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Friday, April 6, 2018

The End Zone, a sexy friends to lovers romance from L.J. Shen is available NOW! Read my review here and a surprise excerpt!!

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Jolie Louis is a smart girl.
She knows that her best friend, Sage Poirier, is a bad idea.
He’s a walking, talking cliché. The Adonis quarterback with the bulging biceps and harem of fangirls trailing behind him on campus like a stench you can’t get rid of.
Sadly, it is also the very reason she can’t seem to stay away from him.
No, wait. That’s not fair. They’re also roommates, at least until May, when they graduate from college.
Jolie is already straddling the line between friendship and more when Sage comes to her with an offer she cannot refuse: be his fake girlfriend and live for free for the rest of the semester.
She tells herself that she can handle it.
He’s just the boy she saved ten years ago, right?
Wrong. So very wrong.
He is a man now, and she is his captive
Heart, body, and soul…
** THE END ZONE is now available with an extended epilogue and surprise bonus content that will blow fans of L. J. Shen away! **
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My Review (ARC provided)
4-4.5 stars!

I love a friends to lovers romance and this one did not disappoint. I’m so used to LJ’s tortured bad boy heroes, so this was slightly different, (although Sage was a tortured soul). It was different because it was quick and fun. Sage was pretty humorous and you didn’t get that feeling of broodiness all the time. Yeah he was an ass but in a different way.

Sage (H) and his best friend Jolie (h) have been friends for over ten years, they even our roommates in college. Jolie has seen her best friend with many hookups and one night stands so when Sage turns on the charm and wants her she is totally confused.


“I refuse to sacrifice our friendship because he suddenly sees me as a convenient fuck.”


Sage doesn't realize though that Jolie has held onto a something more for him since he moved next door to her ten years ago.

Sage proposes a fake relationship to Jolie to keep others away, and to hopefully get what he’s been wanting all along from her.


“You’re a part of my blood. I can’t change my DNA, but I sure as hell can change everything else to keep you close.”


This was a quick, sexy, fun, read that I would recommend. Be prepared to want more!

Oh and my love of epilogues was definitely satisfied with this book! I got an extended epilogue for this book and I wonderfully extended epilogue for Vicious!!

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Excerpt from the Vicious extended epilogue:
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“Kneel.” There’s menace in this voice, and I grew to love the man who carries it like a loaded weapon. Every word is a sharp edge of a knife, sinking into my skin. Kneel. Sit. Open your mouth. Touch yourself. Repeat after me: Vicious, I’m yours. Most married couples fall into a blissful, albeit drowsy domestic routine of laundry, family dinners, and Netflix. Most married couples are not Vicious and me. We were different from the beginning. A yin and a yang, fighting over which color took more space, black or pink. We started out as enemies, and I think that, although we are still crazy in love, we will always be rivals on some level. We will always be passionate, and angry, and desperate. We will always be us. “I’m sorry, I don’t take orders from people who aren’t my boss,” I say coolly, dropping my funky, colorful bag at the door and erasing the distance between us in wide, confident steps. He is standing in front of me, his Armani suit impeccable, his raven hair slicked back, his icicle blue eyes devouring me in ways that make being eaten alive worth it. He scans the length of me, a slight sneer on his face. I’m still me, even so many years later. The tips of my light brown hair are still cherry-blossom pink. The soles of my shoes are yellow, for Christ’s sake. “That could be arranged, if you continue your sass.” “How is that going to work, Vicious? Are you going to re-employ me against my will?” For the past eighteen years, I’ve been managing my own gallery in L.A. A gallery he bought for me shortly before our engagement. I have a career, an income of my own. Truth is, he gave me a push, but the entire journey to where I am today was made by me, and only me, and he knows it. He cups my cheek, yanks me by the hem of my funky powder blue blouse with little suns into his body and leans down for a kiss. Our lips brush briefly, promising scattered clothes and ragged breaths, just as the door swings open and our son walks in. He slams the door behind him, his eyes still intently glued to his phone. Vaughn is a spitting image of his dad. So much so, that sometimes it scares me. At sixteen, he has the walk, talk, and air of Vicious when the latter was a senior in high school. Rangy, strong body, thick-fringed blue eyes, skin so fair he looks like he defies the sun, and cheekbones you could use as a sharp weapon. More than anything, he has that uniquely-pissed facial expression that tells you that he just doesn’t care. Not about your problems. Not about your feelings. And certainly not about what you think about him.
About L.J. Shen:
L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat. Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets people’s birthdays and never sends Christmas cards. She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed. LJShen
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