This
is a standalone book meant for mature readers.
Harper Troy, like most students, was
working her way through college barely making it by. She hears about an opening
at a well known gentleman’s club, The Guardian, ran by a very well known
Chicago Family, the Tarseta’s. Even though the uniform is very revealing and
the other waitresses are catty bitches, the money is worth it.
Until she meets the youngest Tarseta, Liam.
He’s Chicago’s most eligible bachelor and drop dead gorgeous. She feels an
instant attraction. Being a known playboy, Harper fights the attraction and his
advances.
Liam has his eyes on Harper the moment he
sees her. Being different and not falling for his charms, he is determined to
break her down. But Harper refuses to be another notch on his bed post.
Just when Liam is breaking down Harper’s
barriers, he learns some shocking news that changes everything. Can he make her
see they are meant to be together, or will he lose her forever?
I had just popped the tab of my Diet Coke
when the door opens. Like déjà vu, Liam enters the locker room, except this
time I am sitting with my legs crossed and fully clothed.
"I just wanted to make sure you were
all right," Liam says in his ridiculously sexy voice. Jesus,
what is with this guy?
"Yes, why wouldn't I be?" I ask,
sounding maybe a little harsher than I had planned.
"My father was very rude. I wanted to
apologize for his candor," he says, all debonair and provocatively.
"I think my uncle Matty has a huge crush on you." He chuckles.
"He's old enough to be my father,"
I say bluntly, with a little disgust.
"Ouch! I won't tell him you said
that." He winces. "You're
really not interested, though?" he asks and I just shrug.
"Yeah, really."
"It's just that most of the girls who
work here would be jumping at the chance to land my Uncle." Liam just
exudes sex in everything he says. I want to yell at him, "You
have got to be kidding me, stop talking and fuck me already!"
I feel my face turn hot at my thoughts and
turn my head away from him.
"Well, Mr. Tarseta, I am not like most
girls," I say, not looking at his black lust filled eyes.
"I am seeing that."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
I shoot back.
"It's that you flirt just enough with
patrons, but not enough that you are advertising something is for sale."
He steps further into the room and sits next to me on the bench. He's close,
close enough I can smell his expensive cologne, and holy fuck does he smell
good.
My breath hitches and I let out a gasp as I
feel the heat radiating between us. "Mr. Tarseta, I'm not for sale,"
I say, taking a drink of my Diet Coke, my mouth suddenly very dry.
"Ms. Troy, everything is for sale for
the right price," he says low, almost in a whisper. I stand, feeling the
need to put some distance between us.
"That is your opinion, but I assure
you that there is no number large enough that can buy me," I tell him
still avoiding those black eyes.
"So you are saying that nothing can
buy you, nothing at all." He stands, inching his way closer. I feel the
electric sparks bouncing off of me.
I swallow hard as the smell of him fills my
nostrils, I feel him watching the hollow of my neck.
"I am not a possession to be bought,
Mr. Tarseta. Besides, why would you want me anyway, you have tons of girls just
itching for you to own them."
"Well, first off..." He lets out
one of his low sexy chuckles, "I don't ever remember saying I wanted
you." Ouch, now that hurt. I feel about two feet tall. He stands
there cool as a cucumber, while I'm a hot mess of nerves and lust.
"I didn't mean to insinuate that you
did..." I stutter, trying desperately to repair this very embarrassing
moment. I turn to my locker to look for something, anything to distract me. I
find my phone and pretend to read a text, also trying to pretend he is no longer
in the room.
"Second, Ms. Troy, if I did want you,
I would have you." He leans down close to my ear, so close I can feel his
hot breath. Okay, that's it, I am not a toy for you to play
with.
"Well, I guess it's a good thing you
don't want me, because I assure you, Mr. Tarseta, you would not have me if you
did," I snap, slamming my locker door. With a huff, I walk around the
bench to avoid having to touch Liam as I exit the locker room. What
nerve, what an arrogant asshole.
I have two miniature dachshund's that are
my babies, and they love to keep me company when I am writing away on my next
WIP.
I'm about to publish my 6th book, and can
hardly believe how my life has changed. I'm called an author, and still can't
believe it. I've have met some amazing woman on my journey so far, and have
learned so much. (Sometimes the hard way.) I've been like a sponge soaking up
all the information I can on how the publishing world works. It's been a
rollercoaster ride so far with its ups and its downs.
No matter what, I will never regret
anything I've done. You can't succeed if you don't try, and if you don't try
you won't succeed. One of my favorite quotes "If the dream is big enough
the facts don't matter".
Some other info about me, I love my family,
friends, wine and anything caffeinated. I also love writing HEA. For the same
reason I won't watch a movie that I know will make me cry, (with the exception
of Steel Magnolias) I will never write a book without a HEA. There might be a
few twists and turns, a cliffhanger or two. But ultimately my stories will
leave you feeling warm and fuzzy inside. For me, reading is entertainment, a
way to escape this crazy insane world. If a book leaves me feeling sad, mad or
gut wrenched, it is not for me. There is enough gut-wrenching sadness in this
world, I don't need to read about it too.
I started writing 3 years ago, and have no
plans on stopping. So keep your eye on me because with the help of some amazing
people and my wonderful fans, this girl is going to be on the New York Times
best selling list someday.
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La Cosa Nostra, This Thing of Ours by Amie NicholsMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
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La Cosa Nostra, This Thing Of Ours
By Amie Nichols
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This was kinda a tough book for us to review because we LOVED it, But it left us with a WOW did that just happen? Feeling... The First half of the book Was Good Seriously Great We really loved the characters and getting to watch the interaction between Liam and Harper. They Are WICKED SEXY PASSIONATE, SNARKY And Wrong But Right for each other, they really Do just Complete Each other!! They Spent the Better Half of the book Bickering with Drama back and forwards will they or wont they hook up... And Then BOOM it took this disappointing turn and unnecessary drama where they didn't communicate with each other and acted a little gun ho in our Opinion.. But then BOOM it turned around and Started to BE FREAKING Awesome Again With the Second half being Funny, Hot and Interesting Twist and turns.. we felt that the last 30% felt a little rushed we would have liked more time with the "Mum" "Mafia" Side of things!!
But In All Honesty Is was A fabulous Stan alone Read and Would Recommend to Every one!!
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