BLURB:
El is a beautiful, successful, plus sized woman suffering from a
debilitating humiliation that has left her hating all handsome, wealthy men
exactly like Stefan Le Beau. Unfortunately for Le Beau, she’s known him since
she was sixteen and was totally snubbed by him. To her, he’s a hound dog and a
man-whore.
Stefan is a playboy
to the extreme with one hard and fast rule: date a woman only once, take her to
bed, and be gone before morning.
Until El.
Stefan’s dream of
finding his mate comes true when he bids two hundred thousand dollars to win a
date with El at Simon’s charity ball. Money well spent in his opinion.
Now, if she would
only talk to him. Or look at him. Or touch him, or…like him.
Can Stefan convince
El he's a reformed man?
Can El learn to
trust a man who is the epitome of what she avoids and could shatter her heart?
It will require drastic, strategic measures from the
entire family to make this mating happen.
EXCERPT
Forty–five minutes later, the auction was finally over.
She could finally go home. Her feet were swollen and something was doing a tap
dance on the inside of her skull. The Tylenol she had taken fifteen minutes ago
hadn’t kicked in yet.
She
considered her options as she rubbed the edge of her sole, should I chance
taking these shoes off? Crap, I might not get them back on. Then what? Go bare
foot in this gown?
That
wouldn’t be embarrassing, not at all.
El
stood and limped to the door leading to the ballroom. She groaned as she looked
at the crowd she would have to walk through to get to her truck.
This
was going to be two hundred thousand times worse than a walk of shame.
She
giggled at her bad joke. Yeah, she was losing it.
“What’s
so funny?”
The
deep timber of his drawl had no business sending her pulse racing. She waited
for a panic attack to kick in, but her body remained calm.
“Nothing.”
She squared off with Stefan. “Were you dropped on your head as a child?”
The
smell of fresh leather surrounded her. She took a deep breath wondering once
again where it was coming from.
He
frowned. “No.”
She
cocked her head and arched a brow at him.
“Is
there a history of insanity in your family?”
“No.”
He scowled. “What are you getting at?”
“No
one in his right mind would bid two hundred thousand dollars. That leaves one
conclusion, you’re insane.”
“Oh,
I’m insane all right. Insane for you.”
“Right.
Go fishing with those lines somewhere else, this woman isn’t biting.”
“Oh,
cher,” he laid his hand across his heart, “you wound me.”
“Shut
up, Le Beau.” She tried to push past him but he didn’t budge. “Please move out
of the way.”
From the ballroom, the band began to play a
romantic waltz. Her father’s favorite song–the one he
always insisted she dance with him to. How odd.
He
presented his hand to her. “I do believe they’re playing our song.”
She
looked at his hand suspiciously. “What are you doing now?”
“I’m
asking the single woman I won at the auction to dance. That is my right as the
winner.” He grinned.
She
stepped back and crossed her arms. “You’re kidding, right?”
“I’ve
never been more serious, I assure you. Now, may I have this dance?” His hand
remained extended as he waited for her response.
She
eyed the hand like it might bite. “Fine. I suppose I have to.”
Stefan led her to the dance floor and took her into
his arms. She was perfect. His wolf howled in triumph. Now if he could only get
her to actually like him.
BIO:
V.A.Dold
is the bestselling author of the Le Beau Brothers series, New Orleans wolf
shifter novels. A graduate of Saint Cloud University, she majored in marketing.
Prior to becoming a full time writer, she was a publicist to the authors,
owning Innovative Online Book Tours and ARC Author & Reader Con's (ARC
NOLA) (ARC Phoenix). Still is. The companies mesh so well together, much like
PB&J.
Her idea of absolute heaven is a day in the French Quarter filled with nothing but her computer, her coffee mug and the Brothers, of course.
A Minnesota native with her heart lost to Louisiana, she has a penchant for titillating tales featuring sexy men and strong women. When she's not writing, she's probably taking in a movie, reading or traveling.
Her earliest reading memories are from grade school. She had a major fixation with horses, and the Black Stallion was a favorite. Then junior high came along and teenage hormones kicked in. It became all about the Harlequin Romances. She has been hooked on romances ever since.
Her idea of absolute heaven is a day in the French Quarter filled with nothing but her computer, her coffee mug and the Brothers, of course.
A Minnesota native with her heart lost to Louisiana, she has a penchant for titillating tales featuring sexy men and strong women. When she's not writing, she's probably taking in a movie, reading or traveling.
Her earliest reading memories are from grade school. She had a major fixation with horses, and the Black Stallion was a favorite. Then junior high came along and teenage hormones kicked in. It became all about the Harlequin Romances. She has been hooked on romances ever since.
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Stefan's mate has been revealed by the goddess unfortunately she knows of his reputation as a ladies man and doesn't want anything to do with him. Can he overcome his past and win her heart? Meanwhile, there is a plot by a rogue group of shifters looking to overthrow his father the king of the shifters. With a little luck and a whole lot of love, anything is possible. This book is a wonderful romance filled with the classic chases and a mystery which will keep you turning pages.
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