Posts Tagged ‘Roni Loren’


I’ve coveted Roni Loren’s books before. Haven’t gotten my paws on any (although Susan says some are in her library, so maybe I can get them, too?). And now here’s a third!

From the New York Times bestselling author of the Loving on the Edge series and Off the Clock, a story of sex, love, rock & roll, and a reporter who’s about to learn a new meaning for staying on top of her assignment…

Restaurant critic Aubrey Bordelon is never at a loss for words to describe her meals in the fancy restaurants of New Orleans. But after her magazine’s high-profile music reporter falls ill, she finds herself out of her element and in a sea of screaming fans awaiting Wanderlust’s lead singer, Lex Logan. The sound of his voice gives her goosebumps, and the stage presence of the hard-bodied rock star takes her breath away. So when he pulls her onstage for a sexy stunt, she knows she’s in real trouble.

Lex doesn’t want to pretend that the sparks on stage between him and Aubrey never happened, but it certainly makes the fact that she’s writing a story on his band all the more dangerous. The last thing he needs is some nosy reporter revealing their problems to the world. But the sexy Southern belle doesn’t give up easily, and soon he’s wondering if the best way to chase her off the story is to coax her into his bed…

I like how this turns tropes on their head. Well, the works for the band trope, anyway. Because Aubrey is here to fill in… sorta like how 50 Shades got started, right? At least the movie version did. I didn’t read the book, but the movie? What’s her name fills in for her friend. Or roommate. Or whoever that was. So Aubrey’s out of her element, and that’s always a fun thing, too: to see rock and roll through the eyes of an outsider.

And note that he’s not a male slut, he’s not into groupies, he’s not drugged out or over the partying lifestyle. Nope. He’s just a singer.

This book description might be the best ever. Or not, depending on what’s between the covers.


I blogged about another book in this series way back in the Dark Ages. Last month, in fact.

Same series. Seems to be different characters, which works for this series. Like I said last time, there are a million in-between books and stuff going on here. At first glance, it looks out of control, but I have a feeling if you start reading with the first and just keep going, following the series order, it works. At least, I hope it does.

So what’s this one about?

Unlike the heroine of her popular thriller series, Georgia Delaune can’t afford to take risks or push sexual boundaries—unless you count spying through her neighbor’s bedroom window, and never missing a single move he makes.

Colby Wilkes is more than willing to put on a show for the alluring woman next door. But his dominant side aches to show her the pleasures of submission up close. As a counselor, Colby is sensitive to Georgia’s fears. As a Dom at The Ranch, a private BDSM retreat, he’s the perfect teacher to unleash her passion.

But just as Georgia lowers her emotional barriers, an unexpected complication arrives: a bad boy musician from Colby’s past who adds fuel to her heated imagination. Now, the lonely author has two gorgeous men eager to fulfill every fantasy she’s ever written—and one she’s never dared to dream…

Like the last one, I gotta wonder if this is really Rock Fiction, or if the fact that the guy is a drummer is just convenient. A job, not a definition of who he is.

Only one way to find out…


Okay, don’t quote me on this one because this series is a lot more complicated than it looks. It’s got a million in-between books including what looks like ten volumes of #4. It got a little overwhelming to try to figure out.

It looks like what we have here is a series that doesn’t follow one couple. Good thing, with all these books! Here’s the description for Call On Me, the eighth full-length novel and the Rock Fiction that caught my eye.

Oakley Easton wants two things: to be a good mom to her daughter and to ditch her less than ideal night job. Hooking up with bad boy drummer Pike Ryland? Not on the agenda. She needs a promotion. Not sex, tattoos and rock ’n’ roll.

Pike isn’t about to let Ms. Prim and Proper shut him down so easily, especially when he stumbles upon Oakley’s sexy night job. She’s only playing a role on those late night calls with strangers, but when he gets her on the line, all bets are off. He won’t stop until that sultry voice is calling his name for real.

But as they move from anonymous fantasies in the dark to the flesh-on-hot-flesh reality of the bedroom, the risk of falling in love becomes all too high. And the safe, quiet world that Oakley’s worked so hard to create is about to be exposed to the one person who could ruin it all.

This is one of those books that makes me wonder what the point of his being a “bad boy drummer” is. How much does Rock Fiction figure into the story? Still, I’d probably read this because it seems to play with the stereotypes of phone sex workers. Susan knew a woman once who worked a phone sex line; it paid the grad school bills. I’m not that lucky. The people I hang out with in real life aren’t nearly so boundary-pushing. Or is it just a job?

Only one way to find out about this one, of course.