Friday, July 8, 2016

The Runaway Millions by Parker Avrile

Title: The Runaway Millions

Author: Parker Avrile

Series Title and Number: The Runaway Model Book 2

Publisher: Paris April Press

Cover Artist: Paris April Press Designs

Release Date: April 12, 2016

Heat Level: 3

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 261 pages (78,000 words)

Genre/Tags: Contemporary Romance, M/M Romance

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Synopsis

They're the perfect couple until the money runs out... Kyle, a rising model, is the toast of Manhattan. Bryce, a wildcatter who got rich in the Bakken gas fields, is an inch away from becoming America's newest billionaire. But their world is turned upside-down when a competing oil company wrests away Bryce's business, his personal jet, and even his condo. Bryce has no choice but to scramble to save his career-- even though a famous rock star is sniffing around in hopes of claiming Kyle for his own. When Kyle steps forward to defend another model accused of a terrible crime, he's deported. The tabloids follow him, happy to spread rumors about his alleged affairs with the beautiful and the famous of Europe. Can love survive when one man is on his way up while the other is on his way down? When an ocean divides the lovers? When the gossip columns can't help stirring the pot? The Runaway Millions is Book 2 in The Runaway Model trilogy. This 78,000 word full-length novel complete with a HEA can be read as a stand-alone but if you prefer to read the series in order, please start with The Runaway Model.

Excerpt

Kyle cleared customs in minutes. Checked into the lounge. Ordered not champagne but a tall glass of cranberry juice over ice. He was early. Sinking into a deep brown leather seat acres away from any other visible human, he plugged in his phone to make sure the battery was topped off. In an hour the lounge would be packed arse-to-elbow with screaming, giggling, new-to-business-class tourists. But it was empty and silent now. A voice call then. While he still had the chance. "Bryce," he said. "Pick up. Please pick up, love. I'm about to board a flight to London. I've been deported." "Kyle." The line was clear. Crisp. It was like Bryce had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to speak into his ear. "I've been kicked out of America, love." "I'm sorry," Bryce said. "But I have to admit I'm not entirely surprised. You were taking some crazy chances." He sounded tired. Kyle could imagine Bryce pushing his sandy hair out of his blue-gray eyes. A pang of loneliness shot through his heart. Why did fate always find a way to keep them apart? "My agent lined up some jobs for me in London. If you're not too busy--" "You know that I'm very busy." The words were hard, but the tone was soft. Weariness could do that. Bryce needed a break. He really did. "Then next week it's on to Paris," Kyle said. "Ever been to Paris?" There was a pause. "I have to save what's left of my business, Kyle. I can't drop everything to take a romantic jaunt to Paris." "Please, baby. Just two nights." A longer silence. "Please. I've missed you. It's a bad time for us to be apart, Bryce. It's too new, love. You know that." "I know. I do know that. I'll come. Paris. Next week."