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The Wrong Game
by Kandi Steiner
I’m officially dubbing Kandi Steiner an emotional-wringer. I mean, this is something I’ve known since A Love Letter to Whiskey, but I’m putting it in writing now.
The Wrong Game started out with a sledgehammer to the heart. Gemma experiences one of the ultimate betrayals, lumped together with a scenario I couldn’t even imagine. She was a saint in that prologue, and my heart broke for her for so many reasons.
"I made one simple plan, with one simple rule. Never fall in love again. It was more than just a plan, more than just a goal. It was a promise. And it was one I vowed to keep."
Gemma’s a strong-willed, resilient woman. I could understand, even appreciate where she came from with her plan, but she also frustrated me. Frustrated me to the verge of chucking my new kindle across the room. It’s been awhile since I’ve experienced frustration in a character like this, it’s the type only Kandi Steiner seems to bring out with her words. However, there were plenty of moments I was rooting, desperately hoping for her to open her heart again.
"It was as if those eyes knew me, like we were playing a game and he was three moves ahead."
Hello, Zach Bowen! This dreamy, heartthrob of a character was my favorite element mixed into this crazy game. I’m going to use the word “saint” again, because this guy was a saint for so many other reasons—and you’ll understand if you’ve read it, or once you do. Also, the swoon this guy emitted off the pages was some next level stuff. He was a romantic at heart, and I’m going to leave it at: I loved him, couldn’t get enough of him, everyone needs to meet him! He’s the reason my kindle survives to live another day.
“I had surrendered to my feelings for him, backing down on a plan I was so hell bent on sticking with. And now, I was no longer in control.
That both excited and terrified me.”
During those delicate moments Gemma surrendered to Zach, my heart soared with joy for both. They were two characters that live with heart break stemming from past situations but are so deserving of all the happiness in the world. They were good for each other, meant for each other. And the Hail Mary’s they both threw in this game were so worth the chaotic ride.
The Wrong Game is brilliant, heart pounding, classic-Steiner-angst, and everything that this sports romance reader loves!
The Wrong Game started out with a sledgehammer to the heart. Gemma experiences one of the ultimate betrayals, lumped together with a scenario I couldn’t even imagine. She was a saint in that prologue, and my heart broke for her for so many reasons.
"I made one simple plan, with one simple rule. Never fall in love again. It was more than just a plan, more than just a goal. It was a promise. And it was one I vowed to keep."
Gemma’s a strong-willed, resilient woman. I could understand, even appreciate where she came from with her plan, but she also frustrated me. Frustrated me to the verge of chucking my new kindle across the room. It’s been awhile since I’ve experienced frustration in a character like this, it’s the type only Kandi Steiner seems to bring out with her words. However, there were plenty of moments I was rooting, desperately hoping for her to open her heart again.
"It was as if those eyes knew me, like we were playing a game and he was three moves ahead."
Hello, Zach Bowen! This dreamy, heartthrob of a character was my favorite element mixed into this crazy game. I’m going to use the word “saint” again, because this guy was a saint for so many other reasons—and you’ll understand if you’ve read it, or once you do. Also, the swoon this guy emitted off the pages was some next level stuff. He was a romantic at heart, and I’m going to leave it at: I loved him, couldn’t get enough of him, everyone needs to meet him! He’s the reason my kindle survives to live another day.
“I had surrendered to my feelings for him, backing down on a plan I was so hell bent on sticking with. And now, I was no longer in control.
That both excited and terrified me.”
During those delicate moments Gemma surrendered to Zach, my heart soared with joy for both. They were two characters that live with heart break stemming from past situations but are so deserving of all the happiness in the world. They were good for each other, meant for each other. And the Hail Mary’s they both threw in this game were so worth the chaotic ride.
The Wrong Game is brilliant, heart pounding, classic-Steiner-angst, and everything that this sports romance reader loves!