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The one guy she can’t have is the one she can’t forget.
Liam Quinn is one of the biggest movie stars in the world…and the only man Elissa Holt has ever truly loved.
After being out of her life for six years, he and his gorgeous fiancé are set to star in the new Broadway show Elissa is stage managing. The only trouble is, when late night rehearsals bring Elissa and Liam together, the line between what is and what could have been gets blurred. Now one moment of weakness is about to create a scandal that will echo around the world.
Elissa knows that falling for Liam again would be a tragedy in the making, but as any good romantic knows, love doesn’t always follow the script.
“With the perfect balance of humor, steam, angst and impossible to put down, Leisa Rayven is a gifted storyteller, and Wicked Heart is truly exceptional.” –NATASHA IS A BOOK JUNKIE
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By Leisa Rayven
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FOOL ME ONCE
Present Day Pier 23 Rehearsal Rooms New York City
Tingles up my spine. Blood hot and fast beneath my skin.
Goddammit. This isn't good.
Why is this still happening to me after all these years?
I'm not a girl who swoons easily. I'm really not. If I were to describe myself I'd say I was passionate but logical, fiery but methodical, spontaneous but organized. All of these traits might seem like contradictions, but they make me a damn good stage manager, and I'm not too humble to say that at the age of twenty-five, I'm one of the most respected show runners on Broadway. Producers know they can depend on me to stay calm in a crisis. I run my shows with military precision, and I demand strict professionalism from everyone, especially myself.
My rules for a stress-free work environment are nonnegotiable: Treat everyone with respect, be firm but fair, and do not ever get romantically involved with someone in the show I'm running. For most of my career, I've had no problem following my own rules, but there is one thing that can derail my equilibrium in one fell swoop.
Well, not so much one thing as one person.
As I sit in the private cinema with my production team and watch the shirtless man on the screen take down an overwhelming number of enemies, I'm embarrassed by how hot my skin feels. How my breathing is shallow, and my thighs are pressed together. How I drink in every angle of his face and body. How I thrill to the flex of every perfect muscle.
But even more than that, I'm embarrassed how the passion of his performance makes me fantasize about doing passionate things to him. Not just sexual things, but they're certainly high on the list.
To put it simply, he makes me swoon like it's his damn job.
He's the only man who's ever affected me like this, and it's safe to say I hold it against him. It's inconvenient and rude.
He runs toward the gorgeous redhead on the screen and pulls her into a passionate embrace. The redhead is Angel Bell — recent cover model for People's "Most Beautiful Women in the Known Universe" and basic all-round Goddess. Perfect body. Perfect boobs. Perfect face. She's playing a seraph princess. Liam is her scorching-hot demon slave. They've just about destroyed the world trying to be together, and now Liam's kissing her like he'll die if he doesn't.
Goddamn, that man can kiss.
I cross my legs and sigh. This is insane.
I'm not against being aroused in general, but being aroused by this particular man is a recipe for disaster. The last time I let myself have these feelings for him, it didn't end well.
I feel a hand on my arm and turn to see one of Broadway's most respected directors, Marco Fiori, leaning over. His eyes are bright with excitement, and it's clear I'm not the only one who's noticed Liam's ... assets.
"Quite the specimen, isn't he?" Marco whispers.
I shrug. "If you like that sort of thing, I suppose." My raging hormones scream that we do like that sort of thing. We like it a whole helluva lot.
The only trouble is, we can't like it, because Liam's an actor, and we don't date actors. Also, in a few weeks, I'll be his stage manager. Also, he's engaged to his gorgeous costar.
Oh, and perhaps the most important reason is, once upon a time, we had a short but passionate-as-hell relationship and I've never recovered.
Somehow, I've managed to lock away the heartache he caused, possibly because I blame myself as much as I blame him. But the desire? That's still roaming free, storming through my composure like a bull in a china shop.
This is going to be an interesting project. It will be a miracle if my professionalism and I make it out alive.
* * *
Half an hour later, after a thunderous climax in which Liam saves the world, then has panty-melting sex with his leading lady, the movie ends.
When the lights come up, we all head into the nearby conference room. Our production team is small and consists of our producer, Ava Weinstein; our director, Marco; the designer and the production manager; and finally, my assistant stage manager and best friend, Joshua Kane.
"You okay?" Josh asks as we take our seats at the table. "You're flushed."
"I'm fine," I say. "Just warm. It was hot in there, right?"
Josh shrugs. "It was pretty damn hot when Angel was topless in the bathhouse, but other than that, I was freezing my balls off. I think the A/C was set to 'Arctic Blizzard.'"
I pick up the folder in front of me and fan myself. Despite Josh's chilly nuts, my blush is set at "Surface of the Sun."
Josh smiles to himself.
"What?" I ask, defensive.
"Nothing. Just finding it funny that after all of these years, one glimpse of Liam Quinn can still turn you as red as my credit card balance."
"I notice that wasn't a denial."
"Double shut up. And if you breathe a word of this to Marco, I'll rip off your icy balls and use them as earrings."
He laughs. "Marco doesn't know you two ... 'know' each other?"
"Or that every sexual fantasy you've had in the past six years has revolved around Liam?"
I glare at him.
He holds up his hands. "Fine. My lips are zipped. But if you latch on to him in rehearsals and hump his thigh, I expect to be absolved of all responsibility."
"If I get close enough to him to do any humping, you will have failed as my platonic life partner. Just remember that."
"God, woman," he says with a frustrated sigh. "Keeping you in line really is a full-time job."
Even when my anxiety levels are higher than James Franco's, I love that Josh can still make me smile. This is why he's been my bestie since our sophomore year in high school. Predictably, we met in drama club. He was one of the few straight boys there, and even though we both loved theater, we weren't great at the onstage stuff. After our less-than-stellar acting "debuts," in which we played what no doubt came across as the world's most awkward lovers, we decided to tread the less glorious path of backstage crew. It turns out my talent for organization and general bossiness is a plus in theater, and it wasn't long before I became the school's youngest-ever stage manager.
For some reason, Josh was content to play Robin to my backstage Batman, and we've been a dynamic duo ever since. People are always confused that we're friends and not lovers, but that's just the way it is with us. Besties 'til the end.
"Okay, team," Marco says when we're all seated. "That was the final movie in the Rageheart series, starring Liam Quinn and Angel Bell, our soon-to-be leading couple for my fabulous reimagining of Shakespeare's Taming of the Shrew."
I love Marco's concept to update Shakespeare's classic comedy. His work is clever and current, and I've been a fan since I worked on his most recent Broadway hit. The play just happened to also star my brother, Ethan, and his gorgeous now-fiancée, Cassie Taylor. After we'd been open for a few months, Marco poached me to run this project. Of course, at the time I had no idea it would star the "Lord of My Underpants," Liam Quinn. If I'd had that little nugget of information, I would have run in the other direction. Working with a man who lights up my libido like the Vegas strip isn't my idea of a good time.
"Now," Marco says, "unless you've been living under a rock for the past few years, you'll know that Liam and Angel are Hollywood's current golden couple. They dated for a couple of years, then got engaged, and judging from their regular public displays of affection, they're revoltingly in love."
I remember the day I found out they were dating. I'd never felt so stupid in my entire life. Or so heartbroken. I thought we had something special, but those photos were proof that even men as spectacular as Liam Quinn can be fickle bastards.
Marco points to the folders in front of us. "Those dossiers will familiarize you with our stars. They contain their official résumés, as well as quirky facts, likes, and dislikes."
As if I need any of that. I've been cyber-stalking Liam for years. Not my proudest achievement.
"At the back of the dossier," Marco says, "is a copy of Liam's and Angel's production riders." A production rider is a list of things companies are requested to provide to keep stars happy. The can range from the simple to the ridiculous.
"Please keep in mind that these aren't regular theater actors," Marco continues. "They're movie stars, so they're used to having all of their outrageous demands met. Let's try not to disappoint."
I sneak a peek at Angel's list.
It would seem Miss Bell's happiness depends on her dressing room being completely white — white carpet, furniture, drapes, and flowers. Her food and beverage requirements are straight out of the little-known best seller — Gourmet Crap That Will Send You Broke.
I flick over to Liam's rider. It lists only four things
Chocolate chip cookies
I smile. I remember his fondness for cookies and milk. He used to taste delicious after eating them. Cookies and cream is still my favorite flavor.
Josh frowns. "Are we really providing everything in Angel's rider? I wouldn't even know where to look for a 'Columbia Daylily.'"
Marco laughs. "Of course not. With our budget, we can barely afford bottled water, let alone a private chef or personal trainer."
Our producer, Ava, clears her throat. "I'm currently in negotiations with Anthony Kent, Liam and Angel's agent, and intend on vetoing the more ridiculous demands. Anthony needs to manage his clients' expectations about the difference between working in theater and film. Movie stars have no idea about how humble theater budgets are. I fear Angel and Liam are in for a rude awakening."
"Liam's done theater before," I say before thinking.
Ava raises an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Uh ... yes. It's right there on his résumé. Six years ago. Romeo and Juliet. Tribeca Shakespeare Festival."
Marco narrows his eyes. "Wasn't that the same production you and your brother were involved with? It was your first professional show, yes? You were only nineteen."
Damn that man and his elephantine memory. "Oh. Uh ... yes. It was."
"So you know Liam Quinn?" Ava asks, surprised.
At least, I thought I did. The man I knew was different from the short-tempered bad boy who now shows up in the gossip rags every few weeks.
"Will he give us any trouble?" Marco asks.
I shrug. "He was very professional as our Romeo, but that was before he became Mr. Big-Shot Hollywood Icon. Now, he has a history of aggression toward paparazzi. I haven't heard about him being difficult in a professional capacity, but it wouldn't surprise me."
Marco nods. "Agreed. In contrast, his fiancée seems so sweet in interviews it makes my teeth ache. I think we should all be prepared to tread carefully and massage some difficult attitudes."
For the rest of the meeting, I keep only one ear on the conversation as I think back to the Liam of Christmases past. He used to be passionate, attentive, and hot as hell, and he awakened a part of my sexuality I never knew existed. I should have realized it was too good to last. There isn't a man on earth as perfect as he was pretending to be.
Even after all of this time, I hate how he played me. And I still wonder why he did it. To prove he could? To make sure I had both feet firmly on the rug before he pulled it out from under me?
Whatever the reason, what's done is done. I can't go back and change things. But I can make sure Liam Quinn never gets the chance to fool me again.CHAPTER 2
Three Weeks Later Pier 23 Rehearsal Rooms New York City
I hear a barrage of screams. Either Liam and Angel have just arrived, or hundreds of people are being tortured right outside the building.
My pulse kicks into overdrive, and I take a deep breath as I remind myself to stay cool. I just need to detach my emotions. Compartmentalize. It's usually my specialty.
Knowing he's near, my dormant romantic fantasies spark like half-lit fireworks, threatening to ignite all over again.
The screams downstairs get louder. They do nothing to help my state of mind.
I cross the rehearsal room and look out the window onto the street below. Sure enough, down on the pavement is a huge crowd of salivating women, and a few men. Climbing out of a black Escalade in front of them is the object of millions of sexual fantasies. My heart rate speeds up as the tall man with the perfect physique smiles and waves at his fans. He looks good. Better than he has any right to.
His sandy-brown hair is artfully tousled, and although a lot of men spend ages trying to emulate the look, what they don't realize is that Liam rolls out of bed like that. It only adds to his sex appeal. Any man who naturally looks like he's just gone ten rounds in the sack gets top spot on the hotness meter. His high cheekbones and square jaw bump him up even higher, and that's before we even make it to his lips and eyes. I thank the gods his crazy-beautiful blue-green eyes are hidden behind sunglasses, and that I'm too far away to get the full effect of the rest of his face.
Pity I can't say the same thing about his body.
I've never met anyone with a body like Liam's. It's my definition of perfection. Every muscle is defined and sculpted but not huge or bulky. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The best butt I've ever laid eyes on.
I didn't know I had a thing for muscles before I met Liam, but boy, I know now.
His T-shirt pulls tight across his shoulders as he reaches into the Escalade and helps a statuesque redhead out of the car.
Angel Bell. Beauty queen, socialite, fashion maven, and Hollywood princess. Daughter of Senator Cyrus Bell, and sister of award-winning journalist Tori Bell.
Josh appears beside me. "Angeeeeeeel," he whispers in a reverent tone. "Leave that muscled loser and let me love you. We'd make beautiful babies."
"Oh, ew," I say.
Josh leans closer to the windows to get a better look. "So you're allowed to lust after Mr. Tall-and-Ripped but I can't have an innocent crush on lovely Leggy McRedhead?"
"Josh, none of your crushes are innocent."
He chuckles. "Okay, fine. I want to do bad things to her. But can you blame me? I want to wrap those long legs around me and make her mewl like a kitten."
"Isn't she a bit vanilla for your tastes?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. She seems like a perfectly nice girl."
"Exactly. You don't date nice girls."
Josh has a thing for actresses. More specifically, wildly ambitious actresses who are two neuroses short of batshit crazy. His girlfriends tend to have a lot in common with Broadway shows: They're always high maintenance and filled with drama.
"You're right," he says. "I usually prefer girls who challenge me."
"You say 'challenge,' and I hear 'scare the crap out of.'"
"That reminds me — tell me again why you and I have never dated?"
"Because we made out that one time in sophomore year and both thought it was weird as hell."
"Well, you thought that. I was into it."
He crosses his arms over his chest. "Elissa, I don't know whether you realize this, but you are a smoking-hot female specimen. Yes, I'm your best friend, but I'm also a man. Kissing a chick who looks like Scarlett Johansson's younger sister is going to give me masculine stirrings. Have no doubt."
I laugh. I really don't want to hear about his stirrings, masculine or otherwise. Josh is like my brother. Well, a brother I get along with.
I pat his arm. "Okay, let's drop the subject. We're on the clock now. Professional faces, please."
He nods. "But just to be clear, I can tell you my pornographic fantasies when we get home, right?"
"If you must."
I turn back to the windows to see Angel stumble in her heels. When Liam pulls her tight against him with a look of concern, the whole crowd "awwws" before getting back to their dedicated screaming.
"I love you, Liam!"
"Sign my arm!"
"Marry me! Pleeeeease!"
"Angel, you're beautiful!"
They're right about that. She really is beautiful. While I'm five-three and curvy, she's tall, svelte, and elegant. My hair is blond and shoulder-length, hers is long, auburn, and looks like she should be appearing in a shampoo commercial. My eyes are basic blue, hers are a striking green. The only thing I have over her is my boobs. Hers may defy gravity, but mine are real.
I grudgingly admit I understand what Liam sees in her. She's far more in his league than I ever was. Their children will be so genetically blessed they'll probably develop superpowers.
I watch as Liam and Angel continue to sign autographs and pose for pictures. Every action is accompanied by frenzied squeals. I wonder what it must be like to star in something as huge as Rageheart and have millions of fans all over the world. Liam's portrayal of the passionate, mostly shirtless demon Zan, who leads a slave uprising and falls in love with the seraph king's daughter, has ignited countless pairs of panties. I think it's safe to say he's the biggest movie star in the world right now.
"Dammit," Josh says. "Does the chiseled Adonis really have to taint my wife-to-be's lips like that? It's gross."
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Table of Contents
1. Fool Me Once,
2. Mr. Quinn,
3. Past Tense,
4. Audition Hell,
5. Getting Closer,
6. The Consequence of Wanting,
8. No Excuses,
9. Present Tense,
10. A Very Bad Plan,
11. Dresses and Divas,
12. Tactical Retreat,
13. Desperate Times,
14. Call for Help,
16. Love and Lobsters,
17. Coming Clean,
19. One Small Problem,
20. Dirty Rat,
21. The Sting,
22. The Last Stand,
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NO ONE writes second chance love angst like Leisa Rayven! I absolutely adored the first book books in this series and Wicked Heart did not let me down! In this book, the heroine is Elissa, the sister of the hero from the previous books. She is a stage manager and is known as the best in the business. She is thrown into managing a show staring her ex. Her ex with a new fiancé who is also staring in the show. Things are strained and the tension can be felt for miles around, but Elissa is a professional and doesn’t let it affect her job. However, Liam is affected by seeing Lissa even though he has a new woman in his life. The story flashes back to how Lissa and Liam met and Oh Em GEE!! THE ANGST!!! THE TENSION!!! I LOVE IT!!! So many things kept these two apart for such a considerable amount of time, so their coming together was glorious and oh so very HOT!! Need a fan to cool myself off kind of HOT!! I became so invested in these characters and their relationship that I did not want this story to ever end! They tore me apart, put me back together, and then broke my heart all over, again. The fact that we got to see why they broke up and that the reason wasn’t what it seemed made me love the author that much more. But, I also fell for Angel, Liam’s fiancé and Josh, Lissa’s best friend. I only hope that they each get their own story (or end up in one story, together). This book works as a stand-alone, even though it is part of a series. If you love angst, then grab is and put some time aside to read it because you won’t want to put it down once you start! *Copy provided for review.
This was amazing! I was so tied up in everything. Angst filled and sexy and really entertaining. I absolutely adored this! Liam and Elissa are such amazing characters with real depth, I loved them so much. Elissa had a great voice and some seriously awesome one liners. So funny, I loved her humor and the moments of levity that it brought to the storyline because as much as I loved the story, it stressed me out! I swear I could feel the anxiety crawling on my skin. There were so many ups and downs between her and Liam. Meeting, being apart, and then reconnecting under very strained circumstances. It was a wonderful, stressful, beautiful ride. There was a crazy build with a ton of sexual tension happening too. My stomach would do little flip-flops! I couldn't wait for them to get together. I had so many conflicting feelings about Liam. He was so sweet and sincere but his actions sometimes left me confused. I was loving him but I wasn't always liking or understanding his choices. I swear when all was revealed and things became crystal clear, I had a physical sigh of relief. I love that I was so caught up in all the moments that I was having very real reactions. The writing was so well developed, drawing me in, I couldn't help myself. I loved the other characters in the story as well. Amber and Josh were so great. I liked the side story that was happening and the tension it brought as well. So many great little details were incorporated, it was all awesome! Solid story throughout, excellent pace and build. Fantastic ending. Loved the epilogue. Loved it ALL! Leisa Rayven is so talented. It's like her stories break me a little because they evoke so much emotion out of me but then she builds me back up and I just feel full and happy from this amazing story I got to read. There was so much depth and emotion. Drama and heat. Lightness and fun. This story has it all. Perfect! Complimentary copy received for honest review.
Rayven once again took my emotions on a monster rollercoaster ride and I loved every page of it. Although Wicked Heart is the third book in the Starcrossed series, you can read it as a standalone as the focus has moved from Cassie and Ethan to Ethan’s sister, Elissa, and her second chance romance with Liam, the man who broke her heart. That said, I recommend reading them all as Bad Romeo and Broken Juliet were stellar reads as well. Much like the first two novels in the series, the author moves from the present to the past and back again almost seamlessly. So as we watch Elissa try to steel herself against being in Liam’s presence after he deserted her six years ago, we get to see how they met, what led to their separation, and what Liam did that shattered Elissa’s heart and trust in men. I must admit that the more of the past that was revealed, the harder it was for me to understand why Elissa would even give Liam the time of day, much less worry about falling for him again – yes, what he did was that bad. That said, once the two of them were alone together, the chemistry between them is so intense that I could feel it radiating from the pages. But it wasn’t just sexual chemistry – which was scorching – but the emotional bond that formed, that instantaneous connection some people have with one another that has nothing to do with attraction. Elissa explains it perfectly in her conversation with Josh: “Like there was a stranger standing in front of you who felt like home?” So even as my heart broke with Elissa’s time and time again, even as I felt the sting of betrayal she experienced, I understood her hope for a future with Liam. Yet even as Rayven makes them earn it, I was left wondering how it would work out for much longer than I would have expected. The supporting cast in this book was awesome! I loved Josh and Angel, and loved to hate Kent. As Elissa’s best friend, roommate, and colleague, Josh gave Elissa much needed support as she navigated the muddy waters of executing her duties as stage manager flawlessly while avoiding the landmines that working with Liam was bound to trigger. Despite of who she is to Liam, Angel was an absolutely lovely character and I really, really loved the new direction life seemed to be taking her. Kent, Angel and Liam’s agent, was a complete slime ball and I’m sorry he didn’t get the chance to experience a real-life Shakespearean demise. Wicked Heart was an excellent addition to the Starcrossed series that provided the right combination of angst, heartbreak, romance, hot sex, betrayal, humor (Elissa is a hoot; Exhibit A – Fitness Protection Program), and love. I really hope the author has more in store for the series. I received a complimentary copy of the book in exchange for an honest review. Reviewed by Angela at Crystal's Many Reviewers!
Any book with a heroine that loves cheese is a winner in my book. Let me say this, at first I was nervous about Wicked Heart because I absolutely adored Bad Romeo and Broken Juliet. This book did not disappoint though. Leisa writes these books were you can’t help but to have a connection with the characters in it. Not only that, but I love the humor that is found within the pages.
Loved, loved loved, loooooved this book so freaking much! It brought me out of an eternal reading slump, I couldn't stop reading, I wanted the angst to go away and the happiness to arrive, I had to keep reading and find out if my favorite characters were finally going to be okay!! This is definitely my favorite out of this series without a doubt, I love Cassie and Ethan I really do, but Liam and Elissa??? They are perfect! The book has it all a world wind romance, a soul shattering heartbreak, mystery, betrayal, sexy times and swoony times and oh so much angst! After living a short but intense romance Liam and Elissa go different ways and now after many years they are thrown back together when Liam is set to star in the same show Elissa is working on, from moment one of the reunion there were sparks and also tension, and that is mainly the set of the book. We find out what exactly happened in the past and what is happening now in the present. After I finished reading it I was just sitting there with a huge smile on my face, it was that PERFECT! And I can't wait for the world to read it! Now I must ask, are other two characters getting their own book? Oh I hope so!
4.5 Stars! Wow, what a terrific book from new to me author Leisa Rayven! Wicked Heart grabs you right from the beginning and the engaging plot never loses momentum. The two primary characters, Broadway theater stage manager Elissa Holt, and A-list actor Liam Quinn, have undeniable chemistry, and their journey to forever is replete with desire, patience, trust, and love. This is the third book from Ms. Rayven's Starcrossed series and it can be enjoyed as a standalone. Six years ago, Elissa and Liam fell madly in love. Then Liam moved from New York City to Hollywood and made it big on the film scene. Now it is present day, and Liam is back in NYC to perform in a play with his fiancee, famous actress Angel Bell. To the public, Liam and Angel are the "it couple" and their every move is fodder for the tabloids. However, they are not in love. After all this time Elissa and Liam are still hot for each other, which complicates both their professional and personal lives. Luckily, love and a little bit of blackmail, conquers all. This is a sexy love story with an exciting plot and well-defined characters. Ms. Rayven is an excellent storyteller and her words kept me entertained start from the very first chapter. Josh, Elissa' best friend, is the perfect wing-man and he is quite comical at times. If you enjoy a novel with a strong heroine and a hero that is unbelievably romantic, then check out this book. Complimentary copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.