Series: Standalone Novel
Published by Self Published on 6/14/18
Genres: Sports Romance
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Allie Sutton just got a new job.
Not one she wants, and definitely not one she's prepared for. She hadn't seen her dad in years, so the last thing she expects upon his sudden death is to inherit the thing he loved more than anything (or anyone) ... the professional football team he owned for the last twenty years.
Luke Pierson does not want a new boss.
What he wants is to be a good father to his daughter, the best quarterback possible for his teammates. What he doesn't need is a blonde bombshell ruining the team's chances at another championship. Especially when that bombshell turns out to be his new neighbor. The neighbor he was a complete jerk to the first time they met.
For the sake of the team, they treat each other like complete professionals. In public, at least. Behind closed doors, it's a different story. And the fallout of giving in to that heat is something neither one of them can see coming.
I adored this sexy, fun and heartfelt sports romance. Karla was actually a new to me author as this is the first book I’ve ever read of hers, but man was it amazing. I could not put it down. I loved the sassy back and forth between Luke and Allie. They were on FIRE and had the best dynamic and sexual tension. I can’t wait for you to read this. NOW LIVE + FREE on KU!
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4.5 “OMG. LOVE” Stars!
I love a good sports romance, especially a football romance. And The Bombshell Effect was everything I wanted to read when I picked it up. It was a sexy, fun, surprisingly heartfelt, on the edge of your seat romance that I could not put down. Luke and Allie, our main characters, have the best back-and-forth, the sassiest, funniest come backs, and the most decadent tension that burns between them. This was my first time reading Karla Sorenson, and I have to say I was so impressed. Her writing is spectacular, her character development superb, and this storyline definitely hit me in the feels. She’s an author I want to read more of, and I’m surprised I’ve waited this long to read one of her books. The Bombshell Effect was so freaking good, so swoony, so tender and sweet. There’s honestly nothing you won’t like. I guarantee it. It’s most definitely a must read favorite sports romance of mine and I can’t wait for you to dive in.
Luke and Allie are neighbors. Neighbors who don’t get off on the best foot. In fact when Luke and Allie meet they take an instant dislike to each other. Luke is an asshole, lol, definitely judgmental, rude, and rough around the edges. He’s been emotionally burned by his daughters mother (yep, he’s a single dad, swooooon) and he’s not receptive to woman at all.
Allie just lost her father—a man she wasn’t very close with. She back in her childhood home (right next door to Luke) and while there finds out that she’s inherited her Dad’s most beloved thing, his Football team, the Washington Wolves. Obviously Allie has no idea that Luke is the quarterback of the Wolves, hell, this football team totally caught her off guard, and she’s barely wrapped her head around the fact that her father left the team to her. And of course, Luke has NO IDEA that Allie is the new owner, if he did, he might not have treated her so badly when they first met. So the moment these two find out that they’re more than just neighbors, that their lives are more intertwined than what they thought, is THE BEST THING EVER.
This story TAKES OFF. There is so much back and forth, so much push and pull between Luke and Allie. What starts off as dislike escalates into something heated and sexy and totally delicious. I ADORED everything about these characters. Loved seeing Luke’s shell soften as he let Allie in. Karla did an amazing job of writing laughs and sex, but also giving us a good dose of angst that made you feel IN THIS STORY! Honestly, I just loved it. Couldn’t put it down. Didn’t want it to end. And I can’t wait to see what’s next from Karla. I’m hoping we get books for some of the other characters we meet in The Bombshell Effect because it was just so so so great.
Just before they entered the room, something snapped through my ears at the sound of her voice, but it was nothing I could place, nothing I could pin down with certainty. We all stood to greet her, and as soon as I got the first glimpse of her dress, everything around me slowed to a sluggish, weighted crawl.
It was almost as if my brain couldn’t process what I was seeing, so the vision of her was reduced to blocks of color.
When it all snapped together, I lost my breath in a pained whoosh. This could not be happening.
As she smiled brightly at Dayvon, giving him her full attention, I realized she hadn’t seen me yet. My next-door neighbor, the one who had called me an arrogant asshole less than twenty-four hours earlier, was the new owner of the Washington Wolves. And she hadn’t seen me yet.
Suddenly, I understood the rampant tug of nerves and the unshakable feeling that something was about to go very, very wrong. I swiped my hand over my mouth and let out a slow breath, straightening my shoulders and holding my head up high. I could do this. I’d stared down three hundred-pound linebackers who wanted to rip the helmet off my head as they tackled my ass to the ground.
I could do this.
She turned in my direction, and I saw the moment it registered. The hitch in her step, the narrowing of her eyes, the slight purse in her scarlet red lips.
“You,” she whispered.
Everything stopped. All eyes turned in my direction. The temperature in the room with that one hushed word from her went from cordial to downright glacial.
“Oh, shit,” I muttered under my breath. She crossed her arms tightly over her chest. The chest I’d ogled while she shoved cupcakes at me.
There was absolutely no part of this that could end well.
About the Author
Well, let’s see … I’m a wife and a mother. If the things that I write bring a smile to someone’s face, then I’ve done my job. I am obsessed with Outlander (both the books and the show). I’m almost exclusively a romance reader, which means some people will never consider me a literary snob. If I could meet one historical figure, it would be Jane Austen. I received my Bachelors in Public Relations and worked in health care marketing before I had my babies. I hate Twitter. I do it, but I hate it. Also, if you want to get on my good side, bring me wine and I’ll love you forever.