Whispered Thoughts: Release Day Blitz & Review: Beat By: Amity Cross

Title: Beat

Series: The Beat and the Pulse #1

Author: Amity Cross

Release Date: October 6, 2014

Synopsis

Renee "Ren" Miller was five when her Dad left to go to the shops and never came back.

Left to grow up with a cancer riddled mother, things have never been easy for a teenager who had to be wise beyond her years. Then one day they lose the battle and she’s all alone.

Now twenty-two, Ren reluctantly goes to find her estranged father. He owns the down and out boxing studio, Beat, and Ren finds herself drawn to the ring. She thrives on learning a new way of fighting a life that kept kicking her down…instead of struggling against the current, she kicks it right between the legs.

Then one day, Ash Fuller, her Dad's star fighter comes back to town. Mysterious, handsome… Dangerous… Everything Ren doesn't need.

But he's got other ideas…

…and so does she.

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~ My Thoughts ~

I don't have any words that I can even remotely think of for this story. It was out of this world Fantastic!!!! The words on the page were beautiful in every way. The author really did a fabulous job with this story. The whole thing was wonderful. Left me jaw dropping that's for damn sure. I however can't wait for more!!! I'm dying to know what happened in the end? Yes I read the story but the cliffhanger really has me wondering what the hell? I for one cannot wait for Pulse to get here.

The love/hate relationship between the main characters Ash and Ren gave me an emotional whiplash. These 2 characters are really meant for each other in every aspect. They each have a alpha way to them and a dark past ok well maybe one of them does??? (I know I know almost thought I was going to spoil the story, srry can't do that to this wonderfully written story) The banter with all the characters in this story will have you laughing that's for sure. Most parts of the story however I kept wanting to yell at some of the characters; they really did deserve it.

This is a 2 person POV story which is really wonderful because as everyone knows every story has 2 ways. (I hope that makes sense it does inside my head) This author really did an outstanding out of this world great job. She really knows how to keep you guessing and on the edge of your seat, Hell it only took me 1 hole day to read this story from cover to cover. That's how amazing it is. This is a MUST READ MMA story it will blow your mind away.

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Excerpt

My fist slammed into the heavy leather bag, the impact jolting up my arm and absorbing into my torso.

The only light was from the back row of fluorescents I’d switched on over the ring. It was dark, murky and helped me pretend I was someplace else. The drama from the daylight hours was gone and it was just me and the darkness. Exactly the way I liked it.

I began another set of punches, hair sticking to the sweat beading across the back of my neck. Structure. This was the only thing that was predictable in my life and I needed predictable.

Stance. Guard. Punch. Guard. Repeat.

There was a loud cough behind me and I spun on my heel, heart thumping in my chest, and my gaze collided with Ash’s.

“Fuck,” I exclaimed, holding a hand over my heart. “Don’t fucking do that, Ash.” Typical. The creeper was being all creeper again.

“What are you doing?” He stared at me, his gaze hovering a little too long on my bare midriff.

I steadied the bag with one hand, taking deep breaths. “What does it look like?”

“I’ve never seen…” He trailed off and I wondered if I’d finally made the Golden Boy lost for words.

I turned my back so I didn’t have to look at him. “What? A woman in a sports bra? Highly doubt it.” I rolled my eyes and wiped my forehead with the back of my arm. Even though I couldn’t see, I felt his gaze burning into my skin and I suppressed the urge to squeeze my thighs together. Infuriating, self-absorbed, arrogant…

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Author Bio

Amity Cross isn’t my real name. That’s no secret.

I didn’t want my Mum and my workplace to find out I wrote about doodles and tongue-in-cheek sexual innuendo.

I live in a leafy suburb of Melbourne writing about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don’t take s**t lying down.

Insert more pretentious c**p here.

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