Title: Roustabout (The Traveling Series #3)
Author: Jane Harvey – Berrick
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 9, 2015
Twelve years ago Tucker McCoy walked away from the hell that was his family with not much more than the shirt on his back. No regrets. Never once looking back.
Living his life as a roustabout turned stunt rider with a traveling carnival keeps a smile on his face. His new family are the people he’s chosen to be in his life, the people who travel his road. Kes, Zach and Zef don’t share his blood, but they share his hopes and dreams. Understand his fears and know what makes him tick. They’re his brothers, his real family.
If you keep moving, no one can catch you—it’s a simple rule. So when Tucker crosses paths with Tera Hawkins, he knows he should move on. There’s no woman that’s ever been worth breaking his rules for. Besides, she’s off limits, untouchable. He knows stronger men would walk away, but dammit, he’s always been weak.
All he can offer her is a night she’ll never forget, but will that one taste be enough?
I really didn’t know what I was expecting when I started this book. This book really took me by surprise.
A really good surprise!
We know very little about Tucker’s character from the other two books in this series.
So… going into his story I was kind of skeptical on how his story would go and how it would mesh with Kes’s story.
I must say… Jane did a great job in his story! I really did fall in love with his character! And I loved how we still got all the other characters from book 1 & 2!
Like I said before… I fell in love with Tucker. Tara was kind of hard for me to fully accept.
For me… Something was just missing. I think it was the way she handled some of the situation that happened in this book.
First… She was really pushy when getting with Tucker. She really didn’t take no for an answer. I just felt she was always chasing him.
It bugged me how Tara just accepted what her father did to Tucker. Just like nothing.
I mean… That was so wrong.
I would have stopped taking to my father. And really think of what kind of man he was to do something like that.
She never lashed out. She never took a stand.
Also too…. I felt her father was different in this book then the last book. He just didn’t seem the same when he was talking to Kas in the hospital.
Which I thought was kind of weird.
I liked all the things going on in this book.
I did feel the attraction between Tara and Tucker and their sexual chemistry was pretty strong. I like how she was always there for him. I just wish they had a little more time together.
The whole drama with Tucker going back home. I felt so bad for him. Then everything going on with Renee.
Overall… I really enjoyed this book! This book just flows for me. I couldn’t put it down!
I finished it in one day!
I can’t wait for the next book in this series.
*ARC provided for an honest review*
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The motorcycles circled the stadium like gladiators, or maybe like men jousting on horseback in days gone by: charging at each other, daring each other, until eventually they were ringed around the outer fence, each preparing for their first jump.
Zef went first, blasting off the ramp, followed a split second later by Tucker in the opposite direction, and I was so certain they were going to crash in the middle, I screamed and closed my eyes.
Aimee squeezed my hand hard, causing me to wince. I opened my eyes just in time to see Kes leaping through a circle of fire, the flames glancing off his helmet.
On and on it went, higher, faster, closer. Sweat trickled down my body, pooling under my armpits, leaving me drenched and weak.
The engines revved and hummed, and then they all charged together, a flying tower of men, with Kestrel cartwheeling over the top of them.
The crowd screamed and clapped and cheered, and Aimee and I stood up, shrieking with them.
“Oh my God!” I yelled over the noise. “I nearly had a heart attack!”
Aimee laughed and wiped her eyes.
“Every time,” she whispered, her voice shaky. “Every time.”
I followed her back to the RV where the guys were peeling off their sweat-soaked leathers, standing in their underwear, huge smiles plastered across their faces.
Tucker scooped me up in a sweaty hug, his hot skin slick to the touch.
“You are amazing!” I said honestly, a relieved laugh breaking out of me. “Stinky, but amazing!”
He laughed loudly, his head thrown back, his eyes crinkling with happiness, and then he kissed me, deeply.
The Traveling Man (Traveling Series, #1)
I was ordinary. Nice. He was extraordinary. And he wasn’t always nice.
Moody and difficult, brilliant and beautiful, Kes scared me and he protected me. He could be incredibly hurtful and incredibly thoughtful. He wasn’t perfect, but he was perfect for me. He challenged me, he took me out of my safe little box and showed me the world could be magnificent. He was everything I wasn’t.
Aimee Anderson is ten when the traveling carnival first comes to her nice little town. She doesn’t expect her world to change so completely. But meeting Kestrel Donohue puts her life on a different path.
Even though she only sees him for the two weeks of the year when he passes through her home town, his friendship is the most important of her life. As a child’s friendship grows to adult love, the choices become harder, and both Kes and Aimee realize that two weeks a year will never be enough.
The Traveling Woman (Traveling Series, #2)
How many times do you gamble on love? When love has knocked you down, should you give it another chance? When does optimism become stupidity?
And what happens when the man you’re in love with is never still, always moving, always traveling? Do you say goodbye, or do you leave behind everything that you’ve worked for, everything that you’ve ever known? Can a traveling carnival be my home?
Oh. You thought I had the answers. No, sorry. No answers, just a lot of questions—and a heart that wants to rule my head.
Can one person be my home?
About the Author
I lived in London for over 10 years and have a love affair with New York. It’s only since I have moved to the countryside, that the words have really begun to flow.
I live in a small village by the ocean and walk my little dog, Pip, every day. It’s on those beachside walks that I have all my best ideas.
Writing has become a way of life – and one that I love to share.
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