Release Blitz for Rock Star, Interrupted by S.M. Shade
Title: Rock Star, Interrupted
Series: Tragic Duet #1
Author: S.M. Shade
kid. The answer is simple. If it hurts, I pour music on it.After years of hard work, it’s finally happening. Tragic has a number one album
and we’ve gone from being discussed as one hit wonders to hearing words like
meteoric mentioned alongside our name.
With two tours planned and another album on its way, we have a lot to look
forward to. Playing in a different city every night, the shimmer and roar of
the crowd, after parties and endless women.
My lifelong dream is in the palm of my hand until one phone call leaves
everything hanging in the balance.
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women’s panties. “We have some songs for you.” He pauses to let the responding
roar of the crowd die down. As it does, a woman wolf whistles, and he turns his
head to wink at her, making the audience lose it. Thunder booms again, and he
smiles. “You aren’t going to let some rain run you off, are you?” While
the cheers and screams drown out everything again, he steps back, motions to
Elliot and they begin to play.
was never in doubt, but this…I can’t even describe the experience. Everything
else falls away. It’s fully dark outside and he’s backlit by deep blue lights
as his voice raises goosebumps on my skin. The song builds and he moves around
the stage like he’s part of it, like every inch belongs to him. His face
contorts with such passion as he belts out the powerful chorus, then relaxes
when the verse resumes in his low, soulful croon.
makes. The drums kick in and the lights flash in tandem. His face is
illuminated in a spotlight as he sings the last verse with more intensity,
jumping and moving with the music as if he’s possessed by it.
seems to wrap around him, to cloak the entire crowd and pull everyone into that
space with him. Into a world where he’s all that exists.
managed not to despise. But who could fight against this? His voice is ecstasy
charged by summer thunder, sweet agony wrapped in desire. It holds the promise
of feverish love and whispered, filthy things.
understand it now. He’s chaos and calm, heady and all consuming.
coffee, love stories, sunshine, and men with full sexy lips, though not
necessarily in that order. A voracious reader since I sounded out my first
word, I started writing as a teenager and rediscovered my love of writing as an
adult. Originally from Indianapolis, I now live in a small Kentucky town with
my college age son.