Monday, August 8, 2016

✯Release Review w/Giveaway✯Rounding Third(An Infielder Novel #1) by Michelle Lynn


I was destined for stardom.
From the age of seven, I was an all-star.
Parents praised me, coaches worshipped me.
As I got older, girls begged for me.
I was Beltline’s baseball God, guaranteed to put this small town on the map.

Then, after one night, that future vanished.

The legend was laid to rest.
I gave up my scholarship.
I fled from Beltline.
I left the girl behind.

Now, I’m back.

 ✯✯4.5 Crosby Size Stars!!!✯✯

I'm such a fan of Michelle Lynn. Rounding Third was the start of what I can guarantee will be another one of my favorite series. I read this book in less then one day. It was that good.

Crosby and Ella are high school sweethearts and plan on being together thru thick and thin. Until one night tragedy hit. Even though they made it out alive things weren't the same. Crosby and his family were chased out of their small town. Even though their parents wanted them to take a break Ella refused. Until the night Crosby told her they needed to go their separate ways. Crosby wasn't healed and it would be best if they went their separate ways and healed.

2yrs later and Crosby was getting his chance at the college playing baseball that he'd been working toward too since he left. He knows Ella is there and his old best friend Brax who's captain of the team. He knows he must face them after just up and leaving. But, he is ready to get Ella back. He just didn't think it would be this hard.

Ella was devastated when Crosby left. But, she spent the past few years working on herself and trying to move on. Right now she's settled for what's safe. But, she's not really happy. Then, Crosby walks back into her life right out of left field. Like how I did that lol ;). The chemistry and energy between them is still as strong and fierce as it was as the day he walked out. Even though Ella wants to jump right back into Crosby's arms it's not that easy. There's still so many things standing in their way of complete happiness. Between their town hating Crosby. And, Crosby hating himself.

This was such a sad, funny and beautiful story. Poor Crosby would've been burned at the stake if that stuff was allowed in today's day and age. Unfortunately, he hated himself he would've allowed it. Crosby was seriously such a good guy. He cared about everyone and took their feelings before his own. He's lucky he has his younger brother Spencer, Brax, Ella's younger sister Ariel and of course Ella.

Ella went thru hell and then some. Even though everything was against her she tried putting a good front for everyone to see. Without Crosby next to her she'd never be complete. Even though she thought she was healed, reality was she wasn't. She put all her new friends at arms reach because she thought she'd loose them too. It wasn't until Crosby and Ella reunited after being apart that they were truly able to heal.

This is going to be an awesome series. Michelle has given us an awesome bunch of guys. I'm really looking forward to Brax and the rest of their stories. I do wish Michelle had answered everything with this story. When the book ended I was upset over a few things left open. I'm hoping they get answered or I'll be upset. Other then that this is a must read.


Jogging up the stairs to the second floor, I sneak into the back row of the classroom. I pull out my laptop and quickly catch up with the professor’s lecture. The guy a couple seats down passes a syllabus over, and when I turn to thank him, I’m reminded that nothing comes easy in my life.
“Is there a reason you were holding my girlfriend’s hand?” Ella’s boyfriend whispers, sliding into the open seat between us.
“She won’t be your girlfriend for long,” my cockiness answers for me. My arrogance is a great intimidator that’s always worked in getting me what I want.
“Who are you?”
As his beady eyes try to daunt me, I get an up close look at him. I can see why El might have fallen for him. He’s a safe bet. Probably riding the coattails of his family’s money, paving his way with his arrogant little bitch frat brothers. It only assures me of one thing. I don’t have to fight him for El. This guy wouldn’t start a fight if I fucked her right in the middle of his bed. El is just a trophy to him. He doesn’t love her like I do.
“I’m just an old friend. We have a long history together.” I glance at him from the corner of my eye, offering him a quick wink.
His knuckles whiten as he clenches his pen. It couldn’t be more satisfying, knowing I’m getting under his skin.
His annoyed expression tells me that Ella hasn’t been so open about her life and her past. This guy doesn’t have a shot.
“She’s taken, so keep your hands to yourself.”
A few heads flip around after his voice heightens.
Not needing a professor to hate me on day one, I lean in closer to whisper in his ear, “I can’t make any promises. It’s nothing personal, believe me, but technically, she’s always been mine.” I ease back against my chair right as the professor’s eyes catch mine.
Liam’s head whips around, and I wait for him to ask me to take our discussion outside. But he cowers, like I knew he would.
“Try to steal her away from me, and see what happens,” he says.
“I’m not going to have to try hard. Your time with her was over the moment she saw me.”
The professor forcefully clears her throat, eyeing us. If we don’t end this conversation soon, we’ll both be kicked out.
“Don’t be so cocky, asshole. The fact that I don’t know anything about you, and the fact that she’s never mentioned your name, show what she really thinks of you.”
“You two”—the professor points, and a hundred pairs of eyes turn in our direction—“since you’re so chatty, maybe you should be conducting the lecture this morning?” She crosses her arms over her purple blouse and waits for our answer.
“Sorry, Professor Knight,” Douche Bag says.
“Sorry,” I say.
She nods and starts the lecture back up again, her eyes continuing to linger on us.
He slides over to his original seat.
I strike my earlier thought. I have no idea what El sees in this weak shithead.
I lean over the now vacant chair, testing my luck one final time. “Don’t worry. I’ll be around. We can continue this conversation soon.”
He scoffs me off, shaking his head. His fingers start tapping on the keys of his laptop as he accepts his defeat for this round.

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About The Author

Michelle moved around the Midwest most of her life, transferring from school to school before settling down in the outskirts of Chicago ten years ago, where she now resides with her husband and two kids.  She developed a love of reading at a young age, which helped lay the foundation for her passion to write.   With the encouragement of her family, she finally sat down and wrote one of the many stories that have been floating around in her head. When she isn’t reading or writing, she can be found playing with her kids, talking to her mom on the phone, or hanging out with her family and friends.  But after chasing around two kindergarteners all day, she always cherishes her relaxation time after putting the kids to bed. 


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