Title: Cruel Boy
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Bully Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2019
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Gossip always goes around at Falcon Elite Prep.
Everyone knows Nate Wilson, the most popular football quarterback and every girl’s crush.
But there’s more behind those drop-dead gorgeous eyes and that killer smile …
He’s a notorious heartbreaker …
And he’s got his eyes set on me.
The twisted games he plays are cruel and dangerous.
He teases and tempts me … just to ruin me.
Because I know the one thing he doesn’t want anyone to know.
A big, dirty secret …
And there’s nothing bad boys won’t do to keep a secret buried.
“Your phone’s not here. I’m sorry to disappoint you,” he says, stepping closer. “Anything else I can help you with?”
“I … uh …” God, why am I this way around him? It doesn’t make any sense. He’s a bully. I should hate him. But oh my God, I want to kiss him so badly too, and it shows.
For every step he takes closer, I take one back even though my body hungers to get close. I shouldn’t give in; it’s not right. Everyone in this school thinks he’s guilty. Hell, maybe even I do. I don’t know yet.
But what I do know is that he’s beyond bad, and I’m melting into a puddle just from that dirty look in his eyes as he traps me in a corner. No way out. This is it. We’re in the showers backed up against a wall. Hormones rage through my body as he places a hand on the wall beside me and cocks his head.
“Are you still scared of me?” he asks.
I rub my lips together. I can’t say because I don’t know the answer.
“I don’t … know. I don’t know anything anymore,” I whisper.
“You don’t know, or you don’t want to know?”
I try to find the truth in his eyes, but all I find is hunger … a kind of hunger that you can feel in your bones and consumes your every waking thought.
“You’re scared that you actually like me,” he murmurs. His forehead leans against mine. “You’re scared of what might happen if you let me kiss you,” he whispers, his mouth a hair’s breadth away from mine. “You’re scared of what might happen if you let me have you … If you become mine.”
Suddenly, the showers turn on right above us. Fuck, I must’ve hit them with my back. We’re getting soaking wet, but he’s not moving … and neither am I.
“You threw me in the pool. Hung my panties on my locker. Made fun of me in front of your friends,” I mutter, trying to create more distance, trying to push him away, trying to make up reasons this shouldn’t happen. “You heard Layla when she said—”
He places a finger on my lips, droplets of water dripping down onto my skin. “I don’t give a fuck what Layla says or thinks. I only give a fuck about what you think of me.”
His words strike me to my core.
Never in a million years did I imagine this happening, that I’d be standing here getting soaking wet in the locker rooms with Falcon Elite Prep’s worst bad boy, the star athlete, and most popular guy at school … and that I’d want nothing more than to kiss him.
“I did those things to get my way, to get you to fear me, to get you to submit …” he murmurs. “To get what I want.”
“The photos,” I reply.
“And you,” he whispers, gazing straight into my eyes, setting my heart on fire. “I want you, and I know you want me too.”
Our lips touch, and sparks fly. The first touch is always the best, where our lips still linger on should-I-or-should-I-not. But we both know that phase has long since passed. I can’t say no to him anymore.
And suddenly, his kisses aren’t so soft anymore. His mouth claims mine with a greed I’ve never felt before, and it excites me to my core. His hand is on my waist, his body against mine, and I can feel every ridge of his muscles, every inch of skin against my own … and the bulge poking against my belly.
It turns me on like nothing else ever has.
The hand that was on the wall entwines with mine as our tongues lock and engage in a battle of lust. Suddenly, he grabs my wrists and pins them up against the wall, and I can’t. Fucking. Breathe.
“I … uh …” God, why am I this way around him? It doesn’t make any sense. He’s a bully. I should hate him. But oh my God, I want to kiss him so badly too, and it shows.
For every step he takes closer, I take one back even though my body hungers to get close. I shouldn’t give in; it’s not right. Everyone in this school thinks he’s guilty. Hell, maybe even I do. I don’t know yet.
But what I do know is that he’s beyond bad, and I’m melting into a puddle just from that dirty look in his eyes as he traps me in a corner. No way out. This is it. We’re in the showers backed up against a wall. Hormones rage through my body as he places a hand on the wall beside me and cocks his head.
“Are you still scared of me?” he asks.
I rub my lips together. I can’t say because I don’t know the answer.
“I don’t … know. I don’t know anything anymore,” I whisper.
“You don’t know, or you don’t want to know?”
I try to find the truth in his eyes, but all I find is hunger … a kind of hunger that you can feel in your bones and consumes your every waking thought.
“You’re scared that you actually like me,” he murmurs. His forehead leans against mine. “You’re scared of what might happen if you let me kiss you,” he whispers, his mouth a hair’s breadth away from mine. “You’re scared of what might happen if you let me have you … If you become mine.”
Suddenly, the showers turn on right above us. Fuck, I must’ve hit them with my back. We’re getting soaking wet, but he’s not moving … and neither am I.
“You threw me in the pool. Hung my panties on my locker. Made fun of me in front of your friends,” I mutter, trying to create more distance, trying to push him away, trying to make up reasons this shouldn’t happen. “You heard Layla when she said—”
He places a finger on my lips, droplets of water dripping down onto my skin. “I don’t give a fuck what Layla says or thinks. I only give a fuck about what you think of me.”
His words strike me to my core.
Never in a million years did I imagine this happening, that I’d be standing here getting soaking wet in the locker rooms with Falcon Elite Prep’s worst bad boy, the star athlete, and most popular guy at school … and that I’d want nothing more than to kiss him.
“I did those things to get my way, to get you to fear me, to get you to submit …” he murmurs. “To get what I want.”
“The photos,” I reply.
“And you,” he whispers, gazing straight into my eyes, setting my heart on fire. “I want you, and I know you want me too.”
Our lips touch, and sparks fly. The first touch is always the best, where our lips still linger on should-I-or-should-I-not. But we both know that phase has long since passed. I can’t say no to him anymore.
And suddenly, his kisses aren’t so soft anymore. His mouth claims mine with a greed I’ve never felt before, and it excites me to my core. His hand is on my waist, his body against mine, and I can feel every ridge of his muscles, every inch of skin against my own … and the bulge poking against my belly.
It turns me on like nothing else ever has.
The hand that was on the wall entwines with mine as our tongues lock and engage in a battle of lust. Suddenly, he grabs my wrists and pins them up against the wall, and I can’t. Fucking. Breathe.
Freaking amazing!! Wow the twists and turns I never saw coming, it was crazy. This book...gosh I sat and read it in one go, then had to gather myself to be able to tell y'all about how awesome this book is. The main characters are an unholy mess. That's all there is to it. Nate the biggest mess of all, but even though he has his issues, you still what to root for him.
The book was very well thought, and plotted out, and I wish this would be a series because honestly I can't get enough.
The book was very well thought, and plotted out, and I wish this would be a series because honestly I can't get enough.
The world is of the rich and elite kids, and having seen that kind of life growing up, I know how messy it can get. This is a top tier world, and we just get a glimpse. It's told in dual pov which is great for this type of book, and the twist and turns. It helps you understand the characters way better than just a single pov or third person. I can't recommend this book enough if you like bully romances.
"He's a sinner, a cruel boy, someone no one should ever want, yet everyone craves, including me."
GOOD. GAWD!!! This intensely gripping bully romance is a dark and twisted read that will hold you absolutely spellbound. Clarissa's writing is so descriptive that I felt I was actually there with these characters, feeling everything they felt during each moment of this story. This all-consuming and addicting tale had me on the edge of my seat, hooked from beginning to end.
In Cruel Boy we meet Nate and Sam, two people who can't stand each other. Nate is a straight up asshole to Sam, all to get something he wants from her. He puts her through hell, but let me tell you, Sam gives as good as she gets. She does not put up with his bullshit. She fights him at every turn. But despite all of the push and pull in this love/hate relationship, it's obvious that they would make the perfect pair. You can't help but to get sucked into the endearing complexity of these characters and their tumultuous story. Even though there were times that Nate frustrated me to no end, I could not help but to fall in love with this beautiful, broken man. But will these two finally get what they want or will it all fall apart?
Clarissa gave her readers an incredible story in Cruel Boy. I loved everything about this seemingly perfect couple's sexy, slow-burn, heart-tugging journey to happily ever after. And there are plenty of surprising moments that will keep you so enthralled that I can almost guarantee that you will polish this one off in just one sitting as I did. This was bully romance at its finest. Trust me when I say, you DO NOT want to pass this one up!
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