Release Date: February 23, 2015
When Miss Man-Eater…
Raquel Adams is in desperate need of a media makeover. Her already floundering reputation is made worse by her recent antics, and she doesn’t seem to care. Raquel lives life on her own terms and doesn’t answer to anyone, least of all Clayton Cox, the guy charged with making her a media darling. His take charge attitude is a problem for strong-willed Raquel, but she can’t deny the attraction she feels toward him.Meets America’s spin doctor…
Clayton Cox is the boss, and damn good at his job. He’s hired to improve your reputation and does so by swooping in, saving the day, and moving onto the next one. But he can’t move one from his newest client. Raquel is maddening, and gorgeous enough to make him forget his rule of never getting involved with a client. But Clayton can’t forget what happened the last time he mixed business with pleasure.All’s fair in love and war. Raquel wants Clayton, and nothing is going to stand in her way, not even Clayton himself. He doesn’t know what hit him, and soon finds himself juggling between having to improve her reputation and feign off her advances. But Clayton’s determined to show Raquel who’s in charge at any cost, even if that means thwarting her seduction efforts. Will Miss Man-Eater change or ways? Or will Clayton become the latest victim entangled in her web?
Have you read the first book in The Misses Trilogy?
Miss Congeniality doesn’t curse. Miss Congeniality doesn’t have tattoos. Miss Congeniality doesn’t drink shots. Miss Congeniality doesn’t ride motorcycles….Or does she?
When America’s sweetheart…
Brea Richards is America’s sweetheart. Dubbed Miss Congeniality by the media, Brea has spent years honing her current reputation. And being one of the leading stars of a prime time television show…priceless. It’s a long way from her humble beginnings, but that’s her secret to keep. Or at least that’s what she believes until she gets the phone call.Meets America’s bad boy…
Lance Holder is America’s bad boy, the guy they love to hate. He lives life the way he wants, and makes no apologies, regardless of what anyone thinks. All everyone sees is the tattooed, motorcycle riding, reckless movie star, preventing anyone from looking beneath the surface. And that’s just fine with Lance. Until his new gig puts him right in the path of Brea.Will either one escape unscathed?
Lance is the newbie on Brea’s show, and everyone is watching to see if America’s bad boy will influence Miss Congeniality. They don’t know Brea’s worst influences happened long before Lance entered the picture. And Lance seems to be one of the only ones to see beyond her current façade. Maybe America’s bad boy is just what America’s sweetheart needs…
“Let’s play truth or shot,” Raquel told Clare, Brea, and Ainsley one night while they all sat around her living room. She’d declared a girl’s night, because she missed her friends and wanted to reconnect with them. Her and Clayton had been going strong for the last two weeks so she didn’t have time to see Brea and Clare unless they were filming or had an occasional lunch date.
“We can’t have alcohol,” Ainsley rubbed her stomach, the pregnancy evident. Raquel got excited every time she thought of her niece or nephew, and couldn’t wait to spoil the baby.
Brea grabbed some juice, using that in place of the tequila Clare and Raquel would be drinking.
“Fine,” Ainsley waved her off. “Who’s going first?”
“You,” Raquel quipped, “Since you’re so eager to get the game going.”
Ainsley rolled her eyes, but gestured toward the shot glasses so they would fill them.
“Okay, we each get a question, and you can only take one shot.”
“I’ll go first,” Clare volunteered. “Have you and Spencer done anything sexually?”
“No,” Ainsley bit her lip nervously, sensing where the questions were heading.”
“Do you want to get together with Spencer?” Brea asked. Ainsley didn’t answer, she simply drowned the shot of apple juice like the hardcore drinker she was.
“Now we’re getting somewhere,” Raquel rubbed her hands together, going in for the kill. “Are you in love with Spencer?”
“Yes,” she nodded, giving nothing else away.
Marie Garner hails from North Carolina, and has had her nose in a book for as long as she can remember. Story ideas have been floating around in her head for as long as she can remember when she finally decided to write them down. She is an avid football fan, often found rooting on her Washington Redskins or her alma mater NC State. She has taught for the past 7 years, with a short break to earn her Masters degree. She loves London, having lived there for a year, and loves taking all those crazy ideas to make stories you enjoy!
