A Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel
By A.L. Jackson
Release Day – August 23
From NYT & USA Today bestselling author comes a new Bleeding Stars stand-alone novel…
She is his strength and he is her weakness. And this time he won’t let her go.
Edie Evans is gorgeous.
She’s also the definition of off-limits.
But that didn’t stop me from sneaking into her room to comfort her at night.
But guys like me? We destroy everything, so it should have been no surprise when I destroyed us, too.
The night I sent her running, I thought I’d never see her again.
Until I saw her standing like a vision in the crowd.
Austin Stone is dangerous.
He broke my heart and I refused to give him the chance to do it again.
It’s been years since I’ve seen him, and now I can’t do anything but stare at the gorgeous, tattooed man playing onstage. I should run. I know I should. But like a fool, I run straight back to him.
Our desire is overpowering.
Our need unrelenting.
She is my hope.
He is my weakness.
We should have known a passion this intense would burn us right into the ground.
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A beautiful, broken boy meets an innocent, tortured girl, and in their respective darkness, they find solace in the light they cast in each other’s shadows, but then the boy with the blackened soul destroys the brightness he brings to himself and the girl who made him feel alive for the first time since he was eight years old, shattering both of their hearts and creating wounds that refuse to heal and a distance that can’t be narrowed because careless words and exposed secrets can’t be undone.
I’ve been waiting for Austin Stone’s story since AL Jackson introduced him to readers in Baz’s stories and made us feel his torment, his regret, his shame, and his misery even though Austin’s voice was rarely heard. By Austin’s unspoken actions and his lonely existence, it was clear that he was fighting demons that refused to release him from their torture and were unrelenting in the darkness and despair that they brought to Austin’s life.
But Austin’s pain became secondary once he heard Edie’s cries, and from that night on, he’s been bound to her, protecting her as well as breaking her and causing her to run from him and her past. Because as much as Austin wants to believe that he’s good enough for Edie and will wait for her despite the years that have passed, he’ll always see himself as nothing but the cause of pain and destruction – unworthy of happiness and sentenced to live in nothing but darkness.
Until the light returns…until the trust is rebuilt…until the storm is calmed. But for two people who have never been truly free from their pasts…from the void that exists in their souls, a life together will always be conflicted…will always be a struggle to outshine the darkness…to feel strong enough…brave enough to confront the past in order to live in the present and have a future that includes more than simply existing.
Wait is definitely a story about second chances…about growth and redemption…about making one’s own choices without being afraid of the past. But it’s also about fighting to live in the light…fighting the hollowness and the worthlessness that constantly torments and finding a way to live above it.
AL Jackson mesmerizes readers with her words because she writes in a way that allows readers to FEEL everything that her characters do. The anguish, the fury, and the pain resonates off of every page and helps create an emotional connection between readers and characters – one where the characters’ struggles as well as their victories are felt in readers’ hearts and souls, allowing them to be much more than unattached spectators in a love story, which is exactly the kind of bond readers want to have with books and characters because that’s why they read them…that’s why they escape their own lives to experience others’ highs and lows and that’s what makes readers have must read authors, and I can say unequivocally that AL Jackson is one of those authors for me!
A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.
5 Poison Apples
“Shit,” I hissed, bracing myself against the spray of the icy shards pelting from the shower head.
I sucked in a breath, released it between clenched teeth, and forced myself fully under it.
Head dropped and chest heaving as rivers of ice-cold water slicked down my shoulders and back.
But it did nothing to lessen the need. Gave me no sanity or pacification.
Because all I could think about was the girl on the other side of the door.
In my bed.
Wearing just her panties and my shirt.
An angel I wanted to dirty.
I always had.
Love was messy like that.
All of my restraint scattered. I gripped my cock. Squeezed the base. My mouth dropped open at the pressure of my hand against my rigid length.
A fool thinking it might be enough.
God, I was a bastard, but there was nothing I could do before I was giving in, leaning forward and bracketing my forearm above my head to hold my weight.
Water pounded down on my head and back while I pounded my fist against my dick.
Trying to keep silent when all I wanted was to moan, teeth digging into my bottom lip as I pictured the girl spread out for me.
My breaths were coming short.
Panted and hard.
I gave into imagining the sounds she would make when I finally got to bury myself in her body.
A soft, soft gasp.
I slowed, trying to convince myself that throaty sound was all in my mind.
Just another part of this fantasy.
Until I heard the small thump against the wall.
I mashed my eyes closed, like it might hide me.
Conceal the depravity of my actions after I’d just been comforting her hours before.
Heart thrashing, I turned and moved far enough to peek out the small section where the fabric shower curtain hadn’t been drawn fully closed.
It was just a little sliver that left me exposed.
But it was enough. When I peered out, I was looking right at my girl pressed up against the wall.
She stared right back at me.
And I wanted to be horrified, my mind scrambling to conjure every weak apology I could summon. Ready to fucking grovel to keep her from turning and running once again.
Because that’s exactly what I expected her to do.
But her expression…her expression clutched me in the center of the chest and sent what little brain function I had left stampeding south.
Red, lush lips were parted, her hand pressed to her hollow of her throat, pupils dilated so big that her hooded, cerulean eyes appeared black. Needy breaths were coming at me from that sweet mouth like a goddamned freight train.
Desire swelled in the confines of the too-tight room.
She pressed deeper into the wall as if it might support her weakened knees. Head rocked back. Thighs squeezing together.
My hand shot to the shower wall to steady myself. “Warning you, Edie, you need to get out of here. Right now.”
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About the Author
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.
Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, as well as the newest BLEEDING STARS novels. Watch for the next installments, WAIT and STAY, coming in 2016.
If she’s not writing, you can find her hanging out by the pool with her family, sipping cocktails with her friends, or of course with her nose buried in a book.
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