Blog Tour: Review, Trailer, Excerpt, Giveaway – BEAT by Vi Keeland @ViKeeland

Blog Tour: Review, Trailer, Excerpt, Giveaway – BEAT by Vi Keeland @ViKeeland

Blog Tour: Review, Trailer, Excerpt, Giveaway – BEAT by Vi Keeland @ViKeelandBEAT by Vi Keeland
Published by: Self Published
on June 14, 2015
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Rock Star Romance
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Dimpled smile of a boy

Hard body of a man

Sings like an angel

Fucks like the devil

I was stuck between a rock(star) and a hard place.

At fifteen, his poster hung on my bedroom wall.  At twenty-five his body hovered over mine.  Every girl’s fantasy became my reality.  I was dating a rockstar.  Yet I was slowly falling for another man.  The problem was—the two men—they shared a tour bus.

Flynn Beckham was the opening act.

Dylan Ryder was the headliner.

What happens when the opening act begins to shine so bright, it seems to dim everything else in its wake?

I’ll tell you what happens.  Things get ugly.

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LOVED this! A deliciously sexy Rock Star Romance with a hero you won’t soon forget! Flynn Beckham is my kind of man – sweet, charming, talented, with a hint of a dirty side. AH! He was incredibly SWOON-WORTHY in BEAT! Page after page of panty-melting lines, and HOT, STEAMY, sexual tension that was off the charts!

A woman with NOT one, but TWO rock stars, trying to get in her pants! Lucky Bitch! Lucky…her name certainly fits the bill, doesn’t it?!

A little warning – there is cheating in this book. I’m usually NOT a fan of cheating in romances, but believe me when I say…that SHIT was warranted! You will understand why in the first couple of chapters. So don’t shy away from this because of that reason. BEAT will still fill you with a bunch of feels that steers your attention away from that aspect, and points you in the direction of the slow burning connection between two people that fate has brought together.

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Getting through Flynn singing is incredibly hard.  The way his throat moves, the way his mouth caresses each syllable of the low, raspy sound that falls from his lips.  I should be watching his posture, his breathing, the way his larynx forces out the words—but instead I’m focused on the beauty of his mouth and how the sound of his voice glides over my body, making it feel both warm and tingly at the same time.  I’m lost when the song finishes, yet I haven’t really observed him yet.

“So.  Give it to me straight.  What am I doing wrong?”

Ummm…absolutely nothing from what I can see.  Everything was perfect.  Don’t change a thing.  Shit.  “Could you do it again?  Maybe a different song, one you haven’t sung in a while.  So the sounds are less familiar to your body.  Sometimes that can give me a different view.”  At least I make it sound like a real thing when the words come out.

He sings again, and this time I force myself to observe.  “Hmm…your posture is great.  Most people have a tendency to favor one side of their neck, which makes them tilt a bit when they speak, and it becomes magnified when they sing, which puts strain on the muscles around the vocal cords.  Your alignment is perfect.”

“Thank you, it goes with the rest of my perfectness,” he says with a teasing arrogance that, from the little I know about him, I know isn’t real.

“You didn’t let me finish.”

“You can’t now tell me I’m not perfect.  I was already basking in the glow.”

“Actually, it was perfect…but almost a little too perfect.  Which makes me think you don’t usually stand this way when you sing.”

“It isn’t the way I normally sing.  On stage, I usually have a guitar over my shoulder.  Even if I’m not playing it, it’s there.”

“Well, I need to see you holding your instrument to assess you fully, then.”

Flynn’s eyebrows quirk up and the dirty grin on his face is unmistakable.

“The guitar.  I’d need to see you holding the guitar.

“That’s a shame.”  He shrugs, the playful smile still on his face.  “But okay.  It’s your call.  Whatever instrument you want to see me hold is fine with me.”

“How big of you.”

“So now we’re talking about the other instrument again?”

I roll my eyes, although this conversation is having more of an effect on me than I let on.

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About Vi Keeland

Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times Bestselling author. With more than a million books sold, her titles have appeared in over fifty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in twelve languages.  She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.

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