A PREQUEL to the NA rock star series Lost In Oblivion.
Warning: get ready for a testosterone overload. The guys are in the driver’s seat in Seduced – and the ride’s gonna rock.
Twenty-three year old Nick Crandall has one focus in his life: Oblivion, the band he formed with his best friend Simon Kagan. With gigs coming up and the band members lacking focus after losing their drummer to rehab, they’re out of ideas. Until Oblivion’s bassist, Deacon McCoy, poses a surprising suggestion. Bring in someone new. Two someones. One You Tube video gone viral later, Oblivion is poised on the brink of stardom. With their new hot drummer chick — who comes in a package deal with a talented guitarist who happens to be head over pick in unrequited love with her – it seems like everything’s falling into place. Or will the band Nick and Simon have fought to keep together disintegrate before their eyes? Four guys & one woman + more success than they ever bargained for = trouble, of the sexiest kind.
Get Seduced by this novel-length introduction to the band Oblivion. This preview occurs before the four forthcoming books about each of the band members. Sometimes getting lost means finding yourself…
Book 1 in the NA rock star series, Lost in Oblivion
Coming in September
Onstage he’s Demon, the unsurpassable bassist. Offstage he’s the Peacemaker, the mastermind who keeps his volatile band from imploding. Opening for their idols on their first ever tour, Oblivion is living the dream. That dream becomes a nightmare when Oblivion draws more attention than the headliner and egos clash. Frustrated at being shoved out of his mediator role by their new manager, Deacon McCoy loses himself in brutal workouts only coming up for air long enough to refuel—and that means hunting down the catering truck at odd hours. Especially the deliciously cute chef who excites his taste buds as much as his body. The child of roadie parents, Harper Pruitt has heard every pickup line twice. To her, musicians are one step above the scraps on her cutting board. All she wants is to get enough experience to run her own catering company, but Deacon and his bottomless and surprisingly gourmet stomach is too tempting to resist. Before long, she finds herself wanting to experiment with him outside the kitchen. When Harper sees that Deacon’s sense of responsibility is doing him serious damage, she realizes he’s far from the typical rock star. But as the band’s fame grows, she wonders if she can love a man who doesn’t know how to let anyone in—even her.
You met Deacon McCoy in SEDUCED, now you can watch just how far a big man can fall.
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“Oh, shit.”
“What?” Simon ducked down to see through the railing. “Why are you stopping?”
“Sorry, man.” Deacon’s voice was barely contrite. There was too much laughter and volume for Deacon to be saying sorry to Simon.
Furious whispers filtered out to them from downstairs. Mostly expletives. Inventive ones.
Simon winced. Man, out of all of them, Nick definitely needed one-on-one time with a babe the most. Crappy timing. “Sorry, dude. There was nothing on the knob. Hell, you didn’t even throw the bolt. We didn’t know you had someone down here.” He backed up a step, but even blurry-eyed with beer, he saw a flash of pink that made him pause.
Simon strained forward.
No.
He wouldn’t.
But the distinctive purple and pink hair couldn’t be denied.
Simon slid through the open railing and dropped down to the ground floor of the basement. He stumbled a bit but the haze of red had him tearing through the doorway into the living room. He gripped Nick by the throat and slammed him against the wall. “You dumb piece of shit.”
He looked over his shoulder to make sure it was who he thought it was. Jazz backed into one of the crates, almost losing her balance, swiping the back of her hand over her mouth.
Her well-used mouth. The kind of mouth a woman has when she’s sucked off a man well and truly.
“What the fuck?” Simon couldn’t hold on to the rage. It flooded his beer-soaked brain, clearing out everything as effectively as ice water. He swung, his knuckles connecting with Nick’s mouth. “There was a bar room full of chicks that would have been on their knees in a nanosecond and you go for her?”
“Her is right here,” Jazz tossed back, kicking the crate out of her way.
Simon turned his gaze to her. “I’ll deal with you in a minute, Stevie Nicks.”
Nick took the moment’s distraction to slam his fist into Simon’s ribs. Simon doubled over, a flash of stars rocking his vision as Nick brought up his knee and it glanced off his cheekbone. The pain was so intense he found himself on all fours on the floor, shaking off black spots.
Nick stumbled to the side, his hands at his own throat. “You crazy drunk maniac. What is it to you?”
Simon stared up at him. Well, he tried to. He was fairly sure his eye was going to explode out of his socket. “You’re going to ball the chick that just joined the band. The chick that Gray wants?”
“That chick is right here, asshole.”
“So? I was only doing my part for band relations,” Nick said with a cocky grin as he dabbed at his bleeding lip.
Jazz and Gray were here to save them from obscurity and Nick had to screw it up on the first freaking night? Simon knew he didn’t want the new band lineup, but they were so close—so goddamn close to something real—and he was going to blow it all to hell and back for some tail?
“Son of a selfish bitch.” Simon hauled himself to his feet and shoved his shoulder into Nick’s gut, driving him back onto the couch. Nick grunted when they both went down hard.
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USA Today bestselling author Cari Quinn wrote her first story—a bible parable—in 2nd grade, much to the delight of the nuns at her Catholic school. Once she saw the warm reception that first tale garnered, she was hooked. Now she gets to pen sexy romances for a living and routinely counts her lucky stars. When she’s not scribbling furiously, she can usually be found watching men’s college basketball, playing her music way too loud or causing trouble. Sometimes simultaneously.
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