Rounding Third by Michelle Lynn ~Release Blitz w/ Review, Excerpt & Giveaway

 

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 Title: Rounding Third
Author: Michelle Lynn
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: August 8, 2016
Blurb
I was destined for stardom.
From the age of seven, I was an all-star.
Parent’s 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 behind the girl.


Now, I’m back.

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Review

Panty Scorching-2.5
Storyline-4
Angst-4
Tissues-3
Overall Rating-4
Kindle eARC
Reviewed by Stephanie

This is the first book in the Infield Series by Michelle Lynn and my first read from this Author. It was such a well written book with characters and a story that just pulls at your heart strings. It’s full of first loves, heartbreaking tragedy and the sometimes long and painful journey of forgiving yourself and letting go. I really loved Ella and Crosby’s story and felt really connected to these characters.

Ella and Crosby were High School sweethearts who had their whole life ahead of them and would soon be off to College until one night when tragedy struck. All of the sudden their lives were forever altered and the small town they grew up in was shaken to its core. Not seeing any other options as Crosby’s family was basically ran out of town the two go their separate ways. The once golden boy of the town’s baseball team and his sweet beautiful love were no more and neither knew where to go from here. But both knew they had no choice but to let go.

“Everyone’s familiar with the story of the kid who held his dreams in the palms of his hands, only to demolish his future before he had the chance to claim it.”

Fast forward two years and Crosby accepts the third baseman position for the Ridgemont College Tigers Division one baseball team. Baseball has always been his dream as long as he could remember, but Ella was also his dream and two years without her is two years to long. So not only is he ready to fight for his baseball career but he is also ready to fight for Ella. Luckily both her and his new position are at the same college.

“ The lineup is in, and there’s only one name on the roster.”

When Ella enters her friends party the last person she expected to see in the world is standing in front of her and even though it’s been two years since they said goodbye her heart and body are still drawn to him. Crosby and all his glory informs her he is there to win her back, that he knows without a doubt he should have never let her go. But two years is a long time and Ella has been trying to move on, she has a douchebag. Oh my bad I mean she has a boyfriend and she is trying her best to pretend life is somewhat normal. Crosby knows that fateful night two years ago still haunts both of them but he is determined to do anything he can to win back the girl he never stopped loving. Ella fights him every step of the way and it becomes a lot of push and pull. What mostly holds them hostage is their past and the night they both carry immense guilt over. But the love they feel is so strong you can feel it and are truly rooting for them to have their happily ever after. But will they be able to move on from the past? I truly loved both of these characters. Ella was a strong women with such a kind heart but also didn’t take any shit from anyone. Crosby, oh how I loved him. The guilt he carried on his shoulders, that they both carried was to crush anyone. This was a beautiful story of two people who needed to find a way to forgive themselves and each other. To let go and realize some burdens are not yours to have to carry alone. I can’t wait to read the next book in this series of stand-alones.

“I’ll always tell someone who I belong to, and that’s you, Ella Keaton. I belong to you. My heart isn’t mine. It’s yours. Always has been and always will be.”

Stephanie

Excerpt
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.

Well…shit.

“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.

 

 

Author Bio

Michelle Lynn-1

 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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