Official Blurb Thing
(clearly an industry term, folks)
Game of Love is set in the high-stakes world of professional tennis where fortune and fame can be decided by a single point. Gemma Lennon has spent nearly all of her 21 years focused on one thing: Winning a Grand Slam. After a disastrous and very public scandal and subsequent loss at the Australian Open, Gemma is now laser-focused on winning the French Open. Nothing and no one will derail her shot at winning – until a heated chance encounter with brilliant and sexy Andre Reyes threatens to throw her off her game.
Breaking her own rules, Gemma begins a whirlwind romance with Andre who shows her that love and a life off the court might be the real prize. With him, she learns to trust and love…at precisely the worst time in her career. The pressure from her home country, fans, and even the Prime Minister to be the first British woman to win in nearly four decades weighs heavily. As Wimbledon begins, fabricated and sensationalized news about them spreads, fueling the paparazzi, and hurting her performance. Now, she must reconsider everything, because in the high-stakes game of love, anyone can be the enemy within…even lovers and even friends.
In the Game of Love, winner takes all.
In March, you might have seen the cover reveal for Game of Love by Ara Grigorian.
What you might not have seen is that, for a week or so after the reveal, I had my nose planted in an advanced reader copy of the book. Once I started, the story was too good to put down. The tennis matches made my heart race a little, but the love story made it race a lot. In fact, here’s my official Goodreads review:
I don’t care for tennis.
This book made me want to watch Wimbledon. No, strike that.
This book made me want to play in Wimbledon, win a grand slam, and run away to the beaches of Spain after.
A hundred and one obstacles stand between Gemma, Andre, and their happily ever after. Ara Grigorian makes them fight for their love, and by the last pages, it’s a war well won. Overall, a lovely story that will make your heart pound just enough and leave you with an overwhelming case of the happy sighs. Also, you’ll probably want to eat a spoonful (or two) of Nutella.
Highly recommend. (Both the book and the Nutella.)
*I’m probably supposed to say I received a free copy of the book to write an honest review. I did. It’s awesome regardless.*
Interested in winning something almost as awesome as Game of Love? How about an autographed Game of Love t-shirt? And what if the autograph is from international tennis star Victoria Azarenka?
I thought so.
(Another thing you might not have seen, me teasing Ara about how his book is full of balls. Because maturity. Obviously.)
Armenian by heritage, born in Iran, lived in Barcelona, and escaped New York until he found his home in Los Angeles, Ara’s first eleven years were both busy and confusing. The fruit salad of languages would slow down his genetically encoded need to tell stories. Until then, an alter ego would be required…
He received an engineering degree from California State University Northridge and earned his MBA from the University of Southern California. Today, he is a technology executive in the entertainment industry. True to the Hollywood life, Ara wrote for a children’s television pilot that could have made him rich (but didn’t) and nearly sold a video game to a major publisher (who closed shop days later).
But something was amiss until his wife read him the riot act. “Will you stop talking about wanting to be a writer and just do it?” So with her support (and mandate), and their two boys serving as his muse, he wrote stories.
Fascinated by the human species, Ara writes about choices, relationships, and second chances. Always a sucker for a hopeful ending, he writes contemporary romance stories. He is an alumnus of both the Santa Barbara Writers Conference and Southern California Writers’ Conference (where he also serves as a workshop leader). Ara is an active member of the Romance Writers of America and its Los Angeles chapter.
Ara is represented by Stacey Donaghy.