Monday, June 22, 2015

Review+Giveaway: BEAT by Vi Keeland

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BEAT by Vi Keeland
Genre: Contemporary Romance (standalone)

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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This was my first book by Vi Keeland and I read it in one night because Flynn captured my heart. He's the kind of rock star that makes you smirk, squirm, and your pulse race. He's funny, cocky, caring and definitely smokin' hot! Ms Keeland created a lovable and memorable character that you can't but love!

As you can read from the blurb Lucky has it all - or so it seems: A hot rock star boyfriend, her own bar and she's a vocal couch. She goals on all levels. Coming from a famous family of musicians, Lucky, is used to see and meet famous people but never did she imagined young talented Flynn will turn her perfectly mediocre life upside down with his two sexy dimples. He's like a breeze of fresh air and makes her doubt the feelings to her still-boyfriend, Dylan aka Douchbag. Is her love just a teenage crush? Was is ever more? She's confused, that's all she knows.

If you're afraid this is a heavy love triangle, don't be. Ms Keeland made it very clear for whom Lucky's heart beat. By no means do I support cheating and I know for many Lucky's actions will rub you the wrong way but I believe in destiny and if two people are meant to be together there's no escaping faith.

Flynn lightens up this whole mess with his irresistible humor .....
"Behave," I warn.
"Nope." He shakes his head slowly. "No? You're not going to behave." "Nope. I've decided what happened today was too good . It needs to happen again. Frequently, in fact." (...)"Here comes your soon-to-be-ex."

but also with this side of him:
"I had a good a teacher."
"I don't even think you rally ever needed me." He stares at me for a long moment with his beautiful blue eyes.
"Funny. I was just thinking you're all I really need."

BEAT is sweet romance about two talented people who share the same passion that were meant to cross paths eventually....and when they finally did there was no way going back, denying or hiding their feelings. They need to overcome some hiccups but no major drama or angst (the love triangle you'll survive) is to be found in the book and I'm glad it was a light read. Ms Keeland created a enjoyable rock star romance with a main character to swoon and dream about!

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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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