The Boys Next Door by Miranda Silver #Giveaway

Title: The Boys Next Door

Author: Miranda Silver

Date of Publication: June 23, 2017





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Diana Cooper is 18, ready to graduate high school and go off to Yale, and too shy to really look a boy in the eye. No one would guess the sexy lingerie under her vintage dresses, buttoned to the collar to hide her curves. No one suspects the dirty fantasies that run through her head day and night.

Brendan and Ian O’Brian, the hot twins next door, are home from UConn for the summer: muscled, athletic, and basking in popularity. Brendan, the “good twin,” draws everyone in with his easygoing friendliness. Ian, the “bad twin,” leaves a trail of pranks, traffic citations, girls, and attitude behind him.

Few people know the O’Brian twins were like brothers to Diana once. Back then, Brendan showed her how to pop wheelies and Ian dumped ice down her shirt in the summertime. But a year away changed everything. Now, she can barely handle a hello to Brendan. And with Ian — well, it’s easier to look the other way and pretend she doesn’t see him smirking.

Then Brendan catches Di watching the twins’ pool party from her window. Before she knows it, he’s in her bedroom, coaxing her to come over. That night, with him and Ian, goes beyond her steamiest dreams. And it’s just the beginning.

Can she let the past go and learn to trust?

What could go wrong with living out all her fantasies?

And as it becomes clear no one’s who they seem — the good twin, the bad twin, or the shy honors student — will her heart tell a different story?

She’d never admit it. But she might be in over her head.

*This is a hot, explicit, and steamy read with lots of MFM sex, two very different brothers, and a smart, sassy, ultimately strong heroine who learns a lot about herself.*


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Meagan’s 4.5 Star Review

Show of hands, who here loves a good erotic read every now and then? This is me raising my hand. Actually, it’s more like me raising my hand while jumping up and down. I love well done erotica and The Boys Next Door was fantastic. It’s absolutely my favorite erotic book of the year.

She, Diana Cooper, certified shy girl who’d worked her ass off to get into Yale, who was two weeks away from her high school graduation, and who’d never had the nerve to live out any of her wild fantasies before yesterday, had gone around every base and then some with the boys next door.

One of the reasons The Boys Next Door stood out for me was that it took the New Adult genre and gave it a dirty little twist. Not many erotica authors write characters who float around in the high school/college age range. But instead of making it feel awkward first-time author Miranda Silver created a back story that helped give the characters purpose. It’s not just a sex party free for all – okay yes, there is an insane amount of sex, but I also felt invested in the characters. In fact, one of my only complaints was that I wanted the story to continue into Diana’s college days. There’s such a great build up between Diana and the twins that I wanted to see how their journey would continue when Diana went to college.

“You’re just playing with me.” This couldn’t be real. Her buzzing head, her heavy warm body, Ian’s hand and mouth everywhere again as the water lapped around them.

“Maybe I’m just pissed Brendan got here first,” Ian rasped in her ear. “Did you think about that?

I genuinely fell in love with Diana and the twins. I know it can be hard to make a connection with characters in erotica. If it’s not written well erotica is just a whole lot of sex with transparent characters who you honestly don’t even need to remember their names. But Diana, Brendan, and Ian all had their own personalities and quirks. Diana looked like a straight laced nerd on the outside, but past experiences with boys shaped the way she felt about herself as well as the way she interacted with others. Brendan was the “good twin” who had a devious streak. Ian was the “bad twin” whose intentions toward Diana weren’t exactly what they seemed. I loved watching them interact, and they constantly surprised me which was why I was so bummed when the story came to an end.

She was a bad girl, she was a good girl —who knew what the truth really was.

If you’re looking for something sexy and unexpected, pick up The Boys Next Door. It’s filthy and fun in the best kind of way.


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“Are you okay?” Brendan’s voice came through the door.

“Fine,” she croaked.

“Can I come in?”


Diana blinked as the door opened. Brendan’s broad grin turned her prickling skin into liquid heat. Too startled to look away, she stared into his hazel eyes.

“You look great. Let’s go.”

“I— I can’t.” She shook her head.

“What do you mean?” He crossed to her and put a hand on her bare shoulder. Oh God, why did he have to do that? His palm was so warm, his hand big and masculine. She could smell his male scent, cologne or deodorant or something else, salty and fresh. He didn’t even seem to notice that he was touching her, but she could barely breathe. “You’re all ready. You don’t have anything else important to do.” He cocked his head teasingly toward the pile of books and papers on her desk next to her laptop. “Come have fun.”

Diana’s head swam. Brendan stood close enough to feel the heat coming off his body. Holy fuck, her underwear drawer stood open and spilling over with lingerie, her pack of pills was all too obvious on the dresser, and her dildo lay in plain sight on her pillow. She prayed Brendan wouldn’t notice. He seemed to be keeping his eyes on her face.

“You don’t understand.” She hated the way her voice dropped to a whisper. Dammit, when would she get past this insane shyness? When would she just be able to express herself like a normal person, as easy and comfortable as Brendan was right now? “I don’t do parties. I don’t hang out with people I don’t know.”

Brendan looked surprised, but he didn’t take his hand off her shoulder. “You need to get past that. You’re going to college soon. Everyone you meet will be a person you don’t know, and the parties—“

“I’m scared.”

Jesus, had she really just admitted that? And was Brendan moving closer and putting his arm around her? He couldn’t be. Yes, he was. He was standing next to her, right up close, with his arm around her shoulders. And all she could think was that she was in her swimsuit, with her skin more exposed than covered, and he was almost naked too, and tall and muscular and very male, and she was hot and cold—

“What are you scared of?” he murmured.

“People,” she muttered. “Guys especially.”

“Tell me,” he said softly. “Why guys?”

Oh. My. God. He was rubbing her back, gently, and she felt like her body was on fire. Her crotch, especially. Her pussy was going to explode.

“I— had some bad experiences awhile back. I’ve never told anyone. Nothing really bad,” she said quickly, “but enough to scare me. I don’t trust guys. And I don’t know what to do with them.” She looked up from the floor. Brendan’s head was cocked toward her, listening. His hand still stroked her back. “I’ve never…I’ve never kissed anyone. I’ve never even let a guy touch me the way you are, since—“ She broke off.

She’d said way too much. Any minute now, Brendan would flee her house, repelled by her complete uncoolness. He definitely wouldn’t be leaning toward her the way he was right now, turning his head and lifting her chin with his fingers as he—

Lips brushed hers in a light kiss. She stared at him, shocked, as he pulled back. Smiling hazel eyes met hers.

“Now you have,” he said softly. “Not so bad, right?”

It was a second before she found her voice.

“That was a peck,” she said hoarsely. “That wasn’t a real kiss.”

Brendan’s eyebrows shot up. Before she could backtrack, he cupped her neck, twining his fingers in her hair, and pulled her close.

No. Yes. He was kissing her, his lips soft and alive, the beer on his breath sexier than she could have expected, and — oh God, that really was his tongue snaking into her mouth, hot and wet, touching her tongue, even licking it.

Her nipples were achingly hard, her whole body quivering. Her hands were pressed against Brendan’s chest — yes, his bare chest, feeling thick hair and hot skin. Her bikini bottoms were completely soaked with excitement.

His other hand still toyed with her back, sending shivers down her spine and straight to her pussy. Her mouth opened eagerly to his as he sucked on her lower lip. All too soon, he let go.

“Come over,” he said softly. “We’ll take care of you.”


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About the Author 

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Miranda Silver has always loved getting lost in a book and living where the story is. After years of daydreaming through classes and meetings, she realized she could create her own stories. She adores drama (on the page), a dash of mind games, good intentions, and open-ended happy endings. Miranda is relieved — at long last — to be putting her English degree to use.




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  1. Sounds like a great read and book 😊

  2. jodi marinich says:

    great review

  3. Rachel Boccio says:

    Thank you for the review! I have been thinking about purchasing this book for a few days but hadn’t made up my mind, after reading this review you’ve convinced me!

  4. Danielle says:

    Sounds amazing!!! On my to-read!

  5. Kristen V. says:

    This book sounds awesome, and super hot!! Thanks so much for the chance!

  6. Virginia H says:

    Sounds like a hot read.

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