Book Review: Pretend It’s Real, For Me by Whitney G.
Rating Scale: ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
“I’m not asking for much. I just want you to pretend it’s real, for me.”
Hold onto your heart, because “Pretend It’s Real, For Me” by the incredible Whitney G. is an absolute rollercoaster of emotions! This second-chance romance novel will have you swooning, laughing, and questioning everything in the most delightful way possible.
Travis, who is an alpha male with a cocky charm, will have you weak in the knees. As the MMA KING, he’s used to being tough, but there’s only one woman who holds his heart – Tatiana, his sister’s nemesis in the skating world. The voicemails he leaves defending his sister’s honor had me in stitches!
But when Travis and Tatiana finally come face to face, sparks fly like never before. Their sharp comebacks and undeniable chemistry create a love that is both passionate and hot!
Fast forward to the present, and Travis needs a fake fiancée and wife. Who does he have in mind? His past love interest – Tatiana!
“I’ve never wanted someone as much as I wanted you, And I never will.”
Prepare for a wild ride as Travis and Tatiana navigate their dysfunctional yet utterly captivating relationship. This book will have you rolling your eyes with steamy rendezvous that will leave you breathless. This book has it all! The banter between these two will have you smiling like a giant goofball! With a perfect balance of heat and heartwarming moments, “Pretend It’s Real, For Me” deserves not just one but five hearts! Whitney G.’s masterful storytelling will keep you hooked until the very last page.
Oh, my goodness! This extraordinary book will occupy a prominent and forever cherished place on my bookshelf. Its electric story will continuously beckon you to repeatedly immerse yourself in its pages.
The sheer brilliance of this book guarantees each read will be an enjoyable break for a couple of hours away from your daily routine! Prepare yourself for this remarkable book of love and shenanigans by Travis and Tatiana.
“As far as I’m concerned, your p@$$y has my signature on it, and no other man will ever f*@k you good enough to erase it…”
That’s the drunken message I should’ve left on my ex’s voicemail, but I was in desperate need of a favor, so I had to go with a different approach.
Let’s take two…
“Please leave your message at the sound of the beep!”
Tatiana, it’s currently four o’clock in the morning, and I can’t sleep because I’m drunk and wide-awake thinking about you.
How I was almost yours, and you were almost mine…
My life is currently in shambles, and my entire fighting career is hanging in the balance. So, I have to make some huge changes.
Since you still owe me that favor from years ago, I need to cash it in now.
I need you to pretend to be my fiancé for ninety days.
Just ninety days.
We don’t have to talk behind closed doors and we don’t have to try to be friends again. We don’t even have to kiss—even though I can guarantee no man has ever kissed you better…
I can promise that we won’t touch either. Although the last time we ran into each other, you looked like you wanted me all over again. (Don’t deny it.)
Anyway, I’m just cashing in that delayed “I.O.U.” that you swore would “never be too late to redeem.”
I’m not asking for much. I just want you to pretend it’s real, for me.