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Blurb:

I AM IN LOVE. These books and these men. FUCK. This book had me scream-singing Taylor Swift, shaking my ass and grinning like a lunatic. Jason and Angie are so imperfectly perfect I’m a little speechless.

Let’s back up a second. Jason and Angie actually know each other from before Jase was famous. She’s neighbors with Troy Harris and she met Jase when he came to live with Troy and his family the summer before Power Station really took off. And Angie fell in love with him. She had just turned eighteen, and people can say what they want, but she really fell in love with him.

She thought she was living the dream when he finally made a move on her birthday. Until it became a nightmare and he left her holding the remains of her heart. ASSHOLE. In can you weren’t sure of where I stood on that particular event, his actions were those of a complete asshole. Don’t worry, Angie’s right on board with me.

But then the book makes us question….is he really? We get a chance to find out because when Angie’s band goes on tour with Power Station the two of them are forced to interact. Angie is also forced to deal with all of the emotions that she’s been hiding under the layers of tattoos and resting bitch face. I loved her. She’s strong, independent, hilarious & snarky. She’s not your typical heroine, but knowing Ash and Megs from the first two novels I wasn’t surprised. T. Gephart knows how to write a strong and funny woman who doesn’t take shit.

The verbal sparring and Angie’s hate venom made me smile even when the characters were glaring. This book takes hate fucking and spins it on its head. There’s plenty of hate fucking, hall fucking, bed fucking and even *gasp* making love going on to satisfy you.

You think you know what’s happening and why Jason is the way he is BUT YOU’RE WRONG. I was genuinely surprised when the truth came spewing out and Angie’s reaction was even better. This isn’t some stupid rocker romance – this is an epic love story that will have you flipping the pages and falling in love.

I think I’m crying a little that there aren’t going to be any more Power Station novels. Its like my favorite band is breaking up. I’m like a 14 year old girl who just found out that Zayn left One Direction. I’ll try to get my emotions under control, but until then, I suggest you read this series about my favorite band of book boyfriends. #seewhatididthere #MustRead

[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]

Excerpt

“Hey what about Angie Morelli?” Troy rubbed his hand through his mohawk, the mess of crap he called hair. Angie Morelli.

Yep, just saying her name was enough to send a chill up my spine. It had been ten years, and still not long enough. Her long, black hair and dark-brown eyes, something that had taken a while to wipe from my mind. That body. Yeah, I still remembered every curve. So freaking sweet, too. Unfortunately it wasn’t only her attributes that I remembered, one of my biggest asshole moments was also front and center getting the trip down memory lane. So you would have to understand why I didn’t immediately start doing backflips and welcoming her. The idea was to avoid the drama, not to give it top freaking billing.

“Dude, no. No fucking way,” Dan chimed in, his words echoing exactly what was rattling around in my head.

Thank you, douchebag. An Angie reunion was bad news. There had to be someone else. Hey, was Charlie Manson out of prison yet? I mean if we were thinking up bad ideas to take on tour, we might as well put them all on the table.

“She’s still playing?” James tipped his head toward Troy, taking way more interest in the topic than I would have liked. The itch to shut the conversation down danced with the need to keep my mouth shut. Delicate act. Wasn’t sure which one was going to win. Honestly, it was going to be trouble either way.

“Sure is. Lexi is trying to sign her band, Black Addiction; saw them last week at a club in Brooklyn. She said they packed the house.” Troy threw some more weight behind the cause. The conversation continued around me, even as the mother of all headaches took up residence in my frontal lobe.

“I saw her stuff on You Tube, they’re tight.” Alex nodded, the bastard not having any idea on what he was signing us up for, and I wasn’t going to be neon-signing it for him either.

“C’mon! Angie?” Dan rolled his eyes, throwing his hands up in disgust. “Troy, did you snort some of Wade’s nose candy before he left? She doesn’t have the chops for a stadium. Besides, she hates us.”

Had to admit, this was one time where I was happy for Dan to be running his mouth. Giving him a round of applause would have been too conspicuous, so I kept it on the down low, but I was a hundred percent behind his stance. The fact it wasn’t me who was leading the anti-Angie movement was a fucking bonus.

“No, she hates you.” Troy smirked. The Dan v Angie battles common knowledge.

“No, she fucking hates Jase, too.”

The motherfucker had to go there. He couldn’t have left it with his own reasons for not wanting her around. He had to go ahead and drag me into it.

“Hate is a pretty strong word, let’s go with a strong dislike.” I eased back into the chair knowing well enough that it wasn’t going to be the last on the topic I was going to have to volunteer. Fucking Dan.

“Dan I understand, but why you, Jase?” Troy’s raised eyebrow proving he had no idea what had happened between me and his sexy, barely legal neighbor before we’d hit the big time.

At least Dan had managed to keep a lid on it for longer than I’d ever imagined; I’d always had my suspicions that he’d spilled one time or another, but seems to be those concerns were unfounded. Who knew he had it in him. In the end, the violence was still happening. I’d just make sure I didn’t punch him above the neck, keep the SOB pretty for the fans.

“Long story.” Well at least it wasn’t a total lie. “Let’s just say I’m not her favorite person and move on, shall we.” The less I said about the subject the better. Besides, it was fucking years ago. Why the hell were we dredging it all up now?

“I heard she has a voodoo doll of you.” Dan stretched out his arms, anchoring them behind his head, his grin splitting off the side of his face. “Tell me, asswipe, do you feel any stabbing pain in your cock?”

Author Bio:

T Gephart is an indie author from Melbourne, Australia.T’s approach to life has been somewhat unconventional. Rather than going to University, she jumped on a plane to Los Angeles, USA in search of adventure. While this first trip left her somewhat underwhelmed and largely depleted of funds it fueled her appetite for travel and life experience.

With a rather eclectic resume, which reads more like the fiction she writes than an actual employment history, T struggled to find her niche in the world.

While on a subsequent trip the United States in 1999, T met and married her husband. Their whirlwind courtship and interesting impromptu convenience store wedding set the tone for their life together, which is anything but ordinary. They have lived in Louisiana, Guam and Australia and have traveled extensively throughout the US. T has two beautiful young children and one four legged child, Woodley, the wonder dog.

An avid reader, T became increasingly frustrated by the lack of strong female characters in the books she was reading. She wanted to read about a woman she could identify with, someone strong, independent and confident and who didn’t lack femininity. Out of this need, she decided to pen her first book, A Twist of Fate. T set herself the challenge to write something that was interesting, compelling and yet easy enough to read that was still enjoyable. Pulling from her own past “colorful” experiences and the amazing personalities she has surrounded herself with, she had no shortage of inspiration. With a strong slant on erotic fiction, her core characters are empowered women who don’t have to sacrifice their femininity. She enjoyed the process so much that when it was over she couldn’t let it go.

T loves to travel, laugh and surround herself with colorful characters. This inevitably spills into her writing and makes for an interesting journey – she is well and truly enjoying the ride!

Based on her life experiences, T has plenty of material for her books and has a wealth of ideas to keep you all enthralled.