New Release & Review ~ Revved ~ Samantha Towle

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Happy Release Day to Samantha Towle and her new standalone REVVED! You will LOVE Carrick Ryan!!! #BreakTheRules #ToTheLimit


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Race car mechanic Andressa “Andi” Amaro has one rule—no dating drivers. With a good reason behind the rule, she has no plans on breaking it.

Carrick Ryan is the bad boy of Formula One. With a face and body that melts panties on sight, and an Irish lilt that leaves women on their knees, begging for more. He races hard and parties harder. The youngest driver to ever sign with F1, he’s still at the top of his game five years later, breaking hearts on and off the tracks.

When Andi is offered her dream job working in the glamorous world of F1, she leaves her home in Brazil, positive she can handle working for Carrick. But she’s not prepared for the off-the-chart sparks that fly the moment they meet.

Now, Andi has a crush on the one man she can’t have, and her resolve is about to be put to the test, because Carrick has decided he wants Andi, and he plans on testing her to the very limit…





I run my fingertips over the blue-and-silver paintwork as I walk toward the back end. Bending over, I start poking around, taking a look at the engine.

“Please tell me that you’re my birthday present.”

The Irish drawl has the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end.

I turn my head to find Carrick Ryan standing behind me.

Oh. Wow.

He’s definitely better looking in the flesh than on television. I knew he was attractive. But blonds aren’t usually my thing. I’m more of a dark-hair-and-dark-eyes kind of girl.

But his dirty-blond hair, blue eyes laced with sin, and full lips—the kind of lips you spend hours sucking on—and that chiseled jaw decorated with stubble…yep, it all seems to be working for me. Well, my body anyway. Definitely not my head. Man-sluts are not my thing.

My eyes meet with his as he lifts them from blatantly staring at my arse. The look in them hits me straight in the gut, surprising the hell out of me. His eyes are profoundly blue and filled with heat. My skin starts to prickle as his intense stare burns me up.

I’ve never had such an instant visual reaction to a man before.


Take it easy, Andi. This isn’t a problem. You’ve met good-looking men before. You can turn this off. Drivers are a no-go area, especially ones you work for.

My job is too important to lose over a man.

Straightening, I turn to face him.

“Hello,” I say in my most confident and formal voice.

I get nothing back, and that’s because he hasn’t heard me. He’s too busy staring at my breasts.

Typical man.

I have the sudden urge to punch him in his handsome face.

But I won’t because I’m a professional. I’ll handle this in the best way I know when it comes to dealing with pervy dickheads like him.

“It’s your birthday?” I say sweetly, my smile a little on the flirtatious side.

He grins. “It sure is, and it’s definitely looking up now that you’re here. Are you going to make it extra special for me, sugar?”

He thinks he’s about to get lucky.

Far from it. Smarmy twat.

I tilt my head to the side, keeping the flirty smile on my face, as I walk up to him until there’s very little space between us. I press my fingers to his chest. God, that’s firm. I can feel the ridge of his muscles underneath my fingertips.

He’s tall, too, a good few inches higher than my five-nine. I’d say he’s six-one, which is tall for a driver, but he’s lean. He needs to be to fit into those cars. I bet, under those clothes of his, there’s nothing but toned muscle. Drivers have to be seriously fit, and Carrick Ryan certainly ticks that box on both counts.

Now, I’m imagining him naked. Great. Just fucking great.

I force my focus back to the now. “Well…” I lean in closer to him, hearing him suck in a sharp breath. I lower my voice as I whisper, “If you ever call me sugar again, you won’t see your next birthday. That’s for sure.”

He tilts his head back in amusement. “Feisty. I like it.”

I take a step back, dropping my hand from his chest. “There’s nothing here for you to like.”

His eyes run the length of me, lingering on my legs, the lusty look firing in them again. “I see plenty to like. Jesus…your legs go on forever.”

I wish I had something to hide my legs behind. Instead, I fold my arms to bring his focus up. “I’m not your type.”

Lifting his eyes back to mine, he gives me a confident smile. “Amazing arse. Great stems. Awesome rack. Beautiful face. Yep”—he nods—“you’re definitely my type.”


samantha towle

New York Times, USA Today, Wall Street Journal and international bestselling author Samantha Towle began her first novel in 2008 while on maternity leave. She completed the manuscript five months later and hasn’t stopped writing since.

She has written contemporary romances, THE MIGHTY STORM, WETHERING THE STORM, TAMING THE STORM and TROUBLE.

She has also written paranormal romances, THE BRINGER and the ALEXANDRA JONES SERIES, all penned to tunes of The Killers, Kings of Leon, Adele, The Doors, Oasis, Fleetwood Mac, and more of her favourite musicians.

A native of Hull and a graduate of Salford University, she lives with her husband, Craig, in East Yorkshire with their son and daughter.

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5 champagne popping, podium topping stars*****
When I review a book it normally takes me a couple of days to gather my thoughts and actually type anything but when I finished Revved I couldn’t get the words down quick enough. I will start by saying this will probably make no sense at all as I am currently drunk on words, words spoken by the strong, sassy, extremely endearing Andressa Amaro and the ridiculously hot, brooding, sinfully sexy Carrick Ryan. Words that the amazingly talented Samantha Towle somehow managed to put together and turn into one of my fave reads ever and definitely the best book I’ve read this year.
We start in Monaco with one of the saddest first chapters I’ve read and it’s hard for your heart not to break for the 10 year old Andressa but it sets the scene for the first of many heartbreaks along the way. Monaco broke my heart twice over and yet I still loved it.
I loved the ‘will they, won’t they’ aspect of the book but it had my heart in my mouth constantly. I really felt for Andi each time she had a run in with Carrick, my emotions felt so life like, I cringed when something embarrassing happened, I swooned when Carrick had his heartfelt moments and I cried when it all went to shit! I may have mentally shouted at the pair of them several times too.
Sometimes as a reader the female is the hard one to connect with after all they get the man of our dreams right? They either take too much crap from the guy or are too whiny. For me Andressa broke the mould for all her faults mainly her indecisiveness and ability to break Carrick’s heart I couldn’t dislike her she made me feel, in fact I’d go as far as to say I loved her as much as I loved Carrick. I was totally on her team and routing for her throughout. As for Carrick, holy hotness, I fell and I fell hard. He was such a charming, loveable guy and I don’t know what magic Samantha conjured up within her text but every time she mentioned him I mentally swooned she had a way of making him come alive before my eyes. The most impressive thing for me has to be the way I felt when Carrick walked into a room Samantha really captured the feeling between him and Andi so much so that I swear at times (when Andi was nervous about seeing him) I actually held my breath.
I know I just spewed a load of random feelings on a page but nothing I say can really do justice to this book or capture what I actually felt when reading, this book totally blew my mind. It’s such a beautiful story full of angst and a relatively simple plot that relied solely on the love between the characters to bring it alive. I have no idea how any book will follow this for me, it’s certainly going to take some getting over and it’s definitely the best book I’ve read this year it’s also easily secured itself in my top ten of all time and Carrick Ryan is right up the with the best!