Title: Burning Choice
Series: Trevor’s Harem, #3
Author: Aubrey Parker
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Publication date: March 1st 2016
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I’ve been in this billionaire’s game for a month — but something changed when half my competition was eliminated.
It feels less like a contest now … and more like an experiment.
I shouldn’t have made it past the first round. I don’t know how I did; I’m not special like the others. When I ask Daniel, he just tells me it’s complicated. Then he talks about brain chemistry, how love and sex are an addiction. He tells me how wild animals claim mates, and how he’s claimed me.
The stakes are higher.
The competition is fiercer.
I should have been kicked out long ago, but Daniel tells me I might be the needle in the haystack the company has been looking for.
Sometimes I’m afraid of them all, even of Daniel.
But It’s like I’m on a tether. I couldn’t leave if I wanted to.
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EXCERPT
“I want to show you something.”
Jessica flops sideways, grabs
one of my pillows, and then pulls me down by my wrist so I’m lying beside her. She puts the
pillow on the bed and rolls so she’s perched on it. Her head ticks, nodding halfway, as if to beckon me
closer. I come, and she doesn’t stop gesturing until I’m close enough to smell the almond in her shampoo.
Her
mischievous eyes watch me. Then she reaches for the covers, which I’ve piled to one side after rising. I’ve never been a bed maker. Because
fuck that.
She
drags the covers over us. We’re facedown on the bed, our faces above the pillow. Jessica shoves her
face into the pillow and moans.
Or, now
that I listen more closely, mumbling.
“Put your face in the pillow.”
“I’ve heard that line before,” I say.
“Just do it, Bridget.”
So I do.
And then Bridget mumbles again. This time I clearly hear her say, “They can’t hear
sound that doesn’t hit
the walls.”
I don’t know what to make of that. I raise
back up, so she pulls me back down, her arm draped across my back.
“Do you remember how they said there
were blind spots from the cameras? The southwest corner of the kitchen, the
front lawn, thirty yards equidistant between the fountains.”
“Between the fountains,” I repeat, nodding into the pillow, feeling
stupid.
“Thirty yards equidistant. Not just directly
between them. There’s
only forty-five yards between the fountains. You have to come away at an angle,
to the south. It has to be to the south because the wall is at the same angle
to the north.”
“I just remember ‘between the fountains.’” And I’m lucky I remember that. That first night, they
listed so many rules and details, I stopped listening. But Jessica apparently
didn’t. She lists
another eight or ten places, most of which barely sound familiar.
“Were you taking notes?”
Instead
of answering, she says, “The mics also have dead spots — too
much ground to eavesdrop everywhere. I was out back and spotted one near the
peeing fountain thing. You know the peeing fountain?”
I nod.
“Then I found two more. They’re hard to find without looking like
you’re looking, if you
know what I mean.”
I don’t. Not really.
“I got the model number. They seem to
all be the same. And that model is semi-directional, probably because if they’re not selective, they’ll hear all the birds whistling and
pots banging and clocks ticking and stuff. The noise profile is … ” And for a second it’s like I’m back in my studio, studying technical
manuals.
“Are you a sound engineer or
something?”
“I read a catalog once.”
“What kind of catalog?”
“I was bored,” she answers.
Jessica’s eyes flick toward the ceiling, and
she runs her fingers through my hair. “Sorry,” she says about the touch. “But if we don’t
do something to justify lying here in bed, they’re going to pay closer attention than we want.”
And then her hand goes under
the covers, starts disturbing the sheets without actually fondling me — though
surely, that’s what it’s supposed to look like from the
cameras’ point of view.
My eyes
scan what of the room I can still see, ass up and face in the pillow as I am. I
know the cameras are there, and microphones with them. And I have to admit
Jessica is probably right. They’d have to use mics with a reasonably narrow profile, or there’d be too much noise to make the recordings
worthwhile. Talking into a noise dampener like a big lump of foam and fabric
will absorb most of what we say, keeping any little echoes from bouncing around
and being heard. It’s a
risk I wouldn’t take
without research into what’s watching and listening to us, but Jess is acting like research isn’t necessary. She saw a model number
and somehow already knew everything about that specific model … and, apparently, everything else in
the catalog. It’s
fucking weird. But what the hell? It’s not like I wanted to be here in the first place, so screwing up and
getting booted now doesn’t
bug me as much as it bothers the others. I guess it’s no more risk to trust her than anything
else.
“So,” Jessica says, speaking into the pillow. “Let’s talk about Daniel for you, Trevor for me, and
how the hell you’re
still around.”
REST OF THE SERIES SO FAR
Title: The Burning Offer
Series: Trevor’s Harem, #1
Author: Aubrey Parker
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Author: Aubrey Parker
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Publication date: February 2nd 2016
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The anonymous invitation that someone slipped under my door promises $1,000. Just for meeting a man downtown, in a public place, no questions asked.
I can make more than I ever imagined if I agree to take part in a competition.
I can make more than I ever imagined if I agree to take part in a competition.
Just get into the limousine. Just get on the private plane. Just fly to an airstrip at the foot of the largest, most luxurious estate I’ve ever seen. Just stay the first night, then another. Tell no one where I’ve gone, or why.
Everything in me screams to run away.
The rules say I can leave whenever I want.
So why am I still here?
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Title: Burning Rivalry
Author: Aubrey Parker
Series: Trevor’s Harem, #2
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Publication date: February 16th 2016
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Good girls finish last.
The contest is heating up in every way imaginable.
Bridget still only wants one thing: the money she needs to sort out her life, and the lives of those who depend upon her. And so far, nothing has broken the boundaries of what she’ll do for that money—though that edge keeps pushing further and further each day.
But now, battle lines are being drawn. Kylie versus Bridget, and everyone else falling over themselves to choose a side.
Kylie’s convinced Bridget wants to win, no matter what Bridget tells her to the contrary. And Kylie is determined that the top spot will go to her, and to her alone.
And all the while, Daniel Rice lurks at the edges of the contest—an unforgettable, unforgivable thorn in Bridget’s side, a ghost haunting her steps, a desperate need in her yearning core.
They say the competition can only have one winner. But the way things are going, Bridget isn’t sure there will even be that many.
Choose a side in Inferno Falls’ sexiest adventure yet.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I love to write stories with characters that feel real enough to friend on Facebook, or slap across the face. I write to make you feel, think, and burn with the thrill that can only come from getting lost in the pages. I love to write unforgettable characters who wrestle with life's largest problems. My books may always end with a Happily Ever After, but there will always be drama on the way there.
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