Thursday, August 25, 2016

Review & Tour: Bedded Bliss by Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott


Title: Bedded Bliss
Author: Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott
Genre/Age: Romance
Series: Found in Oblivion Series (Book One)
Publisher: Rainbow Rage Publishing
Format: ebook via Tasty Book Tours
Rating: ✺✺✺
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SynopsisWhat happens in Vegas stays in Vegas... 
until someone ends up married. 
Michael Shawcross is living the dream, opening up for his idols, Oblivion, on his band Warning Sign’s first tour. Until an overzealous fan goes too far and his hard-partying ways catch up to him in the form of an ultimatum from his manager, Lila Crandall. 

Clean up your image—or else. 

Single mom Chloe Adams is in Vegas for a rare girls’ night out. She wasn’t ever supposed to be attracted to another rockstar. In fact, she’s in rockstar rehab, and the cure for her addiction definitely isn't a sexy, smart-assed guitarist with wicked fingers. 

She never expects to accidentally end up his wife. Or to have her new husband suddenly decide that she’s the solution to all his problems. And surprise…he’s happy to show his appreciation in a number of interesting, inventive ways. 

Pretending their marriage is real might just be the hottest proposition she’s ever been given. 

But what happens when a lie becomes the truth?





Hours seemed to pass while she was on that bar. Lost to him and the fire he’d stoked inside of her.

Now it was raging.

The watery tones of the song seemed to infiltrate her skin. Her hips followed the silky rhythm as she lifted her arms. She closed her eyes just enough so the twirling lights became streaky trails dragging her away from reality. Her fingers brushed over crystals dripping off the overhead lighting fixtures of the bar.

She had enough vodka in her veins to ignore the fact that Michael Shawcross was at her feet. When his fingers skimmed over her calves and around to the backs of her knees, she opened her eyes and met his hooded gaze.

Silver winked from his eyebrow, and the shadow of a beard emphasized the angular lines of his face. He was absurdly handsome. Too attractive, to be honest. No man should be that delicious and be even remotely attainable.

Yet there she was. On the bar, with the calloused tips of his fingers dragging up the backs of her thighs.

She slid her fingers into his hair. The super short hairs sifted around her trimmed nails until she got to the denser wavy strands on top. Just enough to twist, so she did. She tugged his head back, pressing her knee to his shoulder.

He reached up for her, gripping her waist with his huge hands. His long fingers made her feel tiny. Wanted.

His eyes screamed hunger.

No. Not for her. He wasn’t for her.

Rockstar.

Wrong type.

So much the wrong type.

Too bad the crackling arc of attraction between them wasn’t freaking listening.

Her breath shuddered out as she slid down his body, her breasts rubbing against his firm chest. Muscles everywhere. The breadth of his shoulders wouldn’t allow her to encircle all of him. She held onto what she could, her toes dangling off the floor.

His lips were right there.

So close that she could taste the tequila shooter he’d just sipped off her flesh on his breath. The bite of lime would still be on his tongue. Her nails dug into his shoulders.

She wanted that lime.

Wanted his afterburn one more time.

She couldn’t remember the last time her skin had felt so tight and responsive. She didn’t want to question it. Didn’t want to play it safe.

Safe made no sense tonight.

She covered his mouth. There was no teasing between them. Foreplay had been the air between them, the lights and the music that followed him around like its own forcefield.

Power and haunting charisma drenched in charm.

She felt the hint of his smile before their tongues tangled.

Slick and dominant, he brought every want into the foreground. She’d believed the lies she told herself.

That she didn’t need to be touched. She could live without passion.

Now she’d learned otherwise. The starvation diet never worked. As soon as she’d sampled off the forbidden tray, the craving had become all-encompassing.


USA Today bestselling author Cari Quinn likes music and men, so she figured why not write about both? When she's not writing, she's screaming at men's college basketball games on TV, playing her music too loud or causing trouble. Sometimes simultaneously.


USA Today bestselling author Taryn Elliott is obsessed with rock stars, men, and her unending playlists--maximizing these things seemed like a very good idea. When she's not writing, she's losing hours to hot men on TV, and/or a graphic design project. Multitasking is her middle name.

They decided to combine forces and found that hey...this writing deal is even more awesome when you collaborate with your best friend.


And so Lost in Oblivion was born.

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**Disclaimer: I received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for honest review.** 

This was definitely worth the wait!


I have begun to thoroughly appreciate rock star romances. They are taking hold of a special place in my heart where my infatuation with books and music collide. Add a few steamy love scenes and I fall weak in the knees. So when I saw this book tour listed on Tasty Tours, I signed up at once. There was some sort of delay in distributing the review copies but the moment I got mine, I dove into it.

Just a quick note, from the book's description, I was actually expecting a different kind of story to emerge. I assumed this would be a case of an accidental-marriage turned into a 'marriage of convenience' where the couple works out a deal to stay together to save the rock star's image and end up falling in love. In actuality, this story unravels quite differently. That's fine, of course. But I was expecting something different from the description. It's a bit misleading.

Michael is a guitarist in an up-and-coming rock band. He also has a bit of a reputation for enjoying his rock star status. But he secretly longs for a more meaningful relationship and a family, something he was robbed of as a child.

Chloe is trying desperately to keep her life together. A dead fiance and a two year old boy are just a few of her troubles. A fun-filled weekend in Vegas with her two best friends is exactly the break she needs.

But after too much alcohol and heavy flirtation, Chloe wakes to find herself wearing someone else's t-shirt, in someone else's bed, and (the shocker?) wearing a wedding ring! What happens in Vegas... 


... sometimes changes your life entirely.

The writing style flowed fairly well and the pacing was pretty good. I found the relationships between Chloe, Nick, Michael, and Lila, to be confusing, at first. For a while, I thought Nick was Michael's father, only to be corrected later on. With so many characters having multiple marriages, it was no wonder that I become confused. I almost needed a diagram to keep everyone straight. But, of course, I hadn't read any of the previous books that featured the supporting characters so it's partially my fault, I guess.

I enjoyed this book from the first page. The chemistry between Michael and Chloe was spicy and the love scenes sizzled. I was pleasantly surprised to see Chloe embracing her attraction to Michael instead of playing the keep-away game like so many other characters do in these accidental-marriage stories.

In closing... 
There was less music and more romance than I'm used to seeing in a rock star romance but I didn't mind because the romance story was adorable. I am excited to see who the next book is about and I want to learn more about what happened to Chloe's best buds in/after Vegas. For this one, four stars!