mardi 25 septembre 2018

Release Blitz: C'est le jour J pour Strong, une novella dans l'univers Stage Dive , de Kylie Scott


Quand la fille de vos rêves est en fait votre pire cauchemar

En tant que chef de la sécurité des Stage Dive, un des plus groupes de rock au monde, Sam Knowles a des tas d'expériences quand il s'agit de gérer les soucis. Mais la peste pourrie gâtée de Martha Nicholson pourrait être la pire chose qu'il puisse rencontrer. La belle fouteuse de troubles prétend avoir changé mais Sam sait qu'il vaut mieux réfléchir que se laisser guider par ce qu'il a dans le pantalon . Malheureusement, ce n'est pas facile de faire entendre raison à son coeur.

Martha a des vues sur le bodyguard bien monté depuis des années. Calme et prudent , il n'est pas même pas son type de mec. Alors pourquoi ne parvient elle pas à se l'enlever de la tête? Elle est plus que cette fille qui fait la fête en Louboutin. Peut être est il temps de le laisser entrer dans sa vie et de gérer les choses qui se passent entre eux .



      “I don’t believe this,” I bitched. “My Valentino boots are actually sticking to the floor. That’s how gross this place is.” Lizzy just smiled. “Told you to dress casual.” “I am.” The smile widened. “Jeans and a tee is casual.” “A tee? It’s velvet, Martha.” She held a bottle of beer up to her lips, taking a sip. “I said we were going to a dive bar. You have only yourself to blame for the fashion faux pas.” “But velvet is in!” “Would you two quit talking? I’m trying to listen,” said my brother, Ben. The big hairy idiot was slouched back in his chair, bopping his head in time to the music. Lizzy shuffled closer all conspiratorial-like. “I know why you’re all dressed up.” I said nothing. There was nothing to be said. Next her gaze went to the man standing at the end of the bar across from us. No, no, I would not turn my head. I would not fall prey to her bullshit. After all, I’d managed to successfully avoid him for the forty-eight or so hours since my not so triumphant surprise return to the West Coast. Even with us both being in the same house. A very big sprawling house, but still. On the other hand, it should probably be mentioned that he looked awfully good tonight in jeans and a white T-shirt with a leather jacket. Samuel Rhodes, otherwise known as Sam. Not a pretty man with his harsh features and bull-like neck, but something about him appealed to me. As always, his head was shaved and his body was built and my idiot fingers itched to explore. Okay. So I guess at some point I must have turned my head. And shit, he caught me looking. The corner of his lips rose just a little, just enough to mess with me, before he returned to doing his job by casually surveying the packed room. My heart did not speed up due to anything done by him. Clearly, I hadn’t totally caught my breath from when we’d walked in half an hour ago or something. That was all. Interesting to note, he did none of the checking me out typical of a heterosexual male who might have been into me. In fact, he didn’t really give me any signals at all. Ever.  


Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013 & 2014, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet. You can learn more about Kylie from FACEBOOK | FACEBOOK FAN GROUP | TWITTER | INSTAGRAM | GOODREADS

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