Monday, February 9, 2015

#NewRelease from Virginia Nelson ~ The Penthouse Prince #Contemporary



Pretending to be in love with the perfect man should be easy...

The Penthouse Prince
Virginia Nelson


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Blurb:
Single mom Jeanie Long was trying to save her butt at work by reporting her manager to the company owner. Instead, she finds herself greeted warmly by gorgeous company CEO Camden James...and introduced to his father as his fiancée. Now she's been hired—complete with a hefty pay raise—to be the fake fiancée of the infamous “Penthouse Prince.”
Camden doesn't believe in love. He believes in mutually beneficial business arrangements. With his real fiancée off cheating on him, Camden needs someone to help him prove to his father that he's definitely ready to marry. Yet Jeanie's combination of beauty and bluntness act like an aphrodisiac, and their “for the press” kisses look incredibly real. So real that Jeanie and Camden are either really convincing actors...or they've fallen for their own charade.

Excerpt:
He slid his hand back into her hair. He didn’t want to talk to her. They’d talked for days. He wanted that full lower lip between his teeth, her arms around his neck, and he wasn’t willing to wait to get home. Frozen, she gazed up at him with her crystal green eyes, not revealing a thing about what she thought. As usual. “No one can see us, well, except the driver. What are you doing?” She whispered the words, as if she feared someone might overhear. “For a second, let’s pretend,” he answered. Rubbing his nose against hers, he used his free hand to stroke the length of her arm, bared by the gown. “I need to see something.” “Camd—” He took her lips, silencing her. At first, she didn’t move, simply allowing him to taste her lips. Patient, he tested her resolve, using nibbles he’d practiced for an audience.
Her fingertips, light as a butterfly, touched his cheek, and he leaned back enough to see her. “This is a horrible idea. If you weren’t drunk—” “Blame the drink. Imagine someone is watching. Whatever, just for a moment, pretend with me.” He didn’t know why it suddenly seemed so important, but he had to know. Had to feel. Slanting his mouth across hers, he released all the pent up desire touching her wakened. He swallowed her soft cry and tried to fill the emptiness with the taste of her.


Reviews
"Virginia Nelson is at her best in Penthouse Prince. It's got it all, a fun ride, well-crafted characters that tug your heartstrings in all the right ways and a happily ever after I'd be thrilled to have for myself." ~Sara Arden, author of Return to Glory
"Penthouse Prince is a lot like falling in love--frustration, passion, fear, and intimate little moments of profound peace. Camden may not be a prince, but he's definitely swoonworthy." ~ Heather Long, author of Some Like it Royal
"Penthouse Prince kept me turning the pages all night. It's on my keeper shelf." ~ Saranna DeWylde, author of Fat
 "This is a 2015 must read!" ~ Allison, Goodreads review
"Just when you think the trope has been done to death Virginia Nelson gives it her own special touch." ~Donna, Goodreads review
"Penthouse Prince is a fun, hot, passionate, and touching contemporary romance. It is complete with desire, well-defined characters and an engaging storyline." ~ LJT, NetGalley review
"Sparks fly from the beginning, the author hooks you in from the first page... I wish I could give it more than five stars." ~ Chrissy W., NetGalley review

About the Author
Virginia Nelson believed them when they said, “Write what you know.” Small town girl writing small town romance, her characters are as full of flaws, misunderstandings, and flat out mistakes as Virginia herself. When she’s is not writing or plotting to take over the world, she likes to hang out with the greatest kids in history, play in the mud, drive far too fast, and scream at inanimate objects. Virginia likes knights in rusted and dinged up armor, heroes that snarl instead of croon, and heroines who can’t remember to say the right thing even with an author writing their dialogue. Her books are full of snark, sex, and random acts of ineptitude—not always in that order.
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