Title: IRRESISTIBLE REFRAIN
Author: Michelle Mankin
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Two years ago everything changed for the
remaining members of the Seattle rock band Tempest.
Two years is a long time.
Too long to keep on remembering.
Not nearly long enough to forget.
In trouble with nowhere else to go songstress
Lace Lowell seeks refuge with the band during their stop in New York City. It's
a risky move for her because they are both there, two impossibly good looking
men whose lives are inseparably entwined with hers. One who bruised her heart
and one who smashed it into pieces.
Warren “War” Jinkins, the mercurial lead singer
of Tempest, has always had a thing for Lace. But then again so does his best
friend and band mate.
Bryan “Bullet” Jackson, the sinfully handsome
tat-sleeved lead guitarist, has a bad boy reputation befitting his nickname.
For the past two years Bullet’s had a rule with the groupies: one time, never
twice, leave ‘em satisfied, but always leave ‘em.
Two guys, one woman, and a host of dark secrets
all together within the tight confines of a tour bus as the group travels cross
country.
Can the past be forgotten and buried?
Will friendships prevail?
Or will the three of them succumb to seductive
impulses too addictive to resist?
** Irresistible Refrain is a gritty rock and roll
tale intended for mature readers seventeen and up. Contains sexual situations,
strong language, and drug use. **
My take...
Bryan can't get over his first love. And his
little 'relationship' with Avery Jones, only showed him how much he misses Lace
Lowell and wants to be with her. But she is back together with his best friend
and you know the bro code...War had claim on her first so Bryan better back off.
And it is absolute torture to see them together.
Lace has always been in love with Bryan. Ever
since she was 5 years old, she knew she wanted to marry him. But she believes
Bryan doesn't feel the same way she does. That is why she has turned to his
best friend once again. She knows how War feels about her. He loves her and she
loves him, just not the way she does for Bryan. But with her messed up life,
security needs to come first. And War will give her what needs even if he goes
about it all wrong.
I was asked to beta read this one and I got to
say...I loved it. But I love anything Mankin writes. Her Rock and Roll
characters are some of my most favorite ever. They are real, they go through
hell and back, and they are totally HOT! What’s not to love, right? But this
book is more than just a couple hot guys playing in a band. This story is
deeper and darker than Mankin has previously gone before. She delves more into
the fray of drug addiction.
With this series we get a look at the not so
glittery parts of Rock and Roll. Yes, these people are real people too. (Well
as real as fictional characters can be.) But we see in IR that life is anything
but wonderful for these guys. Just because they got a recording contract and
are touring over the US, life most certainly did not get better. In fact, it
may have gotten worse for some of them.
I am so excited about where this series is going.
With all that Mankin left us with at the end, you will be excited too.
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Bryan
I seriously contemplated telling her right then and there that she was the
only woman that had ever been important to me when I heard the door slide open
behind us.
“Guys it’s four fucking a.m.” Voice gruff with disapproval, War’s appearance
brought our intimate predawn reunion to an end. Looking wan and strung out, the
lead singer of Tempest shuffled into view wearing a pair of red boxers and
scratched his bare chest. “Come on back to bed, babe.” He held out his hand to
her while shooting me an irritated glance.
She patted my knee and I took the cue to scoot out of the booth ahead of her
so she could exit.
War threw a proprietary arm around her shoulders as soon as her bare feet
hit the floor. “Night, Loser.”
“Night, Asshole.”
War gave me the finger before he closed the door.
I stared at it for a long time. Nothing had fucking changed. Twenty thousand
people screaming my name during my guitar solo at the Garden, plus two twins,
but none of that mattered to me. Not when my best friend had the woman I’d
always wanted.
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