WHERE
LIGHTNING STRIKES
A Bleeding
Stars Novel Book 3
By: AL
Jackson
Release
Day March 22
SYNOPSIS
Do you know what it
feels like right before lightning strikes? How you can feel the
current running through your veins? The trembles of warning that
ripple through the air? It was a thrill Tamar King chased all her
life until it became the very thing she had to escape.
For the last four years,
Tamar King has hidden herself in an isolated world she created. She
was safe. No one could touch her. Until Lyrik West walked through her
door.
He’s the lead guitarist
for Sunder and everything she can never have. The dark and
beautiful rock star becomes everything she craves.
Lyrik’s life has been
devoted to his band and that success has cost him. Bitter, hard, and
filled with regret, he refuses to lose himself again, but from the
moment he sees her, he wants one night with Tamar King.
The gorgeous bartender is
more than he bargained for. Their attraction is consuming. Their
desire overpowering. With one touch, they ignite.
But is it worth the cost
of getting burned?
She’s a gorgeous
nightmare and he’s a wicked dream…
WHERE LIGHTNING STRIKES,
a Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel
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Excerpt
For one night, I
wanted it. I wanted her secrets. I wanted to sink my fingers in and
take for myself. She was the exact kind of contradiction I craved.
The push and pull.
But this time the
pull was too great to ignore.
I traced my thumbs
along the delicate slope of her neck. Dragged them across the soft,
soft skin. Her pulse was racing with a violent beat. I forced her to
look at me while my entire body ran hot.
“Tell me what you
want, Red.” It slipped out in a rough murmur.
In the distance,
thunder rolled. Those blue eyes flashed. Flashed with courage and
fear.
Something about it
made me shake.
Almost defiantly,
she lifted her chin, and she reached up with her small hands and
grasped me around the wrists.
“I want you to
kiss me.”
Motherf*cker.
Leave it to Red to
ask for the thing I didn’t want to give. Memories cut a path of
panic through my consciousness. Reminding me of what I’d done. Of
why I could never get too close.
Of where my loyalty
truly lay.
Clenching my jaw, I
gripped her tighter. My heart was giving its all to reject this.
Screaming at me to wise up and to do it fast. To turn my back and
walk away. No doubt, my feet had officially crossed into the
forbidden zone. Out of bounds.
Red was trying to
take me places I didn’t want to go.
On the inside, I
struggled like a goddamned madman. Torn between lashing out like I’d
done the last time she’d been tempting me with the need to sink
inside her, to discover the countless secrets she had lying
underneath, and gathering her up and letting her in on all of mine.
I was at an all-out
war with my instincts. The f*cked-up thing was I didn’t even know
what those were anymore.
Not when it came to
her.
Wavering, I rocked
forward in indecision then rocked back. Getting closer to those full
red lips with each pass.
Her attention
flitted over my face. They jumped from my eyes to my mouth and back
again. She fisted my suit jacket.
“What do you
want?” she demanded, turning the question on me. Her voice was a
brazen, needy mix of the siren who had no issue with putting me in my
place and the soft vulnerability that kept seeping through.
My tongue darted out
and swept across my bottom lip.
Dying for a taste.
“F*ck it.”
Figured she was
going to kill me, anyway.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary and new adult romance.
She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children.
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