Friday 4 July 2014

✪ Blog Tour ✪ Giveaway ✪ Kick (Completion #3) ✪ Holly S Roberts

Cami Avesque is a shy, wannabe journalist, working for the largest newspaper in Ohio. Shes stuck editing classified ads until she lands her big break. That break comes when the only female sports reporter goes on bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy. For some reason, Cami is chosen to cover The Slam, a rugby team in Colt, Ohio. They have a chance of going all the way to the Rugby League Championship.

Unfortunately, Cami has a poor track record with jocks and going all the way is one of her problems. Because of her past, she hides her assets behind clothes that are a size too large and big glasses that camouflage the sexual sizzle that eats ripped bodies for lunch. Shy, she must remember shes shy. If only man muscle didn't bring her wild side out to play she might survive a rugby try.

Gorgeous brothers, Van and Joel Stelson, own, manage, and play for The Slam. They see through Camis cover up and attack in order to make their goal. Who will be the first to get her in bed? Who will be the first to win her heart?

Remember in rugby 80 Minutes, 15 Positions, No Protection, Lets Ruck!

ARC Received for an honest review

I have been a fan of Holly S Robert's Completion series since I first got my hands on the first book, Play, so signing up for the Kick blog tour was a no brainer.

And then finding out that Kick was about rugby - happy dance!  I am a rugby girl through and through (go the Tahs!!) and in my opinion there are not enough books with it as it's setting!! 

Cami gets her big break at the newspaper she works for when she is sent to report on The Slam, a rugby team in Colt, Ohio.  Only one problem - she has a thing for "man muscle" especially when it is attached to jocks.  How is she going to survive weeks with a rugby team?

I like Cami.  She has some definite self esteem issues, is shy, reserved, likes to blend into the background. After learning her history, I could understand why she is the way she is.  I can guarantee that I would feel the same way as her!

Van and Joel Stelson, brothers, co-owners and co-captains of The Slam.  Man-muscle.
 I gotta say, I really think that Van is a bit of a dick!  The way he treats Cami, and women in general is not at all attractive. I don't care how good looking you are on the outside, that behaviour just makes you ugly in my eyes.  Although yes, I did think some thing he said, did, or wore were amusing, overall he was too much of a douche!

Then there is Joel.... sigh, Joel!  He is sweet, caring, loving.  Complete opposite of Van, but just as, if not more appealing.  

I could totally understand Cami being torn between the two.  One is what she always wants, one is what she needs.

But of course things never run smoothly when it comes to matters of the heart, and Kick runs the same way.  Jealousy, misunderstandings, fighting, bitchiness.

Can Cami find her HEA?  For that you are going to have to read for yourself!
Ms Roberts has a knack in her writing of drawing you right into the story.  You can hear the crowd roar at the stadium, feel the body hits, taste the blood, smell the sweat.  

It is a fun, sweet, sensual, sexy, testosterone packed read, and a great addition to the Completion Series!  Now I need to know if there will be more in this series!

By the way, I may have fallen a little bit for Joel.... and Van maybe, just maybe, redeems himself a bit!


A low groan, coming through the closest door, had me walking in that direction. The door was propped open a few inches. With the next groan, I stopped without going inside. My stomach clenched. Who the heck was on the other side?

I was on time for my interview, but maybe I was interrupting an early morning quickie. Or God forbid he was in there by himself. I straightened my shoulders, nervously ran my hands down the sides of my unfitted navy jacket, and timidly approached the door. He was only a jock after all, and my expectations werent too high.

Eye contact, eye contact, I repeated to myself for the hundredth time since leaving my hotel room.

I peeked around the room until I saw two menone lying face first on a table with nothing on but a small towel across his butt cheeks. The other man dug into the naked guys oiled muscles with his fingers and palms. Oh my. I couldnt look away and practically drooled over the raw muscle lying on that table. Who was I kidding? All my lady parts came to instant attention at the display of pure dazzling brawn. Dammit, not again.

I think your reporters arrived, said the man giving the massage.

The naked man lifted his head. Our gazes locked. Im sure my jaw fell to the floor, because no picture did those eyes justice. They were baby daddy gorgeous.

Im good, Curtis. Thanks. He gave another low moan as Curtis dug one last time into his back.

Curtis added a small series of chops, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, and walked around me on his way to the door. He gave a small nod and then it was only me and a naked Van Stelson alone in the room. Van rolled to his side before dropping his feet over the table. Somehow the towel slid forward and pooled between his legs. I gulped.

He grinned, and his eyes took a quick scan of my body. Im walking to the shower and Ill be out in two. Your choice if you wanna watch, but the towel isnt going with me.

His low voice sent a shiver across my skin. As his words sank in, heat raced to my cheeks. I spun so fast I lost my balance and had to use a side table to keep from falling on my ass. Vans husky chuckle sent shivers clear to my toes. What was I supposed to do now? I answered my own question; stay upright and absolutely do not turn around. I heard the water turn on. Though I couldnt peel my eyes from the naked man when I walked in, I had noticed the entire back of the room was tiled and had shower heads and nozzles interspersed. Nothing blocked the showers from view and now all I could think about was water sliding over oiled muscles. I fought a groan. If I was smart, Id walk out of the room immediately. It was happening again, and something wild was taking over intelligent, practical Cami and turning her into a ball of hormonal lust.

The water shut off.


Holly S. Roberts is the author of twenty books using three pseudonyms. She goes from hot and steamy athletes, kinky BDSM, vampires, weres and dragons shifters to humorous non-fiction police procedural. She lives with husband of thirty-five years and two spoiled dog along with a wild rabbit who adopted the family and visits daily. For all the latest information on her fantasy writing world and real life misadventures as a sex crimes detective sign up for her mailing list at



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