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review 2020-07-16 22:07
Book Review for Dirty Rocker by S. C. Daiko
Dirty Rocker by S.C. Daiko - S.C. Daiko

 

 

Another enjoyable read from this author. We really enjoyed the characters and the story itself as it was fun and flirty and it also had a serious theme to it with issues such as struggling with guilt and battling alcohol & substance abuse.

We loved Hayley from the moment we met her she was kind and funny and independent and she was the type of person that everyone just loves she also is dealing with some personal issues of her own that have her shying away from any kind of a personal relationship until that dirty rocker bad boy Pierce Fox has her wishing things were different.

We loved that cocky bad boy rocker Pierce Fox to even though he initially was a bit of a douche he redeemed himself and then some throughout the book. We loved the fact that although Pierce's past was a troubling one he never made excuses for the choices he made and the things he had done in the past he just owned up to them and moved forward creating a better life for himself. We loved how talented he was and through his process of recovery, he was discovering he had some hidden talents as well.

We loved Pierce and Hayley as a couple they had tons of chemistry and they had developed an amazing friendship before becoming lovers which really was quite endearing. As the story unfolds both slowly start to heal and as they start dealing with the secrets of their past things really started heating up and even discovered things that would yet again change their lives once again.


Overall we really loved the story which surprised me as I am not much of a Rock Star romance kind of girl I ended up loving it. The story was heartfelt and emotional and had you laughing out loud at times and smirking at others. This was a really sweet romance full of lots of messy bits some good and others not so good but, through all the trials two people found their soul mate and they're happily ever after.

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review 2020-07-07 08:10
New Release Blitz - Drifter
 
Title: Drifter
Author: Eden Winters
Publisher: Rocky Ridge Books
Release Date: 7/7/20
Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 238
Genre: Romance, Contemporary, Rocker

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Synopsis

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Some legends never die.
 
Killian Desmond met his end in the fiery crash that killed his band, or so the newspapers say. Now a nameless drifter, he plays one pick-up gig after another in a haze of pain and regret, moving on the minute someone says, “You sound like that guy from Trickster.”
 
Getting outed cost Mike Rose his musical family. A bassist without a band, he’ll play any kind of music to earn a paycheck, but Trickster’s music provides light during the darkest moments of his life.
 
A chance meeting brings together two lost souls who spark enough heat to set their guitars on fire. Their chemistry, both onstage and off, feels like something written in the words of a song and gives them courage to face life again.
 
But to seize their future, they have to confront their past.
 
 

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The throbbing beat blended with screams from the crowd; a crowd hidden by bright lights. Sweat and cologne and beer filled Killian Desmond’s nose. Familiar sounds. Familiar scents.
 
Home.
 
Did he love this life or hate it? Who cared, he’d never known another. Back to back with his brother Elliot, he shredded his electric acoustic guitar, improvising for the fans. The strings bent to his callused fingertips, note after note falling from his guitar.
 
Elliot kept up. Elliot always kept up. Others might get lost in Killy’s musical fantasies, but El gauged Killy’s intentions by the way he moved, held his shoulders, or gestures, like pausing to flip his sweat-dampened hair out of his eyes.
 
The drummer and keyboardist faded away, letting El set the tone with a deep bass beat.
 
Killy strutted to the front of the stage. Hot lights illuminated him from behind, shining on sweat-soaked skin. “What you wanna hear?” He didn’t need the words to know they’d be sticking to their prearranged lineup. At their manager’s urging, he’d saved the best for last.
 
Highway!” roared through the arena.
 
He grinned and cupped a hand to one ear. “What’s that? I can’t hear you.”
 
Highway!” roughly six thousand voices cried out in unison, louder this time.
 
“Aw, c’mon, now,” Killy teased. “We’ll play whatever you want, but you gotta tell us.”
 
The thunderous chant of  “Highway! Highway! Highway!” threatened to blow the roof off the building.
 
Strolling over a few paces and throwing an arm around his brother, Killy said, “Well, I reckon we better do as they say.”
 
“Since when have you ever taken orders?” Elliot shot back.
 
Faster than most could follow, Killy slung his guitar back into place and launched into their best-known riff.
 
The screaming nearly deafened him. He tried again. On his sixth attempt the crowd settled enough to begin.
 
He grinned. Adoration and energy flowed from the crowd, straight into his veins, to gather strength and escape through his fingers and his voice.
 
His deep growl purred through the arena, pouring out the melody he’d written in a single night in a hotel room God knew where. High on life, cheap vodka, and the rush of their first big show, he’d settled onto the bed in the dark, except for the flickering image of a black and white movie on the TV, sound turned down, and began strumming.
 
The words flowed out of him unbidden, leaving him raw, shaken, and in possession of a number one hit.
 
He didn’t sing or play Highway—the melody made him its bitch, possessing him, demanding release into the world.
 
Who was he to refuse?
 
“Some were born to sand and wind, on the sea they make their home
 
Some may live a hermit’s life, on a mountain all alone
 
Or in a glass and metal cage, high up in the sky
 
Packed in tight with a thousand souls, all trying to get by
 
Nine to five may work for some, but that don’t work for me
 
Saddled to day in day out, no, I need to be free
 
Living a life all on my own, free of family, lover or friend
 
On the highway I was born, it’s there I’ll meet my end.”
 
Alone, just him and the highway, until the chorus.
 
“On the highway I was born, it’s there I’ll meet my end.”
 
Elliot’s sweet tenor wrapped around Killy’s pack-a-day growl, blending together seamlessly.
 
The audience joined in, chanting, “Highway! Highway! Live and die on the highway!”
 
Rob kept pace on the drums, a musician not really worthy of the band they’d become, and Ace, a friend and one hell of a musician, wound his way through the twists and turns on his keyboards.
 
“The only home I’ll ever know stretches from sea to sea
 
No start, no end, no in between, just miles of road and me
 
Living a life all on my own free of family, lover or friend
 
On the highway I was born, it’s there I’ll meet my end
 
Highway! Highway! Live and die on the highway!
 
Highway! Highway! Live and die on the highway!
 
Highway! Highway! Live and die on the highway!”
 
The mass of humanity might have started chanting again for all Killy knew. His world boiled down to this moment, the music, his brother, his friend, and the life laid out for him long ago, the first time his mother brought him and Elliot onstage.
 
They’d stayed. She’d gone.
 
Here they still stood, though she didn’t.
 
Never would again.
 
Nope, no bad thoughts. Just the music.
 
Note after note poured from him like rain, blocking thought and feeling.
 
He crashed to his knees, striking a chord and letting his guitar speak for him. Caught in the spotlight, he leaned back in a signature move his manager made him practice, making his shirt ride up to show some skin, while his hair fell back, glittering like gold in a strategically placed spotlight.
 
The blue streak, his own addition, voiced his defiance at being a commodity.
 
He should’ve been exhausted after the show they’d put on, but in that moment, he swore he could go all night.
 
He jumped to his feet, racing across the stage and running through part of the guitar solo for those seated to the left of the stage, then reversed course to the right, repeating the solo.
 
Arms reached for him, a thousand voices calling his name.
 
Rejoining Elliot centerstage, he launched into the chorus and let the others join him.
 
After extending the song by two more choruses, he finally wound down.
 
An announcer stepped up on stage, to catcalls, whistles and ear-splitting shouts. “Let’s hear it for Trickster!”
 

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DrifterDrifter by Eden Winters
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Killian has already lost so much. After tragedy, you look for the little things that mean a lot. He decides the music means the most. Until he meets someone who gives him a reason to have hope.

Mike too has lost so much. He is excited to find someone who he actually has so much in common. Is it worth it to get your hopes up? Maybe there is a future with another lost soul who knows how it feels to lose.

This story felt to me like the epitome of a slow burn. Slower than I actually preferred, but the build was worth it as the backstory pays off as you read. Such sad lives until they come together and you know it is meant to be. Great book for a good cry, and two truly realistic characters that make you feel in such a genuine way for them.


***This copy was given in exchange for an honest review.

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Meet the Author

 

 

 

You will know Eden Winters by her distinctive white plumage and exuberant cry of “Hey, y’all!” in a Southern US drawl so thick it renders even the simplest of words unrecognizable. Watch out, she hugs!
 
Driven by insatiable curiosity, she possibly holds the world’s record for curriculum changes to the point that she’s never quite earned a degree but is a force to be reckoned with at Trivial Pursuit.
 
She’s trudged down hallways with police detectives, learned to disarm knife-wielding bad guys, and witnessed the correct way to blow doors off buildings. Her e-mail contains various snippets of forensic wisdom, such as “What would a dead body left in a Mexican drug tunnel look like after six months?” In the process of her adventures she has written twenty gay romance novels, has won Rainbow Awards, was a Lambda Awards Finalist, and lives in terror of authorities showing up at her door to question her Internet searches.
 
When not putting characters in dangerous situations she’s a mild-mannered business executive, mother, grandmother, vegetarian, and PFLAG activist.
 
Her natural habitats are airports, coffee shops, and on the backs of motorcycles.
 

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text 2020-02-23 10:30
Prefer Custom Stamps to Ensure Authenticity and Authority of Your Documents

Rocker Stamps are a highly popular choice for making impressions by rocking the stamps. These are perfect for stamping on cardboard, boxes, and many other things. Without a doubt, mount Stamps are cost-effective and perfectly works at all times. These kinds of stamps come with wood or special aluminum cast handle so it can be useful for giving even pressure, which will help to create a perfect impression. Of course, these kinds of stamps are most common and help to create the impressions as per your requirement. The Rocker Mount Stamps also available in different sizes so you can easily pick the right choice based on your needs. These kinds of stamps give good quality printing, so it is the right choice when compared to traditional stamps. Please don’t waste your time to start investing in self-inking rubber stamps and enjoy the improvements it makes in your business.

 

Importance Of Choosing Rocker Mount Stamps:
Large custom stamps are an ideal choice for any oversized stamping. In general, impressions are made by using rocking the stamp back as well as forth; this will leave a clean imprint. Most importantly, these kinds of stamps are made with the help of laser engraved natural real rubber, so it is the ideal choice for creating high-quality prints. Overall it is the right choice for industrial, military specification because it offers fast dry ink. The Large custom stamps are making it easy to achieve a high-quality stamping impression on larger stamp sizes.

 

Rubber stamp is made by using high-quality materials, and the modern laser-engraving technology allows you to get personalized rubber stamps, these stamps are easy to use as well as store. Now you can quickly get personalized Self-Inking Rubber Stamps with ease. Now, most of the companies offer custom rubber stamps with self-inking, even the laser engraving technology leaves accurate impressions. The personalized stamps allow you to get a better stamping experience even this will make your job really quick as well as comfortable.

Why Large Custom Stamps?
Rubber stamps are considered as a necessary tool for business to the company its authority and authenticity; now, the experts offer a lot of unique designs for business people. You can also make your own stamps based on your needs, especially these kinds of stamps available at better price ranges, so you no need to waste your money. In general, rubber stamps are the first identity for your business, and it should be in excellent quality.

 

Unlike any other options, Rocker Mount Stamps are considered as the highest form of authenticity for your business or company. The design of the stamps always different based on the usage; usually the rubber stamps made by using high-quality materials and advanced technology, so this will leave a quality impression. As the business people, if you need to create high-quality impressions on your legal documents, you must consider choosing large custom stamps. These are perfect for regular usage.

 

We offer custom rubber stamps based on our customer needs, and we provide stamps with different colors, designs. To customize your details, you must visit our official website or contact us.

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text 2019-10-01 07:10
Release w/Review - Chronicles of a Rockin' Mess
 
 
Title: Chronicles of a Rockin' Mess
Author: S.E. Rose
Genre: Slow Burn Rocker Romance Rom/Com
Release Date: October 1, 2019
 
 
 
 
 
 
Rockstar Lincoln Grant is off-limits. But that hasn’t stopped his assistant, Lark Sutton, from wanting him.
 
Lark put her own music dreams aside when she took a position working for the scandalous, playboy rockstar. After he finally does the unthinkable, she leaves him to pursue her own music and re-invent herself. Eighteen months later, Lincoln’s band comes knocking at her door, begging her to come back to help them with an out-of-control Lincoln.
 
At first, Lincoln tries to resist her help, but soon he finds that he’s falling for her. Will Lincoln change Lark’s mind about him or will she leave him and the band once and for all?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Chronicles of a Rockin' MessChronicles of a Rockin' Mess by S.E. Rose
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Lark is the personal assistant to the most complicated celebrity. She is also in love with him. She puts up with a lot. One night, there is more than she can take.

Lincoln realizes he feels more than he should for his right hand woman. With her holding herself back, he decides to find a way to let her go. Then the regret sets in.

I thought this book would be different. I am so glad I was wrong. This story has all the feels, and more. I enjoyed the action, banter, and definite angst. It all comes together very nicely. Only catch for me is I wish I could hear the music. Very good read.


***This ARC copy was given in exchange for an honest review only.

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S.E. Rose lives in the DMV. And if you know what that means, then you know where she lives. She currently resides with her husband, two children, and always at least two cats and usually other random creatures her children decide they need. While she works at a desk during the day, her evenings and weekends are devoted to writing and editing her romance novels. She loves all things wine, coffee, tea and dark chocolate; that’s right, dark chocolate. In her spare time, she enjoys photography, traveling, going to concerts, and reading.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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text 2019-07-20 05:52
Freebooksy delivers downloads, but that’s it

Last year I blew my book marketing budget on entering writing contests, a total of $305 including entry fees, books and postage.

 

Two good things came out of that experience. One was a positive and insightful review by Judge Number 54 of my novel Abandoned Dreams that I entered in The 26th Annual Writer's Digest Self-Published Book Awards. The other was the understanding the entire contest thing was a waste of money, or, to put it another way, it was a lot of money to spend for one review.

 

Though I have no evidence to prove it, I am convinced most, if not all contests are nothing more than revenue generating opportunities for writing platforms, groups and publications. 

 

Aside from the monthly stipend I receive for facilitating creative writing circles, I am determined this year to make more on my writing than I spend. That brings us to my latest novel, The Bird Whisperer, the Mattie Saunders Series Book 3, launched on May 6 of this year.

 

The book was published simultaneously on Draft to Digital, Smashwords and Kindle Direct Publishing.

 

After five weeks that included giveaways on BookLikes and LibraryThing, an email campaign with a free coupon code sent to 276 people on my email list, and numerous tweets and Facebook postings of a similar nature all I had to show was nineteen free downloads and one four-star review.

 

I changed my strategy, What did I have to lose?

 

I decided to promote The Rocker and the Bird Girl, the first book in the Mattie Saunders series in hopes it might create sales for The Bird Whisperer. I decided to enroll The Rocker and the Bird Girl in KDP Select and coordinate two of the five free days this exclusive listing affords you, and free email blasts with Awesome Gang, PrettyHot and MyBookPlace.

 

June 22 was the day and I assume the free email blasts went out, but nothing happened on Amazon.

 

Since research indicates fiction sales almost always peak within the first two to six weeks of the release the window for The Bird Whisperer was running out. I decided to take a chance and spend some money. I booked The Rocker and the Bird Girl on Freebooksy and coordinated it with the three free days I had left on Kindle Select.

 

The genre I chose was literary, the email would be sent to 123,660 Freebooksy subscribers, and the cost was $60 USD.

 

I held my breath.

 

The day the Freebooksy promotion broke 1,033 free books were downloaded and my author ranking went from 715,187 to 85,209 for All Books; 41,906 for Kindle eBooks; 56,679 for Kindle eBooks Romance; and, 24,882 for Kindle eBooks Romance Contemporary. The following day there were 131 downloads, and 31 on the third day.

 

Giving away books is one thing, but my benchmark for success is, and always will be, sales. As of July 20, 2019, twenty days after the Freebooksy promotion, two copies of The Bird Whisperer had been sold. However, The Rocker and the Bird Girl had picked up one text review and seven ratings with a 4-star average. There may be a few more sales and reviews trickle in over the course of this month but beyond that I wouldn’t attribute them to Freebooksy.

 

With the Freebooksy promotion and expenses such as proof books, books for beta readers and postage I’m in the red $152.15 so far this year. So much for my 2019 goal to make more on my writing than I spend.

 

But then there are still five months to go.

 

Stay calm, be brave, watch for the signs

 

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Author’s Amazon Book Page https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B003DS6LEU

 

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