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FALLEN STAR by Susannah Nix is available now! Get your hands on this sexy Hollywood contemporary romance today.

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Review

I love it, I love it, I. LOVE. IT! This was my 2nd Susannah Nix read and I have absolutely fallen in love with Grace and Scott. It’s definitely one of those books that’s hard to put down. As I was laying in bed reading this, I kept saying that I’d read to 50% and then go to sleep, but that turned into devouring every single word into the late hours of the night. From beginning to end, these two will pull at your heart and emotions and you’ll quite possibly shed some blubbering tears.

Where do I even begin with their story? From the characters, the setting and the plot … there wasn’t a damn thing wrong with it. I hurt sooooo much for Scott. He’s someone that’s trying to move forward from his past and dealing with the everyday troubles of being an addict. Despite being two years sober he still has a lot of things to figure out. And adding another person in his life who could potentially be someone so much more, he’s coming across unknown territories and doesn’t know how to deal with them.

Everything about their relationship felt so real and just relatable. From the not knowing what the other person is thinking, second guessing every little move or thought and don’t get me started on the endless list of ‘what ifs’. From the beginning it wasn’t exactly quick for them to fall into something more, it took time on both of their parts. Grace having a horrible history with a previous ex brought all her vulnerabilities to the front. And Scott was just so unsure what she thinks of him.

The pace and development was so perfect and it kept me from reading this book so quickly. To me, this story seemed to focus a lot on Scott and his road of being someone addicted to drugs. He’s thrown into so many situations that he’s not familiar with and instead of talking about it and accepting certain things, he buries them and makes matters worse for himself. Communication wasn’t something he was great at.

I liked Grace, but didn’t love her, at first. I have no idea what it’s like to be with someone who has an addiction, so I can’t say much on that front. I thought she was rather quick to judge Scott right off the bat, but maybe I’m being hypocritical because everyone does that. What matters is that they change their opinion, which she did, of course. But I got a bit disappointed with her lack of understanding of what Scott is dealing with. Insecurities aside, she needed to look at the bigger picture and didn’t notice until towards the end. By the end, I was rather proud of her and just wanted to hug her.

Their story wrapped up nicely and I love the steps they both took together to have a more solid foundation for their relationship.

Everything about this book was phenomenal, the writing, the characters and even the story. Deep issues are talked about without going over the top and you’re constantly engaged. I haven’t read the first book in this series, so I’ll definitely be doing that soon. Fallen Star absolutely makes my favorite list for 2019!

Major thank you to Susannah Nix and Inkslinger PR for the advance reader’s copy!

[rating stars=”four-half-stars”]

 

Read an Excerpt from FALLEN STAR

Tuesday they were shooting on location in Jackson Square all day. The call time was two hours before dawn, so they could wring every second of sunlight out of the day, and Grace could not stop yawning on the transport van to the location.

“Wakey, wakey,” Scott said, leaning over the back of his seat to shake a plastic tumbler filled with something thick and green and disgusting-looking in front of her face.

“Ugh,” Grace grumbled. “Get that away from me.” She couldn’t help but smile a little though, even through her sleep-deprived crankiness.

An hour later, as the first streaks of light were glimmering in the sky above the river, Scott showed up at the pop-up tent where video village had been set up, and presented Grace with a white paper bag and a tall styrofoam cup from Café du Monde.

“For me?” she asked, perking up considerably. “Did you seriously walk over there and buy me coffee?” He didn’t seem to have gotten anything for anyone else. Just her. Her brain filed this information away to obsess over and analyze later, when he wasn’t standing two feet away grinning at her.

“Café au lait,” Scott said smugly. “And beignets.”

Grace narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion. “Did you make one of the PAs do it?”

“As a matter of fact, I did it all by myself. And I had to take a picture with the employees, so I hope you appreciate it.”

“I do!” she said, beaming at him. “You’re officially my favorite person today.”

He blinked at her, his smirk fading into something else entirely. Whatever that expression on his face was, it sent Grace’s stomach tumbling into a free fall. Rather than examine it more closely, she focused her attention on the bag in her hand. Inside was a mountain of powdered sugar, and buried beneath it were three pillowy squares of fried dough. “Don’t inhale while you’re eating those,” Scott warned her.

“Not my first rodeo,” Grace told him, excavating a beignet. “Want one?”

“Noooo.” He held up his hands in a warding gesture. “I’m doing a water cut for that fight scene on Thursday.”

Right. He’d be shirtless, which meant the Abs of Glory would be on full display. Grace found herself looking forward to Thursday with a little more enthusiasm.

“Sucks for you,” she said, giving him a taunting grin as she bit into a beignet.

His eyes homed in on her mouth with laser beam focus. “That’s fine. I’ll just enjoy them vicariously by watching you eat.”

“Does this get you off?” she asked archly and took another bite.

Scott licked his lips. “Not gonna lie, it kind of does.”

Grace couldn’t help laughing at his retriever-staring-down-a-dog-treat expression, which led her to make the fatal mistake of inhaling with the beignet in front of her mouth. Coughing sugar out of her lungs, she clapped a hand over her mouth as a cloud of fine white powder billowed out in front of her.

Scott sidestepped the powdered sugar typhoon and patted her on the back, chuckling. “Told you not to inhale.”