Hate to Love You by Tijan ~ Blog Tour with Review & Excerpt!

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Hate to Love You by Tijan
ASIN: B07564FK8K
on August 28, 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 400
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Rule #1: No hot guys.

It might sound ridiculous. I get it. It kind of is, but college was supposed to be my sanctuary. It was my place to start over. The rumors, the whispers, and the jealousy I endured through high school would all be gone.

No one would know me at college.

Rule #2: No drama.

I’d major in pre-law. I’d make a few loyal friends. Everything would be easy breezy. No one was going to use me or hurt me. I wouldn’t let them.

Rule #3: New year. New place. New me.



And all because of Shay Coleman.

Football captain and quarterback, he was the big guy on campus. The cocky guy in my political science class with a smirk. I hated him on sight . . .

. . . and he was about to break all my rules.




I was almost grinning from delight as I shoved open the back door. If I hit him, hey, all was fair in the war we were fighting of who could piss each other off the best.

It didn’t.

He was leaning against the wall, the back of his head resting on the brick, and he looked over to smirk at me. “I want to see your room.”

I thrust my hand out. “I’ll take those notes.”

That smirk just widened. He patted his bag and pushed off from the wall. “They’re in my email. I need to get on a computer.” He patted my arm and moved past me, heading inside. “I can use yours.”

“Hey!” I followed him in.

He was looking up the stairs. “Sabrina said you were on the fourth floor. You saw my place. I want to see yours. It’s only fair.”

He wasn’t waiting for my go-ahead. He was already up and rounding second floor to third. He’d be at my floor before I could get there. “Stop! I am not okay with this.”

He was at the third-floor door. He glanced down with that same goddamn smirk. “Better tell me which room or I’m going to hang out in the hallway.”

“Why are you always smirking? Is it permanently attached to your face?”

“What room, Clarke?” He was at my hallway door.

Fucking hell. I gritted my teeth. “Wait. Just wait. My door automatically locks.”

He’d opened the door but let it shut. Waiting as I covered the last set of stairs, I refused to let him see me panting. I stood there, purposely holding my breath until he narrowed his eyes and cocked his head to the side. “Breathe, Clarke. You’re going to pass out.”

I almost burped out the small pocket of air I’d been holding. “I hate you so much.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He waved that off. “We get it. Eternal damnation in hell, the whole shebang. Whatever.” He nodded to the door. “Stop stalling. I want to see your room.”

I was picturing pitchforks and fire. Maybe that was the burning smell he mentioned. It was hell, and all the fire in there. I yanked the door, glaring as I did. “Was this Sabrina’s idea?”

“Nope. All mine.” He was right behind me. I could feel his breathing. “She refused to tell me your room number, said I had to call.”

My eyes widened at the thought of him coming up by himself, strolling down the hallway, and then knocking on my door. Good Lordy gracious. Too many would’ve seen him at my door. I would’ve been the talk of the dorm.

I shuddered, unlocked, and entered my room.




I really enjoy stories that are bit of a slow burn where one fights hard not to fall in love with the other but it’s inevitable. This is exactly Kennedy and Shay’s story in Hate to Love You. As soon as I read the blurb, I knew I wanted to see what was going to happy with Kennedy’s love life.

Kennedy is one feisty woman and I had so much fun with her. The banter between her and Shay when she was fighting him off is exactly why I love stories like these. Shay comes off cocky, which only pushes Kennedy to fight harder. It certainly has that enemies to lovers feel, although it was clear that Shay never really had any intention of being Kennedy’s enemy.

Many people will swoon for Shay. Yes, he’s the Quarterback for the University and the #1 man around campus. With that comes women and all the attention you’d ever want. It’s easy to think that he would be so full of himself and selfish. But deep down, Shay is just an overall sweet guy that will make you swoon.

I will admit that for the first half of the book, I kind of went in and out with my feelings. At times I was glued to the pages and then there were times that I felt like there was some fluff that lost my attention. However, overall enemies to lovers story between the two of them always kept my attention and I absolutely loved their slow burn. I only mention this because if anyone else feels this way while reading, I want to encourage them to keep going.

Overall, I enjoyed this book and had fun with it. If you are look for some serious sass, swoon worthy guy and a bit of angst thrown in with some serious issues that need to be tackled, then this is the book for you.

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About Tijan

Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.

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