Travis King is the worst kind of asshole.
He taunts me for being a good girl and mocks my high standards.
He’s cruel, crass, and has enough confidence to last two lifetimes.
And I hate him.
It wouldn’t matter so much if he were avoidable.
But considering he’s my older brother’s best friend and roommate, I see him more than I’d ever want to.
His sculpted abs and gorgeous eyes are wasted on such an arrogant man, which makes me hate him even more.
Even though I’ve had a crush on him since I was ten, the feelings weren’t mutual and he’s made that very clear.
He’s always loved getting under my skin and one night against my better judgment, I let him in my bed.
I’ve succumbed to his manwhore ways, but that doesn’t change a thing.
Because the King is about to get played at his own game—and lose.
4.5 ‘My Princess’ Stars!
(ARC provided by authors)
Viola Fisher met Travis King when she was ten years old & his family moved to California & across the street from her house. He is a couple years older than Viola, & becomes best friends with her older brother Drew. Viola & Travis also quickly become very close friends & he always makes her feel special until something happens that makes her crush turn to hatred. The boy that she loved to talk to for hours suddenly makes her feel rejected & it messes with her self-esteem. He goes from her Prince Charming to her enemy. Their relationship changed that summer & has never been the same.
Through the years she hates him even more. He is now a man who is a cocky, arrogant womanizer. A total player who tries to get under her skin at every opportunity. He’s her brother’s roommate, so she has to see him more often than she’d like. She thinks he’s a disgusting manwhore & loathes the sight of him. At least that’s what she tries to tell herself. He’s crude, confident & sinfully gorgeous, and she can’t control how her body desperately wants him.
They constantly clash & try to get each other all worked up trying to one-up one another. Travis is always taunting her for being an innocent good girl. Making fun of how proper & perfect she is. She’s annoyingly smart, thinks she’s never wrong, & he feels she’s forever judging him.
Viola is a college student in her last year. She is about to be on her two-week spring break & needs to stay with her brother. She plans to avoid Travis the best she can, but when her brother goes out of town they are left alone. As they play their stupid, childish games, the sexual tension builds until they can’t fight it anymore. Travis knows as Drew’s little sister, Viola is forbidden, but he can’t help himself. The temptation is too strong, & soon they are addicted to one another and enjoying hot dirty hate sex.
-The first time I met Travis, my ten-year-old heart told me I’d met the person I’d spend the rest of my life with.
-For some only-God-knows-why reason, my heart only beats for one man. My pulse only increases when he walks into the room. My cheeks flush and my body hums when he looks at me. I feel the blood in my veins as my skin heats from his very existence. He’s the epitome of perfection. …Too bad a decade later, he’s a complete asshole. Travis King.
-He’s a fucking devil and gorgeous god all in one, and he knows it, too.
-No matter how much I hate him, there’s an undeniable chemical connection.
Can Travis & Viola work their past out and admit their true feelings for one another? This story ends on a major cliffy that left me dying for the next book! I also would love a book for Viola’s delicious brother Drew. Still no clue who the Kennedy Fox authors are, but they are a hit duo. Can’t wait to read more from these fabulous authors! I’m hooked! :))
-“You can lie to me all damn day, but your body will always give you away, princess.”
-She’s smart as much as she is feisty, and hell if that isn’t hot as sin. My thoughts are plagued by her.
-She’s absolutely breathtaking.
-Viola Fisher may be off limits, but that doesn’t stop the way my mind and body react to her. As much as I love to drive her insane, I can’t deny the way she’s always made me feel, even when we were kids who knew nothing about love at all.