A Stone in the Sea
~ AL Jackson ~
Synopsis:
Until he found she had everything to give…
Sunder lead singer and guitarist Sebastian Stone has everything—fans, fame, and fortune. He also has a heart full of bitterness and a reputation for a short-fused temper. But an outward reputation rarely reveals the true man inside. Facing assault charges after trying to protect his younger brother, Sebastian is sent to Savannah, Georgia to lie low until the dust settles in L.A.
Shea Bentley is beautiful, kind, and hiding from the very lifestyle Sebastian has always embraced.
When the mysterious, tattooed stranger begins hanging out at the bar where she works, Shea is quick to recognize he is nothing but trouble, but she's helpless to the way her body lights up every time his intense gray eyes tangle with hers.
They both soon find themselves drowning in a sea of desire and passion that won’t let them up for air.
Sebastian knows firsthand secrets never die, and he’s not the only one who’s hiding them.
Loving someone always comes with a price. But will it be Shea’s past that costs them everything?
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*Excerpt at bottom of post*
My Review:
I have always loved AL Jackson's books. I fall in love with her writing and her stories a little more with each one I read! A Stone in the Sea has melted into my heart, my soul. This book is hauntingly beautiful. You can feel the character's deep in your gut, in your heart... their individual fears and heartache, their turmoil, their secrets, their past, their present... their PASSION! The connection between Sebastian and Shea left me breathless. There's this inexplicable pull between them that neither can deny. You can FEEL it. This tether pulling them to one another. And when they finally connect, it's like your heart explodes. I melted with them. You'll find yourself caring so deeply for each of the characters in this book. Sebastian, AKA Baz, is the lead singer and guitar player for the rock band Sunder. How hot is that?! Add to it his gorgeous face and sexy body, with imperfections that make him oh so perfect.... and yeah, just wow! But Baz has had a troubled life, he's done lots of bad while trying to get him and his band where they are today. But he's in desperate need of something good, he just doesn't know it yet. Shea Bentley. Beautiful, sweet, Shea. She doesn't need a man in her life, she's been doing just fine without. She thinks she has enough love and happiness already and doesn't want all the distractions relationships can bring. That is, until she meets Baz. No matter how hard they try to fight it, there's no denying it. They need each other in the most desperate way.
The author took my breath away with her words. Words that had me falling, falling, falling....till I was so wrapped up in every thought and emotion they felt like they were my own. I laughed, I cried, I felt, and I LOVED! Thank you so much AL Jackson, for sharing your amazing talent with all of us! I am dying for the next book, and I know you will not disappoint. But please write fast! .....impatiently waiting.
Author Bio:
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A.L. Jackson is the New York Times
bestselling author of Take This Regret
and Lost to You, as well as other
contemporary romance titles, including Come
to Me Quietly, Come to Me Softly, Pulled,
When We Collide, and If Forever
Comes.
She first found a love for writing
during her days as a young mother and college student. She filled the journals she carried with
short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and
joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years later, she shared a short story
she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their
encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends
her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three
children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.
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Excerpt:
Excerpt:
I froze when I felt the presence behind me. The song slowly
blinked out, the last note lingering in the dense air, before I slowly looked
over my shoulder to find Shea. Thoughtful eyes met mine in all their
warmth—covering me, pulling me in, dragging me under.
“You play,” she said, a statement rather than a question.
“A little,” I said with a shrug.
She scoffed. “I would hardly classify that as a little.” She
shuffled toward me, barefoot, and still wearing that robe. “You have a
beautiful voice,” she whispered, and again it took on that reverent tone, like
she was recognizing something inside me I didn’t see.
She ran her fingers up the back of my neck and into my hair,
and I lifted my head to it and tried not to moan like a girl when she pressed
her hot mouth to my Adam’s apple, kissing me there like the temptress she was.
“Such a beautiful, beautiful voice for a beautiful, beautiful
man.” The words vibrated against my throat.
“Shea.” My response was hoarse, uttered toward the ceiling as
she kissed up and down my throat. With her daughter’s innocent face running
like a reel through my mind, I searched inside myself for some kind of resolve.
For courage. For a speck of integrity. “I should go. I shouldn’t be here. I
shouldn’t have stayed. Shouldn’t have come back.”
Never should have come in the first place.
“You’re exactly where I want you to be,” she coaxed against
my skin.
“Shea.” It was a plea for one of us to find reason.
“Please,” she whispered, hands sinking into my shoulders.
Weak.
Weak.
Weak.
That’s what she made me.
Groaning, I gave, because she already had me, and I swiveled
a fraction, grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her onto my lap. She was quick
to straddle me, a smile taking over her face as I palmed her ass, all those
waves of shiny soft hair falling down around us.
“It’s hardly fair, you know,” she said.
“What’s not fair?”
“You…looking the way you do. Then you turn around and have a
voice like that? Singing and playing that way?” She pulled back with a grin.
“Tell me you don’t play guitar. You know what they say, a man with a guitar
automatically becomes ten times sexier than any other guy in the room.”
I curbed a snort.
Didn’t I know it.
And that was exactly the shit I’d come to hate.
“Pair that with this face and this body…” she continued,
purely playful.
Any other girl started talking like that and I’d have tossed
her from my lap.
Instead, I kneaded my fingers deeper into the flesh of her
ass, rocking her into my cock that was at the ready and begging for more.
Shivers rolled through her. “…and I would say you’re
irresistible, Sebastian Stone.”
“Is that all you want me for…my body?” I teased, running my
hands up her back, eliciting a pleasured whimper from her.
Fingertips played across my chest, and her expression turned
vulnerable, that storm collecting speed. “Yeah. I do want this body.” Those
fingers fluttered up to my jaw. “And I want this face.”
Eyes not leaving mine, she slowly leaned down and kissed me
over my heart. “Most of all, I want this,” she murmured, hiding nothing, laying
herself bare.
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