Title: Weak
for Him (Weakness #1)
Author: Lyra
Parish
Genre: New
Adult
Release
Date: January 11, 2014
~ Synopsis ~
"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.
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?
Weak for
him is not considered a "dark" read, but does have
unlady-like language, adult subject matter, and s-e-x-ual situations.
Weak for Him does not have a cliffhanger. There is resolution but the
story does continue on.
"If
you think I am bluffing by when I say that "Weak For Him"
will give you the ride of lifetime, then I say, take a gamble and see
for yourself." –Tiffany @ The Naughty Book Dames"
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~ Review ~
5 Star Review
Finley doesn't do love or relationships. He likes woman to have sex with, but they aren't good for anything else. He doesn't understand why he can't get the sweet virgin out of his head. He tries to scare her away by being an ass and being his typical manwhore self. Does he succeed in scaring her away? Or does he claim her as his own?
This book made me frustrated in a lot of parts. I really just wanted to punch Finnley. Although I loved this book I wasn't a big fan of Finnley. I really, really liked Luketon. I cannot wait for book two to see what happens with all these characters.
~ Excerpt ~
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.
~ About
the Author ~
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 to 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.
For more
information or to contact, please visit:
lyraparish.com
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