Get ready for the best sports romance you haven't read and the
hottest baseball player you haven't met... yet!
This series has it all- real life drama, angst, the value of
forgiveness, the importance of family, friendship and one epic love story to
span the ages. Come read the series with over half a million copies sold
worldwide and see why people can't stop talking about Jack F'n Carter.
THE PERFECT GAME
TAGLINE: What happens when the hottest baseball player in college
falls in love? Sometimes life gets ugly before it gets beautiful.
He's a game she never intended to play.
And she's the game changer he never knew he
needed.
The Perfect Game tells the story of college
juniors, Cassie Andrews & Jack Carter. When Cassie meets rising baseball
hopeful Jack, she is determined to steer clear of him and his typical cocky
attitude. But Jack has other things on his mind... like getting Cassie to give
him the time of day.
They're both damaged, filled with mistrust and
guarded before they find one another (and themselves) in this emotional journey
about love and forgiveness. Strap yourselves for a ride that will not only
break your heart, but put it back together.
Sometimes life gets ugly before it gets
beautiful...
CASSIE'S POINT OF VIEW- Meet Jack F'n Carter
“Kitten.”
The deep, sultry voice stopped me
in my tracks as my smile faded. I turned toward the source of the voice with
revulsion. “You know, I don’t even like cats.” I lifted one brow and fixed Jack
with a fierce stare.
“Actually, I didn’t know. But I’m
glad I do.” He smiled and I swear part of my heart melted right then and there
at the sight of his dimples.
I totally suck.
He fiddled with his baseball cap
before putting it back on his head and tucking his dark hair underneath. I felt
almost mesmerized as he ran his fingers absentmindedly across the white
stitching of our school’s initials. I found myself noticing the way his dark
blue shirt fit snugly against the muscles in his arms and shoulders. I hated
how good-looking he was.
I tried to walk toward my best
friend Melissa, who eyed me with piqued curiosity, but he stood his stupid
gorgeous body in my path. I quickly moved to the right, but he hopped to his
left to block me. I took another step to the left and he quickly moved too.
“What do you want, Jack?” I said,
the anger in my voice taking us both by surprise.
“Are you always this hostile?” His
smile told me he was teasing.
“Only to guys like you.”
“So tell me, Kitten, what’s a guy
like me?”
“Not worth my time.” I shoved my
tray into his gut and when he let out an ooof, I scurried past him,
trying not to spill my soda.
“You’ll come around,” he shouted.
“I wouldn’t hold your
breath.”
I rushed to our table, throwing
down my tray of food.
“Nice scene.” Melissa’s eyes were
huge as she fought a grin.
“Huh?”
“Look around.” She waved an arm,
gesturing toward the crowd.
I glanced around at the other
tables in the student union. All eyes were either on me or Jack. Great. The
last thing I wanted was the entire school thinking I was Jack Carter’s latest
conquest.
“Is he always that obnoxious?” I
ripped the top off my raspberry yogurt.
“I don’t know, Cass. I’ve never
seen him act that way before if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I don’t know what I’m asking.”
Irritated and annoyed, I scanned the room for Jack’s face. He sat at a table
surrounded by giddy girls, tossing their hair, pawing his muscles, and laughing
obnoxiously at whatever he said. His eyes briefly met mine before I turned
away, and I felt my heart beat a little faster.
I
read this book back in 2013 and completely forgot to leave a review, not
because I didn't love the book because let me tell you I LOVE it. Even three
years later I remember the love/hate relationship I have with Jack F'n Carter .
Yes, I know he's a fictional character but he owned my heart then and still
does to this day.
Jack
Carter is that guy. You know the guy I am talking about. The sexy, cocky,
atheltic one that just has to smile at a girl and her panties drop instantly.
Yep, that's Jack F'm Carter.
Cassie
is the girl who doesn't open her heart up to anyone, or trust easily. She's
been disappointed, she's been let down more times than she can count and has
built up this wall around her heart keeping anyone out who could hurt her.
Together
they are electric. The back and forth banter will have you laughing right along
with them as brick by brick Jack starts to break down this fortress around
Cassie's heart. Like all things in life relationships aren't perfect, there is
going to be conflict at some point but J. Sterling completely guts you when the
bomb is dropped. Three years later and I still feel the pain she inflicted on
my heart when I think about it.
All
in all this book is AMAZING, will have you laughing, crying and hoping that
these two find their way back to each other.
THE GAME CHANGER
TAGLINE: Getting your athelete is
just the beginning. How do you stay together when the world is trying to tear
you apart?
Jack
appeared at my door last night after six months of no communication wearing a
Mets jersey and holding a dozen red roses. He told me he was sorry, that he
loved me, and that he would earn my trust again. It took everything in me to
not fall apart at the mere sight of him. I wanted to take him back into my
life, but I needed to know that this time it would be forever...
In J.
Sterling's highly anticipated follow-up to her USA Today bestselling novel The Perfect Game, Jack and Cassie quickly realize that their new
lifestyle can often be cruel and unforgiving. Their happiness is put to the
test as the past is never truly far behind.
How do
you stay together when
the world's trying to tear you apart?
CASSIE'S POINT OF VIEW
I sensed Jack watching me from the bedroom doorway we shared as I
tossed pieces of clothing into my open suitcase. Deliberately, I forced myself
not to look at him. He could take the broken parts of me and shatter them even
further. If I looked at his perfect face, I’d question everything. He could
make me stay and I desperately needed to go. After adding two pairs of shoes, I
zipped up the suitcase and lifted it from the bed.
“Let me help you,” he offered from behind me, his breath gliding
across my back.
“It’s fine. I have it,” I said tightly, refusing to face him.
“How long will you be gone?” he asked, his tone desolate.
I shrugged, unsure of my actual plans. “I don’t know. A few days.
A week, maybe. I’ll text you,” I offered with a glance in his direction.
Jack’s face turned sullen as the color drained instantly from his
cheeks. He reached for me, his fingers tightening around my wrist, stopping all
forward movement. “You are coming back. Right, Kitten?” A look of powerlessness
covered his face.
My stomach dropped to my feet with his question. I took a few
short breaths before responding, “Yes, Jack. I’m coming back.”
It wasn’t a lie, but the truth was almost as painful. Of course I
would come back, but I wasn’t sure what I’d be coming back to. “I have a job
here.”
His eyebrows pinched together, tears filling his eyes as he
dropped his grip on my arm. My phone rang, breaking the sorrow-filled
heaviness in the room.
“I need to go.” I leaned toward Jack and planted a soft kiss on
his cheek before turning to walk away.
He gripped my wrist from behind and yanked me around to face him.
“Get over here,” he said roughly as he pulled my body effortlessly into his.
Before I could situate my arms, his were wrapped around me, pulling me tight
against his heaving chest.
Oh my God, he’s crying.
“I love you more than anything. You need to know that before you
walk out that door.” The warmth of his breath fluttered against my skin. My
eyes met his and the tears that rolled down his cheeks caused my heart to
shatter and turn to broken pieces in my chest.
“I love you too.” My current dysfunction had nothing to do
with my feelings for Jack. I loved him more than I ever thought possible, but
sometimes love isn't enough.
To say I was afraid of this
book after how The Perfect Game ended is a huge understatement!
While reading The Perfect Game
my emotions were toyed with in the absolutely best was possible, in the most
heartbreaking way. Jack F'n Carter is back and ready to win Cassie over for
good. Cassie on the other hand is having a one step forward, two step back
approach to Jack, and let me be honest when I say I wanted to strangle her for
it. I know, I know, she had all right to feel how she felt and to have doubts
but come on! It's Jack F'n Carter.
Love is not always hearts and flowers,
it is littered with pain, hurt and insecurities, where both make mistakes but
grow from them, and in the end they come out better people and a stronger
couple. This describes Cassie and Jack perfectly. They may not be perfect but
they are perfect for each other.
We get to see those side
characters that we loved in The Perfect Game but are introduced to new ones who
we will love, and others who will test our patience. J. Sterling again hit this
book, this story, these characters out of the park.
THE SWEETEST GAME
TAGLINE: When Jack loses baseball, will he lose the love of his
life as well?
This is the third (and final) installment in
Jack & Cassie's story!
“It’s one hell of a sledgehammer to the chest when
your baseball career comes to an end. It’s like you finally realize that
baseball never loved you back. All the sleepless nights, the hours spent at the
gym trying to stay fit, the conditioning, the training, the mental preparation,
the holiday’s missed, the birthday’s passed, the memories you didn’t get to
make with your family…all for what? It’s not like baseball lost any sleep over
you. She didn’t stay awake for nights on end trying to figure out how to make
you a better player. She didn’t care. Baseball’s a business. A sport. A game.
And as much as my entire life has been wrapped up in it, it’s time to let it
go.”
- Jack Carter
JACK'S POINT OF VIEW
The next morning, I woke up with a back sore from sleeping on the
couch two nights in a row. The constant barrage of conversation surrounding me
reminded me that my brother and Melissa were here.
Great.
It had to be clear to everyone that I was avoiding my wife. My
mind was spinning out of control with thoughts I never imagined having. The
idea of my baseball career being over wrecked me.
Literally fucking ruined me.
I couldn’t function like a normal human being anymore. The thought
turned me into an unrecognizable asshole. And the worst part was, I knew it. I
was completely aware of my behavior, but I couldn’t stop it. My head would tell
my mouth not to say what it was about to say, but my mouth would say it anyway.
And even though I wanted to take it all back, I didn’t. It’s as if
I started digging a hole and once I got in it, I couldn’t stop digging. I
wanted to get low enough so that I could bury myself inside and never see the
light of day again. That was what losing baseball felt like.
“Hey, asshole,” my little brother’s voice called out and I cleared
my throat.
“What do you want, dick?”
“I want to sightsee and you’re taking me,” he demanded.
I almost fucking laughed. There was no way I was going to let Dean
boss me around. “I’m sure Cassie would be better at that sort of thing.” Even
that sentence came out sounding like a slam against her.
“I’m sure she would be too. But I want you to take me. You need to
get out of this house. And you look like shit.”
Melissa laughed and I shot her an evil look. “Shut up, Fun-Size.
Why are you even here?”
“Fuck you, Jack. I’m here because you’re being an asshole to my
best friend. And someone has to give a shit about her.”
Her words stung, but I pretended not to be fazed. Each breath I
sucked in pierced my heart more deeply. I had to stop hurting Cassie, but I
couldn’t. Why couldn’t I just fucking stop? Pushing up from the couch, I glared
at the three of them sitting at the table, then growled at Dean, “Be ready to
leave in ten.”
I am in awe at how much I love
this series, not to mention it was an amazing Christmas present.
J. Sterling takes you on a
journey that spans years. We get to see Jack and Cassie change as people and
evolve as a couple. You are taken on a funny, emotional, anger inducing journey
that keeps you flipping the pages to find out how Jack and Cassie's story ends.
I am sad to see this series
come to an end but I couldn't be happier with how it ended.
THE OTHER GAME- A DEAN CARTER NOVEL
TAGLINE: You thought you knew everything there was to know about
Jack & Cassie's story... but you were wrong.
From NEW YORK TIMES best-selling author J.
Sterling, we dive headfirst back into the epic love story that started it all,
The Perfect Game, but this time from Dean Carter’s point of view.
Freshman Dean Carter is the younger brother of
campus hotshot Jack. Abandoned by their parents when they were young, Dean and
Jack have a bond that most brothers only wish for. As Jack follows his dream of
becoming a professional baseball player, he falls in love along the way with
aspiring photographer Cassie Andrews. We see Jack get the girl—then lose the
girl—and we follow his painful journey through it all via the eyes of his
adoring younger brother, Dean.
With never-before-seen scenes and fresh new
dialogue, Dean’s point of view is an emotional journey through relationships
and the trials that test them. This isn’t the same old love story…but you will
still fall. Let the gang steal your heart all over again in The Other Game.
DEAN'S POINT OF VIEW
Melissa and I headed outside, following Jack toward a cement bench
where he pulled his baseball hat even lower over his eyes. Then he sat down and
looked up at us, his eyes all but hidden.
“What are you doing?” I asked, expecting him to get up and
continue walking back to the student union with us.
“Waiting.”
“For what?”
“Cassie's class to end. I’m going to ask her out in front of
everyone. She won’t be able to say no then,” Jack said with a big grin.
“Make sure you show those.” Melissa pointed at the pair of dimples
on his face, and his grin only widened.
“I knew you secretly liked me. But I know you like him more.” Jack
nodded toward me, and Melissa scowled.
“Don’t listen to him.” I threw my arm around her shoulder and
steered her back toward the student union. “See you at home, brother.”
“‘Bye, you two lovebirds.”
“You’re so little.” I looked down at Melissa and smiled, wishing
for once that I’d been born with at least one dimple for her to admire.
She scowled again. “I’m not that little.”
But she was. I was six feet tall, and she might hit five feet if
she stood on her tiptoes. I towered over her, and I loved the manly feeling it
gave it me.
“Do you have any more classes today?” I asked.
“Nope. You?”
“Just one.”
“Sucks.”
“Only because it’s not the class I have with you,” I said with a
smile, and she swatted my shoulder.
“Dean Carter, did you just feed me a line?”
I chuckled and stopped walking. “No. Did it sound like a line?”
“Yes.” Melissa smiled, but kept walking.
I watched as her perfect little butt moved with each step she
took, her entire body sashaying like it couldn’t help it. She stopped and
turned around to catch me staring.
“What are you looking at?”
Terrified that she might think I was some sort of pig like my
brother, I practically stuttered. “Uh, nothing.”
“Uh-huh.” She waited as I hurried to catch up to her. “So, do you
want to maybe study together sometime?”
I cheered inside my head, and had to stop myself from throwing my
fist in the air and doing a victory dance.
“Definitely. I could use the help,” I said, trying to keep my
voice even. I knew damn well that I was doing perfectly fine in that class, but
if she thought I needed help, she wouldn’t bail on me.
“Okay, good. I always do better if I have a study partner.”
My mind whirled at her words. How many study partners had she had?
How could I convince her to only study with me?
I could have sworn that before Jack’s antics with her roommate
that Melissa and I were on track toward something. I couldn’t help but want us
to get back on that road, wherever it was leading.
“Can I get your number?” I asked while I still had the nerve.
“Oh yeah, of course.” She recited her phone number while I tapped
it into my phone. “Send me a text so I have yours too.”
I did as she asked.
Dean: Hi. It’s me. You know, Dean. The other Carter.
When her phone pinged and she read the text, she laughed. “Got it.
I’ll just put you in here as the Other Carter.”
“Or the only Carter you like,” I suggested with a smirk, and she
smiled back.
“That’d work too.”
“All right. I’ll talk to you later. You know, to set up studying
and stuff,” I said, stumbling all over my damn words.
“‘Bye, Dean.” Melissa laughed as she sashayed away.
Wow! The first chapter pulled me right back into
a world that felt like home. Instantaneously I was overcome with the love and
emotions I felt while reading the rest of the series.
We all
either loved or loved to hate Jack Carter, I personally loved him. I love that
we get to relive Jack and Cassie falling in love from a different perspective.
I adored Dean while reading The Perfect Game and I loved getting to know him
more. Dean knows Jack Carter, not Jack the baseball play but the real Jack.
They have this bond that is unbreakable and that withstands everything.
There is
something about the Carter brothers that make you fall absolutely head over
heels in love with them.
