Title: IDOL
Series: VIP #1
Author: Kristen Callihan
Release Day: June 7, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis:
Libby
I found Killian drunk and sprawled out on my lawn like some lost prince. With the face of a god and the arrogance to match, the pest won’t leave. Sexy, charming, and just a little bit dirty, he’s slowly wearing me down, making me crave more.
He could be mine if I dare to claim him. Problem is, the world thinks he’s theirs. How do you keep an idol when everyone is intent on taking him away?
Killian
As lead singer for the biggest rock band in the world, I lived a life of dreams. It all fell apart with one fateful decision. Now everything is in shambles.
Until Liberty. She’s grouchy, a recluse —and kind of cute. Scratch that. When I get my hands on her, she is scorching hot and more addictive than all the fans who’ve screamed my name.
The world is clamoring for me to get back on stage, but I’m not willing to leave her. I’ve got to find a way to coax the hermit from her shell and keep her with me. Because, with Libby, everything has changed. Everything.
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About the Author:
Kristen Callihan is an author because there is nothing else she'd rather be. She is a three-time RITA nominee and winner of two RT Reviewer's Choice awards. Her novels have garnered starred reviews from Publisher's Weekly and the Library Journal, as well as being awarded top picks by many reviewers. Her debut book FIRELIGHT received RT Magazine's Seal of Excellence, was named a best book of the year by Library Journal, best book of Spring 2012 by Publisher's Weekly, and was named the best romance book of 2012 by ALA RUSA. When she is not writing, she is reading.Follow Kristen Callihan:
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Excerpt:
“You know,” I say conversationally, as I kick back, “I want to fuck you right now.”
Libby jerks as if pinched and sits a little straighter, before getting a hold of herself and slouching as if she’s completely chill. Cute.
She gives me a smirk and sips her water before drawling, “And what? Mark your territory? Assert your manly dominance?”
“Yep.” I slide my gaze to hers. “But mostly I just want to fuck you all the time.”
God, I love the way her lips part and body flushes with heat. So subtle, but there all the same. It makes me hard as steel, my balls squeezing tight. I don’t look at her but pretend I’m observing the room. The lights are dimming for the movie now, the empty chairs in front of us obscuring our lower halves.
Slowly my hand falls to space between us and smooths along her hip. She delicately shivers as my fingers trace down her thigh.
“What about you,” I murmur, lightly toying with her skirt in the darkening room. “You want to fuck me, baby doll?”
“Right now, I want to kick you,” she gets out between clenched teeth. “Keep your hands to yourself. There are nosy ass people everywhere.”
“They’re all watching the movie. Not us.” Focusing on the screen, I keep my expression neutral as I ease my hand under her skirt. Her skin is smooth and warm. The movie starts in a blast of music and the familiar old logo as I trace over her knee and up her soft thigh. “And that wasn’t a ‘no.’”
She makes a cute growl in the back of her throat, but her legs part just enough to give me room to delve between them. Her inner thighs are hot and damp, and my cock twitches.
The storyline rolls along, my touch idly roams. Libby remains utterly still but I can practically feel the tension vibrating within her. When the tip of my finger skims the crease where her thigh meets her hip, her breath catches, legs parting wider.
“Have I mentioned how much I appreciated this new skirt-filled wardrobe?” I whisper, lightly drawing circles along her skin.
“Brenna’s idea.” Her hips shift just a bit, following my touch. “Right now, I’m missing my shorts.”
I smile, my eyes on the screen, my fingers drifting to the edge of her panties. “Later, you can put them on and we’ll play ‘Fuck the Farmer’s Daughter.’”
She grunts, a stifled laugh, which turns to a strangled whimper when I pluck her panties. Her voice turns breathy. “I’m trying to watch the damn movie. I’m not interested in fooling around.” She moves a tiny fraction, nudging against my finger.
In the dark, I grin, heat and lust pulling my abs tight. “I’m sorry,” I say, not sorry at all, “But I don’t believe you. I’m gonna have to check.”
She gives me a smirk and sips her water before drawling, “And what? Mark your territory? Assert your manly dominance?”
“Yep.” I slide my gaze to hers. “But mostly I just want to fuck you all the time.”
God, I love the way her lips part and body flushes with heat. So subtle, but there all the same. It makes me hard as steel, my balls squeezing tight. I don’t look at her but pretend I’m observing the room. The lights are dimming for the movie now, the empty chairs in front of us obscuring our lower halves.
Slowly my hand falls to space between us and smooths along her hip. She delicately shivers as my fingers trace down her thigh.
“What about you,” I murmur, lightly toying with her skirt in the darkening room. “You want to fuck me, baby doll?”
“Right now, I want to kick you,” she gets out between clenched teeth. “Keep your hands to yourself. There are nosy ass people everywhere.”
“They’re all watching the movie. Not us.” Focusing on the screen, I keep my expression neutral as I ease my hand under her skirt. Her skin is smooth and warm. The movie starts in a blast of music and the familiar old logo as I trace over her knee and up her soft thigh. “And that wasn’t a ‘no.’”
She makes a cute growl in the back of her throat, but her legs part just enough to give me room to delve between them. Her inner thighs are hot and damp, and my cock twitches.
The storyline rolls along, my touch idly roams. Libby remains utterly still but I can practically feel the tension vibrating within her. When the tip of my finger skims the crease where her thigh meets her hip, her breath catches, legs parting wider.
“Have I mentioned how much I appreciated this new skirt-filled wardrobe?” I whisper, lightly drawing circles along her skin.
“Brenna’s idea.” Her hips shift just a bit, following my touch. “Right now, I’m missing my shorts.”
I smile, my eyes on the screen, my fingers drifting to the edge of her panties. “Later, you can put them on and we’ll play ‘Fuck the Farmer’s Daughter.’”
She grunts, a stifled laugh, which turns to a strangled whimper when I pluck her panties. Her voice turns breathy. “I’m trying to watch the damn movie. I’m not interested in fooling around.” She moves a tiny fraction, nudging against my finger.
In the dark, I grin, heat and lust pulling my abs tight. “I’m sorry,” I say, not sorry at all, “But I don’t believe you. I’m gonna have to check.”
Rating: 5 stars
I've loved Kristen Callihan's Game On Series. She helped breathe life back into New Adult sports romance, a genre that had gotten grossly stale and cliché. So to say that I was ecstatic about seeing what her rocker characters would be like was an understatement. Her trademark witty bantering and well developed supporting characters were in full attendance. I'm thrilled with this new set of characters and am firmly committed to continuing with the coming books.
Killian James AKA "Lawn bum" made quite a grand entrance into Liberty Bell's life. (Yes, that's actually her real name.) Why Lawn bum? He crash landed on her lawn looking like an inebriated homeless person and promptly vomited all over her as an added bonus. Nice. Let's just say he didn't endear himself very well to her at the starting gate. I immediately saw that Libby was not the shy type and wasn't afraid of pointing out the error of his ways. And she had one hell of a sense of humor, the way these two clicked and immediately started to exchange barbs with one another made me sink into the story with glee. I was immediately hooked.
"You need hard labor to forge you into a better person?"
"Yeah." He smiles. "Yeah, I think I do."
"And you want me to...what? Mr. Miyagi you?"
His laugh is a rolling wave, deep and warm. "Fuck yeah. Paint the fence. Sand the floor."
"And when you're done, we can go down to the sea, and you'll balance on one leg."
Libby and Killian spend a couple months as neighbors out in the country. He's still trying to come to terms with a traumatic experience in the past, and she's generally pulling a hermit act and avoiding society. She has wounds of her own and likes the peace and solitude of her farm. That is, until he comes along and shatters her safe and isolated world.
The best surprise for me was that the heroine was a gifted singer, songwriter, and guitar player. Her parents were in the music business, and she learned from the best. My absolute favorite scenes were seeing Killian discover the raw talent that she had and how she inspired him and brought back the joy in music that he thought he had lost. Their jam sessions, and his unconditional faith in her talent was such a pleasure to read. She matched him: in song, in spirit, and in their natural charisma that they both held that performing brought out of them.
He challenges her. To step out of mediocrity and reach for the stars with him on tour.
Tour life is sex, rock and roll, and clandestine, scorching hot encounters. Anyone who knows Kristen Callihan's writing knows that she writes sexual tension to perfection. And once again, she did not disappoint. Though I will say that I would have liked to have seen them go public with their relationship sooner. Libby was being fairly stubborn and tough headed in letting go of her fears. I was ready for them to dispense with the conflicts of their secrecy.
As she learns the ups and downs of the music industry, the joys of performing and the challenges of public perception, she has some tough choices to make. Where is her place in his world? Is she satisfied to be his biggest supporter, or is she destined for more?
The majority of the book was five star worthy and I was highlighting like mad which is a good sign that you've found yourself an great book. I was fascinated with the side characters and am thoroughly intrigued over where each of them will find their HEA. However, there was something that occurred during their brief separation that left too many questions in my mind unanswered.
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Overall, Idol was a rush to read. I had that giddy feeling running through me. When you're desperately turning the pages and completely spellbound in a story. And after reading the tease of the band manager Scottie's book, I'm not only sold, but I'm desperate for more. This was an exciting start to the VIP series, and one you're not going to want to miss.
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