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Authors: Frankie Love
B
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at the Grammys is fucking surreal.
Evangeline is by my side. She’s always by side—well, except for when she’s on my cock.
But that’s for later. For now, she’s holding my hand.
“You ready?” she asks. Her hair cascades over her shoulders, her face bright under the lights, and the entire hall before us is filled with LA’s finest.
We’re performing tonight—together.
It’s our first time performing for an audience. Which, yeah, I suppose we could have started small, but Jack Harris was right: I can do whatever the fuck I want right now.
And, after Evangeline was discharged from the hospital, I showed her the stuff I’d been working on.
At first she was hesitant.
I’d written her into every song. Well, as my muse she was there, of course; my love for her was woven into every lyric, every beat.
But there were also piano scores in every track, sections that only she could play.
“I can’t do this,” she said, when I first asked.
“You can,” I urged. “Because I can’t do it without you.”
I’m glad she reconsidered.
Because when we played our music for Elle last month, she was in tears. Evie’s dad was speechless.
I may be here at the Grammys for my debut album—which won Album of the Year earlier tonight, by the way—but my sophomore album is going to be off the fucking chains when it drops next week.
Evie sits down at the grand piano, a spotlight on her. She looks over at me, where I hold a mic, ready to tell the story I call
Gentle Evangeline.
Once she let go of the chains her mother had shackled to her wrists, the ones that led to the piano, she learned that playing doesn’t have to be about her mom at all.
It can be about her. Her alone. The place she finds her strength. Her voice.
The same way my music can be the place I’m set free.
Her fingers press against the ivory keys; the hall is filled with her amplified music.
And then I start singing the song of my heart, looking at her the entire time.
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ACE
I don't take women to bed.
I take them against the wall, hard and fast, and when I come I make sure they remember.
They always do.
I'm cocky as hell, but sh*t, I've got reason to be. I own Spades Royalle, the sexiest casino in Vegas. F*ck, the sexiest casino in the country.
I'm gonna keep building my empire all on my own - my ties with the mafia are in my past, buried with the bones of my family.
I like my money clean and my women dirty.
That is until I met Emmy Rose.
She says she doesn't want a bad boy.
I guess I'll have to change her pretty little mind.
EMMY ROSE
F*ck. My. Life.
I made one rule when I moved to Vegas two months ago - I would not screw bad boys. Or asshats. Or really anyone I met on the casino floor. And the thing is, I've made good on my promise.
I'm here for one reason, and one reason only: it's a f*cking job.
Landing in Vegas was never my plan. But plans change when your sister is in a coma and you don't know who put her there.
If only she'd wake up and I could get some answers.
Until then, I'll do everything in my power to avoid men who have a past as shady as my own.
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"Everly," he growls. "I'm claiming you as mine, right here, right now."
SILAS
I want a wife who knows what it means to live off the grid, cook my food, and keep my bed warm.
In exchange, I'll give her a lifetime of happiness in the form of my c*ck.
But d*mn, Everly's more than I bargained for and I don't think she has any idea what it means to be mine. Hell, I wanted a wife, but I'm not sure I know how to live with a woman.
EVERLY
Did I expect to be a mail-order bride at twenty-two? No. But honestly, my life could be a helluva lot worse. The agency says this Alaskan mountain man is rich, hot as heck, and willing to pay off my student loans.
I'm crossing my fingers he's everything I signed up for.
But I may be a little over my head. Mostly because I'm marrying a stranger and also because I've never dated. Period.
Clearly I have no clue how to be a wife ... but it's too late to back out now.
*WARNING:
This story features a mountain man who knows exactly what he wants. And how he wants it. Don't one-click if you want a tame mail order bride story ... this is a classic Frankie Love romance ... steamy as hell with a HEA.
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Courtney ... a good girl longing for a man who sees her as more
Callie ... on the rebound and ready for a man to take control
Willow ... bored and searching for a man (or two) who will fulfill her deepest desires
When three best friends leave for a weekend get-away at a remote resort they expect a relaxing vacation.
But they soon find that unwinding isn't what they need ... they need a no-strings-attached weekend they will never forget.
***WARNING
: It's gonna get hot. This book is hook-ups galore, so please no slut-shaming. For reals. Let's not take this too seriously. Just have fun, you deserve it.