Welcome to the Hottest Face-off this NHL Season!
He’ll do whatever it takes to get her against the boards…Chloe Jacobs was sure things couldn’t get worse after surviving an armed robbery. She never imaged a one night stand would land her in the tabloids…or that the sexy stranger would turn out to be the NHL’s hottest center. Find out in Jennifer Bonds’s newest Risky Business novel, ONCE UPON A POWER PLAY, who will win the hottest faceoff of the season.
Once Upon A Power Play
Release Date: 11/16/2015
He’ll do whatever it takes to get her against the boards…
Sidelined by a potentially career-ending injury, the only thing hockey player Ryan Douglas should be thinking about is recovery. But after sharing a near death experience and a night of passion with a spunky brunette, the only thing on his mind is five and a half feet of sexy sarcasm. And he’ll do whatever it takes to get her back in his bed–even if it means playing dirty.
Chloe Jacobs is done with fairytales. And men. She’s kissed her share of frogs and what’s it gotten her? Dumped by text–again. Determined to eighty-six illusions of romance and prove she’s more than just a good-time girl, the last thing she needs is a pushy, arrogant hockey player testing her resolve. Especially one who’s sinfully good with his hands and thinks date-by-blackmail is a perfectly acceptable social convention.
Ryan wants to play games? Fine by her, but this is one faceoff he’s going to lose.
On Sale in Digital: November 16, 2015
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From Once Upon a Power Play by Jennifer Bonds:
“Hey! That’s mine!”
Ryan Douglas 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.”
*ARC provided by Publisher in exchange for a fair and honest review*
Once Upon A Power Play is an engaging, exciting, well-written romance story. The protagonists, Ryan and Chloe, are fun and extremely well-developed characters. They lit the pages and flat out made me grin, more and more with every interaction they had with each other.
I absolutely adored Chloe Jacobs. I think she’s one of the most fascinating and compelling heroines I’ve read in a while. She’s very easy to like and very easy to relate to, and the way she views the world is so easy to understand and fall into because I liked and related to her. It was all too easy to see why Ryan would be intrigued by a woman like Chloe, and vice versa.
Chloe is a strong, spunky heroine, though she fears giving her heart and trust to a man, she can’t quite fight her growing feelings for Ryan. He’s a bit of a jerk at times, but he’s a nice guy, too, and Chloe is attracted to the contradictions in him. A lot like Ryan is attracted the ferocity and sass in her. These two characters were a pleasure to read and get to know, because they felt real, down to the depths of their souls, and it was so easy for me to see them and understand exactly who they were and who they become through each other.
If you love entertaining, fast-paced, well-written, well-structured contemporary romance, Once Upon a Power Play is a dynamite read you won’t want to miss. I loved everything about it and cannot wait to read more from this new-to-me author.
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Jennifer Bonds writes sizzling contemporary romance with sassy heroines, sexy heroes, and a whole lot of mischief. When she’s not writing or wrangling toddlers, she can be found curled up with a good book and a bottle of wine. Jennifer lives in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, where her overactive imagination and weakness for reality TV keep life interesting. She’s lucky enough to live with her own real life hero, two adorable children, and a pair of rambunctious dogs. Loves Buffy, Mexican food, the Winchester brothers, and all things zombie. Sings off-key.