Overtake (An F1 Romance (Deluxe Limited Edition))
| Expected release date is Dec 1st 2026 |
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Product Details
Overview
Order now and receive the DELUXE LIMITED EDITION—featuring sprayed edges with stenciled artwork—while supplies last.
A sexy rivals-to-lovers, forced-proximity Formula One romance from the USA Today–bestselling author of the Blue Devils Hockey series.
Rome Pierce is Formula One’s golden boy—reckless, ruthless, and with an ego as polished as his race suit. Arrogance isn’t just a trait; it’s his personal trademark. As the daughter of Vanstone Racing’s chairman, I’ve spent my life loathing everything about him and his family. The rivalry between our teams runs deeper than lap times and podiums. It’s personal.
So when my father steps back for health reasons and hands me a front-line role, I don’t hesitate to prove to the world that I’m more than just the pretty Halston daughter in the paddock. I plan to beat Rome Pierce fair and square. Except the promotion comes with a catch I never saw coming: Rome Pierce isn’t driving for his father anymore; he’s driving for mine.
Now I’m the crew chief for the one man I swore I’d never work with, the rival who knows exactly how to get under my skin. Every race is a power struggle. Every briefing feels like a war. And somewhere between late nights in the garage and two-hundred-mile-an-hour battles on the circuit, the thin line between hatred and heat starts to blur.
I think Rome Pierce came here to overtake my team. I just never expected him to alter the course of my heart as well.
