The Manhattan Series - Book Tour with Excerpt and Giveaway

​Once upon a time,
In a city not so far away,
There lived a girl who was in love with her brother's best friend.
Years later, their paths crossed again.
But he wasn't the same man she once knew.
Jaded by the world, he decided to use her as his pawn in a plan for revenge…
 
British businessman, Mason Woodward, seems to have everything going for him. He’s handsome, wealthy, and knows how to get what he wants. His best friend, Travis, was like a brother to him, until the day he found him in bed with his girlfriend. Now, Mason has a plan for payback that involves Travis’ younger sister, Jillian.
 
"The plan seemed simple. I'd use her every which way, and then send her back to her brother with a clear message: You had your fun, and I had mine."
 
Little did I know that I'd end up falling for her…
 
The Manhattan Series includes all three books in the set.
Book 1: His Pawn
Book 2: Queen In Play
Book 3: End Game

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​“What are you going to watch?” I asked, trying to maintain a calm demeanor.

“I don’t know,” she sighed and then smiled at me as I sat down on the other end of the sofa. Her legs were stretched out across the leather, but there was still plenty of room.

“I never tried Netflix,” I commented. “Come to think of it, I don’t ever use this TV.”

She looked at me and grinned. “Well, there’s a first time for everything.”

I watched her scroll through the titles, more fixated on her than the selections on the screen. I watched her face; the light had returned in her large, dark eyes, which were the prettiest eyes I’d ever seen, truly. Her chest heaved up and down lightly beneath her sweatshirt, and then she suddenly sat up and grinned broadly as she selected a title. I didn’t even know what she chose. I wasn’t paying attention. The words of my cousin haunted me, and I struggled to push them away as I watched Jillian. I’d all but forgotten the frustrations of the day when I laid eyes on her.

I finally looked at the screen and quirked an eyebrow at her. “Pretty Woman?” I knew what she was getting at with this title.

“Sure, why not?” She asked, trying to remain casual, but she was such a bad actress and I saw the glint in her eyes as she looked up at me. Then she switched out of the movie and returned to the main menu.

“Alright, that was a bad attempt at a joke,” she giggled as she lay back with her head on the armrest of the sofa.

I smirked, but then she began rubbing her bare foot on my arm playfully. I looked down at her and saw the teasing smirk on her face. I wrapped my hand around her ankle and gripped it firmly. Her face suddenly fell, noting the warning look on my face.

“I warned you not to test me, Ms. Pryor,” I stated calmly.

I watched her breathing hitch as she looked up at me. Then I snickered and brushed my forefinger down the sole of her foot. She flinched, giggling.

I arched a brow. “Oh, ticklish there, are you?” I brushed two fingers around the sole and she flailed more, hysterical.

“No, Mason. Stop. Please!” She continued her hysterical laughter as she tried to yank her foot from my grasp, but it was no use. My cock hardened at the sight of her thrashing body.

“Where else are you sensitive, Ms. Pryor?” I asked, grabbing her other foot. She responded in a fit of giggles, writhing, trying to yank her foot away. I leaned closer, trailing my fingers up her leg while my other hand kept her left ankle bound in my grip.

“What about…here?” I asked, slipping my hand beneath her sweatshirt. I felt the smooth, warm silk of her skin. My fingers lightly caressed her soft stomach and she gave another burst of giggles.

“Mason, really. Stop, please,” She giggled, trying to turn away from me, but my vice-like grip on her ankle kept her where I wanted her. She squealed and whimpered, and now I was aching beneath my pants.

Finally, I stopped my torment and she looked up at me, breathing heavily. Her eyes shone, still laughing softly as she looked up at me.

“You’re wicked,” she said, trying to glare, but her eyes still radiated.

“You have absolutely no idea, sweet pea.” I knew my smile was wolfish.

​Willa Thorne is the author of the sexy and steamy Manhattan Series & the standalone romance, CLOSED HEART, which just released in February of 2016. For those of you who aren’t familiar with her work, She writes sensual, contemporary romance stories which are filled with emotion, secrets and twists.
She is originally from New Jersey, and currently lives in Southern Connecticut with her husband and rescue pup.

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