My Review: Memphis by Ginger Scott

My Review:  Memphis by Ginger ScottMemphis by Ginger Scott
Publication Date: February 23, 2018
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance, Sports
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My mom always said it was just something about the way he moved.
The same swagger Archie Valentine wore in the ring when he took his opponents down followed him like a halo everywhere he went. But make no mistake about it—he was no angel. He was like a drug. My mother was his addict.

I never understood it…how love could make you blind and convince you to drink the poison. Not until I met Memphis Delaney.

At first, it was the familiar form. He’s a fighter, built like a god from the past, the kind of man the universe doesn’t make anymore. His eyes hide a story, and every time I’m in his presence I want to keep reading him until I get to the end. And then…there’s the way he moves. His boxing is violent but beautiful, and his body is a seductive weapon. When he’s in the ring, he wears the stare of a man committed to the battle until his very last breath.

He could end me; turn me into her. Too much of him will leave me as a shadow, and I’ve lost so much of myself already.

But I have discipline. It came the hard way. Lessons learned, scars left behind, and trust stripped away from life.

I will breathe his air, but I won’t fall for a man like him. The only boxer who’s ever going to break my heart is the one who gave me my name.

My Review

Memphis by Author Ginger Scott is a standalone, NA, fighter romance.

“I’m not sure I can pinpoint exactly what it was about the way she looked up at the sky, then down at me, but the feeling made a dent in the center of my chest. Not attraction—though she is definitely attractive, in a really interesting way. It’s more of a lingering side-effect type thing, like déjà vu.”

Olivia is coming back to a town she swore she’d never see again. Back to people she left behind for better things. Back to a life that she’d only return to out of necessity and desperation. She has no idea what’s waiting for her though. No thought of the change her life is about to take.

“Memphis Delaney is rare. He also might be worth it.”

Omg! He was so freaking worth it! Whew! This man was what dreams are made of. Perfect in his own way. I loved every side of Memphis. His protective nature, his gentleness. He was a thinker! I adored the way he was all man, but always praised Liv for her beauty and femininity. And when we got to know, I mean REALLY got to know, these characters, there was a feeling that churned deep in the pit of our stomachs that made us giddy with delight and also stand in awe. Memphis was Olivia’s forbidden, her no-go, hands-off, turn-the-other-way-and-run kind of guy. But, she was a unique treasure as well, looking into his soul to see the truth of who he was. You just know this made my heart jump, flutter, and then flit all over the place. Tough love equals passion. Gah! This story had a load of it.

“His story. I am surviving on the very being of him, and I think I have been for a while now.”

Life is filled with fear, but it’s what you do with that fear that either makes you the winner or the one who’s second best; a life lesson I picked up from “Memphis”. This is one of the things that makes Ginger Scott’s writing so unique and cherished. She shows us the beauty of love and teaches us the power of it as well.

“I will wait until you believe I won’t break that promise. Breaking you, Liv, would be one of the biggest regrets of my life. And I just don’t do regrets.”

Memphis was a deep, soul-scorching burn with an intensity that can only be found in a love so pure and devout that it eclipses everything else.

“I’m no champion at all if you’re not there to see it.”

5 Stars


I turn so our feet are squared and glance at his home that I think he probably knows I went through while he was gone. Somehow the money he paid for it seems not enough and too much all at once. My gaze shifts back to his, and he steps forward until the toe of his left shoe rests against the right side of mine.


“That’s a nice story, Memphis. I’m glad you found the bike, but I’m not sure what that has to do with me,” I say, my breath catching as his fingertips trace along my jaw, his touch so faint I find myself leaning my head to encourage his palm to rest along my cheek more boldly.


He brings his other hand up with more confidence, and I’m caught. The other option I had, to walk away, is gone. I never really wanted it, though.


Memphis dips his chin, hunching slightly to bring his eyes in line with mine. We’re so close that I can feel the tickle of his breath against my lips, and they tingle at the familiar. Each experience with him weaves itself into my heart in this way that terrifies me. This is how people lose themselves.


But I let it in—each breath, each sound, the smells and words. His story. I am surviving on the very being of him, and I think I have been for a while now.


“I was eighteen when I tracked down that bike. I knew it was mine…”


“I don’t belong to you, Memphis,” I cut in, my heart pounding.


His mouth forms a crooked smile. He holds my eyes hostage in silence for few long seconds. “Maybe it works the other way,” he says, his eyes moving over my face with a softness that feels intimate and vulnerable. His forehead falls forward until it rests gently on my own, and I let go of the grip I have on myself, exchanging it for fistfuls of his T-shirt. My knuckles run along his chest as I gather the material and close my eyes, his muscles hard from discipline.


“I can’t watch you get hurt. I can’t…”


His hand moves to my chin, and he lifts it until our eyes meet. Suddenly, breathing just got a lot harder to do.


“I won’t lose, Liv. I work too hard, and I study too much, and I will never be in a ring I’m not supposed to be in,” he says, and I breathe out what sounds like a laugh but feels like hurt.


“My fifty-year-old uncle kicked your ass in some display of alpha-male, teacher-student bullshit. I couldn’t watch that…how am I supposed to watch you step in with some guy who really wants to kill you? How am I supposed to kiss you knowing that your lips might never be the same after a fight. How…”


Memphis’s mouth takes mine before I can protest anymore, nothing like our stolen moment from earlier. His hands cup my face and his mouth moves possessively over my bottom lip, sucking it in and letting it slide loose through a graze of his teeth. He turns my head with a gentle nudge and kisses me deeper, and his hands fall from my face in long, possessive drags down my shoulders to my waist, stopping with his thumbs just above my hips and his fingers splayed out around my sides.


My hands roam up his chest and neck until my thumbs run along the roughness of his chin, and my touch seems to somehow make him hungrier.


“My god.” He breathes the words against my lips, restraint giving way…


About Ginger Scott

Ginger Scott is an Amazon-bestselling author of eight young and new adult
romances, including Waiting on the Sidelines, Going Long, Blindness, How
We Deal With Gravity, This Is Falling, You and Everything After, Wild
Reckless and The Girl I Was Before.

A sucker for a good romance, Ginger’s other passion is sports, and she
often blends the two in her stories. (She’s also a sucker for a hot
quarterback, catcher, pitcher, point guard…the list goes on.) Ginger has
been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than
15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors,
scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work,
visit her website at

When she's not writing, the odds are high that she's somewhere near a
baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce
Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona
Diamondbacks. Ginger lives in Arizona and is married to her college
sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork 'em, Devils).

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