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The first line here catches me SO HARD.

After getting kicked out of her own band—by her own boyfriend—Presley Mason finds herself back in Wisconsin, helping her parents run their renowned music store. Instead of belting out powerhouse vocals to sold-out crowds in L.A., she’s stocking shelves and inspecting rental violins. But the shop isn’t all bad: When she’s vacuuming up late one night, she bumps into the guitar teacher with the smoldering amber eyes and the killer tattoo. And that’s when things take an interesting turn.

Presley soon finds that Paul Kellerman is as good in bed as he is on guitar. So why isn’t he stoked to share his band, Jukebox Bleu, with her? Turns out Paul has crippling stage fright, which he’s been self-medicating without much success. But when Jukebox Bleu’s lead singer gets called for military service, the other members beg Presley to front them. Even though she swore never to mix men with music again, the temptation to perform is almost as intense as her chemistry with Paul. Now Presley must decide what’s more important: a second chance at love . . . or rock stardom.

We’ve seen the shy frontman trope before. Not often; Burke’s book is the only other one Susan and I can remember. And here, it doesn’t sound like Presley is going to try to cure her lover so much as step in and railroad him. A method I particularly approve of ’cause it’s real.

And there’s other fresh stuff here: getting fired by your boyfriend. Parents who are vested in music but aren’t (so far as I can tell) former rock stars. A lead singer who gets called to military service.

Yes. I like. Bring this one, and bring it QUICK.

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There’s something about this that makes me think it’s YA, although the first sentence says the character has his own apartment. New Adult, then? It just seems young.

I’m Tyler Lindsey, and until recently, I had an okay apartment, an okay girlfriend, and an okay job as a bellboy at a respectable Boston hotel. Then rock star Chris Raiden died right before I brought his room service—stiffing me on the tip, by the way—and my life went to hell. My fifteen minutes of fame was more like five seconds, and my girlfriend left me in disgust.

But even worse—Chris is haunting me. Not the room where he died, like a normal ghost. No, somehow he’s stuck to me and is insisting on taking care of a bunch of unfinished business in California. So now I have to traipse across the country with the world’s most narcissistic ghost.

But . . . I keep having these weird thoughts. Thoughts about how much I like the way he makes me laugh. Thoughts where I kind of want to kiss the emo-narcissist, even though he’s a ghost and an asshole and I can’t touch him anyway. And even if I could, what will happen when he finishes his business and nothing’s keeping him here anymore?

Okay, I like the ghost idea here. Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a totally new and fresh plot!

But I’m not so sure about other stuff. Like the fact that Tyler here is whining about the guy dying without leaving a tip for something that hadn’t been delivered yet. Into yourself much? And then this guy calls the ghost a narcissist twice and … just who’s got the complex here?

Still, we don’t see a lot of ghost stories in Rock Fiction, which is weird because if there was ever a section of lit that begs for it, this is it. And now we’ve got one, so Jett here is gonna shut up and hope a copy of this lands on her e-reader so she can see what it’s all about and if this ghost story lives up to its potential.

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Susan sent me an e-mail when she sent me the link to this one. “This is how old I am,” she said. “One of my best friends loves this song and he’s taught his four boys to sing along, as lustily as possible, whenever it comes on. You can imagine what his wife, who is also one of my best friends (go figure) thinks of all this.”

Umm… no, actually, I can’t.

Lucky for me, the book has nothing to do with the song, once you get past the title. In fact, this has to be one of the best Rock Fiction setups I’ve ever seen!

Everyone at Hundred Oaks High knows that career mentoring day is a joke. So when Maya Henry said she wanted to be a rock star, she never imagined she’d get to shadow *the* Jesse Scott, Nashville’s teen idol.

But spending the day with Jesse is far from a dream come true. He’s as gorgeous as his music, but seeing all that he’s accomplished is just a reminder of everything Maya’s lost: her trust, her boyfriend, their band, and any chance to play the music she craves. Not to mention that Jesse’s pushy and opinionated. He made it on his own, and he thinks Maya’s playing back up to other people’s dreams. Does she have what it takes to follow her heart—and go solo?

Career mentoring day??? I love it!

I love that this isn’t necessarily a romance. We’ve been finding a lot of romances lately, so it’s good to see something else. Diversity. You know.

Bring this one on. Can’t get into my hands fast enough.

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The rise of the Black Eagles was meteoric, from band practice in the garage to global stars almost overnight.

And Melissa Webb, the beautiful girlfriend of the front man, appeared to have it all.

But when Luke Black disappears without a trace and Melissa wakes up in a hospital bed after a savage attack, her perfect world is shattered and their lives are plunged into a potentially deadly crisis.

Where is Luke, and can he be found before it is too late?

Whoa! This one sets us up for a romance and turns into … a mystery??

FRESH storyline. I’m loving it.

(but why do bands always have a meteoric rise to the top? Okay, so that’s pretty much the norm these days, but how many of them stay there? What’s wrong with slow and steady? With going in jags? With having a bad album and then recovering? C’mon, authors! Variety!)

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Ladies and gentlemen, we have a fresh plot! Check it!

The last thing marketing assistant Kayla Morgan expects to do on a Friday morning is give a tour of her emergency shelter to a flighty rock star. When her boss orders her to play nice, she acquiesces.

Sebastian Cox, lead singer of The U.K. Underground, finds the American bird with the bunker in her backyard more than wacky, but the band’s looking for a location to shoot their latest video.

When an earthquake strikes, the unlikely couple gets trapped and finds a few ways to keep themselves busy. Once reality sets in, will their differences leave them on shaky ground?

There is so much to say about this one, where do I start? How about this: Where’s the review copy???