Title: Fake You (Boys of Trinity Hall Series Book #2)
Author: MV Ellis
Release Date: January 31, 2020
Genre: Bully Romance, Contemporary Romance
Drew
I hate the lies you tell.
For as long as I can remember, everything in my world has been fake. The happy nuclear family. The loving parents. The close father-son relationship. The respectable family business. All lies. I’ve had it with the pretense and the show, but I’m been trapped on a dizzying merry-go-round of deception, and I can’t get off.
So when she’s thrown unexpectedly into my path, and I discover she’s just another fake, I need to make her pay. Little do I know, the deceit runs deeper than I imagined, and nothing is as it seems.
Kik
I tell the lies I hate.
I hate the lies and the pretense, but if I ‘m going to achieve what I want in life, they’re a necessary evil. Truth is, I’ve mostly made peace with the idea. What I’m doing is a means to an end, and the end definitely justifies the means. Besides, it’s not forever—nothing ever is.
Everybody has to do what they have to do, right? I can live with that. Kinda. Sorta. Maybe. At least I can until he comes bursting into my life, and is determined to tear down everything I’ve worked so hard to build.
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Title: Break You (Boys of Trinity Hall Series Book #1)
Author: MV Ellis
Genre: Bully Romance, Contemporary Romance
Xavier
This is not a love story.
I hate you not for who you are, but what you represent.
I’m the whispers in the darkness you can’t quite hear.
I’m the unease that can’t be explained, but won’t go away.
I’m your worst nightmare come to life.
I’m the filthy rich guy who’s coming for revenge.
Everything you’ve ever had.
Everything you hold dear.
I won’t stop until I break you.Rocky
You were once my savior.
Now you’re my bully.
I’m the girl from the wrong side of the wrong side of the tracks.
No match for your money, your might, or your wrath.
But I’m not going down without a fight.
When I go, I’ll take you with me.
Because we’re more alike than you want to admit.
And more connected than you know.
This is not a love story.
Get read for a taste of Drew and Kik!
“Kiss me again.”
She hesitated a moment, searching my face. I stared back, unblinking. If she was hoping to see anything other than pure naked desire, she was looking in the wrong place, as her expressive brown eyes met mine. The moments ticked by like a thousand eternities, and as much as I wanted to skip to the part where I got what I craved, I held my nerve and waited.
She blinked slowly, before rising onto her knees, leaning forward, and pressing her lips hesitantly to mine. Her kiss was whisper soft, and if it wasn’t for the fact that I could see her with my own eyes, and was touching her with my own hands—without even realizing it, I’d gripped her thighs, and was squeezing them gently—I could have believed I’d imagined it. As it was, with the way she was looking at me as she made up her mind, she seemed like a dream.
She reached out to grab the back of the couch, arms either side of my head, and kissed me like she meant it. I returned the favor, tilting my body a little so that I could push my lips up to hers, hard and fast. At the same time, I moved my hands from her thighs, and looped them around her neck, linking my fingers.
My sense of the world altered as the kiss intensified. As we licked, sucked, nibbled, and bit, every fiber of my body became attuned to hers. I allowed my heavy eyelids to fall closed, but even so, I saw her face in my mind’s eye. I could feel, smell, taste, and hear nothing… but her. We kissed until I was on the verge of losing my mind—the vision of Kik being gradually obscured by a black cloud of burning desire.
Just as I was trying to fathom how to maneuver her right where I wanted her without doing myself further damage, she did the honors, bracing herself on the back of the couch then lifting her butt, and lowering it again onto my waiting, straining dick. Sweet baby Jesus.
I tilted my hips even more, intensifying the pressure. I wanted her so bad, my dick threatened to tear a trail through my sweats as she ground hard against it in a slow circular motion. I unlocked my hands from around the back of her neck, and reached into my pants pocket. When I drew it back out, palm upturned, she pulled her lips away from mine to see what I was holding. She nodded toward the condom.
“I don’t even want to talk about the level of presumption here.” That made two of us.
“Me neither. I just want to fuck you like nothing else matters.”
MV ELLIS knows what it’s like to fall head over heels in love with a badass musician. She followed her heart halfway around the world to be with one. She moved from London to Sydney after a steamy holiday romance with a sexy bass player in sultry Brazil.
Twelve years, two children and a dog later, and she’s still smitten. All this with a guy she sat next to on a bus for 36 hours! She has toured internationally as a “WAG,” and her experiences inspire her writing.
Ellis’s love of romance began when she was 11 years old, after a summer spent secretly reading her auntie’s books. She’s been a sucker for an alpha hero and strong heroine ever since.
An avid reader, Ellis always knew she’d write a book of her own one day. She was right about that. Following a career spanning advertising, marketing, and social media, she finally wrote her debut novel, Catching London in 2017.
