Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Release Blitz Review, Excerpt & Giveaway: Manaconda by Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliot


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MANACONDA
Hammered #1
Taryn Elliott & Cari Quinn
Releasing on January 19, 2016.
Rainbow Rage Publishing


My name is Hunter Jordan, lead singer of Hammered and no, I didn't name my cock Manaconda.

Rolling Stone did.

On the front cover of their damn magazine.

I still haven't lived it down. And now our record label wants to maximize the frenzy.

So, I have a brand new PR person–Kennedy McManus.

And she's making me insane.

I don't know whether to ignore her, yell at her, or push her up against the wall and kiss her smart mouth shut.

BEYOND OBLIVION - A Rockstar Romance full of sexy fun set within the world of our Lost in Oblivion series! You never know who you'll see show up in the books.

**** Warning: book does end on a cliffhanger ****
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Excerpt
“Maybe we should go back.”
I shook my head. “Maybe we can sneak around. Seems like there wouldn’t be any fans back here.”

“Famous last words,” she muttered.

I strode out, gravel crunching under my boots.

“You know, I’m not a huge fan of this dragging me around like a child.”

I turned back to her, dragging her into my body. “Nothing child-like about you, Kenny.” I bent down to her, our noses touching. “I just want a little alone time with you.”

A loud engine started up.

“There’s an elevator back there.” She pointed with her thumb. “I bet we could do a lot of things in your room, my room—whatever.” She rose on her toes until our lips were a breath apart. “You can give that whole seven thing a go.” She dragged her nail over my bottom lip. “I don’t believe you’ll make it to seven, but I’m willing to let you try.”

“I—”

“Oh, my God, that’s Hunter!”

The hiss of hydraulics and stomp of many feet did not bode well.

I closed my eyes. “Shit.”

“What?”

“Please don’t be what I think it is.”

“What?”

A trio of people in black shirts with our new album on the front were standing in front of a huge bus. “Can you run in those things?”

She looked affronted. “I can do anything in heels.”

“I hope so.”

A woman in her twenties pointed our way. “Is that him?” she shrieked.

“Fan club.”

“What?”

“This is where the fan club bus is parked.”

“They should be at dinner. Why aren’t they at dinner?” Kenny asked with rising panic.

“Guess it’s over.” I sprinted to the door we’d just come out of. “Son of a bitch.” I twisted the handle but nothing. “It must have locked after us.”

She slapped the keypad. “Ya think?”

“Not helping.” I darted a look past the bus, along with the line of at least seventy people lined up to board. Definitely couldn’t go that way.

“They’ll eat you alive.”

“No kidding.”

Three women broke off from the crowd and headed our way. As soon as they did, twenty more followed. I dragged Kenny with me to the front of the bus and around the side. The bus driver looked down at us and shook his head.

No help there.

The people that had boarded the bus were pointing at us as we ran to the other end. I shot by another line of cars and zig-zagged around another bus and saw a familiar logo. “Thank God.”

“Where did he go?” Came shouts that were way too close.

“Where are we going?” she hissed.

“My bus.”

“Your bus?”

I dragged her behind me as I ducked behind a black truck we used for our equipment. It has been a stripped down stage, but we still had a lot of instruments between Keys’s pianos, the entire percussion set up that Wyatt used, all the guitars, amps, and digital network we used—we needed a truck no matter what.

“New plan.” I unlatched the back of the rig and lifted the rolling door. “Get in.”

“Are you freaking kidding me?”

I stared down at her. “Does it look like I’m kidding?”

She groaned. “I can’t get up there.”

I lifted her until her knee was on the base of the truck ledge. She scrambled in as the scraping of heels and running feet got closer.

“Move it, Kenny.”

Her skirt rode up as she dragged herself inside. I threw her a soft whistle. She turned back to me with murder in her eyes. I squashed down a laugh, rolling in after her, tugging the door down behind me with a bang.

“I hate you.”

I just smiled into the dark. 

What I thought about Manaconda

Okay, let's just start with the title of this book. It's awesome and makes me giggle a little bit, so when this first became available, it was a no brainer to request.  I love the Lost in Oblivion series from Cari Quinn and Taryn Elliot, and I was thrilled to read they were going to do some spin-off series, starting with Manaconda.

After a particularly revealing photo shoot for a big time magazine, Hunter Jordan gets the nickname manaconda. Oh wait, not him, the nickname is for a part of his anatomy that is prominently displayed on the cover of the magazine.  Kudos to the cover designer who put together a cover that goes with the story.  I love that!

Hunter isn't too happy about the nickname.  Not only does it objectify him, it's gone viral and overshadows the truly good work he does when he's not fronting his band, Hammered.  Send in the handlers! 

Kennedy McManus is focused on her job of taking every advantage to boost record sales and exploit the viral magazine cover.  She represents aspects of the business Hunter would rather leave behind, but he's still drawn to her. He's looking for something meaningful, and maybe she is too. When Kennedy meets Hunter, her focus is distracted from work...and maybe a bit focused a little too much on Hunter.

There are no big surprises in this book -- it's just pure fun!  There's some nice commentary on the sacrifices that are made being a public figure but they don't drag down the story.  It's really all about Hunter and Kennedy, and they have lots of fun, from sharing pasta to hiding from fans to a chocolate fountain accident that will make you groan a little.

I'm really looking forward to the next installment in this series, because Manaconda did set up future storylines and it leaves the reader with a closing scene to make you want the next installment in the series. 

I'm giving this five fun filled stars.  Can't wait for more! 

ARC provided for review. 


USA Today Bestselling duo, Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott, have been having a ton of fun with rock stars, but they also love a good MMA fighter story, oh and a suited guy. Can’t forget the suited guys. Getting these two authors together always includes some sweet & snarky moments, a lot of angst, and unlimited heat.

Oh, and let's not forget the jaw dropping moments. They really love those.


1 comment:

Crystal Cuffley said...

Great review! Thank you for hosting MANACONDA today!

Crystal, Tasty Book Tours