I know I say
this about every Cold Fury book I read but this time I mean it; Max was
absolutely my favourite Cold Fury man ever. And this book was the best to date.
I really
love this series. It has to be one of the best sports romance series going and
I think it’s because it generally lacks all of the usual sports romance
clichés. Sure a few of the book have had the other woman drama and the puck
bunnies and man whores but the over whelming theme of the team as a whole is
one of family and it just works so beautifully I have to get my hands on every
new release.
Max was just
the perfect gentleman, but I kind of knew that before I started the book I just
didn’t appreciate his true depth of character and sweet nature. I always expect
sports heroes to be these cocky full of themselves arseholes. But that couldn’t
have been further away from Max and from the first page of this book I was so
hooked I loved him.
Jules was
something special all on her own and it was great to see a genuine kick arse
chick with a backbone of steel who still felt all the normal human emotions you
would expect her to in the situation she was in. I loved her self-doubt and her
feelings of drowning under all the pressure she was under, because it made me
connect in a way most heroines don’t. She was so human and down to earth and I
wanted to buy her a drink and giggle over how sexy Max was and swap child
raising nightmare stories, you know other than the fact she is fictional.
The
relationship between these two was awesome and I loved watching it grow and
develop. It was also really great to see our other Cold Fury couples and the
way they all banded together and helped each other out. And now as Sawyer is
want to do her little teaser into Roman’s novel now has me sitting on the edge
of my seat waiting for it. But until then check out my other Cold Fury reviews
if you haven’t already read the books and meet yourself an amazing group of men
and women.
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