Release Day: Charlie

Today is the release day for Charlie, the first interconnected standalone dark romance in my Rydeville Elite world. Charlie was previously available in the Bully Me Box Set, which has since been unpublished. This version is an extended version with an extra chapter plus two epilogues. I have released it on limited time 0.99* pricing to enable readers to pick up the extended version cheap. The price will be increasing to $2.99 in a couple days. It is also free to read in KU, like all my books.

A lot of readers are conflicted about Charlie, having a love/hate relationship with him after the trilogy, but I promise if you give this book a chance you will change your mind! I’m so happy that my ARC readers all feel Charlie has been redeemed with many now claiming he is their favorite guy in the series! We also get to catch up with all your favorite characters from the series as well as finding out new dastardly Elite developments, dum, dum, dum….. Lol.

You can buy your copy here.

*The price is slightly higher in CA and AU due to currency exchange.

About The Book

CharlieCharlie (Rydeville Elite #4)
by Siobhan Davis

Book Description:
Dropping out of college senior year was never part of my plan. But Dad needs me, and Iโ€™d move mountains for the only parent Iโ€™ve ever knownโ€”even working for the company that fired him.

My boss, Charlie, is determined to make my life a living hell, availing of every opportunity to undermine my confidence, to humiliate and threaten me.

Sleeping with him the night of his wedding might have something to do with his attitude.

Or the fact Iโ€™m the spitting image of the woman he really wants.

If our financial situation wasnโ€™t so dire, Iโ€™d tell Charlie to stick his job up his delectable butt.

But Iโ€™m trapped, and things are only getting worse. Because the more layers I uncover, the more I realize he is nothing l expected and everything I crave.

If there was a manual for all the ways a person could mess up his life, itโ€™d have my name written on it.

I canโ€™t undo the things Iโ€™ve done, no matter how badly I want to, and every day is a constant reminder of my epic failure.

Especially her.

Itโ€™s as if Demi has been put on this earth to punish me. To inflict more torture and pain. Because every second Iโ€™m around her, she makes me feel things I donโ€™t want to feel.

So, I lash out. Doing my best to push her away.

Until I realize sheโ€™s everything I never knew I needed, and the fight becomes a new battleโ€”one to win her heart.




โ€œYou canโ€™t be serious?โ€ My voice elevates a few octaves as panic swaddles me.

โ€œAs a heart attack,โ€ he coolly replies.

His dark gaze challenges me, but I canโ€™t figure out if itโ€™s a test. Does he want me to obey or fight him on it?

I stand, and our chests brush in the process, sending a wave of heat flooding through me. Ignoring my cursed libido, I glare at him. โ€œIโ€™m not blowing you. That is unethical, illegal, and downright disgusting.โ€

He smirks, and the urge to slap him again is riding me hard.

โ€œLetโ€™s not pretend, Demi.โ€ He places his thumb on my neck, just underneath my jawline, right in the spot where my heartbeat is thumping like crazy. โ€œThere would be nothing disgusting about it, and we both know it.โ€

He cocks his head to the side as his thumb swipes back and forth across my overly sensitive flesh. โ€œI know youโ€™re a good girl, Demi. Everyone can see that.โ€ He leans in close to my face, lining his lips up with mine, keeping scant distance between us.
At this proximity, his spicy, woodsy scent assaults me, holding me prisoner, ensuring I canโ€™t move a muscle.

โ€œBut I also know youโ€™re a naughty, dirty girl.โ€ He presses a kiss to the corner of my mouth. โ€œAnd Iโ€™m guessing that side of you hasnโ€™t been explored.โ€ He trails his hand up the side of my thigh, over my skirt, but I still feel his touch skin-deep. โ€œI know you want to do it, dirty girl. You want to sink to your knees and let me fuck your mouth until youโ€™re gagging and choking and enjoying every mouthwatering moment.โ€ He grips my hip hard, and I gasp, the pain sending a torrent of heat to my core.

A switch flicks in my brain, and I shove at his chest, pushing him back a couple steps. โ€œYou know nothing, Mr. Barron. Iโ€™m not some cheap whore you can manipulate. I have more self-respect.โ€

Copyright Siobhan Davis 2020

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