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Monday, September 19, 2016

Release Bitz! Stadium Of Lights By Tia Lewis



He can’t help claiming her. But can he love her?

Max Anderson enjoys all the perks of being a star NFL quarterback―including the women. He has no intention of changing his carefree, hard-loving lifestyle … until a twist of fate reunites him with the girl he knew growing up.

Abby Morrison has worked hard to become a physical therapist. She knows she needs to keep things professional with Max -- but the truth is, she’s always loved him. Back then, she hid it. Now, it’s not so easy.

As they rekindle their friendship, the heat between them is impossible to ignore. Soon it flares out of control, and the fallout threatens to ruin everything. Can they salvage a future together ... or will the consequences wreck their lives?




Stadium Of Lights is a second chance, friends to lovers, football romance that I was able to read in a couple of hours one afternoon.  It has some angst, some heartbreak, an asshole for a male lead and a sassy female lead who you can’t help but love. 

Max and Abby used to be friends when they were little, until Abby moved away when her dad got stationed in Germany.  Abby always loved Max, but Max just saw her as the geeky friend he had known for years.  When they meet up again Max can’t not only believe that the beautiful woman in from of him is Abby, once he remembers her of course, but that he finally sees her as someone he wants.  He doesn’t do relationships but that doesn’t mean he is going to allow any other guy to take Abby.  Abby, I felt for her so many times, I felt her pain especially with how Max was treating her and I loved it when she finally stood up to him.  He needed the verbal smack down he got along with a kick in the balls if you ask me.

I liked Stadium Of Lights, it was a good way to pass a couple of hours over the weekend, but I just didn’t love it.  Don’t get me wrong, the chemistry between Max and Abby is off the charts but a few things being left unresolved is what made me only like it.  I hate when things are swept under the rug, resolution needs to occur even if it is a small part of the overall plot.  


I’m a sucker for a sports romance, particularly a football romance. Add in the quarterback and I’m cooked so I jumped at the chance to read this book.

Stadium of Lights follows the story of Max and Abby, childhood friends who are brought back into contact with each other through work. I was a bit surprised at how the author chose to portray the football players; implying that they all had numerous side pieces and that none of them could ever be monogamous. I get that lots of people assume that sports players can’t be faithful at all but I was surprised at just how much that was discussed here.

I do always appreciate a second chance love story and this didn’t disappoint in that regard. Abby was the shy, nerdy girl who was unsure of herself growing up but popular Max was always her friend. She, of course, had a crush on him which she eventually thought she’d get over but even after years apart her feelings came right back when the two met again.

I loved the glimpse into Max’s softer side, and I loved the author’s attempt to handle a person fitting into the popular crowd but still having a soft side and trying to balance the two. I felt that the ending in this book was a bit rushed; I just felt that they deserved a little more resolution between them before jumping to their conclusion.

The supporting characters in this story left a bad taste in my mouth overall and I wish there had been a little less of them and a little more between Max and Abby, but overall I thought the book was ok.




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The time came around nine o’clock when we’d all stuffed ourselves. Abby stood up from the table, a little wobbly. I swooped in, waiting for her to decide it was time to go.

“Come on. I’ll take you home,” I murmured, taking her by the elbow. She looked up at me.

“No,” she murmured.

“What?”

“No. I don’t want you to take me home. Now will you move?”

“Wait. Slow down.”

“I want somebody else, Max. Now move.”

“Who?”

“Anybody. It doesn’t matter. Just not you.” She shook me off—thank God we’d both been whispering, or practically, because it didn’t seem like anybody else noticed. I followed her out the door to the restaurant’s entrance.

“You can’t drive in this condition,” I warned her.

“Then I’ll get a cab. You can leave now.” She glared at me, her cheeks flushed.

“What?”

“You ruined it. You always ruin it.”

“How the hell did I ruin anything?”

She looked back into the restaurant, frowning. “I was having fun. People were talking to me, seeing me, liking me. And you had to take over like you always do.”

My car pulled up in front of us, and I took the keys from the valet. “Come on. I’ll drive you home, and we can talk about it on the way.” I practically threw her into the car before she could curse me out, then got in myself. Once I locked the doors from my side, she couldn’t open them.

“What the fuck Max!” She slapped the dashboard, then sank into her seat with a groan. “I was having fun. I was about to get laid, damn it!”

I bit my tongue until I calmed down. “By whom?”

“I don’t know! What did it matter? I was gonna get some for me, for once. And you won’t let me. I have to always be there for you, but you can never be there for me. You couldn’t just let me enjoy myself. No, you probably wanted to tell me all about your stupid fucking cheerleader girlfriend and ask me what you should do about her!” There was so much venom in her voice. She hated me.

I pulled over to the shoulder of the road. “What are you doing?” she asked. I unbuckled my belt without saying a word, then turned to her.

“You wanna know why I wanted to take you home?” I reached out, grabbing her by the shoulders. I pulled her to me before she could push me away and crushed my mouth against hers.

She only fought me for a split second before giving in. She sighed, relaxing, and I wrapped my arms around her. Her lips were so sweet, soft and yielding. When I slid my tongue between them, they opened to give me better access. I tasted the inside of her mouth, taking my time. This girl who had been my friend for so long, and she was right—I’d used her in a way. This girl who was always there for me without asking anything in return. This sexy, incredible girl.

The kiss deepened, with her tongue dancing alongside mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck, almost growling. Sounding hungry, desperate. I ran one of my hands over her body, listening to the way the breath caught in her throat. She whined a little, pressing against me, and when I made contact with her tits she moaned into my mouth.

By the time the kiss ended, we were both breathless. Her eyes were wide, stunned.

“That’s why,” I whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

 Author Bio

Tia Lewis is a romance author from the Midwest who writes about smart, sexy, sassy women and hot, possessive alpha males. Her favorite bad boys to write about include sports players, mafia, bikers, billionaires and the bad-ass next door. You can find her cooking, reading, or traveling when she’s not busy working on her next release.

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