My name is Hunter
Jordan, lead singer of Hammered and no, I didn't name my cock Manaconda.
Rolling Stone did.
On the front cover of their damn magazine.
I still haven't lived it down. And now our record label wants to maximize the frenzy.
So, I have a brand new PR person – Kennedy McManus.
And she's making me insane.
I don't know whether to ignore her, yell at her, or push her up against the wall and kiss her smart mouth shut.
BEYOND OBLIVION – A Rockstar Romance full of sexy fun set within the world of our Lost in Oblivion series! You never know who you'll see show up in the books.
**** Warning: book does end on a cliffhanger ****
Book 1
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Rolling Stone did.
On the front cover of their damn magazine.
I still haven't lived it down. And now our record label wants to maximize the frenzy.
So, I have a brand new PR person – Kennedy McManus.
And she's making me insane.
I don't know whether to ignore her, yell at her, or push her up against the wall and kiss her smart mouth shut.
BEYOND OBLIVION – A Rockstar Romance full of sexy fun set within the world of our Lost in Oblivion series! You never know who you'll see show up in the books.
**** Warning: book does end on a cliffhanger ****
Book 1
Buy Links
Amazon US ~ Amazon UK ~ Amazon Au ~ Amazon Ca
B&N ~ iTunes ~ Kobo
“Maybe we should go back.”
I shook my head. “Maybe we can sneak around. Seems like there wouldn’t be any fans back here.”
“Famous last words,” she muttered.
I strode out, gravel crunching under my boots.
“You know, I’m not a huge fan of this dragging me around like a child.”
I turned back to her, dragging her into my body. “Nothing child-like about you, Kenny.” I bent down to her, our noses touching. “I just want a little alone time with you.”
A loud engine started up.
“There’s an elevator back there.” She pointed with her thumb. “I bet we could do a lot of things in your room, my room—whatever.” She rose on her toes until our lips were a breath apart. “You can give that whole seven thing a go.” She dragged her nail over my bottom lip. “I don’t believe you’ll make it to seven, but I’m willing to let you try.”
“I—”
“Oh, my God, that’s Hunter!”
The hiss of hydraulics and stomp of many feet did not bode well.
I closed my eyes. “Shit.”
“What?”
“Please don’t be what I think it is.”
“What?”
A trio of people in black shirts with our new album on the front were standing in front of a huge bus. “Can you run in those things?”
She looked affronted. “I can do anything in heels.”
“I hope so.”
A woman in her twenties pointed our way. “Is that him?” she shrieked.
“Fan club.”
“What?”
“This is where the fan club bus is parked.”
“They should be at dinner. Why aren’t they at dinner?” Kenny asked with rising panic. “Guess it’s over.” I sprinted to the door we’d just come out of. “Son of a bitch.” I twisted the handle but nothing. “It must have locked after us.”
She slapped the keypad. “Ya think?”
“Not helping.” I darted a look past the bus, along with the line of at least seventy people lined up to board. Definitely couldn’t go that way.
“They’ll eat you alive.”
“No kidding.”
Three women broke off from the crowd and headed our way. As soon as they did, twenty more followed. I dragged Kenny with me to the front of the bus and around the side. The bus driver looked down at us and shook his head.
No help there.
The people that had boarded the bus were pointing at us as we ran to the other end. I shot by another line of cars and zig-zagged around another bus and saw a familiar logo. “Thank God.”
“Where did he go?” Came shouts that were way too close.
“Where are we going?” she hissed.
“My bus.”
“Your bus?”
I dragged her behind me as I ducked behind a black truck we used for our equipment. It has been a stripped down stage, but we still had a lot of instruments between Keys’s pianos, the entire percussion set up that Wyatt used, all the guitars, amps, and digital network we used—we needed a truck no matter what.
“New plan.” I unlatched the back of the rig and lifted the rolling door. “Get in.”
“Are you freaking kidding me?”
I stared down at her. “Does it look like I’m kidding?”
She groaned. “I can’t get up there.”
I lifted her until her knee was on the base of the truck ledge. She scrambled in as the scraping of heels and running feet got closer.
“Move it, Kenny.”
Her skirt rode up as she dragged herself inside. I threw her a soft whistle. She turned back to me with murder in her eyes. I squashed down a laugh, rolling in after her, tugging the door down behind me with a bang.
“I hate you.”
I just smiled into the dark.
Ruthie – ☆☆☆☆
How can one resist a book with such a title? This is the first in a series – and I am relieved that the next one is due out very soon!
A fun storyline, with some very amusing moments, as well as a liberal dose of clichés. We get the story from both points of view, and they are certainly in need of a chat with each other, not just the reader. We get to meet a lot of characters, but enough detail is given of the key ones that we are lured into wanting their stories too. I can see great opportunities for the series as a whole, as well as for Hunter and Kenn(ed)y in particular. With a title like that they have a lot to play with after all!
It is easy reading, and I am definitely engaged enough that I need the next installment to keep the story going – so I hope it will be along very soon Ms. Elliott and Ms. Quinn.
Kris – ☆☆☆☆☆
Well, I really had no idea what to think about this book. New authors for me and the name of the book is just a crack up!! But a rock star with a large...um, you know...how could I say no?
Manaconda really surprised me, I absolutely enjoyed myself! Jordan is a rock star and finally made the cover of Rolling Stone magazine. Only the Rolling Stone cover spread has put him into the lime light for nothing to do with the music, highlighting instead, his quite large appendage. The attention the picture brings from the media and the fans is something that should be capitalized on, even if Jordan would rather not flaunt his "manaconda" and be known for his singing and guitar playing. In comes Kennedy, she's a PR expert and she's here to keep the momentum of the "exposure" going strong. Thinking she's walking into the typical arrogant rock star, Jordan turns out to be actually sweet and romantic and interesting! Of course Kennedy makes him feel something the groupies haven't in a long time. While it's a classic "rock star meets woman he wants more than anything" book, it's very refreshingly written and quite a fun read. The characters are interesting, complex and engaging. One of those books that I had trouble putting down to make dinner. It does leave us on a bit of a cliff hanger but sure had me wanting more! I'd love to read the rest of the story and can’t wait for next book!
Lee’Anne – ☆☆☆
3.5 stars review
This was a fun read but I was really disappointed in the cliffhanger ending. I was pleasantly surprised with the book itself though, for some reason I was expecting it to be a bit corny because of the funny title but it’s really not!
Hunter is a badass rockstar who has gotten the nickname “manaconda” after an unfortunate picture of him comes out in Rolling Stone. Hunter is upset that that’s all that anyone wants to talk about when he wishes that they’d go back to respecting him for his musical talents. His manager decides to help remake his image by hiring a PR rep, Kennedy.
Kennedy is a badass PR rep that is known for her talent of turning crazy famous folks’ images around. She’s made a name for herself in the business and wouldn’t usually do anything to hurt that, but upon first laying eyes on Hunter the attraction is immediate and within minutes of meeting the two are caught by the press with lips locked. To help his image, Hunter and Kennedy wind up pretending to date and things heat up from there when their fake relationship becomes more to both of them.
I really enjoyed that the story is told in dual points of view so we’re able to see it from both sides. It’s fast paced and will keep you flipping the pages, I was just really disappointed that it felt like we were heading for an HEA and then bam. Cliffhanger. I look forward to seeing where the author goes from here.
USA Today Bestselling duo, Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott, have been having a ton of fun with rock stars, but they also love a good MMA fighter story, oh and a suited guy. Can’t forget the suited guys. Getting these two authors together always includes some sweet & snarky moments, a lot of angst, and unlimited heat.
Oh, and let's not forget the jaw dropping moments. They really love those.
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