‘Where the Lightning Strikes’ by AL Jackson release day blitz

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Do you know what it feels like right before lightning strikes? How you can feel the current running through your veins? The trembles of warning that ripple through the air? It was a thrill Tamar King chased all her life until it became the very thing she had to escape.

For the last four years, Tamar King has hidden herself in an isolated world she created. She was safe. No one could touch her. Until Lyrik West walked through her door.

He’s the lead guitarist for Sunder and everything she can never have. The dark and beautiful rock star becomes everything she craves.

Lyrik’s life has been devoted to his band and that success has cost him. Bitter, hard, and filled with regret, he refuses to lose himself again, but from the moment he sees her, he wants one night with Tamar King.

The gorgeous bartender is more than he bargained for. Their attraction is consuming. Their desire overpowering. With one touch, they ignite.

But is it worth the cost of getting burned?

She’s a gorgeous nightmare and he’s a wicked dream…

WHERE LIGHTNING STRIKES, a Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/WLSGoodreads

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In the third book of the series, we follow Tamar King, the feisty bartender who wants to live each day without thinking about the past or the future. All that is blown out of the water when Lyrik comes strolling into the bar, threatening to destroy the façade she has built. The more walls that he breaks of hers, the more wall she sees he has and she wonders if she has the strength to help him be brave.

Absolutely loved the relationship between Lyrik and Tamar. They had those too cute scenes when you are like ‘are you fricken kidding me?’ Some parts got a little annoying because of the things that Lyrik would say to Tamar and how she just let him be a jerk. You would think that after the second time she would have learned to stay away.

Both Lyrik’s and Tamar’s past has some ghosts that even Haunted Mansion at Disney World could hold. Lyrik is chained to a promise he made to someone while Tamar can’t seem to out run her past. The things that she has gone through it makes me wonder if there really are people that messed up out there. I hate the idea that it could happen to someone but I do like that they are able to get over their pasts together.

Jackson’s use of words in the story is what makes this story go from a cookie cutter story to a new level. There are certain elements to this story that are similar to other stories that have been told, but it’s the explosive words that she uses that catapults it to 5-star level. She keeps to the theme of the title. I wonder if the way that she wrote certain pages were meant to mirror the way that storm is. Because it starts off slow and then it picks up speed as the action picks up, just like a thunderstorm.

Lyrik and Tamar are that adorably cute couple that everyone wants to have in their real life. Keep true to who you are and don’t let the past dictate the future. That is what Jackson wants us to know and that is exactly what I took from this story.

Rating: A-

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Bright lights blinded from above and gleamed against the stark white floor. I hurtled down the narrow hall, desperate for escape.

With every pounding step, I felt the separation grow. A chasm rending and ripping until I felt myself splitting in two.

Gasping for breath, I stumbled out of the building and into the vacancy of the deep, deep night. Wind gusted, tumbling along the surface of the ground, a stir of agitation at my feet.

Above, the storm raged. Clouds dark and heavy and ominous.

Lightning struck. A crackle of energy shocked through the air. Wrapping me in coils of white-hot agony.

For a moment, I gave into it and let myself feel. I lifted my face to the tormented sky, hands gripping my hair as I screamed.

Screamed in anguish.

Screamed in regret.

Screamed loud enough I would never forget.

A crack of thunder opened the sky.

Rain poured.

My hands fisted at my sides, and I buried the memory of the way he’d felt in my arms, the memory of his face, in the deepest part of me, sealed it off and cemented my heart.

My spirit grasped and wove with the promise I had made him.

I will never fall in love again.

Not ever again.

Not after tonight.

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AL Jackson

A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary and new adult romance.

She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.  She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children.

Connect with A.L. Jackson online:www.aljacksonauthor.com

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