Wicked Player, an all-new forbidden sports romance by Stacey Lynn, is available now!
Gage Bryant has the best hands and the quickest feet of any wide receiver in football.
He also has a secret—one he’ll do anything to protect.
He’s a member of The Velvet Club. With airtight non disclosure agreements, playing at Velvet gives him the freedom to assert his dominance and control in a way that not only serves him on the football field, but the way he craves in the bedroom.
What he doesn’t expect is for his most recent partner to be one of the reporters assigned to follow him around in the weeks before he opens a new wing at the local children’s hospital.
When it’s clear Elizabeth Hayes has no idea he’s the man who had her blindfolded and bound beneath him, Gage realizes things just got a lot more interesting.
He can have her body at night, giving her all the pleasure she begs for in a way he needs. And he can keep his heart, as well as his identity, out of their encounters.
After all, the absolute worst thing that could happen would be to have this sexy little reporter reveal how wicked he truly is.
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When Wicked Player was announced, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it because I enjoyed Filthy Player so much….and THAT book is what got me hooked on Stacey Lynn’s writing! *hint: read her books!*
Wicked Player is pure, seductive fire!!! Heat and carnal desires radiate from the pages of this sexy story, enrapturing you with its forbidden romance story line and captivating character dynamic.
Gabe and Beth’s insta-connection is a fiery combination of lust, passion, and deep emotions. Not only will this book burn you from the inside out with its sexuality and wanton inhibitions, but it’s also the raw emotions that bleed from this story in a way that makes you feel torn wide open, eliciting pain and heartbreak for innocent loved ones.
Wicked Player is intoxicating, electrifying you with its red-hot sensuality. I could go on and on and on about how amazing this book it. I could give a play-by-play about what happens with these two spectacular characters. I could give so many details about the specifics on why I loved this book so much. But I won’t. All I’m going to say is READ IT. Seriously…read it. This story starts at 100 and doesn’t slow down one bit. You won’t regret picking it up, and you’ll battle with yourself on your ability to be able to put it down. An absolute, and undoubted must-read!
5 Wicked Stars!
I memorized his stats. Six-four, two hundred fifty pounds. Born in 1986. And then I stumbled on a photo spread he’d done for Men’s Health and my jaw dropped.
Butt freaking naked. A football helmet held in front of him was the only thing covering him. And hot damn. This guy. Chiseled, strong jaw. Straight Roman nose. Piercing eyes.
He was freaking gorgeous. My heart rate kicked into fast gear. My fingertips sizzled. I had to spend weeks following this guy around? The very idea sent a pulse of excitement to the tops of my thighs I tried to shake away.
I couldn’t get a crush on this guy. He was a source. A story. But good grief to the high heavens, he was the most beautiful if stern looking man I’d ever seen in my life.
“Holy shit,” I whispered, forgetting we worked in an open office and even though I was quiet, people could hear me.
“What is it, Elizabeth?” That came from Amanda. “Oh dear. You got the Gage story?”
She was already at my back, peering over my shoulder. “Man as sexy as that shouldn’t be allowed to walk free,” I said.
“I know.” She laughed and bumped my shoulder. “He’s God’s gift to women that’s for sure. And yet from what I’ve heard, he’s never had a girlfriend, at least not one he’s gone public with.”
“Really?” I twisted in my chair and faced her. “Never?”
She shrugged. “Not in the four years he’s been here. And I’d know. Rough Riders are my team. I follow all of ‘em on Twitter and Instagram. He posts a pic and gets over four thousand comments, mostly from women, but to the best of my knowledge, he’s never been seen in public with a woman except his mom.”
Wow. That was…that was crazy. Everything leaked.
“Hmm,” I said, tapping my finger to my lips. “So I would imagine the public would want to know if he was involved, right?”
She laughed lightly. “Yeah, but watch yourself. This is a hospital piece, not a gossip column. You go digging too far and you’ll blow your chance.”
About the Author
When Stacey Lynn isn’t conquering mountains of laundry and fighting a war against dust bunnies and cracker crumbs, you can find her playing with her children, curled up on the couch with a good book, or behind closed doors, imagining the next adventures she’ll soon write.
She lives off her daily pot of coffee, can only write with a bowlful of Skittles nearby, and has been in love with romance novels since before she could drive herself to the library.
Stacey Lynn lives with her husband and children in North Carolina.