Archive for March, 2016

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I’ve talked before about why there aren’t more secret babies in Rock Fiction. With all the sex that happens in Rock Fiction (and real life… or so the stories go), you’d expect rubbers to break, pills to be forgotten, people to tell lies. It’s just how the world works.

But nope. Not a lot of secret babies. Even this one is only a nephew. And it’s not such a secret.

Months after Shane Martin’s sister vanishes, life crashes down and he finds himself the guardian of a nephew he never knew existed. Blissfully ignorant, Shane trades in his musician status, full of late nights and fast women, for midnight feedings and lullabies. But when Kate McAlister, his prissy, stuck up caseworker, arrives unexpectedly, he realizes he could lose everything.

Kate isn’t impressed by Shane’s messy bachelor pad, rocker image, or sexy tattoos. As a matter of fact she finds it all very sophomoric. The sooner she’s off the case the better. Everything from his long hair to his sarcastic attitude threatens her professionalism. But when he lowers his guard and asks for help, she discovers a side to this tattooed musician she can’t resist. Behind this simple man is an unsung hero.

The question here, like it often is, comes down to whether or not this is truly Rock Fiction or if a man employed in any other job can stand in for our rocker of the moment. And that’s going to come down to the charisma of our hero, Shane. Because let’s face it: sports romance or Rock Fiction, our rockers need to have charisma. Period. That’s what sets them apart, what makes the difference between success and failure.

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Coming from the Clark Kent school of fiction…

Ivy Maisen thinks she knows exactly what type of guy Chase Hudson is — billionaire, extremely good looking, cocky as hell, and a guy that women salivate over…

But looks can be deceiving…

Underneath the tuxedo, luxurious demeanor and smooth character is a bad boy covered in tattoos, piercings, the lead singer in a band, and he owns three of the clubs that Ivy frequents.
Oh and he rides a Harley…

Will Ivy finally open her eyes and allow herself to see the real Chase or will she reject his alter-ego and refuse his advances again and again?
When desire is tainted with deception and lies, does that person become less desirable?

Could love be the one thing powerful enough to push them past the deception and down to the real person underneath the facade?

I like the idea, to be honest. I can see how this guy gets away with hiding it all — play small bars/clubs, never make much of an appearance at the clubs you own, tightly controlling your public image, even in this day of social media. It can work, although it’s got to be exhausting. You know that secret’s not staying kept forever.

But my issue here is the story… what’s it about? This woman trying to come to terms with her biases? How? What challenges her?

I’d read it just to find out, but to be honest, if I was in a library or a bookstore, I doubt I’d walk out with it. I really had to think about this one once I read it and went, “Eh.”