#ReleaseBlitz #Review #Excerpt – LEGEND (Real) by Katy Evans @authorkatyevans

#ReleaseBlitz #Review #Excerpt – LEGEND (Real) by Katy Evans @authorkatyevans

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#ReleaseBlitz #Review #Excerpt – LEGEND (Real) by Katy Evans @authorkatyevansLegend by Katy Evans
Series: Real #6
Published by: Gallery Books
on February 9, 2016
Genres: New Adult
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Maverick “the Avenger” Cage wants to rise to the top and become a legend in the ring. Though he keeps his identity well guarded, he's known on the fighting circuit as the new kid with a chip on his shoulder and a tattoo on his back that marks him as trouble. He's got a personal score to settle with the Underground's one and only Remington "Riptide" Tate.

As Mav trains, he meets a young girl—the only other new person in the town--and sparks fly. When things get heated between them, he finds out she's none other than Reese Dumas, the cousin of Remington Tate’s wife. A girl who's supposed to root against him and a girl he's supposed to stay away from.

But Maverick fights for the woman in his heart, and the monsters in his blood. The world’s eyes are on them and the victor will go down in history as the ultimate fighting champion; the ultimate LEGEND.


my thoughts

PHENOMENAL! Get ready for the EPIC CONCLUSION of the scorching hot and emotional REAL series by Katy Evans! I can ALWAYS trust Evans’ heroes to leave me absolutely breathless…and completely in love. You fell in love with Remington ‘Riptide’ Tate in REAL. Be prepared to fall HARD for Maverick ‘the Avenger’ Cage in LEGEND! Are you ready for the FIGHT OF THE YEAR?!

Not a second went by without me having a huge grin on my face or big fat tears running down my cheeks. Some readers might be worried that Maverick will not live up to the Riptide we all know and love. I’m here to tell you, that is NOT the case here. Maverick is a whole other animal. You might think he is the enemy here, but that’s not true. He might be the product of the enemy, but he has more passion, more gumption, more heart, than any hero out there. He wants to be a legend. He wants to show the world that he is someone. He wants to show that he not only fights with his fists, but with his whole heart as well. Your heart will break for Maverick in the beginning, but he will mend it along the way, and in the end you will want to do nothing except STAND UP and CHEER for The Avenger.

Books like LEGEND and pretty much ANYTHING from Katy Evans, reminds me of why I blog in the first place. To share my love for AMAZING romances full of so much heart…it’s what it’s all about. I’m definitely an emotional reader, and LEGEND had my heart and my stomach in all sorts of knots. I laughed. I swooned. I cried and then I cried some more. I yelled. I cheered. I jumped up and down and then….THAT’S RIGHT…I cried some more! I was a mess the last 15% of this book, but while I was sitting here with my iPad in hand, tears streaming down my face, tissues everywhere, reading the Epilogue, I felt such a feeling of satisfaction that Evans’ did this story right…did this entire series RIGHT! I’m incredibly sad for this series to end. The REAL series has been one of my all time favorites and I will never forget it. Katy Evans couldn’t have passed the torch onto someone more deserving than Maverick “the Avenger” Cage! Bravo, my friend…BRAVO!

LEGEND teaser

Meet Maverick “The Avenger” Cage in Legend, the newest stand alone in the REAL series releasing February 9th!


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[scroll-box]At Tate’s corner, outside the ropes, his coach whistles. “You two get some headgear on. Stat.”
Tate’s lips curl rebelliously, and he looks at me with challenge in his eyes.
I smile back, a feral curl of my lips.
We tap gloves.
No headgear.
I jab. He swings his arm, blocks the hit, leaps back, and I jab again, blocked again.
We space apart and jump in place, shaking our shoulders, loosening up. I pull my gloves back up, narrow my eyes, and he asks, “You think you’re the shit because you’re fast and strong? I got news for you. I’m faster, I’m stronger, and I’m disciplined. Your coach isn’t doing you any favors.”
“He’s in my corner, and that’s enough for me.”
He swings, I duck fast and come up behind him. He straightens and faces me again. “If you settle for that, then you should settle for second place.”
“What the fuck. You want me to win?”
“I want a good fight. I like keeping things real. Reminds me I’m a man. Mortal.”
“I want to be a legend. Legends never die. Even if they die alone.”
He swings again, and I duck, come up, and jab three times.
He blocks repeatedly, then hooks with his right; I deflect. He grins and jabs again. I block, then I duck before he puts me up against the ropes, and I head back to center. He follows.
“To be a legend you need to fall seven times, get up eight,” he says.
I remember a final a few years ago when my father kicked Tate to a pulp. “Or not fall at all.”
He backs up his arm and then smacks the smirk right off me. “Before you stop falling, you need to embrace the fact that you’re going to hit the ground.”
I clean the blood from my mouth, glowering.
We take positions again, and he watches me as if waiting for my next move as we start dancing around, jumping, waiting for the other to strike.
“Do you want the headgear now?”
I lunge and start hitting, and he blocks, deflects, blocks. “Fuck you,” I grit out.
“Getting angry doesn’t help. You control the anger, not let it control you.”
I want to prove him wrong; I loop out my arm and aim for his head.
He ducks and hooks, his knuckles cracking into my jaw. I spurt blood and bounce against the ropes.
I shake my head, wipe the blood away, grit my teeth and straighten, narrowing my eyes. “My turn,” I growl, and I swing. My fist connects: a kidney punch.
He blocks my next hit, frowning in thought. “You’re cocky for someone who just lost yesterday.”
He jabs.
I dive my upper body to the side, evading. “You got to play it to become it.”
“I’m the champion, not you.”
“You won’t live forever, champ.”
He jabs three times, then leaps back, flexes his arm and looks at it.
“Muscle memory. You hit enough times, you fight on instinct; part of your brain works on your assault, the other is focused on the other’s assault. Let your muscle memory work for you and consciously stay focused on your opponent’s eyes.”
I laugh mockingly. “I don’t need your pointers.”
“Go back home to daddy, then.”
“When I’m finished with you.” I punch him, then raise my left hook and connect hard enough to stun him.
He raises his head, shakes it to clear it, and wipes blood from his nose. I catch my breath, satisfied I got some blood. At least I won’t be the only one with an ice pack tonight.
He sees the blood on his arm and looks at me, impressed.
“TIME!” his coach yells out from the corner. “You two won’t have shit for the fight if you keep up this nonsense.”
Tate grins at him, then turns back and glowers at me. “You get enough?”
“Barely warming up here.” I squint the blood out of one eye and raise my gloves. “Come get it, Riptide,” I growl.[/scroll-box]

series recap


About Katy Evans

Katy Evans is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author. Her debut REAL shot to the top of the bestselling lists in 2013 and since then 9 of her titles have been New York Times bestsellers. Her books have been translated into nearly a dozen languages across the world.

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