Racer by Katy Evans
Series: Real #7 (full reading order below)
Publication Date: September 28th 2017
A bad boy with something to prove.
A woman with a mission.
The race of their lives.
The love of a lifetime.
I don’t think his parents expected him to live up to his name—Racer Tate—but once he felt the adrenaline rush behind the wheel, he was addicted.
He’s the fastest, fiercest driver around.
Scouting new talent brings me to his doorstep…
but his smile sends me to my knees.
The sexy, mysterious Racer Tate is not the kind of man a girl like me falls for. He’s secretive, reckless, elusive. But his proximity pushes me beyond reason, and his kiss….
This is our last chance to win, and he is our only hope. I’m supposed to watch him—make sure he doesn’t get into trouble. But it’s an impossible task. And now the one in heart wrenching, toe-curling, soul-crushing trouble is me. Because when your heart belongs to someone, their truths become your own, and their secrets become your salvation…or your curse.
He says he wants me. He says I’m the One. But he also thinks he’ll break my heart, one piece at a time until it’s gone.
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Racer is a book I never knew I needed in the Real series! Racer is Brooke and Remy’s baby boy, but he’s all grown up now, and he’s just as potent, virile, and charming as his father was. But he didn’t take up fighting like his father – instead, he fulfilled his name’s destiny and lives to race cars.
All I know is that this guy is not just a star, he’s a comet, someone with rare talent that is near impossible to find. Sometimes there are drivers that when you watch them drive, you know they are destined for greatness. This guy is one of them….
But does he have it to shine in F1?
Lana Heyworth is desperate to find someone that will save her father’s Formula One team, which is standing on its last legs. Flying out to St. Petersburg, she hopes to see potential in some indie drivers, but on the way to the race, she bumps her car into a guy who steals her spot and has no driving etiquette… and is the most beautiful man she has ever seen.
There’s something inside of me screaming her name. Something like I’ve known her my whole life. Something the moment I locked eyes on her that whispered, you’re going to marry this chick. This girl is going to own you, and you’re going to own her, and that’s that.
Racer Tate never expects to meet the love of his life that fateful day in St. Petersburg, or to have the opportunity of a lifetime to participate in the F1. Because he’s not just an illegal car racer, but the BEST one out there. He has the raw skill and talent that it takes to win and take number one – he knows it and he’s going to prove that to Lana. All the while winning and claiming her heart for his own. But there are challenges he faces along the way, because he inherited not only his dad’s looks, strength, and determination… but also his Bipolar I disorder. Will Racer have what it takes to win the race, win the girl, and not let his BP-I define him?
Patience, I hear my father say, Rome wasn’t built in a day … and nobody said it was easy to fall in love with a Tate.
I adored this book SO hard. Katy Evans never disappoints with her epic love stories and intense alpha males. Racer is definitely up there with his father and the other heroes of the Real series. I also adored Lana and how much she wanted Racer, but didn’t want to fall immediately into bed with him. Their romance is slow and full of tension, which balanced perfectly well with the adrenaline and suspense of the F1 races. If you love Katy Evans, you will NOT be disappointed with Racer. It’s a beautiful romance that is as sexy as it is sweet, with all the excitement that is car racing!
“I’ve never loved anything in my life the way I love you. My crasher. You looked at me with these two eyes … and I haven’t been able to see anything else. You little witch, you crashed my single party.”
Quotes are taken from the arc and are subject to change in the final version.
Now here’s an excerpt from Racer! ❤
I’m still reeling. While people approach him, he cuts a path straight to me, his gaze penetrating and target-like; making me want to bolt.
His lips do that little upward tilt they do that seems so sexy, and for a second, I feel like I’m lightheaded.
I gulp, and then feel mad at myself for acting like some idiot as fucking devil-Racer Tate reaches me, throws himself into a seat next to me, and turns to look at me expectantly with the most gorgeous grin on his face.
I don’t know what to say.
This guy has left me sort of speechless.
“So … ” I say, staring in the distance at his beat-up mustang, then at him.
“So … ” he says too, in his deep voice, his smile a little more wicked than it was two seconds ago. He glances at my mouth.
Why am I licking my lips?
It only made his eyes narrow and darken.
I open my mouth to speak, failing to find words. He smells like sweat and soap and shampoo, and I feel my traitorous nipples push up to my top again. Why do they do that when he’s around?
“This is illegal,” I state.
His voice is husky from exertion, and his eyes glint with laughter. “That’s why it’s fun.”
I look away from his eyes, trying to focus and clear my head. He leans over and peers into my face, his face shadowed by the moonlight and his jaw now carrying a little scruff. “Are we in agreement?” he presses.
“No.” I glare and shake my head, meeting his cocky gaze. “You’re reckless, Racer.”
“So are you, Alana.”
“It’s just … Lana.”
His brows fly up in surprise. “And a bit of a liar too.”
I purse my lips, still glaring as my gaze goes back to his car. Girls are rubbing against it as if it were him, and I find it disgusting. Why are women always acting so slutty around race car drivers and bad boys?
“You crashed your car,” I say flippantly.
“You crashed my car,” he contradicts, amused.
I laugh, then scowl in his direction. “You crashed it more. I can’t believe you were making such a fuss about me crashing into you when it was just a little kiss—”
He leans in to peck my lips—fast but firmly. “That’s a kiss.”
I lose my breath.
My eyes wide.
He eases back, lips smiling as he comes to his feet and stretches his hand out to take me by the elbow and help me to my feet.
“Let’s get out of here.” He starts walking, leading the way.
“And go where?”
“Anywhere I can get my hands on you.”
Reading Order: Real series
#1 ~ Real: My Review • Ebook • Paperback • Audible • Goodreads
#2 ~ Mine: My Review • Ebook • Paperback • Audible • Goodreads
#3 ~ Remy: My Review • Ebook • Paperback • Audible • Goodreads
#4 ~ Rogue: My Review • Ebook • Paperback • Audible • Goodreads
#5 ~ Ripped: My Review • Ebook • Paperback • Audible • Goodreads
#6 ~ Legend: My Review • Ebook • Paperback • Audible • Goodreads
#7 ~ Racer: Ebook • Paperback • Audible • Goodreads
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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