About The Book:
Title: Etoile
Series: Mannequin #1
Author: Olivia Besse
Author: Olivia Besse
The Mannequin series is an exciting erotic romance journey that gives readers an intimate look into the not-so-glamorous sides of the fashion and modelling industries. This book contains explicit content and is not intended for younger readers!
From afar, Elodie Marais is just a typical 19-year old girl roughing it in Manhattan. She hates her job, her love life sucks and she's totally getting ripped off by her landlord. Like most of her starry-eyed peers, she'll do anything for the Triple P's—Prada, a Promotion and the elusive Perfect Boyfriend. But Elodie and her friends aren't your average new adults who are bored to tears by their uninspiring lives—they're fashion models.
So what's a girl to do when her life is turned upside down as two irresistible bachelors vie for her doe-eyed attention, just as she's starting to make waves in the modelling world? Will she go with charming and sensitive James, a handsome financier, or reckless and unpredictable Tyler, the stunning male model du jour?
Follow Elodie's adventures from Manhattan to Paris as she navigates the terrifying worlds that are the modeling industry and her love life, one effortlessly chic outfit at a time.
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Etoile by Olivia Besse is the first book in her Mannequin series. Fans of the fashion world unite and read this book. It was a little too fashion conscious and clothing for my tastes - which speaks ONLY to my tastes and not the quality of the book. I was also a little uncomfortable with the almost love triangle thing Elodie had going on with James and Tyler. Again, this is my reaction to the plot.
Well-paced with intriguing characters this book provides a harsh look at the dark reality of the modeling and fashion industry. In-depth descriptions throughout the book paint a clear picture of the clothes and scenery.
Olivia Besse is a rookie to the literary scene, moonlighting as a writer to keep what's left of her sanity! Stay tuned for relatable New Adult novels penned by an actual new adult!
Follow Elodie's adventures from Manhattan to Paris as she navigates the terrifying worlds that are the modeling industry and her love life, one effortlessly chic outfit at a time.
Excerpt:
And just then, as she was smirking mischievously at her bright screen, she felt an icy coldness dribble down her arms and legs. She looked up angrily above where she was sitting and was greeted by wide brown eyes in a state of shock.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry!" the culprit yelled out.
Elodie abruptly stood up and felt the cold liquid seep through her dress and uncomfortably come in contact with the bare skin underneath.
"Fuck!" she yelled out in annoyance as the stream continued to trickle down her legs. The boy rushed to hand her some napkins, which she snatched from him angrily to dab helplessly at her poor dress.
"I'm so sorry," he continued to shout. "I was walking back and that girl was dancing and she knocked into me. Shit, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"
With flaring nostrils, Elodie looked past him to see who the stupid bitch was. It was none other than Uli, who was now drinking directly from the bottle at the prodding of the boys at the table next to them. Typical.
She rolled her eyes and turned back to the boy who had ruined her mood, ready to give him a piece of her mind. Expecting to lock eyes with some sort of uncoordinated dweeb, she was shocked to find a handsome young man staring at her with a concerned expression.
He gave her a small smile as their eyes locked. His perfectly shaped eyebrows unfurrowed as his big brown eyes relaxed. He leaned in close to her ear and introduced himself.
"James. James Campbell. Again, I'm really sorry. Forgive me?" He gave her an adorable pleading pout. Elodie couldn't help but return his smile and nod in a surrendering fashion
"Elodie," she yelled back.
He continued to grin at her until his obnoxious friend, who still had his arm wrapped around Jelena, came and grabbed him around the shoulders with his free hand.
"Jimmy! Models and bottles, baby!" he exclaimed as he and Jelena continued with their whooping. They had acquired those garish light-up glasses from somewhere or another, and were having the time of their lives.
James squinted one of his eyes at Elodie and crinkled his nose in embarrassment. God, his teeth were straight, Elodie couldn't help but think. Did all of these boys work on Colgate campaigns?
He shook off his friend's grasp and yelled out again, "Really sorry about the dress. Let me pay for the dry cleaning at the very least!"
She giggled and shook her head no, to which he boldly responded, "Then at least let me take you out to dinner!"
Elodie took a good look at him before replying. He was strikingly good looking in a preppy way with tall blond hair that was perfectly coiffed. And he was definitely a lot cuter than most of the sullen male models that she worked with. Through his pale blue dress shirt, which had also fallen victim to the spill, she could see that he was slim yet muscular, which was just her type.
Before she could agree to his proposition, she felt someone's arm firmly loop around her waist. "There's my girl!"
Without even looking, Elodie knew who it was by the slight twang in his voice and the unforgettable scent of his cologne. Indeed, she spun around to find Tyler hanging onto her, with his friends Jay, Theo and Soren trailing behind.
Tyler gave a cocky laugh as he nuzzled her cheek. She heard Tatiana screeching as she hugged Soren, blabbering about how they needed to have a drink together.
Shit. Elodie turned back to James, whose smile had faltered a bit. He shrugged good-naturedly and gestured for her to go on ahead without him as Tyler pulled her away.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry!" the culprit yelled out.
Elodie abruptly stood up and felt the cold liquid seep through her dress and uncomfortably come in contact with the bare skin underneath.
"Fuck!" she yelled out in annoyance as the stream continued to trickle down her legs. The boy rushed to hand her some napkins, which she snatched from him angrily to dab helplessly at her poor dress.
"I'm so sorry," he continued to shout. "I was walking back and that girl was dancing and she knocked into me. Shit, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"
With flaring nostrils, Elodie looked past him to see who the stupid bitch was. It was none other than Uli, who was now drinking directly from the bottle at the prodding of the boys at the table next to them. Typical.
She rolled her eyes and turned back to the boy who had ruined her mood, ready to give him a piece of her mind. Expecting to lock eyes with some sort of uncoordinated dweeb, she was shocked to find a handsome young man staring at her with a concerned expression.
He gave her a small smile as their eyes locked. His perfectly shaped eyebrows unfurrowed as his big brown eyes relaxed. He leaned in close to her ear and introduced himself.
"James. James Campbell. Again, I'm really sorry. Forgive me?" He gave her an adorable pleading pout. Elodie couldn't help but return his smile and nod in a surrendering fashion
"Elodie," she yelled back.
He continued to grin at her until his obnoxious friend, who still had his arm wrapped around Jelena, came and grabbed him around the shoulders with his free hand.
"Jimmy! Models and bottles, baby!" he exclaimed as he and Jelena continued with their whooping. They had acquired those garish light-up glasses from somewhere or another, and were having the time of their lives.
James squinted one of his eyes at Elodie and crinkled his nose in embarrassment. God, his teeth were straight, Elodie couldn't help but think. Did all of these boys work on Colgate campaigns?
He shook off his friend's grasp and yelled out again, "Really sorry about the dress. Let me pay for the dry cleaning at the very least!"
She giggled and shook her head no, to which he boldly responded, "Then at least let me take you out to dinner!"
Elodie took a good look at him before replying. He was strikingly good looking in a preppy way with tall blond hair that was perfectly coiffed. And he was definitely a lot cuter than most of the sullen male models that she worked with. Through his pale blue dress shirt, which had also fallen victim to the spill, she could see that he was slim yet muscular, which was just her type.
Before she could agree to his proposition, she felt someone's arm firmly loop around her waist. "There's my girl!"
Without even looking, Elodie knew who it was by the slight twang in his voice and the unforgettable scent of his cologne. Indeed, she spun around to find Tyler hanging onto her, with his friends Jay, Theo and Soren trailing behind.
Tyler gave a cocky laugh as he nuzzled her cheek. She heard Tatiana screeching as she hugged Soren, blabbering about how they needed to have a drink together.
Shit. Elodie turned back to James, whose smile had faltered a bit. He shrugged good-naturedly and gestured for her to go on ahead without him as Tyler pulled her away.
My Review:
My rating: 3 of 5 starsEtoile by Olivia Besse is the first book in her Mannequin series. Fans of the fashion world unite and read this book. It was a little too fashion conscious and clothing for my tastes - which speaks ONLY to my tastes and not the quality of the book. I was also a little uncomfortable with the almost love triangle thing Elodie had going on with James and Tyler. Again, this is my reaction to the plot.
Well-paced with intriguing characters this book provides a harsh look at the dark reality of the modeling and fashion industry. In-depth descriptions throughout the book paint a clear picture of the clothes and scenery.
About The Author:
Olivia Besse is a rookie to the literary scene, moonlighting as a writer to keep what's left of her sanity! Stay tuned for relatable New Adult novels penned by an actual new adult!
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