Release Blitz + Review: "King of the Court" by R.S. Grey

I'm thrilled to participate in today's release blitz celebrating "King of the Court" by R.S. Grey. I've loved all of the books I've read by this author, but there was something special about this one that really grabbed me from the very beginning. I probably say the same thing every time I finish one of her books, but I think this one just might be my new favorite.

"King of the Court" is the story of NBA superstar Ben Castillo and small town waitress/house cleaner Raelynn Birdie, whose relationship started as a fling but grew into something so much more. Their chemistry was phenomenal, but I especially loved how sweet and protective Ben was of Raelynn. He supported her dreams in any way he could, even when she wasn't sure she believed in them herself. My heart melted every time he thought of her as "pure sunshine" because she really did bring the light back into his life.
 

In short, "King of the Court" gave me all the feels and I completely adored it. I highly recommend this book for all fans of contemporary/sports romance and can't wait to get my hands on whatever R.S. Grey writes next.

 

*Review copy provided by the author via InkSlingerPR.  All opinions expressed are my own.

 

 

About "King of the Court"

We don’t get a lot of NBA superstars coming through little ol’ Pine Hill, Texas. That’s why everyone is all in a tizzy over the fact that the USA men’s Olympic basketball team will be training here of all places before this year’s Summer Games. With little else to talk about, rumors about the players have been spreading like wildfire, and there’s one man in the middle of it all holding a match.

Ben Castillo.
NBA champion.
Olympic gold medalist.
Widely hailed ‘King of the Court’.

The morning he walks into my dingy diner, I have enough sense to keep my head down and go right on wiping tables, pouring coffee, and serving up short stacks. A man who looks like that—superstar or not—has only ever meant trouble, and more trouble is the last thing I need, what with taking care of Nan and scraping by on tips from truckers.

If anything, he seems drawn to my indifference. His steely gaze pierces me behind the counter. My knees nearly buckle under the weight of his attention. But while Mr. Pretty Boy is probably used to snagging city girls with a smile, this gal is country strong.

I won’t be some clichéd convenience for him on his way through town.
So look over your choices carefully, Benny-boy. We serve up sides of hash browns here, not heartbreak.