Rainbow Lyrics and Mellow Mushrooms would like to wish a happy release day to Ann Lister with her latest smokin' hot Rock Gods novel Fighting His Fire. Holy Cow everyone, when I say smoking hot, I mean that this novel nearly set my kindle on FIRE!!!!
Blurb:
Locked-down at a Los Angeles intervention facility, everyone around
Dante Dupont and his Black Ice band mate, Ashton Lane, thought this would fix
the issues between them. Dante and Ashton knew differently. What made this a
hundred times worse was the fact they were stuck in this room together. They
hadn't shared space like this since the one afternoon they both wanted to
forget. And, revisiting that nightmare was not an option . . . with or without
the help of a therapist.
Two musicians. Same band. Afraid to admit their true feelings, being in
close quarters again has them both at their breaking point. They say if you
can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen, but neither of them can find a
reason to leave, and fighting the fire is becoming more and more difficult to
do.
Dante's baggage isn't pretty and his scars run deep, but Ashton might be
the one to finally see beyond his past and help him find a way out from the
smoke screen he's spent his life hiding behind. In order to get there, though,
they'll both have to walk through the flames.
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Excerpt One:
Ashton
wasn't so sure he would be able to handle Dante. He drew in a long breath,
though, and tried to regain his composure. Dante surely could be a cocky
bastard, but so could Ashton. He'd never once felt inadequate or unskilled in
bed and Ashton wasn't about to allow Dante that kind of power of thinking he
was either of those things now. Their personalities were alike in many ways and
that knowledge had Ashton feeling more in control of the situation then he
probably was.
Go big or go home, right? Ashton
thought.
“I hope you'll be playing with
your A game, Sparky,” Ashton said. “Because I brought some of my own heat to
this party.”
“I'm counting on it,” Dante
replied.
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Excerpt Two:
Dante stood in the doorway with
his hands jammed into the front pockets of his jeans and watched Ashton strum
on an acoustic guitar, then occasionally stop to write down notes onto a piece
of paper. When Dante shifted his weight against the doorjamb, Ashton finally
noticed his presence. His blond head lifted and the smile he gave Dante made
his heart clench.
“Is this where you've been hiding all day?” Dante's grin
was wide in return.
“Not all day,” Ashton replied. “Maybe for the last
several hours, though.”
“I forgot you played guitar,” Dante said, still not
moving from his position on the doorjamb.
Ashton nodded. “I also play piano.”
Dante chuckled and said, “You're a one-man band.”
“No way. I love beating on my skins too much.”
Dante stepped further into the room. “I wanted to let you
know that they brought dinner to our room, if you're interested.”
“Did you already eat?” Ashton asked.
“I was waiting for you,” Dante returned.
Ashton set the guitar back in the stand beside the chair
and stood up. After he grabbed his notes from the table, he walked over to
Dante at the door and together they walked back to their room. “It smells like
pot roast,” Ashton commented as he stepped into the bedroom.
“It is,” Dante answered with a grin. “I peeked.”
“I love pot roast,” Ashton offered.
“I know. That's why I went looking for you,” Dante
answered. “I knew you wouldn't want to miss this.”
This time they sat at the table together to eat, instead
of on opposite sides of the room. “It's weird being able to walk around this
place now,” Ashton said.
“I kept waiting for someone to shove my ass back in here
and lock the damn door again,” Dante added. Dante glanced at the piece of lined
paper on the table beside Ashton. “Were you writing?”
“I was messing around on that guitar and inspiration
struck,” Ashton said.
“I love it when that happens,” Dante added.
“Wanna hear it?” Ashton offered.
When Dante nodded, Ashton began to hum out a slow,
rolling melody that made Dante's skin prickle. It was good, and Dante suddenly
had the urge to add lyrics to go with the music. “As soon as we finish eating,
let's go get that guitar and see if we can finish what you started.”
Ashton's eyebrows lifted at that suggestion. He loved
writing music with Dante and sadly, as the rift between them grew, the music
between them died. “I'd really like that,” Ashton said. “I can't remember the
last time we wrote together.”
“It's been too long, Ashes.”
Hearing the sentiment in his nickname had emotion biting
at Ashton's eyes. He'd missed this so much his chest felt tight. For the first
time in quite a while, Ashton had hope that he and Dante might find a way back
to where they once were.
It was sometime during the pre-dawn hours when Dante and
Ashton felt satisfied with their song. The music came from Ashton, but the
lyrics were all Dante.
~ I Am The Phoenix ~
Caught between pleasure and pain.
The ache can feel like bliss.
I scratch and claw my way through
sin
to live with you like this.
Tumbling free from life itself,
I found my way to you.
I shed the skin that held my past,
and began again as new.
I rose up from your Ashes,
like a Phoenix taking flight.
Fighting the fire beneath my talons,
I will rise into your light.
Book Review:
God I loved this book. I’m not one to wander through my
house gushing over something I read, but that is just what I did last night
when I finished reading Fighting His Fire by Ann Lister. After a long afternoon
of writing, I happily curled up in my chair, thinking I would read a few
chapters before bed. A few chapters turned into the entire book in one sitting,
as in not even pausing to grab a coffee or nothing, I was that engrossed in the
story.
Not only do we have the super hotness of two majorly sexy
rockers, but we’ve got angst, lots of it. The novel kicks things off with an
intervention and two guys, Ashton and Dante who seemingly hate each other to
the point where they can’t even be in the same room together without trying to
beat the hell out of one another.
As being forced to cohabitate a room together begins to wear
on them and the therapist begins to chip away at each of their issues, secrets
begin to be revealed that quite honestly left me a crying mess. I love when an
author can make me hurt with her characters and Ann Lister was able to do that
several times over the course of the story. She made me fall in love with
Ashton and Dante, care about what they were feeling and how they were handling
things and what was going to happen between them.
These guys were real and explosive and passionate about
their music and their feelings. I kept feeling like there was something that
still remained hidden about Ashton that hasn’t been revealed yet, but knowing
there are books to come I wasn’t left worrying that we wouldn’t find out. I also
didn’t find myself lost by not having read the previous book, this worked
amazing as a standalone despite the fact that there were clearly characters
from previous novels involved.
I’m not going to give any spoilers, this is one you just
need to pick up and read, I highly recommend having the tissues ready, at least
in the beginning, because wow, just wow. Ann’s writing style is beautiful,
flowing, gritty, emotional and very easy to read. I plan on going back and
picking up the rest of the series for a binge reading marathon.
This book is five smokin’ hot dancin’ hamster good.
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