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Friday, 31 March 2017

Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige BLOG TOUR

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Dirty Filthy Rich Men, an all-new sexy, contemporary romance from NYT Bestseller Laurelin Paige is available now!!!

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Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige Genre: Contemporary Romance

From NYT Bestselling author Laurelin Paige, discover a whole new world filled with sex, love, power, romance and dirty, filthy rich men.
When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn’t know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me.
I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted—I knew who I wanted—until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.
And then what it was like to lose it.
Ten years later, I’ve found my way back. Back to their world. Back to him.
This time, I’m ready. I've been down this road before, and I know all the dirty, filthy ways Donovan will try and wreck me.
But it’s hard to resist. Especially when I know how much I’ll like it.

Excerpt:

After she was gone, I walked over to the windows and drank in the scene. The Town Center was high enough that it had an unblocked view of downtown Manhattan, Brooklyn, and beyond. Giddiness surged through me, starting like a pinprick at my center and moving out through my veins in all directions until even my fingers and toes felt warm. I was really here. I made it. It wasn’t the way I thought it would be, but in the end, it still came out of my time at Harvard. I’d always known that connections made the difference in a career, and here I was. Finally. At the top of the world, looking out. I couldn’t stop grinning. “It’s incredible, isn’t it?” a male voice came from behind me. Still smiling, I glanced up and caught his reflection in the window. And everything disappeared. The world that had buzzed below, the beautiful scene, the excitement that had unfurled through my body—all of it evaporated and all that existed in its place was a pale, hollow shell of myself and the man in the perfectly tailored suit behind me. I turned to look at him directly. Our gazes smashed together, and my legs nearly fell out from under me. “Donovan,” I rasped. It was a miracle that I managed to find enough voice to say that much. And there was so much more that had to be said. So much more that I hadn’t prepared for. Which was ridiculous since I’d talked to him so many times in my head over the years, practiced so many conversations, but never did he show up out of the blue looking so dastardly handsome in a dark gray three-piece suit, his face rugged with scruff, his eyes hazel and earnest despite the playful smirk on his lips. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I wasn’t even sure how to breathe anymore. He broke our gaze to nod out the window at the skyline, walking toward me as he said, “I’m sure you found the Empire.” Though his focus was now on the scenery, I didn’t take my eyes off him as he approached. He didn’t stop until he was right beside me. So close our shoulders would touch if I coughed. Tension ran off him like foam spilling over from a mug of beer. Good tension. Bad tension. I wasn’t sure if there was a difference when it came to Donovan. Which was why I was screwed if he was here. Why the hell was he here? “I thought you were in Tokyo.” I couldn’t stop staring at him. He’d gotten more refined with age, and rougher at the same time. His hair was short and his curls gone, giving him a polished look he lacked before. The lines by his eyes were more defined and his expression seemed harder than I’d remembered. It made him sexier. As if he was a man who needed to be sexier than the one I knew. “I came back two months ago,” he said offhandedly. “That’s it right there.” He leaned his face in close to mine as he pointed to the famous structure. “Do you see it?” Fuck if I cared about the Empire. I was in Donovan Kincaid’s orbit. What else was there in the world?



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REVIEWED BY Isa Jones


  Dirty Filthy Rich Men (Dirty Duet, #1)Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

OMG
OMG
OH
MY
GOOOOD!

Yes that is what I have to say after finishing this book. Laureling Paige, September, really??? You don't understand my fragile heart, can't take this, specially after that EPILOGUE. (stomps feet, sticks tongue out and crosses arms with a huff and a puff) LOL.

So this story, introduces us to, Sabrina, Weston King and Donovan Kincaid.
We have a chance to read the prologue in this book and in it we get to see a virginal Sabrina, who is the typical reserved girl, on a scholarship at Harvard, who secretly wishes to be in the popular circle in particular in the arms of Weston King. Weston is the typical wealthy college boy who has every woman happily jumping into his bed and who unfortunately has no idea who Sabrina is. She loves to watch him from a far and fantasise about what it will be to be one of his many conquests. One night however, she crosses paths with Weston's best friend Donovan, and although their exchange is quite weird and not what Sabrina was expecting, he later saves her from a sticky situation. After this the tables are turned and Sabrina can't seem to stop thinking about Donovan, but he is also her teacher. Just when thinks couldn't get awkward enough Weston suddenly notices her. Donovan on the other hand seems to have his own agenda. Events make Sabrina leave school and we now come to the next part of the story, fast forward 10 years and a chance encounter places Sabrina once again in Weston's and Donovan's world. One seems to want her, one seems to not want to want her and she is lost to both of them.
Laurelin submerges the reader into this web of love, lust, passion and possession. Every single scene is hotter than the next and you go from loving some characters, to hating some characters, but ultimately you love the whole story and you get hooked and pulled into it.

I can't wait to read the next book. I WANT IT NOW!!

ARC provided in exchange of an honest review.

5 DIRTY STARS
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About the Author:

USA Today and New York Times Bestselling Author Laurelin Paige is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.

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