Blog Tour and My Review: GRIT by J. C. Valentine

Blog Tour and My Review:  GRIT by J. C. ValentineGRIT by J. C. Valentine
Series: Spartan Riders #1
Genres: MC, Romance
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Synopsis

Gabby Morgan isn’t looking for love. Not even a little romance. Following a rocky past that she’d just as soon forget, she’s determined to focus on the future. One that most certainly doesn’t involve the tough-as-nails, short-on-words, hot-as-hell biker…or his kid.

Blake Mahone may not be done with women, but he’s finished with relationships. Then Gabby Morgan enters the picture. She’s flawless, refined, and as his kid’s teacher, way out of his league. She acts like she hates him, but her eyes tell a different story. Before he knows it, Blake finds himself hot for teacher, and he’s more than ready to learn all her secrets. Now all he has to do is convince her to give him a shot…without getting them both killed in the process.

I received this book for free from Author in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

My Review

GRIT by Author J. C. Valentine is book one of a Spartan Riders Novel, a new MC series.

“I had a craving for a teacher.”

Predictability and routine are necessities in Gabby Morgan’s life. She is in her first year of teaching kindergarten, and she wants to get everything right. So, when Blake Mahone and his son, Ash, enter into her life, they threaten to derail her manicured picture of perfection.  Blake Mahone is the hot-as-sin president of the Spartans. He is a newly single dad, trying to learn the ropes of fatherhood, when he has a run-in with an angel. Things heat up as Blake and Gabby learn more about each other and how they fit in these seemingly different worlds.

“I love the way you look at me. I like the way you feel in my arms. You make me want things I shouldn’t, but I can’t help myself. Every time I touch you, I need more.”

Told in third person point of view, GRIT was a sweet and fun read, with some twists.  The synopsis of the story was what initially drew my interest, MC romance with a taboo twist. This theme remained throughout the story, but also deviated slightly from the typical MC read, giving its own unique take.  The main characters were easy to come to know, but still had depth. The fabulous mix of adult and child dialogue was my favorite part of GRIT.  Little Ash stole the show, bringing a childlike quality to an adult-themed book.

There were times when the story was a bit too predictable and the actions of the characters did not seem to match their persona.  However, all-in-all, this was a good escape.

3.5 Stars

Excerpt

A shadow eclipsed the sun and Gabby looked up, mouth running dry, as Blake headed her way. Apart from his bike, he towered over her. His shoulder-length hair was drawn back into one of those man buns that had recently become so popular, but she suspected he’d made it his thing before it was a “thing.” Once again he’d opted for a pair of worn jeans that fit his body to perfection, with a black leather vest, otherwise known as a cut, sporting a president patch, his name, and the name of their township.

He strode up to her with absolute confidence, his expression set in what she decided to dub constipated. When he reached her, only stopping when they were nearly touching from shoulder to thigh, he folded his arms across his broad chest and stared her down.

“Didn’t think you’d show.”

Seeing right through his macho posturing, Gabby canted her head to the side and smiled sweetly. “Well, you did invite me.”

“Ash invited you. I was simply being nice.”

Gabby snorted. Nice wasn’t a word she would use to describe him. “I didn’t realized that word was part of your vocabulary.”

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” 

“If you want me to go, just say so.”

“You’d like that, I’m sure.” His lips pressed together and his jaw clenched. “Ash wants you here, and here you are. What more is there to say.”

“How about welcome to the party for starters.”

“My manners don’t extend that far. Look, lady, we’re not friends. You’re my kid’s teacher and for some reason he likes you, so I’m going to play nice. Grab yourself a plate, mingle, whatever. It’s no sweat off my back what you decide to do. Just don’t piss anyone off.”

Any more than she clearly already had him? Mirroring his stance, Gabby narrowed her eyes on him, her irritation piqued. “Look, Mr. Mahone, I’m not here to pick a fight with you, so how about you dial down the snarky attitude a few notches.” One of his dark brows winged up making him appear far more intense than usual. Undaunted, she pressed on. “Furthermore, you claim that I gave you an unfair shake, and maybe I did. So this is me extending an olive branch. I came here, curious to see if you would prove me wrong, but so far you’re only succeeding in proving me right.”

She watched as his gray eyes grew hard and a muscle in his jaw pulsed. Whatever he wanted to say, he didn’t. “Suit yourself, teach. I’d stick around and introduce ya, but I’ve got other shit to do.”

With that, he turned and marched away, his shoulders stiff and his long strides eating up the patchy lawn faster than a herd of cattle.

About J. C. Valentine

USA Today Bestselling author J.C. Valentine is the alter-ego of Brandi Salazar, whose enjoyment of tales of romance spurred her to branch out and create her own.
She lives in the Northwest with her husband, their wild children, and far too many pets. As a university student, she studies literature, which goes well with her dream of becoming an editor. Brandi entertains a number of hobbies including reading and photography, but her first love is writing fiction-in all its forms.

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