Nights
My Favorite Mistake
End of Days
Neon Chaos
Worth It
Worth the Scandal
Worth the Risk
Worth the Challenge
Worth Everything
The Renaldis
Temporary Arrangement
Tempted by Her Boss
Kidnapping His Bride
Falling for Her Husband
Vegas Nights
Wicked Weekend
Print Anthologies
Midsummer Night’s Steam: Hot Summer Nights
Luck of the Draw
Playing with Fire
Tahoe Nights
Playing With Fire 2
Twist of Fate
Coming Soon:
Vegas Nights
Wild Nights
Endless Nights
What happens in Vegas…could be a fantasy come true.
Wicked Weekend
© 2014 Karen Erickson
Vegas Nights, Book 0.5
Between nursing school and starting their careers, Reagan, Andrea, and Natalie have had no time for dating. After saving up for a special vacation, they’re on their way to Vegas for a long-awaited weekend of fun, sun, gambling and partying.
When their luggage goes missing, an impromptu shopping trip leads them to James, who makes them an unusual offer—to be part of the female scenery at his boss’s upcoming party. Not just any scenery, but women who are pretty in a real way, not the nipped, tucked and dyed Hollywood version.
Accept a “private party” invitation from a complete stranger? These ladies weren’t born yesterday. Yet before “no thanks” crosses their lips, Reagan discovers who James’s boss really is: Declan Carter, an actor she’s crushed on for, well, forever. Now she’s determined to be the eye candy who catches Declan’s eye. No matter what it takes…
Warning: Epic shopping trip results in meeting hot men. It is recommended that all credit cards be placed out of reach before reading.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Wicked Weekend:
“What do you guys think?” Reagan asked as she stepped out of her dressing room. She did a little twirl, the deep red skirt of the dress she wore flaring out and almost showing them all her goods.
“Gorgeous,” James said, clapping his hands. “You girls are going to knock them all on their asses when they see you.”
“Who?” Andrea asked, turning toward him. He’d been saying a lot of stuff about mysterious men who were going to “see” them since they started shopping with him, but he was always evasive, never revealing any names or recognizable details.
He could drop all sorts of celebrity names and she’d probably not recognize them, but still. She had a feeling he might be a liar. Or, at the very least, he was a bit of an exaggerator. But he was so much fun to hang out with, she could allow a few overblown stories here and there.
“You are all talk and no action,” Natalie accused James, resting her hands on her hips as she stared up at him. Calling him out when no one else would—that was Natalie. It was rather amusing, watching her face off with a man a solid foot taller than she was. She was probably going to get a crick in her neck if she kept staring up at him like that.
“What do you mean by that?” James asked innocently.
“You say you’re the assistant to some famous actor, but you won’t say who. You keep alluding to certain people, but you never give us any firm details,” Natalie said. “I want some concrete information, James. Tell us who you work for.”
A mysterious smile curled his lips, and he slowly shook his head. “I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Are you saying you’ve kissed your employer, the famous actor?” Reagan asked, sounding shocked.
“No, no, no.” He waved his hand, dismissing Reagan’s question. “You girls are so literal. Please. Like he’d kiss me. He is so unerringly straight, which is a shame, but I deal with it since he pays me so well.”
Andrea crossed her arms in front of her chest, sending the giant price tag attached to the dress toward her line of vision. She dropped one arm and grabbed the price tag, gasping when she saw the amount. “This dress is over four hundred dollars!” Holy crap. She was in a screw it mood, but not that much.
“And worth every penny,” James said smugly. “I
My Favorite Mistake
End of Days
Neon Chaos
Worth It
Worth the Scandal
Worth the Risk
Worth the Challenge
Worth Everything
The Renaldis
Temporary Arrangement
Tempted by Her Boss
Kidnapping His Bride
Falling for Her Husband
Vegas Nights
Wicked Weekend
Print Anthologies
Midsummer Night’s Steam: Hot Summer Nights
Luck of the Draw
Playing with Fire
Tahoe Nights
Playing With Fire 2
Twist of Fate
Coming Soon:
Vegas Nights
Wild Nights
Endless Nights
What happens in Vegas…could be a fantasy come true.
Wicked Weekend
© 2014 Karen Erickson
Vegas Nights, Book 0.5
Between nursing school and starting their careers, Reagan, Andrea, and Natalie have had no time for dating. After saving up for a special vacation, they’re on their way to Vegas for a long-awaited weekend of fun, sun, gambling and partying.
When their luggage goes missing, an impromptu shopping trip leads them to James, who makes them an unusual offer—to be part of the female scenery at his boss’s upcoming party. Not just any scenery, but women who are pretty in a real way, not the nipped, tucked and dyed Hollywood version.
Accept a “private party” invitation from a complete stranger? These ladies weren’t born yesterday. Yet before “no thanks” crosses their lips, Reagan discovers who James’s boss really is: Declan Carter, an actor she’s crushed on for, well, forever. Now she’s determined to be the eye candy who catches Declan’s eye. No matter what it takes…
Warning: Epic shopping trip results in meeting hot men. It is recommended that all credit cards be placed out of reach before reading.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Wicked Weekend:
“What do you guys think?” Reagan asked as she stepped out of her dressing room. She did a little twirl, the deep red skirt of the dress she wore flaring out and almost showing them all her goods.
“Gorgeous,” James said, clapping his hands. “You girls are going to knock them all on their asses when they see you.”
“Who?” Andrea asked, turning toward him. He’d been saying a lot of stuff about mysterious men who were going to “see” them since they started shopping with him, but he was always evasive, never revealing any names or recognizable details.
He could drop all sorts of celebrity names and she’d probably not recognize them, but still. She had a feeling he might be a liar. Or, at the very least, he was a bit of an exaggerator. But he was so much fun to hang out with, she could allow a few overblown stories here and there.
“You are all talk and no action,” Natalie accused James, resting her hands on her hips as she stared up at him. Calling him out when no one else would—that was Natalie. It was rather amusing, watching her face off with a man a solid foot taller than she was. She was probably going to get a crick in her neck if she kept staring up at him like that.
“What do you mean by that?” James asked innocently.
“You say you’re the assistant to some famous actor, but you won’t say who. You keep alluding to certain people, but you never give us any firm details,” Natalie said. “I want some concrete information, James. Tell us who you work for.”
A mysterious smile curled his lips, and he slowly shook his head. “I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Are you saying you’ve kissed your employer, the famous actor?” Reagan asked, sounding shocked.
“No, no, no.” He waved his hand, dismissing Reagan’s question. “You girls are so literal. Please. Like he’d kiss me. He is so unerringly straight, which is a shame, but I deal with it since he pays me so well.”
Andrea crossed her arms in front of her chest, sending the giant price tag attached to the dress toward her line of vision. She dropped one arm and grabbed the price tag, gasping when she saw the amount. “This dress is over four hundred dollars!” Holy crap. She was in a screw it mood, but not that much.
“And worth every penny,” James said smugly. “I
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