Title: Ricochet: Locked and Loaded (Ricochet, #1)
Author: Heather C. Leigh
Releasing March 29, 2015
***This book contains hot sweaty men, sexy scenes for those over 18, and uncomfortable, sometimes violent scenes.***
~ My Thoughts ~
Holy Hell man this was great!! I couldn't get over the authors writing and attention to details. Not to mention the 2 person POV in this story is unremarkable. I couldn't get enough. It seemed as fast as I was reading the words on the pages it wasn't enough and I caught myself running out of pages by the time the end came. Of course the end has my mind up in the air on what the hell happened, which then has left me craving more and wanting more. Hell in fact I need more!!! It's a jaw dropping twist on every page that will get your reading speed up by 5 speeds that's for sure. The characters are something amazing and out of this world, The story of course gives you some of a mystery on who they are and what has happened up till then which all of a sudden BAM your at the end and left with so many thoughts on how this story could go. It's a MUST READ story!!! Everything about this story is wonderful. Truths, secrets, lies, passion, and lots and lots of compassion are a major yes please. It's full of earth moving things that make the story a hole. The story did feel short like maybe I read it too fast or something but hell once I started there was no stopping what so ever. The tension that the character express through the words on the pages is intriguing, nothing seemed out of place everything had a home and spot for everything. it flowed really well and nothing to make a reader mad well maybe just a tad but it's worth it. I recommend that everyone read this story, it's more then a MMA romance.
~My Rating ~
~ Excerpt ~
“Tucker? What the fuck are you doing up here? Where’s Quinn? Is she sick?” The wiry man pushed his glasses up on his nose, glancing at Rick from behind his computer screen. “In back.” He stabbed his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the main gym. “I’m just watching the door for her while she trains.” “Trains?” Rick growled. “What the fuck does that mean?” Tucker sat up straight and crossed his arms, giving Rick his full attention, something the socially challenged man almost never did. “What’s it to you, Ricochet?” Rick scowled at Tucker’s use of his nickname, knowing that the man was baiting him. Tucker might look small and geeky and love computers, but he was a fifth degree black belt in Shotokan karate. He had held his own in a spur of the moment karate match with UFC welterweight champion George St. Pierre. “Nothing. Forget it.” Rick huffed, storming past the front desk and the smirking Tucker. He swiped his badge, irritated at himself for letting Tucker get under his skin. Hell, he was irritated at himself for letting Quinn get under his skin. Rick was even too pissed to call the small guy “big man” like he usually did. Twenty-eight fucking years without a single person to worry about except myself.
Less than a month after Quinn walks through the front door and I barely recognize the guy in the mirror or the thoughts in my own head anymore. Rick marched into the training area in a cloud of anger. Fucking Tucker, messing my head all up. When he reached the edge of the mat covered floor, his world stopped spinning and came to a screeching halt. He blinked, certain that his mind was playing tricks on him. Nope. It wasn’t. Across the gym, standing in front of the heavy bag wearing a tank top and those damn miniature shorts, was Quinn. She was barefoot, punching and kicking the bag with a jab-front kick combo. Quinn all sweaty, wearing next to nothing, was a sight to see. But what made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, what Rick immediately zeroed in on, was Xavier’s fucking hands on Quinn’s hips, touching what belonged to Rick. Belong to me? Quinn doesn’t belong to me. Rick shook the thoughts from his head, squeezing his eyes shut until the angry red haze cleared. When he opened them back up, he saw Xavier and Quinn staring at him, their lesson interrupted by his odd behavior. “Hey man.” Xavier held up a wrapped hand in greeting. “Good to have you back.” Rick’s furious scowl surprised his friend, causing Xavier’s dark eyes to narrow suspiciously.
Rick flicked his gaze over to Quinn. She stood next to Xav, unmoving, her face blank as she waited for her lesson to continue. It made Rick feel as if he were a mere annoyance. Already pissed and now embarrassed on top of it, Rick spun on his heel and stomped down the hall. He swiped his badge and punched in his code, opening the door to an empty Mission Control. Rick paced the room, raking his hands through his hair in frustration. He wanted to tear the room apart, but knew he’d face everyone’s wrath if he destroyed the expensive equipment. What the fuck is wrong with me? These unfamiliar feelings were messing with his head. Rick couldn’t define them, couldn’t explain them, and had absolutely no idea how to deal with them. The only way he knew how to release frustration was fucking or fighting. Right now, he was way to volatile to fuck. Fighting it is then.
I grew up in New England and currently live outside Atlanta, GA with my husband, two kids, a French Bulldog and a pug. I'm a full-time procrastinator and a part-time everything else. I love the Red Sox, chocolate, and traveling. When I'm not writing, I'm dealing drugs legally as a pharmacist.
Ricochet: Locked & Loaded (Ricochet, #1)
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~ Meet The Author ~
I grew up in New England and currently live outside Atlanta, GA with my husband, two kids, a French Bulldog and a pug. I'm a full-time procrastinator and a part-time everything else. I love the Red Sox, chocolate, and traveling. When I'm not writing, I'm dealing drugs legally as a pharmacist.
***I received this story for free in exchange for an honest review***
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