Rock Courtship (bk 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel:
David & Thea’s Story
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What happens when the Gentleman of Rock decides to play dirty?
A drummer for the hottest rock band on the planet, David has a single, powerful
weakness: Thea, the band’s publicist and the woman who steals his breath away with her
Only problem is, Thea doesn’t date clients—or musicians. Emotionally scarred by a
cheating ex, she’s not about to risk her heart with a man who has groupies buzzing
around him like flies. Even if his sexy smile ties her up in knots.
What she doesn’t know is that David is a one-woman man...and he’s madly in love with
her. David’s determined to prove he’s worth the risk, and willing to court her, step by
exquisite step. Thea’s about to discover just how long and hard this handsome drummer
Excerpt: Rock Courtship (Book 1.5) A Rock Kiss Novel
“Beer—whatever you have on tap,” David said to the grizzled bartender and grabbed a stool, his
eye on the rugby game in progress on the TV screen bolted above the bar.
He’d hardly taken a sip of his beer, the dark liquid bitingly cold, when he felt a presence at
his back. Instincts honed by a childhood in one of the toughest areas of New York had him
focusing on the mirror behind the bar to check out the situation before he turned. A big, bald,
and heavily muscled male with a spiderweb tattoo on his neck was standing behind and just to
the side of David, a smirk on his pockmarked face.
Belly heating, David turned with a slight smile. “Problem?”
The bald man bared his teeth and, laughing, looked to a table to his right. “Hear that, boys?” he
called out to his friends. “The pussy rock star here wants to know if there’s a problem.”
Laughter and shouts from that particular table, while the rest of the men in the bar went quiet.
David didn’t move, taking a measure of the players without letting it show. “Always know your
opponent” had been one of the first things his father had taught him—Vicente Rivera didn’t
believe in turning the other cheek; he believed in teaching his sons how to put bullies on the
ground and keep them there.
“Yeah, there’s a problem,” the bald guy said, shoving at David’s shoulder. “This is a real bar for
real men. Not pussies.”
Like that, then. Good. He was in the mood to do some violence. Lifting his beer, David took a
long drink, then slammed it down... and punched Bald Head in the jaw at the same time that he
kicked out with his foot to connect with the other man’s knee. The jackass went down like a ton
Roaring in rage, the man’s friends came at David.
He grinned and started to show them what this “pussy rock star” could do.
It wasn’t until they’d broken a table and several chairs, and the bartender had called the cops
that David realized Thea would have to deal with the fallout from this. Fuck, fuck, fuck, he
thought as he was shoved into a cell alone, his erstwhile opponents in the cell opposite. Sliding
down the graffiti-marked wall to the floor, he thought about the phone call the desk sergeant
had said he could make and decided against it.
Fox had Molly with him—the band’s lead singer had been waiting for his girl to arrive since
the instant Schoolboy Choir set foot in the city. As for Noah and Abe, they both had their own
plans. He knew any one of the three men would drop those plans in an instant to come to his
aid, but since the cops had made it clear he’d be spending the night in a cell no matter what,
why mess up their plans?
“You do or say anything that’ll hit the media, you call me. Day or night. I hate surprises—so
don’t you dare surprise me.”
Thea had given that order to all four of them when she’d agreed to act as their publicist. Her up-
front nature and dedication to her job was part of the reason they’d hired her; Thea was the best
and she didn’t take any shit from her clients. He wasn’t doing himself any favors by not calling
Right then, David couldn’t find it in himself to care. It wasn’t as if she could hurt him any more
than she already had. And Jesus, how long was he going to carry this torch that was burning
him alive? “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said aloud, banging the back of his head against the wall.
Rock Addiction (Book 1) A Rock Kiss Novel
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A bad boy wrapped in a sexy, muscled, grown-up package might be worth a little risk...
Molly Webster has always followed the rules. After an ugly scandal tore apart her childhood
and made her the focus of the media’s harsh spotlight, she vowed to live an ordinary life. No
fame. No impropriety. No pain. Then she meets Zachary Fox, a tattooed bad boy rocker with a
voice like whiskey and sin, and a touch that could become an addiction.
A one-night stand with the hottest rock star on the planet, that’s all it was meant to be...
Fox promises scorching heat and dangerous pleasure, coaxing Molly to extend their one-night
stand into a one-month fling. After that, he’ll be gone forever, his life never again intersecting
with her own. Sex and sin and sensual indulgence, all with an expiration date. No ties, no
regrets. Too late, Molly realizes it isn’t only her body that’s
become addicted to Fox, but her
Meet the Author
NEW YORK TIMES AND USA Today bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling and Guild
Hunter series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This
time around, she decided to write about hot and wickedly tempting rock stars. If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.
Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing. If you’d like
to explore her other books, you can find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensation is
the first book in the Psy-Changeling series, whileAngels’ Blood is the first book in the Guild
Hunter series. Also, don't forget to swing by the site to check out the special behind-the-scenes
page for the Rock Kiss series, complete with photos of many of the locations used in the books.
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