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on May 19, 2016
Source: the Author
He had it all.
And lost it in an instant.
The night Dmitri Nazarenko won hockey’s Holy Grail, he lost more than he ever bargained for. With a world of guilt weighing him down, Dima can never forgive himself for his tragic misjudgment. Turning his body into a shrine of past mistakes, he hides behind tattoos that memorialize his failures and a beard that masks his pain.
But London Hawke sees right through him. The fiery woman refuses to pity a man like him. No stranger to incurable injuries, London lets nothing stand in the way of living her life. Seeing an able-bodied man haunted by the ghosts of his past is a surefire way to trigger her annoyance, and that’s exactly what she finds in Dima.
When they face off, it becomes a battle of wills. Their constant bickering turns to an unavoidable dance between the sheets. But she won’t accept sharing a bed with the past for long. Will Dima learn to fight his demons, or will London leave him to dance with his ghosts alone?
Catherine Gayle’s Portland Storm and it’s spin-off the Tulsa Thunderbirds are two of my favorite series, so I was so incredibly anxious to get my hands on Dima’s story. (A HUGE HUGE Thank You to Catherine for the ARC!! It’s so nice to not have to wait AS long.)
So here’s where I’m honest. I loved Dima. From before I ever knew him. But I wasn’t a HUGE fan of London. At least not at first. She came off as too abrupt for me. (Although in talking to a friend, she has assured me that it’s more of an East Coast attitude, and apparently it’s just too much for this mid-western girl!) But? I warmed up to her, and after about 20%? I was hooked on this book. Couldn’t put it down hooked. Reading it at work hooked.
I loved their volatile relationship. (There’s something so amazing about the passion involved in those types of relationships.) I loved Dima’s relationship with Sergei and Sergei’s mom. I loved the secondary plots of London and her para-pythons sled hockey team. (PLEASE WRITE MORE!!)
I feel like writing these reviews gets harder rather than easier. I am so attached to these (fictional) hockey players and I can’t get enough of them! So much so that my reviews come off as minor-gush-fests! (But that’s just more proof that you should go read – because you’ll love them.)