It’s Release Day for Legally Mine by Nicole French!!! I was done for when I read this book. One-Click today!! This book is on sale for a limited at 99cents. Afterwards it will go up to $2.99!! Who is ready for this book? Blog review included!



Legally Mine (Book Two in the Spitfire Trilogy)

by Nicole French

Release Date: June 28, 2017



What’s the point of falling in love if it only breaks your heart?

Skylar Crosby should be on top of the world. She’s just graduated from the best law school in the country and is supposed to kick-start a successful career. But with her father still recovering from his gambling addiction, her absentee mother suddenly reappearing in her life, and the stresses of studying for the bar exam, Skylar is feeling more like she’s holding the world up rather than standing on top of it. And then, of course, there’s the matter of her utterly smashed heart.

In just a few short months, brilliant attorney and all-around tycoon Brandon Sterling quickly became the sun to Skylar’s universe only to twist it upside down and inside out with his secrets, leaving her with a decision to make that will change both of their lives forever. And although Brandon can’t forget the girl who gave him back his heart, sudden changes in his own complicated life will make getting her back that much more difficult. Luckily, Brandon Sterling has never been one to walk away from a challenge.

Even when the whole world seems united against them, it’s possible that they are their own worst enemies. Legally Mine, the second book in the explosive Spitfire series, continues the saga of Skylar and Brandon as two stubborn, intelligent, damaged people trying to learn how to let themselves love and be loved return.

Sexy young man


We stared at each other, bristling and irritated. Finally, eager to break the stare-off, I pushed off the wall with my feet to float on my back. I stretched toward the opposite end of the pool, arching in a way that made my breasts peak toward the ceiling, then flipped backward until I popped up again through the water. When I surfaced, Brandon was watching intently, a different kind of fire in his ice-blue eyes. Did he wanted to strangle me or eat me alive? It was hard to tell the difference.

“I know what you’re doing,” he said finally, low and almost menacing.

I continued to tread water, then flipped over again, slowing my movements even more. “Do you?”

“Get out of there, will you?” Brandon reached a hand out, beckoning me to swim back.

I just stared at it. “No,” I said. “I’m not done with my workout.”

I rolled backward through the water once more, then resurfaced to find Brandon standing up. His face looked like murder, but the tenting in his pants spoke of something else.

“Get out of the pool, Red,” Brandon said, barely concealing his frustration.

“Stop telling me what to do.”

“I’m not joking. Get out.”


“Get out of the fuckin’ pool, Skylar!” Brandon shouted, his South Boston accent out in full force. He thrust both hands into his hair and yanked. “Fuck!”

I just kept treading while sounds of the water lapping on the sides of the pool filled the space between us. Brandon stared at me, then dropped his hands.

“Fine,” he said as he started to remove his vest. “Have it your way.” He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed them both on the lounge chair next to him.

“What are you doing?” I asked as he started pulling off his shoes and socks, which then joined the clothes.

“What do you think?” Brandon snapped as he unbuckled his belt. “You won’t come out, so I’m coming in.”

“In your underwear?”

He pulled off his pants and threw them on top of his other things. He now stood in front of me in nothing but his boxer briefs, his perfectly sculpted body, including his sizable erection, on display for anyone to see. The reflected light glimmered over the broad lines of his shoulders and pectorals, the v-shaped muscles of his abdomen, the lean, long shapes of his thighs. Now he was the one who looked like a Greek statue.

I bit my lip, willing the heat building in my core to calm down.

“Well, it’s either that or nothing at all,” Brandon said just before he jumped in with a splash.

Tall as he was, he didn’t need to tread water, but he still dipped underwater and surfaced like some kind of mythical sea god. The water glistened on his muscles as he tracked me like a shark.

My legs somehow kept circling, but the rest of me stilled. I wasn’t in the mood to be pounced on, as Brandon sometimes did. He often used sex as a Band-Aid, and right now, I wasn’t okay with that, even if the water droplets sliding over his pecs were getting me pretty hot and bothered.

My instincts took over: fight or flight. I dove underneath the blue lane barrier and swam to the corner of the pool. Before I could climb up the ladder, though, I found myself caged by two tanned, rock-hard arms.

“I don’t think so.”

Brandon’s voice vibrated in my ear, and I froze. I turned slowly, and he released his grip on the ladder, backing off just enough so that I could turn around. His gaze bored into me like a drill. But it wasn’t just the intensity in his eyes that pinned me to the ledge; it was the hurt there as well.

“You can’t keep doing this,” Brandon said in a low, taut voice.

Around me, his body was pulled tight as a drum. The evening had taken a toll on him too.

“You can’t keep running away every time I do something you don’t like.”

“I don’t––”

“You do,” he cut me off gently.

We were close enough that he didn’t need to raise his voice. Around me, his muscles flexed even more.

“Every time. My office. The airport. After you found out about Miranda, about Messina’s payoff. That night at the club. And now tonight. If I railroad, Red, you run.”

I heard my grandmother’s words to me in Brooklyn after I had escaped there in April. She had compared me to my mother, who couldn’t even stand beside me for the length of a party. And now I was becoming just like her.

“My life is complicated,” Brandon continued. “I know that. I know it’s not easy for you. But I am yours, Skylar, body and soul. But I can’t be yours if you’re not mine too.”


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When this copy came to me, I literally dropped the most recent book I was reading and had to start right away! I can not believe the pain and struggle that comes with Legally Mine. Nicole does it again. Breaks my heart and I am left trying to piece it back together again!!

Legally Mine was just as intense as book one in the Spitfire series. Probably a little more. I didn’t think I could be more upset with Skylar and the decisions she makes without thinking things through. I still have a love-hate relationship with her for the first half or so of the book. I can feel Brandon’s pain as it was frustrating to figure out this woman! Kudos to Nicole that writes about a character who has built walls around herself that not even the reader can not break through. I really am not so sure about Skylar anymore. I kind of was ready for Brandon to move on sadly. Then the story turns around and I am second guessing myself. Nicole kept me on my toes with her book.

We get to meet new characters and the old ones are still with us from Legally Yours. Skylar’s dad is still struggling with his addiction, but is getting better. Since Brandon had last stepped in and paid off the debt, it looks like he has brought a new level a trouble between Skylar and her family. Skylar’s big secret comes out in the open and Brandon is not sure if he can still stay with her.

There are so many twist and turns. My heart and mind were a wreck after I read this book. So much that I had to take a couple of days to reflect what I had read and then write this review. Sometimes it is easier write after the highs and lows of your emotions calm down. The ending of the story had me stunned and the anticipation was killing me. Book three is what I need to get this angst out of me. I can not wait to read the conclusion of Skylar and Brandon’s story. Will their relationship survive? In the end I decided that I will stand behind them and root for a happy ever after.

Author Info:

Nicole French is an East Coast/West Coast hybrid creature, Springsteen fanatic, hopeless romantic, and total bookworm. When not writing fiction or teaching writing classes, she is hanging out with her family, playing soccer with the rest of the thirty-plus crowd in Seattle, or going on dates with her husband. In her spare time, she likes to go running with her dog, Greta, or practice the piano, but never seems to do either one of these things as much as she should.


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