Series: The Jerk Duet
Published by Self on 10/25/2018
Genres: Romantic Comedy
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Also in this series: The Day I Stopped Falling For Jerks
My name is Oliver Arsen, but my mates call me Ollie.
I live hard and love harder, and it’s love that usually gets me in the most trouble.
According to the greater population, I’m the ultimate jerk.
My affection tends to be short-lived—a quality I’ve been assured multiple times by the fairer sex isn’t becoming—and the leaving part of loving and leaving has always come natural.
At least, it used to.
Until her.
Luciana Wright.
She’s an American bombshell and my sister’s best friend—a woman so wrong for
me, it’s written in the waves.
And she’s the reason we’re all here.
The reason I have to go back to explain how it all went wrong.
To the day the jerk started falling.
Rule number one: don’t fall for your best friend’s brother.
Rule number two: don’t fall for jerks.
But rules go out the window the day the jerk starts falling…
The Jerk Duet is complete!
The Day the Jerk Started Falling, the fun and flirty conclusion of The Jerk Duet, from New York Times bestselling author Max Monroe is available NOW!
I cannot begin to express how much I loved the Jerk duet by Max Monroe. The format was original and witty and this time around a bit more angsty. Though I do not want to ruin the experience for anyone, I can say that I loved getting Ollie’s point-of-view this time around. It added too much to the story!
Hearing Ollie’s thoughts and actions during the time he spent with Lucky had me swooning. For a self-claimed jerk, he stole my heart and had me swooning. Yes, so much of what we got from Lucky was true, but there is there is so much more to Ollie. And seeing Lucky through Ollie’s eyes had me laughing so much. This is a must-read! So worth it!
I absolutely loved the conclusion to the Jerk Duet and the entire duet. This story was funny and charming and so much fun to read!
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Excerpt:
Podcast Series: The Day the Jerk Started Falling with Oliver Arsen
Dating is easy, mates. The women are plentiful, the opportunities abundant, and the fun endless.
I’ve taken a woman night surfing—only to end up using the board and the motion of the water for another purpose—jetted over to New Zealand for a two-day holiday with another, and given more than one a fair tour of my bedroom.
No effort overspent, I enjoyed every moment of it.
I live hard and love harder, but it’s the second one that usually gets me in the most trouble. My affection tends to be short-lived—a quality I’ve been assured multiple times by the fairer sex isn’t becoming.
Basically, according to the greater population, I’m the ultimate jerk.
And if you grouped the lot of my past conquests together and set me ablaze, not one of them would piss on me to save my life.
Taking the next step, having a long-term relationship, has never been my forte.
Commitment is hard. The thought of a one-woman wank for the rest of my life has barely ever been conceivable, let alone possible, and I have to blame that for how badly it all went.
When I look back at my behavior, there has to be a reason.
A reason, friends, that when it came to Luciana Wright, I fucked it all up.
I’ve been cursed out, stomped on, slapped. Had my balls volleyed, spat on, and punched. And even, on one occasion, nearly run over by a car with a madwoman behind the wheel.
But I’ve never been through the brutal torture of love.
Until Lucky.
She’s an American bombshell and my sister’s best friend—a woman so wrong for
me, it should be written in the waves.
And she’s the reason we’re all here.
The exact reason why I strong-armed the lovely, albeit slightly hard-ass, editor of this fantastic website to let an Aussie bloke like me prattle on about his love woes.
[chuckles]
Vanessa, if you’re listening, I’m certain your balls are bigger than just about every man out there. And trust me, that is a compliment.
[chuckles again]
Also, thank you for your hospitality via podcast permission. It is much appreciated.
And you, dear listeners, you should know that for the next God only knows how many episodes of this podcast series, I’m going to spend my time talking directly to Lucky. If you’re not her, but you’d like to keep listening, I urge you to help me. Help me by hearing me out. Help me by relating to my story. Help me plead my case. And to really prepare yourself to get the whole tale from both sides, listen to her podcast first.
[distinct pause]
I had you in my grasp, Lucky, but now it’s fallen apart.
And in order to explain how it happened—to explain myself—I feel like I have to go back to the day it all began.
To the day the jerk started falling.
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