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Its Live : Stone By Mandi Beck (Review Included)
13:27Come get Wrecked with Stone and Willow in this second chance Rock Star Romance! Stoned is NOW LIVE! Amazon US: ht...
Come get Wrecked with Stone and Willow in this second chance
Rock Star Romance!
Stoned is NOW LIVE!
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Synopsis :
“A rock star with no rhythm is a man with no soul.” – Stone Lockhart
As the lead singer of one of the hottest bands to hit the rock scene, fucks are free,
drugs come easy, and music is life.
For as long as Stone can remember, Willow has been his music – the notes that
weave his soul together.
His rhythm.
Until he threw her away.
All he has left is a handful of pills and a few lines of powder to make him forget
her.
And he tries, over and over.
Clean and ready to make things right, he’s faced with the fact that Willow’s moved
on. She’s not the same girl he cast aside. Willow’s a woman sure about her purpose
in life. Sure about who she’s meant to love.
Stone may be lost without his rhythm, but Willow has found so much more.
Excerpt :
Willow isn't a performer. She’s too honest and pure for that. She plays and
sings with her heart. If she’s mad, she sings angry shit. Happy, she smiles
throughout the whole damn song making you smile too. But I know the moment I
hear the chords of “Over,” this set she’s working on is all me. She can’t see me in
the corner here, but she sings for me nonetheless, and I feel every fucking word.
Every last note as she pours her heart out. This is a Willow that was always
reserved for me. She never wanted to be in the spotlight. We begged her to be in
the band and not just help write the music, but she said no, over and over. But
when it was just her and I, this was the Birdie I got. We would play for each other
for hours, late into the night, sometimes it would lead to us fucking, and other
times it was because we had just finished, our bodies sated, but our souls still full
of passion and adrenaline. A naked Wills wearing nothing but a guitar is the most
beautiful fucking sight in the world and just thinking about it now makes me hard.
“Stone? Babe? Wake up, I can’t sleep.” I can hear her but can’t make my
eyes open to see her. The bed shifts and then dips. Willow straddling my lap has my
eyes opening slowly, blinking the sleep away. I suck in a breath when I can finally
focus. My beautiful Birdie is sitting astride me, completely naked except for her
brand new custom Martin. Her fingers lovingly stroking over the fret board. “I
wrote you a new song,” she whispers excitedly. Peering up at her, I can see the
excitement on her face, the love in her whiskeycolored eyes. As she starts playing I
shift. My bottom lip clamped between my teeth I gently tug the sheet lower down
my legs inconspicuously. She begins singing and I feel a lightness wash over me.
Her words like a balm on my now overly heated skin. Every time she opens her
mouth, beauty pours from it, and I have the urge to fill her. Fill her any way that I
can so that I can touch that music. Be her music the way she’s mine. Entranced, I
watch as Willow falls into her zone, eyes closed, face intense in its peacefulness. As
she hits the bridge, her voice raising an octave, I slip inside her. Pussy wet, always
so wet when she gets like this, I thrust. Her eyes don’t open, but she softens, all of
her relaxing into me. When I begin rocking back and forth, slowly, rhythmically in
sync with the chords she plays, she falters for a beat. Gradually her eyes open,
landing on mine just long enough for me to see all the love from moments ago
turned to lust and a deep, needy want. She’s close. Thank fuck.
Careful to not bump the guitar, I slide my thumb to her clit and play her,
same as she plays her Martin. Silently we make music together as her song
envelopes us, breathier than before. I join in on the chorus, my raspy voice
melding with hers as I fuck her, pushing us both over the edge.
Blissed out and with hands on her thighs, I smile wickedly, “Sing it for me
again, Wills.”
I’m brought from my thoughts when Law elbows me. “Where’d you go,
bro? You okay?” he whispers just as the song finishes and she takes a moment to
sip from her mug. I’d bet money it was tea. She always drank tea to soothe her
throat when she was serious about a session or we had a lot to work out in the
studio.
“Yeah, man. Just thinking about Wills.” Shrugging sheepishly, I glance over
at him before letting my gaze settle back on Willow. “I haven’t had to share her
like this in forever, not even with you guys really. Not like this.” My voice is
pitched low so that it doesn’t travel. “It’s fucking with my head a little. There’s
never been a time that she wasn’t mine and that music wasn’t ours. Ya know?”
Review :
5 Birdie Stars!!
Mandi Becks delivers yet another great angsty read with the bad boy rocker Stone Lockhart and the suave Frenchmen Joaquin Danjou.
Basic Plot of the story is that Stone Lockhart , the famous Rockstar has a serious drug addiction problem causing his lady Willow to walk out of his life leaving him more desperate than ever to clean up his life and be the man he needs to be to get back his Wils AKA better known as Birdie.
Throw in the Frenchie Joaquin and you have angst galore!
Mandi Beck takes you through some serious situations in this novel ,but by time you reach "The End" you ain't even going to regret it one bit because Willow and Stone are worth every single tear or heartbreak you go through.You can feel the passion and realness Mandi put into Stoned!
Mandi's style of writing Damn she gutted me because i did not see certain turn of events happening , completely in awe and shock im glad i kept devouring what this book had to offer me.
These two have a love like no other ,they define the term "Soul Mates" , no matter what life threw at these two they never let it get them down for long ,it may have taken them some time but they got up and fought it well!
Well done on writing such a real , raw ,emotional novel Mandi!
*ARC provided for a Honest Review*
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