Review + Special Excerpt: The End Zone, L. J. Shen
The End Zone, a sexy friends to lovers romance from L.J. Shen is available NOW!
Jolie Louis is a smart girl.
She knows that her best friend, Sage Poirier, is a bad idea.
He’s a walking, talking cliché. The Adonis quarterback with the bulging biceps and harem of fangirls trailing behind him on campus like a stench you can’t get rid of.
Sadly, it is also the very reason she can’t seem to stay away from him.
No, wait. That’s not fair. They’re also roommates, at least until May, when they graduate from college.
Jolie is already straddling the line between friendship and more when Sage comes to her with an offer she cannot refuse: be his fake girlfriend and live for free for the rest of the semester.
She tells herself that she can handle it.
He’s just the boy she saved ten years ago, right?
Wrong. So very wrong.
He is a man now, and she is his captive
Heart, body, and soul…
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Review
As you probably know, this novella was part of the Team Player Anthology, and at the time I read it, it was one of my favorites! No one can ever due wrong with a best friends to lovers romance for me, I swear. And reading this now again, and with bonus content *squeel*, just proved to me how much I loved these two and how much I live for best friends to lovers romances.
With my ankle on his lap, he massages my foot. And I should really get a gold medal, or maybe a simple acknowledgement, for not spreading my legs for him right here and now and giving him exactly what he has been begging for. Because. Sage. Poirier. Is. A. God! That’s why he’s a manwhore in the first place. There is no denying his masculine appeal, raw beauty, dirty mouth, and cocky confidence.
You are first introduced to the characters with the retelling of the moment they first met, and then you meet them in the present, as best friends attending college and living together. Sage is the typical man whore jock, who once faced with the possibility of Jojo (his best friend) dating one of his teammates, finally realizes she's the one he wants, and no one else. He damn sure made things interesting once he realized it.
I’m in love with Jolie Louis. And I’m going to conquer her. Consequences be damned.
Sage was so alpha over Jojo, I love it. He was funny, so damn hot and really sweet when it came to his Jojo. She was also hilarious, I loved reading her descriptions of Sage and those moments where she was trying to resist him but couldn't. Jojo was worried about her heart, given Sage's rep with the ladies, she knew she would end up with a broken heart if they took their friendship to the sheets level.
The one thing she wasn't counting on was Sage being just as crazy for her as she was for him. Even when a gold digger tries to come between them, Sage proves his true character trying to do the right thing all the while being faithful to his love.
“You are in my blood!” he screams in my face, raking his fingers along his thick, lush blond hair. I look away so he won’t see the tears. My cheeks are wet, and my heart is pounding loud enough to hear from across the room. “You’re in my blood, in my veins, in my fucking soul. You’re in my heart and in my fingertips and on my fucking lips like a prayer. You’re fucking everywhere, Jolie Louis. Always have been, always will be.”
I loved these two, they were hilarious, super cute and oh my damn the sex between these two was so explosive! I loved reading their banter and playfulness and watching them navigating through a whole new field to their relationship.
The bonus epilogue was so damn funny though, at first I was like nooo but then my brain caught up, she wouldn't do this to us in a freaking epilogue so I kept on reading and oh my godddd... y'all it was hot and fun and sweet too. I just loved it!
Rate: 5 stars
Excerpt from the Vicious extended epilogue:
Emilia
“Kneel.”There’s menace in this voice, and I grew to love the man who carries it like a loaded weapon. Every word is a sharp edge of a knife, sinking into my skin.
Kneel.
Sit.
Open your mouth.
Touch yourself.
Repeat after me: Vicious, I’m yours.
Most married couples fall into a blissful, albeit drowsy domestic routine of laundry, family dinners, and Netflix.
Most married couples are not Vicious and me.
We were different from the beginning. A yin and a yang, fighting over which color took more space, black or pink. We started out as enemies, and I think that, although we are still crazy in love, we will always be rivals on some level. We will always be passionate, and angry, and desperate.
We will always be us.
“I’m sorry, I don’t take orders from people who aren’t my boss,” I say coolly, dropping my funky, colorful bag at the door and erasing the distance between us in wide, confident steps. He is standing in front of me, his Armani suit impeccable, his raven hair slicked back, his icicle blue eyes devouring me in ways that make being eaten alive worth it. He scans the length of me, a slight sneer on his face. I’m still me, even so many years later. The tips of my light brown hair are still cherry-blossom pink. The soles of my shoes are yellow, for Christ’s sake.
“That could be arranged, if you continue your sass.”
“How is that going to work, Vicious? Are you going to re-employ me against my will?” For the past eighteen years, I’ve been managing my own gallery in L.A. A gallery he bought for me shortly before our engagement. I have a career, an income of my own. Truth is, he gave me a push, but the entire journey to where I am today was made by me, and only me, and he knows it.
He cups my cheek, yanks me by the hem of my funky powder blue blouse with little suns into his body and leans down for a kiss. Our lips brush briefly, promising scattered clothes and ragged breaths, just as the door swings open and our son walks in. He slams the door behind him, his eyes still intently glued to his phone.
Vaughn is a spitting image of his dad. So much so, that sometimes it scares me.
At sixteen, he has the walk, talk, and air of Vicious when the latter was a senior in high school. Rangy, strong body, thick-fringed blue eyes, skin so fair he looks like he defies the sun, and cheekbones you could use as a sharp weapon. More than anything, he has that uniquely-pissed facial expression that tells you that he just doesn’t care.
Not about your problems.
Not about your feelings.
And certainly not about what you think about him.
About L.J. Shen:
L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets people’s birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.
She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.
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