Title: The Game
Series: The Game Series #1-7
Authors: LP Lovell & Stevie J. Cole
Genre: Dark Erotica
Release Date: July 6, 2017
Blurb
What would you do for one million dollars? Or rather, what wouldn’t you do? Would you play a game?
One contract. Two Guys. Three players. Four Strikes. Five rules. Six zeros. Seven days.
No safe words. No questions. Complete submission. Are you game?
One contract. Two Guys. Three players. Four Strikes. Five rules. Six zeros. Seven days.
No safe words. No questions. Complete submission. Are you game?
Oh were to even begin? This book was phenomenal, amazing! I was glad this was all 7 books into one. I don't think I could have waited to find out how this story goes.
When I first began the series, I had two thoughts. One was that this book reminds me of an old movie where the rich guy tells another just regular guy, I find your wife attractive, I'll give you a million dollars if I can sleep with her all week. Two, I thought this was another 50 Shades wanna be. I was wrong about both!
Poor Ella has nothing. I mean NOTHING! No family, no job, nowhere to stay, and no boyfriend. So when offered a million dollars to just play a game and submit, why not? What does Ella have to lose? Turns out more than what she thought. Sign the contract, submit to two drop, dead, gorgeous, guys, there are three players, four strikes and Ella is out, there are only five rules, six zeros at the end and only seven days. Sounds easy doesn't it? Then when you truly figure out the game or think you have it figured it out, it changes.
Once the contract signed though, no questions. Better get them all out before you pick up the pen. Ask a question during the game and it's a strike. Four strikes and your out! Always submit to these gorgeous men? No problem. Don't develop feelings? Umm....sounds like no problem.
Ella meets with Tobias and Preston with what you thought was a job interview but turns out it's about a game. Once she reads the papers and asks very few questions, she signs the contract. Seven days to play a game and if she wins, two million dollars, and if she doesn't, one million dollars. Sounds great doesn't it? The game isn't as easy as it seems. There are seven days, seven games, and several choices to be made.
It took me a little while to get into the book at first but when I did, I did not want to put it down. I was kept on the edge of my seat. I wondered which choice Ella would make. I wondered if Tobias and Preston were ever telling Ella the truth. Did these two ever have feelings for her? Was she truly their "Sweet Ella" or their "Little Lamb"? Will Ella make it out of this game? It's been said, no one makes it past Day 3.
4.5 Stars
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Excerpt
"It's a simple question, really,” Preston says. “What
would you do for a million dollars?"
would you do for a million dollars?"
Tobias smirks. "Or better yet, what would you not do?"
Preston glances at Tobias, then back at me. "Would you
kill someone?"
kill someone?"
"No."
Tobias laughs, spreading his arms wide. "Would you
submit yourself then? Mind." He leans forward, locking eyes with me. "Body. Soul."
submit yourself then? Mind." He leans forward, locking eyes with me. "Body. Soul."
I swallow. My heart hammers against my ribs. And I glance at the elevator, staring at the panel without buttons. “Submit…” I whisper, mentally acknowledging that I am trapped.
"Complete subservience." Preston says.
"Like a slave?" My skin crawls when I utter that word.
Tobias’s brow raises as he glances at Preston.
"Slave rather implies doing something distasteful, doesn't it?"
"Slave rather implies doing something distasteful, doesn't it?"
A slow smile pulls at Preston's lips before he looks at me.
"It does. Slavery is to be debased and degraded. Submission is to be protected." His eyes skate slowly over my body. "Coveted. Revered. Cherished."
"It does. Slavery is to be debased and degraded. Submission is to be protected." His eyes skate slowly over my body. "Coveted. Revered. Cherished."
These two men look like wolves, waiting, preying...and
although my stomach is unsettled, the allure swarming around them is nearly undeniable. They are like the forbidden fruit.
One bite may kill you, but how will you ever know until
you taste it?
although my stomach is unsettled, the allure swarming around them is nearly undeniable. They are like the forbidden fruit.
One bite may kill you, but how will you ever know until
you taste it?
"Trust me, sweetheart, you'll like it...for the most part." Preston winks.
"I'm offering you one million dollars in exchange for one week of your time," Tobias says.
"No amount of money is worth my dignity."
I go to stand, although I don’t know where I’ll go, but
Tobias grabs my wrist, subtly shaking his head.
I go to stand, although I don’t know where I’ll go, but
Tobias grabs my wrist, subtly shaking his head.
"Dignity?" he says, smirking. "And where exactly will your dignity be when you're living on the street?" My heart pounds unevenly in my chest. "We offer you a salvation not many are afforded. One million dollars for a mere seven days of your life."
His hand is still wrapped tightly around my wrist. I can't breathe. I can't move. His eyes have me pinned in place. Slowly, I sit back down.
"Sweet Ella," Preston murmurs, standing up and
walking behind me. He places his hand on my shoulder, the heat of his palm searing through me, "We know you have no money. No prospects. You're about to lose your apartment..."
walking behind me. He places his hand on my shoulder, the heat of his palm searing through me, "We know you have no money. No prospects. You're about to lose your apartment..."
My heart sits in my throat in a pounding lump. I'm frozen
with fear, and dare I say, curiosity.
with fear, and dare I say, curiosity.
"You have no family, no one to fall back on," Tobias adds.
"So tragic," Preston says, "what happened to your parents."
I shake my head, unable to form words. How do they know his? How do they know these details about my life when I know nothing about them? "I..." I grip the arms of the chair so hard, I fear my knuckles may split.
"No boyfriend. No job," Tobias says, inspecting
the cuff of his jacket as though the entire notion of my pitiful existence bores him. "You've got nothing." His eyes flick to mine, imprisoning me in their green depths. "But you are very beautiful."
the cuff of his jacket as though the entire notion of my pitiful existence bores him. "You've got nothing." His eyes flick to mine, imprisoning me in their green depths. "But you are very beautiful."
Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England.
She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and
is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologize for afterwards.
is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologize for afterwards.
Lauren is a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.
LP loves to hear from readers so please get in touch.
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Stevie J. Cole lives deep in the woods of Alabama with her husband and two precious daughters. She studied Epidemiology concentrating on cancer research but has always had a passion for writing. Some of her stories
will strip you bare, some will give you nightmares, but the one thing she can promise is that she will always give you stories that make you feel.
will strip you bare, some will give you nightmares, but the one thing she can promise is that she will always give you stories that make you feel.
Raw. Gritty. Love.
Because sometimes characters need to be flawed.
P.S. Stevie's greatest fear is the impending zombie
apocalypse. Think about it: swarming armies of decaying, oozing corpses stumbling around with clicking teeth, trying to eat your face. Nothing about that is good. NOTHING!
P.S. Stevie's greatest fear is the impending zombie
apocalypse. Think about it: swarming armies of decaying, oozing corpses stumbling around with clicking teeth, trying to eat your face. Nothing about that is good. NOTHING!
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