A new male / male hockey romance from 24-time USA Today bestseller Sarina Bowen!
My name is Hudson Newgate, but my teammates call me New Guy.
That was my nickname in Chicago, too. And Vancouver. That’s what happens when you keep getting traded. Brooklyn is my last chance, especially after my poor performance last season.
But I can make this work. The new guy knows to keep his head down and shoot the puck. The new guy puts the game first.
What he doesn’t do is hook up with the other new guy—a hot athletic trainer who lives in my building. Gavin needs this job with my team. He’s a single dad with responsibilities.
We can’t be a couple. My arrogant agent–who’s also my father–will lose his mind if I’m dating a dude. And my team needs me to score goals, not whip up a media circus.
Too bad Gavin and I are terrible at resisting each other…
MY REVIEW
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Sarina Bowen is the
twenty-time USA Today bestselling author of three dozen books, including: the True North series,
and Brooklyn Hockey. She's
the co-author of Him/Us and
the WAGs series with
Elle Kennedy. She's the author of The Ivy Years series,
and more!
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As
soon as I saw the sign up for a new Sarina Bowen book, I was on it, I didn't
read the blurb, I didn't know if it was part of a series, I was ready for it.
Then I started seeing teasers and I realised it was a hockey book and I was
even more excited to get my hands on it. But the icing on the cake was finding
out it was a MM book. No-one does MM like Sarina Bowen. Perhaps that's because
hers were my first but I just love them. If I didn't know better, I'd think she
was writing lived experience.
Although
in saying that if she writes it I'm buying it and reading it before it's fully
downloaded on my kindle. Seriously all of her books have the perfect balance of
emotions, drama, humour, and just amazing stories. Add in characters that I end
up caring way too much about for fictional characters and I am a little
obsessed. Not in a scary restraining order kind of way, promise.
Hudson
and Gavin had the best hearts. They were just so sweet and loving and
supportive and caring, and I loved them. But they also had wicked hot chemistry
and the sex scenes were mmmm. Then top it off with realistic life problems and
non-problems, just the everyday navigation of a new relationship and a new city.
I would be remiss if I didn't warn you to be careful of when and where you read
this though as I had a lot of surprise laugh out loud moments. As well as a few
times my eyes seemed to spontaneously leak.
I
really struggled to put this down to adult but every time I picked it up again,
I immediately picked it right back up because each time I was away they were
all living in my head rent free. And of course, we got awesome secondary
characters, and I don't just mean the Bruisers and family we already know. I'm
praying that we get books for so many people.
I
do have to say there was a moment at the 70 or 80% mark I was waiting for this
magical resolution. And it didn't happen. But I couldn't even be sad about it
because what happened was just so much more realistic it made it perfect.
Although that happened consistently throughout the book, you would think I
would have stopped trying to guess the next plot twist, but it sure did make
the aforementioned adulting easier.
The
only terrible thing about this book is it's finished and now I have to pretend
to be patient while we wait for the next book. And as we all know waiting
sucks.
Chase Marshall is many things:
An attentive single dad
Jaw-droppingly gorgeous
He’s also the bane of my existence.
He swears I’m a never-ending headache—the most infuriating woman he’s ever met.
If I’m so irritating, then what’s up with the lingering looks when he thinks I’m not watching?
The seemingly innocent touches while making breakfast?
The smirk that graces his kissable lips after one of our verbal spars after his daughter has gone to bed?
One minute he’s coming to my rescue. The next second he’s complaining about how I fold his work shirts. Fine. Fold them yourself. It turns out that the only time I don’t get under Chase’s skin is when I’m under him. And that’s where things get complicated.
From USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke comes a grumpy, blue-collar single dad that falls hard for his new nanny. This small-town romance is a standalone novel with tons of heat and even more heart.
I struggle to remember our conversation yesterday. I remind myself that my child—the same one that occupied the seat next to me a minute ago—is my priority. Over and over, I replay all the reasons why I can’t afford to get off track.
Why I can’t touch Megan Kramer.
My muscles tighten in my stomach and across the back of my neck as I lift my gaze from the tabletop to her.
She grins. It’s simple, but when coupled with the heat in her eyes, there’s nothing sweet about it. “That was fun.”
I hold her gaze, unable to look away.
This is the first day, Chase. Twenty-nine more to go. Don’t blow it already.
I smirk and push away from the table.
I need to put some distance between us before things get really fun.
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Hailing from a tiny town in the Midwest, Adriana spends her free time with her high school sweetheart (who she married over twenty-five years ago) and their four sons (who truly are her best work). Her kitchen may be a perpetual disaster, and if all else fails, there is always pizza.
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Lissa Gardelli’s journalism career is about to take a big leap forward, thanks to scoring an interview with Wall Street wonder, Trevor Dane. There’s just one hurdle: keeping her identity a secret until she gets in the door.
Trevor Dane has arrived—corner office, seven-figure income, and women at the snap of his fingers. A profile piece in the News Journal is just icing on the cake. Until he lays eyes on his interviewer, the high school sweetheart who’s haunted his dreams for ten long years.
The sparks between them still burn, and business quickly ignites into pleasure. But Lissa is keeping one last secret…one that could either solidify their reunion, or drive them apart—for good.
Note: Kismet was previously published under the title Suddenly Love by NYT bestselling author Carly Phillips. Contains a woman who’s clawing her way up from the bottom, a high-powered broker at the top of his game—and one little secret he never saw coming.
Chance
The day I saw Gemma Steele’s delicious body wearing nothing but a few scraps of lace, I knew being traded was the least of my problems.
Her sexy text may not have been meant for me, but that image is not something a warm-blooded man could ever forget—no matter how badly he wants to. I’ve tried to resist her, but I can’t seem to escape Little Miss Suzy Sunshine. Every interaction is rife with tension and animosity, until it boils over, and we cross the point of no return.
That’s when I know I’m screwed, because now when I look at her, all I think is: Mine.
Who knew a simple selfie could be such a recipe for disaster?
Gemma
The first time I met Chance Jenson, I was into the whole broody-bad-boy thing.
But then he opened his mouth and I quickly realized he’s not just a little moody—he’s the grumpiest jerk to ever lace up a pair of hockey skates. I wasn’t having any part of it. I agreed to cook for his dogs, but promised myself that the only thing he would ever eat are his words.
I spent more than a year doing my best to hate him, but when Chance’s lips land on mine, I feel…conflicted.
I don’t want to want the jackass.
I certainly don’t want to have feelings for him.
Unfortunately for me, my heart seems to have other plans.
What the hell am I going to do?
Alley Ciz is an internationally bestselling indie author of sassy heroines and the alpha men that fall on their knees for them. She is a romance junkie whose love for books turned into her telling the stories of the crazies who live in her head…even if they don’t know how to stay in their lane.
This Potterhead can typically be found in the wild wearing a funny T-shirt, connected to an IV drip of coffee, stuffing her face with pizza and tacos, chasing behind her 3 minis, all while her 95lb yellow lab—the best behaved child—watches on in amusement.
This
felt like the best kind of gift when it landed on my kindle. Hubby and I have
taken the weekend away from our crazy tribe of children and I was thoroughly
enjoying my time of lying down doing absolutely nothing when it popped up and
sent me into a squealing happy mess. After having almost a whole year of our
evil queen threatening to retire and leave us all without her words so it feels
like the longest scariest ride no one wanted to take. And none of us really
excel at the whole waiting patiently thing.
I
really wish I had done a series reread because there are so many characters in
this crazy found family and now they are all wifed up and having babies I felt
like I needed a cheat sheet trying to keep them all straight. I even had a Jase
/ Jake moment where I had to go check which one we were talking about because I
read it wrong.
And
to be honest I really don't remember Chase. I am a terrible Covenette but
honestly with my goldfish memory I was surprised how fast I fell back into the
fam and all the text handles and nicknames. And the cross over with Bette and
Ben was awesome. But I really loved getting to know more of Gemma.
But
before I gush over how much I love Gemma I want to ask why Vince couldn’t have
given Chase a few rounds in the octagon. It's funny but I have read two books
in a row that were vastly different with MMA fighters as secondary characters
and closed off acehole heroes. And I really would have killed to see one of
them get their arses kicked a little. I mean seriously why don’t these guys use
their damn big boy words and think before they have their temper tantrums and
say stupid shit? Luckily once Chase had a come to jesus moment with the guys
and realised what a dumbarse he had been he gave great grovel.
Gemma
was her beautiful inside and out self and I loved that she knew her worth and
didn’t settle for anything but Chases best. And the chemistry between the two
of them was uber hot. As always, I had literal laugh out loud moments, and I
couldn’t put it down from the first page. And I didn’t have to so it was even
better.
Hooking up with an annoyingly handsome stranger on vacation isn't the best idea, but I could use a little bit of careless fun before my fresh start.
We said no last names, no strings. With law school on the line, it's all I can offer. I just don't expect everything to feel so easy— or so right. Too bad I'll never see him again.
Little did I know that hockey star Logan Russo is also attending Westfall U. Now I can't escape him... or his sexy silver eyes.
He may not be a player... but he's still off-limits.
Logan
My entire life has been focused on my hockey career. All work— no play. Zero distractions, with no exceptions. Until I sit next to Liliana on a flight to paradise.
Her walls are up, and I can respect that, relate even. But I'll tear them down, one by one, if that's what it takes for her to let me in.
Our tropical fling only left me wanting more. I can't stop myself from fantasizing about the guarded beauty falling apart in my arms. Now I'm breaking the rules to play by hers.
Because Liliana Ramirez isn't just my team's PR person, she's my coach's daughter.
When she isn't in her writing cave she is raising three lovely children with her adoring husband.
Her books are filled with humor, heartbreak, emotion and true love.
Born and raised in Toronto, she loves the winter, but Spring and Fall are her favorite seasons.
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