Tuesday 13 April 2021

★ Sarina Bowen πŸ’ BOMBSHELLS πŸ’ Brooklyn #5 / Bruisers #8 πŸ’ #Excerpt ★

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• 13 April 2021
• Standalone

• Brooklyn Bruisers Hockey Series #8
• Brooklyn Series #5
★★★★★
4.625 Stars

The women's league is in the house! And Brooklyn will never be the same again for Anton Bayer and the team

 

This is my last chance to ditch my playboy reputation and finally fulfill my potential. So I’ve made three rules for our biggest season yet: no boozing, no women, and no scandals.

 

Especially that last thing.

 

So who do I befriend on the very first day back at the rink? An amazing female hockey player. I want Sylvie in a way that’s more than just friendly. I crave her. But I have a championship to win, and so does she.

 

Then she gets her heart broken by my teammate, and I make the foolish mistake of comforting her in the best way I know how. Our night together sets off a string of sins.

 

Nobody can know about our affair, especially my overprotective teammate. I can’t let anyone see into my greedy little heart. Not even her.

 

The things I want from her, and the things we’ve already done? If anyone knew, there’d be bombshells.

 

Contains: a defenseman with dreamy blue eyes, a female goalie with bad ideas, a major battle of the sexes and a swimming pool scene...




ARC received for an honest review

BABY BAAAAYYYEEERRRRRRRRRRR!!!
 
I mean, yay, Anton Bayer heheh
 
If you have read Ms Bowen's Brooklyn Bruisers series, you have met Anton - the prankster, the player, the booze hound.
 
But now Baby Bayer is all grown up and taking his life and career seriously, and I adore him even more.
 
And this book is double the hockey, so yay!  Though boo too, as it makes me mad when we see the disparity between women's and men's sports.  And yay again for featuring a women's professional sports team!
 
Sylvie is so naive, so love struck by her childhood friend that she can't see the good man right in front of her, and I wanted to shake some sense into her for that.  Because her friend, he's a douche to her and needs a nut punch!
 
I loved getting the locker room banter and sexy bromances from the Bruisers - these guys crack me up!  And then there is the female friendships and I love how they have each others backs and they aren't trying to tear each other down.
 
I really enjoyed Bombshells, and now I am impatiently waiting the next book (but why does it have to be a year away???)
 
Bring on all the hockey, Ms Bowen. Bring. It. On.
 
 



Anton + Sylvie

We obviously all remember Baby Bayer!
Booze, pranks and women. Those were his true loves next to hockey these last couple years. But he has to concentrate on hockey only this season - or else!
Enter Sylvie.
She's a goalie for the new Brooklyn women's team.
And poor Anton is smitten at first sight.
But Sylvie has kinda been in love with one of his teammates since she was 15.

She's not available and he's not doing anything other than hockey this year. Should be easy, right?

LET THE FUN TIMES BEGIN! 
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Such an adorable story!
I'm not really a hockey fan at all and this is double the hockey - but I just adore everything Sarina writes!
And just like all the other books in the Brooklyn world, this one was so sweet and fun and Brooklyn-ish and hockey-ish! I loved reading it.

I LOVED Anton and Sylvie. She's so adorable and sweet.
And she always dreamed of her happy end with Bryce.
But now here's Anton and he's so nice and fun and hot and grr.
Just adorable!

What I didn't like ... the religious part. And the parts where Sylvie's dead mother 'leaves' her hairpins everywhere.
There was just too much of that for me. I hate religion. And I cannot have it in my books.
But I tried ignoring it because it's a Sarina book and it was so cute and funny.
And I really did love the story!

It was a great hockey romance!

Why hasn't Netflix knocked on Sarina's door yet??
Does it already have an amazingly funny and sexy Hockey Romance series? NO, it does not! There are only two ice-y things on Netflix and none of those comes anywhere close to the Brooklyn amazingness!

The cover. Super hot guy. But ... Anton is a young blond cutie and not a 40-something almost-silver fox!

BOMBSHELLS was a super adorable + fun + sexy Hockey Romance! Run to your nearest amazon for your own Anton - this one is MINE!

...and now hurry March 2022 - I need Charli & Drake's book!


♥ EXCERPT ♥

Long after daylight arrives, I lay stretched out in my bed, my eyes shut, fighting off the reality of morning.

My thighs ache, probably from yesterday’s workout. But I’m also deliciously sore in some places I didn’t know I could be sore.

Behind my shuttered eyelids, the night isn’t over yet. If I stay in this dreamlike place, I can relive each thrill that Anton gave me. Each stroke of his magic hands across my bare skin.

As first times go, I realize I’ve hit the jackpot. His obvious skill and devotion to female pleasure make me a very lucky girl.

But that wasn’t last night’s biggest surprise. It wasn’t just the thrills and chills. It was the heady emotional journey that we seemed to take together. His kisses tasted as hungry as mine. His touch was reverent, his words desperate.

Maybe it’s all in my head. A girl can imagine a deep connection that isn’t really there.

I’m a pro at that, actually.

But it felt so real. Even after the last groan and gasp had passed, Anton’s kisses didn’t stop. As I floated down from the extreme high of sexual pleasure, his lips continued to trace my neck, and gentle hands smoothed over my hips and down my back.

That part—the aftermath—was just as beautiful to me. I’d never wanted it to end.

Eventually, he’d gotten up to visit my bathroom. I’d heard him running the sink and washing up. Then I’d braced myself for his departure. His team began an eight-day road trip this morning. It’s not like he had a lot of extra time to share.

But he hadn’t thrown on his clothes and left. Instead, he’d come back to the bed, straightening out the covers we’d tossed around during our sex fest.

Then he’d lifted the covers and slid in beside me.

Feeling blessed, I’d rolled to meet him in the middle, where strong arms wrapped me into the sweetest embrace.

We hadn’t spoken much. I’d felt too dreamy for casual conversation. And I don’t know what I would have found to say besides wow and thank you and please feel free to do that again.

My silence had also prevented me from blurting out the news that the whole experience had been a first for me. That’s nobody’s business but mine. And Anton doesn’t need the burden of dealing with my strange life choices.

I didn’t want him to know, because it would have changed everything. He didn’t baby me. His brand of aggressive, bossy, emotional lust was a real eye-opener.

But only metaphorically, because I refuse to open my eyes.

Although I’d already cheated once, when I’d rolled over to discover that Anton had left me a note—short and sweet and just as perfect as our night together.

Sylvie—you are a sleeping beauty. There aren’t words to describe last night. Except maybe “Wow.” I will call you tonight. —A.B.

And there was a smiley face. When I’d read the note, that smiley face had matched my own.

“Sylvie,” comes Fiona’s voice through the door, followed by a knock. “Are you still in bed?”

“Yes. So?” I cover my eyes with one arm, as if the extra barrier could prevent the day from arriving.

“Get up. We have to go to brunch.”

I search my memory for anything related to brunch and come up empty. “Why? Shouldn’t you be at work?” I stretch lazily.

“It’s Sunday. Get up. You have twenty minutes to shower and get dressed.”

“Or else?” I do not understand the urgency.

“Or else I will combust from all the questions I have for you.”

Uh-oh. Fiona seems to know that I wasn’t alone in my bedroom last night. Maybe she heard Anton leave. But I’m not about to tell the whole team about my wild night. “It’s just going to be you and me at brunch, right?”

“If you don’t get up, I’ll start inviting other people.”

“No!” I throw off the comforter. “Fine. I’m getting up.”

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Sarina Bowen writes steamy, angsty Contemporary Romance and New Adult fiction from the wilds of Vermont.

She is the author of The Ivy Years, an award-winning series set amid the hockey team at an elite Connecticut college.

Waiting for more Ivy Years? You can read more about upcoming volumes in the four book series at http://www.sarinabowen.com/theivyyears

Also, the Gravity series.

Sarina enjoys skiing, espresso drinks and the occasional margarita. She lives with her family, eight chickens and more ski gear and hockey equipment than seems necessary.

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