August 8, 2017

Review: Blue Balls by RC Boldt


Truth: A painful condition caused by a prolonged state of sexual arousal without release.
Myth: Only affects males.


I’m beyond frustrated with the man who’s left me high and very far from dry. Multiple times. But, somehow, even though I’m not interested in a relationship, Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome keeps me coming back for more—one crazy, sexual debacle after the next.

Come hell or high water, the stars will align, and the release will be out of this world.

I’m captivated with the woman who’s left me sixty-nine shades of blue, and she's only in this for one thing. The first time, I blew it—and not in the good way—but I’m going to ensure we finally see it through. I need to put an end to this “plague” of sexual calamities and prove to Sarah that we can have more.

It's time to grab the universe by the balls and show it who's boss. 

 Review by April

ARC provided for an honest review

4.5 'Panty Drowning!' Stars.

With quirky, fun covers and one of a kind titles that are out grab your attention, RC Boldt quickly became detected by my book-nerd radar! A little Clam Jam here, a few Blue Balls there, yeah, you know you're in for a good time and more than a few laughs along the way! I adore RC Boldts' refreshing take on rom-com, you have to experience it first hand,  it truly is a unique literary roller coaster ride of uncontrollable laughter from start to finish. Strap in baby, those balls are about to become a few shades of blue!

From vagina monologues to witty banter and unbelievably intelligent chocolate wrappers, this book serves up some of the best internal banter that I've ever come across, crass, hilarious and just downright honest and realistic... normal people stuff but in a book and funny. Just because it is.

'At the sight of the blue flowers inside, the confusion lining her features is clear. Because these particular flowers aren't anything to write home about in the least. In fact, they're pretty plain.
Leaning in, I say softly, "They're globularia corifolia. Or more relatably called..." I pause, waiting for her eyes to lock onto mine to finish.'
"Blue Balls."

Now, I'm not going to lie. This book almost gave me a case of blue balls because of Sarah and Jack's Blue Balls. I mean, SERIOUSLY!! Just when I thought they'd finally be able to seal the mo-fo'in' deal... uhhh, nah, bro. Not today!  Like a serious case of -you lose- 'please play again'. BUT! At least with aaaaaaaaaaaaaaall THAT! They get to play over and over and OVER, time and time again! Oh YESSSS! Jack and Sarah definitely "got it goin' on" and play they will. *wink*

Denial ain't just a river in Egypt. A little baggage to work though gives the story that bit of meaty angst we all love and crave. With roles reversed, it's fun to watch this play out throughout the story while we all chase the Happily Ever After together.

Blue Balls is hands down one of the best romantic comedies that I've ever read! It has everything that I love, realistic characters who ooze -the- sizzle & swoon factor, laugh til you almost puke wit and banter, a magnetic pull and angst ridden push, loads of sexy times and just an over all entertaining read that you don't want to end.

'Jack doesn't taste sweet and indulgent like my chocolate. He tastes like something far more decadent, far more delicious, and far more addicting. Jack tastes like love.'

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