Success as a US rock star is payback to Irish drummer Sean Rosslair, whose father insisted music was a waste. Now Sean just needs to see the body to go with the smokin’ sexy voice of his new assistant, and his world will feel complete. But she ends up being the very woman he should never have.
Anxious to do a good deed, Meghan finally exposes her plus-size presence to her boss. Only he doesn’t react the way she expects—to her body or his brother. She takes her punishment for her white lie well—too well. Meghan can’t refrain from begging her boss for another spanking…but can she let go enough to embrace romance with a rockstar?
Can Sean teach Meghan his erotic secrets before a hidden enemy puts him out of commission—permanently?
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Struggling after the death of her parents, Taylor Jemison let her hormones lead her into the biggest mistake of her life. Now she has a dangerous ex who still wants to own her and a desperate need for safety. What could be safer than her new job as a Rock Star Nanny? Except now she’s locked herself in with a man who is potentially more dangerous…to her heart.
Michael Korvello has a dominant nature and a lonely heart that he keeps firmly under wraps. His kids have suffered enough for the mistakes of his past. But his new nanny has those dark desires howling at the gate. The only thing keeping him in check is the fear lurking in those brilliant green eyes. Can he earn her trust, and the right to transform all her desires into reality?
Just when neither can deny their need for each other, Taylor’s ex shows up like an unlucky charm, intent on taking back what he considers his…even if he has to destroy Michael’s world to get to her. Can two kindred souls protect the passionate love they ache for from an outsider bent on ripping them apart?
This is Book 1 in the Backstage Pass series. It is a novel of 43,000 words.
Attention: This book contains light domination/submission, a full-figured heroine, a rock star who totally understands what she needs, and sexy, sensual play.
Daniel Korvello isn’t your average Joe with a case of unrequited lust. He’s a hard rock front man who wonders if his publicist will ever see him as anything other than a job. Then they team up to hunt down a threat to Daniel’s family…and he seizes the chance to show her he’s up for more than just a one night stand.
Becca Buchanan already lived through one rock-star scandal with her reputation barely intact. She’s determined never to put herself, or her family, through that again. Only she can’t deny the desire she feels for Daniel. When he exposes the molten heat beneath her Ice Maiden exterior, she may never be able to freeze him out again.
Then their amateur investigation takes a dangerous turn that threatens the lives of those they both love. Can their newfound trust extend past the bedroom? Can Daniel let go of his guilt enough to embrace a future with Becca?
Additional Information: This book is overflowing with sexual tension, hiding from paparazzi, and judicious use of a blindfold in the bedroom. Novel length: 50,500 words.
Meghan rolled over, squinting open gritty eyelids to peak at the clock on the bedside table. After arriving at the hotel from the concert arena, she’d lain on the bed for just a few minutes and must have drifted off. All the lights in the room were still on, and her suitcase lay open on the bedspread beside her.
Only an hour had passed.
The slightly grungy feeling from her long flight had multiplied while she slept, reminding her that she’d planned to take a shower. Actually she was more of a bath girl, but she didn’t want to risk drowning if she fell asleep again.
She made it quick, once she figured out how to work the faucet in the shower. The shock of cold water before the hot woke her up slightly, but she knew her body. One steamy shower, pjs, and a warm bed—she’d be out like a light. She could deal with Sean’s anger in the morning.
He’d been none too happy with her when they got to the hotel. She’d ignored him, much as she would a child having a tantrum, while she checked in and got her key. Her southern starch had been evaporating under her exhaustion. Dueling wits with Sean took brain power, and she needed sleep for that to rejuvenate. Instead she’d made her way to her room.
It wasn’t until they reached her door that she’d turned to him for the polite good night. Instead of anger, his face had held a strangely intent expression. Thrills had traveled down along her nerves, though she’d tried to ignore them.
But she couldn’t ignore the way her heart had stopped as he’d reached out to finger a big, fluffy curl in her thick hair. “It really is good to be meeting you, Meghan.” His husky voice sent her into yet another tailspin, until all she could do was mumble as she escaped into her room.
Do not fall for that rock star charisma, she firmly reminded herself. Teasing was one thing. Falling in love with her boss would be an epic mistake. As for falling in lust—it was way too late to stop that.
Now her arms were almost too heavy to drag her oversize T-shirt on, so she settled for that and a pair of panties. Hopefully the hotel wouldn’t catch fire while she was asleep. Having to run around outside without a bra would be embarrassing beyond measure.
She walked back into the bedroom and stared at her suitcase. Man, her body felt like lead. Pulling the luggage off the bed was just too much trouble right now. Maybe she could curl back in around it like she had earlier?
“Need a hand with that?”
If she’d needed proof of her girlhood, her squeal ringing off the walls would have been it. Fatigue clouded her every sense, so she’d missed Sean, who seemed to have taken up residence in the chair in the corner of her room. “What are you doing here?” she demanded in a deliberate bass, pressing her hand to her now racing heart.
“Enjoying the view?”
“Does this room look like a tourist attraction to you?”
“It’s some kind of attraction, at least.”
The fun house, maybe. Luckily she kept that to herself as her heart rate dropped closer to normal. Not that it was ever completely normal around Sean. Over the phone or in person, he revved every engine she had.
His gaze returned to her bare legs, causing her to tug down the hem of her oversize T. Just a look should not turn her on. “What do you want?” she asked around clenched teeth.
“I want my assistant to assist me.”
“Can’t it wait until morning?” Or at least until I’m dressed?
“It cannot. You’ll be sleeping when we get there.”
Uh-oh. She looked wistfully at her bed. “Where?”
“Rosslair House. You wanted me to go. We’ll be leaving in a few minutes.”
“But I just got here.” Was that a whine in her voice? Not pretty, Meghan. Not that he would possibly care.
“Too bad,” he said. “You got me into this. You can go along for the ride.”
That grin looked totally sadistic. She had a feeling he knew just how jet-lagged she was—and planned to use it to his complete advantage. Punishment, indeed. “Fine. I’ll meet you in the lobby in…” She glanced toward the clock.
“No, ma’am. Give you a chance to disappear? I don’t think so.”
“I’m in a foreign country,” she reminded him, slapping her hands against her hips. Until his eyes glued to her breasts through the thin T-shirt material. Why, oh why, had she not put her bra back on? “Where would I go?”
“Not far.” He waved the pink wallet with her passport inside through the air.
His sheer nerve— Now he was pissing her off. “Give that back,” she said through her teeth. If he made her ruin perfectly good dental work…
Sean stood, his six-foot frame dwarfing hers. “Like I said, you can assist me in my hour of need. After all, I am paying for you to come here and torture me. Another long night of travel just might teach you not to be interfering where you don’t belong.”
Dani Wade astonished her local librarians as a teenager when she carried home 10 books every week – and actually read them all. Now she writes her own characters who clamor for attention in the midst of the chaos that is her life. Residing in the southern U.S. with a husband, two kids, two dogs, and one grumpy cat, she stays busy until she can closet herself away with her characters once more.
mrsmac19 says
I think I have a soft spot for drummers and lead singers. Of course, that’s totally subject to change based on the band! 😉 Thanks for the giveaway!
Robin B says
Love Guitar players and drummers!
jodi marinich says
always loved the drummer
DJ Sakata says
singer gets the focus
kimlrkim says
Haven’t read the series yet but from this review I can’t wait to find out which one I do like. LOL
Thank you for a wonderful giveaway.
Ginger Robertson says
Hi Daini,
I so enjoyed reading your excerpt from Striking a Chord, between Meghan and Sean. You have some romance, a little funny and mystery thrown together. I will definitely look forward to reading. And, I saw your other two releases, Settling the Score and Finding Her Rythem, you have been a very busy author!
Thank you,
Ginger
Tammy says
The bassist 🙂
GinaH says
I always thought of course it was the lead singer. But after spending 4 days last month at a music festival, I’m gonna have to say the lead guitarist! I can only imagine what he could do to me with those fingers! Oh my! LOL!! Thanks for the giveaway!
Allyn St. John says
Looks hot!
sonyakeith says
I havent read this book yet. Thanks for the give away
sonyakeith says
I love the guitarist in the band by the way. Just love how their fingers are able to move so fast and the sounds that they make.
Melissa B says
I have been swooning over DRUMMERS a lot lately. 🙂
catlover415 says
I’d say the lead singer..the front man who sings to me
Anna Kidd says
Thanks for the chance! I think my favorite band member right now would have to be Tyler Carter from Issues. He’s just agh, no words. 😉