This is a three book THRILLogy love story. With lots of sex. And it's true! (Mostly)
Okay I admit it. I'm sexually naïve, thirty eight years old, divorced, no kids. My name is Morgan Reynolds. I'm trying hard to break from a predictable life and my mother. I'm desperate and proclaim a new mantra. This is the year of Why Not.
Then I meet successful, handsome Dominick Chandler who seems emotionally distant and starkly forthright. Later, I text the usual 'getting-to-know-you' questions. "What's the craziest thing you've ever done?" Nick's reply sends me running around my bedroom in a flushed panic. Swingers parties and sex with people watching at clubs? WHAT? Nick wants me - but on his own terms. Shocked and intrigued, in true librarian-style, I research Cosmo, Women's Health, Sex w/Emily, Reddit forums, etc. It's everywhere! Upscale swinging is the new sexual revolution. Nick's daring me to cross the line. I've always been one to resist temptation. Fingers shaking, I text, "I'm in. For what, I'm not sure." Why Not, right?
Nick plunges us into the world of sex clubs and public and private parties where we savor primal passions like never before. Curious and willing, I have my first girl/girl experiences. We even indulge at hotel takeover extravaganzas. So many steamy hot experiences! At a swanky charity event, I discover my boss's wife is into swinging solo. But it's not all fun and games as I question my morals and my motivation. Is this whirlwind of black-tie events, dinners at exclusive restaurants, a trip to Paris, elegance, opulence, and wild sexcapades enough for me?
I try to draw closer to Nick but question myself, 'Can this scorching sexpact even become a relationship?' Nick stays emotionally distant, even after sharing a glimpse into his troubled past. Slowly Nick shares his new found emotions only for tragedy to strike. I am left to decide: a life searching for love, or the thrill of adventure with me calling the shots? Or might I seek both?
Enemies to lovers-
Boss/employee-
Bickering and Bantering-
Billionaire romance
Second chance romance
HEA romance novel
If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.
When I saw a job opportunity to work at a resort a few hours north of the cities, including a place to stay, rent-free, I jumped on it. But, unfortunately, what I didn't know was that the one who owned the resort was a man I owed a huge chunk of money to. All because of an accident I still believe he caused.
Ian Lockwood isn't like any other guy I've ever met. The man's devastatingly handsome, gorgeous to be exact, and his green eyes are so damn intoxicating and intense that they wretchedly became windows to my soul. But he had one ugly attitude that turned me off.
Calling Ian a jerk is an understatement. He's a straight-up asshole.
Every time we're around each other, he does and says whatever he can to get my blood to boil. And he enjoys every minute of it.
The problem I have with him is that he's an enemy. Yet whenever I'm near him, the irresistible fragrance that pours off him enhances my desires, and the area between my thighs intensively pulsates.
And if my attraction to the asshole increases, I'm afraid he'll catch on to those feelings and take advantage of it by using me to pay off my debt.
Even though Ian gets under my skin, I find myself falling for him the more bickering and bantering we do every time we're around each other. And if I can't get these uncontrollable desires of being with Ian under control, I'm afraid Ian and I will find ourselves underneath the sheets. That is if I don't see myself knocking him out of his misery before then.