My Thoughts
I fell head over heart for rocker Rusty. He's sweet and oh so sexy. And grounded. Did I mention sexy? He's just come off tour with his band and bumps into Alison who I absolutely adored. She has the best dialogue both inner and spoken. Made me laugh out loud many times. Almost as much as the band's banter. I love this group and want more of them. I really loved Rusty's story.
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About the Book
Touring as an opening act for a huge rock band and landing a
record contract means you’ve hit the big time, right?
Sadly, neither of those things gave Rusty Crawford, lead
guitarist of the band Black Addiction, worldwide fame and fortune. Which was a
shame because he had the lifestyle down to a fine art—without the clichéd stint
in rehab.
Even being back in the Bronx, paying his dues didn’t rattle
the charismatic axe man, ladies loved him and men wanted to be him. Fate would
just have to catch up. Seemed like fate had more than just a platinum album
planned for his future.
Alison Williams had the perfect life. Or at least she did
until her world came crashing down around her, in the most epic way.
With her future no longer a certainty she finds herself out
of her comfort zone and into unchartered territory—a place where Rusty Crawford
likes to spend most of his time.
Will the charming and ridiculously hot rock god help her
find her feet, or send her further down the rabbit hole? One thing was for
sure; both of them were in for the ride of their lives.
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Excerpt
“Hello, ladies.” His voice purred, sending vibrations
through my body.
It was him. My beautiful mystery man. The one who I’d seen
plenty but never spoken to. He was standing in front of me, smiling.
In hindsight, I shouldn’t have been so surprised. There
weren’t many bars in our little neighborhood where you didn’t need a Hep C shot
before you entered. This particular establishment promised an impressive beer
menu without the risk of a communicable disease, so it would stand to reason he
would know about it too.
“Hi.” Was all I was able to manage, convinced he was
probably talking to someone else. Perhaps he meant the Amazonian redhead who
was sitting to my left, openly staring—that would make a hell of a lot of more
sense. They could probably shoot joint commercials for teeth whitener and make
adorable, if not freakishly tall, children together.
“I couldn’t help but notice your friend stole your drink.
Ordinarily I’d overlook such thievery, but I’d hate for there to be a brawl in
my favorite bar. So in the interest of keeping the peace, I’d like to replace
it for you.” His voice smooth, as was his delivery. I had to remember to
breathe.
“She wasn’t going to drink it, but you can totally buy her
another drink,” Renee answered before I’d gotten the chance. Her smile widened
as she turned to face me and mouthed the words “he’s hot.” She needn’t have
bothered; his hotness was not something that needed to be confirmed.
“That’s okay, I’m good.” Thankfully words came out of my
mouth even if they sounded in no way intelligent.
“Well, glad to hear you’re good. Nice to meet you, my name
is Rusty.” He smiled as he moved in closer, his hand signaling the bartender.
“What were you drinking?”
In what I can only explain as temporary insanity—probably
from the shock of having the beautiful man talking to me—I blurted out, “I have
a boyfriend.”
I officially wanted to die.
While I did have a boyfriend, and hopefully in a few hours I
would be moving into his upscale apartment, there was no reason to announce it
so dramatically. Almost as if to prove that I hadn’t secretly fantasized about
him while in the shower every day this week—which I had. Sweat prickled at my
brow.
“Is that some code for you’re not thirsty?” Rusty’s lips
curved in amusement. While the words weren’t sexy, the humor in his voice was a
definite turn on, a hot button straight to my libido as he stood there grinning
at me.
“No, I-I just mean I can’t accept . . .” What was the word
again? “A drink from you.” Yes, that’s what I wanted to say. “Or . . . or
anyone else. N-not just you.” My mouth tried to regain some composure. It
really wasn’t doing a great job.
“Well, would you look at the time? I have a thing, wouldn’t
want to be late.” Renee tapped her naked wrist—her watch missing in action, as
was her tact. “Call me, Ali.” She gave me a hug and whispered, “If you don’t
screw this guy, you’re dead to me.” And just like that, she evaporated from the
room.
Awesome.
“Your friend always bail on you like that, Ali?” Rusty’s
voice curled seductively around my name as he smiled, moving to the barstool
Renee had vacated.
“It’s Alison.” Ali was just too personal, like him kissing
me on the mouth. I totally would not have been okay with that. Mostly.
About the Author
T Gephart is an indie author from Melbourne, Australia.
T's approach to life has been somewhat unconventional.
Rather than going to University, she jumped on a plane to Los Angeles, USA in
search of adventure. While this first trip left her somewhat underwhelmed and
largely depleted of funds it fueled her appetite for travel and life
experience.
With a rather eclectic resume, which reads more like the
fiction she writes than an actual employment history, T struggled to find her
niche in the world.
While on a subsequent trip the United States in 1999, T met
and married her husband. Their whirlwind courtship and interesting impromptu
convenience store wedding set the tone for their life together, which is
anything but ordinary. They have lived in Louisiana, Guam and Australia and
have traveled extensively throughout the US. T has two beautiful young children
and one four legged child, Woodley, the wonder dog.
An avid reader, T became increasingly frustrated by the lack
of strong female characters in the books she was reading. She wanted to read
about a woman she could identify with, someone strong, independent and
confident and who didn't lack femininity. Out of this need, she decided to pen
her first book, A Twist of Fate. T set herself the challenge to write something
that was interesting, compelling and yet easy enough to read that was still
enjoyable. Pulling from her own past "colorful" experiences and the
amazing personalities she has surrounded herself with, she had no shortage of
inspiration. With a strong slant on erotic fiction, her core characters are
empowered women who don't have to sacrifice their femininity. She enjoyed the
process so much that when it was over she couldn't let it go.
T loves to travel, laugh and surround herself with colorful
characters. This inevitably spills into her writing and makes for an
interesting journey - she is well and truly enjoying the ride!
Based on her life experiences, T has plenty of material for
her books and has a wealth of ideas to keep you all enthralled.
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