Body Games (Book Five) Game Series
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Blurb
Annabelle Tucker is still reeling from last season’s Endurance Island, when the man
she loved played her for a fool. When producers ask her back for a new season it’s
the last thing she’s interested in…until she hears her ex, the gorgeous but
duplicitous Kip, will be there. Revenge and a grand prize? Yes, please!
But someone’s there to throw a kink into her plans. Someone tall and cut, and with
the sexiest gray eyes. Jendan Abercrombie’s on an opposing team, but it doesn’t
mean that Annabelle can’t lust after him, right? She’ll just have to save all that
lusting for postshow, when she’s free to follow where her loins lead.
When a tribal twist puts them both on the same team – naked – will Annabelle be
able to resist his very apparent charms? Or will she have to vote Jendan out to save
her game?
Annabelle Tucker is still reeling from last season’s Endurance Island, when the man
she loved played her for a fool. When producers ask her back for a new season it’s
the last thing she’s interested in…until she hears her ex, the gorgeous but
duplicitous Kip, will be there. Revenge and a grand prize? Yes, please!
But someone’s there to throw a kink into her plans. Someone tall and cut, and with
the sexiest gray eyes. Jendan Abercrombie’s on an opposing team, but it doesn’t
mean that Annabelle can’t lust after him, right? She’ll just have to save all that
lusting for postshow, when she’s free to follow where her loins lead.
When a tribal twist puts them both on the same team – naked – will Annabelle be
able to resist his very apparent charms? Or will she have to vote Jendan out to save
her game?
Excerpt: Body Games
“All right, guys,” Chip’s voice interrupted my selfloathing. “As I said before,
everything you’re starting the game with is in that box right here.” He gestured at the
row of colorful boxes lined up at his feet, each one no taller than his knee. “You’re
not even allowed the clothes on your back. At the signal, find your box with your
name and change into your gear. Once you have your gear, the game starts. This is
your first challenge.”
I shivered. The game was beginning already. I was ready for this, though. All
weekend, I’d brushed up on my skills that I’d learned from my last round on the
island. I could make a decent fire with coconut fluff if given time and supplies. I
was flexible and in shape. I studied puzzles and the local flora and fauna on the
flight out so I wouldn’t be unawares. I was as ready as I could be.
“When I say go, you will change into your playing gear. Once you are
changed, take your box and haul it across that line on the far side of the beach.” He
pointed into the distance, and I could see a row of cameramen lined up next to a
finish line with tiny waving flags. It was about a hundred yards away. Not a fun
sprint, but a doable one.
“The last team to change out of their clothing and into their Endurance Island
gear will not be nominated for Judgment they will be eliminated. Today is your
first day in the game…and it will be the last for two players. This is immunity,
Judgment, and execution all in one swoop.”
As a one, contestants started to cast confused looks at each other. We were all
thinking the same thing we were going to have to change clothes on the beach? In
front of each other? Really? What the heck was up with that? This was national
television, not cable, so I knew that any boobs or balls would be pixelated out, but
I wasn’t relishing the thought of getting naked in front of anyone, much less fifteen
other someones…
And an entire camera crew watching, to boot.
Okay. I told myself I could do this. I studied the box, thinking. Inside, there
would probably be a team shirt designation or something along those lines. Maybe a
slip dress. I could probably wiggle into something without flashing my boobs to the
world.
“Everyone ready?” Chip raised his hand, a gleeful look on his face. He quickly
lowered it. “Go!”
There was no time to think. Everyone hauled ass forward, sand spraying as
sixteen pairs of feet ran toward the row of boxes across the beach. The wind
whipped strands of hair into my eyes and Kip quickly shoved ahead of me. I
slowed momentarily, letting the stampeding rush of bodies swarm ahead. It
wouldn’t do me any good to push ahead of Kip only to be slammed to the ground
by a rogue elbow. I trotted as close behind the others as I dared, and reached the
colored boxes a few steps after the others.
My hands landed on my box the moment the first gasp of shock went up.
That made me jerk upright. I looked away from my box as I pulled off the lid,
staring down at the line.
A woman was holding up a pair of sneakers and waving them in the air. “This
is all that’s in my box!” Others were pulling off their lids and murmuring as well. No
one sounded happy. For that matter, no one sounded like they knew what to do.
Others held up their items no one had anything but shoes.
I tossed the lid of my yellow box aside. Sure enough, there was a pair of
dainty yellow and white sneakers laid neatly inside my box. That was it. I picked
them up and shook them out, in case there was a clue of some kind to where the
rest of my gear might be hidden.
“I don’t understand,” Kip said. “No one has anything but shoes.”
“That’s right,” Chip boomed from nearby. “For this season of Endurance
Island, you’ll be playing stripped of every luxury. And that includes clothing.”
“All right, guys,” Chip’s voice interrupted my selfloathing. “As I said before,
everything you’re starting the game with is in that box right here.” He gestured at the
row of colorful boxes lined up at his feet, each one no taller than his knee. “You’re
not even allowed the clothes on your back. At the signal, find your box with your
name and change into your gear. Once you have your gear, the game starts. This is
your first challenge.”
I shivered. The game was beginning already. I was ready for this, though. All
weekend, I’d brushed up on my skills that I’d learned from my last round on the
island. I could make a decent fire with coconut fluff if given time and supplies. I
was flexible and in shape. I studied puzzles and the local flora and fauna on the
flight out so I wouldn’t be unawares. I was as ready as I could be.
“When I say go, you will change into your playing gear. Once you are
changed, take your box and haul it across that line on the far side of the beach.” He
pointed into the distance, and I could see a row of cameramen lined up next to a
finish line with tiny waving flags. It was about a hundred yards away. Not a fun
sprint, but a doable one.
“The last team to change out of their clothing and into their Endurance Island
gear will not be nominated for Judgment they will be eliminated. Today is your
first day in the game…and it will be the last for two players. This is immunity,
Judgment, and execution all in one swoop.”
As a one, contestants started to cast confused looks at each other. We were all
thinking the same thing we were going to have to change clothes on the beach? In
front of each other? Really? What the heck was up with that? This was national
television, not cable, so I knew that any boobs or balls would be pixelated out, but
I wasn’t relishing the thought of getting naked in front of anyone, much less fifteen
other someones…
And an entire camera crew watching, to boot.
Okay. I told myself I could do this. I studied the box, thinking. Inside, there
would probably be a team shirt designation or something along those lines. Maybe a
slip dress. I could probably wiggle into something without flashing my boobs to the
world.
“Everyone ready?” Chip raised his hand, a gleeful look on his face. He quickly
lowered it. “Go!”
There was no time to think. Everyone hauled ass forward, sand spraying as
sixteen pairs of feet ran toward the row of boxes across the beach. The wind
whipped strands of hair into my eyes and Kip quickly shoved ahead of me. I
slowed momentarily, letting the stampeding rush of bodies swarm ahead. It
wouldn’t do me any good to push ahead of Kip only to be slammed to the ground
by a rogue elbow. I trotted as close behind the others as I dared, and reached the
colored boxes a few steps after the others.
My hands landed on my box the moment the first gasp of shock went up.
That made me jerk upright. I looked away from my box as I pulled off the lid,
staring down at the line.
A woman was holding up a pair of sneakers and waving them in the air. “This
is all that’s in my box!” Others were pulling off their lids and murmuring as well. No
one sounded happy. For that matter, no one sounded like they knew what to do.
Others held up their items no one had anything but shoes.
I tossed the lid of my yellow box aside. Sure enough, there was a pair of
dainty yellow and white sneakers laid neatly inside my box. That was it. I picked
them up and shook them out, in case there was a clue of some kind to where the
rest of my gear might be hidden.
“I don’t understand,” Kip said. “No one has anything but shoes.”
“That’s right,” Chip boomed from nearby. “For this season of Endurance
Island, you’ll be playing stripped of every luxury. And that includes clothing.”
Game Series Reading Order
Wicked Games (Book One)
Wicked Games (Book One)
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Abby Lewis never pictured herself on the survival game show, Endurance Island.
She's just not the 'survival' type. But when her boss offers her a spot on the show
and the opportunity of a lifetime, she packs her bags and heads to the tropics to be
a contestant.
Once in the game, it's clear that Abby's in over her head. The game itself is full of
competitive, aggressive people, and no one's more aggressive than sexy, delicious
and arrogant Dean Woodall. Sure he's clever, strong, good at challenges, and has
a body that makes her mouth water. He also hates Abby just as much as she hates
him. That's fine with her; she'll just ignore the jerk.
But the rules of Endurance Island are working against them. Abby and Dean are
teamed up alone on the beach. It's either work together, or go home. Stuck with
no one else's company but their own, they learn they do make a good team after all.
And that with just a little bit of kindling, the flames of hate can quickly turn to
flames of passion. This book features enemies, lovers, enemies who become
lovers, and lots and lots of tropical heat...
Length: 59,000 words
She's just not the 'survival' type. But when her boss offers her a spot on the show
and the opportunity of a lifetime, she packs her bags and heads to the tropics to be
a contestant.
Once in the game, it's clear that Abby's in over her head. The game itself is full of
competitive, aggressive people, and no one's more aggressive than sexy, delicious
and arrogant Dean Woodall. Sure he's clever, strong, good at challenges, and has
a body that makes her mouth water. He also hates Abby just as much as she hates
him. That's fine with her; she'll just ignore the jerk.
But the rules of Endurance Island are working against them. Abby and Dean are
teamed up alone on the beach. It's either work together, or go home. Stuck with
no one else's company but their own, they learn they do make a good team after all.
And that with just a little bit of kindling, the flames of hate can quickly turn to
flames of passion. This book features enemies, lovers, enemies who become
lovers, and lots and lots of tropical heat...
Length: 59,000 words
Playing Games (Book Two)
Katy Short doesn't want to be on The World Races. She’s not a social butterfly
like her brother (and partner) Brodie. In fact, she’s just as happy to end up in last
place as in first.
But when her brother makes a selfish move that pairs her up with silent and surly
rock star Liam Brogan, everything in the race changes. Now Katy’s fighting to stay
out of the Loser Lodge, just so she won’t have to suffer through all that alone time
with Mr. Tall, Dark and Arrogant.
Except Liam? Kinda hot. He’s sexy, pierced… and not nearly as surly as she
thought. There’s one good thing about a game with partners lots of one on one
time…
like her brother (and partner) Brodie. In fact, she’s just as happy to end up in last
place as in first.
But when her brother makes a selfish move that pairs her up with silent and surly
rock star Liam Brogan, everything in the race changes. Now Katy’s fighting to stay
out of the Loser Lodge, just so she won’t have to suffer through all that alone time
with Mr. Tall, Dark and Arrogant.
Except Liam? Kinda hot. He’s sexy, pierced… and not nearly as surly as she
thought. There’s one good thing about a game with partners lots of one on one
time…
Ice Games (Book Three)
Zara Pritchard is a hasbeen. Once an Olympic darling, she's been reduced to
skating in a dinosaur costume and giving lessons at the local mall...which is why
she's excited when she's offered a chance to sub on a TV show, Ice Dancing with
the Stars. If she wins the show, this could be the break she needs.
There's just one problem her partner.
Ty Randall is a MMA bad boy looking to fix his image problem. Sure, he's got the
nickname of 'Ty the MMA Biter'. Sure, he might have bit a guy's nose off in the
cage. But putting him on a reality TV show? A skating reality TV show? He's not
interested. He'll do the minimum to fix his image and call it a day.
But when washout meets flameout, sparks fly and tempers flare. And Ty and Zara
start to realize that maybe this partnership might be just as steamy off the ice as on
it...
Word Count: 55,000
skating in a dinosaur costume and giving lessons at the local mall...which is why
she's excited when she's offered a chance to sub on a TV show, Ice Dancing with
the Stars. If she wins the show, this could be the break she needs.
There's just one problem her partner.
Ty Randall is a MMA bad boy looking to fix his image problem. Sure, he's got the
nickname of 'Ty the MMA Biter'. Sure, he might have bit a guy's nose off in the
cage. But putting him on a reality TV show? A skating reality TV show? He's not
interested. He'll do the minimum to fix his image and call it a day.
But when washout meets flameout, sparks fly and tempers flare. And Ty and Zara
start to realize that maybe this partnership might be just as steamy off the ice as on
it...
Word Count: 55,000
Bedroom Games (Book Four)
Kandis Thornton isn’t afraid to lie, scheme, and sneak her way to the grand prize
money on the Reality TV show, House Guests. That prize money is the only thing
keeping her mother from losing her house (and thus moving in with Kandis). She
needs that money, and if she has to step on a few people to do so? She’ll do it.
House Guests is a show all about outplaying your housemates, after all, and she’s
not there to make friends.
But Kandis didn’t count on the fact that someone else was going to be playing just
as hard as her. And she didn’t plan on teaming up with her nemesis, or scheming
their way to the top.
Nor did she plan on sleeping with him.
But these things just happen when you’re stuck in a ridiculous house with nothing
but time on your hands and a hot guy sharing your bedroom…
money on the Reality TV show, House Guests. That prize money is the only thing
keeping her mother from losing her house (and thus moving in with Kandis). She
needs that money, and if she has to step on a few people to do so? She’ll do it.
House Guests is a show all about outplaying your housemates, after all, and she’s
not there to make friends.
But Kandis didn’t count on the fact that someone else was going to be playing just
as hard as her. And she didn’t plan on teaming up with her nemesis, or scheming
their way to the top.
Nor did she plan on sleeping with him.
But these things just happen when you’re stuck in a ridiculous house with nothing
but time on your hands and a hot guy sharing your bedroom…
Snow Kissed (Book 4.5)
Reindeer Games by Jessica Clare.
When mouthy Luna is voted off of Endurance Island: Alaska first, she's a little bitter
about it. The only thing that assuages her pride is knowing that Owen(the
sexybutdouchey guy that ousted her) was out next. This means, unfortunately,
that they're spending a lot of time at the Loser Lodge together. But will their fiercely
competitive natures bring them together for the sexiest Christmas of all?
When mouthy Luna is voted off of Endurance Island: Alaska first, she's a little bitter
about it. The only thing that assuages her pride is knowing that Owen(the
sexybutdouchey guy that ousted her) was out next. This means, unfortunately,
that they're spending a lot of time at the Loser Lodge together. But will their fiercely
competitive natures bring them together for the sexiest Christmas of all?
About the Author:
This is a pen name for Jill Myles.
Jill Myles has been an incurable romantic since childhood. She reads all the 'naughty
parts' of books first, looks for a dirty joke in just about everything, and thinks to
this day that the Little House on the Prairie books should have been steamier.
After devouring hundreds of paperback romances, mythology books, and
archaeological tomes, she decided to write a few books of her own stories with a
wild adventure, sharp banter, and lots of supersexy situations. She prefers her
heroes alpha and halfdressed, her heroines witty, and she loves nothing more than
watching them overcome adversity to fall into bed together.
Jill Myles has been an incurable romantic since childhood. She reads all the 'naughty
parts' of books first, looks for a dirty joke in just about everything, and thinks to
this day that the Little House on the Prairie books should have been steamier.
After devouring hundreds of paperback romances, mythology books, and
archaeological tomes, she decided to write a few books of her own stories with a
wild adventure, sharp banter, and lots of supersexy situations. She prefers her
heroes alpha and halfdressed, her heroines witty, and she loves nothing more than
watching them overcome adversity to fall into bed together.
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