Showing posts with label Elle Nicoll. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 13, 2021

Drawn to Mr. King (Men, #3) by Elle Nicoll




Title: Drawn to Mr. King
Series: Men #3
Author: Elle Nicoll
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Abigail Davies,
Pink Elephant Designs
Release Date: November 8, 2021


BLURB

Jaxon King is a work of art—beautiful, unique… priceless.
I meet him when he admires my artwork at a hotel opening.
He’s older, sophisticated… a gentleman.
At least he is with his clothes on.
Out of them… well, that’s a masterpiece in itself.
But even a connection as strong as ours means nothing once the champagne wears off.
A promise to call me.
Then… nothing.
When he turns up as my new boss on the biggest project of my career, I try my hardest to turn the page and leave him in the past.
Only, he isn’t a memory I can simply erase.
No matter how hard I try.
We have this pull to one another… two colours that merge and create something heavenly.
But he screws up the paper and leaves me crumpled… torn.
Maybe it’s all an illusion and I should erase him from my heart once and for all?
If only we could draw our own path through life.
Start over.
But it’s never as simple as erasing the past, not when you’re drawn to Mr. King.







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EXCERPT

“Thank you, everyone.” Phil rubs his hands together as he stands at the head of the table. “So, I bet you’re all really excited to know what the big secret is?” He grins at the table as twenty blank face stare back at him. “Right, well. The wait is over.” He waves his hands in front of him and a memory of a ‘Friends’ episode with jazz hands pops into my mind. Someone coughs and Phil clears his throat, loosening his tie before continuing. “So, it seems they have chosen us as the company to work on the new children’s book series, White Fire.
There’s a split-second pause as his words take effect, then excited chatter erupts around the table. Phil looks pleased with himself, a grin spreading from ear to ear as the overhead light shines on his bald head, illuminating it like a bulb. I wonder if he applies lotion to it, to make it shine like that.
“I thought he was going to tell us he was changing the coffee brand in the kitchen. This is actually big news.” Lydia grins at me, her eyes bright.
I remove my gaze from Phil’s head. “Yeah, I’ll say. This is incredible, Lyds.”
White Fire has been the most anticipated book series release since… I don’t even know when. It’s a children’s series based around a magic, alternate world, and time travel. I never imagined our company getting the contract. Sure, we’re good and have talented designers. But we are small compared to some London giants. This is a huge deal.
Phil claps his hands to get everyone’s attention. “Now, I know you’re all very excited. This is an enormous project, and it will involve you all. The reason for this meeting is to announce the news to you, and to introduce you to the company we will work closely alongside.” He looks over towards the door as it opens. “So, I’m very pleased to introduce you to some of the team from King Publishing.” He holds up an arm like an assistant on a gameshow giving the ‘ta-dah!’ moment, as a woman and two men enter the room.
She’s smiling, and first impressions tell me she will be approachable. The first guy looks nice enough too, giving a small wave as he comes in. But it’s the last man that catches my attention. My body seems to know what’s happening before my mind has a chance to catch up, judging by the way all the small hairs on the back of my neck have stood up.
My eyes lock on him as he walks in and stands with the other two at the front of the room. He’s cool and unhurried, in his designer wool suit. He smiles and nods an acknowledgement to each person around the room. His dark hair with a touch of silver, catches the light as his deep grey eyes land on me. If he’s surprised, then he doesn’t show it. He holds my gaze and lifts a hand to his chin, rubbing his thumb across his lower lip as though deep in thought. The action only makes my eyes drop to his mouth and I swallow as I cross my legs and press my thighs together, willing the pulsing between them to stop.
“Who’s the fox?” Lydia whispers behind her hand.
I stare back into those eyes as Phil goes through the introductions. It seems the fox at the front of the room—still staring at me intently, his grey eyes burning into my skin—is Jaxon King, head of King Publishing.
Well, knock me over with a feather.
The man who, one month ago, gave me the best mind-blowing sex of my life.
All. Night. Long.
Jaxon King… who’s still watching me with those gorgeous stormy eyes.
The man who, the next morning, promised to call during the week to take me for dinner, telling me he had never had a night like ours in his entire life.
Still staring… and, God, his lips are as delicious as I remember.
Also, the man who never called.
Ever.
He is still sex on legs, though.
Pig.






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AUTHOR BIO


Elle Nicoll is a British, ex long-haul flight attendant and mum of two.

She writes sweet, but dirty, contemporary romance novels, all based around love.

Not all the men she writes will be rich alphas. Not all the women will be sassy. Just like we are all different, they will be too.

But she hopes they will feel real. Flawed, insecure, broken maybe. But also warm, considerate and loyal. Any elements that you think of when you consider the people you know.

Because no one is perfect.

When Elle isn't writing or falling for another new book boyfriend she is trying to look like a parent who knows what they're actually doing. That, or staring at the sky day-dreaming and running another book idea by her husband, who has perfected his 'listening with interest' face.

It means the world to Elle that you're considering reading her stories, and she loves to hear from readers.




Tuesday, August 10, 2021

Discovering Mr. X (Men, #2) by Elle Nicoll




Title: Discovering Mr. X
Series: Men #2
Author: Elle Nicoll
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 10, 2021


BLURB

Whoever said money can’t buy happiness has never sold their worn panties.

Selling every pair to an anonymous buyer whilst working as a long-haul flight attendant means my lifelong dream is in reach.
A home to call my own.
It’s so close I can almost feel that front door key in my hand.
Until a giant ego in an overpriced suit steals that dream.
He’s smug, cocky, infuriating…
everything I hate.
I do what I must.
I declare war.
But no one ever truly wins on the battlefield.
There will be casualties.
He believes he has me.
I think I know him.
We are both wrong.

It soon becomes clear that discovering who we are to each other isn’t as straightforward as X marks the spot.







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EXCERPT

I don’t know how long we’ve been dancing before I become aware of eyes on me. I can feel their heat burning my skin. I spin as I dance next to Megan, searching for where they’re coming from.
That’s when I see him.
Dark eyes burning into my skin, his hand running through his dark, wavy hair.
Mr. Wanker from the auction.
Oh hell, you picked the wrong club tonight, asshole.
Megan’s eyes follow mine to see what I’m looking at. When she sees, they widen and come back to my face.
“Rachel… don’t.”
But I’m already striding off the dancefloor towards him. His smug face is still watching me, his eyes never leaving mine.
He’s asking for it.
Game on, Wanker.
He stands up as I reach the booth he’s in with his friends. A look of amusement plays across his face—an exceptionally smooth, masculine face complete with dark, chocolate-colored eyes. I watch him run a hand through his dark, wavy hair again. I scowl as I give him a quick glance over. Designer shoes and jeans, smart shirt rolled up at the sleeves, expensive watch. Yep, he’s definitely some kind of smarmy property tycoon with more money than morals.
Now I’m right in front of him. He towers over me in height, despite my heels. I can feel my anger rising in my chest. This guy, this stupid, selfish moron, stole my house from me! I’m literally shaking with rage as I glare at him, and he’s not even flustered.
“You!” I hiss through gritted teeth as I glare up at him.






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AUTHOR BIO


Elle Nicoll is a British, ex long-haul flight attendant and mum of two.

She writes sweet, but dirty, contemporary romance novels, all based around love.

Not all the men she writes will be rich alphas. Not all the women will be sassy. Just like we are all different, they will be too.

But she hopes they will feel real. Flawed, insecure, broken maybe. But also warm, considerate and loyal. Any elements that you think of when you consider the people you know.

Because no one is perfect.

When Elle isn't writing or falling for another new book boyfriend she is trying to look like a parent who knows what they're actually doing. That, or staring at the sky day-dreaming and running another book idea by her husband, who has perfected his 'listening with interest' face.

It means the world to Elle that you're considering reading her stories, and she loves to hear from readers.




Friday, July 16, 2021

Discovering Mr. X (Men, #2) by Elle Nicoll




Title: Discovering Mr. X
Series: Men #2
Author: Elle Nicoll
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Abigail Davies
Pink Elephant Designs
Release Date: August 10, 2021


BLURB

Whoever said money can’t buy happiness has never sold their worn panties.

Selling every pair to an anonymous buyer whilst working as a long-haul flight attendant means my lifelong dream is in reach.
A home to call my own.
It’s so close I can almost feel that front door key in my hand.
Until a giant ego in an overpriced suit steals that dream.
He’s smug, cocky, infuriating…
everything I hate.
I do what I must.
I declare war.
But no one ever truly wins on the battlefield.
There will be casualties.
He believes he has me.
I think I know him.
We are both wrong.

It soon becomes clear that discovering who we are to each other isn’t as straightforward as X marks the spot.







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EXCERPT

We move along to the head of the line. “One cappuccino and a double shot caramel latte, please,” I say to the woman behind the counter as I reach over to the payment machine, ready to tap my card.
“Let me get those,” a deep voice cuts in. A hand reaches forward, giving a note to the woman behind the counter. “Keep the change.” She blushes as she takes it. If I didn’t recognize the voice, then the Rolex watch on his wrist would give it away. I turn around and stare straight into the dark, glinting eyes of Tanner as he removes his sunglasses.
“We can buy our own coffee, you know,” I say. It comes out harder than I intended it to, but Tanner doesn’t flinch.
“Or you could just say thank you,” he says, studying my face with a smirk. God, I want to slap it off his face. I bet he thinks I’m happy to see him. The fact I haven’t called or text him since that night together should tell him I’m not.
“Thank you.” Megan smiles, looking up at him. I scowl at her quickly. Traitor.
“You’re very welcome, Megan.” He grins at her before turning his gaze back to mine, one eyebrow raised as though he finds something amusing. I will the woman behind the counter to hurry with our drinks so we can get out of here.
“What are you doing here, anyway? I’m fairly sure there are no fancy, smug apartment complexes around here like the one you must live in.”
Despite being used to my bluntness, I see Megan glance between us warily.
“Early business meeting,” he says smoothly, unaffected by my tone. I look down and swallow hard as I take in his charcoal grey suit, white shirt, and deep red tie.
He wears it well, very well.
“Well, got to be going,” he says as he runs his hand through his dark, wavy hair. Hair that I held in my fists as he fucked me with his tongue just days ago. I shake the thought from my head as I frown at him. His eyes flash darkly, “You going to thank me for your coffee, Snow?” He rolls the last word off of his lips purposefully so that I look at them, once again reminded of just how skilled his mouth is.
“No,” I say childishly, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Too bad,” he says as he plucks my takeaway cup off the counter and takes a sip. “Mmm, caramel latte. Not had one of these in a while.” He winks at me as he walks off with it in his hand.
“Nice to see you again, Megan. Oh, and happy key day!” he calls over his shoulder as he walks off.
“Rach, did he just…?”
“Yes,” I reply, “he just signed his own death wish.”






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AUTHOR BIO


Elle Nicoll is a British, ex long-haul flight attendant and mum of two.

She writes sweet, but dirty, contemporary romance novels, all based around love.

Not all the men she writes will be rich alphas. Not all the women will be sassy. Just like we are all different, they will be too.

But she hopes they will feel real. Flawed, insecure, broken maybe. But also warm, considerate and loyal. Any elements that you think of when you consider the people you know.

Because no one is perfect.

When Elle isn't writing or falling for another new book boyfriend she is trying to look like a parent who knows what they're actually doing. That, or staring at the sky day-dreaming and running another book idea by her husband, who has perfected his 'listening with interest' face.

It means the world to Elle that you're considering reading her stories, and she loves to hear from readers.




Thursday, May 27, 2021

Meeting Mr. Anderson by Elle Nicoll




Title: Meeting Mr. Anderson
Author: Elle Nicoll
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 27, 2021


BLURB

Some people go to Hollywood to chase their dream.

My Hollywood dream is in seat 4A.

After the stunt my ex pulled, no one would blame me if I swore off men forever, especially one like Mr Jay Anderson, Hollywood’s sexiest heartthrob. Maybe undressing me with his striking blue eyes as I perform the safety demonstration on a flight to LA is normal behaviour for him.

Maybe not.

But I know one thing for sure, he should come with a warning label. Because once you meet a man like Jay Anderson, there is no going back.

With his dirty blonde hair and those eyes; he’s a beautiful, X-rated fairy-tale. But beauty is a magnificent smokescreen. And a fairy-tale is just that… a tale.

It’s never as simple as happily ever after,
not when you’re meeting Mr Anderson.







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EXCERPT

Jay Anderson.
He looks even better than I remember. He’s wearing smart dark-gray trousers, brown shoes and belt, and a white shirt, open at the neck with the sleeves rolled up his forearms. An expensive-looking watch glints under the studio lights on his wrist. He’s waving to the audience and smiling, his perfect white teeth dazzling us. His dark-sandy hair is just the perfect length. It looks effortlessly styled, like he just wakes up like that. He shakes Patrick’s hand, and they have a man hug, patting each other on the back like old friends before he sits down next to Anya Katiss, kissing her hello on the cheek. She seems to slide ever so slightly closer to Jay as he sits down. Or maybe I’m imagining it.
“Thank you for coming, Jay. I think it’s safe to say we’ve got some fans of yours in the audience tonight,” says Patrick.
A woman calls out, “I love you, Jay!” and holds up a sign, with what I presume is her phone number written on it.
He smiles and his eyes crinkle at the corners. “Thank you for having me, Patrick.”
There’s that deep, dreamy voice again. I swallow as I sit glued to my seat, watching him.
“Now let’s start with your show, Steel Force,” says Patrick. “You’ve been the lead character on the show for two seasons now and it’s just been renewed for a third.”
“Yes, that’s right. We’ve got a couple of months break from filming now, before we’re back at it.”
“So, what have you got planned for the next two months?” asks Patrick.
“I want to take some time to see my family, and I’ve got some projects I’m working on.”
“Any special friends in the picture?” Patrick asks with a cheeky smile. “Come on, you can tell your friend, Patrick,” he jokes.
Jay smiles and looks down at his shoes. “I will know her when I meet her,” he says, his voice soft.
Anya Katiss uncrosses and recrosses her legs on the sofa. She must feel it too, his undeniable sex appeal. Sitting that close to him and not being able to jump into his lap must be torture.
Patrick continues the interview, and they talk about upcoming movie roles and the superhero trilogy rumor. Jay is charming but gives nothing away. Then Patrick gets up and takes a handheld microphone from one of the stage assistants.
“Okay, ladies and gentlemen, it’s now time for you, the audience, to ask the questions.” He bounds up the stairs in between the seats and looks around at the eager hands which have flown up into the air. He holds his microphone out to the lady wearing the ‘I love Jay’ T-shirt, who grabs it in both hands.
“My question is for Jay,” she says. “How would you describe your perfect woman?”
Jay looks up at her. “Well, I like someone to be honest and upfront,” he says, gesturing to her T-shirt. The audience chuckles. “Someone who can make me laugh and challenge me to look at things differently. A best friend, I guess,” he says with what I detect is a hint of sadness.
I’m still pondering this when Matt elbows me hard in the ribs.
“Ow, what did you do that for?” I say as I turn to him, but my annoyance turns to sheer terror when I see Patrick Howard grinning at me with his microphone thrust under my chin.
“Your name, my darling?” he says, amused at my reaction.
“Er, Holly.” I gulp.
“Well, lovely Holly, do you have a question for Jay?” he asks.
There is silence as the whole studio waits to see what I am going to say.
“Um,” I squeak.
Shit, I need to think of a clever question and fast. My face is getting hot and I’m pretty sure if my heart beats any harder I could start a band.
“Do you have any pets?” I blurt out.
There’s a disgruntled mumble from some members of the audience, disappointed that I didn’t use my chance to ask him more about his ideal woman or even what he likes in bed. Jay, however, looks happy at the change in subject.
“Holly,” he says in his beautiful, deep voice that makes my insides melt. “No, I don’t have any pets. However, I find animals fascinating. I saw an interesting program recently on rainforest birds.” His eyes hold mine and an amused smile plays on his lips as he runs his hand over his jaw.
“Lovely,” I manage, wishing aliens would abduct me now so I could escape the mortification of my lame question. Patrick moves on and I take a deep breath. Jay is still watching me with the same amused expression. He must think I’m such a loser.






AUTHOR BIO


Elle Nicoll is a British, ex long-haul flight attendant and mum of two.

She writes sweet, but dirty, contemporary romance novels, all based around love.

Not all the men she writes will be rich alphas. Not all the women will be sassy. Just like we are all different, they will be too.

But she hopes they will feel real. Flawed, insecure, broken maybe. But also warm, considerate and loyal. Any elements that you think of when you consider the people you know.

Because no one is perfect.

When Elle isn't writing or falling for another new book boyfriend she is trying to look like a parent who knows what they're actually doing. That, or staring at the sky day-dreaming and running another book idea by her husband, who has perfected his 'listening with interest' face.

It means the world to Elle that you're considering reading her stories, and she loves to hear from readers.




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