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- Three of a Kind
- Midnight Reunion
- Blinding Light
- Bleeding Dawn: Road to Rocktoberfest 2022
- Changing His Tune: Road to Rocktoberfest 2022
Identical in appearance, twins Winter and Tripp are as different as night and day when it comes to everything but the music they’ve spent the bulk of their lifetimes composing. Now they’ve attained the fame they always hoped for, and it’s as empty and meaningless as the remains of route 66, and about as broken too. Would help if Winter could see it. Tripp’s sure he’ll lose his shit completely the next time some random groupie leaps on the hood of his car and begs to take a selfie, but to Winter, every night is a party, he lives for the crazy hookups, lives for the crazy, period.
Another place they differ.
Tripp would kill for one season to slow down. Just three months where he and Zakk could melt into obscurity and be whomever they wanted, together. Only Zakk’s band, Tattered Angel, is on fire too and it’s starting to seem like the music he’s always loved is hell-bent on keeping him from exploring love of a different kind. Last year’s Rocktoberfest was an amazing triumph, this year, it’s starting to feel like the road to the desert is burning him alive.
Would be so easy to slip off across the sand, melt into a dune on the back of some strange, psychedelic serpent, never to be heard from again. If only there was a way to ensure Zakk took that last ride with him.
Bleeding Dawn is part of the multi-author The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see who hits the stage next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for? Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 3
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort
Word Count: 94,243
Setting: Relaxation Spaw in the desert
Languages Available: English
“You play that song one more time and the smart speaker is goin’ out the window and you’re getting tossed after it.”
To make sure his twin got the point, Tripp jabbed the knife he’d been using to dice garlic in the direction of the nearest window, grimacing when garlic bits rained on the floor. Scowling like an evil imp, Winter told the smart speaker to shut up and commenced singing the song himself.
“Sometimes I really hate you.”
“You’ve been saying shit like that to me ever since you could talk.”
“That oughta tell you something right there.”
“Yeah, that you’re an uptight prick.”
“And you are a reckless bastard.”
READ MORE“Whatever,” Winter grumbled and went right back to singing that damned song. For fuck’s sake, couldn’t he have a moment of fuckin’ silence in this damned house? Slamming the knife down into the chopping block so he wouldn’t be tempted to stab it through his brother’s heart, Tripp whirled on him, two steps away from strangling the hell out of his twin when his phone went off.
“What!” he bellowed the moment the screen lit up.
“Well merry fuckin’ holiday to you, ya miserable fuck!”
Rolling his eyes, he shoved the phone in Winter’s direction only to have his brother skitter away, still singing the damned song.
“Take it!” Tripp hissed.
Winter just shook his head and danced off.
Growling, Tripp stalked after him. “Talk to him.”
“You talk to him!” Winter shot back before resuming the song.
“One of you talk to me!” Tavis bellowed, his voice echoing through the kitchen.
“Fine!” Tripp snarled into the phone while he prowled across the kitchen for a Lysol wipe to clean the floor.
“Would ask how things were going in what’s supposed to be our downtime, but judging from the way you’re all wound up, I’ll go out on a limb and say you’re getting on each other’s nerves again.”
“How can there be an again when it never stops!” Tripp growled. “Now what do you want?”
“To see what you thought of the little idea Jesse and I have been cooking up. See Wild Child is desperate to find a new bassist and we’ve come up with a plan.”
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Tripp silently bemoaned the decision to leave the ringer on. “Why do I doubt I’ll like the sound of this?”
“Because you’re a skeptic and a hypocrite, but one hell of a guitar player so we love you despite a few frustrating flaws.”
“I don’t have time to stand here all day and listen to you give me shit.”
“Then sit your ass down and grab a notepad while you’re at it, we’ve got a lot to discuss.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”
In his haste to retrieve a notepad and pen, Tripp stumbled on the folded over edge of a rug he’d repeatedly asked Winter to find a new spot for.
“Dude, be careful before you hurt yourself.”
“Be…” Sputtering, Tripp could only wave his arms around in frustration, since the only god damned person that was going to get him hurt in this place was his crazy ass brother and the mismatched collection of what the fucks he’d collected from flea markets and thrift stores across the country.
Paper flapped as the notepad sailed through the air, bounced off the coffee table and landed on the floor with a splat. The pen at least landed on a cushion. His damned brother didn’t even glance at the floor as he glided across the room, gracefully avoiding the same spot that had tripped Tripp up.
Grasping around and damn near bobbling his phone, Tripp nearly missed the couch in his effort to smack his brother in the back of the head with an orange he threw at him. Of course, Winter just laughed harder and wandered out of the kitchen again. Tripp could hear him rummaging around in the den, a sound soon followed by the blips and laser fire of some kind of video game.
Rolling his eyes, Tripp cast his gaze in the direction of the wooden entryway and the wind chimes he was forced to duck every time he passed through it.
Who the fuck hung chimes in the house anyway?
COLLAPSEFlorence on Goodreads wrote:I loved all the characters in this one, they all have such clearly delineated personalities and they rub up against each other in realistic ways, sometimes everything is rolling along smoothly and other times they just can't find any way to talk or compromise. Tripp is the main character driving the plot here and at the beginning of the story he's wound so tightly he's driving away his brother Winter and the love of his life Zakk. He wants to be in control of everything so that nothing can slip in and hurt him or catch him flat footed. Unfortunately, other adults don't like to be controlled and the effort causes a dangerous health scare for Tripp. As he, Zakk and their bandmates take a much needed spa vacation, the landscape and Zakk work on Tripp and he begins to see Winter for the man he really is and allows Zakk inside some of the walls he's built. The growth in Tripp in amazing and as he changes, the other characters show different sides of themselves too. A wonderful story of love and reinvention.
This was my first time reading this author and I was plesentally surprised at how much I enjoyed this book. This was just such a super fun that gave all of the cute feels and I really enjoyed that.
Everything about the concept of this book appealed to me. I adore friends to lovers and I adore reading about struggling rock stars who need hurt/comfort from the person that they love. And this book really did these concepts super well for me.
This was a super lovely read. The romance was super cute and sweet and the development of it was very fun to read. This was just such an enjoyable book and I had a lovely time reading it.
