Wednesday, March 21, 2012

A rock group’s rhythm guitarist, Rhys Alexander, dies and finds himself bound inside the body of a woman he’s never met. Can she help him move on to the other side, or will he end up finding the love of his life…after his has already ended?

Addison was a no non sense type of woman, who found herself with a medical scare. The doctors found a growth on her ovary and the decision was made to have have surgery and remove it. Addison didnt remember the surgery but she does remember a white warm glow. and when she woke up she was told that she had died and they brought her back. After the shock of that wears off she tries to sleep. But someone keeps trying to wake her up.. She opens her eyes to find herself alone in her hospital room. But the voice only get louder. Thinking herself crazy she answers the voice. Rhys a rock star was in a plane crash right around the same time Addison died and they meet barely in the hereafter. Rhys not wanting to be alone. Grabbed onto Addison and when her soul was brought back to to her body so was Rhys soul. One body two souls that could feel each other emotions and fears. Rhys needs help to move on and only Addison can help him find his closure and move on. But sadly the only way for that to happen is to convince Rhys rock star brother not to disband the band because of his death. As they work together to get that closer, They fall for each other. But as his Brother agrees to keep the band together Rhys feels the pull to go away. Will he choose to stay with her or go into the unknown so Addison may one day find true love.

I didn’t mean to weird you out, Addison. “You didn’t—” Don’t even go there. I know you started a mental girly freakout when I asked. She tensed at his tone and punched a finger at the power button on her computer, grateful to have the anger to overpower her uneasiness. “Look. I don’t know who you think you are, but—” Rhys Alexander. “What?” she snapped. Was the man going to let her finish a damn sentence? That’s my name. Rhys Alexander. Oh. That’s right. She didn’t even know his name. And was a little embarrassed she hadn’t thought to ask. To her, he was just The Voice. Yeah, talk about being rude. She sighed as she typed in her password. “Is it possible for you to be serious for more than two seconds? I mean, really. This is going to be one long depressing life if I have to have Mr. Condescension in my head for the rest of my years.” She meant the comment as rhetorical, but it occurred to her that that might actually be the case. “Oh, crap.” Her chest seized as her breaths came in little pants. Here we go again, he mumbled.  Breathe, woman. Just keep breathing. You’ll get rid of me soon enough. But she could sense his doubt. “I heard that,” she said between gasps. He chuckled uneasily. Bright side? You’re getting better at reading me. That’ll make it harder on me, right? Yeah. Yeah. Make him suffer. Make him pay for being an Afterlife Leech. Thata girl. Plan my suffering. Plot my demise. Oh, wait. Already dead over here. “I’m sor—” Shut it. Just trying to get you to breathe again. You see how nicely my tactics work. Maybe this won’t be so hard on me after all. You’re a blast to manipulate.
I loved this book.. i usually give a 4.5 for novella that i feel are too short. But this one had just enough to cover it all .

My Rating 5 - LT


  1. What a creative plot! I think I will enjoy reading this one.

    Thanks for sharing!

  2. Thanks for the wonderful review, LT! So glad you enjoyed it! :)

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    1. I'm hoping to publish Twisted (book 2) in the Fall. Hope you enjoy that one just as much! (Rhys and Addi's story continues in Twisted.) ;) Thanks again!!

    2. I had u added to fictfact so i can keep up with u

    3. That's great! Thank you!! :)