Meet Zander & Getty in DOWN SHIFT -
the newest stand alone in the Driven Series by K. Bromberg!
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The New York Times bestselling Driven series continues with a story about finding love where you least expect it...
Behind the wheel, racing champion Zander Donavan is at the top of his game. But after too much excess in his personal life, he’s forced to step away. He needs to accomplish something all on his own—outside of his famous father, Colton Donavan’s, shadow.
Getty Caster is running away from the abuse that clouds her past. She thinks she’s found the perfect escape—until she discovers a stranger in the beachside cottage she’d been promised. He’s undeniably sexy, but she’s there to heal. Alone.
Before long though, fighting with each other turns into fighting their attraction. And giving into desire sets off a chain reaction that has their pasts colliding. With an unexpected love on the line, can they overcome the fallout to build a future?
REVIEW- 5 STARS
Just Jump
OMG I was super stoked to know our blog got an ARC from K. Bromberg...seriously she is one of the first Indie’s I ever read and fell in love with her stories. I was 100% all in for this ride and I couldn’t wait!
You first meet Zander in the Driven Series and immediately you fall in love with this scared, traumatized little boy. Years later, Zander is on top of the world, he’s the Golden Boy in racing. Zander is starting to take things for granted and acting foolishly. He needs to step back and get his priorities right, but soon secrets will start to hit him the face. Zander thought he was over the haunting memories of his past, but they resurface again causing him to spin out of control. I was in tears throughout this book because yes so much happens, you can feel the emotions of the characters.
Getty Caster
The woman I can’t get out of my damn head
Collector of seashells
A breaker of boundaries
Painter of stormy seas and broken sunsets
Getty..Getty..Getty adored her! She was shy, beautiful, but yet she felt she was nothing. She’s running and wants to start all over. A fresh start, a new life where she won’t be treated like a dog, controlled or punished for every little thing. She wants to be the new Getty Castor, not Gertrude Caster-Adams. I loved her strength, her courageous mind and heart! She was lovely.
Down Shift had me right from the first page. It was explosive, spellbinding, completely riveting. If you became a fan of K. Bromberg from Driven, she will not disappoint you with this book. You will love every page and will make you become a fan even more. Bloody Brilliant!
I can’t knowingly walk you into my storm without showing you where the lighthouse is so you have a way out before you even begin
Both of the characters have traumatic pasts. Getty is running from hers and Zander is in denial of his, or he is doing the blaming game. They both escape to try to work out their demons, but their demons are not far behind them. The characters are broken, but yet they become each others light, their strength. Will they heal each other or will something or someone get in the way? Gah I want to say more, but NO spoilers!!
If that’s not a challenge to touch every erogenous zone on your body until you can pick just one as your favorite, I don’t know what is. Shit. I think I need a cigarette after that.
Holy smokes...the chemistry is burning, scorching hot! I think the statement above says it all! What I loved was how patient Zander was. He never made Getty feel like she was nothing. He treated her how a woman should be treated...he cherished her. Swoon!
Getty was scared to fall, scared to feel, scared to do anything because of her past, but once she started to bloom she was stunning. Zander was 100% the guy for her. Yes, his background was not desirable when it came to woman and relationships, but he opened up and Getty was stomping all over in his mind and heart...haha It was beautiful to see everything unfold. Loved it!
Our lips meet once more before he shifts back up onto his knees and begins to take what I’m offering. My trust. My body. And I’d be lying to myself if I didn’t say a little bit more of my heart
So of course I expected this to be well written because hello its K. Bromberg. However, I was pleasantly surprised by the heroine. She was just so darn lovable, not that Zander isn’t, he is. But Getty just touched me in a different way. K. Bromberg gives us the emotions, has us reeling for her characters. She breaks down barriers and builds them back up, only to break them down again. This was angsty, but it was also courageous. These two could be me or you, both were experiencing emotional damage, but they were able to get up, brush themselves off and move forward one baby step at a time. They were strong separately, but even stronger together.
Everyone’s churning ocean is fueled by a different type of storm.
I highly recommend this. If you have never read K. Bromberg this is a great one to start with. This is part of a series, but it’s a complete standalone. I am a huge fan and this hit all the points with me! Beautiful, emotional, steam love story with so much more! 5 Socks Stars!
OMG I was super stoked to know our blog got an ARC from K. Bromberg...seriously she is one of the first Indie’s I ever read and fell in love with her stories. I was 100% all in for this ride and I couldn’t wait!
You first meet Zander in the Driven Series and immediately you fall in love with this scared, traumatized little boy. Years later, Zander is on top of the world, he’s the Golden Boy in racing. Zander is starting to take things for granted and acting foolishly. He needs to step back and get his priorities right, but soon secrets will start to hit him the face. Zander thought he was over the haunting memories of his past, but they resurface again causing him to spin out of control. I was in tears throughout this book because yes so much happens, you can feel the emotions of the characters.
Getty Caster
The woman I can’t get out of my damn head
Collector of seashells
A breaker of boundaries
Painter of stormy seas and broken sunsets
Getty..Getty..Getty adored her! She was shy, beautiful, but yet she felt she was nothing. She’s running and wants to start all over. A fresh start, a new life where she won’t be treated like a dog, controlled or punished for every little thing. She wants to be the new Getty Castor, not Gertrude Caster-Adams. I loved her strength, her courageous mind and heart! She was lovely.
Down Shift had me right from the first page. It was explosive, spellbinding, completely riveting. If you became a fan of K. Bromberg from Driven, she will not disappoint you with this book. You will love every page and will make you become a fan even more. Bloody Brilliant!
I can’t knowingly walk you into my storm without showing you where the lighthouse is so you have a way out before you even begin
Both of the characters have traumatic pasts. Getty is running from hers and Zander is in denial of his, or he is doing the blaming game. They both escape to try to work out their demons, but their demons are not far behind them. The characters are broken, but yet they become each others light, their strength. Will they heal each other or will something or someone get in the way? Gah I want to say more, but NO spoilers!!
If that’s not a challenge to touch every erogenous zone on your body until you can pick just one as your favorite, I don’t know what is. Shit. I think I need a cigarette after that.
Holy smokes...the chemistry is burning, scorching hot! I think the statement above says it all! What I loved was how patient Zander was. He never made Getty feel like she was nothing. He treated her how a woman should be treated...he cherished her. Swoon!
Getty was scared to fall, scared to feel, scared to do anything because of her past, but once she started to bloom she was stunning. Zander was 100% the guy for her. Yes, his background was not desirable when it came to woman and relationships, but he opened up and Getty was stomping all over in his mind and heart...haha It was beautiful to see everything unfold. Loved it!
Our lips meet once more before he shifts back up onto his knees and begins to take what I’m offering. My trust. My body. And I’d be lying to myself if I didn’t say a little bit more of my heart
So of course I expected this to be well written because hello its K. Bromberg. However, I was pleasantly surprised by the heroine. She was just so darn lovable, not that Zander isn’t, he is. But Getty just touched me in a different way. K. Bromberg gives us the emotions, has us reeling for her characters. She breaks down barriers and builds them back up, only to break them down again. This was angsty, but it was also courageous. These two could be me or you, both were experiencing emotional damage, but they were able to get up, brush themselves off and move forward one baby step at a time. They were strong separately, but even stronger together.
Everyone’s churning ocean is fueled by a different type of storm.
I highly recommend this. If you have never read K. Bromberg this is a great one to start with. This is part of a series, but it’s a complete standalone. I am a huge fan and this hit all the points with me! Beautiful, emotional, steam love story with so much more! 5 Socks Stars!
EXCERPT
“You don’t know anything about me.” My voice is slight but strong, my need to assert myself front and center despite his calling me on the carpet.
“That’s where you’re wrong, Socks. I might not know where you’re from or why I ruffled your feathers today, but I know you’re stronger than you give yourself credit for. Whatever it is that you ran from back home, you did it. You got out and are making it on your own. That takes guts and you deserve mad props for that. I know you like things messy and are goddamn cute when you’re tipsy. I know you’re stubborn as hell and gorgeous as fuck. And that your kiss tastes like an aged whiskey: something I want to sip slowly, feel on my lips, savor on my tongue, and take my time with before I get drunk on it.” With a lift of his eyebrows and a nod of his head, he walks past me, leaving me with my mouth agape and eyes wide.
I can’t move. Just stand staring at the door in front of me as I try to process what he just said, what he meant by it, and yet there’s no use because we just had a whole one-sided conversation and that need to banter with him is gone. Lost to the tingling in my lower belly and the wild spinning of my thoughts.
“Oh, and, Getty?” Zander calls out to me from the kitchen, refusing to continue until I turn to face him, standing there unabashedly shirtless. “If you ever call me pretty again, we’re gonna have a real problem. I guarantee you there is nothing pretty about me.”
I almost smile at the fact that out of all of the crappy things I said to him, that is the one that bugged him the most.
“You are kind of pretty, though,” I murmur, unable to resist goading him further, needing to try to get us back on an even playing field. Because hell if right now I don’t feel like I’m on the low end of the teeter-totter.
His immediate response? A snort to signify that his chiseled abs and the tall, dark, and handsome thing he’s got going on are nothing more than average.
“Last warning, Socks.” His eyes flash with mirth. And what looks like desire.
An unexpected part of me—the one who usually hides and doesn’t ever take a chance—wants to say it again. Just to see what he’d do if I did.
“So damn pretty.” I don’t know who’s more shocked at my comment, him or me, but we stand there for a moment, gazes locked, unspoken words warring across the distance between us.
He walks toward me with a predatory gleam in his eyes and a salacious smirk on his lips that catches me off guard. “I know I said you were brave, Getty, but now you’re just playing with matches.”
I draw in a long inhale as he steps right in front of me. I can’t look at him. My nerve is suddenly gone. Outside, rain pelts the roof. The constant drip into the bucket in the hallway serves as a metronome to this anticipatory silence we are dancing in. The goose bumps on his chest are the only thing I can focus on.
When his thumb and forefinger direct my chin up so I’m forced to meet his eyes, every part of me hums from his touch. From the want of something I don’t quite understand myself and couldn’t ever put into words. Our eyes meet—his intense, mine searching for answers that aren’t his to give—before his gaze flicks down to my mouth and then back up again.
“Not yet, Getty.” He closes his eyes for a beat, and I see what I think is restraint reflected in his grimace, before a ghost of a smile spreads on his lips. “I don’t think you’re ready to light this fire just yet.”
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About the Author:
New York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.
She’s a mixture of most of her female characters: sassy, intelligent, stubborn, reserved, outgoing, driven, emotional, strong, and wears her heart on her sleeve. All of which she displays daily with her husband and three children where they live in Southern California.
On a whim, K. Bromberg decided to try her hand at this writing thing. Since then she has written The Driven Series (Driven, Fueled, Crashed, Raced, Aced), the standalone Driven Novels (Slow Burn, Sweet Ache, Hard Beat, and Down Shift (Releasing 10/4/16)), and a short story titled UnRaveled. She is currently finishing up Sweet Cheeks a standalone novel out at the end of 2016.
Her plans for 2017 include a sports romance duet (The Player (#1) and The Catch (#2)) and the Everyday Heroes series (Cuffed (#1), Combust (#2), and Cockpit (#3). She’s also writing a novella for the 1,001 Dark Night series that will be out in February 2017.
She loves to hear from her readers so make sure you check her out on social media.
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