Let me start off with saying that the author has a clear and easy language. She doesn't fall into any of the weird grammar-pits so many self-published authors do. Taming Mad Max would have been much more joyful to read had the author not fallen into the cheesy plot-pits. 
 One of the pits this author did fall into, is so-called brand-naming. That will out-date your book very quickly. You don't namedrop contemporary artists, songs, brands or any of the like. In a few years some readers might go "who?" and then you're done for. 
 Another thing that had me rolling my eyes, was when one of the characters was going to ask for the negative of a photo of her in some rag. I have several issues with this. First of all, the paparazzi today don't use film. It's all digital. So there is no negative to be had. Second, if were were talking about photographing on film still, no photographer in their right mind would agree to a) cutting up a roll of negatives or b) send the original negative to some no-name woman who happened to be in the background in a picture in a rag. Third, if you know nothing about photography or how the media or paparazzi works, don't use it in your book. Makes you look like you're trying much too hard. 
 Really, know what you write and write what you know. I can't seem to say it enough. If you don't know something, and you really don't want to do enough research to learn, don't write it in. It's that simple. 
 Secret baby, instant love (albeit 14 years later), two sports bad-boys doing the 180 and falling for 'normal' women - and so on, and so forth. It's like the author took every cheesy plot she could think of and crammed it into this book. It seriously became all too much, and flags the book as "could not happen in a million years". 
 There really are no surprises in this book. If you've read your fair share of romance books (even erotica books), it all becomes a little too predictable. 
 The sexy cover on this book is misleading though. There isn't much to be sexy about in this book. This book is very clean and only hints at anyone having any sex. You don't get to be the fly on the wall for any sexy romps between the sheets. 
 For a book about athletes, we don't get much field-time with the boys. Half the reason women read sexy books about athletes is because we like to read about them being all sexy and sweaty doing whatever sport it is they do. We only get a brief scene on a field during practice, but there isn't much practice going on there when the author takes us there. 
 Overall the book feels very rushed. It's as if the author needed to cram as much stuff onto the pages as possible. There was no dwelling on the characters or what they were doing or feeling. This book hits the ground running, and doesn't stop until the epilogue is over. There really is so much drama in this book, another author might be able to write three books instead of just the one. 
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