Friday, August 29, 2014

PROMO + GIVEAWAY: Wildcard by Missy Johnson




Title: Wildcard: Volume One
Series: Wildcard #1 
Author: Missy Johnson
Release Date: September 4, 2014


SYNOPSIS

246.


That's the number of women I've shagged in the last twelve months.

I'm Ryder Stevens.

Don't pretend you don't know me. I'm a god.

I'm hot, I'm British and I take what I want. I'm also the number one ranked tennis player in the world. But it's my off court antics that gain the most attention. I cruise through life, running from one scandal to the next. Hell I can't even take a piss without the world knowing about it.

Rules? Who gives a shit?

Rules are there to be broken and I'm the king of breaking them.

But even the king can be bought to his knees. I'm sidelined with an injury that changes everything. 

Maybe my life isn't so perfect after all...
 






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EXCERPT

“Ryder, you’re becoming more well-known for your behaviour off courtthan your actual career. Do you have anything to comment on that?”

I raise my eyebrows at the reporter. Flashes from cameras are going off everywhere, as you’d expect in a post-match pressconference—especially for a game I’d been very lucky to win.


“Not sure what you mean there, Stan,” I say, reading his nametag. It’s been less than two minutes, and I’m already sick of where this isgoing. “I came here to play tennis—that’s it. It’s a damn shame thatreporters like yourself having nothing better to do than focus on whatI do in my private time.”

“But is it private time when you’re out until three a.m. the nightbefore a big match?” he persists.

I shrug, and wipe my mouth in an attempt to hide my smirk. “Players prepare for matches in different ways. I’m sure for some a goodnight’s sleep does the trick, but for me, I’ll take an evening ofrough and sweaty sex over a quiet night any day of the week.” I ignorethe glare of my manager, Matt, and nod at the next reporter.

“Ryder, do you think your pre-match actions showed disrespect for youropponent today?”

“How?” I fire back. “I treated the build-up to this match just thesame as I would if I were playing Nadal or Federer. You all seem towant to focus on my life outside of the court. Does anyone here haveany questions about my actual tennis?”

I cross my arms over my chest as Matt bows his head and sighs. Amurmur rises through the crowd before someone puts their hand up. Inod, my eyes locking onto hers. She’s a pretty little thing with long,dark hair and stunning blue eyes. I can tell she’s feisty, and I findmyself wondering if that attitude carries over into the bedroom.

“You play the number two ranked player in the world tomorrow, and your fellow countryman, Jason Dillard. Will you be having an early nighttonight?” she asks. Her full, red lips curve into a grin, and I canfeel myself harden.

I shift in my seat and lean forward, resting my elbows on the table in front of me. “Well, that depends.” I smirk.

“On what?”

“On whether or not you’ll give me your phone number.”





AUTHOR BIO

Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she's a cat, a cat who thinks he's a dog...you get the picture).

When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.



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