Title: Four Play
Author: Amalie Silver
Release Date: July 13, 2015
Blurb
From the author of the Internationally Bestselling Satire Word Play comes this collection of laugh-out-loud novellas, all guaranteed to curl your toes and challenge your morals.
Titles include:
Titles include:
Surrendering to Innocence
(Previously published in Forbidden Fruit, Volume II)
Big Balls
(Previously published in Nighttides)
Debating Number Ten
(Previously published in Hot for Teacher)
Fair Play
(The brand new prequel novella to Word Play)
(Previously published in Forbidden Fruit, Volume II)
Big Balls
(Previously published in Nighttides)
Debating Number Ten
(Previously published in Hot for Teacher)
Fair Play
(The brand new prequel novella to Word Play)
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Excerpt
“No, no, no,” Jack cut in. “You need to get her engine fired up. Make her panties wet. You have to be forceful, take control. They eat up that shit.”
Martin shook his head. “No. I’m telling you, there are only two ways to get a girl in your bed at a place like this. Shakespeare or poetry.”
“Shakespeare?” I asked. “Don’t you think that’s a little cheesy?”
“Not at all,” Martin replied. “Just walk up to her and say ‘but soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!’”
“And then add,” Jack insisted, “the sun isn’t the only thing around here that rises.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Why was I even considering listening to them? It seemed that the guy who was about to become a priest had the best advice.
“Shakespeare? Really?” I wasn’t comfortable with it, but with the alcohol and one glance at the blonde that had just walked in, I felt my inhibitions fade away. Maybe the guys knew more about this kind of thing than me. Although judging from their track record in school, I had my doubts. I didn’t remember the last time any of them had a girlfriend.
Fuck it.
Why not? You only live once. Why shouldn’t I have tried to take advantage of the situation? Jack was right, as painful as it was for me to admit. By my calculations, ninety-three percent of the women at the bar were there for the convention. My chances of scoring one who knew something about Shakes were pretty good.
I slammed back the rest of my drink and pulled a wad of courage from my left nut.
I can do this.
None of the guys looked convinced. Duncan gave a lopsided smile, Martin shoved his earbud back in his ear, and Jack sat cross-legged, calmly folding his hands in his lap. I really hoped they wouldn’t watch me; it was going to be hard enough as it was, let alone while I had an audience.
I drew two deep breaths and stood. The blonde at the bar sat alone, sipping her drink, and I took several confident strides toward her as I tried to piece together what I was going to say.
“Hi,” I whispered.
But the music was too loud, and she couldn’t hear me.
So I tried again.
“Hi,” I shouted, causing her to flinch and dribble some of her drink down her chin.
Smooth, asshole.
“It’s loud in here!” I said, without as much force that time.
She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. I shoved my hands in my pockets and tried to remember the line I was supposed to use.
But it wasn’t coming. We remained smiling at each other until the moment became strange.
Then uncomfortable.
And then it verged on painful.
What was I going to say? Did we decide I was going to introduce myself? Or was it poetry?
Shakespeare!
“But soft, what…light through yonder window breaks,” I began, trying not to stutter.
Her eyes widened, and I knew I had her attention, but as my palms grew clammy and my chest hollowed, I realized that the Juliet line wouldn’t work.
Unless her name was Juliet. Which was unlikely.
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. That’s not going to work! Dammit! I need something else! It’s too late! I have to finish the damn quote!
I swallowed, and spat out the first thing my mind could make sense of.
“My dick rises in the east.”
Martin shook his head. “No. I’m telling you, there are only two ways to get a girl in your bed at a place like this. Shakespeare or poetry.”
“Shakespeare?” I asked. “Don’t you think that’s a little cheesy?”
“Not at all,” Martin replied. “Just walk up to her and say ‘but soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!’”
“And then add,” Jack insisted, “the sun isn’t the only thing around here that rises.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Why was I even considering listening to them? It seemed that the guy who was about to become a priest had the best advice.
“Shakespeare? Really?” I wasn’t comfortable with it, but with the alcohol and one glance at the blonde that had just walked in, I felt my inhibitions fade away. Maybe the guys knew more about this kind of thing than me. Although judging from their track record in school, I had my doubts. I didn’t remember the last time any of them had a girlfriend.
Fuck it.
Why not? You only live once. Why shouldn’t I have tried to take advantage of the situation? Jack was right, as painful as it was for me to admit. By my calculations, ninety-three percent of the women at the bar were there for the convention. My chances of scoring one who knew something about Shakes were pretty good.
I slammed back the rest of my drink and pulled a wad of courage from my left nut.
I can do this.
None of the guys looked convinced. Duncan gave a lopsided smile, Martin shoved his earbud back in his ear, and Jack sat cross-legged, calmly folding his hands in his lap. I really hoped they wouldn’t watch me; it was going to be hard enough as it was, let alone while I had an audience.
I drew two deep breaths and stood. The blonde at the bar sat alone, sipping her drink, and I took several confident strides toward her as I tried to piece together what I was going to say.
“Hi,” I whispered.
But the music was too loud, and she couldn’t hear me.
So I tried again.
“Hi,” I shouted, causing her to flinch and dribble some of her drink down her chin.
Smooth, asshole.
“It’s loud in here!” I said, without as much force that time.
She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. I shoved my hands in my pockets and tried to remember the line I was supposed to use.
But it wasn’t coming. We remained smiling at each other until the moment became strange.
Then uncomfortable.
And then it verged on painful.
What was I going to say? Did we decide I was going to introduce myself? Or was it poetry?
Shakespeare!
“But soft, what…light through yonder window breaks,” I began, trying not to stutter.
Her eyes widened, and I knew I had her attention, but as my palms grew clammy and my chest hollowed, I realized that the Juliet line wouldn’t work.
Unless her name was Juliet. Which was unlikely.
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. That’s not going to work! Dammit! I need something else! It’s too late! I have to finish the damn quote!
I swallowed, and spat out the first thing my mind could make sense of.
“My dick rises in the east.”
Four Play is made up of 4 short stories by the wonderful
Amalie Silver…. so instead of babbling about just one book, I get to talk about
4!!
Big Balls
Jack is a total tomboy who is crazy passionate about
softball, she eats, sleeps, and breathes the game. She doesn’t go on dates,
helps her team members focus on the game and really only has one goal…. WIN!
Then she accidentally meets Nolan and well for the first time she feels
something that isn’t softball related. This novella was sweet and I loved
following the struggle that Jack seems to have adapting to a new thing in her
life.
Surrendering to Innocence
Christine doesn’t remember what it’s like to have fun or who
she really was before she started to just exist for her child. She meets up
with an old friend from high school at a PTA meeting who reminds her of who she
used to be. I thought this was a steamy little story that also shows when you
happen to find yourself that being happy is much more rewarding than just going
through the motions with blinders on.
Debating Number Ten
Simon… there was nothing nice I had to say about you in the
beginning of this story but you redeemed yourself. He is trying to sleep his
way through all the girls on his debate team with plans to seduce his teacher
after he has a fling with girl number 10 who happens to be Arleen. I laughed so
damn hard when I found about Simon’s spreadsheet and then swooned over the growing
relationship between him and A. All in all this was a great read that will have
you giggling away.
Fair Play
This little bad boy is the book that I had been awaiting…. The
Prequel to Word Play!! This shows us
what happened early on when Michael and Lauren first met. It all starts back in
Seattle where Mike and his friends take off on a final trip together before
real life issues get in their way. There is a bet made that has Mike doing
something he normally wouldn’t just so his friend Jack can prove he is better. This
is where Monica and Lauren appear. Monica is the gorgeous and free spirited one
while Lauren is a quiet and beautiful girl who snags the guys interest. This is
the journey of Mike finding the girl of his dreams while not trying to get
involved or figure out what his heart is trying to tell him. I laughed so hard
at times I was given the funny look from my other half, it was a sweet story
and if you all have read Word Play already you’ll understand why I found myself
a bit teary.
This was an amazing collection of stories that should not be
overlooked, Amalie has a way with words and she draws you in and holds you
close throughout the book. I’m giving it 5 Stars and highly recommend it be one
clicked!!
Author Bio
Amalie Silver resides in Minnesota with her husband, two toddlers, and German Short-haired Pointer, Saba. She consumes approximately three pots of coffee a day, and credits this for her survival over the past decade.
When not completely consumed in her writing, she can be found taking road trips to northern Minnesota, engaging in fierce Scrabble games, or reading a good book. She’s a sucker for all romance genres, literary fiction, and psychological fiction.
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