Long Shot
by Kennedy Ryan
Think you know what it's like being a baller's girl?
You don't.
My fairy tale is upside down.
A happily never after.
I kissed the prince and he turned into a fraud.
I was a fool, and his love - fool's gold.
Now there's a new player in the game, August West.
One of the NBA's brightest stars.
Fine. Forbidden.
He wants me. I want him.
But my past, my fraudulent prince, just won't let me go.
Spice Level: 3/6 | Story Score: 7/10 | Rating: 5/5 |
This book is all over the groups and so I decided to jump in.
This book wrecked me. It’s good. It’s brutal though and check your triggers. When she says “domestic violence,” she means DOMESTIC VIOLENCE. It’s on page, it’s painful. It’s horrifying. The Evil MC and Iris have a kid and that gave me panic attacks the whole time. (The kid is never hurt, just to ease that stress for you.)
I don’t even have the energy to write this review. This book is good.
It’s going to make you want to volunteer at women’s shelters and start being an activist against rich men getting away with fucking everything.
Iris is strong and in a terrible situation. One that it’s easy for me to say that I would never be in, but in truth, I think this book is just FULL of most women’s worst nightmares. It is so real that afterward, I couldn’t even look at a kinky book. I needed so much kindness. I had open wounds that I had to heal before I could even think about romance again.
I love books that make me think and grow. This one did. But it also left bruises and I don’t know how long it will take for me to get over it.
August is wonderful.
Standalone #1 in the Hoops series | 462 Pages | Trope Challenge: Beta Hero |
“Am I ready for the pros?”
The look he gives me alternates between affection and indulgence. “You can be on my team.”
“Oh.” I lob a smile up at him, much too close to flirting. “And what position will I play on your team?”
His smile melts a little around the edges, and his eyes lose some of their humor. “At the five-spot,” he says softly. The five-spot? His position is the point guard, or the one-spot. Shooting guard is the two. The three is small forward, and the four is power forward. The five is . . . “Center,” he says, linking our fingers and toying with the hair hanging on my shoulder. “If you were mine, Iris, there would be no doubt what position you’d hold in my life. You’d be center. I’d play you at the five.”
- Long Shot by Kennedy Ryan
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