Showing posts with label James Games. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Games. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Cover Reveal & Excerpt: Icy Pretty Love by L.A. Rose

Genre: NA Romance
Author: L.A. Rose
Release Date: November 15th, 2014

Blurb:


Glass-doll beauty. A shy, proper smile. Georgette Montgomery is the perfect billionaire’s fiancé.

Or she would be, if she existed.

A dark past. A smile that hides everything. At nineteen, Rae Grove escapes her disaster life by pretending to be other people—specifically, whoever the man paying her that night wants her to be.

Until she’s offered enough money for a one-way ticket to a better life. All she has to do is fly to Paris and pretend to be the fiancé of young business tycoon Cohen Ashworth for one month. Within an hour of meeting Cohen, Rae knows three things about him:

1. He hates everyone and everything.

2. He has abundant wit and a knife-sharp tongue.

3. He uses 2 to make everyone aware of 1.

Before long, Rae’s determined to crack open his unbreakable shell. Cohen’s determined to stay unbroken. 

But no one escapes unscathed when two opposite worlds collide.
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Teaser:


“So you want me to change.” His jaw is taut.


“You need to change, or you’re not going to get what you want.” He needs to hear it. “And you’re going to be miserable your whole life—”


“I don’t know how to change!” he yells.


I stop, half-expecting the divider separating us from the driver to roll down, but it doesn’t. We’re still alone in the backseat. I should be afraid, I should be recoiling the way I do whenever a man raises his voice to me. But when I reach for the fear, I don’t find it.


All I find is…pity?


“I know what I am. What I’m like.” His voice cracks, just slightly, but he masters it. “If I could be different, I would. Do you understand that? I’m not like you. I can’t slip on someone else’s persona like changing my clothes.”


That stupid twinge of pity turns into a full-fledged needle. I’m very familiar with that shadow in his voice, because it’s been in my heart for years. Self-loathing. At least I can escape myself by being other people. He doesn’t even have that luxury.


Stop it, Rae. Don’t you dare feel sorry for him. He has everything you’ve ever wanted, remember?


“That’s bullshit,” I say bluntly. “You can change. Anyone can change. No matter how long they’ve been…bad. No matter what their past is like.”


I have to believe that.


“Show me.”


“What?”


He turns his full gaze directly on me, and I lose myself for a brief second in those ice eyes. “Show me how to be someone else. You do it so easily. You’re getting paid enough, I might as well get some use out of you.”


“You mean like…give you nice lessons?”


He grimaces. “I’d rather we didn’t call it that.”


“Well…” I hesitate.


“Please,” he says emotionlessly. And if I had to bet on it, I’d say it was damn near the first time that word had passed through those perfect lips.
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About The Author:

L.A. Rose recently made it out of college alive and with an English degree. She's a habitual beach bum, a cuteness aficionado, and a not-quite-recovered romance addict. She's a big believer in laughter as medicine and steaminess as...more medicine. You can never have enough medicine. Her next new adult book, Icy Pretty Love, will be out 11/15/2014.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Review & Giveaway: James Games by L.A. Rose



Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Release: September 30th, 2014

Blurb:

Every year, the girls of Phi Delta Chi, Fiona Arlett's dream sorority, hold a competition. 


The prize? 

James Reid, king size bar of eye candy and famous actor turned haughty undergrad. 

The rules? 

No girl but the winner can touch him. 

The problem? 

Fiona miiight have unknowingly banged his brains out last week. 

Losing the competition may mean wearing a chicken suit to the sexiest Halloween costume contest, but she'd rather have feathers up her butt than let the truth out. 

Unfortunately, she and James have lots in common and more chemistry than the science wing. Soon they're sneaking around behind the backs of UCSD's hottest and most vengeful girls. 

If they find out? 

Fiona's screwed.


Review:
James Games was a fun, flirty easy read. Fiona, the ex-Amish college girl, is a quick witted, in your face female lead. She is definitely making up for the oppressed lifestyle she lived until she was 14. James, oh sweet, beautiful James, has the whole serious, troubled alpha male thing going on… and I love it. His whole asshole façade is to protect himself and cover-up the hurts from when he was a teen heartthrob.

 
L.A. Rose doesn't disappointed with engaging dialogue and serious laugh out loud moments. Even the quirky, somewhat creepy and even evil secondary characters are fun to read about. Now the concept of the games was off. It was weird and had me scratching my head at times, but in the end some things come to light and it all makes sense.

 
Overall, I say go read James Games. It has its steamy moments, its nail biting moments, its WTF moments, and its never ending laugh out loud moments. In fact, both of L.A. Roses books have all these elements, but I'm going to go out there and say that James Games is my favorite.

 

Written Revelry gives James Games 4.5 out of 5!
This isn't exactly what Fiona and James wrote back and forth in class, but I can totally see it happening:

 p.s… Read my review of L.A. Rose's debut novel, Adrian Lessons, HERE!

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Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Release Day: James Games by L.A. Rose

Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: September 30th, 2014

                                                        
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Blurb:


Every year, the girls of Phi Delpha Chi, Fiona Arlett’s dream sorority, hold a competition.

The prize?

James Reid, king size bar of eye candy and famous actor turned haughty undergrad.

The rules?

No girl but the winner can touch him.

The problem?

Fiona miiight have unknowingly banged his brains out last week.

Losing the competition may mean wearing a chicken suit to the sexiest Halloween costume contest, but she’d rather have feathers up her butt than let the truth out.

Unfortunately, she and James have lots in common and more chemistry than the science wing. Soon they’re sneaking around behind the backs of UCSD’s hottest and most vengeful girls.

If they find out?

Fiona’s screwed.
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Excerpt:

“Leave,” James repeats. The word sweeps over the boys surrounding me like an icy cold breeze from the asscrack of Antarctica. He’s really got the serial killer vibe going on. Even I have to resist the urge to jump up and run for the hills. I don’t blame my harem for scattering, leaving me sitting exposed and undefended on the counter, at the mercy of James Reid.

I point at him. “You scared away my harem.”

“Those guys were looking at you like you’re a piece of meat.” His tone is thick with disgust.

“Technically I am a piece of meat. Plus bones and stuff. Also, don’t you think that’s a bit hypocritical?”

I expect him to scoff at this, to shrug it off or deny it. Instead he cuts his eyes away from me. “I’m sorry,” he says finally. “I shouldn’t have jump—”

“Jump-started my car for me,” I interrupted loudly, fully aware that Sigrid is straining to listen in on our conversation, even if she is across the room. “You’re right. You should have just let me take it to the shop. Some things should be done by professionals.”

A ghost of a smile traces its way upward from the corners of his lips. It’s the first time I’ve seen him smile, and damn, is it dangerous. I swallow and look away. “Although—even though I know that I shouldn’t have let you near my car, and you’re definitely not coming near it again, you don’t need to apologize. At the time, I really wanted you to jump-start my car.”

My phone buzzes. I glance down. A text from Iris. Think of a better euphemism. You’re not being subtle.

“Did you just say I’m not a professional?” he asks, leaning one-handed on the counter so that his thumb is bare inches away from my thigh. He’s close enough to count the goose pimples that appear on my skin.

“Definitely an amateur,” I smirk.

His hand inches closer. “Why don’t you call me next time your car needs some work done and I’ll show you more of what I’m capable of.”
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About The Author:

L.A. Rose recently made it out of college alive and with an English degree. She's a habitual beach bum, a cuteness aficionado, and a not-quite-recovered romance addict. She's a big believer in laughter as medicine and steaminess as...more medicine. You can never have enough medicine. James Games is her second New Adult standalone. 

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