Book Review: The Player and the Pixie by L.H. Cosway and Penny Reid

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The Player and the Pixie Book Cover The Player and the Pixie
Rugby #2
L.H. Cosway and Penny Reid
Contemporary Romance
April 12th, 2016
Sports Romance, Romantic Comedy

goodreadsHow can someone so smokin’ hot be so bad in bed? I mean, Sean Cassidy is absolute rubbish. RUBBISH. He is the epitome of walking, talking false advertising and I want a refund! Plus he’s an arsehole. So… what is wrong with me that I can’t stop thinking about him?

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.

The Pixie and the Player is a full-length, romantic comedy novel, can be read as a standalone, and is the second book in the Rugby Series.

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My review

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Fantastic, refreshing, modern, completely different and unexpected. It just has what you’re looking for, something more and an extra special, which will absorb you completely.

I must admit that I already lost hope that it will happen. And finally! After a wonderful first book form the Rugby series, we had to wait over a year on this part. Fortunately, it could not be otherwise, and it was worth the waiting. Such a fantastic series should be continued. And I want to thank with all my heart to the gorgeous authors that they have decided to write it on. Top Best of the Year!

The Player and the Pixie, The Sean Cassidy and the Lucy Fitzpatrick, two characters from opposite camps. You don’t need to read the first part to understand, but you should as it is amazing… just saying, but from the beginning it is perfectly explained the position of both heroes. Sean Cassidy is the black sheep of the rugby national team of Ireland. He is an amazing player, but his conflict with the team captain Ronan Fitzpatrick (hero of the first part) doesn’t serve anyone well.

Sean officially meets Ronan’s sister, Lucy on the after season team party. She is too good for her own good, and even in the infamous Sean sees a bright side. But soon learns what he is really capable of. After an unfortunate meeting in the shop he blackmails her to eat dinner with him. Which, of course, doesn’t end well. But Lucy too long tongue and the hatred that Sean has for her brother directs him straight toward her on yoga retreat, where things happen that can’t be undone.

It is not easy to like this arrogant, cocky and gruff guy. He behaves like a spoiled child. When the inside is simply lost. He’s a complex character, a mix of various emotions and behaviors. Lonely, insensitive and not taught normal interaction with people. He hurts others before others can hurt him. She sees something in him that no one else noticed. That’s why giving him a chance. She is a free spirit, but has a lot of insecurity in herself. She has her own problems with self-acceptance, which is mainly the fault of her mother, who constantly harassing her. She tries to be independent, but can be easily deceived by the words of the mother. What these two will have in common and what is the result? You should find out for yourself!

I can say that it has completely original and unexpected storyline. A little angst and uncertainty in which direction resolve the situation, but in a good way, heightens the story, rather than adding not necessary drama and chaos. Here, everything has its order and results from the behavior and words of the characters. Very true, and causes real feelings. It is addictive and the chemistry between characters is excellent. Their lessons it was something else. You can count on plenty of intensely sensual and boiling hot scenes.

Best thing ever? Beautiful develop character. The best moment in the book for me, it’s where Sean started to open up and understand what he wants and who he wants. He dared to show his vulnerable side to her. And from that moment, when the arrogant hero shows his warm and tender side, my heart melted for him completely. And Lucy found herself in that just great. Her way was also not easy and she had to overcome a lot of obstacles and deal with disloyalty to his brother. Very real and genuine heroes.

What is worth noting is also a phenomenal way to connect heroes from first part. There is really a lot of scenes with them and they are attractively drawn into the action. And the scene of the rugby game at the wedding – masterpiece! I laughed out loud. And not only in this scene, to be honest. This part also gives the beginning of the third book. Yes, it will be the third part, which already promises to be great. My joy knows no limits. Such as the iconic series should be more.

It was fantastic reading and an ideal position to recommend to break the book hangover or book stagnation. You don’t really need to be encouraged, it’s just simply need to read.


Excerpt

*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 okay?”

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 room.

We could merely be together.

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

“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 sex.

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.


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About the Authors

LHCosway 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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Penny-ReidPenny Reid 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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