Author: M.E. Carter
Release Date: June 16th, 2016
Genre: Sports Romance
Rating: 5 Stars
Heat Rating: 4 Stars
All The Feels Rating: 5 Stars
ARC received in exchange for honest review.
A slang soccer term meaning: fake out, deceive, confuse your opponent
See examples Daniel Zavaro and Quincy Watson:
As the rising star in Houston, Daniel has found fame as Captain of his Pro soccer team
and the city’s most eligible bachelor. Daniel has everything – except someone special –
and that suits him just fine. He doesn’t want, or need, complications.
Quincy has baggage, and lots of it. After a tragic accident spins her world on its axis, she
finds herself as a single mother, raising a newborn nephew she never knew she had.
Between parenthood, her full-time job, and dealing with the suffocating grief of losing
her sister, every day is a struggle.
When they begin to cross paths unexpectedly and often, an unlikely friendship starts to
evolve. Feelings change. Lines get crossed. What happens next surprises them both…
Before they know it– they’ve been Juked.
Having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics; as good as it is possible to be.
Perfect. That was the first word to come to mind when I finished Juked. This felt like more than a book to me- it was more of an emotional roller-coaster that made me smile, swoon, laugh, tear up, bite my nails and turn my stomach into a butterfly conservatory. Juked demanded my attention from the first page and had no problem keeping my interest to the last one.
They say your life can change in a second, and for Quincy Watson, nothing has been more true from the second she gets a phone call to head to the hospital. There she finds out her sister has passed away, but her nephew- the one she never knew she had- has survived. And if those bombshells weren’t enough, she finds out she has custody of him. Talk about a bad day.
Daniel Zavaro is living the good life. Star soccer player, team caption, great looks, plenty of charm, and of course, his pick of the cleat chasers. He doesn’t feel like anything is missing from his life, until a chance encounter with Quincy. Even though he can see she has enough on her plate at the moment, he can’t help but want her to make a little room on there for him.
I have to start off with Quincy, I just adored her. She was written flawlessly; from her thoughts, to her actions, to her internal battles with herself, to her interactions with the baby, and to her feelings with Daniel. I could literally feel her every emotion through the pages, M.E. Carter deserves major props for creating such a strong voiced character. You can’t help but connect to Quincy and root for her as she goes on her journey with her nephew. I loved that Quincy is both strong and vulnerable. Independent and in need of a shoulder to lean on.
Then there is Daniel. He is your typical superstar athlete- attractive, desirable and a bit of a player. Unlike other character in his position, Daniel is extremely likeable, right from the get go. He has this quality to him that I can’t quite pin point, but it kind of makes you fall in love with him. And by kind of, I mean definitely. Along with Daniel, you also get to meet the whole Zavaor clan. It was really fun to see them all interact with each other. There is a lot of personality there.
Now let’s talk about Quincy and Daniel’s relationship. It takes them both by surprise, and is equal parts sweet and sexy. However, since there is a baby in the picture, it is also complicated. Not to mention Daniel IS in the spotlight. The way the characters are written, both so realistic, it’s hard not to feel the chemistry between them. And the sexual tension.
The story itself was just so touching to me. I wasn’t lying when I said I teared up, I did at several parts. It truly was just very moving and bittersweet, and M.E. Carter wrote it, well, just perfectly. Brilliantly. Honestly, there are two love stories in this book- the one between Daniel Quincy and the love between her and the baby. They are equally as important to the plot as the other and the whole thing is just so heartwarming.
Wither you like sport romance novels or not, you WILL love this book. Trust me. You don’t want to miss out on being Juked.
“I hope you don’t mind,” she says, changing subjects and breaking the tension. “Before
you called, I was going to catch up on Outlander. I’m several episodes behind.”
“Fine with me,” I say. “I’m used to those soft-porn shows.”
“You know Outlander, Game of Thrones, True Blood. Soft porn.”
She scoffs at me. “We’re watching Starz, Daniel, not pay-per-view.”
I lean back and put my feet up on the coffee table. “Baby, the only difference between
Starz and porn is that actual porn doesn’t have a plot or as big a budget.”
She rolls her eyes. “Whatever. Soft porn,” she grumbles under her breath. She picks up
the popcorn and puts it on the couch between us.
I snap up a handful and toss some in my mouth as the review of the last episode plays
and the credits roll.
Adult language. Adult situations. Brief nudity.
That’s what the parental ratings warn us of. It is so, so wrong.
The first thing that pops up on the screen is a woman on a bed and a man is with her.
With his head between her legs for a very long time. And now there’s nipples, lots and
lots of nipples. And his head is still between her legs.
“Still trying to convince yourself it’s not high-budget porn?” I joke, trying to break the
sexual tension that has sprung up again.
“Oh my god, this is so awkward,” she replies, eyes still on the screen. Her ears turn bright
red, which is apparently her version of a blush. She looks so uncomfortable.
I sip my beer and munch popcorn, ignoring the woody in my pants from imagining that
it’s Quincy and me on the screen. When all else fails, insert humor. “Man, he’s really
going at it, isn’t he?”
“Would you shut up?” She laughs and smacks my arm. “This is weird enough without
you making jokes.”
“Sorry. I’ll just sit here quietly while we watch the non-porn.” She rolls her eyes but
“Mother, reader, storyteller – ME Carter never set out to write books. But when a friend
practically forced a copy of Twilight into her hands, the love of the written word she had
lost as a child was rekindled. With a story always rolling around in her head, it should
come as no surprise that she finally started putting them on paper. She lives in Texas
with her four children, Mary, Elizabeth, Carter and Bug, who sadly was born long after
her pen name was created, and will probably need extensive therapy because of it.”
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