Release Date: February 16, 2018
biggest, baddest, most spider-fearing motherpucker on the ice…When you’re named after the king of the gods, the world expects certain things
of you.
Tough? Damn right.
Smart? Don’t let the hockey uniform fool you.
Large and in charge? Honey, I’m the biggest, baddest, mother pucking-est
machine to ever own the ice. I shoot. I score. In and out of the rink. I don’t
come early, but I come often, if you know what I mean. And I always leave the
ladies wanting more.
Until that chick last night.
I’m no one-thrust wonder, and you’re damn right I’m going to prove to her I can
do better. But every time I think I’m finally on my way back into her pants,
she one-ups and out-balls me.
I should cut my losses, lick my wounds, and walk away.
But Zeus Berger doesn’t walk away from anything.
Especially when she’s the only woman in the world who might be able to handle
me.
Puck-Up is a standalone romantic comedy featuring a hockey player whose ego is
the only thing bigger than his shoe size, the most badass woman to ever fly a
plane, rubber chockey (don’t ask), and no cheating or cliffhangers.
Sunny Shelly’s Review: 4 Stars
Zeus Berger screeching like a little girl because of a spider is one of the funniest things I’ve ever read. We’ve gotten to know Zeus a bit in Mister McHottie and Stud In The Stacks, and I’ve been wondering what kind of woman would capture his heart. As it turns out, the lady is the female version of Zeus.
Joey is a brassy, ballsy ex-military pilot who dishes it out just as much as Zeus does. These two are two sides to the same coin. There’s something that instantly clicks between the two of them when they meet at a celebrity golf outing her company is sponsoring — even though she tries to deny it. Their multiple failed attempts to get it on just kept getting funnier and funnier.
I’m usually not a fan of the virgin trope, but I honestly felt that the fact that Joey is one was more of a throwaway. She wanted Zeus in a way that she’s never wanted any other guy, sure. But it didn’t feel skeevy to me the way that trope often does. And Zeus was such a softie with Joey, it warmed my heart to see the big lug realizing how NORMAL he felt when he was around her. That he wasn’t the giant brute that the rest of the world sees him as.
Overall, this was a fun — and so funny! — story. I loved seeing Bro and Chase in there, getting to know Manning before his story comes out. I can’t wait to read what comes next in this universe from Pippa Grant! I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.
spider-fearing mother pucker to ever play in the NHL)
private fitting at Madame Cosette’s anyway, and the woman probably would’ve had
to stitch three bras together and then nailed the damn contraption to my
shoulders to get it to hold without losing a melon, so coconuts it is.
problem. Damn good thing I have ankles of fucking steel.
coconuts anyway. It’s also in danger of showing my other coconuts, if you catch
my drift. And there’s definitely a drift—or is that a draft?—on my other coconuts.
where I’m strolling in with my twin brother on my left and my brother from
another mother on my right. A passing server drops a tray of champagne.
Conversation stops. And a bunch of stuffy golf pricks gape at us like we’re a
mutant alien circus freak show crashing their million-dollar wedding reception.
than all the Kardashians’ bodyguards combined, and more fun than cotton candy
and roller coasters.
escape into sexy, funny stories way more than she likes perpetually cleaning
toothpaste out of sinks and off toilet handles. When she’s not reading,
writing, sleeping, or trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be
productive members of society, she’s fantasizing about chocolate chip cookies.
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