Once Upon a Power Play

Once Upon a Power Play

by Jennifer Bonds


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ISBN-13: 9781682810392
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Publication date: 11/14/2015
Pages: 206
Product dimensions: 5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.47(d)

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Once Upon a Power Play

A Risky Business Novel

By Jennifer Bonds, Candace Havens

Entangled Publishing, LLC

Copyright © 2015 Jennifer Bonds
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-63375-464-5


Another one bites the dust. Chloe Jacobs glared at her glowing cell phone, willing it to spontaneously combust in a raging ball of fire. The bigger, the better. She didn't care if the damn thing melted into a messy lump of plastic and metal right there on the coffee table. It sure as hell beat the alternative: accepting that she had been dumped — yet again — by text.

What. The. Fuck.

Pretty classy of Dave to text her twenty minutes after he was supposed to pick her up. Who did that? Oh, that's right. The losers she seemed to attract in droves. And she fell for them every time. She'd even given Dave the benefit of the doubt, assuming the blizzard outside was to blame for his lateness.


There was no denying it. She had a weakness for underdogs, douchey pickup lines, and controlling, narcissistic jackasses who thought it perfectly acceptable to treat her like an accessory. A very temporary accessory. And that weakness was forever biting her in the ass.

Chloe sighed. She ran her hands over the fitted Tadashi sheath dress she'd splurged on for her date. The warm gold tones of the dress were the perfect complement to her dark hair and eyes, but the thing she loved most were the bands that crisscrossed her middle. Those little darlings gave her an honest-to-God hourglass figure. Not exactly an easy feat on a top-heavy shorty who topped out at five-foot three on a good day. Hell, she'd even spent an hour wrestling her wild mass of curls into a fancy twist in an attempt to, what? Be more conservative? Polished? That's what Dave had wanted, wasn't it?

So much for that.

All dressed up and no place to go. It was starting to feel like the story of her life.

Well, screw Dave.

If she was going to spend Friday night holed up in her apartment wearing the nicest freaking dress she owned, she was going to do it with a margarita in her hand and a smile on her face. Which meant a trip to the bodega to grab a bottle of lime juice and maybe a pint of ice cream, snow be damned.

Grabbing her boots off the radiator, she was pleasantly surprised to find them warm and toasty when she shoved her feet into the furry lining. Finally, something was going her way. She slipped into her coat and tied the belt snug around her waist, knowing it would do little to ward off the biting wind that howled outside. But if that was the price of a good margarita, she'd pay it tonight. The only other option — wallowing in self-pity and wondering what was so wrong with her that she couldn't keep a man — wasn't exactly enticing.

Tucking her chin into the collar of her wool coat, she made the trek down the block to the little shop where she bought all her groceries. Not that she ever needed much since she was far from being a stellar cook. Which was, of course, on her mother's long list of reasons why she'd never land a decent man. Like knowing how to braise a side of beef would make her more desirable to the opposite sex. Then again, maybe it would. Hell if she knew what men wanted, aside from the obvious. Another lonely Friday night was testament to that fact.

Although, technically, Dave hadn't really dumped her, had he? It wasn't like they had a commitment. They'd only gone out a couple of times. Sure, she was pissed he'd stood her up and blown her off via text, but even more so, she was angry at herself for giving him the opportunity.

Shivering, she pulled her coat tighter, wishing she'd grabbed a hat.

The sad truth was, she had terrible taste in men. Clearly her instincts were broken. Because if there was a creep within an eight block radius, she'd probably dated him. Sure there were lots of eligible males in New York, but that didn't make them men. It just made them horny. She'd been riding the loser train as long as she could remember, and she still wouldn't know a decent man if she tripped over him and landed on his disco stick.

Fucking Cinderella. This was all her fault. Teaching little girls they should sit around and wait for Prince Charming to sweep them off their glass-slippered feet. Probably where she got her shoe fetish, too. Well, she'd kissed her fair share of frogs, and there hadn't been a single prince in the bunch. Athletes, stockbrokers, starving artists ... As far as she could tell, they were all cut from the same self-centered cloth.


Athletes were the worst of the lot. Her college boyfriend, Shane the Speedo, the last of a long line of athletes she'd dated, had proven it when he dumped her for a leggy blond Tri Delt three weeks before graduation. Stupid asshole. He'd actually had the audacity to claim the Stepford replacement would be better for his image. His image! As if Chloe was nothing more than a starter girlfriend, bought and paid off with a fancy dinner that she'd expected to end with a proposal. She hadn't even sensed his betrayal coming. Just thinking about it had her seeing red. Which was exactly why she'd sworn off jocks. Hell, she didn't even want to date a guy who went to the gym more than three days a week.

Chloe sighed, a frosty puff of air escaping her lips. Perhaps it was time to focus some of that wasted energy on more productive endeavors, like her career. She'd been a Junior Associate at PBA for three painstaking years, and with her best friend Olivia leaving the company, things just weren't the same. There had been a lot of changes, not the least of which was her stepping up and taking on more challenging projects, which allowed her to showcase her social media expertise. It seemed to be paying off, and people were starting to take notice. At the ripe old age of twenty-five, she was finally a full-fledged adult. Maybe it was time to start acting like one and spend more time planning for her future and less time chasing a fairytale that hadn't quite materialized.

It was official. She was banning men indefinitely. Shoes? Not so much.

Shit! A gust of wind whipped at her back and she lost her balance, nearly eating cement on the slick sidewalk in front of the store. Grabbing a bike rack for leverage, she righted herself and shuffled toward the door. What had she been thinking, traipsing down here in a cocktail dress? She was so not dressed for the weather, but it was too late to turn back. Brushing the wet snow from her hair and face, she opened the door and stepped inside.

Thankfully, the store was much warmer. She waved to the girl behind the counter and stomped her boots on the soggy rug. Bypassing the shopping baskets, she headed straight to the freezers and grabbed a pint of dark chocolate toasted coconut ice cream. If that didn't take the sting off her craptastic evening, a stiff drink would surely do the trick.

She made a beeline for the lime juice, only to be met with an empty shelf.


Disappointment washed over her. Mixers were the devil, but she grabbed a bottle of the greenish yellow belly-wash anyway. Silently, she prayed the store had fresh limes. She wasn't above squeezing them herself, but the produce selection usually left something to be desired.

Slipping between a rack of potato chips and a display of cereal, she took a shortcut into the next aisle, which held a couple of small coolers and a limited selection of fresh fruits and vegetables. Her eyes swept over the display.


There was one lonely green fruit sitting in the basket, screaming Margarita, baby! Just as she reached for it, someone snatched the lime out of her grasp.

Score! Ryan Douglas grabbed the last lime, thankful the tiny store had in stock at least one item he needed. He shook his head. Back home, people didn't go crazy and clean out the grocery store every time it snowed. As far as he could tell, east coasters labored under the delusion they'd be snow bound for days every time a flake dropped from the sky. It was the craziest damn thing he'd ever seen, and after five years in the city, he still didn't get it.

"Hey! That's mine!"

He froze in his tracks, slowly turning around to find a tiny, pissed off brunette glaring at him with one hand on her hip and the other hugging a gallon-sized jug of margarita mix. "Excuse me?"

"The lime," she said, nodding her head and enunciating each word as if he might not speak English. "I saw it first."

It was impossible to suppress the grin that spread over his face. Was she serious? His gaze raked over her, taking in the fancy upsweep of her dark hair and the lacey gold dress — if you could call it that — that revealed more than it covered peeking out from under her unbuttoned coat. The furry brown boots climbing halfway to her bare knees? Those he could do without, but the rest was pretty damn sexy. There wasn't a winter coat around that could hide those curves. She had the kind of body a man could sink his teeth into. And he. Was. Ravenous.

"Like what you see?" She raised her brow and hooked a thumb over her shoulder. "The meat department is two aisles over."

He laughed, and it was an honest-to-God, full-on belly laugh. She was a fiery little thing. But that didn't mean he was giving her the lime. Maybe if she'd asked nicely. But with that attitude? It'd be a cold day in hell.

"Last I heard, possession is nine-tenths of the law." He tossed the lime in the air and caught it with his right hand. She glared at him, and for a moment he thought she'd kick him in the balls with her big furry boots. He was being an ass, but she wasn't exactly Miss Manners herself. Besides, it was the most fun he'd had all day. Which spoke volumes about his shitty afternoon, most of which had been spent getting his ass kicked by a sadistic physical therapist. His leg hurt like hell, but he'd tough it out. He had no other choice if he wanted to salvage his career.

The brunette rolled her eyes, the dark irises shimmering like black coffee under the soft glow of the overhead lights. "It's not my fault you have inhumanly long lumberjack arms." The smirk that followed told him yes, she was in fact referring to his worn flannel shirt.

Typical self-important New York princess, judging him by something so superficial. Not that he gave a fuck what she thought, but man, what he wouldn't give to wipe that little grin off her heart-shaped face. And with years of experience antagonizing his two older sisters, he had a pretty good idea of how to do it. He waved the lime in front of her again, wondering if she'd try to make a play for it. Not that she could get her hands on it if he didn't want her to. He towered over her by nearly a foot, and his reflexes were pretty damn good. "Princess, I wouldn't give you this lime if you got down on your knees and begged, but if it means that much to you, you're welcome to give it a go."

Her jaw dropped. And the zing of pleasure he got at seeing her speechless? That felt pretty damn good. Truth was, he could live without the lime, but he wasn't about to hand over his fruit to a pushy, sarcastic, smart-mouthed, little spitfire. Even if she did have the kind of curves that could bring a man to his knees. Hell, especially then. He'd been down that road before and all it brought was trouble. The truth was, although they shared zero physical characteristics, her attitude reminded him of Kelsey, the woman who'd abandoned him in his darkest hour and shredded his heart without a second thought. He didn't need Freud to figure out why he was getting such a thrill out of goading the sexy stranger. Displaced anger and all that psychobabble bullshit.

"Nice boots, by the way."

Blood rushed to her cheeks, coloring them a deep crimson. She sputtered, her gaze dropping to her feet before slamming back into him with confidence. "What? You want to see if they come in your size?"

"Is that what you're into?" A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. She had a quick wit, but as the youngest of six kids, he'd learned long ago not to be anyone's punching bag. "Kinky, princess. Hate to break it to you, but I wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything that looked like it had been skinned from a Wookiee."

She scrunched up her pert little nose and for the first time he noticed the dusting of freckles on her cheeks. "Listen, Paul Bunyan, I don't know what the hell a Wookiee is, but —"

"Wait. What?" He groaned and scrubbed a hand over his face. "You're kidding, right? Chewbacca?"

She threw up her hands, looking as confused as he felt.

"Star Wars?" he asked, hard pressed to believe he'd wasted such a good comeback on the one person on the planet who'd never watched the movies. "Seriously. You've never seen it?"

"Yeah, no." She rolled her eyes again and crossed her arms over her chest, giving her breasts a very distracting and wholly unnecessary boost. "Do I look like a Trekkie to you?"

He snorted. No, she most certainly did not look like any Trekkie he'd ever seen, which explained the sudden interest his cock had taken in their little sparring match. Apparently his brain wasn't the only part of him envisioning more productive uses for those pouty little lips of hers. If she needed a lesson, he'd be more than happy to give it to her, but he had something a little darker in mind. "You do know that's a totally different movie franchise, right?"

She wrinkled her brow. "Star Wars, Star Trek? What the hell is the diff —"

"Open up that register and put your hands in the air! Now!"



Fan-freaking-tastic. " You've got to be kidding me," Chloe muttered, refusing to believe her ears, or her eyes. Twenty-five years of living in the city and she'd never once been touched by its violence. Never been scammed, or mugged, or even had her goddamn pocket picked. There was no way she'd stumbled into an armed robbery. No. Way. But, yeah, it was definitely happening. Right now. In the bodega. The proof stood fifty feet away — give or take — wielding a gun and looking cracked out of his ever-loving mind. Fear blossomed in her belly, a tremor crawling up her spine and taking root.

When Lumberjack Boy clamped a hand over her mouth and pulled her behind a tower of Cheerios, crushing her to his solid chest and shielding her with his mammoth body, her fears were reaffirmed. With her brain on high alert, she couldn't help but notice the masculine scent of soap and spice that clung to his body. Or that the hands wrapped around her were both soft and strong, scooping her up and holding her secure, as though she weighed nothing at all. When he gently set her back on the floor, she pulled away from him immediately, putting as much distance between their bodies as the small space allowed. Which wasn't much considering he was a freaking giant.

Out of sight, they crouched together and watched the scene at the front of the store unfold, helpless to stop it.

"I said open up that register and give me the cash, bitch!" the robber yelled, waving his pistol around like Annie Oakley. Her stomach dropped. Dude was totally unstable.

"I think I'm gonna pee my pants."

Lumberjack Boy's head whipped around, full lips pressed in a grim line. Oops. She hadn't meant to say that out loud. His eyes darted to her stocking covered legs and something wicked flared in his eyes, sending a heat wave to her center. "You're not wearing any pants, princess."

She nearly laughed at the absurdity of his observation, and her body's reaction to him. Only that was likely to get them discovered and quite possibly shot, judging by the ranting of the nut job up front. Forcing herself to table her misplaced arousal, she peeked around the corner.

"Bitch, you better open that register if you know what's good for you!" the guy yelled.

The cashier was crying, trying to explain through her tears she couldn't open the register without completing a transaction. Even from a distance, Chloe could see her hands shaking. What would he do if the girl couldn't get him cash? She didn't want to find out.

Apparently Paul Bunyan was thinking the same thing. "We can't just sit here. We have to do something."

"Yeah, call the police," she whispered, resting her chin on her knees and sucking in a deep breath. She did not want to die in a damn grocery store. Wearing her best dress, nonetheless.

He studied her with blue eyes so clear and bright they reminded her of the summer sky — something she hoped to see again if they survived this little adventure. "The police may not get here in time. I'm going in for a closer look."


Excerpted from Once Upon a Power Play by Jennifer Bonds, Candace Havens. Copyright © 2015 Jennifer Bonds. Excerpted by permission of Entangled Publishing, LLC.
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Once Upon a Power Play 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 34 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved it! Great story and characters... and no cliffhanger!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
About 170 pages on my device. Really enjoyed this one. No cliffhanger. Highly recommend.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Fun read! Great characters with sharp wit.
Poodlez More than 1 year ago
What an unexpectedly fun read!
Jess_at_From_Me_to_You More than 1 year ago
5 out of 5 stars!! On the night that Chloe decides on giving up on dating and men, she meets Ryan (a pro-hockey player) at a grocery store and gets into a fight with him over a lime. What starts as arrogance on both their parts leads to protection when they get into an unexpected situation, than they find themselves fueled by more lust for one another then they ever expected. Yet as their lives unintentionally become thrown together, they get into a relationship where they’ll have to decide if they are willing to overcome their preconceived notions and fall for one another for good, or if they’ll have their past relationship hurts dictate what their future will hold. I know the words I’m about to use do not really sound right together BUT they describe this novel to a T … as it was Erotically Adorable! *hehee* Basically I LOVED how cute, playful, and funny Chloe and Ryan were together while having most of their scenes to be so steamy it keeps you wanting more! Plus, though it’s the second novel in its series it is standalone too while giving you major updates about the other series’ characters. I also enjoyed reading about Ryan’s teammates and I’d love to read more about them too! Nevertheless, Ryan and Chloe MADE me sit down and notice them. With Chloe’s flare and Ryan’s All-American Boy sweetness, I couldn’t stop being emotionally invested in this novel, laughing one moment and getting teary eyed during the deep scenes. Add in a little holiday “magic” and this novel has everything a romance reader lover could want! I HIGHLY recommend this novel to those wanting to read a HOT hockey romance!! Review By: From Me to You ... Book Reviews -- read more of this review and THREE TEASERS on my blog: frommetoyouvideophoto.blogspot.com --
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved the story some hot scenes romance. I liked the characters also
voraciousreaderKB More than 1 year ago
I Love Ryan! This is the first book I have read by Jennifer Bonds and I loved everything about it. Ryan is a professional hockey player and he is attracted to Chloe from the moment he meets her. I liked Ryan is a nice, down to earth guy and he always treats Chloe well. Chloe is a spitfire and isn't afraid to speak her mind. This is a fast paced, fun story with entertains and believable characters. I would love to read more stories about Ryan's teammates.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Awesome story! So lucky I discovered this book. I love this author.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Well written. Good storyline. Can I give 4.5 stars?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Really enjoyed it. We'll written, very steamy, great read
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really liked this one. C
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good story! Tho I found myself skimming often in the middle and end.
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Loved this book
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TheSassyBookster More than 1 year ago
Every book I've read recently seems to be heavy on the emotional drama and baggage and ONCE UPON A POWER PLAY was a very welcome change for me. Just two people enjoying each other while trying to deal with their commitment issues and best of all, no over the top drama. Chloe Jacobs has given up on men and dating because of her run of bad luck in the dating game, and the final straw comes when she gets dumped by a text message. What's a girl to do? Make margaritas, of course! A trip to the corner grocery, an armed robbery, a heated exchange with a hunky lumberjack and Chloe's resolution is toast. Star hockey player and team captain Ryan Douglas is back on the ice after a potentially career-ending injury but his mind is on a sassy and sexy public relations expert, not on the game and he's more than ready for an encore of their mind-blowing one night stand. I really enjoyed reading this book. Chloe is an independent spitfire and more than a handful and Ryan is confident and bossy and just loves to push her buttons. They enjoy their heated and sometimes mildly sarcastic exchanges and as much as they like to pretend that their relationship is only physical, they are slowly opening up to each other and falling for each other. But how can their fledgling relationship withstand the public scrutiny that is par for the course for Ryan? Will they fight for each other when omissions and half-truth threaten to destroy them? Or will they walk away from what could be the best thing that ever happened to them? ONCE UPON A POWER PLAY is lighthearted and sexy and has everything I love in books: witty banter, interesting characters and a bit of drama and I would recommend it to anyone looking for an easy read. Disclaimer: I received this book for free from the Publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
Lori-Gonzo More than 1 year ago
This is my second book by Jennifer Bonds. And I loved this one as much as the first one. Chloe is one of the most fiery women I have read. She stuck up for herself, kept unwanted men at bay, and could curse like a sailor. She was entertaining, hardworking and fierce. Ryan was a great guy. He pursued Chloe like nobody's business. He went after what he wanted. And man was he sexy doing just that. Their chemistry was explosive, each and every time. The way they came together was magical and they just fit together so well. Major swooning while reading this story. The angst of the story was more emotional, but understandable. The road to reunion was one done beautifully. It was so touching, so heartwarming and just about the sweetest thing I have ever read. And the epilogue was too cute for words. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher.
PennySparkles More than 1 year ago
4 Completely and satisfyingly pucked Stars Holy Puck! This one was super schmexy. Chloe is a social media expert at a PR agency who’s been more than unlucky in the love department. The last douche she was seeing just broke it off via text… if it even counted as seeing each other. Now she just got stood up after getting all dolled up for a date and nothing will get in the way of a giant margarita. Not even a blizzard. Not even the hot as sin lumberjack sex God who just grabbed the last lime on the produce section of the market around the corner from her house. Ryan is a (super hot) hockey player recovering from a career-threatening injury. After getting his butt kicked by his PT session all he wants is a drink. And the little fiery hot chick who's throwing attitude at him for getting that last lime won’t keep him away from it. No matter how alluring she might be. Well, it so happens that while they’re sassing each other over limes, a robbery starts to take place. Ryan can’t not do something about it and soon he is saving the day, with help from Chloe that is. Ryan walks Chloe home and well… you know, they have a lot of adrenalin pumping in their veins, and they are very attracted to each other. They have great chemistry and things get super-hot, super-fast. A couple of days later they’re still thinking of the other but with no chance of ever crossing each other’s path again… New York is a big city after all. But luck would have it that Chloe’s agency is working with the Rangers in a charity organization involving kids and they’re filming a publicity spot. And wouldn’t you know, that hot player with the big C in his jersey is none other than Ryan. He can’t believe his luck when his hot spitfire is again at arm’s reach, and he won’t stop at anything until she agrees to go out with him… so what if he has to blackmail her? They both will get what they want from it. Soon they’re involved in a quasi-relationship, but when that’s not enough will they risk it and become really involved? Yes, their chemistry is off the charts. Yes, the sex is like nothing they’ve ever experienced. Yes, they get along as if they were meant for each other. But both of them have been burned before by love and when your trust has been broken it’s hard to put yourself out there again. The hotness level really took me by surprise with this one, it was a great read and I immediately connected to both characters. At some point or another I wanted to hit them over the head with something blunt, but that was to be expected. Fun, light and entertaining this was a great read and I’m looking forward to more stories by Ms. Bonds. *I received a complimentary copy from the Publisher in exchange for an honest review*
Blsfan68 More than 1 year ago
Once I started reading this story, I could not stop. I loved it! It is well written with a lot of sass and many steamy moments. I love that it revolves around hockey as well. The characters are well developed, likable and easy to relate to. Their chemistry is amazing and Ryan is hot! A must read. This was my first time reading one of Ms. Bonds' books and I look forward to reading more. I love her writing style and mixture of humor, suspense and romance. ARC received from Entangled Publishing in exchange for an honest review.
dsubsits More than 1 year ago
Once Upon a Power Play (Risky Business #2) by Jennifer Bonds Ryan Douglas and Chloe Jacobs met at the local grocery store and share a life-threatening experience. Chloe has sworn off men; however, Ryan throws down the gloves in a fight to pursue her. Once Upon a Power Play is an exciting and fast-paced victory for Jennifer Bonds. Ryan is a great hero. He is recovering from a potential career-ending injury, and his girlfriend of six years dumped him. Needless to say, his confidence has taken a hit. He is tenacious, charming, and a fighter. He is a good leader and person. I like that he appreciated being normal. Chloe has had her share of failed relationships, thus the reason for swearing off men - good thing Ryan is persistent. She is stubborn, sarcastic, feisty, and encouraging. She also gives good advice (read Ryan’s first practice back after his injury). I enjoyed the plot, Once Upon a Power Play is an endearing story that is believable. I like how their lives intertwined. I love how Ryan and Chloe met. I adored the epilogue. It is a great story for anyone who enjoys contemporary sports romances. Complimentary copy provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
LightningCityBookReview More than 1 year ago
"Once Upon a Power Play" is a playful and sexy romance taking place in the "City That Never Sleeps". Jennifer Bonds takes finding Love where you least expect it to a new level! Both the hero and heroine have decided to swear off the opposite sex - because they've both recently been burned by relationships. On the hero's side there are many secondary characters lined up for a potential series. The heroine has a friend eager to join the fray. We have a loads of humor. A whole lot of smexy. And some really sweet good old fashioned romance. The two main characters need their heads smacked, to wake them up and realize that real relationships require more than the fun times and stuff, but trust too. And luckily there is at least one character that does just that. There is character growth and it comes basically at the buzzer, so to speak. But the characters are incredibly likeable and playful. Adore! There is a good amount of verbal foreplay and unintentional wooing and courtship in "Once Upon a Power Play". The "sexy fun times" are definitely hot and spicy! The tension and threat to the characters' relationship is truly well played. The hero is genuinely in a "rock and a hard place" situation. The heroine's reaction is also justified with her history with the hero's high profile "can have any super-model he so chooses" lifestyle. The angst is dialed way down until late in the novel. So this gives Jennifer Bonds high marks in my book! This is definitely a novel I would recommend! To read the entire review please visit: http://bit.ly/1l3JcXp This novel was provided by the Publisher for a honest review.
JaneyC More than 1 year ago
4 hot as puck stars Chloe Jacobs finds herself on the receiving end of a Dear Chloe text, which only a charge of margaritas will help to soothe. Diverting to the local store in the hideous weather, she aims for the limes only to be beaten to the last one by a smooth talking, lumberjack look-a-like. ”Because no woman can possibly resist Eau de Lumberjack?” Ryan Douglas is a renowned hockey player, taking an injury break. Finding himself looking for limes in a local store, he is confronted by a fiery, spitfire of a woman, who suggests she’s more than entitled to the last lime resting in his grasp. She ignites his playful side, and herein starts this couples whimsical dance. A holdup, leads to an impromptu night of passion, where neither of them saw it continuing. Needless to say, they find themselves standing opposite each other carrying out their daily jobs, and the joshing ramps up severely as Ryan lays on his ordered charm offensive against Chloe’s steadfast rules of life. This was a thoroughly enjoyable read, ticking all the boxes for a signature Brazen contribution. It contained all the right elements in a perfect blend, with the main character’s magnetism topping the chart. ARC gratefully received from Entangled Publishing in exchange for an honest review
JulieMaguda More than 1 year ago
Professional NHL player Ryan has just faced a possible career ending injury and his girlfriend of 6 years left him for his best friend/team mate, so the last thing he is looking for is a relationship. Chloe has not had any luck in the dating department either. Neither one of them are ready for anything serious but they decide they can't fight their intense chemistry. Chloe has trust issues that she has to get over if she wants anything more serious from him. A big part of this book was their sexual relationship since they were "friends with benefits" but I thought the author wove their growing feeling into the story nicely. It never felt forced to me. It seemed like Chloe was the one that had to get over her emotional hangups the most, even though what Ryan's ex did to him was pretty awful. I was surprised that Ryan let it go and still had his friendship with his team mate. The ending was so perfect, especially with the epilogue added. So sweet! Loved this one.
IreneC More than 1 year ago
4.5 stars Once Upon a Power Play was such a good read! This book ticked all the boxes for me I couldn't put it down. Loved the characters, the storyline was fun, entertaining and very steamy. Both Ryan and Chloe were such likable and memorable characters, loved their banter and witty exchanges, and the chemistry between them was smoking! *fans self* I'm really enjoying Jennifer Bonds work and I'm excited to see what she'll be writing for us next.
2kasmom More than 1 year ago
Ryan and Chloe meet while being held up at a local corner store in New York City. Together, they take down the crook. The police are very solicitous to Ryan when they arrive, but do not acknowledge Chloe or her help in taking down the perp. The next time they meet, it is at Madison Square Garden where Chloe realizes her one night stand is not just anyone - he is an honest to goodness captain of the local NHL team. Ryan cannot wait to get her alone with him. Chloe just swore off men, after being dumped. She is not sure if she wants to have anything to do with the male species. Beyond sex, she has no use for any of them right now. Ryan finds her feisty, creative, smart and extremely sexy. He loves that they cannot keep their hands off each other. The question is, can there be a future here? A really great read! I loved the banter, the sexy times, the struggle, it was overall a keeper for my shelf. ***This ARC given from Netgalley.com and its publisher in return for an honest review only.