Title: Sex, Desires & Rock n Roll
(Redemption Tour, #1)
Author: Michelle Lee
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 13, 2014
Cover Design: Jada D' Lee Designs
≈SYNOPSIS≈
He holds me captive with his brilliant blue eyes. His crooked smile
melts me every time. His voice wraps around me when he sings. His words break
through and dive straight to my heart. Dash Ford, lead singer of Redemption, is
unlike any man I’ve ever met and I'm drawn to not only his lyrics but the man
behind the voice. But I am broken—beyond broken. I had no intention of falling
for him. But when we met, I had no other option. With him, I embrace the
present while trying to put my past behind me. I find myself in a world I never
expected, a world I’m not entirely sure I can handle. Am I strong enough? Will
I be enough for a man who has everything? Can I finally let go and give into
the love I’ve wanted my whole life? Or will my past forever define and haunt
me, keeping me from all I desire?
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≈EXCERPT≈
At center stage stands the lead singer, his head down, gripping
the microphone. He opens his mouth, and the voice that oozes out of it sends a
shiver down my spine. The screeching I heard earlier today is nowhere to be
found. His voice is raw, deep, and raspy, its richness soothing. My ears are in
love with his voice. I’m captivated, as he begins to sing the first line of the
song. My heart pounds in my chest, my breathing accelerates, and I am mesmerized.
He continues to sing, and the grittiness of his voice ignites a fire inside me
that can't be contained. I find myself standing, hollering, and surprising the
shit out of Tracy and Val. Hell, I'm surprising myself. The lyrics permeate my
brain and float around in my head, turning me to goo. His words of hurt and
anger resonate in my soul. It’s as if what he’s singing, he’s feeling and has
lived. My heart aches in my chest for him if there is any truth behind his
words. I finally notice the two enormous Jumbotron-like TV screens on either
side of the stage. The camera focuses on him and he stares directly into the
lens. His steel-blue eyes smolder and captivate me. I feel like I am under his
spell. It goes on like this through the entire concert. Each song he sings I’m
entranced by him, unable to break the chains that his voice and eyes bind me
with. Finally the lights go out, the music stops, and I am no longer
spellbound—a sense of loss fills me.
DELETED SCENE (DASH POV)
Finally, from somewhere else in the room I hear Roland call for
me, so I apologize to the now pouty females, and make my way over to Roland. As
I start to make my way over to him, I notice Lance and Vic talking to three
girls: one leggy blond, who seems to have caught Vic's attention, a cute
wide-eyed girl with bright ass pink hair, that is drooling all over
Lance. I chuckle to myself knowing my boys are enjoying the
attention--attention they will say they usually don't get when I'm
around. Not my fault. As I walk closer to the little group, I see
her. A third girl is standing next to the blond, and my heart ceases in my
chest as I notice her gaze meets my eyes. She is wearing a pair of hot ass
leather pants that hug her in all the right places, these amazing heels that
make her legs look ten miles long, and a shimmery blue top that highlights her
pale porcelain skin. As I try to get my heart started again, my eyes follow her
form from head to toe, and I notice these two beautifully sparkly, full rich,
pouty lips, that at this moment I want to tug on and nibble and kiss the
ever-loving shit out of. Then I notice her eyes. She has these two, huge,
saucer-like, pools of brown, liquid chocolate and they are just staring at me.
And as beautiful as they, are I can’t help but notice there’s this sorrow deep
behind them—a sorrow that I’m drawn to. A deep sorrow that reminds me of…I just
stare back; it's almost as if she's hypnotized me. She suddenly realizes that I
am fixated on her because she glances down at her feet. She then peeks up at me
from underneath her eyelashes biting her lower lip. I seriously think I'm gonna
come unglued at the moment and I feel my dick twitch and grow in my jeans; I
don't think she even knows that she's biting her lip or even knows what the
fuck she's doing to me.
I reach my destination and Roland
introduces the leggy blond as our new PR rep. I am quite surprised to say the
least because our last PR rep was some bald-headed douche bag that had no
fucking clue about us or rock music. Needless to say, he was fired fairly early
on, hence our new representation. Our new PR rep introduces her two friends.
The wide-eyed, pink haired one, that's still drooling over Lance, is
Tracy. I do the gentleman thing and shake her hand. Then, I am introduced
to the girl, I've been basically eye fucking since I noticed her. Her name is
Jules, and how fitting it is. I offer her my hand as I did with Tracy. She
hesitates a split second, but I notice it. Then she timidly places her small
hand in mine. I feel a fire start to blaze from her finger tips into mine that
singe its way through my entire body, leaving me feeling like a pile of ashes
in its wake. This one touch has ignited something in me that has been dormant
for years. I mean, it's almost like I feel completely alive and my heart is
beating for the first time. All I am sure of at this moment is I want to
consume her, to devour every inch of her, be buried so deep inside her, we
can’t tell where one begins and the other ends. While another part of me wants
get lost in her eyes and figure out the secret she’s keeping that is buried
beneath that sorrowful look behind her eyes. I shake such ludicrous ideas from
my head and simply say to her, "It's very, very nice to meet you,
Jules."
"My Burden"
She was gone right before my eyes.
Right from my grasp she slipped away.
I couldn't hold on tight enough
And it's all my fault.
She needed more than I had, more than I she would take from me.
Now she's gone forever.
Chorus
Beaten, broken bruised. I'm drowning in despair.
All these fears swirling in my head consume my soul.
Breaking me, Breaking me, Breaking me.
It's only my burden to bear.
Not saving her chews at my core.
I'd rather go here than stay.
But I know that I can't.
There's an ache deep inside that consumes me--eats at me.
No, you won't ever get too far from me.
You're buried deep in my skin.
REPEAT CHORUS
She was gone right before my eyes.
Right from my grasp she slipped away.
I couldn't hold on tight enough
And it's all my fault.
She needed more than I had, more than I she would take from me.
Now she's gone forever.
Chorus
Beaten, broken bruised. I'm drowning in despair.
All these fears swirling in my head consume my soul.
Breaking me, Breaking me, Breaking me.
It's only my burden to bear.
Not saving her chews at my core.
I'd rather go here than stay.
But I know that I can't.
There's an ache deep inside that consumes me--eats at me.
No, you won't ever get too far from me.
You're buried deep in my skin.
REPEAT CHORUS
CHARACTER BIOS
Dash Pierce Ford
DOB: 10/7/84
Lead singer and guitarist for Redemption
Instrument: guitar and piano
Quote: "Sometimes I wish we could fix the things we can't."
Victor "Vic" Roman Rush
DOB: 2/21/84
Drummer for Redemption
Instrument: Drums
Quote: "Life is a journey, make it a fucking fun one!"
Lance William Caulfield
DOB: 5/16/84
Bass guitarist for Redemption
Instrument: bass guitar and violin
Quote: "Knowing your limitations and exceeding them is a gift."
Julia "Jules" Megan Bennett
DOB: 3/3/88
Works for Wine Gourmet Magazine
Tracy Lynn Scott
DOB: 1/17/89
Works for Color Intensity Salon
Valerie Marie Winston
DOB: 12/15/85
Works for Elite PR Management
Dash Pierce Ford
DOB: 10/7/84
Lead singer and guitarist for Redemption
Instrument: guitar and piano
Quote: "Sometimes I wish we could fix the things we can't."
Victor "Vic" Roman Rush
DOB: 2/21/84
Drummer for Redemption
Instrument: Drums
Quote: "Life is a journey, make it a fucking fun one!"
Lance William Caulfield
DOB: 5/16/84
Bass guitarist for Redemption
Instrument: bass guitar and violin
Quote: "Knowing your limitations and exceeding them is a gift."
Julia "Jules" Megan Bennett
DOB: 3/3/88
Works for Wine Gourmet Magazine
Tracy Lynn Scott
DOB: 1/17/89
Works for Color Intensity Salon
Valerie Marie Winston
DOB: 12/15/85
Works for Elite PR Management
≈AUTHOR BIO≈
Carolina with her
husband and daughter. When she’s not busy working, her days are filled with
hanging out with her family and friends, reading, drinking Starbucks, shopping
(lots and lots of shopping), and religiously watching the Food Network.
≈GIVEAWAY≈
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