Arc Review: Sacked by Jen Frederik

descriptionWhat he wants he gets... 

Knox Masters is a quarterback's worst nightmare. Warrior. Champion. Knox knows what he wants--and he gets it. All American Football player? Check. NFL pros scouting him? Check. Now, he's set his sight on two things. The national title. And Ellie Campbell. Sure, she's the sister of his fellow teammate, but that's not going to stop him. Especially not when he’s convinced Ellie is the one.

...but he's never met her before.

But Ellie isn't as sure. She's trying to start a new life and she's not interested in a relationship...with anyone. Beside it's not just her cardinal rule of never dating her brother's teammates that keeps her away, but Ellie has a dark secret that would jeopardize everything Knox is pursuing.

Knox has no intention of losing. Ellie has no intention of giving in.


My rating: 4 of 5 stars


I know I can't judge a book by his cover but holy smokes this one called me right away. And let me tell you the story is as sweet as that's guy's abs


When I started reading Sacked I wasn't sure I was in the mood for a college sports book but the story has grown on me fast.

There's one element that almost made me roll my eyes and I want to talk about it immediately so we are done and over with: The insta-love.
I know it's a huge problem for most readers but please reconsider and keep reading.
Jen Frederick made an incredible job, IMO, to make it so natural, so believable that at the end it won't bug you that much.

“We didn’t fall for each other. We fell into each other, and now we’re carrying each other forward into our perfect future. I can’t wait to spend every tomorrow with you.”

Knox is not interested in girls. His only goal is winning the championship with his teammates. Girls are no distraction for him, he is not a manwhore... he is a virgin.

That was a shocking revelation for me. I've never read a book where the male character was a virgin at 21. And it was really refreshing.
The author gives us an insight on why he decides to wait and it was perfectly natural to him.

What's even better is that when he sees Ellie he doesn't change his mind all of a sudden. He is willing to wait and make things right.

"I could be the first one to have his tongue between my legs. I could be the first to watch his eyes roll back in his head as I swallow him as deeply as possible. I could be the first one to take him inside my body. Being the first is more potent a drug than I’d realized."

Knox is a charming character. Even if he's well known for what he represents, Ellie made him feel as himself when she is around. And that's the type of relation he is looking for.
No questions are made to how much he wants Ellie to be a part of his life.


"When you meet the girl who’ll be sitting on the front porch holding your hand when you’re eighty, you don’t let a thing like cool dismissive looks, big brothers, or fucking rules stand in your way"

Ellie, on her side, doesn't want anything to do with a football player. Her brother is one and she doesn't want to interfere if something bad happens. Moreover she already had that kind of situation and it didn't end well.
The relation between Ellie and Know never seems too rushed despite the "love at first sight". They both learn who they are, what they want and how to really love each other.

Sacked was also very funny. I had a grin on my face for the most part.
The story is also a little angsty. From 70 % until 95 %, I was on my toes. I knew this book was the kind with an HEA but I didn't know how it will turn out. Despite the fact that to me it was a bit too rushed, the end was just perfect for Knox and Ellie.

“You don’t need to say anything, baby. I can hear your heart.”


I lock my legs to keep from falling over and pull out the biggest barrel I have. “Masters, there are things about me that if you knew you wouldn’t want to spend another minute in my presence.” 

He considers my words, the silence taking on a heaviness and part of me already aches for what I could have if I was just any other girl at Western. “Have you killed anyone?” he finally asks. I can feel his eyes assessing me and I keep my gaze averted afraid of what 

I’ll see in his moss green gaze.


“Have you slept with my brother?”

“What?” I can’t prevent myself from gawking at Masters, who’s smiling as he asks the question. “No! God, I’ve never even met him!”

“Are you catfishing poor athletes from Auburn? Wait, don’t answer that because I don’t think I’d find that objectionable. Oh, I have it—” He snaps his fingers. 

“This isn’t a joke, Masters.” 

He tucks a stray piece of hair behind my ear. “Until you tell me what it is, it’s not a reason to be apart either.”

I suck in my lower lip to prevent throwing myself at him and telling him to take me. 

“Why?” I ask helplessly.
“Because I like you.”

He grips me by the chin and lays down gentlest, sweetest kiss. In that kiss he tells me everything. That he wants me. That he’s willing to take it slow. That he’s not giving up. 

He kisses me as if this is the only thing he wants to do for the next ten hours.

His lips barely move but I can feel everything in me surge toward him. The short wedges 

I shoved on this morning suddenly feel precarious. I grip his shoulders to steady myself and then find myself rising up on my tiptoes to press deeper against him. He hauls me flush against him until I can no longer touch the floor.

His one hand palms nearly my entire back while the other angles my head for better access. He may be a virgin, but the guy knows how to kiss. His tongue is finding places inside my mouth that I didn’t even know would feel good. 

All the pent up desire that has been boiling in me for days comes pouring out of me. I attack him with my next kiss, biting his lower lip, sucking on his tongue. Against my belly I can feel the hard ridge of his erection. 

“God,” I breathe as he abandons my mouth to trace the line of my jaw with his lips. He growls in response and pushes me back against the bookcases but I don’t even mind that the shelves are biting into my back. I just want more.

And he gives it to me. We cling to each other, feeding off of each other’s seemingly endless need until I hear a gasp and then a muted giggle. And those two faint sounds somehow manage to break through the haze of lust and bring with it the realization that 

I am in a very public place. I wriggle against him and he sets me down reluctantly. 

“We’re in the bookstore,” I say in a scandalized voice. 

“You’ve never kissed a guy in the bookstore before?” He grins, the wicked mischievous one I’m beginning to associate with something tremendously naughty. “There’s a first time for everything.”

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