Thursday, 28 November 2013

Blog Tour & Giveaway: Katy Evans "Remy."

@authorkatyevans  @THESUBCLUBbooks
The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to be a part of the Blog Tour for Katy Evans "Remy (Real # 3)."
(Giveaway at Bottom of Post)

~ 4 Hearts Review ~



Underground fighter Remington Tate is a mystery, even to himself. His mind is dark and light, complex and enlightening. At times his actions and moods are carefully measured, and at others, they spin out of control.

Through it all, there's been one constant: wanting, needing, loving, and protecting Brooke Dumas. This is his story; from the first moment he laid eyes on her and knew, without a doubt, she would be the realest thing he's ever had to fight for.

Blog Tour Review:

I'd been desperate for Remington "Riptide" Tate's point of view since the day I first read "Real." This man had gotten under my skin and I couldn't help but fall hopelessly in love with him. He was such a beautiful character and I was desperate to get inside his mind and Woo hoo because when "Remy" landed on my kindle, I finally got my opportunity. 

For those of you who loved this series, do be warned, if you're expecting loads extra in terms of story line, you'll be disappointed because this book is a combination of "Real" and "Mine" from Remy's POV. You'll probably get an extra 10%  but to be honest, it's more of an epilogue for the series, broken down into bite sized chunks spread throughout this book. Was it an issue? On the most part I would say no but there were occasions where I just felt I needed more. Where I felt there was too much rehashing of the first two books, where extra scenes could have been added to give me a better understanding of this complicated man. Examples would be where Brooke left him for the first time, where they were apart for two months due to the baby scare but also, I wanted more when Remy had his really bad "black episode" towards the end of "Mine" and he needed electric shock treatment. 

In Remy I saw a man who was dedicated to being the best he could be. He put 110% into everything he did and his effort and hard work ensured it stayed that way.  Even when he set his sights on Brooke Dumas, I could see he would get this girl no matter what. In fact his chase was almost predatory:

I don't know what it is about this woman but all I've been able to think of since
the first moment I spotted her is hunt. Chase. Claim. Take. 

Remy's need to see, hear, touch, taste and even smell Brooke were almost animalistic. In fact the references to his signature scenting but also to petting, marking and even mating throughout this book completely reinforced this fact. Remy was my beautiful lion man so although some would find such references too much,  I was able to over look them. 

I also got a really good understanding of the depth of Remy's feelings for Brooke in this bookEvery thought, every emotion, every feeling, every action seemed to center around her and it was then that I truly understood the power this woman held over him (and she had no idea). Remy would do anything and everything to keep Brooke safe but it was protecting her from himself that really brought out his vulnerable side. Remy had never been shown love, in fact he had always been made to feel worthless and from a very young age, he had been given the label bipolar:

Nobody told me I was a fighter, or that I could be a friend, a son, or a companion.
All the medics told me was I was bipolar. 

It was moments like these where I felt so much anger because he'd never been given a chance. Even his parents had turned their backs on him. However an immense feeling of pride also took over because this man had achieved so much and he'd done it all off his own back. 

But it was during his "black" episodes, where all negative thoughts, feelings, emotions and insecurities were magnified ten fold, that my heart truly broke for this man. He was so afraid of losing the one thing that meant so much too him and it was that fear that took over... that almost broke him:

Brooke Dumas, who looks at me like I'm a god, is watching this. My head hangs and it's 
all black. Black like me. And now she will know. She will know. And she. Will. Leave. 
The despair hits me so hard, I want to die right here, right now. 

The scenes where he was injected were so harrowing to read. I could sense the despair, the hopelessness that suddenly took over and I cried because life really can be a bitch sometimes and always to the most beautiful of people. 

The writing in "Remy" was perfect and really did reflect the person this man was. Not once did I find myself eye rolling with some of the phrases or terminology he used because it was all part and parcel of who he was. Much of writing was Remy's inner dialogue because he just wasn't good with words but I loved that much of his affection for Brooke was communicated through his love of music.

However, when it came to the flow of the story line, there were quite a few occasions where I found the story line suddenly jumped ahead with no indication that it was about to happen. I'm not referring to the chapters from the past and present as those were clearly marked but more so to other events. Unfortunately it wasn't just a one off and I found myself playing catch up and thinking about what I might have missed. Definitely not good. 

This book gave me the perfect conclusion to Remy and Brooke's story. I loved every bit of getting to know these characters, both as individuals but also as a couple. There have been moments where I could have screamed at them but there were also moments where I was overcome with joy for them. With everything Brooke and Remy went through, they truly deserved the happiness they got in the last 10% of this book. I know this is the last installment for this couple, but I can't wait for the last two books in the series (I'm sure we'll see a little more of my beautiful man and his leading lady in those). 

I need her like my next breath, and if I chose, I would choose her over oxygen. 

I rated "Remy" 4 Hearts but as always my beautiful Lion Man "Remington Riptide Tate" will always get a massive 5 Hearts


“Pete, you think I need a sports rehab specialist?” I ask.
“No, Rem.”
“Why not?”
“You’re an asshole, dude. You hardly let the masseuses massage you for more than twenty minutes.”
“I need one now.” Pushing my iPad over to him, I tap the screen and signal to the name below her image. “I need that one.”
Pete lifts an interested eyebrow. “You do. Do you?”
“I need a sports rehab specialist on my payroll. I want her to tend to me every day. In whatever ways they do.”
He smirks. “They don’t do blow jobs, I’ll tell you that.”
“If I wanted a blow job, I could have had three just now. What I want . . .” Once again, my finger taps over her name. “Is this sports rehab specialist.”
Pete’s eyebrows fly up to his hairline, and he leans back and crosses his arms. “What exactly do you want her for?”
I chomp down the rest of my food, then take a long gulp of water so I can speak. “I want her for me.”
“Rem . . .” he says in warning.
“Offer her a salary she can’t decline.”
Pete answers me with a puzzled silence. He seems taken aback and is trying to make sense of me. He’s looking into my eyes, and I can tell he’s observing whether they are black or blue.
I’m not black. So I wait quietly. He sighs, slowly jots down her name, and speaks cautiously. “All right, Remington, but let me say, this has Bad Idea written all over it.”

Shoving my plate aside, I lean back and cross my arms.
My head betrays me half the time. One day, it tells me I am god. The other, it tells me that I not only rule hell, but I invented it. Does Pete think I give one fuck about what his own head thinks about my idea? I don’t listen to my head anymore. I listen only to my gut.

“I want her watching me fight Saturday,” I remind him as I get up and shove my chair back under the table. And I want her watching from the bet seats in the house.”
“Remington . . .”
“Just do it, Pete,” I say as I cross the living room back to the master.
“I already have the tickets ready to go, dude, but it’s hard enough keeping Diane from knowing of your . . . er, issues . . . It’s going to be even harder to keep it from someone like this sports rehab specialist.”

I prop my shoulder at the threshold of my bedroom and think about that. I lower my voice. “Make her sign a contract, so I have guaranteed time with her. And stabilize me the instant I start losing my shit.”

“Remington, just let me get some other girls—”
“No, Pete. No other girls.”

I shut myself in my room and grab my headphones, then just lie there with my iPod in my hand, staring at it.
What will it be like if I make her mine?
I don’t delude myself into thinking that she will accept me, but what if she does? What if she can understand me? The way I am? The two parts of me? No. Not two parts. Every. Single. Fucking. Part. Of me.
My gut tightens as I remember the way her eyes shone when she looked at me. The way they softened after I kissed her and she looked into my eyes, wanting more of me.
I have never seen a look quite like that before. I have been wanted by thousands of women. Nobody has ever looked at me with such open, frightened longing as her.
She was not frightened of me. She was frightened of “it.” This same thing clenching my gut that has me all tangled up. Every cell in my body is buzzing with awareness. Every inch of my skin is awake. My muscles feel primed like they do when I’m ready to fight. Except I’m not ready to fight now. I’m ready to go get my mate.

God help her.

Author Bio:

Hey! I’m Katy Evans and I love family, books, life, and love. I’m married with two children and three dogs and spend my time baking, walking, writing, reading, and taking care of my family. Thank you for spending your time with me and picking up my story. I hope you had an amazing time with it, like I did. If you’d like to know more about books in progress, look me up on the Internet, I’d love to hear from you!

Author Links:


a Rafflecopter giveaway

No comments:

Post a Comment