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Nancy’s Thoughts:
Formula Zero is a fun friends-to-lovers romance set in a future that has space travel, people living on parts of the solar system other than Earth, and high-speed racing on planets and in space. The characters are likeable, the romance is mostly handled well, and the worldbuilding is generally detailed and interesting.
I’m not a fan of Formula One racing, which appears to have inspired the racing aspects of this book, but the race scenes are interesting without delving so deeply into the process as to take over the story. The descriptions of the race courses, including obstacles and changes, are clever and intriguing.
Clarke races to win. Her ship isn’t in good shape, though, so her successes come despite her equipment and the lack of support from team management. The problem never get fixed. She shrugs it off and tries not to let it bother her. It does, however. Now designs for next year’s ships for the team are under discussion, and no one consults her. Things don’t look good for her future.
On top of that, her friendship with Julian is becoming increasingly strained. The attraction between them has always been strong, but they agreed to set it aside rather than have it offer a publicity distraction while they’re racing. Unfortunately, ignoring it is becoming increasingly difficult. My one problem with the way this is handled arose when Julian tentatively reached out, only to have Clarke lash out at him in a way that seemed immature. I was glad to see that this was an isolated reaction. From that point on, the relationship push-pull was both believable and sympathetic. The emotional tension was extremely well done.
Julian also wants to win, but he keeps an eye out for Clarke. He knows she isn’t getting the support she should, but even he doesn’t realize quite how bad her situation is. As the story progresses, he plays an important role in resolving her problem.
When Julian was just getting into racing, he lived with Clarke’s family. His own family lives on a colony near Jupiter, and traveling from there to Earth isn’t easy. Lanzen says navigating through the asteroid belt is what makes the trip so difficult. This reference stopped me because the asteroid belt is in the plane of the ecliptic. It isn’t a sphere encasing the inner worlds. A ship could chart a course over or under it, relative to the plane of the ecliptic, and not go through it There may be reasons not to do that, but those reasons aren’t shared with the reader.
The interaction between Clarke’s family and friends, including Julian, is lovely. The wider family grouping includes Julian’s mom when she can make it to Earth and the moms of a friend of Clarke and Julian who died in a race. The three started in racing together, so his memory is a silent presence with Clarke or Julian when they race.
I was puzzled that Clarke is the only main character consistently referred to by her last name. Julian is always Julian, not Casperi.
I enjoyed Formula Zero a lot even though it’s written in present tense, which is not my favorite. But I’m rating the book as four stars, not five, mostly because of the problems I had at the end. The worldbuilding, as I said, is generally good, but it falls down when it comes to the actual ships the characters race. They are never described. My mental image, which may be different from that of other readers, is based on a Formula One car with a rocket pack and an enclosed cockpit. At the end of the story, Clarke has to catch something important on the front of Julian’s ship. There’s nothing to stop it sliding off the front, which actually tips when the object’s weight lands on it. And if it’s no wider than a Formula One car, and has a smooth surface, how does anything not fall off immediately? I just did not believe that scene because I didn’t have an image of the ship that would make it believable.
In this scene, Clarke also breaks a bone in one foot operating the ship but has no trouble continuing to operate it. Nothing explained how she was able to do that. When a character suffers a broken bone, I expect difficulties to flow from that, but none did here. She later comments that her foot hurts, but she didn’t seem to notice than when applying pressure to it immediately after the injury. I liked the action and choreography, but these problems kept me from fully buying into it.
Overall, story is a lot of fun and moves at a good pace. The characters are well drawn and engaging. I recommend this book.
Nancy





Santa Says:
I really enjoyed The Final Score by Lana Ferguson. It is a real feel good story about two people who could not be more different from each other. This novel centers around two people at odds with each other and themselves. Jack is a super star hockey player who is brash and cocky. Abby's life has been nothing but chaotic between her manipulative father and the bursting pipes in her apartment.
Jack exudes self-confidence. To him, hockey is life. His world is defined by two things, love for his sister and the game. He takes both very seriously. However, an injury to his arm changes everything. It requires surgery and time away from the game. Impossible. They are close to winning the playoffs. Next stop is the Stanley Cup. Taking time off is out of the question. He’s tough. He can work through it. He wouldn’t want to disappoint the fans, especially the female ones. And without hockey, well, he’d rather not think about that at all.
Abby just wanted to be left alone as she navigated work, her work in graduate school and her new found half brother whose life her father threw her into. Her poor excuse for a father would not leave her alone. She wanted nothing to do with the man who thought that through her he could gain access to the lucrative Druids hockey team which his ex-wife happens to own! Add to this mess the fact that she must move out of her apartment while her landlord was fixing the water damage in her apartment. She didn’t want to impose on her newly married brother and his wife who also happens to be Jack’s sister. They are disgustingly happily married with a penchant for strong PDAs!
Jack, who continues to ignore the injury to his arm, invites Abby to use his spare bedroom for as long as she needs. Abby has more than enough on her plate! She has enough armor around her to ignore the cocky man! She reluctantly agrees to stay at Jack’s place. What is the worst that could happen? Plenty of close proximity lends itself to this slow burn romance where armor and a lot more falls away as two people in pain learn to lean on each other. Delicious especially as he falls first and Jack discovers there is a lot more to life than just hockey and Abby finds strength and confidence.
Add this book to your TBR list and be prepared to add Lana Ferguson to your favorite rom com authors. I give it five out of five stars. Enjoy!





ENTER THE NIGHTMARE EXCERPT
The thing you had to remember about the Hotel of Dreams
was that the nightmares were real.
I ought to know, Alice thought. This was the second time she had checked in.
The first occasion had been her wedding night. The following morning, she had
awakened in the locked ward of a hospital for the criminally insane and been
informed that she had murdered her husband.
The amenities and the service had not improved. Tonight she was hiding in the
bathroom of Room 205, a flamer in one hand, a sleeked-out, poised-to-attack
dust bunny crouched at her feet, and a dead man in the shower behind her.
She watched through the crack in the partially open door as a figure in a
medical mask crept toward the bed.
She had only herself to blame. She had not simply reached for the bait that had
been dangled in front of her-she had lunged for it. In doing so, she had
violated Core Principle Number One of the Ballantine Method for Achieving the
Harmonic Life: Do not mistake impulse for true intuition.
She stayed very still in the deep shadows and tried to will away the shivers.
Shivering was not good, because she was clutching a flamer. It was set to stun,
but she had only rezzed it a couple of times and her aim was still problematic
due to lack of practice. Setting the bed on fire by accident would not be
helpful.
She did not like having to resort to the weapon-it went against all her
training-but she had learned the hard way that a woman alone in the world had
to take personal security into her own hands. It was either the flamer or the
dark side of her talent.
There were significant reasons not to go full-rez with her psychic senses for
the purpose of self-defense. The results of using the negative side of her
talent could be unpredictable. She did not want to take the risk of sending a
potential informant into a waking coma. It would make it difficult or even
impossible to get the answers she desperately needed. Besides, she hated having
to brush up against someone else's dreamlight for even the few seconds it took
to unlock the nightmares. She had enough bad dreams of her own.
And then there was the inconvenience of having to spend who knew how many hours
in the demanding mental and physical practices needed to restore her inner
harmonic balance. She did not have the time to spare. She was too busy trying
to survive. Priorities.
The shivering was caused by adrenaline, not panic, she decided, opting for
positive self-talk. She had been doing a lot of positive self-talk in the past
ten months. But what if returning to the opening scene of her own personal
nightmare was causing her to lose control? What if she was hallucinating?
Undergoing a psychic break? Maybe she was imagining the dead man in the shower
and the figure stalking toward the bed.
Sebastian pressed against her lower leg and looked up at her, all four eyes-the
baby blues and the amber pair he used for hunting-wide open. It was as if he
knew she was questioning what they were both seeing in the other room.
She wasn't imagining things. The dust bunny was ready to roll in hot. Now that
he was not fluffed up and looking like a large wad of dryer lint, you could see
all six paws and his sharp little teeth. He had even left his beloved
sunglasses on the floor of the bathroom in preparation for battle. As far as he
was concerned, the danger was real. That was good enough for her. Reassured,
she tightened her grip on the flamer.
The masked figure reached the bed and looked down at the bundled shape beneath
the quilt. In a horrifyingly swift, efficient motion, he yanked back the
covers. He raised his other hand in preparation for plunging a small weapon of
some kind into what he assumed was a sleeping woman.
Moonlight sparked briefly on the syringe. At least it wasn't a knife. Maybe
murder wasn't the goal. Of course, you could kill a person quite easily with
the injection of a lethal drug. Nevertheless, it was starting to look like
someone wanted to abduct her-not kill her-again.
She jerked open the bathroom door, clutched the flamer in
both hands, and tried for a firm, authoritative voice. Attitude was crucial in
situations like this. She could not let the incipient panic show.
"Stop or I'll fire," she said.
Excerpted from Enter the Nightmare by
Jayne Castle Copyright © 2026 by Jayne Castle. Excerpted by permission of
Berkley. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or
reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.















When Max Kellogg unexpectedly inherits the Milwaukee Mayhem after the death of the man who refused to acknowledge him, the league expects the brash Hollywood nepo baby to crash and burn. Not wanting to give them—or his late father—the satisfaction of being right, Max steps into the spotlight—rewriting contracts, rebuilding the roster, and signing the most electrifying teenage talent professional hockey has ever seen.
Eighteen-year-old phenom Parker Dern is a virtuoso on the ice—and a tabloid sensation off it. The only person who can steady him is his fiercely devoted older sister, Olivia Dern. When Olivia suddenly finds herself unemployed and on the brink of losing the stability she’s fought so hard to build, Max makes her an offer she can’t refuse: travel with the team. Keep her brother focused. Be his handler. Shield him from the glare of the spotlight.
It’s supposed to be temporary. Strictly professional.
Until late-night flights, luxury hotel rooms, and private skating sessions begin to blur the lines.
Making his late father pay for a lifetime of neglect has always been Max’s driving obsession. But when Olivia walks into his carefully calculated world, revenge is no longer the only thing on his mind. And for the first time, Max must decide if payback is worth losing the one person who makes him want something more…
PJ's Thoughts:
Hockey. Family. Romance. Tracy Solheim beautifully blends the three in this second book of her Milwaukee Mayhem series. These characters quickly drew me into their lives and held my attention right up until the end. There's intrigue, steam, villainous family members, surprise revelations, character growth, and a hard-won happy ending.
If you're looking for multi-layered contemporary romance with messy family relationships, characters who feel like real people, high emotional stakes, a few surprises, and a heartfelt happy ending, all set within the world of professional sports, an arena this author knows well, pick up a copy of Dirty Little Secret and prepare to be swept away.
Do you enjoy sports romance? If so, all sports or just particular ones?
Have you read any books by Tracy Solheim yet? (She's also written romantic suspense and straight contemporary romance).








