(ARC REVIEW) Falling for the Playboy is the first book in S.L. Scott’s New Adult Playboy in Paradise trilogy. It introduces us to Mallory and Evan, who meet moments after Mallory lands in Hawaii to spend the summer with her friend. They were supposed to be a one night stand, but find themselves unable to stay away from each other. The book follows them through the ups and downs of a new relationship, with the deadline of Mallory returning home at the end of the summer on both of their minds.
Although there is plenty of drama and the angst that’s typical for your early twenties, it’s a pretty lighthearted, frothy beach story. It doesn’t delve very deeply into the characters pasts or motivations, although there are hints that that will be revealed eventually. The characters are both pretty immature, but that could just be their age range. I look forward to seeing them grow and develop in future installments of the trilogy.
I felt this was a pretty big departure from the style I’m used to with S.L. Scott, but I still found it enjoyable. New Adult isn’t my favorite genre, but I think this is a pretty solid example of what it should be. If New Adult + angst is your jam, then you’ll probably love it. 3 1/2 out of 5 stars.
It’s good to be me.
Thanks to my last name, money is no object.
According to the ladies, I’m charming.
And if I do say so myself, which I do, I’m good looking.
So I’m used to getting my way in life. No one turns me down. Not ever. That is until Mallory Wray, a fresh off the plane, brunette beauty lands in Hawaii and does just that. I think I found my new favorite pastime—how to bed the gorgeous co-ed.
I’ll call it what it is. But there are worse places to spend the next three months than in paradise. With a job secured by my best friend, I leave my cheating ex behind, trading Colorado coats for beach bikinis.
This is all about a fresh start, so no playboy is going to ruin my good time. That is until I decide to throw caution to the wind and fall right into Evan Ashford’s bed. Unlike him, I can’t separate my heart from my head, so I get out before I get hurt.
I thought I left my broken heart on the mainland, but now I’m starting to wonder if Evan can heal it again. Here goes everything . . .
The Playboy in Paradise Trilogy is the perfect Beach Read. Told in DUAL POV, this Emotional, Contemporary, New Adult Romance will sweep you off your feet.
Cold Hearted Boss by RS Grey is now availabe! I have not read this baby yet to give you my opinion, but I’m sure it will be as great as all the rest of her books.
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I’m desperate and destitute when Lockwood Construction rolls into my small town with an offer too good to pass up: high wages to any able-bodied man willing to join their crew.
Say no more. I throw on baggy clothes, tuck my long hair under a baseball hat, and apply for a job. Unfortunately, my half-baked idea of disguising myself as a guy is flawed from the beginning. As Shakira says,these hips don’t lie.
Still, I like to think I might have pulled the whole thing off save for one thing:
I know my boss.
Last month, we met at a bar, and after a fiery first encounter, it seems we’re destined to be sworn enemies.
Ethan Stone is ruthless and arrogant, a man I never would have crossed had I known how much he likes to toy with his prey.
He should just fire me and be done with it. Instead, he decides to make me his personal slave. Oh right, I think they’re calling it personal “assistant” these days.
It’s torture, all of it—his bad attitude, his ruggedly chiseled face, his desire to grind me into dust.
Every one of our friction-filled battles burns hotter than the last.
A girl can only hold out for so long. Soon, I’m bound to go up in flames.
My objective? Survive the heat long enough to send home a paycheck.
My real objective? Stop having X-rated fantasies about my coldhearted boss.
R.S. Grey is the USA Today bestselling author of thirteen novels, including THE FOXE & THE HOUND. She lives in Texas with her husband and two dogs, and can be found reading, binge-watching reality TV, or practicing yoga! Visit her at rsgrey.com
HAVE YOU HEARD THE RUMOR AROUND CAMPUS ABOUT THE LOCKER ROOM?
If you haven’t, let me enlighten you: Legend has it if you bring a girl into the sacred after-game domain of the baseball locker room, it will end with a walk down the aisle. Basically one rowdy and naked encounter against the lockers with the girl of your dreams will make her your wife.
TRANSLATION: BASEBALL PLAYERS ARE STUPIDLY SUPERSTITIOUS AND BELIEVE THE LOCKER ROOM HAS MAGICAL POWERS.
But not all baseball players are superstitious, me included.
So when the girl I’ve fallen for brushes me off, I start to question if I need to switch my way of thinking. Maybe it’s time I finally hand out a coveted invitation to the locker room.
Thanks to my last name, money is no object. According to the ladies, I’m charming.
And if I do say so myself, and I do, I’m good looking too.
I’m used to getting my way. Every. Single. Time. That is until Mallory Wray, a brunette beauty, lands in Hawaii. Now my new favorite pastime is how to bed the gorgeous co-ed. Again.
I’ll call it what it is. But there are worse places to spend the next three months than in paradise. A fresh start without the chill of Colorado or cheating exes is exactly what I need.
No one is going to ruin this for me, especially not gorgeous playboys. That is until I decide to throw caution to the wind and fall right into Evan Ashford’s bed. Unlike him, I can’t separate my heart from my head, so I get out before I get hurt. Again.
I thought I left my broken heart on the mainland, but now I’m starting to wonder if Evan can heal it. Here goes everything . . .
I hope so because choosing to be together will take an act of complete faith, something I’ve never been capable of before Mallory. But now that I’ve tasted Heaven I have no intention of letting her go.
The last three months were the best of my life and now our time together is over too soon. Selfishly, I need more. I want all of her, which is more than she can give with the distance that divides us.
I don’t want a day without her in it. I can’t sleep a night with her gone. We’re passion on a hot night, fireworks on the fourth, and more than an undeniable attraction. A pain in my chest won’t subside, so I’m forced to make a choice that will determine the rest of my life.
Mallory or my family?
Listening to my ego got me into this mess. Will listening to my heart get me out?
Paradise is found in the arms of a redeemed playboy.
Evan Ashford’s cocky side never stood a chance against true love. He pursued me with an unbridled determination and passion that couldn’t be denied, winning me over heart and soul. Our lives are now set . . . or so I thought.
Nothing stays perfect forever and happiness comes with a price. I thought we had paid that price, so when we’re thrown into the biggest battle over our love yet, I’ll fight to claim my forever.
When life tears us apart, can our love bring us back to paradise?
I came to Hawaii to get away from life, but the moment I meet Evan Ashford, I think I landed right where I was always meant to be. Despite vowing never to fall for the cocky playboy, he makes me weak in the knees so I throw caution to the wind.
Our chemistry is unquestionable, emotions irrational, and our love undeniable. He gives me his heart and his hard truths, and in return, I give him everything.
When family interferes and loyalty is questioned, life tears us apart. Can our love bring us back together?
Hold onto your heart because Evan Ashford is about to steal it. Escape to paradise with this alpha playboy in the Playboy in Paradise Trilogy, an Emotional, Contemporary, New Adult Bestselling Romance.
Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She’s obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she’s a pro.
Here is the gorgeous cover (designed by Najla Qamber Designs) for Karla Sorensen’s The Marriage Effect. I can’t wait for June 12th when this baby drops! I’ve loved Logan previously so I’m super excited for his story.
Logan Ward doesn’t want any more women in his life.
Being a football player and legal guardian to his four younger sisters means his playbook is full. However, one of them just landed in the hospital, which gives his brother the shot he needs to challenge Logan for custody.
Legal counsel says there’s only one thing Logan can do—find himself a wife.
Paige McKinney doesn’t always think things through.
Like walking away from her modeling career without a thought of what might come next. She really doesn’t think it through when she proclaims herself Logan’s fiancé at the hospital, simply because the sexy—albeit grumpy—football player forgot his cell phone at a party and security won’t let her pass. It’s not her fault it was overheard by the worst possible person.
A bargain is struck, and a fake marriage is the perfect solution. But the simple solution creates a whole new problem: they’re not as different as they seem. The reluctant groom has fire inside him, and his impetuous bride is about to light the match.
Everly Dalton has the worst luck with dating. After a string of truly terrible first dates, she decides to take a break from dating and focus on her friends and her career as executive assistant to billionaire Shepherd Calloway. Shepherd is a cold and demanding boss, but Everly can handle him. When Shepherd finds himself in need of a faux girlfriend to outwit an ex-lover, he calls his assistant to step in. Will Everly and Shepherd find their fake relationship is not so fake after all?
Everly and Shepherd are perfectly opposite. She is warm, bubbly, and friendly. She’s the type to do anything for anyone, even if it means sacrificing her own happiness. Shepherd thinks he’s genetically predisposed to be cold and unfeeling, just like his mother. The transition to his demeanor as Everly starts to melt his hard candy coating is a joy to witness.
The “side” characters are a delight as well, I love a group of strong women and her friends did not disappoint. Shepherd’s father and brother are both quite lovely. I didn’t care for Everly’s sister (I won’t spoil why) but suffice to say she put Everly in a terrible position with no thought to the ramifications.
Check it out if you like grouchy men, martinis, strong females, hilarity, love, families, or any combination of these. 5/5 Stars
“When I kissed you last night, I wasn’t pretending.”
Everly Dalton is a walking, talking, martini-drinking dating disaster. Forget kissing frogs. She can’t even get past the first date. But at work, she’s a badass—the longest-running assistant billionaire Shepherd Calloway has ever had. Her coworkers wonder how she handles the big bad wolf—and never gets bit.
Shepherd Calloway isn’t interested in being anyone’s sugar daddy. Tired of women who only want him for his money, he swears off dating, determined to focus on running his empire. Until his gold-digging ex hits him where it hurts, putting him in a difficult position.
His solution—to have Everly pose as his live-in girlfriend—is obviously crazy. But the timing is uncanny. It just so happens Everly needs a favor from her boss—a big and awkward one—and this could ensure everyone gets what they want.
Besides, Everly can totally survive a few months of faux romance.
Except there’s a problem. Shepherd is supposed to be a single-minded, unemotional robot boss. Not an actual human with a heart and morning wood. Between the awkward bed-sharing and tingly fake dates, lines are blurring. And as Everly gets to know the real Shepherd, she discovers there’s more to the man behind the bank account.
(ARC REVIEW) Oliver and Chloe have been at odds since they were small children. Their mothers are best friends and they have been thrown together socially as a result. From jumping off a roof together to attending prom, their social interactions have had various degrees of success. Despite their attraction to each other, things never turn out well when they are together. When a business opportunity brings them together again, Chloe has to decide if she can once and for all trust Oliver and give in to her feelings, or if they are better as frenemies. Will they be able to overcome their long history to make a fresh future together?
I have always been a huge fan of Melanie Harlow’s voice. The way she writes just draws me the heck in and I barely am able to put her books down. I can’t put my finger on what exactly it is that I am so drawn to but I have loved every book she’s ever written. I really enjoyed the first book in her Cloverleigh Farms series, but this one I L-O-V-E-D.
The heat between Chloe and Oliver is an electric, combustible volcano of emotions. The give and take, back and forth nature of their relationship is absolutely appealing. I love a girl who’s not afraid to stand up for herself- but it works both ways. I also love a man who’s not afraid to say his piece either- without sounding like an absolute jerk.
The book goes between the past and the present wonderfully, without distracting from either plot. I loved seeing their progression throughout the years to understand why Chloe was so gun shy when it came to Oliver. I genuinely find the distilling/wine world very interesting so I love that plot aspect as well even if it gave me a whiskey craving (I may have indulged).
If you love romance, heat, comedy, family dynamics, etc etc etc don’t hesitate to check this one out. Although I recommend checking out the first book in the series (Irresistible), it could totally be read as a standalone. 5/5 stars
When we were eleven, Oliver Ford Pemberton dared me to jump off a barn roof. He said you couldn’t break a leg from a 12-foot-jump.
(You can also break a collarbone, which served him right as far as I was concerned.)
I wish I could say it was the last dare I ever took from him, the last bet I ever made with him, the last time I ever trusted Oliver Ford Pemberton.
But it wasn’t.
Because he had the nerve to grow up gorgeous, charming, and sexy. And as we got older, the dares only got dirtier—and the betting stakes higher—until finally, he left me in pieces. I swore I’d never talk to him again.
But twenty years after I took that flying leap, he’s back in my life, daring me to risk everything for him: my job, my self-worth, and my heart.
How many chances does true love deserve?
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Fueled by pent-up lust and scotch, we stumbled into Oliver’s room and tore at each other’s clothes. It was hot and rough and a little bit violent, as if we were furious we hadn’t been able to keep our hands to ourselves and wanted to take it out on one another’s bodies. We pushed and pulled and growled and grasped. We called each other names and cursed viciously. We knocked over a lamp and ripped Oliver’s shirt.
When we finally exploded together, Oliver had me up against the door, and if our yelling didn’t wake the entire floor, then the pounding must have. I’d have bruises for days.
Afterward, we collapsed on the bed, naked and sweaty and exhausted.
“Oh my God,” I said. “I can’t believe we did that.”
“I know. Me either.”
“I think I pulled a muscle.”
“I think you bit me. Am I bleeding?”
I laughed. “No, but I hope you’re not seeing anyone. If you are, she’s going to wonder about all those scratches on your back.”
“I’m not seeing anyone.” He paused. “Are you?”
Neither of us moved for several minutes. When I caught myself falling asleep, I sat up. “I should go.”
“Why? Just stay here.”
I looked down at him. “You want me to stay?”
“Yeah.” He opened his eyes. In the low light, they almost looked black instead of blue. “Spend the night with me.”
I waited for it—the dirty joke, the excuse, the subtle dig—the reason he’d toss out for asking me to stay. It couldn’t just be that he wanted me here.
But he didn’t say anything more. He just reached out and covered my hand with his.
I looked at our hands for a moment, and a thousand memories came rushing back. Some good, some bad, but all us. I felt close to him, and I didn’t want to leave. “Okay. I’ll stay.”
“Good.” He took off his watch and put it on the nightstand.
Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she’s not writing or reading, she gets her kicks from TV series like VEEP, Game of Thrones, Succession, and Homeland. She occasionally runs three miles, but only so she can have more gin and steak.
Melanie is the author of the ONE & ONLY series, the AFTER WE FALL series, the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, the FRENCHED series, and the sexy historical SPEAK EASY duet, set in the 1920s. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.