Today, Tracy Wolff is so excited to offer a first look at her brand new
erotic serial, plus reveal the super sexy, new covers, for Tracy Wolff's Play
Me. Play Me's Aria has more than a few complicated feelings when it
comes to her sexy boss—and rescuer—Sebastian. See all the covers and
learn more about the serial!
In Play Me 1: Wild the
seductive first installment of an eBook original serial from Tracy Wolff, the
New York Times bestselling author of Ruined and Addicted, a woman
running from her past has finally found a bit of control . . . until her
powerful new boss makes her go wild.
My name is Aria Winston. I’ve
fought desperately to make my own life, away from the seedy underbelly of Las
Vegas. Now I’m on my own, in control of my own life and my own destiny . . .
just the way I like it. Until Sebastian Caine changes everything.
Play Me is an erotic serial
intended for mature audiences. Aria and Sebastian’s story continues in Play
Me 2: Hot, Play Me 3: Hard, Play Me 4: Real ,Play Me 5: Right.
All five books will be releasing
on December 2, 2014.
Learn more about, or pre-order
each book in the serial before they're all released on December 2, 2014:
Here is an excerpt from Play Me 1: Wild
Whales belong in the
ocean, not in a casino. But in my experience, more often than not, that’s
exactly where you find them. Cozied up to a poker table or a craps table or a
roulette wheel, sucking down Lagavulin and hassling every pretty girl that
walks by.
Then again, I live
in Vegas and I work at the Atlantis, currently the hottest casino on the Strip.
Where the hell else am I going to see a whale other than right here in my own
backyard?
Tonight the place is
crawling with them, rich men throwing around thousand dollar chips like confetti
and tossing back thousands of dollars’ worth of free liquor the same way. I
want to say that it’s an unusual occurrence, but the truth is, this is my life.
Has been for a while now.
It’s a different
view on this side of the casino from your typical Vegas experience, one filled
with ten thousand dollar suits and ten million dollar bets. The air fairly
crackles with the sound, the scent, the feel of money. Which translates into
much higher tips than working the regular floor does, tips I desperately need.
All I have to do to earn them is ignore the fact that the whales on this side
of the velvet ropes have much grabbier hands. And an overdeveloped sense of
entitlement.
“I need two fingers
of Lagavulin, a Belvedere and cranberry, another Nolet’s Reserve and tonic and
a shot of Patron Silver,” I tell Michael, tonight’s bartender, as I pick up a
dirty martini and a couple of mojitos made with top shelf booze.
He nods, never
breaking rhythm as he shakes a margarita in one hand and squirts Coke on top of
rum in another.
And then I’m off
again, teetering back toward the high roller tables in the four inch stilettos
my boss insists all the cocktail waitresses wear. I don’t mind them so
much—learning to walk in Louboutins and Manolos was pretty much a required
course growing up in my house—but after seven hours straight on my feet, even
my steel arches are beginning to whimper.
Which is probably
why I’m not at my most patient when Whale Number One, a Japanese businessman
who just flew in from Tokyo, rubs a suggestive hand over my ass and down my
scantily clad thigh.
I turn around and
shoot him a look, and he holds his hands up in a pretend gesture of surrender.
“Can I get you anything else?” I ask him, keeping my voice sweet and my eyes
steady. It’s my experience that guys like this have trouble keeping up the
letch act when they’re looking straight into your eyes. It’s a lesson I learned
from my mother years ago: rich men will only give you respect if you demand it.
The full series releases on December 2, 2014! More details to come
later this week! And don't forget to enter the giveaway for a chance to win a $25 giftcard
to Amazon or Barnes and Noble, plus autographed digital copies of Ruined and
Addicted!!!
About the Author:
Tracy Wolff collects books, English degrees and lipsticks and has
been known to forget where—and sometimes who—she is when immersed in a great
novel. At six she wrote her first short story—something with a rainbow and a
prince—and at seven she forayed into the wonderful world of girls lit with her
first Judy Blume novel. By ten she’d read everything in the young adult and
classics sections of her local bookstore, so in desperation her mom started her
on romance novels. And from the first page of the first book, Tracy knew she’d
found her life-long love. Now an English professor at her local community
college, she writes romances that run the gamut from contemporary to paranormal
to erotic suspense.
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