The Pilot & the Puck-Up
Author: Pippa Grant
Genre: Sexy Romantic Comedy
Release Date: February 16, 2018
Release Date: February 16, 2018
Blurb
He’s the
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.
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.
The Pilot and the
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.
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Excerpt
Zeus Berger (aka the biggest, baddest, most
spider-fearing mother pucker to ever play in the NHL)
Coconuts are itchy. I should’ve gone for the watermelons.
But it was a bitch and a half getting that last-minute 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.
Besides, it’s the heels that are gonna be the bigger problem. Damn good thing I have ankles of fucking steel.
And my minidress is stretched to max capacity over the 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.
A wolf whistle echoes through the swanky private clubhouse 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.
We’re three dudes who have more money than God, more muscles than all the Kardashians’ bodyguards combined, and more fun than cotton candy and roller coasters.
Coconuts are itchy. I should’ve gone for the watermelons.
But it was a bitch and a half getting that last-minute 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.
Besides, it’s the heels that are gonna be the bigger problem. Damn good thing I have ankles of fucking steel.
And my minidress is stretched to max capacity over the 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.
A wolf whistle echoes through the swanky private clubhouse 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.
We’re three dudes who have more money than God, more muscles than all the Kardashians’ bodyguards combined, and more fun than cotton candy and roller coasters.
Review
Joey “Fireball” Diamonte is a woman that doesn't take crap from anyone and especially from men. She's didn't get where she is today by being some damsel in distress needing a knight in shinning armor to come rescue her. And the last thing she needs is this hulking tall drink of water.
Zeus Berger is a brute on and off the ice and no woman has ever made him think about love, fairy tales, and all that jazz. The only thing that scares him are spiders and maybe his sister. But he's about to meet his match in the form of one feisty pilot.
Their attraction seems unlikely but there's a pull there that neither can deny. The more the fire grows between, the less this relationship stars to feel like it's just a fling.
Can they really makes this a lasting relationship or will they crash and burn faster then a jet going Mach 10?
The Pilot & the Puck-Up is a fun, witty, saucy read that will have the reader laughing out loud while making knees weak and hearts swoon.
Joey is definitely a fireball you can't help but fall in love with. I love all her sassy comebacks, giving as good or better as she gets. I adore her willingness to give love and Zeus a try even though she's scared.
Zeus is everything you think a big, brute of a hockey player could be, but there is more than meets the eye. He's got a heart of gold and really nothing more than huge teddy bear. He's the guy that will always be there for his family and friends no matter what.
The passion between Joey and Zeus ignites right from the start and only intensifies as the story progresses. I love how they both open up to each other while building a strong, long lasting relationship. Zeus may have a few false starts in the beginning, but he's not a man to walk away from a challenge and Joey is a challenge he wants to win.
I love, love, love Joey and Zeus. They are fun, sexy, and completely adorable. Their journey is so entertaining from cover to cover that you won't want to put it down. Zeus will make is way under your skin and into your heart before you even know what's happening.
I highly suggest that you run and pick up The Pilot & the Puck-Up and find out why readers are falling head over heals for Zeus and Joey. There may be a few bumps in the road, but Zeus will score a goal and win the game in the end.
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Author Bio
Pippa Grant is a stay-at-home mom and housewife who loves to
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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