We’re big fans of the Lost in Oblivion series by Cari Quinn and Taryn Elliott and were jumping for joy when we saw the series is sort of continuing with this Found in Oblivion series. We already know it’s going to be a favorite for us. We’ve got a review and excerpt for the first book, Bedded Bliss, plus an awesome giveaway. We know you can’t wait to dive right in!
***About the Book***Bedded Bliss by Cari Quinn, Taryn Elliott
Also by this author: Lovers Unmasked
Series: Found in Oblivion #1
Published by Rainbow Rage Publishing on August 22, 2016
Genres: Accidental Wedding, Contemporary Romance, Love After Loss, One Night to More, Player Falls in Love
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A hot night in Vegas is just what the rockstar ordered…until someone ends up married.
Michael Shawcross is living the dream, opening up for his idols, Oblivion, on his band Warning Sign’s first tour. Until an overzealous fan goes too far and his hard-partying ways catch up to him in the form of an ultimatum from his manager, Lila Crandall.
Clean up your image—or else.
Single mom Chloe Adams is in Vegas for a rare girls’ night out. She wasn’t ever supposed to be attracted to another rockstar. In fact, she’s in rockstar rehab, and the cure for her addiction definitely isn’t a sexy, smart-assed guitarist with wicked fingers.
She never expects to accidentally end up his wife. Or to have her new husband suddenly decide that she’s the solution to all his problems. And surprise…he’s happy to show his appreciation in a number of interesting, inventive ways.
Pretending their marriage is real might just be the hottest proposition she’s ever been given.
But what happens when a lie becomes the truth?
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Hours seemed to pass while she was on that bar. Lost to him and the fire he’d stoked inside of her.
Now it was raging.
The watery tones of the song seemed to infiltrate her skin. Her hips followed the silky rhythm as she lifted her arms. She closed her eyes just enough so the twirling lights became streaky trails dragging her away from reality. Her fingers brushed over crystals dripping off the overhead lighting fixtures of the bar.
She had enough vodka in her veins to ignore the fact that Michael Shawcross was at her feet. When his fingers skimmed over her calves and around to the backs of her knees, she opened her eyes and met his hooded gaze.
Silver winked from his eyebrow, and the shadow of a beard emphasized the angular lines of his face. He was absurdly handsome. Too attractive, to be honest. No man should be that delicious and be even remotely attainable.
Yet there she was. On the bar, with the calloused tips of his fingers dragging up the backs of her thighs.
Keep Reading the Excerpt for Bedded Bliss
Keep Reading the Excerpt for Bedded Bliss
She slid her fingers into his hair. The super short hairs sifted around her trimmed nails until she got to the denser wavy strands on top. Just enough to twist, so she did. She tugged his head back, pressing her knee to his shoulder.
He reached up for her, gripping her waist with his huge hands. His long fingers made her feel tiny. Wanted.
His eyes screamed hunger.
No. Not for her. He wasn’t for her.
So much the wrong type.
Too bad the crackling arc of attraction between them wasn’t freaking listening.
Her breath shuddered out as she slid down his body, her breasts rubbing against his firm chest. Muscles everywhere. The breadth of his shoulders wouldn’t allow her to encircle all of him. She held onto what she could, her toes dangling off the floor.
His lips were right there.
So close that she could taste the tequila shooter he’d just sipped off her flesh on his breath. The bite of lime would still be on his tongue. Her nails dug into his shoulders.
She wanted that lime.
Wanted his afterburn one more time.
She couldn’t remember the last time her skin had felt so tight and responsive. She didn’t want to question it. Didn’t want to play it safe.
Safe made no sense tonight.
She covered his mouth. There was no teasing between them. Foreplay had been the air between them, the lights and the music that followed him around like its own forcefield.
Power and haunting charisma drenched in charm.
She felt the hint of his smile before their tongues tangled.
Slick and dominant, he brought every want into the foreground. She’d believed the lies she told herself. That she didn’t need to be touched. She could live without passion.
Now she’d learned otherwise. The starvation diet never worked. As soon as she’d sampled off the forbidden tray, the craving had become all-encompassing.
USA Today bestselling author Cari Quinn likes music and men, so she figured why not write about both? When she’s not writing, she’s screaming at men’s college basketball games on TV, playing her music too loud or causing trouble. Sometimes simultaneously.
USA Today bestselling author Taryn Elliott is obsessed with rock stars, men, and her unending playlists–maximizing these things seemed like a very good idea. When she’s not writing, she’s losing hours to hot men on TV, and/or a graphic design project. Multitasking is her middle name.
They decided to combine forces and found that hey…this writing deal is even more awesome when you collaborate with your best friend.
And so Lost in Oblivion was born.
Kassiah: The Lost in Oblivion series is one of my favorite series and always quenches my thirst for hot rock stars. I was so excited when I found out that Cari Quinn and Taryn Elliott were writing a spin-off series, this time focusing on the band Warning Sign, who is opening up for Oblivion. The series starts off running with the band’s manager, Lila (you remember her, right? EEP!), warning guitarist Michael Shawcross to clean up his act. We’ve heard that story before, right? But this time the bad boy meets single mom Chloe and sparks fly immediately. An accidental marriage, some drama, lots of hot hot sex, and Michael is trying to convince Chloe that maybe they’re MTB.
I loved pretty much everything in this book, beginning with seeing the guys (and girls) from Oblivion. They’re some of my favorite couples, so I love that Quinn and Elliott are (sort of) continuing the series. You already know I’m going to say that I loved Michael. He was swoony and sweet, yet still a badass rock star. He’s definitely alpha and damn–so hot! And it doesn’t hurt that this is the guy the authors envisioned as Michael:
His chemistry with Chloe practically lit my kindle on fire, and the moments with Chloe’s kid made me love him even more. I liked Chloe, too. She has a past to deal with, but she wasn’t bratty or dramatic. I found her character to be authentic and relatable, which is almost rare. 🙂
Did I mention that this book is hot?
“What I regret most is not remembering this part. That moment before I entered you. Tongue, fingers, cock.” He opened his eyes and stared into hers, so deep and dark. “Kissing you nearly killed me. Imagining I missed out on recalling this…” Easing his hand between her legs, he squeezed, eliciting her gasp. “Next time, I’m going to fucking take notes.”
“You need a notepad? Maybe a pen?” Her teasing questions between their quick, hot kisses made him even more mental.
“Oh, Red, I have a canvas right here.” He scraped his callused thumb under the waistband of her jeans and she whimpered. “And I can paint you too.”
“You’re a talented man.”
“You have no idea. Maybe you need a reminder, too.” He moved back and crooked his finger, inviting her on his lap. “Get on me.”
With chemistry galore, characters you’ll root for, rockstars and more, Bedded Bliss is the perfect jumping off point in a new series that I’m sure will become a favorite.
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