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SYNOPSIS:
I'm naturally gifted on the field and between the sheets. With flashy cars and enough media attention to put the Royal Family to shame, I’m the definition of Most Eligible Bachelor. I've never met a man who doesn't want to be me or a woman who doesn't want to tame me. Until I meet Camila. From the moment I lay eyes on her, I know I have to have her. She wants to keep me at arm's length. I want her naked in my bed. She thinks our worlds are too different.All I want her to think about is screaming my name. She says I’m bad news. I have three weeks to prove her wrong.
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Spoiler-Free Review of The Player by Claire Contreras
My rating: 4.5 of 5 stars
Review to follow:)
4.5 Stars
Title: The Player
Author: Claire Contreras
Release Date: October 4, 2016
No cliffhanger/Standalone
First things first. I need to address the cover model hotness factor. WOW. GOAL!!!!! Fun fact: The cover model is a real European soccer (or shall I say football) star. I’m not going to regurgitate the synopsis, but this book is about the world’s hottest soccer star falling for a normal, unaffected woman. Warren “Warzone" Silvia has a serious reputation as a player, both on and off the field. Camila Avila is a “regular” woman who meets Warren and doesn't have a clue who he is. She thinks the hot guy with green eyes and British accent wants to screw up her living situation. This hot Latina woman is not having it. Warren has other ideas, and he is going to use some fancy footwork to score the ultimate goal, Camila's heart.
Claire Contreras kicked it out of the park. The Player is heartwarming, sexy and scored a goal with my heart. If you like your heroines strong and smart and your book boyfriends charming and sexy, this book is a winner. One-click worthy!
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4.5 Stars
Title: The Player
Author: Claire Contreras
Release Date: October 4, 2016
No cliffhanger/Standalone
First things first. I need to address the cover model hotness factor. WOW. GOAL!!!!! Fun fact: The cover model is a real European soccer (or shall I say football) star. I’m not going to regurgitate the synopsis, but this book is about the world’s hottest soccer star falling for a normal, unaffected woman. Warren “Warzone" Silvia has a serious reputation as a player, both on and off the field. Camila Avila is a “regular” woman who meets Warren and doesn't have a clue who he is. She thinks the hot guy with green eyes and British accent wants to screw up her living situation. This hot Latina woman is not having it. Warren has other ideas, and he is going to use some fancy footwork to score the ultimate goal, Camila's heart.
Claire Contreras kicked it out of the park. The Player is heartwarming, sexy and scored a goal with my heart. If you like your heroines strong and smart and your book boyfriends charming and sexy, this book is a winner. One-click worthy!
This review appears on www.kindlecrack.net, www.facebook.com/kindlecrack, Goodreads, Amazon, Pinterest, Google+ and Twitter. A review copy of this book was kindly provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.
EXCERPT:
“Are you upset I crashed your friend-date?” he asked, his eyes searching mine.
“Would it make a difference?”
“No.” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Maybe. This is new territory for me, Camila.”
“The stalking thing?” I asked, smiling at his flustered look.
“That and . . .” he shook his head, moving close to me again, pressing me flat against the wall behind me, “this.”
His free hand traveled down my spine, stopping on my ass, which he grabbed a handful of this time. My lips parted as I gasped, watching the way his eyes darkened. Our lips met at the same time, our tongues crashing in each other’s mouths in a wild escapade. I wrapped my arms around his neck, willing myself closer to him. My pelvis rocking against his very pronounced erection, my bare chest covered by only the thin layer of fabric brushing against the buttons of his hard muscled chest.
“You’re killing me,” he whispered against my lips, taking hold of both sides of my face. “You’re fucking killing me and you don’t even know it.”
The fire inside me spread through me, roaring through my veins with each touch, each drop of his lips on a different part of me, my shoulders, my neck, my collarbone. My stomach ached with the absolute need I felt for him.
“I don’t want to want you this much,” I whispered when our lips broke apart again.
His eyes searched mine, his gaze softening. “But you do.”
“But I do.”
“And you can’t will the feeling away.”
I shook my head, looking at him as if he was going to give me some kind of antidote for this. Whatever this was.
“Neither can I,” he said, placing his forehead against mine. “Neither can I.”
