6+++ Blow Me Away Intense & EMOTIONAL Stars
First of all I want to explain my star rating.
4 stars are a good read and 5 Stars means I loved, and if you follow my reviews they are rarely below that. That is purely because I am picky on what I read and I always read books dependant on what mood I am in.
That being said I don't give out 6 Stars freely. When I share a 6 it means it is worth the ride and boy was it worth the ride. I have been waiting for this book allll year, I was a bit anxious I wasn't going to enjoy it but I really shouldn't have worried. I apologise for my over the top fan girl over the book. Don't think of me badly kay??
Sigh OMG this is one PHENOMAL book. There are books that touch us and then there are books that SPEAK to us and this one was just that and more. I feel absolutely WRECKED after reading this none stop for the past four days, buttttt I will forever have these Characters inbedded into my heart and Kate will always be a go-to author for me.
So what's it about?
Brody is a College Footballer fighting to get to the top, he wants to be the BEST and only the BEST will do. He has a goal and its a straight line to the top. Nothing else has ever mattered to him. That is until he meets his match.
Jordan Elliot has transferred from Australia to play Soccer in the US, which is an AMAZING opportunity for her and she has a very similar plan. Both have the same goals except they are both very DIFFERENT. Two very different people with two very different backgrounds yet two people who have one goal in mind to Achieve.
Brody though is Dyslexic and because of that his grades are failing and in turn he then won't be able to do his dream and play professionally. And that is how Jordan and Brody meet because Brody needs tutoring that's when things get complicated.
As a reader I really feel like you need to read this going in FEET FIRST and not know the twists and turns that take a mist of your heart.
But I will say this...
Brody pushes and pushes Jordan and Fights for her and doesn't give up till he gets her, the first half of the book is a slow burn. Because of that you get much more of a deeper emotional involvement to their story as time goes.
BRODY #Sigh Brody.What a beautiful and unique character he is. He loves unconditionally, he moulds himself to Jordan so that she has no choice but to let him in. How he takes care of her. How he wants what's best for Her. I loved the story and how it's slow developing but NEVER at any point was it slow. It grew bit by bit, slither by slither, words enveloped me and I was enveloped into their tender sensual beautiful and endearing soul shattering story, about life. About love, about loyalty, about forgiveness, about beginnings. About being FREE.
Brody has many an issue as time passes but not once did I not understand why he chose the path he went down with. I just love a broken hero and Brody was 110% that, his vulnerability shone through to me and he spoke to my heart. His relationship with Jordan but also his inner turmoil, he was soooo courageous.
This is a story about FIGHTING for what we care about, about what we need and what WE LOVE.
This is a story about taking chances. About making Sacrifices. And about how to cope with LIFE.
This story is a very much full impact story on emotions, but please don't get me wrong. This a LOVE story a very beautiful and unique one but there are moments of fun and laughter and joy as well .
Of Intense NEEDING.
And about FAMILY with the people that matter, about finding that ONE person to lean on. About Falling in LOVE. And ultimately about LIFE.
It was written in dual POV and because you have an American Footballer and an Australian Soccer player this was a good decision made by Kate because you again get a full effect of where they are, where they come from, read and get the Australian Slang and then here Brodys sturn arrogant personality and his broken heart, how he voiced his actions. His turmoil his insecurities and how he FELL IN LOVE with his ONE his HOME. How you hurt for Jordan and how you could feel her strength. In tears of joy and pain. But what spoke to me throughout the whole book was how passionately they LOVED each HARD. And I read this genre because I love to FEEL and I love to go through the whole damn story right alongside them. No With Them.
This was a book about HOME above all. It span over a period of years and yes is long at 400 pages yet is wasn't too much for me, it never bothered me. I usually don't read lng books I get bored yet I didn't want The End Game to end. I will take them with me now and hold them in my heart.
I hope you take the chance because in my eyes this is a very special read. A TrueLove Story.
If you LOVE music like myself then listen to this while reading!!
**ARC Gifted via the author in exchange for an honest review**
Shutting the door, I walk up the slight incline behind Brody. He sits down at the top of the crest and pats the grassy spot beside him.
“You didn’t mention this part when you explained our date.”
“I can’t give away all my secrets now, can I?”
The grass is a thick blanket on the ground and when I stretch out flat, the rich, earthy scent of soil sweeps over me. My eyes lift to the sky and that’s when I get it. It’s perfectly clear and millions of stars are scattered diamonds twinkling above us—bright and magical.
“Besides,” Brody adds as he lies down beside me and sweeps out his arm, encompassing all of it. “How do you explain that?”
He’s right. You can’t. “It’s beautiful.”
“Is this what the stars are like for you back home?”
“No. Back home it’s different.”
Homesickness swamps me. As beautiful as Texas is, it’s not Australia. Somehow the stars are always brighter where you belong. “Because there’s no place like home.”
I turn my head and stare at Brody. He’s not looking at me. His head is tilted toward the sky, eyes riveted on the beauty above him. My gaze follows the line of his profile. From the curl of his hair to the perfect line of his nose, down to the mouth I want kissing me right this very instant.
“Home’s not a place where you live. It’s a feeling.” His hand nudges my own. An invitation. I twine my fingers with his and he squeezes them lightly. “Whether it’s where you are, like the football field, or who you’re with.” Brody turns his head, looking at me when he says that. It’s comforting because it unites us somehow, like it’s slowly becoming us against the world. “You can be anywhere, Jordan. Home will follow you if you follow your heart.”
My breath hitches from the beautiful simplicity of his words. Before I can talk myself out of it, I roll over and straddle him. My knees hug his hips, and he stares up at me from my seated position. My pulse pounds a heavy beat in the silence. Thump, thump, thump. It’s so loud in my ears I’m sure he can hear it.
“Show me,” I breathe. A gleam lights his dark eyes, and he sucks his lower lip inside his mouth. He knows what I’m asking, but I spell it out anyway. “Show me one of those wicked things.”
In a move that steals the air from my lungs, he takes both my hands and pulls me down against the broad width of his chest. I’m rolled over and underneath him before I can blink. The squirm in my hips is instinctive, the ache between my thighs relentless.
“Careful what you ask for,” Brody says roughly, every exquisite inch of his body pressing down on mine.
His lips curve. “Because when I give it to you, it won’t be enough.”
My fingers trail down the side of his face, grazing the firm jaw, cupping his cheek in my palm. Foreboding swamps me. I’m falling hard into uncharted territory, and all I see is a broken mess at the end. How is this going to end well for either of us?
“You’re an arrogant man, Brody Madden,” I whisper.
He brings his face to mine, so close I see the brilliant gold in his eyes, like flecks of light in the dark. “And you, Jordan Elliott, will be the woman who brings me to my knees,” he whispers against my lips.
“Show me,” I beg on a shaky breath.
Brody’s lashes lower and he presses a kiss to the corner of my mouth. I tilt my chin upwards, inviting more. Rather than take my lips like I ache for him to do, he shifts sideways and begins nipping at my jaw. His breath is a rasp when he reaches my earlobe, taking it between his teeth. A sharp pinch from his bite forces a whimper from my throat.
“More?” he asks, drawing back to look at me.
“Is that even a real question?”
Brody chuckles as I slide my hand up and around his nape, dragging his mouth down to mine. He groans and kisses me gently, once, and then twice.
“Brody,” I whisper, and he kisses me again, forcing my mouth open hard like he can’t hold himself in check anymore. My hair is loose and he fists chunks of it in both hands while his tongue rubs against mine, hot and aggressive. It’s almost too much, and when I jerk away I’m left gasping.
Brody doesn’t pause. He ducks his head to my neck, his tongue tasting its way down. He finds my pulse point and sucks. It’s fierce and my back arches involuntarily. His mouth shifts further down, moving on before he leaves a mark.
Sitting up, he takes the neckline of my dress in both hands. Five dainty buttons hold it together. A single wrench will rip the flimsy fabric in two. He pauses and looks at me, inhaling raggedly. “Jordan … I don’t want to ruin it.”
My brow furrows. I glance to the hands poised on my dress. They’re tense, veins straining under his skin. My head is lost in a fog when my gaze returns to his face. “Ruin my dress?”
Brody groans, a deep sound of regret and frustration. “Us.”
“You don’t want to ruin us?”
He draws his hands away from the neckline of my dress. “No.”
“How would you do that?”
“I don’t know. I just get this feeling I’m going to.” He shifts away, moving off me and rolling to his back. I turn my head. Brody’s gaze is back on the stars. I watch his throat work as he swallows, the pulse in his neck pounding visibly. “All I’ve ever wanted is to be the best. Whatever it takes. I’ll do anything. That’s how I’ll ruin us, Jordan. How can something so sweet survive a sentiment so dark?”
I roll to my side, holding my head in my hand. Cupping his face with the other, I nudge gently until he’s looking at me. “I won’t let you.”
Brody’s voice is urgent, his eyes fierce. “Promise me.”
I can’t shake the apprehension. It’s set in my bones and when I speak it feels like a lie. “I promise.”
Kate McCarthy is an Australian, living in the pretty sunshine state of Queensland with her two kids and two dogs, Rufus and Pete.