You can’t PRY me out of Rivers Wilde. I’ve moved in and I’m STAYING. --Amelia Wilde, USA Today bestselling author
The Daredevil, an all-new must-read Rivers Wilde Novella from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Dylan Allen and 1,001 Dark Nights is available now!
From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Dylan Allen comes a new story in her Rivers Wilde series…
“I dare you to let me watch...”
It was the wickedest of propositions, made by the most devilish of men.
It doesn’t matter that Tyson Wilde has got a killer smile, wears a suit like it’s his job,
and oozes spine-tingling sex appeal. I should say no.
Because beneath the surface of that cool, disinterested exterior,
lies passion hot enough to burn. I danced too close to it once and have the scars to prove it.
So, on any other night, in any other city, and if he’d been even a fraction less mouthwatering,
I would have been able to resist.
But it’s my birthday, we’re in Paris, and it’s him.
I can’t say no.
I don’t want to say no.
And this time, no matter how right we feel together, I won’t let myself forget that when this weekend is over, we will be, too. We’re only pretending to be lovers to land a deal.
Success will mean a promotion—one I want more than anything.
At least, that’s what I thought.
Falling in love was a danger neither Tyson or I saw coming.
And it will cost one of us everything.
**Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you'll enjoy each one as much as we do.**
“I dare you to let me watch...”
It was the wickedest of propositions, made by the most devilish of men.
It doesn’t matter that Tyson Wilde has got a killer smile, wears a suit like it’s his job,
and oozes spine-tingling sex appeal. I should say no.
Because beneath the surface of that cool, disinterested exterior,
lies passion hot enough to burn. I danced too close to it once and have the scars to prove it.
So, on any other night, in any other city, and if he’d been even a fraction less mouthwatering,
I would have been able to resist.
But it’s my birthday, we’re in Paris, and it’s him.
I can’t say no.
I don’t want to say no.
And this time, no matter how right we feel together, I won’t let myself forget that when this weekend is over, we will be, too. We’re only pretending to be lovers to land a deal.
Success will mean a promotion—one I want more than anything.
At least, that’s what I thought.
Falling in love was a danger neither Tyson or I saw coming.
And it will cost one of us everything.
**Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you'll enjoy each one as much as we do.**
Grab your copy today exclusively on Amazon!
Amazon: https://amzn.to/32qG68F
Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/TheDareDevil
Add The Daredevil to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3eX1UP8
Amazon: https://amzn.to/32qG68F
Amazon Worldwide: http://mybook.to/TheDareDevil
Add The Daredevil to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3eX1UP8
Excerpt
I know she’s been going through a tough divorce, but I’ve never seen her anything other than energetic, snarky, or hyper focused at work. I don’t know what to do with an emotional crying Dina. So I do what I’d want if I was feeling bad enough to cry in front of someone. I wrap an arm around her and run a soothing hand over her back. She presses her face into my shoulder, and her hair tickles my cheek and my neck. It smells like fruit, and I want to bury my face in it.
She pulls away and saves me from embarrassing myself. “I’m sorry I cried all over you. I’m fine,” she says in a weepy, small voice.
I push her hair back from her face and smile. “It’s okay to cry. Even the strongest people need a soft place to land every once in a while.”
“It’s the alcohol, I had too much,” she protests.
“I didn’t have enough,” I confess with a wry smile.
She pats my chest as if to console me. “Well, I’m glad because if you did, who would carry me upstairs to bed?”
“This house doesn’t have stairs,” I remind her with a laugh.
“Then it’s your lucky day. This ass is as heavy as it looks.” She smiles and drops her head back onto my shoulder and closes her eyes.
“Are you asleep?” I ask after a full minute of listening to her deep breathing.
“No, I’m smelling you.”
My burst of surprised laughter jostles us both. “Smelling me?”
“Mmm-hmm, I knew you’d smell this good.”
“You’ve thought about the way I smell?” I ask, even though I shouldn’t.
“Oh, yeah, but it’s much better than my imagination.” She presses the cold tip of her nose into my neck and sniffs loudly. “I’m mad I waited so long to do this,” she says.
“How long have you been waiting?”
She lifts her head from my shirt. Her eyes are still wet but aren’t sad as she looks up into my face with a light in her eyes that I’ve never seen before. “Since the first time I saw you.”
“You’re drunk. You don’t mean it.” I laugh, but it’s thin and false. The air around us seems to thicken, and my eyes are riveted to that luscious, sweet, hot mouth of hers.
“You know I do. And I know you want me, too. I’ve seen the way you watch me.”
I push her hair back from her face and smile. “It’s okay to cry. Even the strongest people need a soft place to land every once in a while.”
“It’s the alcohol, I had too much,” she protests.
“I didn’t have enough,” I confess with a wry smile.
She pats my chest as if to console me. “Well, I’m glad because if you did, who would carry me upstairs to bed?”
“This house doesn’t have stairs,” I remind her with a laugh.
“Then it’s your lucky day. This ass is as heavy as it looks.” She smiles and drops her head back onto my shoulder and closes her eyes.
“Are you asleep?” I ask after a full minute of listening to her deep breathing.
“No, I’m smelling you.”
My burst of surprised laughter jostles us both. “Smelling me?”
“Mmm-hmm, I knew you’d smell this good.”
“You’ve thought about the way I smell?” I ask, even though I shouldn’t.
“Oh, yeah, but it’s much better than my imagination.” She presses the cold tip of her nose into my neck and sniffs loudly. “I’m mad I waited so long to do this,” she says.
“How long have you been waiting?”
She lifts her head from my shirt. Her eyes are still wet but aren’t sad as she looks up into my face with a light in her eyes that I’ve never seen before. “Since the first time I saw you.”
“You’re drunk. You don’t mean it.” I laugh, but it’s thin and false. The air around us seems to thicken, and my eyes are riveted to that luscious, sweet, hot mouth of hers.
“You know I do. And I know you want me, too. I’ve seen the way you watch me.”
MY REVIEW
Dina is going through an unpleasant divorce when she first gets a taste of Tyson Wilde. She wants more but he doesn't. Oh well, it's his loss. Now a year later, his dynamo of a mother and her big boss, teams her and Tyson up on an assignment, the fake date for a night kind of an assignment. For a couple of people who dislike each other, it will be a test. A test of their restraint, and a test of just how much they really I love the Rivers Wilde world! So was really glad when I heard more was coming. I was surprised to find out that I didn't particularly like the two Wilde characters of Tyson and his mother Tina, and found him to be kind of a douche, and Tina to overbearing and cold, but I freaking loved Dina! She's a smart af, intuitive woman who knows her worth and isn't afraid to demand she be treated the way she deserves to be treated. That she's half Vietnamese and half Senegalese is only awesome icing on her already amazing cake of a character. Unfortunately, I don't think Tyson was nearly good enough for her, but that's OK because Dina is amazing enough to make me love the whole story despite the two Wildes being less than likable for me.
About Dylan Allen
Dylan Allen is a Texas girl with a serious case of wanderlust.
A self-proclaimed happily ever junkie, she loves creating stories where her characters chase their own happy endings.
When she isn’t writing or reading, eating or cooking, she and her family are planning their next adventure.
Connect with Dylan
Facebook: http://bit.ly/2kAg2VP
Instagram: http://bit.ly/2IzZloC
GoodReads: https://bit.ly/2KNeNe7
Pinterest: http://bit.ly/2lRndJu
Twitter: http://bit.ly/2lPubP3
Book+Main: http://bit.ly/2knrUdC
Stay up to date with Dylan by joining her mailing list: http://bit.ly/2OcDm8M
For More information about 1001 Dark Nights, Visit
Facebook: https://bit.ly/37fl0uT
Instagram: https://bit.ly/2Y7uBQp
Website: https://bit.ly/2AIIr3A
Stay up to date on all 1001 Dark Nights releases, join their mailing list today! https://bit.ly/2zgxaHu
Dylan Allen is a Texas girl with a serious case of wanderlust.
A self-proclaimed happily ever junkie, she loves creating stories where her characters chase their own happy endings.
When she isn’t writing or reading, eating or cooking, she and her family are planning their next adventure.
Connect with Dylan
Facebook: http://bit.ly/2kAg2VP
Instagram: http://bit.ly/2IzZloC
GoodReads: https://bit.ly/2KNeNe7
Pinterest: http://bit.ly/2lRndJu
Twitter: http://bit.ly/2lPubP3
Book+Main: http://bit.ly/2knrUdC
Stay up to date with Dylan by joining her mailing list: http://bit.ly/2OcDm8M
For More information about 1001 Dark Nights, Visit
Facebook: https://bit.ly/37fl0uT
Instagram: https://bit.ly/2Y7uBQp
Website: https://bit.ly/2AIIr3A
Stay up to date on all 1001 Dark Nights releases, join their mailing list today! https://bit.ly/2zgxaHu
Comments
Post a Comment