BLOG TOUR: RICK PRICK by TIJAN

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“Blaise is the perfect rich prick to fall in love with! One of my fav reads in 2020!”

– Ilsa Madden-Mills, Wall Street Journal Bestselling author

Rich Prick, an all-new not-to-be-missed, opposites-attract standalone romance by New York Times bestselling author Tijan, is available now!

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He walked into school on his first day and owned it.

I guess that’s what happens when you’re a prick, rich, and you’re best friends with the ruling school’s king.

Also didn’t hurt he’s drop dead gorgeous.

That’s all fine.

I mean, I have nothing to do with them.

I’m a loner, invisible, and that’s how I wanted it to be.

I was even proud of it, until I wasn’t.

Until I saw a girl kneel before him.

Until I couldn’t look away.

Until he caught me watching.

His name is Blaise Devroe. My name is Aspen Monson.

He only knew how to get, command, and demand attention.

I knew how to do everything but that.

And this is our story.

*Rich Prick is a full 100k standalone.

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Review

As the title suggests, Tijan’s newest hero, Blaise Devroe, has money and a huge chip on his shoulder, and it’s difficult to see past the words that come out of his mouth and the attitude he exudes in just one look, but there are reasons for his prickish behavior, but his unwillingness to expose those scars, even to those closest to him, is why no one truly knows everything there is to know about Blaise, and he has no plans to change that, making sure that those around him are more than clued-in that no one has the ability to get beneath his walls.

As much as I tried to understand Blaise’s issues and recognize that his lashing out has more to do with him than those around him, but holy man does he rub me the wrong way for so much of the story. But that’s one aspect of Tijan’s writing that is always on point, so while I wanted to throttle him, I also knew that there was a reason that she crafted him the way she did for reasons that would be revealed, even if that didn’t occur until the end of the story. 

Aspen Monson is a heroine who readers will feel a wide range of emotions for, none of them negative. Her young life has not been easy due to a significant loss, which is the primary reason for her decision to live in the background. But no matter how awkward she seems or how much of a loner she chooses to be, she does not go unnoticed, and it’s one guy, in particular, that she kind of doesn’t mind if she’s on his radar because he has been on hers for quite some time.

I do have to say that the development of Blaise and Aspen’s relationship felt a little under developed. Don’t get me wrong, their attraction is more than evident and the fact that Aspen affects Blaise on a pretty deep level, from the start, illustrates just how much of a game changer she is and how much she owns him in a way that he never thought he would want but now can’t help but crave. But I wanted more of the ins and outs of their connection, what they see in each other, past the physical attraction, and how they end up helping one another with scars that they don’t allow other people to see.

Rich Prick brings together a few of Tijan’s worlds, which means that there are certain dynamics involved in the story line and readers who are familiar with these settings will love not just the cameos that happen in Blaise and Aspen’s story but also the connections and insights that are provided as this story unfolds.

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Excerpt

I’d done my research. Zeke Allen’s cabin was set a good ten miles away from the nearest neighbors. I should’ve been in the clear to sneak onto their land, do a little freestyle camping, and listen to the party sounds like the loser I was. But noooo. I was about to get company.

As I snuck out of my tent, and realized who it was, I almost crapped my pants.

It was Blaise DeVroe, holding hands with Mara Daniels.

As popular girls went, Mara Daniels was one of the nicer ones. She was on the dance team. Dark hair. Shorter, but athletic. The problem with Mara was that she was friends with the other popular girls. Some of them were nasty—hence the reason I wasn’t friends with them. Not that they’d tried to get to know me. Not that I even registered on their radar. But then again, that’s what I did.

I didn’t engage. I didn’t attend. I was on the edge. I was the invisible girl, and here I was, being the invisible girl once more, but man…

When I saw it was him, and then saw how his hand went from holding hers and guiding her to a tree to slipping around and grabbing her ass, something came over me. I couldn’t retreat back to my tent. I couldn’t even stay hidden behind a tree and just listen.

I know, I know. This was all sorts of wrong, but Blaise was Blaise.

He’d become the guy in my dreams, my weird schoolgirl fantasies. He was my high school crush. Everyone had one. If you didn’t, you’re even weirder than me, and that’s saying something. So when I started salivating over Blaise DeVroe, I kinda just let myself go. I mean, nothing was ever going to happen. Guys like him didn’t date girls like me. They didn’t even notice girls like me.

I wasn’t crazy. That’d make me all sorts of delusional.

I was a realist. I knew my place in life’s hierarchy. I was at the bottom. I was not the very bottom—because of my family—but socially, I was barely one rung up the ladder.

Anyway, when Blaise started kissing Mara, when Mara knelt in front of him, when she opened his pants—I lost all train of thought.

And, oh my God.

My whole body was awash with sensations, and I was captivated. Captivated! Entranced. Mesmerized.

I could not look away.

Then I felt throbbing and a warm feeling between my legs, and it was game over. It was all I could do not to make a sound, because I wanted to. So bad. I wanted to moan. I wanted to touch myself, but I didn’t. I kept myself reined in, but watch? Oh yeah. I watched.

I couldn’t not watch.

I watched the whole thing.

I loved the whole thing.

And then at the end of it, I almost died.

About Tijan

Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.

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