LEGEND by Katy Evans-Release Blitz! Stacy's review, excerpt and teasers. @authorkatyevans @RSofRomance
This is such a bittersweet thing for me to do, writing a review on the final book of a series that has spanned years, and has brought me so many friends and great memories in my little book world. I read REAL in 2013 and it was an instant favorite of mine! The whole series is great but nothing ever compared to REAL until now. I think Real will always be my favorite, but Legend is a close second, and for so many reasons.
It all starts with Reese Dumas, Brooke’s cousin. And if you don’t know who Brooke is, stop right now and go read Real, Remy and Mine. I should mention that you don’t have to read Ripped or Rogue in order to read Legend, but in order to not be completely confused, you definitely need to read the first three books.
Ok, back to Reese. She decides to move to Seattle for the summer to stay with Remy & Brooke and help out with Racer while Remy trains for the upcoming underground circuit. She has some things in her past that she’s not proud of, and she’s hoping that being around healthy, disciplined people will be a great start at redeeming herself and finding some peace. She’s young, just about 20, but she’s very strong and motivated, which I love!
Maverick Cage is a fighter with an interesting secret who is just trying to find a way to break into the underground circuit. He keeps getting turned away, doors slammed in his face, he has no coach, no team, and nobody in his life to back him. He’s completely alone until a beautiful stranger decides to be kind to him.
The relationship between Reese and Maverick is a very unique one. They don’t even know each other, they barely speak to each other, and yet they seem to have this unbreakable connection that needs no words. They are so similar in so many ways, and yet so different. And it’s really beautiful to see how two people can understand each other when nobody else can. So these two start a routine at the gym together and Reese helps him get a trainer, and still, this is all done with minimal words, and I just love how Katy can convey so many feelings between two characters without a ton of dialogue.
Traveling the underground circuit together yet, apart, and doing their strange little gym dance at every stop becomes the centerpiece of their non-flirtatious-flirtatious banter if you could call it that. You also get quite a bit of Remy and Brooke in this book, which I wasn’t sure I would like, because when I read about a new couple I like the focus to be on them, but this was done REALLY well, and in such a creative way, so I loved it. Racer, Brooke and Remy’s son also holds a big role in this story involving the growing connection between Reese and Maverick.
I don’t want to spoil anything so I won’t go much deeper into the story, but I will say that I was so pleasantly surprised with what Katy decided to do with these characters. There IS a twist, and there are some things that will definitely keep you on the edge of your seat. The buildup is great, the sexual tension is to die for, and there is a little bit of a love/hate thing going on with some of these people that was super awesome in the end, and it proved that you don’t have to win every battle to be a true winner. I was worried how this story would go, but I just loved it, and I totally cried towards the end because that part was done perfectly. If you are a fan of this series, reading this final book is a must, it will seal your little book heart and wrap it up all pretty.
At Tate’s corner, outside the ropes, his coach whistles. “You two get some headgear on. Stat.”
Tate’s lips curl rebelliously, and he looks at me with challenge in his eyes.
I smile back, a feral curl of my lips.
We tap gloves.
I jab. He swings his arm, blocks the hit, leaps back, and I jab again, blocked again.
We space apart and jump in place, shaking our shoulders, loosening up. I pull my gloves back up, narrow my eyes, and he asks, “You think you’re the shit because you’re fast and strong? I got news for you. I’m faster, I’m stronger, and I’m disciplined. Your coach isn’t doing you any favors.”
“He’s in my corner, and that’s enough for me.”
He swings, I duck fast and come up behind him. He straightens and faces me again. “If you settle for that, then you should settle for second place.”
“What the fuck. You want me to win?”
“I want a good fight. I like keeping things real. Reminds me I’m a man. Mortal.”
“I want to be a legend. Legends never die. Even if they die alone.”
He swings again, and I duck, come up, and jab three times.
He blocks repeatedly, then hooks with his right; I deflect. He grins and jabs again. I block, then I duck before he puts me up against the ropes, and I head back to center. He follows.
“To be a legend you need to fall seven times, get up eight,” he says.
I remember a final a few years ago when my father kicked Tate to a pulp. “Or not fall at all.”
He backs up his arm and then smacks the smirk right off me. “Before you stop falling, you need to embrace the fact that you’re going to hit the ground.”
I clean the blood from my mouth, glowering.
We take positions again, and he watches me as if waiting for my next move as we start dancing around, jumping, waiting for the other to strike.
“Do you want the headgear now?”
I lunge and start hitting, and he blocks, deflects, blocks. “Fuck you,” I grit out.
“Getting angry doesn’t help. You control the anger, not let it control you.”
I want to prove him wrong; I loop out my arm and aim for his head.
He ducks and hooks, his knuckles cracking into my jaw. I spurt blood and bounce against the ropes.
I shake my head, wipe the blood away, grit my teeth and straighten, narrowing my eyes. “My turn,” I growl, and I swing. My fist connects: a kidney punch.
He blocks my next hit, frowning in thought. “You’re cocky for someone who just lost yesterday.”
I dive my upper body to the side, evading. “You got to play it to become it.”
“I’m the champion, not you.”
“You won’t live forever, champ.”
He jabs three times, then leaps back, flexes his arm and looks at it.
“Muscle memory. You hit enough times, you fight on instinct; part of your brain works on your assault, the other is focused on the other’s assault. Let your muscle memory work for you and consciously stay focused on your opponent’s eyes.”
I laugh mockingly. “I don’t need your pointers.”
“Go back home to daddy, then.”
“When I’m finished with you.” I punch him, then raise my left hook and connect hard enough to stun him.
He raises his head, shakes it to clear it, and wipes blood from his nose. I catch my breath, satisfied I got some blood. At least I won’t be the only one with an ice pack tonight.
He sees the blood on his arm and looks at me, impressed.
“TIME!” his coach yells out from the corner. “You two won’t have shit for the fight if you keep up this nonsense.”
Tate grins at him, then turns back and glowers at me. “You get enough?”
“Barely warming up here.” I squint the blood out of one eye and raise my gloves. “Come get it, Riptide,” I growl.
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