Saturday 18 March 2017

✪ Endurance ✪ Amy Daws ✪ Release Blitz ✪

He rejected her. She loathes him. Now they have to fool everyone and pretend they actually like each other.

Tanner Harris has been busy shagging his way through the ladies of east London, but getting caught by the paparazzi buck-naked with his trouser snake in his hands means hes sowed his last wild oat.

Dr. Belle Ryan once thought Tanner Harris was the perfect kind of bearded bad boy she needed to relieve a bit of stress after her intense job as a surgical fellow, but an icy cold rejection from Londons sluttiest footballer puts the two at each others throats.

Fate and a favour conspire to put Tanner and Belle back in each others paths and theyre forced to do a lot more than get along to save face and their careers.

Rage turns to passion and tempers run sizzling hot when they realise they arent just falling for each othertheyre jumping head first. And neither have the endurance to keep their hands to themselves.


ARC received for an honest review

Cocky footballer?

Sassy woman who won't take his crap
An arrangement set to test them both 

Get ready to go Balls Deep as Amy Daws delivers another amazing read.

You don't need to have read the first Harris brothers book, Challenge, to enjoy Endurance, but why would you want to miss any of the goodness?

Tanner and Belle are made for each other - they just need to see through their current opinions of each other to see it.

Not going to lie, Tanner was pretty unlikable at first - but that didn't last too long for me.  Though I may have wanted to do physical harm to him at times!

I felt that both our lovelies needed to do a bit of growing up at first - not professionally but emotionally.  However I also felt that this was how they needed to be become who they are.

And the fact that Tanner let Belle's crazy flag fly just added to his swoonworthiness.

I LOVED that we got glimpses of the people from Not The One and That One Moment (well, they are all interconnected in some way), and especially loved that we got more of my man Hayden .. sigh that man

Each and every book by Ms Daws just gets better.  Every time I tell myself the next one can't be as good as the last, and it is.

And although no one will ever be as good as my man Hayden, Tanner gave him a run for his money.

Now can't wait to see which of the Harris brothers gets into mischief next.



I cheers my beer with hers and chug the rest down. I drop the bottle and begin swirling Indie around in a childish spin that sends us both flying in different directions and crashing to the ground. Hot, sweaty hands wrap around me and pull me to my feet.

Thank you, Good Samaritan, I slur, turning to face my gallant saviour.

When my eyes glance up and focus, Im stunned by the bearded vision before me. You look like a guy I know!

He clutches his hands firmly around my waist and holds me to him. You look like a girl I want to know.

I laugh half-heartedly and try to pull away.

Are you trying to leave me, lass? he slurs into my ear.

I frown and my head bobbles. How could I leave you, Jesus? Youre Gods sonYoure everywhere. I throw my hands out wide to punctuate my everywhere and attempt to stumble away.

He grabs me again, this time his hands dipping lower to my arse. My good mood evaporates instantly. Hey! I shout. Watch your fucking hands!

I attempt to shove him away, but he feels like one of those doors that you push when youre supposed to pull. He doesnt budge. He leans in close and whispers in my ear, Id like to put my hands on your tight little—”

Right when Im about ready to punch the wank stain in his vile mouth, I nearly fall over as a strange momentum spins me away. The mans hands are no longer groping me. They are now pinned deftly behind his back by no other than

Tanner? I utter with a gasp, my hands covering my mouth at the shock of the scene before me.

Shove the fuck off, you disgusting prat, before I turn your wrist into a pretzel. Tanner pushes him into a nearby table, and the man almost topples over but catches himself before scurrying away without a look back.

Blue, angry eyes swerve to me. Ryan, Tanner growls, slicing a hand through his hair to get it off of his face. Ive texted you like twenty times.

III havent looked at my mobile in a while.

No fucking shit. His bearded jaw is taut with anger. Im taking you home.

He reaches out for my arm but I yank it away from him.
No, youre not.

His shoulders rise and fall with a deep breath. Im taking you home. Youre completely pissed.

My eyes narrow. Of course I am. Its Tequila Sunrise night.
I dont give a fuck, he snaps. Lets go.
I shoot him a murderous look when a voice interrupts us. Ive got mine. You got yours? I turn to see Camden holding a sleepy-looking Indie against his body.

Determination slices through Tanners voice. Ive got her.

I turn to face him, stumbling a bit as I wag my finger in his face. Hey, I am not yours! Suddenly, Tanner bends over and Im airborne for a second, landing heavily on top of his shoulder. Are you fucking kidding me, Harris? I begin pounding on his back but its to no avail. Im in a dress. My arse is hanging out for all of England!

Your arse was hanging out when you spread out on the floor a minute ago. Im taking you home, Ryan. Even if youre kicking and screaming.

Youre such an arrogant arsehole! My hands stop their assault on Tanners backside in favour of covering my rump. This is mortifying. I hang my head and let my hair cover my face, praying like fuck I dont see anyone I know. I cant believe this is happening.

Believe it, woman. Tanner pauses at the door and turns his body so my head is facing a different direction. Now, tell this nice man Im not a rapist.

A bouncer-looking bloke turns his head upside down to make eye contact with me. I mumble, Hes not a rapist. Just a walking dead man. I straighten a bit with my crescendoed scream. The bouncer lets out a hearty laugh that dumps hot coals into the pit of my belly. So not the reaction I was looking for.
He moves to let us pass and then Tanner drops me down in front of a cab. I ball up my fists and wallop him a few times. Im not a petulant child, you animal.

 He doesnt even flinch.

I exhale in concession and fold myself in behind Indie and Camden. When were all in the cab and it begins moving, Tanner breaks the silence with a surprisingly jovial tone. Well, did you all have a fun night?


Amy Daws is a lover of all things British and her London-based love stories bring the incredible city to life on every page. Read all about hot British men, hilarious heroines, and unforgettable and original ensemble casts that pull out all the feels.

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