REBEL
BALLSY BOOK 1
K.M. NEUHOLD & NORA PHOENIX
M/M ROMANCE
RELEASE DATE: 01.31.18
COVER DESIGN:
K.M. NEUHOLD
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"I don't do
relationships, I break them." ~ Troy
If there’s one
thing life has taught me it’s that everyone eventually leaves. But that's okay
because I have a strategy: no friends, no boyfriends, limit repeat hook-ups, no
sleep overs, and above all leave them before they leave me. I’ve put my
break-up skills to work doing others’ dirty work for them.
The last thing I
expected when I agreed to do an embarrassing breakup song and dance was to end
up on the doorstep of the very recognizable—and stupidly sexy—Rebel. When you
meet a man like Rebel you'd be insane not to make a move. And just because he
has me tossing out every single one of my rules doesn't mean I'm in trouble,
right?
“I’m everyone’s
friend, but no one’s everything.” ~ Rebel
I love working
for Ballsy Boys, but when you make the kind of videos I do relationships are
pretty damn impossible. Besides, guys find me sexy and want to either be with
me or be me, but no one has ever cared enough to see the real me.
Until I meet
Troy. He has no problem whatsoever with my job, but he’s determined to keep me
at a distance. For the first time, a hook-up alone is not enough. I want more
with him. Hell, I want everything. But he resists at every step until I’m about
ready to give up. What do I need to do to show him that this is real and worth
fighting for?
***Rebel is the
first book in the Ballsy Boys Series and is a super sexy MM romance with plenty
of good times. While this book and this series do contain some instances of sex
outside of the main relationships, they DO NOT contain cheating.
EXCERPT
“You really don’t have to come up. I have a shitty little
apartment. It’s nothing like your place,” I tell Rebel. “Plus, I’m obviously
not up for fooling around.”
“I don’t give a shit.”
I scoff and shake my head but don’t argue further. If we keep
hanging out without fucking around, what does that make us? Friends? Something
else?
In my apartment, I cringe inwardly, imagining what Rebel must be
thinking as he steps into the one room that holds my whole life. Usually when
I have a guy in here, we’re too busy getting naked for me to worry what they
think of my living space. And, beyond that, I can’t imagine I’d care what any
of those randoms think anyway.
“If you don’t have tea, how about I make you some soup or
something?”
“Why are you doing this?” I eye him skeptically.
“What? Do you want something more substantial? I can make a
sandwich.”
“No, I mean why are you being so nice?”
Rebel’s eyebrows furrow, and the corners of his lips tug down in a
frown. There’s a sharp sadness in his striking blue eyes that makes me want to
shove him away or crawl into bed and hide for a week, anything to get away from
the pity.
“We’re friends, right?” Rebel asks.
“You’ve had your dick in both my mouth and my ass.”
“So...best friends?”
I want to laugh, but the pain meds are starting to wear off, and
my nose is starting to throb. “I’m not usually friends with guys I fuck around with,” I
explain for what I feel like is the hundredth time since meeting Rebel.
“Then who are you usually friends with?”
My mouth opens and closes like a dumbass fish. I’m not sure if he
was trying to throw shade, but damn if he didn’t get me. “I don’t
have friends,” I finally admit with a little bite in my tone. I don’t want
friends, and I don’t need friends.
“We’re friends; deal with it. Now, soup?” He skirts around me into
my kitchen, leaving me at a loss for words. “Why don’t you lay down on the
couch and find something for us to watch? I’ll bring you some food, and we’ll
get a dose of the painkillers the ER prescribed into you, and you can sleep
through the worst of the pain.”
I almost ask again why he’s doing this, but decide that whatever
his motivation, it feels nice to be taken care of for a change. I settle
onto the couch and put on the second season of Stranger Things.
It’s not long before Rebel brings me a bowl of soup, a second dose
of the painkillers, and a glass of water.
“Thank you.”
When she was a
little tot, Nora’s mom got a library subscription for her. That, as they say,
was that, and a lifelong love for books was born. Nora never stopped reading
and doesn’t exaggerate when she says she devours books, rather than plain reads
them. She started writing stories as soon as she could hold a pen, and wrote
her first full book as a teen (on a typewriter!). It took her waaaay too long
to follow her dream to become a romance author.
Nora writes M/M
romance, because hello, sexy boys, and likes her men flawed, strong, and a tad
broken. She appreciates a little kink, but insists on a happy ever after.
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