Danae âDaniâ Espinoza is on the run and desperate to escape the demons of her past. Plans to hide out in a sleepy Los Angeles suburb turn into a pipe dream as she is drawn into the secret filled world of the local motorcycle club. Dani soon learns that her secrets and lies are nothing compared to those kept behind the clubhouse doors. Trying to avoid the suspicious Vice President, she must keep a low profile in order to survive. The trouble is he has other ideas.
Can an angel with blood-covered wings and the devil himself resist temptation or will they risk bringing hellfire down on everything that they love?
Cold. All I can feel is a deep chill blanketing my body. My eyes open to complete darkness as a voice calls to me. Its muffled tones send shivers down my spine with every garbled word. A sense of familiarity floats around me as its words become clearer.
âRun, Dani,â it pleas from beyond the black veil shrouding the room. âEscape while you can,â it continues. Panic courses through my veins. Where in the hell am I? Why canât I see anything? The pleas go unanswered as my voice fails to render sound.
âHelp!â I scream internally, âPlease, fucking help me!â
The voiceâs call fades with each word. âYou need to get the hell out of here, Dani. You need to move. Find a wall and escape,â I coach to myself. A cold chill of air sweeps into the darkness encompassing me as I try to feel the place around me. My fingers plunge into a dense, sticky liquid as I crawl forward causing my body to slide with each movement. A hard surface is finally inching its way under my fingers.
Crawling upwards, I splay my hands against the cool wall. âYouâre on your feet, Dani. The hardest part is over now. Time to find a door or a light switch, something to get us out of here,â my internal coach continues.
Keeping close to the wall, I finally find a switch. Flicking it upwards, the light shines brilliantly. As my eyes adjust to the light, my hands come into my vision. A scream barrels out of my throat when I see the sticky, red blood covering my hands and clothes. My heart races as I frantically wipe the blood away. Blood begins to pool at my feet, inching toward me. Rushing away from the blood, I fall backward into a solid, but warm obstacle. Before I can turn around, hands grasp my arms as a personâs hot breath trails down my neck.
âHello, Dani,â a different voice whispers in my ear. âWelcome to Hell. Youâre mine now,â the voice crackles as my body is pulled into black oblivion.
Avelyn Paige is a born and raised Indiana girl. She may be a Hoosier by birth, but sheâs a Boilermaker by choice! Avelyn lives in rural Indiana with her pastor husband, 2 spoiled cats, and one very odd looking dog. Sheâs an oncology research scientist by day and a writer and book review blogger by night. She enjoys reading anything she can get her hands, baking, and spending time with her friends and family.
Never intending to ever write her own book, the idea behind the Damaged series came to her on a drive to work early one morning thinking about her father whoâd recently passed away. His strength during his cancer and rare blood disease battle inspired Avelyn to do something sheâs never thought about before. Sheâs excited to see where this wild ride takes her.
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Sunday, June 13, 2010
“When you wake up, you should probably go ahead and ask me to marry you,” I whispered in the dark to a man who—quite literally—owned my heart. Fair and square. There was a nightlight on in my bathroom down the hall, but other than that it was completely dark and quiet. When I’d woken up, from thoughts I still wouldn’t allow myself to think about—when I had the choice—I was sweaty, in a warm bed with Casey. Except, not in the way I would prefer to be.
Over the past week I’d been in a haze from the strong painkillers, and I was still sleeping at the weirdest times even though they’d all but worn off by then. However groggy, and regardless of the hour, every time I woke up, he was there ready to talk. Ready to make me laugh. Bring me something to drink. Feed me to the point of nausea.
He seemed calm, which I was thankful for in that moment. Relaxed and peaceful. He
needed rest, and I felt obligated to leave him alone, so he could catch up on the sleep I knew I’d deprived him of. He had to be exhausted. He was always awake when I was.
So I lay there absorbing him and reflected. My heart rate slowed from the dream as I let my mind wander around our new reality.
I’d been home for a few days. It was Sunday—I think.
Days blended together. I measured time by what television shows were on and what he was trying to feed me. Breakfast. The Today Show. Lunch. He was watching a cooking show. Dinner. The news. If it weren’t for those minor clues, and the light from the sun and moon filtering in from outside, I’d have no clue what time it was at all.
It was dark out when he carried me to bed. My bed? Our bed? There was so much that wasn’t clear. So much that needed discussing. Defined. Lines needed to be drawn. Sad as it was, I was still nervous that it could get worse before better. Would Grant cause more trouble? Would I have to go through a trial? I wanted to sever myself from the past, not continue living in it. My mind traveled into dark corners, so I focused my thoughts on him.
The beautiful man beside me. His physical appearance and the word ‘beautiful’ were exclusive. It was everything about him. His kindness. Passion. He loved me unconditionally. Goodness oozed from him and coated everything it touched. Including me.
I needed him forever.
M. Mabie lives in Illinois with her husband. She writes unconventional love stories and tries to embody "real-life romance."
She cares about politics, but will not discuss them in public. She uses the same fork at every meal, watches Wayne's World while cleaning, and lets her dog sleep on her head. She has always been a writer. In fact, she was born with a pen in her hand, which almost never happens. Almost.
M. Mabie usually doesn't speak in third-person. She promises.
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by Regan Ure
Publication Date: October 10, 2015
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The good girl falls for the bad boy. But what if there is more to Sin Carter than a bad attitude, tattoos and piercings? And what if there is more to Taylor Price than the fact she has always followed the rules and done what she was told? Their pasts haunt them. Sin is trying to break free from his dark past while Taylor lives each day trying to forget about the horrors that marred her childhood. When they meet, their physical attraction is undeniable. One night is not enough for either of them.
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Meet ReganRegan discovered the joy of writing at the tender age of twelve. Her first two novels were teen fiction romance. She then got sidetracked into the world of computer programming and travelled extensively visiting twenty-seven countries. A few years ago after her son’s birth she stayed home and took another trip into the world of writing. After writing nine stories on Wattpad, winning an award and becoming a featured writer the next step was to publish her stories. She lives in South Africa with her two children and husband, who is currently doing his masters. If she isn’t writing her next novel you will find her reading soppy romance novels, shopping like an adrenaline junkie or watching too much television.
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Title: Trigger (Pericolo #2.5) - *Can be read as standalone*
Author: Kirsty-Anne Still
Release Date: Sept 18, 2015
I used to watch her through the lights. I watched as her body turned and twisted as she morphed into my siren.
I wanted her—I craved every ounce of Ryleigh Turner. But I knew once I had her, all I would do was corrupt every inch of her pretty little soul.
Valentinos aren't made for tales of love. We star in the horror stories you fear.
We're the monsters that make you scared to ever hope again.
It's time that she realises that.
He's watched me for months, given me every reason to allow my curiosity to start killing me slowly.
He makes the world melt away; he makes me want to throw all my inhibitions away and greet him personally. But every time the music ends and the lights lift, he vanishes, crushing my hopes.
Until one day, a moment of chance happens.
How does a man like Dante Valentino cope with a woman as messed up as me?
I let him have every inch of my tainted soul.
Not all love stories have a beautiful start.
Some just need a perfect trigger.
**This is a dark romance with intense scenes of murder and sex. There is coarse language used throughout. Not for the faint hearted.
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Brand New Sky Heidi Hutchinson (Double Blind Study Series #6) Publication date: September 17th 2015 Genres: Contemporary,
When the dark clouds gather, find a patch of blue sky.
And chase it into tomorrow.
Sway Schaeffer had always known music was going to be a part of his life. It wasn't until he picked up an electric bass in high school that he thought he might actually have fun with it. Raised by classical musicians with the expectation to follow in their footsteps, Sway had gotten used to not caring what other people thought of his choices.
He had made it a habit early on in his career to find the bright side to every situation, even when others—including his fellow bandmates—disagreed with his methods. Or misinterpreted them entirely.
Ryan Zacherson is a moderately successful romance writer. She enjoys her quiet life and does not enjoy surprises. She's tense, suspicious, and completely thrown off by the rock star that has happened to move in next door. She's not looking for an adventure. Or a fling. Or anything really. But she keeps finding herself drawn further and further into the whirlwind that is Sway's life.
For the first time ever, she feels like she can be herself... and be loved for it.
When life interrupts, and reality checks back in, will what they have built together be solid enough to survive the hurricane that is part of the Double Blind Study world? Or will they be torn apart by simple doubt, drama, and pride?
Brand New Sky is the sixth and final in a series of standalone novels following the lives and loves of Double Blind Study. Rated PG13
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Lenny Evans felt like her life was suffocating her. She would do just about anything to change that, which is how she ended up taking a job that landed her on tour with the biggest rock band in the world.
The plan was simple: get a job, get out of town, don’t get attached. But Lenny has never met anyone like the members of Double Blind Study and they easily adopt her into their makeshift family. Now, Lenny finds herself caring far too deeply for these tattooed misfits, daily bringing them closer and closer to revealing Lenny’s true past and everything she’s running from.
Sometimes crashing headlong into the unknown isn’t the worst thing.
WARNING: contains foul-mouthed rock stars, irritating exes, loud music, an overworked tour manager and random shenanigans.
He was as wild and unpredictable as a prairie storm.
She was trying to pretend like he wasn’t everything she ever wanted.
How long can a storm be in stasis before lightning strikes?
Double Blind Study is taking charge of their future. Coming off of one of the most successful tours to date, they start their own label and decide to get back to what they love the most: the music. But relearning how to be responsible adults can be a long road.
Blake Diedrich has been running from himself his whole life. Being in a band with his very best friends has helped to keep him on the move during that time. But then Blake’s past joins the tour and he’s forced to think about all the choices he’s made to get him where his is today.
Lucy Newton, raised by her widowed rock star father, has a talent beyond measure. But she’s placed her hopes on the back burner, putting family first. An opportunity arises that allows her to chase her dream but there’s a catch: Blake Diedrich, the man who broke her heart too many times to count is part of the package.
Pride is a destructive foe and Forgiveness is hard to accomplish. Friendship is powerful and Love is unpredictable. Every journey has a purpose, will Blake and Lucy come out stronger for it on the other side? Or will it destroy what’s left of their shattered hearts?
Warning: contains foul-mouthed rock stars, surprise appearances from exes, heart wrenching revelations and of course, fantastically loud music.
No matter how solid something seems, if enough pressure is applied, hearts and lives will shift.
Shane Brookings, passionate surfer and accomplished athlete, was not a rock star, as much as he tried to represent himself as one throughout most of his adulthood. Mostly, Shane had always been kind of a jackass. A talented jackass, but still. So it really came as no surprise to him that the only two women he had seen a future with, chose actual rock stars to hitch themselves to.
Feeling cold and hollow, he returned to California to focus on growing his brand. Determined to now stay serious about his life choices, he never anticipated Greta O’Neil’s blatant shove into his life.
Greta O’Neil, avid artist, surfer chick, and baby sister to a rock star, had a life that was anything but boring. Having a knack for pulling sad men out of their funk, she sets her talents on Shane Brookings. She has no intention of breaking her rules, which include getting too close, letting him in, and accidentally falling for the guy.
But Shane is not like her other projects. Not only is he built like a Greek god, he’s hardworking, passionate, clever and heroic. (Not that he believes any of those things about himself.) The rules she has so firmly set down to protect herself, are more than shaken up with Shane’s every push into her life.
Even as they both compromise to make room in their hearts for the other, outside forces put pressure on their burgeoning relationship. Shane’s dream is put into jeopardy, ex-lovers surface at the worst moments, and their own faults threaten to violently tear them apart.
Mike Osborn woke up in a hospital in Germany three years ago. He was breathing. They had saved him.
Double Blind Study has been through every rock and roll cliché ever contrived. When their drummer nearly dies from a drug overdose, everything changes. Life is important again. Living is important again.
No one knows that better than Mike. So why does he feel like even though he’s breathing and he’s happy, his heart isn’t beating the way it should be? Maybe it never did.
When Mike meets Clarke Matthews for the first time, he knows he should stay away from her. He knows too much about her and what she’s been through. But for the first time, his heart has found another with a rhythm that matches his own. Every beat explodes a beam of light to illuminate his darkness.
Mike’s been living life raw, unplugged. He’s close to a reckoning. When it all comes apart, and he’s faced with every mistake he’s ever made, will the darkness win out? Or will the steady drum of a healthy pulse finally pull him into the light for good?
You can never have too much music… or mayonnaise.
It’s sort of been Harrison O’Neil’s credo for the better part of his life. At least since he first discovered his love for playing the guitar and developed a taste for gourmet sandwiches. He couldn’t pinpoint which one happened first, and it didn’t matter to him. Food and music have always been equally important.
If there’s one thing Zelda Fitzpatrick is good at, it’s fandom. She can out-nerd the nerdiest, her devotion knows no bounds. Her love is true, her motives pure. Oh, and she’s also a talented freelance photographer, newly hired to go on the road with her favorite band, Double Blind Study. All she has to do is not ruin this opportunity with her plethora of Tolkien references (which are in abundance), or the fan girl inside who has a mind of her own.
And she definitely shouldn’t fall madly in love with lead guitarist, Harrison O’Neil… who is taken. Unfortunately.
Zelda is more than the band’s new photographer. She loves Star Trek, Doctor Who, and making gourmet sandwiches. This puts Harrison O’Neil in the very awkward position of loving Zelda’s sandwiches—with their perfect ingredients, and impeccable construction, and their ability to make his heart happy without even trying—and being in a relationship with another woman… who thinks he should cut out eating sandwiches entirely.
Which one will win out, his heart or his stomach? Is there a difference?
This story is an ode to a fan girl. Because, male or female, we all have one inside of us. And sometimes, on the rarest and most wonderful of occasions, the fan girl’s dream gets displayed in all of its beauty.
The Double Blind Study series continues. Each book in the series focuses on one band member at a time and they can all be read on their own. If this book were a movie, it would be rated PG-13.
< img class="size-medium wp-image-1378 alignleft" src="https://britishbookwormblog.files.wordpress.com/2014/08/heidihutchinson_authorpic.jpg?w= 201" alt="HeidiHutchinson_AuthorPic" width="201" height="300" />Heidi Hutchinson was born in South Dakota and raised the exact right distance away from the Black Hills. She had an overactive imagination very early on, and wasted no time in getting most of her friends in trouble due to her unrealistic and completely ridiculous ideas. Seeing as she was so lazy and also afraid people would think she was bonkers, she didn't write down any of the story lines that played out in her daydreams.During her high school years, she took pen to paper and filled more notebooks than she is proud of with angsty, depressing, self-deprecating poetry. This led to her writing down more things: notes, ideas, character bios, plot twists that had no plot yet to twist. After years of cleaning up her own scraps of imagination with nothing solid to hold on to, she sat down and wrote the story that had been in her head the longest. Fueled by coffee and her unwavering and perfectly normal devotion to Dave Grohl, she discovered a writer living inside of her. She still lives in the Midwest, though not as close to the Black Hills as she would prefer, with her alarmingly handsome husband and their fearless child. They eat more pizza than God intended and she listens to her music the same way she lives: loudly.