“I devoured every delicious word. Absolutely unforgettable.”
—Ava Harrison, USA Today bestselling author
Devious Lies, an all-new intense, slow-burn romance from USA Today
bestselling author Parker S. Huntington, is available now!
“She could enjoy her pretty, perfect world a little longer. Soon enough, everything
she owned would be mine.”
I had a plan to escape the friend zone.
Step one: sneak into Reed’s room.
Step two: sleep with him.
But when the lights turned on, it wasn’t familiar blue eyes I saw.
These were dark, angry, and full of demons.
And they belonged to Reed’s much older brother.
Four years later, Nash Prescott is no longer the help’s angry son.
I’m no longer the town’s prized princess.
At twenty-two, I’m broke, in need of a job.
At thirty-two, he’s a billionaire, in need of revenge.
Who cares if my family ruined his?
Who cares if he looks at me with pure loathing?
Who cares if every task he assigns me is designed to torture?
I need the money.
Simple as that.
I’ll suffer his cruelty in silence, knowing there’s one thing he wants more than revenge…
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I blinked away the post-orgasm haze as the light flickered on. When my sight
cleared and I finally got a look at him, I froze. Shock bulldozed into my body, nearly
pushing me back had I not been gripping his flesh.
Black spots scattered across my vision, and for a second, I thought I’d faint—and
it would still be less mortifying than this.
Anything would be less mortifying than this.
It was almost too much to process.
To make it worse, he was still inside me.
This wasn’t Reed Prescott.
This was a six-foot-two, hazel-eyed Adonis with short black hair and bedroom
eyes that made you picture him naked if you looked long enough. Only he was actually
naked and, I repeat, still. Inside. Me.
Reed’s older brother.
His nearly thirty-year-old brother.
“You’re soaking my brother’s bed,” Nash remarked as he leaned back against his
pillow and took in the sight of me. He looked annoyed, liked I was a pest who had
royally fucked up his weekend plans.
“You—I—What—” I floundered, my mouth opening and closing like a fish.
You slept with Nash Prescott.
Nash Fucking Prescott.
And it felt amazing.
Don’t freak out.
Don’t freak out.
Don’t freak out.
I was totally freaking out.
Nash raked his fingers through his hair, leaned over to snatch my robe, and
tossed it to me. “Just fucking relax, would you? You’d think the goddamn orgasm would
loosen you up.”
For a split second, all I could think was, you weren’t always like this.
Perhaps to other girls, but never to me.
Nash was a fierce protector, the guy who would stop by my table with his brown
paper lunch bag when my mom ‘forgot’ to give me lunch money. And while we’d rarely
talked, even when he would share his lunch, I always took comfort in knowing I had two
protectors—Reed and Nash.
I don’t recognize you anymore.
The words sat at the tip of my tongue. I would never release them. That was
Reed’s hill to die on.
I cared because I hated the way Nash stared at me sometimes, accusations
stabbing me from his eyes. Snide comments I would never ask him about because I
was loyal to Reed, and even talking to Nash felt like picking the wrong side.
I wanted to take a few seconds to study Nash, to process my mortification, to
enjoy the aftershocks of my first orgasm, yet all I could feel was Nash’s overwhelming
gravitational pull, one more dangerous than that of any other boy I’d ever met.
But Nash Prescott wasn’t a boy.
He was a man.
One who made me feel like the little girl I’d convinced myself I wasn’t.
My arms slipped through the robe. The second the tie wrapped around my waist,
my body solidified. My underwear remained lost somewhere, but at least I was covered.
I ignored the sting of his derision, shook my head, and pushed aside the
embarrassment. “Did you know?”
The sharp accusation unfazed him. He stretched his arms, drawing my attention
to the deep V of his body. I clenched around him. A reflex. My mortified eyes flicked up
in time to catch his cocked brow.
“I figured it out when you moaned my brother’s name while coming around my
About Parker S. Huntington
Parker S. Huntington is a USA Today, Amazon Top 15, KDP All-Star, and KDP All-Star UK
bestselling author from Orange County, California. She has a B.A. in Creative Writing from the
University of California, Riverside and is currently pursuing a Master’s in Liberal Arts in
Literature and Creative Writing from Harvard University.
She was the proud mom of Chloe, the sweetest princess to have ever lived; has two puppies,
Bauer and Rose; and lives with her boyfriend of five (almost six!) years–a real life alpha male,
book-boyfriend-worthy hunk of a man.
To give you insight into why I’m so obsessed with this book, I am going to list some of my favorite quotes:
“I don’t need words to keep me company. Falling in love with you is like diving blindly into a book, not knowing it’s destined to be my favorite. Whatever’s more than love, I feel it for you. I am only ever going to be in love with you.”
“The girl looked like a dictionary. Ink-colored hair on pale skin. Rare words printed across her chest. I wanted to devour her, memorize her words, and dog-ear my favorite pages.”
“Getting to know someone is like gaining weight. Scattered bits acquired here and there. Next thing you know, you’re twenty pounds heavier, wondering where the hell all of it came from.”
And I can go on and quote the whole damn book but will refrain from doing so.
Although Emery is a master of words, I unfortunately am not and will do my best to explain my thoughts on ‘Devious Lies’.
First of all, I am honestly so blown away by Parker’s TALENT, as a writer, as a story teller, as a creator of characters that will forever be engraved into my soul, WOW… just wow.
Her writing is so damn magnificent. Her characters are flawed and perfect and all around the best characters I have ever had the pleasure of reading about. I fell hard for both Nash and Emery, their personalities, their quirks, their love in itself was moving and I didn’t want it to end.
The tension, the chemistry, the banter, the suspense, the romance ALL OF IT was an absolute treat. A phenomenal Enemies to lovers that really hits deep and made me fall in love with falling in love. A story that will made me believe in faith and starless skies. A story that I will cherish forever.