Book
title:
Summer Sky by Lisa Swallow
Series: Blue Phoenix #1
Genre: Contemporary romance
Release
date:
April 2014
Cover designed by Najla
Qamber Designs
Photo by Lindee Robinson
Photography
Models: Madison Wayne &
Chad Feyrer
Sky changed
her life for a man once, and she has no intention of doing it again - even if
he is a six foot, tattooed rock god who makes a mean bacon sandwich.
Sky Davis is
fed up of boyfriend Grant taking her for granted and when she comes home to
find him wearing a girl, Sky suspects the relationship is over. She takes an
unscheduled holiday and leaves the life (and guy) she hates behind.
Rock star
Dylan Morgan is struggling with fame and infamy, sick of his life being
controlled by other people. Dylan cuts his hair and walks away from his role as
lead singer of Blue Phoenix, leaving chaos and speculation behind.
Outside the
English seaside town of Broadbeach their cars and worlds collide.
Sky decides
Dylan is an arrogant guy with too many tattoos, and Dylan is amused by the
smart-mouthed girl with no idea who he is. Dylan and Sky soon discover they’ve
travelled to Broadbeach for the same reason - to escape from reality back to a
place with happy childhood memories.
Losing
themselves in a world where they know nothing about each other, Sky and Dylan
begin a summer romance that soon heats up their rainy English summer.
Fantasies
can’t last forever and when reality crashes the party, Sky isn’t sure she wants
to be more than his ‘summer Sky’ but Dylan doesn’t want to let her go.
Returning to
the real world and public scrutiny isn’t their only problem. Blue Phoenix bass
player, Jem Jones, has a reason for wanting Sky out of Dylan’s life, and is
determined to come between them. Some things won’t stay hidden, even when
they’re paid to ‘go away’.
Summer Sky is
a quirky romance where occasionally more than the bacon sizzles. This is the
first in the new ‘Blue Phoenix’ series of contemporary rock star romances.
Please note:
this is a romance with a rock star hero, and not an erotic rock star book!
"Sky!
Waves!"
I have my
back to the ocean and a wave crashes against my legs, destabilising me. I
regain my footing and attempt to move before the retreating water sucks my feet
into the sand. At that moment a larger wave wipes me completely, dragging my
body underwater. I panic at the confusion of being pushed and pulled out of my
control, seawater swirling hair into my face and the bubbles rushing into my
ears. The shell remains tightly gripped in my hand.
As water
draws away, I push my head free. Dylan stands on the edge of the shore, water
lapping his ankles, laughing. I spit out sea water and stagger to my feet. The
weight of the damp hoodie threatens to pull me down again as I push hair from
my eyes.
"That
was fucking funny! You should see your face!" He wades towards me, arm
outstretched to help.
Attempting to
keep my footing, I lunge at him and slap his hard chest with both palms.
"It was not! Screw you!” Dylan catches my arms as I make contact, and
pulls me towards him.
Scrutinizing
my face briefly, Dylan takes my cheeks in his broad palms and crushes his lips
against mine. I gasp again, but it's not the sea snatching my breath this time.
A new wave sways us, and Dylan holds my face tightly, his own footing steady as
his mouth claims mine. A small voice in my head asks what the hell I’m doing
but I ignore it - Dylan overwhelms all common sense the moment I have any
physical contact with him. Losing myself in his mint-flavoured kiss, in the
slide of his cool tongue, I yield to the power he holds over me. Dylan curls
his fingers into my wet hair and pulls me closer; I respond with a deep kiss,
tracing fingers across his stubbled cheek.
Fierce or
gentle, his kisses mould my soul to his as perfectly as his body shapes with
mine, as if we’re in a place created by our coming together. Kissing Dylan last
night pulled me into his orbit, and when I see stars again, I swear his kisses
will always take me to the edge of his galaxy. If Dylan can remove me from reality
with just this, god knows what anything else he's skilful at would do to me.
The thought of us skin on skin, united through more than a kiss, lights a fire
deep inside that would take more than the cold Cornish sea to extinguish.
Dylan loosens
his grip on my hair and slides his hands across my damp back. He closes the
final gap between us as our bodies meet, and I wish the rain-soaked clothes
weren’t in the way. “I have never met anyone so…” He grasps for a word then
gives up and rests his forehead on mine. “I feel as if I’ve waited my whole
life to meet you and then suddenly you’re here.”
For a moment
I consider whether he’s teasing me again, but I guess I’m very different to the
people in his real life. "I can honestly say I've never met anyone like
you, Dylan Morgan."
He wipes
water from my cheek with cool, damp fingers. "No-one’s met Dylan Morgan
apart from you. Not for a lot of years, anyway.”
I stare at
the truth reflected in his pale blue eyes, unable to believe any of this is
reality. His grip on my back loosens, and I step back. Rain drips down his
face, soaking through his T-shirt and clinging to his body in a way that does
nothing to help my mounting desire to get my hands on him.
A subject
change is needed rapidly, before I begin drooling.
Lisa is an
author of new adult romance and writes both paranormal and contemporary, often
with a side of snark. In between running a business, looking after her family
and writing, Lisa sometimes finds spare time to do other things. This often
involves swapping her book worlds for gaming worlds. She even leaves the house
occasionally. Lisa loves all things from the Whedonverse and preferred vampires
before they sparkled.
Lisa has four
books published: the ‘Butterfly Days’ series, and two in her urban fantasy
series Soul Ties. She is currently working on a new contemporary romance series
Blue Phoenix and the first book, Summer Sky is due for release in April. Lisa
is originally from the UK but moved to Australia in 2001 and now lives in Perth
in Western Australia with her husband, three children and dog.
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