon: https://amzn.to/30qGilH