Series: Bleeding Stars #1
Published by Self-Published on February 23rd 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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He wanted nothing at all…
Until he found she had everything to give…
Sunder lead singer and guitarist Sebastian Stone has everything—fans, fame, and fortune. He also has a heart full of bitterness and a reputation for a short-fused temper. But an outward reputation rarely reveals the true man inside. Facing assault charges after trying to protect his younger brother, Sebastian is sent to Savannah, Georgia to lie low until the dust settles in L.A.
Shea Bentley is beautiful, kind, and hiding from the very lifestyle Sebastian has always embraced.
When the mysterious, tattooed stranger begins hanging out at the bar where she works, Shea is quick to recognize he is nothing but trouble, but she’s helpless to the way her body lights up every time his intense gray eyes tangle with hers.
They both soon find themselves drowning in a sea of desire and passion that won’t let them up for air.
Sebastian knows firsthand secrets never die, and he’s not the only one who’s hiding them.
Loving someone always comes with a price. But will it be Shea’s past that costs them everything?
Reviewed by Joanne
*I received an E-ARC in exchange for review*
This is a really hard review to write, and it’s going to be a short one. The reason for this is that although I enjoyed reading this book, it didn’t wow me. And I don’t mean that in a bad way. It wasn’t a bad book, not at all, but it was just a regular read for me. It didn’t stand out as spectacular, it didn’t give me the feels, but it also wasn’t a book that I thought ‘meh’ about. It’s hard to put into words. I think maybe I’ve been spoilt in the past with Ms Jackson’s writing. Her books have always pulled me in from the very beginning, and the emotion in her stories has enveloped me completely, but with this story I just didn’t get that. Now, I am also a strong believer that a book can relate to different readers in different ways, and it can also depend on the mood of the reader at that time. At another point in time I could perceive the book differently, but I have to call it as I see it now.
So what did I like? I liked the two main characters, in fact I loved them. They were both carrying a lot of weight on their shoulders and had resigned themselves to a life on their own, with no significant other to share it with. They believed they had too much baggage to carry, and they didn’t want to drag anyone else into their lives. They were drawn to each other, probably because they had so much in common but didn’t even realise it. I liked the background characters too, especially Shea’s uncle Charlie, and the other Sunder band members. I loved how the guys all looked out for each other and had Sebastian’s back all the way.
Shea and Sebastian (aka Baz) are both holding secrets and this lead to one of my gripes. As the book is told from the point of view of both characters, we know that they have secrets, but there are only hints at what they are hiding. There is a pivotal part of the book where Shea discovers something about Baz and she is devastated and feels betrayed, yet I thought that was very hypocritical of her given that she has been hiding something from him!
I guessed pretty early on in the book what Shea’s secret was, so when it was revealed it wasn’t a huge shock to me, however the way it came out was, and I did not expect it to end that way! I am interested to see what happens next, and what’s in store for Baz and Shea. I think they both have issues that need resolving before they can move on, but as this is the first book in a trilogy there is plenty of time for that.
I dug in my bag for my keys and slipped the front-door key into the lock, turned the knob, and cracked open the door.
“Goodnight, Baz.” I turned away and went to cross the threshold.
I felt him move before I felt the blazing heat of his hand on my neck, beneath my hair, his thumb at my jaw to force me to look back at him.
Indecision swam through his eyes, voice rough. “You’re beautiful, Shea. Need you to know that.”
Slowly, I shifted, turning to face him, his right hand gliding around to the side of my neck in the same second his left came up to the other side. Holding me. Thumbs ran along the contour of my jaw, strong fingers at my nape tipping back my head.
I felt like I would drown under the intensity of him—my body coming alive—a rapid-fire of sensation licking through my body with the simple touch.
I stopped breathing when he slowly leaned in. His mouth brushed over mine in a feather-light caress.
Once. Twice. Three times.
As if he were curious to see what it might feel like.
Like he’d gotten the answer, he gripped my face. There was little movement, just the dizzying sweetness of his lips as they pressed earnestly against my mouth. Baz inhaled, breathing the moment in. I grabbed his wrists to hold him closer as my knees went weak, the man again having the power to evoke the most foolish kind of reaction from me.
He fed from it, I could tell, the way every inch of him hardened and a rumble of pleasure vibrated from his chest.
Spinning us, he pushed me up against the wall. My back hit it with a thud, and his hands were in my hair, yanking me forward in the same second his mouth closed fiercely over mine.
He was no longer gentle, and he swept his tongue along the rim of my bottom lip, teasing at the corner, nipped me once before his tongue slipped inside.
It was an all-out assault.