Title: Love Hate Relationship
Author: Jessica Prince
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
Rowan Locklaine gave his
heart to one woman a long time ago and has no desire to go through that kind of
torture ever again. His painful past has turned him cold and heartless. Women
serve only one purpose as far as he’s concerned, and relationships are nothing
but a waste of time and energy. When the mouthy little blonde, Navie Collins,
is hired as his personal assistant, he finds his world turned upside down. And
against his better judgment, he can’t seem to stop thinking about her.
Navie Collins has spent
years convinced she’s not good enough, that no one could possibly want her.
Growing up the way she did helped to thicken her skin, so when she walks into a
job interview and meets the temperamental, foul-mouthed, best-selling author
Rowan Locklaine, she’s all too happy to put him in his place.
Rowan and Navie are
convinced they hate each other. But as time passes and the attraction between
them begins to grow, these two stubborn, strong-willed people have a life
changing decision to make. Can they move beyond their pain for a chance at
something better, or are they destined to let their pasts dictate their future?
**Love Hate Relationship
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Shrinking Violet. It is not necessary to read Shrinking Violet first**
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“Hello?”
“I need you over here
right now.”
Temporarily stunned, I
stood frozen in place until realization hit me. “Rowan?”
“Who else could it
possibly be?” he asked in a detached, insulting tone that instantly got my
hackles up.
“People call me!” I
insisted childishly. I hated how my maturity nosedived whenever it came to my
boss.
“If you say so. I need
you to get over here ASAP.”
There was a strong
possibility I let out a rather indelicate snort at his typical assholery.
“Since you asked so nicely, I’ll be right there!” I answered, my voice heavy
with sarcasm.
“Do you always have to
be so damn difficult?” he grunted
“Do you always have to
be such a raging hemorrhoid?” I fired back. I would have sworn I heard him
choke on a laugh if I thought the man was capable of laughter. Rowan Locklaine
was more likely to suck the souls from small children than to laugh.
“Did you really just
call me a raging hemorrhoid?”
Was that humor in his
voice? Couldn’t be. The Devil doesn’t have a sense of humor.
“If the shoe fits…or in
your case, whatever Satan wears on his feet. It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday
night, Rowan. Have your latest conquest run whatever bullshit errand you need
taken care of. I’m off the clock and not required to be nice to you.”
“This is you being nice?”
he asked indignantly, causing me to roll my eyes.
“Hanging up now.”
“Wait, wait, wait!” he
hollered through the phone line just as I was about to disconnect. Reluctantly,
I held the phone back up to my ear. “Look.” He huffed out a loud breath.
“I’m…I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to insult you…Navie? You still there?” he
asked when I remained silent for several seconds after his apology.
“The world is coming to
an end, isn’t it? It’s the zombie apocalypse. I’m not prepared! I haven’t taken
any crossbow lessons yet!”
“You’re friggin’
hilarious,” he deadpanned.
I didn’t bother to
stifle my laughter. “I like to think so.”
I listened as he inhaled
deeply. “Please, I really need your help. I know it’s your day off, but it’s an
emergency. I’ll even make sure Lauren pays you time and a half. Can you just
please get here as fast as you can?”
“Rowan.” I sighed in
exasperation. “It’s at least a twenty-minute train ride to your place. It’s not
like I can just snap my fingers and make myself appear on your doorstep. You’re
on the Upper East Side and I’m in Murray Hill.”
“I’ll pay for a cab.”
“Fine,” I grumbled
dramatically. “But I’m not changing out of my comfy clothes. And I want
double-time, not time and a half.”
“Okay, okay. Whatever
you want. Just get here.”
At the unease in his
voice, I began to worry a little about what was so important that I had to rush
over to his apartment on a Saturday night. Not wanting to hesitate in the event
it was something major, I slipped on a pair of bright pink flip-flops, pulled a
gray hoodie on over my ‘That’s what she said’ t-shirt, and headed for the door.
The only change I was willing to make before walking out the door was trading
in my yellow rubber ducky pajama pants for a pair of plain black leggings.
By the time my cab
pulled up in front of Rowan’s building, he was already standing out front
waiting for me. As I stepped out onto the sidewalk, he leaned in and paid the
driver before rising to his full height and turning my way. His hair was
standing on ends, as if he’d been running his hands through it anxiously, and I
couldn’t help but notice how amazing his body looked in just a plain white tee
and another pair of athletic shorts. Man, it really was a crying shame he was
such a mega-douche. Women around the world would line up just for a chance to
stare at him uninterrupted for five minutes.
“Navie,” Rowan’s rumbly
voice called out, shaking me back into reality. When my vision came back into
focus, I noticed Rowan was standing much closer than he had been just a second
before. When had that happened?
“Huh?”
“I asked if you were
coming.” His typically chilly blue gaze warmed just a bit as a cocky smirk
spread over his lips. “You were just checking me out, weren’t you?”
Oh, hell, I thought with a huge roll of my eyes.
“You were, admit it. You
didn’t hear what I was saying because you were too busy checking me out. It’s
okay, everyone does it.”
“And then your mouth
opens and the fantasy’s ruined,” I responded dryly with a roll of my eyes as I
shoved past him. “Let’s get this over with. Too long in your presence and the
desire to cause bodily harm becomes too overwhelming to ignore.”
“You know,” he started
as we stepped into the elevator leading up to his floor. “I had no idea you
were so…feisty. Gotta say, I’m pleasantly surprised.”
“Oh, goody. My purpose
in life has been accomplished. I can die happy now.”
Luckily, the doors chose
to open at that moment, saving me from whatever smartass comment Rowan had in
return.
Title: Love Hate Relationship
Author: Jessica Prince
Release Date: October 27, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
Series or Standalone: Standalone Series (Colors Series)
Rating: ★★★★★
Reviewer: Diane
An author like Jessica
Prince, is the reason why I'm so passionate about reading. I've read most
of her books so far, this is my second ARC from this truly amazing author.
Every single one of her books that I've read up to now were great, but
when I think she can't get any better because she's already at the top of my favorite
authors, she pulls this story out of her creative mind. Love Hate
Relationship is the kind of story not easily forgotten. I don't remember
the last time I laughed so much while reading. My family thought I was
somewhat deranged.
I was hooked to this story
just from reading the prologue. It's not an overly sad, full of angst,
sappy kind of story. It's really about Navie, a young women who's had a
rough start in life but she never looked at it as the glass half empty.
She's positive, straightforward, a fierce fighter, a survivor and head
strong. She's not a door mat, that’s for sure. She's got some pretty
funny come backs. She doesn't let the negative get her down. Jessica
created an amazing 6 star heroine with this character. Navie is a
character that I related to and truly liked, I was rooting for her the entire
book. Navie doesn't play the child abandoned card, she stands up for
herself and goes for what's she wants.
Rowan is a broody douche
bag who sees the glass half empty. He's been deceived in the past and
just can't trust anybody at all. Rowan is a commitment phobic, emotionally
unavailable Man's man. When Navie becomes his personal assistant, upon the
first meeting sparks flew. He pushes her buttons and she has a nuclear
reaction. She then pushes his buttons right back. They are so FUNNY
and highly entertaining together. There was never a dull moment with
them.
Jessica has created
wonderful, funny, engaging and loving characters that made it impossible to
ignore. The story was fun, entertaining and kept me laughing throughout.
Navie and Rowan mesh well together and have good chemistry.
Secondary characters were
also well played.
There will be laughter,
tears and some heartwarming moments in this story. It's a well written,
nicely paced love story that will make you smile. My expectations were
exceeded with this amazing story. It was so entertaining that I couldn't
put it down for long.
I can't give enough praise
for this amazingly above 5 star story. Jessica as created a superb book
that will leave me thinking about it even after time as past. She has
created unique memorable characters. Although it can be read as a standalone,
my enjoyment was heighten because I had read the 2 previous Colors novel.
I strongly recommend this wonderful book and all her previous books are
worth the read. It's told by a dual POV, no cliffhanger and has an HEA.
This story will not disappoint you, take a chance, trust me.
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Born and raised around
Houston Texas, Jessica spent most of her life complaining about the heat,
humidity, and all around pain in the ass weather. It was only as an adult
that she quickly realized the cost of living in Houston made up for not
being able to breathe when she stepped outside. That’s why God created central
air, after all.
Jessica is the
mother of a perfect little boy–she refuses to accept that he inherited her
attitude and sarcastic nature no matter what her husband says.
In addition to being a
wife and mom, she’s also a wino, a coffee addict, and an avid lover of all
types of books–romances still being her all time favs. Her husband likes
to claim that reading is her obsession but she just says it’s a
passion…there’s a difference. Not that she’d expect a boy to understand.
Jessica has been writing
since she was a little girl, but thankfully grew out of drawing her own pictures
for her stories before ever publishing her first book. Because an artist she is
not.
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