I'm a country song waiting to happen.
No, seriously.
This Love
Renegades Book 1
by Lissa Lynn Thomas
Genre: Country Rockstar Romance
I'm a country song waiting to happen.
No, seriously.
Two lifelong best friends, my best friend and my ex, closer than brothers with one girl stuck in the middle. Of course, that girl would be me.
And, to make things even more fraught, they're both members of the area's hottest Country band.
That I manage.
The worst part of all this, though, is that I know I'm going to break someone's heart. Might even break all three of our hearts...
At least they're sure to get a hit song out of this?
Excerpt
I am a horrible person. No, seriously. Just horrible.
My freshly jilted best friend was drunk. He definitely wasn't thinking clearly when he made a pass at me.
I should have pushed him away.
I should have said no.
But I didn't.
No. Instead, I leaned in and kissed him back.
This could very well be a disaster.
Rather than sleeping, I lay awake most of the night and worry endlessly about what this could mean for our friendship. Raif has been my best friend since we met the summer before we started grammar school. We were practically babies. But we bonded instantly. For life.
His father had been in a temper, and Raif was hiding in my backyard behind the giant oak tree where I played when my mother didn't want me in the house. The foliage was thick enough that even when it rained, I was protected. As long as I was outside, everything was okay. I could pretend that nothing was wrong in my world.
Raif was a big part of that feeling. And that first day, one of his eyes had been black and blue, practically swollen shut, his bottom lip split and still bleeding. I had wanted to call 911, but he'd made me promise I wouldn't.
Instead, we'd shared the granola bar I'd had stashed in a pile of leaves for an emergency. My mom often forgot that she had to shop for groceries since she didn't care about nourishment.
Drugs and men were the only things that ever interested my mother.
From that moment on, Raif and I took care of each other any way we could.
And while I'm half terrified I may have just lost my very best friend in the world, I'm also haunted by the need still thrumming inside me from his hands and mouth on my body.
Desperately Waiting
Renegades Book 2
I’m a country song waiting to happen.
No, seriously.
I’m the angelic baby sister to an outrageously over-protective brother. I wear sundresses and smile on cue and keep to myself. I’ve never set even a toe out of line.
Until I slept with one of my brother’s best friends, anyway. And now he thinks he's going to keep me his dirty little secret for the band's sake.
Well, I’m tired of it. And I’m done being quiet.
Maybe the song they write about me will go platinum.
Excerpt
I sip my mojito and watch Bran try and extricate himself from the brunette's clutches, but she's clinging like a wisteria vine.
I should probably help.
Yeah, that's a normal non-crushing-on-him type of thing to do. Yes? Yes. I think so. None of his friends are paying the slightest bit of attention to him and he needs help.
I can help.
I hitch my brightest smile onto my face and skip over to them, sliding to a stop just a moment too late, so my mojito sloshes over the rim of my glass and all over the girl's hand. Yep, the one on Bran's chest.
His brown eyes widen, but the relief on his face is my reward. Wisteria girl jumps back, shrieking at the top of her voice like she's the Wicked Witch of the West about to melt into a pile of goo.
Oof, dramatic much?
"Hello, watch where you're going!" She snaps at me and that internal alarm that sounds when someone gets mad at me tries to steal my breath.
Nope, can't do that, not tonight. Not here. Nope.
"Oops, I'm so clumsy, I'm sorry, sweetheart." I say, glad when my voice wobbles as I lean into Bran's chest like I need the support. He rests his hand on my hip, though I'm pretty sure he knows I'm sort of faking.
I think.
Either way, I enjoy the touch more than I should while the girl glares at us like we're everything that's wrong with the world. When Bran doesn't push me aside immediately, her mouth tightens and she turns and flounces away without another word. A giggle escapes my mouth and Bran hides his face in my hair a moment.
"Thank you," he murmurs softly, not moving his hand.
I look up into his warm eyes and grin. "You are welcome. She was just not taking the hint. Clearly a rescue was needed."
He grins at me like I'm the only person in the room and I let myself imagine it for a moment, that maybe I was here on his arm, as his date. Not just Raif's kid sister invited along as a treat.
If only.
"You look lovely this evening," he says, his voice soft and deep, his eyes holding mine.
I glance down at my perfect brand new light blue cocktail dress that I hunted for a week and a half to find and grin up at him. "This old thing?"
He chuckles, "I know better." He keeps close to me, his hand still resting on my hip, scorching my skin with his nearness. I'll squirrel this moment away in my memories with all the other tiny exchanges he probably doesn't think twice about.
I smile at him and say, "You're very handsome." I sigh exaggeratedly, "As always." I just can't stand it. I want to kiss him so badly.
His cheeks flush and he looks down at our feet. Ugh, why does he have to be so wonderful? "Thank you," he drawls, his dark eyes finally coming back up and trapping mine in their depths.
Breathe, Daisy. In and out, that's it. Do not hyperventilate because he's looking at you.
Crash My Party
Renegades Book 3
I’m a country song waiting to happen.
No, seriously.
I’m Country music’s hot new artist. My good girl image has earned me everything from my record deal to opening the tour for the Renegades.
The band’s alluring bad boy drummer, Troy, leaves me wanting. Wanting something new, to throw it all away for even a moment under his touch.
Finding out he knocked me up kind of kills that little fantasy, though. There’s no escaping this—I’m ruined.
I’ll never see the stage again.
Excerpt
It's been two days since I set eyes on Mia West. I don't know if it's because I've been warned away from her so thoroughly or what, but she's all I've been able to think about. It's not really surprising. The girl's a knockout. Long honey blonde hair and big dark blue eyes, a mouth made for sin. Not to mention a body I'd love to get better acquainted with. Generous curves in all the right places. And she smiled right at me after giving me the once over. I winked; I couldn't help myself.
Yeah, I could be in some trouble here, but only if I don't control myself.
I can control myself.
Also, I didn't make the best first impression on her. I will probably have to work really hard to have a shot with her.
I don't do that. Well, I haven't so far in my life.
There is a first time for everything. Besides, if I sleep with her, there's no way the boys would find out unless I wanted them to.
This could work...
Hard to Love
Renegades Book 4
I’m a country song waiting to happen
No, seriously.
Left at the altar. Hooked up with my best friend and she turned around and got with my bandmate. Oh, and another bandmate is a dad now, but that’s still easier to digest than the last one screwing my baby sister. But hey, we’re still in the midst of a meteoric rise to stardom in Country music.
I wasn’t expecting to find solace in a sunshiney beautiful girl, but… let’s be honest, I wasn’t expecting most of the things life threw at me. Especially not for my devil of an ex-fiancee to prove she’s not quite through with me yet.
Renegades next hit single could be a swan song… or a lullaby.
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Excerpt
"Gracie, when was the last time you left this house?" Sam calls from my kitchen where she's cooking dinner.
"Uh," I yell back. "I went for a walk this morning, Sam. Why do you ask?"
"You have nothing in this kitchen. No snacks, no spices. You need spice, Grace! When was the last time you went grocery shopping?"
I think about it. "Well, I get my groceries delivered a lot of the time and I forget about those kinds of things until after. And then I forget the next time and before you know it I haven't had a cookie in a month."
"That's a tragedy."
I laugh and my other best friend, Libby, who is also Sam's live-in girlfriend pipes up, "Sammy, babe, we've talked about this. That's not a tragedy. You can't be teaching today's youth and not understand that."
Lissa was first inspired to consider a career in writing when she was in high school. Her English teacher recognized Lissa's gift for storytelling and encouraged her love of writing. She has 8 nieces and nephews whom she adores and a beloved cat who is her baby. Lissa loves the color purple and chai tea, and watches way too much TV.
Lissa writes flawed individuals living in stories that mix humor with the darker side of life and love. Currently, she's working on the sequel to Big Girls Bite Back.
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