Book Details:
Weak for Him by Lyra Parish(Weakness #1)
Publication date: January 15th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Synopsis:
Weak for him is a New Adult read with sexual content.
“Have you heard the saying, ‘sex sells’? Well, I’m the supplier.”
Finnley Felton sells sex.
Jennifer Downs is a virgin.
With the help of lady luck, the two meet.
Money. Bright lights. Sex.
Jennifer is made an offer: sell her virginity to the highest bidder and transform into one of Finnley’s girls. But she finds herself weak for him, and doesn’t fully realize what she’s agreed to until it’s too late.
Will she rise to the challenge and play by the rules in a land where money is king and love is prohibited? Or will she lose herself and values in the attempt?
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AUTHOR BIO
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Lyra Parish loves to write, travel, and sing
obnoxiously loud at the top of her lungs in the shower. Sweet love
stories (along with the dirty ones) make her gush.
She is a
firm believer that a person can never have too many cats, cups of
coffee, or read to many happily ever after's. When she isn't
busy writing, she can be found sipping various beverages from her
non-alcoholic drink buffet, pimp slapping excel spreadsheets, or riding
her bike.Weak for Him (Weakness #1) is Lyra's debut novel. Weak Without Him (Weakness #2) will release Spring 2014. Lyra currently resides in Texas with her husband and black cat.
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An incredibly wicked excerpt follows
Mr.
Felton stood facing the windows in a neatly pressed suit. The black
tie complemented the black suit, designer from head to toe. His green
eyes met my brown gaze, and I smiled, but only received the ghost of
one in return.
Once
the secretary left us, I searched the room, trying to take in every
little detail: abstract art on the wall, a conference table in the
back, and a lounge area in the middle. The afternoon light cast a
yellow glow in the room. A large oak desk, which screamed business
executive, had two chairs tucked in front. The room looked
comfortable, welcoming, but also professional.
The
red velvet curtains that overlooked the atrium were jerked closed.
"Hi,
Finnley. Thank y—"
"It's
Mr. Felton."
My
face flushed. How could I be so inconsiderate and unprofessional?
I
immediately felt stupid.
"Mr.
Felton. Thank you for allowing me to interview. I've brought my
resume and a list of recommendations. I'd love to join your
accounting team if you'd allow me."
I
outstretched my hand and he left me standing there, awkwardly. The
smile faded from my face as he leaned against the wooden desk with
his arms crossed.
"Take
off your clothes." His voice was low and silky.
"Excuse
me?" The words hit me like cool water.
I
don't think so, asshole.
"The
interview has begun, Ms. Downs. If you'd like to join my team, you
will do what I say and if you'd prefer not, you are more than welcome
to turn around and walk that tight ass through the door, and we can
pretend as if this never happened."
The
fierce tone behind his English accent made me cower. I froze as I
calculated my next move.
What
the fuck?
The
way he looked at me, exploring my body as if he were undressing me,
made my stomach flip. No one had ever observed me that way. With a
sprinkle of courage, I searched the blank matter-of-fact expression
that covered his face. This man was all business.
As
his long eyelashes hit the tops of his slightly sun-kissed cheeks, I
closed my eyes to regroup my thoughts, then opened them quickly. I
couldn't let my nerves get the best of me. He moved his messy hair
behind his ears, and then sat on the desk, waiting, wanting, daring
me to make my move.
"Have
you decided? Or are we going to waste the good portion of my time
daydreaming?"
I
swallowed.
All
I ever wanted to do was live in Vegas among the lights and fast-paced
city. How did I get myself into this? Take off my clothes? I wasn't
some cheap whore to be bossed around. The thought of undressing in
front of him disgusted me… or did it?
My
heart sped as he watched with a lust and want so fierce I shivered.
It was now or never, you only live once, right?
I
peered behind him and stared at the Vegas strip in the distance. With
perfect plump lips, and straight white teeth, Mr. Felton smiled at
me. In that very moment, I decided to gamble. I didn't know why
because I wasn't much for risks. If anyone was a play-it-safe type of
girl, it was me. But in that moment, I wanted to be someone
different. I wanted to know the outcome of what waited on the other
side. I played with lady luck to see what hand she dealt. Maybe I
would get lucky.
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