Title: The Manwhore Series
Author: Apryl Baker
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
TOUCH ME NOT – BOOK #1
A past tragedy has left Lily Holmes burdened with a devastating secret…
Since the death of her twin sister, Lily can’t bear to be touched. Not accidentally, not casually…and certainly not intimately. This makes it impossible for her to confess to her best friend Adam Roberts that she’s in love with him. She can’t give him the sort of relationship he needs, so she watches in silence while he plans his wedding with someone else.
Enter Nikoli Kinkaid, the campus manwhore…
Nikoli is a self-proclaimed connoisseur of women, and he wants to add Lily to his list of conquests, but she wants nothing to do with him—until he makes her an offer she can’t refuse. He’ll teach her to enjoy human contact again, giving her a chance to win over Adam, while Nikoli uses all his considerable charm to seduce her.
But Lily raises the stakes…
Lily loves cars. Her late father was a racer, and she grew up under the hood of a car and on the racetrack. Nikoli has a limited edition 1970 Plymouth Barracuda she covets, so she informs him the terms of their deal also require he not sleep with anyone for six months. If he does, she’ll win the car. If she surrenders and ends up in his bed, his beloved ’Cuda is his to keep.
In an intricate dance of control and surrender, a reluctant friendship becomes something more. Lily begins to crave things she never believed she could, and Nikoli realizes there is more at stake than his reputation.
If Lily overcomes her phobia, will she crave Adam’s touch as she’s starting to crave Nikoli’s? Or will she only find pleasure from the touch of a semi-reformed manwhore?
THE SINNERS TOUCH – BOOK #2
I fucked up.
She was the best and worst mistake I ever made.
I took the coward’s way out and ran.
Now I have a chance to make it right, but she’s being stubborn. It used to be cute, but this time it can get her killed.
Boston’s latest serial killer has his sights set on the only woman I have ever truly loved, and I will keep her safe even if it pisses her off, even if she hates me for it.
All bets are off this time. I want her. He wants her. Only one of us will win.
And I never fucking lose.
He left me broken, shattered. Pain unlike any I’ve ever felt filled me in the wake of his absence.
Six years later, I thought I’d finally gotten over him and moved on.
But Fate is a tricky bitch. She likes to torture us.
She brought Kade back to me, but I won’t ever hurt like that again.
I just have to stay out of his bed until this is over.
Fate is a cruel, cruel bitch.
THE HEALING TOUCH – BOOK #3
I admit it. I’m a manwhore…and proud of it.
But I’m not a total asshole. The women always know where they stand. They’re a booty call—nothing more. Everything out in the open. That’s my way.
Except have a secret, one that could ruin my career. A man who writes romance novels has to be perfect, like the men in the books. It’s what fans expect.
…and I’m not.
It could all come out at Southern Book Bash, one of the biggest author signings of the year. There’s only one person I can trust, one person who will help me do what needs to be done and keep my secret hidden from my readers.
So who am I?
Well, I’m the crazy girl with an imagination that never shuts up. I LOVE scary movies. My friends laugh at me when I scare myself watching them and tell me to stop watching them, but who doesn’t love to get scared? I grew up in a small town nestled in the southern mountains of West Virginia where I spent days roaming around in the woods, climbing trees, and causing general mayhem. Nights I would stay up reading Nancy Drew by flashlight under the covers until my parents yelled at me to go to sleep.
Now, I live in a small town in West Virginia where I entertain my niece and nephew and watch the cats get teased by the birds and laugh myself silly when they swoop down and then dive back up just out of reach. The cats start yelling something fierce…lol.
I love books, I love writing books, and I love entertaining people with my silly stories.