Title: Hat Trick
Series: Blades Hockey #3 (standalone)
Author: Maria Luis
Genre: Sexy Sports Romance
Release Date: February 8th, 2018
BLURB
The NHL’s most charming player is ready to score a hat trick on and off the ice...
As the star forward for the Boston Blades, I’ve earned a reputation for no-strings attached hookups and a mean slapshot that has all the ladies purring -- but it’s never been the one woman I want to see all fired up and ready to score.
Boston’s own Ice Queen Gwen James has had my emotions all tangled up for years. I’ve played the games. I’ve sat on the sidelines.
No matter her reasons, I’m done being benched.
When she approaches me for a second chance, I accept on one condition: she’s got to prove she’s all in.
No kissing. No sex.
It just might kill me to keep my hands to myself, but it’s time Gwen knows what it’s like to beg.
At the end of the day, I play to win, and I want what no other man has ever had…her heart.
MY REVIEW:
Right here we get a swoon and drool worthy sports romance that I FLOVED with EVERY fiber of my being! Maria Luis does it...AGAIN! She brought me another award winning story that swept me off my feet and carried me away on a sensual, sizzling, sexy, irresistibly romantic ride with one exceedingly gorgeous hockey player and a beautiful, fiery redhed who is definitely a bit leery of love.
The moment I started reading Hat Trick I felt a strong connection with both Gwen and Hunt. The chemistry between them brews strong and hot and left me in a state of bliss...heck, even the slight push and pull between them was amazing and something else to witness. I got plenty of heat with this romance, as well as witty banter, fabulous storyline and a riveting read! Hat Trick won me and I have no doubts, it will win the hearts of readers everywhere too. A MUST READ, A MUST OWN, A MUST TREASURE ROMANCE FOR SURE!
I give Hat Trick a RIDICULOUSLY PLEASING FIVE SHOOTING STARS!
EXCERPT
“And here I was thinking you were bringing me back to Cheers.”
“Not today,” I murmur, taking the two pairs of skates from the attendant. “Have you ever skated in the Boston Commons?”
Marshall’s pewter gaze darts to the ice rink behind me. Every year, the city decks out the gardens with a temporary rink. The trees are draped with vibrantly colored lights. Vendors line the pathways, offering everything from sugar cookies to hot chocolate to little holiday trinkets for purchase.
It’s enchanting, and, until tonight, my experience with the festivities has been relegated to only what I’ve read online.
With a firm hand, Marshall takes both pairs of skates from me. “Can’t say that I have. Anytime I play hockey, it’s for a team. Don’t think I’ve skated recreationally since my younger years.”
I lift a brow. “Younger years?”
He tips his head back with a laugh, and the sound is contagious, sexy-as-hell. “One of these days you’ll get over the age thing.” He gestures for me to take a seat at a bench near the open rink. “Just think, when we’re old and gray, you’ll be thankful I’m always younger and good-looking.”
Stealing the smaller-sized skates from him, I slip off my boots and draw on one cream-colored skate. “You are pretty.” I cast a quick glance his way to see if he caught my teasing comment.
His mouth flattens, just slightly, as he grunts, “I accept handsome, hot, sexy, and tear-off-my-panties-with-your-teeth-Marshall.”
The last option sends the skate lace missing its appropriate hook. Because with his words comes a very hot visual of him tearing my underwear off with his teeth. Not that I’ll admit to picturing him between my thighs—yet.
“You’re pretty, Marshall,” I repeat, eyes down on my lacing job. “Why deny it?”
His thigh presses against mine as he undoes his sneakers. “Makes me sound feminine.”
“There’s nothing feminine about you.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“Depends on whether you’ll let me tell you all the ways that you’re pretty.”
Marshall grins, his dimples indenting his cheeks as his blunt-tipped fingers string up his laces in the same amount of time it takes me to unzip my boot and cast it to the side. “How about this? You can tell me how pretty I am, but each time you do so, I have the option to remove a kiss from your tally.”
I whistle low. “You’re heartless.”
“Evil, honey.” He winks playfully. “Don’t be mistaken.”
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PURCHASE LINKS
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ALSO AVAILABLE IN THE BLADES HOCKEY SERIES
Power Play, Book 1
(FREE FOR FEBRUARY 8TH AND 9TH, 2018)
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Amazon Universal: myBook.to/PowerPlayBlades
Sin Bin, Book 2
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Amazon Universal: myBook.to/SinBinBlades
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AUTHOR BIO
Maria Luis is the author of sexy contemporary romances, though she may or may not have a few historical romances hiding in the cobwebs of her computer.
When she’s not writing about strong men and the sassy women who sweep them off their feet, Maria is a historian who specializes in medieval England and 19th century New Orleans. What do the two eras have in common, you ask? Not much, except for disease, scandalous activities and crime—Maria’s favorite topics.
Maria lives in New Orleans with her better half, where she can generally be found hiking with her two dogs, Zeus and Athena, kayaking in Louisiana’s inter-coastal waterways, or curled up on the couch with a good book.
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