Apr 22, 2016

{Blog Tour: Reivew + Excerpt + Giveaway} of The Player and the Pixie by L.H. Cosway & Penny Reid


The Player and the Pixie by L.H. Cosway

GENRE: Contemporary
THEME: Romance, Mature, Humor, Sport
RECEIVED: Tour

BLURB:

THE PIXIE
Lucy Fitzpatrick doesn’t like rugby.

As the little sister of Ireland’s most infamous rugby player, Lucy can’t seem to escape the championship-sized shadow cast by her big brother, or her mother’s frequent attempts to micromanage her future. Her rainbow hair is as free-spirited as her quest for inner peace, yet overbearing expectations keep bringing her down. And when she’s down, her compulsive little problem lands her in seriously big trouble.

THE PLAYER
Sean Cassidy is a cold-hearted brute… or so he’s been told. Frequently. By everyone.

His blonde locks, baby blues, and rock hard bod make ladies the world over drool with desire. As the rugby world’s second most infamous player, he should be basking in his success. But Sean has never been content settling for second place, and his frequent confrontations with Lucy’s big brother leave him cold. And when he’s cold, his compulsive little problem lands him in the lap of Lucy Fitzpatrick.

THE PLAN
Sean has a problem only Lucy can solve. Lucy has a problem only Sean can fix. The solution seems obvious: you scratch my back, and I’ll bail you out of jail. But when their business arrangement unexpectedly leaves Sean scorching hot and Lucy on the precipice of inner peace, can they convince the world—and Lucy’s big brother in particular—that this is the real deal?

Either way, both the Player and the Pixie are about to teach each other some pretty monumental lessons about family, life, but most importantly, love.

REVIEW:

I loved the Hooker and the Hermit, so I was super excited to continue the series but now following Ronan’s sister on her romantic adventures. What was even more exciting about this story, was the Ronan’s sister is falling for his enemy and cocky fellow teammate Sean Cassidy… Loved it!!!

The Player and the Pixie follows Lucy Fitzpatrick, sister of Ronan Fitzpatrick, famed Rugby player. Lucy has been going through some tough times because of the pressure her mother constantly puts on her, which results in Lucy acting out by stealing random small items. But when her twitchy fingers grab something and catch the attention of Sean Cassidy, her bothers enemy, it sets up an interesting relationship between the two. Sean and Lucy’s attraction is intense but they both have trouble escaping the family pressures and old habits. When things start to shift into something more serious, Lucy is wondering how its going to effect not only her but her brother who hates Sean with a passion.

Lucy is a sweet and sassy girl; she loves to be different with her multi colored hair and free spirited demeanor. Her mother is constantly nagging Lucy, that she hasn’t done enough and needs a man in her life. Luckily she has the love and support from her brother and his fiancé Annie, whom is her boss. She finds herself attracted to Sean, even though he has caused a lot of hell for her brother, aka sleeping with her brothers past fiancé. But she soon finds out that not everything is as it seems with Sean, and there is another side to him that he’s afraid to let out. I loved how Lucy opened up with Sean, they had some hilarious banter and she was actually a lot more patient with his cocky self than I would ever be.

Sean is a bundled of trouble in a hot package. Known as a player with a bad rep, he’s not well liked on his team but he’s a hell of a rugby player. He catches Lucy stealing one day and also cant seem to get her out of his head. They make a deal and Lucy teaches him things about sex that he was very obvious too. Now that he’s found someone whom he actually cares for he wants to explore things that he’s never much cared for in the past. What I loved about him is that he was so similar too Lucy both took things because of family stuff and in the end replaced the theft side with each other’s company. I also loved how he enjoyed riling up Ronan, there was a bit of jealousy even if he didn’t admit it, but those two boys really get on each other’s nerves.

Overall I loved this next installment; Lucy and Sean have some hot and heavy moments and really hilarious encounters. I feel this one beat the first book just because I thought I laughed a heck of a lot more. This can be read as a stand alone but I feel the first should be read so you can see where Ronan and Annie started. Plus I loved seeing how they progressed. The writing is fun, sweet, and sizzling, I adore both Cosway and Reid for creating such an awesome series with memorable characters, and of course creating a new love for rugby.


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Excerpt #1


*Sean*

I DIDN’T KNOW what I was doing.

Requests, things I wanted, words I would never speak or allow myself to think were

now uncontainable.

It’s the sex, I reiterated. Again. I’d used this explanation, now on repeat, as a simple

justification for the complex cacophony of my mind.

“Be with you?” Her long, dark lashes fluttered, beating like distressed butterfly wings

against warming pink cheeks.

I licked my lips, tasting her there. “Yes.”

She stared at me, confused. I was also confused. And oddly frightened.

Because it wasn’t the sex.

Several seconds ticked on as we studied each other in breathless silence. She found

her voice before I did. “What does that—”

“Lucy?” Annie’s voice was paired with a soft knock on the bathroom door. “Are you

I opened my mouth to whisper a clarification to the question Lucy hadn’t quite

posed, because I was compelled to tell her it wasn’t the sex. We didn’t have to have sex.

We could just . . . talk. Or play cards. Or touch. Or look at each other from across the

We could merely be together.

But she covered my mouth with her hand. Her features arrested with unmistakable

“Yes. I’m fine! I just . . . started my period is all. Made a mess in my jeans, like a

crime scene.” Lucy hollered in response then grimaced. She immediately mouthed I’m

sorry to me. Her cheeks flushed red.

I lifted an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes, ducking her head with obvious

embarrassment. I pressed my lips together so I wouldn’t laugh.

Issuing me a quelling look, Lucy released me and skittered out of the stall,

whispering, “Stay here and count to three hundred.”

“Oh! Do you need anything?” Annie’s voice was less muffled and I surmised she’d

opened the bathroom door.

“Ah, no. Have it all sorted now. Thank God Tom has these nice absorbent napkins

instead of those troublesome hand driers. Although I feel like I’m wearing a nappy.

They’re bad for the environment, so I should talk to him about replacing the napkins.

Maybe make a few available for emergencies . . .”

Lucy’s anxiety-riddled chatter faded as the bathroom door clicked shut.

I released an audible exhale. My heart was beating as though it might leap from my

chest. I needed to catch my breath. Neither had anything to do with being caught.

What the fuck were you doing?

It was the sex. She’s phenomenal in bed. You’ve never had that before. It was just

I nodded, reiterating the logic of my justification for the uncharacteristic behavior. If

I repeated it enough, perhaps I would believe it.

I didn’t count to three hundred as instructed. I counted to one hundred and twenty-

three, then realized what I was doing.

“You’re mad, Sean,” I muttered, shaking myself and promptly leaving the ladies’

room. I checked the cufflinks on my dress shirt—a nervous habit—and strolled back to

the table, eyeing the assortment of eejits gathered.

About the Authors

L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favorite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books.

She thinks that imperfect people are the most interesting kind. They tell the best stories.

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SEX! It all started with sex, between my parents. Personally I don’t like thinking about it, but whatever works for you is a-ok with me. No judgment. The sex happened in California and much of my life also occurred in that state until I moved from the land of nuts (almonds), wine, silicon… boobs, and heavy traffic to the southeast US. Like most writers I like to write, but let’s get back to sex. Eventually I married and gave birth to 2 small people-children (boy-6, girl-4 as of this writing).

By day I’m a biomedical researcher with focus on rare diseases. By night I’m a knitter, sewer, lino block carver, fabric printer, soap maker, and general crafter. By the wee hours of the morning or when I’m intoxicated I love to listen to the voices in my head and let them tell me stories. I hope you enjoy their stories.

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