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Woot!

I want to say Susan’s done it again, but for a change, she’s been the go-between (control, much? Nah. She filters the mail so I have more time to read and review. Right?). And now she’s heard from author Louisa Bacio, the one who wrote the cool story about the rocker touring the bomb shelter. The one that I couldn’t even start to talk about because I was so jazzed to read it.

I’m still reading Susan Griscom’s first book, Beautifully Wounded. I mentioned that Susan Griscom (not our Rock Fiction Expert Susan) was nice enough to send over copies of the books. So I’ll take a break after I finish that one, read The Big One, and then finish off Susan Griscom’s (sheesh. I can’t even go Susan G. One of you needs a cool name like Jett.) second and we’ll be doing reviews until this place implodes. Which I hope isn’t soon because baby, I am all about the Rock Fiction.

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So Susan came across another Rock Fiction author named Susan — Susan Griscom. Go check out Susan Griscom’s site.

See those two books? The Beaumont Brothers Duology?

YES. Susan’s busy with a client (read this post at West of Mars if you don’t know what she’s up to), so I get these two ALL TO MYSELF.

I love this gig.

I’ll report in when I’ve read them.

Oh, here’s the description for the first:

What would you do if you had no place to go and no one you could trust?

“The lyrics are about you, Lena,” he confessed, and I watched his mouth as the tip of his tongue moistened his lips before he leaned his head down. Then those beautiful lips were on mine, soft, tender at first, then his tongue glided over my lips, breaking the seal. My pulse throbbed and quickened as his tongue swirled around mine. Taking and controlling, and… and I wanted this, needed his touch. I went limp in his embrace, and the heat rose under my skin, my body vibrated against his strong powerful one. Was this really happening?”

After a not-so-wonderful young adulthood-shuffled from one foster home to another-Lena Benton had hoped marriage would be her ticket to happiness. Wedded a year after high school graduation, Lena was certain she’d found her knight. But when Troy Harington’s true colors surface shortly after their glorious day of elopement, things aren’t quite as rosy as Lena had envisioned. When an unforeseen event turns ugly, all she can do is … run!

But does she run far enough?

Jackson Beaumont prides himself on being a nature-loving, guitar-strumming carefree sort of guy, known for his eagerness to help injured animals find their way back into the wild. When Lena Benton walks into his bar, he’s once again swept off his feet with concern and desire to help the wounded. Will he risk having his heart torn apart again when the memory of the fawn he rescued as a child resurfaces?