Wednesday, 30 July 2014

Release Blitz, Review & Giveaway: Kylie Scott's "Lead (Stage Dive #3)."

Release Blitz, 4.5 Hearts Review 7 Giveaway: Kylie Scott's "Lead (Stage Dive #3)."

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Stay up all night with the sexy rockers in Stage Dive, the epic New Adult series from New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott, author of Lick and Play.

As the lead singer of Stage Dive, Jimmy is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it, whether it's booze, drugs, or women. However, when a PR disaster serves as a wake-up call about his life and lands him in rehab, he finds himself with Lena, a new assistant to keep him out of trouble.   
Lena's not willing to take any crap from the sexy rocker and is determined to keep their relationship completely professional, despite their sizzling chemistry. But when Jimmy pushes her too far and Lena leaves, he realizes that he may just have lost the best thing that ever happened to him.

Review: Surj Harvey

Well hell, I'm officially a Stage Dive Groupie... I'm saying it Loud and I'm saying it proud!!! I love this band, I love their books, I love their leading ladies and most importantly I love each and every one of those god damn boys!!! Uh huh!!! Yup even Mal.... yes yes I know what you're gonna say... he did absolutely leave exhausted with his personality in "Play," but he managed to win me over again in Jimmy's brilliant, funny, witty story entitled "Lead." . 

And boy wasn't that a pleasant surprise. See, having met Jimmy Ferris in the previous books, he didn't strike me as the type that would have me rolling around in laughter. I mean this man was a class A asshole. He was moody, he was rude and more often than not, he was kinda mute too... you know the sort... didn't really like to say very much but when he did, it wasn't particularly nice. Yup that sort. And to be honest, when I first met him in this book, he was actually all of those things and more. 

This was Jimmy in all his glory, rude as fuck and not a single nicety to him. 

But I wanted to peel back the layers. See what was underneath that bad boy rock star exterior. I wanted to know why he was the way he was. Surely he hadn't always been like that. 

Well it didn't take me very long to fall in love with this man... not very long at all... OK so I'm a sucker for a bad boy with a heart breaking past... what can I say... guilty as charged. But there was just something about him... a vulnerability, a fragility that called out to me... and so of course I went running ... come on ladies, it's Jimmy Ferris... tell me you wouldn't do the same? 

Whatever else he might be, Jimmy Ferris was special and complicated, 
beautiful and beastly, all rolled into one. 

So who was the lucky lady that managed to unravel this man? Well Lena of course. Her character was just awesome. Everything about her was just so relatable. She was the girl next door, no heirs or graces, and her sense of humour... she was witty and full of quick retorts. This woman had me in stitches. I spent the majority of "Lead" grinning like a Cheshire cat just waiting for the next line that would leave my sides hurting from laughing so hard. 

And his smile, oh god his smile, I wanted to wipe it off his face with a pick axe. 
I'd be gentle. You could trust me. 

The one thing that really stood out with Lena though was that she wasn't a push over. As much as she was Jimmy's sobriety companion/ assistant, she didn't take any crap from him and generally gave as good as she got. If he upset her, she wasn't backwards in coming forwards in letting him know and that's just the sort of person Jimmy needed on his side. 

Unfortunately, more often than not, these two were at it like cat and dog but that just heightened by enjoyment of this book even more. Their verbal sparring was second to none... in  a league of it's own, each of them wanting the last word in any argument they had... pure brilliance. 

“So, Lena, darling, tell me, for curiosity’s sake. When do you put out?”

I stepped closer, going toe to toe with him. He got worried then, the dimples d
disappearing and his forehead creasing. So he fucking should.

“Jimmy, my love,” I said, my voice soft and sweet. 
“I don’t fuck a guy until he has the balls to actually man up and talk to me about his feelings.”

So how the hell would love ever figure in the equation for this couple? Well it wasn't quick that's for sure. Jimmy didn't do love and Lena, well she was nursing a broken heart. Either way, a connection between the pair was inevitable and I loved the way Kylie Scott built it up between them. It was different that's for sure but it worked. I was clutching at every word spoken that might lead to something more, every moment they shared the could lead to a touch, a kiss, a grope just something because the wait was killing me, the sexual tension unbearable. The way it unraveled though was just perfect. It was complicated, a little messy, fully of hilarity and very slow!!!! Was it worth it? Oh  god yes!!!! 

Every part of me wanted him, I yearned for him on a cellular level. There could be no escaping
emotions of this magnitude. His good and bad, dark and light, his nice parts and his nasty.
Everything he was, I loved, and it left me feeling utterly helpless. 

Despite this book being light hearted in nature for the most part, there was another side to Jimmy's story. Let's not forget, that he was a recovering addict and that he his behaviour and actions in the past had hurt not only the band but also his brother Dave and so as much as I laughed, every now and again, I'd read a line that would leave me crushed and devastated: 

"She said no one would ever love me."
"She was wrong."

Kylie Scott wrote a brilliant book in "Lead." It was a perfect addition to what is already an amazing series. I love her writing, her characters, I love the way she  pulls me into the world of "Stage Dive" so easily time and time again. Get ready to go on quite the journey with Jimmy and Lena and my advice... make sure you put a "do not disturb" sign on the door because this is one book you won't want to put down. I rated "Lead" 5 hearts


“Lena, you seen my old black Led Zep shirt?” 


“You sure?” His brows became one dark cranky line. The scratches on his face were healing well, thank goodness. Though it didn’t reduce my desire to throttle his mother on a daily basis. 

“Yes. I haven’t seen it.” 

Can’t find it anywhere…” 

“And this is a surprise, how?” I slipped my hands into my back jean’s pockets. “Jimmy, you own more clothing than Cher, Brittney, and Elvis, put together. Things are bound to go missing.” 

“Sure you haven’t seen it?” 

“For goodness sake, what do you think, Jimmy? That I stole it to sleep in or something?” I laughed bitterly. Sure as hell, the truth deserved a good mocking. I’d sunk so despicably low. 

I hadn’t even meant to steal the stupid thing, but the shirt had been mixed up with my laundry a few days ago. It’d been the first top I laid my hand on after stepping out of the shower, ready to go to bed. Without thought, I’d put it on and it’d been so soft, the scent of him lingering beneath the laundry detergent. Every night since, I’d found myself in it come bedtime. My shame knew no limits. And no, I still hadn’t quit. The words still hadn’t come even close to leaving my mouth. 

He frowned. “No.” 

“That I have some deep secret longing to feel close to you resulting in my stealing your shirt like some creepy perv?” 

“Course I don’t fucking think that,” he replied crankily, reaching up to grip the top of the doorframe. All of his bulging muscles stretched the arms of his white T-shirt in the nicest way. It was all I could do not to start drooling, my heart beat taking up residence somewhere down between my thighs. And who could blame it? Not me. Maybe if I got laid, this would go away and things would return to normal. It’d seemed safer to avoid rubbing up against any men just in case I got carried away and started dating again. This new situation, however, changed everything. 

“Well, of course not! That would be crazy.” And wasn’t that the god’s honest truth? Cray-zeee. Lock me up and throw away the key because it wasn’t like I didn’t know better. 

“Just can’t figure out where the hell it could be.” 

Angels couldn’t have smiled as innocently. They might have tried, but they would have failed, the dirty-mouthed, winged, little liars. “Jimmy, I don’t know where it is. But I’ll look around for it later, okay?” 

“Yeah,” he said, and then added as an afterthought, “and stop looking at me weird.” 

“I’m not!” 

The Stage Dive series by Kylie Scott

Lick (Stage Dive #1)

Play (Stage Dive #2)

Lead (Stage Dive, #3)

Coming January 6th, 2015: Deep (Stage Dive #4)

Pre - Order: Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon AU | B&N | Goodreads

About Kylie Scott

Kylie is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and one delightful husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet. 

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