Brawler by Scott Hildreth ~ Review

Brawler by Scott Hildreth ~ ReviewBRAWLER: Fighter Sports Romance by Scott Hildreth
Published by Eralde Publishing LLC on May 16, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 250
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All men suck! They lie, cheat, and break women's hearts. I'd all but given up on relationships when I met Ethan Harlow, a drop-dead gorgeous boxer at Kidd's Gym.
He was sexy, muscular, tattooed, and talented.
So, I decided to give boxing - and men - one last try.
My name is Jaz. I'm a boxer. This story is about my rise to fame, all the while doing the two things I enjoyed more than anything on earth.
Fucking and fighting.
Along the way, however, I found out a little about love.
Brawler is a STAND-ALONE, HEA, no cheating, no cliff hanger.


I’m starting to see a pattern with me lately. There are a lot of authors that I have heard of and have bought their books but haven’t read them yet. Good for the author support, bad for the bank account. 🙂 Scott Hildreth is one of those authors. So as far as this goes, he’s a new to me author because this is the first book I’ve read of his.

I was instantly excited to read this book when I read the blurb. A bad ass female fighter? Umm, yeah, sign me up for that! Add the fact that it seems like she’s absolutely against men right now and I’m sold. Now I’m thinking angry bad ass female fighter and I’m all over it. Then I get this in the prologue…

“This is my story. It’s about fighting, fucking and falling in love. In that order.”

OK, my mind is so fucking on board right now, it’s ridiculous.

Jaz didn’t exactly have the best childhood. Her only outlet was boxing but when tragedy strikes when she was sixteen, she stopped training the one thing that she loved. After a few years of escaping away from where she grew up, she has to use her boxing skills to protect herself. As fate would have it, someone in the current boxing world sees her and takes her under his wing.

I just loved Ripp, her new trainer. You can tell that he’s a hard ass with a hugh soft spot. He gives it to her straight and puts in the time that she needs. He immediately sees her talent and zeros in on that.

“Fear will get you hurt and arrogance will get you knocked the fuck out. But confidence? Confidence will keep you in the game.”

Ethan is a current boxer who trains at the same gym that Jaz is now part of. At first, you don’t really get to know much about Ethan. As soon as Jaz lays eyes on him, she feels a connection. Strictly sexual at the time but there’s something about him that she just can’t seem to stop thinking about.   So begins the chase. By Jaz.

I really liked Jaz. She’s not afraid to speak her mind. She’s strong, resilient and a true fighter. Emotionally and physically. She had the perfect mix of a strong alpha female lead but a little bit of that emotional need of being accepted and loved. She had just the right amount of vulnerability.

I went back and forth about Ethan. Sometimes he would seem like a strong male lead to me and then other times, I almost felt like he was meek. However, once he got on board with Jaz, he seemed to fall pretty quickly and said some of the sweetest things.

“You letting me part of your life satisfies me, Jaz. Completely. All the rest? Everything we do? The sex, the goofing around, the meals and the fighting? that makes each day with you seem like Christmas.”


Besides Jaz, the best part of this book was Kelsey. He’s another trainer in the gym and your typical old bitter man on the outside and a huge softy on the inside. He completely stole my heart and I loved every interaction he had with Jaz. Whether it was to yell at her, flip her off or show her just a little bit of his soft side. I also love the sense of family that we end up getting from all the characters.
Overall, I enjoyed this book and I look forward to reading more from Scott Hildreth. If you are looking for a strong female lead with a good head on her shoulders but ultimately needs a little love, this is your book!


I had decided I would tell Ethan what my concerns were, see what he thought, and make my decision on how to proceed with matters based on his responses. I didn’t expect him to commit to me, nor was a sure I wanted to commit to him, at least not yet.
As ridiculous as it sounded, I wanted confirmation that he intended to continue fucking me. I didn’t care what we chose to call our situation, I was concerned with more important things.
The most important thing.
“How long have we known each other?” I asked.
“A month. Give or take.”
“Things have changed between us here lately, and I want to discuss it.”
He looked worried. “Okay.”
“We’re fucking now.”
He returned an awkward stare. “Is that bad?”
“No,” I said. “It’s not bad, it’s just. I don’t want it to stop.”
Ethan wasn’t opposing me, but he sure wasn’t making me feel comfortable that he was vested in our conversation, either.
“I’ve got this fear that you’re going to walk away, and I’m going to be…”
It seemed strange telling him I was concerned that his big cock was going to ruin me from being able to be satisfied in the future. The longer I struggled with choosing the words to finish my sentence, the more ridiculous the entire conversation seemed.
I was mid-sentence into my explanation, and I wished I hadn’t even started our little cock talk.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
I appreciated the reassurance, but I wasn’t convinced. “Give me a second. I wasn’t done with my thought, and I need to think of how to say it.”
My brain was mush. I’d never been one for beating around the bush, and there was no sense in starting now.
“You’ve got a really nice cock,” I said.
He seemed embarrassed, but eventually he smiled. “Thanks.”
Really nice. And. Well. I was afraid that in a few weeks I’d be ruined, and then…you know…it’d be impossible to be satisfied in the future.”
There. I said it.
He stared back at me as if waiting for me to continue. I returned his stare, waiting for his response.

His brow wrinkled and his eyes narrowed. “I’m lost. You said a minute ago that you didn’t want to stop

doing it. Then, you said if we continued, you’d be ruined. Did I hurt you or something?”

“Hurt me?”
“Yeah.” He gestured toward my crotch. “Tear your junk up?”
My junk?
“No.” I chuckled. “You didn’t tear me up.”
He looked confused. “So what are we talking about?”

“I said I wanted some commitment from you that you weren’t going to just…I don’t know…walk away. You know, that you weren’t planning on hittin’ it and quitin’ it. Not that that’s never happened, because it has. But if it happens with you, I’d rather it happen now than after a while. I just don’t want to be left, you know, struggling to have orgasms later in life because I’m all hung up on thick cocks and I can’t find one after you’re gone. I know there aren’t any assurances in a deal like this, but I was wanting…I was hoping that you’d tell me that you

weren’t planning on…” I cleared my throat. “Are you going to fuck me again?”

His eyes went wide. “Wow.”
I scrunched my nose and glared. “What?”
“You are a girl.”
“What do you mean?”
“You fight like a man. You walk like a man. You talk like a man. Well, when you cuss, anyway. But that? Whatever that was? That was one hundred percent girl. It made no sense whatsoever.”
“Which part?”
“All of it.”
I had explained everything. For as polite and as attentive as he was, he was a complete man.
Never paying attention to what a woman says.




About Scott Hildreth

Born in San Diego California, Scott now calls Wichita, Kansas home. Residing in Kansas with his wife, Jessica, and six children, he somehow finds twelve hours a day to work on his writing. Addicted to riding his Harley-Davidson, tattoos, and drinking coffee, Scott can generally be found in a tattoo shop, on his Harley, or in a local coffee house when not writing. Scott is a hybrid author who both self-publishes and conventionally publishes. Look for a three book (mafia erotic romance) series releasing in 2016 through Harlequin Romance. Loyal to the fans, fan girls, and faithful followers who allowed him to make writing a full-time career, Scott communicates with his followers on Facebook almost daily. He encourages his readers to follow him on Facebook and Twitter.

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