Blog Tour – Review of Fighting for Control (Against the Cage #3) by Melynda Price

Fighting For Control

His Clover


Genre: Contemporary Romance, Sports Romance (MMA), Military Romance

Book Length (Est.): 418 Pages

Book Description/Synopsis:  

For Nikko “the Bull” Del Toro, an ex-marine turned MMA fighter, only two things quiet the demons raging inside him—facing an opponent in the cage…and the memory of his hottest one-night stand. But when his PTSD resurfaces, causing him to lose control at a CFA press party, it’s his career that may be KO’d.

Dr. Violet Summers is stunned to discover her newest patient is the man who rocked her world—and put her heart in a clinch after her nasty divorce. She’s determined to delve deep into the darkness that haunts him and to keep all further encounters strictly professional.

Nikko doesn’t want a shrink. What he needs is Violet. With the memory of their passion blazing between them, it’s only a matter of time before they give in to desire. Can Violet help save this surly fighter from his own personal nightmare? Or will he forfeit his career and his last chance at love?


YAY – Double Review!



Mindy’s Review: 

*I received an ARC of this book free from Loving the Book and Montlake Romance via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review*

Nikko “the  Bull” Del Torro is an ex-marine turned MMA fighter. His career is in jeopardy as he suffers from PTSD and looses control at CFA press party. The only that keeps his demons quiet is fighting. Losing his career could mean losing himself.  The only thing that can save his career is spending some time with a doctor.

Violet Summers just went through a nasty divorce. All she can think about is the one time she let loose on her flight to Las Vegas to start her new life. Being  a physiatrist she understands  how the mind works in funny ways. Her ex husband will not leave her alone but the one thing that stops her dead in her tracks is her new patent that walks into her office.

Nikko is just as stunned as Violet when he walks into his mandatory meeting with the psych doctor. They have both been thinking about each other ever since that day in the airplane. Violet wanting to keep this a professional and Nikko wanting to lick her from head to toe.

Violet wants to do her job and help Nikko with his temper and nightmares but she has to get to the bottom of what happened to him. Turning to her ex husband for help turns out to be a very bad move.

This is the first book in the series that I have read. This was such a fun read for me. Even though Nikko is suffering from PTSD he still has a sense of humor that just kept me laughing. Oh and his daughter, greatness!

My Favorite Moment: I loved the entire book!

Mindy 5 Heart


Jennifer’s Review: 

*I received an ARC of this book free from Loving the Book and Montlake Romance via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review*

Nikko is ex-military turned MMA fighter. He doesn’t fight for the fame or the girls, he has his own personal reasons. It’s those personal reasons that have him facing a suspension and land him in therapy. A therapy that returns his Clover. And his sweetness. Dang this man can melt a heart.

Violet’s world got turned upside down and she ran away, but she’d better off in Vegas. She has her practice and a great best friend/receptionist…oh and a sexy new client that she met the day she moved to Vegas. One in which her fantasies had hoped to meet again, just not as a patient. It’s hard trying to remain professional and ethical when you know exactly what you want.

“Closing the short distance, Nikko pressed his mouth against hers. Ho-ly hell, if he was hoping to prove that his memories of her kiss were nothing more than overinflated imaginations, then that plan was an epic fail.”

I absolutely loved this book! Nikko and Violet’s first meeting starts off with one hell of a bang and every interaction after that is full of surprises. You never know if she’s going to kiss him, smack him, or throw his sexy ass out. Their chemistry is completely off the charts.

Fighting for Control is exactly that, two strong-willed people fighting for control. Their pain will make your chest ache, their passion will make your heart race, and this story will leave you both satisfied and wanting more.

My Favorite Laughable Moment: When Nikko and Kill are discussing Nikko’s sexuality. I think I laughed so hard I cried.

Jenn 5 Heart

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Violet could feel her cheeks heating. Her heart rioted in her chest, fight or flight flooding her veins. Right now, all she wanted to do was run out of here and go home where she could put on her fuzzy slippers and drown her embarrassment in a bottle of wine while watching reruns of Gilmore Girls.

Nikko’s eyes never left hers, waiting for her answer. Oh, what the hell, her pride and self-respect was already shot to shit. Why not give him the truth? Let him know how ridiculous it was for them to be here together. Maybe then he’d see it for himself, and whatever this thing was between them would disappear. It’d be quick, not so painless, but she’d get over it. She’d dealt with far worse disappointments in her life.

“It’s just that if you knew the real me, you wouldn’t like me, Nikko. I’m quiet, safe, predictable and . . . well . . . boring. I always pay my parking tickets, I never use expired coupons, and my biggest pet peeve is when people don’t put their shopping carts away. Why are you laughing at me? I’m being serious, here. You and I, we’re like complete opposites.”

“I’m not laughing at you.”

He really was.

“I just didn’t realize that expiration dates were that important to you.”

“Well, they are,” she quipped defensively.

“I can see that. I hate it when people don’t put their shopping carts away, too. Pisses me off when they bash into my car. It’s just rude.”

A bubble of laughter broke from her throat. It was like a release valve for her tension, and possibly his, too, because his smile broadened. It was the second time he’d done that since she’d gotten here, and he’d better quit because it was doing funny things to her feminine places.

“As for the parking tickets, I have a stash in my glove box, and I don’t use coupons, so . . .” He shrugged. “One out of three’s not so bad. I’m not scared off yet. What else you got?” He arched his brow, giving her a flirtatious grin.

She never made the conscious decision to sit back down. Her knees just sort of went weak at the sight of him grinning at her. When her bottom touched the chair, he released the corner of the envelope. “Well . . . let’s see. I hate large crowds, keep to myself, and I never get drunk.”

“Large crowds make me irritable, I prefer to be alone, and I try not to get drunk because bad things happen when I do.”

“Is that how you got in trouble with the CFA?”

“Yep. Large crowd”—he held up one finger like it was strike one—“too much whiskey.” Second finger—strike two. “Equals you and me for the next six weeks, baby.” Up went his third finger—strike three.

In her attempt to prove to him how wrong they were for each other, he was proving to her how right they just might be. Or was he telling her what he thought she wanted to hear? “I don’t buy it,” she challenged. “An MMA fighter who doesn’t love the attention, the parties, the women?”

He leaned back in his chair, stretching out in a lazy sprawl. “That’s not my thing.”

“Then what exactly is ‘your thing’?”

“Uh-uh . . . We’re not here so you can get into my head. You were explaining to me why we’re incompatible, and I’m explaining to you why you’re wrong. And while we’re on that subject, I’d like to point out one glaringly obvious reason.”

“Oh, yeah? And what’s that?”

“The sex is incredible. And you can deny it all you want, Clover, but that was all you.”

Her breath seized in her lungs, her response frozen on her tongue. She couldn’t decide whether to be flattered or offended. It pleased her more than it should to discover he thought the sex was as amazing as she had. Especially when she only had one other person to compare it to, while he probably had dozens.

“I thought you said that wasn’t why you asked me here.”

“It’s not. I’m just countering your argument. Oh, and you should also know that I like puppies, stargazing, and moonlit strolls on the beach.” His top lip twitched, barely suppressing his grin.

She gasped in mock outrage and reached across the table, cuffing his shoulder. “You’re teasing me,” she accused.

He chuckled, a low and throaty sound that heated the blood in her veins. “Maybe a little bit. That stuff is for chicks. But my point is, would you like me any more if it was true?”

She thought about it a moment and shook her head.

“Well, I don’t like you any less for your reasons. Now if you tell me you don’t want to see me because I’m a fucked-up mess, then that I understand, and I can accept it. I’m not saying I’m any good for you, Clover, I’m just saying that as much as I’ve tried, I can’t stop thinking about you. I don’t want to like you, but I do. So if you’re trying to scare me off, you’re going to

have to try harder than shopping carts and paid parking tickets.”

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