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Kavanagh Legends #1
Sarah Robinson
Released Sept 29th, 2015


Perfect for fans of Katy Evans and Monica Murphy, Sarah Robinson’s blistering-hot series debut introduces the Kavanagh brothers—mixed martial arts fighters who work hard, play hard, and love with all their hearts.
As one of the big names at his family’s gym, Legends, MMA star Rory Kavanagh is used to being in the spotlight—until a gruesome leg injury knocks him out of the cage. Rory is left feeling sidelined in more ways than one, battling the inner demons that come with losing the one shot at his dreams. Then Clare walks into his life and gives him a new dream: winning her heart. There aren’t many new faces in Woodlawn these days, but this tough, beautiful stranger makes Rory want to get his life back into fighting shape.
Clare Ivers doesn’t think she’ll be able to tell anyone what really brought her to the close-knit Bronx neighborhood where she just started bartending. But her life’s on pause and her past is catching up fast, try as she might to move on—with new friends, steady work, and a chiseled alpha male trying to get her attention. Even though Rory’s more than a little intense, she can’t deny that her heart beats faster when he looks at her with those soulful silver eyes. Clare thought she was done with love, but Rory might just be man enough to show her she thought wrong.



Excerpt 4


I really appreciate it, but you don’t have to give it to me for free,” Clare’s brow furrowed as she took the membership card from the spunky redhead.


Oh, please, girl. I used to work busing tables at O’Leary’s Pub when I was in high school. Is Cian still in charge over there?” She smiled back as she continued putting Clare’s information into the gym’s computer system.


Yeah, he’s my supervisor.” Clare nodded at the woman, slightly mesmerized by how piercing and blue her eyes were in contrast to the bright red wavy hair that flowed down most of her back.


Then believe me, these self-defense classes can be written off as a work expense on next year’s taxes.” Both women snickered. Clare leaned against the counter, enjoying the interaction, since she hadn’t made any friends around her age in the three weeks she had lived here. Clare felt a pang of regret slice through her as she wished that an irritating boss was the only reason she needed self-defense classes.


I’m Casey Kavanagh, by the way.” The redhead reached out her hand to Clare, who accepted it happily.


Clare—well, I guess you already know that.” Clare pointed toward the driver’s license that Casey was still holding. Casey just smirked and waved her hand nonchalantly.


So—Kavanagh? You’re part of the family who owns this place?” Clare tried not to sound like she was prying, but she was curious. She’d heard that name all over town since she got here.


Yeah, my uncle owns it. Started it up back in the late seventies. It’s been remodeled lately, but we definitely still have the old-school reputation.”


Oh.” Clare nodded, not sure what that meant or what to say.


Here, you can have this back. I think I have everything in here now.” Casey handed her the license. “The thirty-day trial membership begins today, and then we can talk about different types of plans after you’ve had a chance to try out our various amenities and classes.”


Thanks. Do you think I could have a peek around? See where the locker rooms are and stuff like that?” Clare tucked her driver’s license back into her wallet along with the new membership card, then stuffed the wallet into the small brown purse that was slung over her shoulder.


Hell, yeah! Come on, let me give you a tour. Welcome—officially, this time—to Legends!” Casey popped out from around the back of the counter, motioning for her to follow.


Clare watched the bouncy, energetic woman in amusement as she followed her, feeling slightly overdressed in her knee-length red dress and thigh-high black boots, compared to Casey’s black yoga pants and neon-green long-sleeved tee.


Okay, so here are the locker rooms. Men over there, women right here.” Casey started to point toward various doors they passed as the hallway opened up into a large room with an open floor plan.


The entire far side of the room is pretty much for the fighters, not really anything but testosterone and ball sweat over there.” Casey slid her arm around Clare’s elbow to pull her along.


Clare giggled at Casey’s remarks and took in the view of dozens of men on weight-lifting machines, standing in front of weight benches, and in the rings. She had to agree, there was definitely a lot of testosterone in here.


But over here is where things are a bit less noisy.” Casey led Clare to a side hall that opened into several small classrooms. A few of the rooms were filled with people doing group exercises; Clare recognized a yoga class and a spinning class.


All the classrooms are walled in by windows, but the glass is so thick that you can’t hear all the noise from the rings.” Casey indicated an empty classroom that was at the back wall of the gym.


The door they entered through was set in a wall of all glass, just like the back wall of the room that gave them a view of the street. Clare strode toward the back wall, loving the openness and the view of pedestrians passing by.


Yeah, that’s my favorite part, too,” Casey said.


What, people watching?”


Of course! People are weird, which is fun,” Casey quipped, joining her at the window as they stood side by side.


See, there’s an example of weird right there.” Casey pointed at a behemoth of a man crouching on the sidewalk with a large dog next to him.


That’s my cousin, Rory, but he’s more like a brother. He works here sometimes, used to be a fighter but got hurt in the championships last year. Almost couldn’t walk again since his leg pretty much split in two. A year later, not only is he walking, but there he is crouched down, feeding a damn street dog.”


Clare watched more closely, and now she noticed the second dog. In front of both the man and the larger dog beside him was a smaller, frail-looking pup. It couldn’t be more than twenty pounds, although it seemed like it should be much bigger. The dog’s ribs were poking out of its side as Casey’s cousin slowly fed him a sandwich. He was careful to hold his hand out flat and she could see his lips moving from his profile, realizing he was probably coaxing the dog to accept the food.


I think that’s sweet. I was studying to be a vet before I moved here.” Clare’s voice was soft as she admired the man’s kindness toward the stray.


The man stood and stretched a bit, opening up the other half of a bagged sandwich and then settling himself on the curb by the thin dog, who seemed more trusting of him now. In his new position, Clare could see more of his face and she realized that it was the same burly yet handsome man she had flirted with at O’Leary’s last night.


Of course, that was before he had broken her boss’s nose.


She felt a stirring in her abdomen as she watched him, her mouth slightly parting. The brown pup cautiously took a few steps to him, then sat and placed his head in Rory’s lap. Clare felt a glow as her heart warmed at the sight.


I’m so not an animal person, but Rory would help a goddamn rat if he found one. That bigger dog there is his shadow, Ace. Barely ever see the two of them apart.” Casey stepped away from the window.


Clare hesitated, watching Rory and Ace for a moment longer, then pulled herself away to go follow her new friend. It had been a while since she had thought about her previous career aspirations, and a wave of sadness passed over her as she thought of the different trajectory of her life now. Maybe now that she was starting over, she could go back to school, she found herself hoping.



Rory meets Clare at the bar where she works. Her boss is kind of a jerk. So that night she sees Rory punch her boss. Then she meets him again at the family gym.

Clare wants to improve her life, as well as the quality of life. She listens to her new friend and signs up for a defense class. Rory is there training his little brother to fight.

Rory is a champion. A legend. He used to be the best in the nation. As an MMA fighter, he was hard to beat. Then about a year ago, he was given an injury that sidelined his plans. Now he is suffering to come back to the living and be present in the now.

Clare makes Rory want. He wants better for himself, and better for her. Can that better be them together? He has never felt for anyone what he feels for her. He wants her to see that she is different, so he takes his time. Walking and talking with her.

Clare has a past full of pain and problems. She has given up her hopes for the future, and her plans to be a veterinarian. Now, she is forging ahead on a new life. She has a new job, a new man, and plans to get back to school. Will her past derail all she is working so hard to attain?

Rory and Clare's banter is so good. I want to quote the whole book to you. Instead, I will highly recommend you read this beginning to the Kavanagh Legends series. Great start and good story.


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Kitty’s Book Spot! Guest Blog Post (Music):


Sometimes I feel like an absolute weirdo because I don’t use music in my books. I don’t listen to Spotify, and am actually uncertain of what it even is. Pandora is not my best friend, and my iTunes is used so rarely, it’s probably rusted over.


I’m not some anti-artistic monster though, because really it just comes down to time and focus. When I’m in my car and most others are rocking out to the radio, I’m usually listening to an audiobook because I have so little time to read that any moment I can steal is precious. Then when I’m writing, I need complete silence to be able to get it all out coherently. I’m so easily distracted and pulled out of my thoughts that music can tend to make me lose concentration, rather than aiding in my writing. So many authors use it to help them capture an emotional scene or moment in their novels, which is an amazing talent, but alas, I’m not one of them.


That being said, when I am in the mood for music, there’s no stopping me! Sometimes I’ll listen to the same song on repeat for hours- usually Taylor Swift or an oldies song. I’ll dance around my living room and serenade my dog until I’ve lost my voice. I’m an in the moment type of person, so it’s really about what I’m feeling right then and there.


Because of my natural impulsivity, that leaves the door open for using tons of music in my books in the future. BREAKING A LEGEND is a mixed martial arts romance, and so the topic of music doesn’t really come up. However, I also have a rockstar romance series published last year that has more emphasis on music because that’s what I was feeling at the time. Despite it’s musical flourish, I think you’ll love the heat and fiery connection between Rory and Clare in BREAKING A LEGEND, so go grab your copy today!


Maybe next year I’ll decide to write about a musical prodigy who only speaks in song lyrics! There’s no telling what might happen!


Sarah Robinson is the bestselling author of The Photographer Trilogy and the Sand & Clay rock star series. A native of Washington, D.C., Robinson has both her bachelor’s and master’s degrees in criminal psychology. She is married to a local police officer who is just as much of an animal rescue enthusiast as she is. Together, they own a zoo of rescue and foster animals.