Strike a Chord
Replay Series, Book 4
K.M. Neuhold
M/M Romance
Release Date: 05.14.19
Blurb:
“You want to fake date me?”
Music is my life, my band is my heart and soul, and it’s all falling apart before my eyes.
A plan hatched from desperation as we both watch our careers burn down around us. Dating my best friend’s twin brother, Paris, who just so happens to be a gay icon at the moment seems like the perfect plan. And if we have a little fun along the way, where’s the harm in that? The band is spiraling, his football career is going up in flames, and the more the world falls down around us, the easier it is to get lost in each other.
But are stolen moments during our own busy schedules and hurried kisses hidden behind social media posts the basis for a real relationship, or is this just another thing that’s going to turn to dust in our hands?
**Strike a Chord is the fourth and final book in the Replay series. This series can be read in any order.
Review
FIVE STRIKING STARS!!
I loved everything about this story. This is the fourth and final book of this series and I may not quite be ready to say goodbye to these boys. These characters are just so in need of love and K.M. Neuhold does them justice.
This author constantly awes me with her writing. These stories just flow so effortlessly. From beginning to end she had me completely captivated. I was awwing, oohing, and breathless from one minute to the next. Benji and Paris were so damn adorable and equally hilarious in their own way.
I love the whole fake dating scenario. Although Benji and Paris have been long time friends they still didn't really know each other. The ease of the transition from friends to lovers was so incredibly sweet. These two had me all up in my feels.
Benji and Paris' journey was very low angst and drama. It was super sexy, sweet and a great ending to this series.
***ARC received in exchange for an honest review***
Excerpt
The strong bassline pounds in my chest, the music becoming a heartbeat all its own as it courses through me. Bodies move around me like an unruly ocean, and I’m lost at sea. Sometimes I hate this feeling, disappearing into the crowd, being nameless and faceless in the dark, pulsing lights of the club. Other times, I crave it like oxygen. For a few brief seconds I’m not a member of the biggest rock band on the planet. I’m not the guy whose face is plastered on magazines and posters and t-shirts. I’m not the person who lays awake at night waiting for the phone call that one of my best friends is dead by their own reckless hand.
I lick my dry lips and lift my drink to them, savoring the burning taste of alcohol on my tongue as I throw the shot back.
“Benji!” A familiar voice breaks through the loud drone of club noise. I glance over my shoulder to find Cooper pushing his way through the crowd. He gets surprised and excited looks from people as he shoves them out of the way. Yes, you just got elbowed by a rock star.
“Coop,” I greet him, holding my fist up for a bump when he reaches me.
“What are you doing down here? Come up to VIP,” he says, grabbing my arm and tugging me without waiting for my response.
We get even more wide-eyed looks as he drags me through the horde of bodies toward the stairs that lead to the VIP level. People take in my long blond hair, pulled into a messy bun on the top of my head, the tattoos covering my arms, and they realize who I am, but not soon enough to get a piece of me before I’m whisked away.
Ten years and most days it still feels like a dream. If I could go back in time and tell the nerdy thirteen-year-old hiding in the janitor’s closet to keep from getting the shit kicked out of him that one day he’d be a millionaire, playing keyboard for a chart-topping band, he wouldn’t believe it.
The way things are going, it won’t be true for long. Thoughts of what’s happening to the band are what drove me out of my quiet apartment tonight, dead set on finding as many distractions as possible. Even if Jude manages to not snort his way to an early grave and Lincoln doesn’t “accidentally” cut himself too deep again and bleed out, we still have the little problem of Lando being unable to write music anymore. It’s starting to feel like one way or another, Downward Spiral isn’t going to make it into the new year, which is only a few weeks away.
Author K.M. Neuhold is a complete romance junkie, a total sap in every way. She started her journey as an author in new adult, MF romance, but after a chance reading of an MM book she was completely hooked on everything about lovely- and sometimes damaged- men finding their Happily Ever After together. She has a strong passion for writing characters with a lot of heart and soul, and a bit of humor as well. And she fully admits that her OCD tendencies of making sure every side character has a full backstory will likely always lead to every book having a spin-off or series. When she's not writing she's a lion tamer, an astronaut, and a superhero...just kidding, she's likely watching Netflix and snuggling with her husky while her amazing husband brings her coffee.
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