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Cover Reveal - Bent

 

 

 

 

BENT BLURB:

 

Ember-Raine Winters’ Bent is a sexy, fast-paced, heartwarming, sports contemporary romance written in K. Bromberg’s Driven Worlds project.

 

Andy Mahone has been lying to the whole world. She isn’t a PR manager. She is the hot new driver on the block.

 

After a career-ending accident, Devlin is ready to move out of the spotlight. When a friend offers him a job on the crew of a prominent racer’s team, he jumps at the chance. But the feisty and beautiful PR rep from another team is all he can think about.

 

Though they both know being together can’t work, neither can resist the pull. But Andy’s secret looming between them doesn’t just pose a danger to their relationship—if her secret got out, it could endanger her very life.


 

Cover Design Credit: Tugboat Design

Cover Photography: Tonya Clark Photography   @AuthorTonyaClark

Cover Models: Mikky and Alex

 

 

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Preorder: link should be approved any time (waiting on the Zon)

Instagram: @emberrainewinters

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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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review 2020-07-07 07:47
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Drifter - Eden Winters

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.  I give this read a 3/5 Kitty's Paws UP!

 

 

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

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review 2020-06-13 06:11
Sexy
Summer Fling: A Sexy Summer Anthology - Helena Hunting,Vi Keeland,R.S. Grey,Sarina Bowen,Penelope Ward,Willow Winters, L.J. Shen

This is an anthology of 6 books by 7 incredible authors.  FREE to you for a limited time only. I will choose one short story to write my review.  My review will be on Sarina Bowen's Lucky Shot.

 

Bess is new employee working for an established sports agency.  With her birhday coming up, her boss invites her to dinner with some new clients.  She figures it will give her experience, so why not go?

 

Mark AKA "Tank" is excited to be chosen to work with the team in New York.  He was more than pleased to meet such a sexy woman at dinner too.  Maybe they should get to know one another?

 

This was a quick jaunt into the lives of some very talented characters.  I was pleased to get to read their "meet cute."  Right from the beginning they are attracted to each other.  The fact they are intelligent only adds to the attraction.  We see these amazing characters again in the current book Sure Shot.  This anthology brought some serious fun reads to me.  I was very grateful to get this collection for FREE also.  Link for you to get your copy is below.  I give this anthology a 5/5 Kitty's Paws UP!

 

 

 

 

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review 2020-05-27 03:31
Review: Inside Jobs
Inside Jobs: Tales from a Time of Quarantine - Ben H. Winters,Scott Aiello,Ellen Archer,Kevin T. Collins

This was one of the audible monthly free listens.  I listened to this at work while binning and while I would love to say I couldn't focus on it because of the job, that's not the case.  It was a fun-ish listen; the stories had some comedy, and intrigue that made me laugh or gasp, but it was nothing to write home about.

 

I feel as though it was a good effort and the stories were decent, but I could only manage 3-stars.  The stories all take place during the "current global situation" and I can appreciate the thought behind it.  A little something to make you giggle during quarantine, or something the spike your heart rate.  I get the intentions behind it, and I applaud the authors and editors, as well as the narrators.  I just didn't love it.  It was not quite distracting enough.

 

But it's a quick listen with comedy, quarantined mobsters, estranged brothers stuck together in their childhood home, and a woman who is certain one neighbor murdered his b=husband and is slowly disposing of the body in pastry boxes every day. So it's worth a listen, especially if you're an audible member.

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