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FEVER: A Ballroom Romance (Infectious Rhythm #1) by TONYA PLANK



Rory’s once promising ballet career was destroyed by family tragedy and illness. She turned her life around and became a lawyer. Now at the start of her legal career, she lacks passion in her work and self-confidence in her abilities. But when she meets gorgeous, mysterious Russian ballroom dancer, Sasha, at a firm holiday party, her passions for life and dance are immediately rekindled. 

Since leaving his Siberian family as a child, Sasha’s life ambition has been to be world ballroom champion, a path he was destined for until his former partner pulled the plug on their partnership. She went on to win the world title, leaving him, without a partner equal in ability, forever in second place. The instant he lays eyes on Rory, he recognizes the depth of her passion and talent, and falls hard for her in more ways than one.

But she also reminds him of great pain from his past. He must not only overcome his own demons but convince her to leave her demanding law career, and all that she has worked for in her adult life, to train with him full-time in order for their partnership – both on and off the dance floor – to work. 

This is part one in a continuing three-book series. 



5 feverish STARS!!

Impressive. Very impressive! This was my first Tonya Plank novel and I was really blown away at this author’s ability to bring so much to life!! Truth? I despise cliffhangers. But every once in a while, a series comes along with all the right ingredients. Just the right mixture to reel me in. And, my book friends, this is one of them!!

“I first saw him at The Beverly Hilton. Witness him, is more like it.”

I’m a huge fan of dance – all dance! I love doing it, while no one’s watching. I love watching it – from the raw and gritty rehearsals, to the magical perfection of show night! Dance makes people feel! I’ve read many dance-centered romances. In all honesty, I’ve loved them all. But this author was able to pull in every detail of watching, of studio work, of competition night. Making it fell like I’m there. Living it, breathing it. It was stunning!

Rory faces many… hardships in this book. At first I saw her as a timid, mousey type. But I soon realized, she just unhappy. Her boss makes her job stressful, practically thrusting her into the bear den with no survival gear. Her boyfriend is an absolute coward – you’ll read why! And although she thinks she’s long since beaten an illness, it begins slowly to rear it’s nasty head. But when Rory sees Sasha dancing for the first time, small thoughts of her passion for dance come trickling back in. It was as I was watching a flower in need of watering come back to life. It was stunning. 

“But, I loved dance. I loved dance… I wanted to dance again for myself.”

There are few words from Sasha in this book. Most during Rory’s private lessons and most correcting her form. Much of Sasha comes from Rory’s thoughts and friends of/about him. She’s completely mesmerized from the first meeting. The way he moves, and how he moves make her feel. And to put it out like that somehow seems trite, because he is definitely a main character! He floods her thoughts. She can always ‘feel’ him near. He even stars in most of the studio gossip. Sasha seemed quiet, almost brooding at times. He appeared, almost, unapproachable at times. But as the story progressed, he became more. I felt the real greatness in Sasha’s character was unspoken. 

“I couldn’t get his gaze out if my mind, the way he’d searched my face. What on earth was he looking for?”

I’ll never think of Peggy Lee’s “Fever” without thinking of this book!! I really enjoyed this book and actually had a book planned in between book #1 and #2, but I’m jumping right in!! I have to know what happens next!!


“Part of me wanted to whip him around, throw myself to the floor, and pull him down on top of me.”

“Just feel my lead, my body,” he continued. “Don’t think, just feel.”

“As soon as my gaze connected with his, he slowly lifted his left hand and noting with his pointer finger toward me, in a classic sexy come-hither call…”


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