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Wednesday, 4 November 2015

☀ Still a Bad Boy: Still a Bad Boy [1] - Ada Scott

Thank you for joining us on the Virtual Book Tour for Still a Bad Boy, a New Adult Romantic Suspense by (, Bad Boy Romance Press, 204 pages).

This is the first book in the Still a Bad Boy series.

PREVIEW: Check out the book's synopsis and excerpt below.

Author Ada Scott will be awarding a one digital copy of Still a Bad Boy to our readers, as well as seven Amazon Gift Cards (1x $15, 1x $10, 5x $5) to randomly drawn winners via Rafflecopter during the tour.


Synopsis | Teaser | About the Author | Giveaway & Tour Stops

Synopsis

I can’t get him out of my mind, and I can’t keep myself out of his bed


Kendall

      He wasn’t supposed to notice me. Jace Barlow: the most powerful man in the city. Mysterious, scarred, pure muscle and tattoos.
      He was my first. That didn’t stop him from pinning me against a wall, using me for his own pleasure until I screamed his name.
      Now my boss thinks I’m getting the scoop of the century, but all Jace is giving me is orgasm after leg-quivering orgasm. When he puts his hand on my throat and growls in my ear…
      “You are mine.”
      I know it’s true.
      I’ve fallen hard and I’ve never felt safer…
      Until I see him kill somebody.

Jace
      I dedicated my life to taking down the Picolli Crime Family from the inside. I made a name for myself, the mafia’s most brutal enforcer. I worked my way up the chain, and my revenge came. A righteous bloodbath.
      Then I took their place so they could never come back.
      Nothing else has ever mattered. Until Kendall.
      She was an innocent girl for me to defile, and then leave her ruined for other men like all the rest. But she makes me so hard I ache for release, and for the first time in my life, I want to have her again.
      Kendall’s the chink in my armor my enemies have been looking for.
      I don’t care.
      She is mine and I’ll die before I give her up.

Teaser: Excerpt

     After a brief hurricane of panic from everybody back in the office, I spent the entire afternoon on a computer researching Jace Barlow, determined to make part two of my interview infinitely less embarrassing than part one. I’d known he was secretive, but I didn’t realize just how little of his life had made it on to the internet.
     Mr. Kinsley sent me some lines of questioning the brain-trust back in the office thought would be important to go through, but not until after trying to replace me at the dinner with a more experienced reporter. Barlow’s people shot that idea down.
     This was my big chance, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity to show them what I could do. Everybody at The Weekly Enquirer, my family, everybody back home who thought I would live and die in Woodville, I’d show them all.
     I couldn’t afford the kinds of things that most people who dined at Luc Monette’s wore, but I dressed up as well as I was able to. Even so, when I arrived early, the woman behind the counter looked down her nose at me until I said I was here to meet Jace Barlow.
     After that, I was royalty as far as she was concerned. She even brought me a complimentary glass of wine while I waited.
     It wasn’t easy to keep a level head. This was as exclusive a restaurant as existed anywhere in the city, the whole country even. Everywhere I looked, I saw faces I recognized from the news, from the magazines, even from the paper I worked for.
     The instant he walked in the room, he caught my eye. He had so much presence it was like the universe revolved around him, the complete opposite to me.
     It didn’t take him long to spot me either, as if I drew his eyes as much as he drew mine. He headed straight for me and I had this image of him picking me up and carrying me off into the sunset.
     There I went again. What was it about him that made me forget who I was?
     “Mr. Barlow.” I began to stand.
     He held out his hand, halting me, before he sat down on the opposite side of the table. “Please. Just call me Jace for tonight.”
     “Oh. OK. You can call me Kendall too.”
     “A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”
     I glanced down at my glass of wine for a second, fighting off the shy blush that seemed to blossom anyway whenever he looked at me. Lines like that didn’t help my predicament.
     Eventually, I managed to raise my eyes to his with a goofy smile on my face. “Thank you.”
     “Have you ordered?” he asked.
     “No, I was waiting for you.”
     “Well, now you’ve got me, what are you going to do with me?”
     It was an innocent question, but the way he said it and the look on his face gave me the impression that he was implying something. I didn’t know if it was just my imagination running wild again, not out of the question when I was around him, or if I was getting hit on by a multi-millionaire.

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A former office drone, a former nurse, I now spend every waking moment doing what I love, creating and publishing these steamy stories about bad boys from the mafia, motorcycle clubs, and mma that make me, and hopefully you, weak at the knees! Anywhere a bad boy can be found, I'll be there taking notes and making it even sexier :)

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