COVER REVEAL
BAD
REPUTATION
June 15,
2015
BAD
SITUATION (Brick's Story)
JULY 2015
BAD REPUTATION
She knows better. She just doesn’t care.
Apple Malloy is a woman scorned. Scorned by a society that has
shamed her, and scorned by the men who have claimed her. On the verge of
college graduation, Apple finds herself entangled in one last game of
manipulation, deceit and sexual corruption with her former lover, and constant
enabler, Brick Valmont.
Apple sets her sights on Jensen Moon—the enigmatic professor who
had failed her the semester prior—and vows revenge. She’ll make him fall in
love with her, and then break his heart, leaving his reputation destroyed in
the process.
Brick makes her a wager she can’t refuse.
If Apple can seduce Jensen before Brick can sleep with Tyra
Young, the beautiful, innocent daughter of a sitting U.S. Senator, then she
will emerge victorious. If she wins, she gets the satisfaction that she has
beaten him at his own game. If she loses, she must sleep with Brick one last
time before heading separate ways.
Apple is a pro at this. She knows how to maneuver men and wrap
them around her finger. She knows how to get what she wants, but Jensen tosses
an unexpected grenade into her path to victory. Soon, she realizes it is she
that might face the worst fate of all.
She falls in love.
Jensen has a power over Apple and it terrifies her. He can make
her feel things. He can make her heart race. He might be the only one capable
of saving her soul before it’s too late. But one thing is certain—nobody
escapes unscathed in this titillating story of manipulation where nothing is as
it appears.
Bad Reputation is the first book in the Bad Reputation series,
and is loosely based on the 1782 classic novel, Dangerous Liaisons.
EXCERPT 1
Apple and Brick
make a bet
I throw my arms around his neck and he steadies himself with his
hands pushed against the mattress. “Every girl on campus wants him. He’s like
the ultimate prize of every young girls fucked up daddy fantasy. I’ll be the
one to claim him.”
“Then what?”
“I’ll break his heart and destroy his reputation in the
process.”
He throws his arms around my waist and squeezes me tightly.
“You’re quite the vindictive bitch, aren’t you?”
I give him another blow against his chest, knocking him onto his
back. “You think you know me, Brick. I’ll continue surprising you while you
continue to flatline.”
“All of this for a bad grade? “ His brow furrows, as if it’s a
shocking revelation that something so small could trigger something so cruel.
“It’s not like you actually deserved anything higher than an ‘F’.”
“It’s not about the grade. It’s not even about him. It’s about
being the girl accomplishing what nobody else could.” I buck my hips and bounce
against his restrained cock. “I’ll be a legend.”
“Wait a minute,” he says and pushes me off him and to the side.
“Did you say I was flatlining?”
“I’m going to need you to keep up, Brick.”
“Nah.” He reaches down and adjusts his dick through the thin,
black fabric of boxer briefs. It’s important—apparently—to make sure your junk
is comfortable before confronting accusations about your stagnating reputation.
“You can’t just put something like that out there.”
“What are you going to do about it?”
His eyes sparkle. Nothing good can come of this. “How about a
bet?”
I roll my eyes and spin my feet of the edge of the bed. “You
have nothing that I want.”
“How about this?” He crawls to me and kneels behind my
lingerie-clad body. “You say I’m flatlining. I say I’m just taking my time.” He
curls his fingers under the strap of my bra and leans in closer. “But if I can
seduce Tyra Young, the unapproachable and untouchable daughter of Senator Young
before you can seduce and break that poor man’s heart, then you have to sleep
with me one last time before we head separate ways come graduation.”
“I’m still not seeing what’s in it for me.”
“If I win…” His mouth hovers along my neck, planting short,
tempting kisses between each word. “You still win because then you can have
this any time you want.”
I throw my hand behind his head and crane my neck to meet his
gaze. “And if I win—“
“That’s not going to happen,” he interrupts with the most
devious of smiles, the kind that could cut diamonds out of glass.
“It’s simple. If I win, you have to admit that I’m better at
this game than you.”
“That’s all?”
I raise myself off the bed and onto my feet. “In person and in
writing.” I can’t help but smile wickedly. “I’ll frame that confession for
generations to come. It’ll stand as the eighth wonder of the world displayed
next to the Mona Lisa in The Goddamn Louvre.”
“We have a deal.” He scoots to the edge of the bed, his steel
abs contracting and expanding as he throws his hand out to shake mine. “I
look forward to fucking your brains against that wall behind us.”
EXCERPT 2
Apple tries to
get close to Jensen Moon
“I’m going to come out and say it,” I say through ragged
breaths. I’m flustered and it’s taking my breath away. “I’m full of shit.” That
stops him in his tracks. His interest is officially piqued. “I don’t give a
damn about purity or Jesus or two out of the three Jonas Brothers.”
“Jonas—“
“Nick managed to escape the occult.”
“I have places to be, Apple.”
“I need your class to graduate and I know it’s unsavory to ask—“
“I’m not going to sleep with you for a retroactive A.”
That hadn’t even crossed my mind, but I’m going to add it to the
to-do list. “That’s not even close to the direction I was heading. You’re going
straight to Texas there, and I’m standing up here in freezing-cold Canada.” I
shove my hand into my pocket and swivel on my feet. “Like I said, I need your
class to graduate. And I want to graduate on time, so please don’t tell me I
have to take it in the summer.”
“You’ll have to take it in the summer.” He nods as if we’ve
reached the conclusion of our conversation and prepares to leave me standing in
the middle of the quad.
“I’ll do whatever it takes.”
He looks over
his shoulder and smiles. “We’re back to that again, huh?”
K.B. NELSON
I grew up on a farm in Ohio where
the cows were soon replaced with an entourage of cats. When I'm not writing,
you can find me doing one of two things -- getting lost on highways or getting
lost in the lives of fictional characters.
