Author: | Cristal Pierre |
Genre: | Contemporary Romance |
File Name: | pursuit-by-cristal-pierre.epub |
Original Title: | Pursuit: A Bad Boy Romance |
Creator: | Cristal Pierre |
Language: | en |
Identifier: | MOBI-ASIN:B071JRY5L3 |
Date: | 1497456000 |
File Size: | 833305.6 |
He was like a whirlwind. One second, he made me believe, that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for me – for us. Then, in the next, he was gone…
AMANDA ROSELLE
I’ve been made a fool once before, but I wasn’t going to let it happen again. My best friend, Wendy, keeps trying to set me up with a new guy every time we go out. Now, it’s happening again. Only, this time, he’s completely different. He knows exactly what to say to make a woman fall for him, how to get them to lean in nice and close, eating up his every word. In the beginning, I was determined I wouldn’t fall for it… but honestly, there’s no way anyone can resist his charm.
But, I should have known that it was just a ruse. He’s a master of putting on a front and I fell right into his trap. I should have listened to the voice in the back of my head telling me that he was bad news. I should have kicked him out of my kitchen when I had my chance… but instead I let him crawl into bed with me and weave his web. From there, he was a curse that I couldn’t shake but maybe I didn’t want to. Deep down, I wanted to believe that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for us. It didn’t hurt that he was inexplicably sexy, with a body like you’ve never seen before. Do you know how hard it is to resist a man in a well-tailored tuxedo? Very hard… just like other things.
LUKE WALTERS
I knew I would never be the same after she broke my heart. Yeah, I was bitter and maybe I was taking things a little too far, but that wasn’t going to stop me from making every woman pay. They were all the same anyway, all of them unfaithful, their legs splayed open. It made me sick. And it made what I did to them wholly justifiable. Yeah, I’m a con artist. A damn good one too.
That is, until I met her. She was like any other blonde… or so I thought. One night with her and she was all I could think about. I didn’t know what it was, but she changed me. Suddenly, my striking good looks meant nothing if I couldn’t be with her… holding her… running my hands along that sexy body of hers… hearing her moan her name. I wanted her and I’d be a damned fool if I let her slip through her fingers. Lucky for me, I always got what I wanted.