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Friday, October 27, 2017

SAMANTHA YOUNG - VILLAIN [COVER REVEAL & EXCERPT ]


Villain


Cover Design by Samantha Young


 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…


Out December 5th in digital edition.


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EXCERPT:


Shaking off the memory of yesterday, I grabbed my purse and opened the door to my apartment with every intention of jumping in a cab to the address Joe had given me.
However, a man blocked my way.
He stood in my doorway, his fist raised as if to knock.
Shocked, I stared up at his familiar face.
Why the hell was Henry Lexington standing in my doorway?
His vibrant blue eyes met mine and for a moment, neither of us said a word. Silence stretched thinly between us, and I suddenly realized I was holding my breath.
Lexington quite abruptly broke the silence. “Miss Ray?”
“Yes, what—”
“We need to talk.” He pushed past me and walked into my apartment without an invitation.
For a moment, I stood there with my mouth open, asking myself if that had just happened. Were people really that rude?
I stared after him, watching him disappear out of my hall and into my sitting room.
All my papers on Carraway were in there!
“Hey!” I called, shutting the door and hurrying after him. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Lexington stood in the middle of my small sitting room, his back, thankfully, to my desk. His expression was sullen, cool, and calculating. This was not the charming, hedonistic millionaire I’d read about. “I could ask you the same thing, Miss Ray.”
“Excuse me?” Cold sweat prickled under my arms. Did he know? How did he know? If he didn’t know, why the hell else would he be here? Why was he here and not Carraway?
I waited anxiously for Lexington to stop boring through my face with his hard eyes. “I assume you know who I am.”
“You’re Henry Lexington.”
“And you, Miss Ray,” he turned and strode over to my desk, fingering my papers, “are going to let a certain story die.”
My belly flipped unpleasantly.
Goddammit. “What?” I said.
Lexington raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “Imelda Worthington.”
Fuck.
“That blank expression isn’t fooling anyone, Miss Ray. I know she said a few unfortunate things to Richard Peters, your boss, and I know you’ve been calling her ever since.”
Despite my guilt, despite knowing I was in the wrong here, this privileged asshole had burst into my apartment to intimidate me. Like hell! “You do, do you?”
His eyes narrowed. “Imelda informed me of what’s been going on and asked me to kindly give you a message.” He prowled toward me and I suddenly felt real fear. I didn’t know this man and he was here to shut me up. How far would he go? I steeled myself, not wanting him to see my fear. If my expression gave me away, however, I didn’t know; all I did know was that Henry Lexington stopped a good foot from me. It still wasn’t enough. He stood at over six feet, his broad shoulders fitted into a perfectly tailored three-piece suit. He had big, masculine hands, one hidden in his pocket, the other resting on his flat stomach over a suit button. Henry Lexington had a swimmer’s build—sleek but powerful—and I could only guess at the strength beneath his suit. I struggled not to feel overwhelmed by his large, magnetic presence, as much as I struggled not to feel fear.
“You’ll leave her alone,” he demanded.
Guessing there was no point in being coy considering he’d seen my desk, I asked, “Why are you here instead of Carraway?”
Lexington flashed me a wolfish grin that didn’t reach his eyes. “Because I’m the nice one. Caine scares Imelda. He scares most people. Not you, though.” He took another step toward me, seeming to be cataloguing every little nuance of my face. “And if you’re not careful, that lack of fear could ruin you, Miss Ray.”

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About Samantha Young:


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 HeroOn 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.


Saturday, February 7, 2015

Samantha Young - Hero


Samantha Young - Hero

The emotional and unforgettable new romance from the New York Times bestselling author of the On Dublin Street series.

Alexa Holland’s father was her hero—until her shocking discovery that she and her mother weren't his only family. Ever since, Alexa has worked to turn her life in a different direction and forge her own identity outside of his terrible secrets. But when she meets a man who’s as damaged by her father’s mistakes as she is,  Alexa must help him.

Caine Carraway wants nothing to do with Alexa’s efforts at redemption, but it’s not so easy to push her away. Determined to make her hate him, he brings her to the edge of her patience and waits for her to walk away. But his actions only draw them together and, despite the odds, they begin an intense and explosive affair.

Only Caine knows he can never be the white knight that Alexa has always longed for. And when they're on the precipice of danger, he finds he’ll do anything to protect either one of them from being hurt again…

oOo Tere's Review oOo

3 Words. Oh. Holy. Wow.

I was blown away with this book. It has all the elements that I love in a story. Office Romance? Check. Smart ass Heroine? Check. Dark and Brooding Hero, Triple Check. Witty Banters? Check. Revenge at its Finest? Check. Sexy as Fuck Love Scenes, OMFG, hells yeah CHECK. Scenes that will make your heart ache, oh yesss, Check!

The gist of the story is about Alexa Holland who thought all her life that her father was perfect, until she found out that her father is not as perfect as he seemed. She found out that he was the reason for a family to fall apart, and for one young boy whose childhood was ruined because of his father's weakness.

That boy was now a man and none other than the successful and sexier than sin Caine Carraway. Alexa met Caine face to face during a magazine photo shoot in which she was the PA to the Photographer and Caine will be featured. Instantly she felt a connection and perhaps guilt on what her father had done to Caine's family so she just blurted out who she was to Caine and Caine just cancelled the whole shoot and got Alexa fired from her job.

I really liked Alexa a lot. She is just the type of heroine who is a smart ass and could care less about her appearance. She's sexy and she knows it and she's confident about herself. She also stood for herself so instead of backing down when she got fired she went to Caine and asked him to call her boss to get her job back, or at least remove her from being blacklisted so she could find another job.

and Caine. oh Caine. i have a new favorite Book Boyfriend. Oh boy. He is arrogant and oozing with sexiness. He was so pissed at Alexa but he still knew that Alexa doesn't deserved to get fired so when he called her previous employer and he doesn't want to re-hire Alexa, Caine offered Alexa to be his Personal Assistant instead.

And so the fun begins. Oh my. Caine was just a pain in the ass with all his outrageous requests to Alexa, Totally the boss from hell - in a kind of like the Devil Wears Prada way. But Alexa won't back down. Ugh. the Sexual Tension between them is Electrifying! Their office banters alone felt like i was reading a foreplay on each page! I LOVE IT!


You can totally feel the attraction between them but both of them are fighting it. They just get insanely jealous with all the other people that got close with each other, may it be another client or best friend or blind dates.  Until they finally gave in and started a secret no strings attached relationship.

The push/pull, hot/cold character of Caine can be a little bit confusing and tiring at times, but as the story progressed you will just realized why it is needed in the story. There was just a sadness that i felt on how his childhood turned out and how he had to survive. He was having a hard time expressing how he feels. I almost gave up on him just like Alexa, but he redeemed himself in the end and i fell in love with him even more.

And Effie. oh, this story will never be the same without her. She was just the bomb! i love her too!!

I am a certified Samantha Young fanatic, but i must say that among the On Dublin Street Series, On Dublin Street is the only one that really captured my taste and the others might be good stories too but all i can say is Samantha did a pretty darn good job with Hero. It is a MUST READ. 


Favorite Lines: (LOTSS) :)

 “As I said, it comes with a price.” His grin was wicked and I suddenly felt a little breathless. “I’m a hard man to please. And I’m also a very busy man. You’ll do what I want when I want and I won’t always be nice about it. In fact, considering what your surname is, you can pretty much guarantee I won’t be nice about it.”
--

"Tomorrow you'll receive your employment contracts. Once you sign those I'm your boss." When I didn't answer he said, "That means you act the way I want you to act. That means you shelve your attitude and the twenty questions."
"Should I shelve those next to 'personality'?"

--

"You cannot kill your boss on the first day, you cannot kill your boss on the first day, you cannot kill your boss period …"
--

“She wanted me to tell you that she made your favorite—banana cream pie.” I grinned with faux sweet innocence. “You’re to stop by tonight for a piece.”


The unhappiness radiating from him would have quelled any normal person into silence—or at least wiped the stupid teasing smile off their face. But I never claimed to be normal. Nope, I was enjoying his obvious discomfort, because it meant I had found something real out about him, and I was eager to learn more about the charming Mrs. Flanagan.

“Get out of my office, Alexa.”
--

“Alexa,” he warned.

“You know you can call me Lexie.”

Caine actually growled.

“Okay,” I hurried to explain, “I had them write ‘Phoebe, I look forward to seeing you tonight, Caine.’ And”—I almost closed my eyes in preparation for his reaction—“I may have put a little kiss at the end.”

The air around him seemed to swell with annoyance. “What?”

“An X. You know … a kiss …” I trailed off, wishing I was back in Hawaii with a mojito.

Quite abruptly Caine put his hands on the armrests of my chair and shoved it against the desk as he bent down to level his face with mine. He was so close I could actually see the chocolate coloring in his eyes that stopped them from being entirely black, and his mouth … his mouth was but an inch from mine.

I held my breath from the shock of his sudden movement and his closeness.

“First of all,” he said through clenched teeth, his hard stare holding mine in its grip, “do I look like a man who would ever put a kiss at the end of a message?”
--

 “I want your tongue back.”

“And you’ll get it.” He pulled away only to tug his shirt off impatiently.

--
“Do you know how sexy you are?”

“I do now,” I replied softly.

--

Seattle? With Caine? In a hotel?
I’d either kill him or screw him again.
“Fuck.”
“Alexa, the speakerphone is on,” Caine’s amused voice sounded from my desk.

Oh, balls.

--
“Ungentlemanliness?” he teased. “I dare you to say that five times fast.”

--
“I presume you realize he wants to fuck you.”

I wrinkled  my nose in distaste at his crudeness. “You really took my word for it on the whole not-pretending-to-be-a-gentleman thing, huh?”

--

“Say it.” He almost slid all the way out of me. “Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, I’m yours,” I agreed, barely cognizant of what I was agreeing to. 

--
“You are so arrogant.”

“Pot, meet Kettle.”

--
“You know, some people are good at something and they don’t realize how good they are at it. It’s called being humble and modest.”

He shook his head, grinning as he pushed me onto my back. “I’m neither of those things. It sounds boring.”

--
Without a word he started stalking down the street in the opposite direction my grandparents had taken. I started after him, my steps slower.

And then quite abruptly Caine whipped around and marched back toward me. Features etched with determination, he yanked me roughly to him and crushed his mouth down over mine. I made a noise of surprise in the back of my throat before my instincts took over. I couldn’t help sinking into his kiss.


When he finally let me go we were both breathing hard. Caine smoothed his thumb over my cheek, his eyes still dark with passion and anger. 

“I could give a fuck who saw that.”

--
“I love you,” I choked out against his warm chest.


In answer, Caine gently pulled me away, just far enough so he could look into my face. I was tearstained, swollen-faced, and exhausted. I was a mess. But he stared at me as if I were the only person in the room, and as if I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. 
His voice was gruff as he confessed, “I love you too.”

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