We’ve got a couple of great books to look at today – I’m actually about halfway through this one and it is fabulous!
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Nashville Dreams, Book 1
by Sandy James
October 10, 2017
Forever Yours eBook
$3.99
Blurb:
In Nashville the stars shine a little brighter, songs sound a little sweeter, and love lasts a lifetime.
Young, rich, and better looking than a man has a right to be, successful songwriter Brad βHitmanβ Maxwell was once Nashvilleβs biggest celebrity.Β Then a heartbreaking loss and a shocking betrayal caused his light to go out.Β Now, instead of pouring his soul into song, he pours beers at Words & Music.Β His bar is the perfect escapeβa place to forget his pastβuntil the night she takes the stageβ¦
Savannah Wolf used to dream of becoming Nashvilleβs hottest star.Β Now, as a young single mom, she dreams of a steady income and being home to tuck her daughter into bed.Β So when Brad Maxwell offers her the gig of a lifetimeβplaying as the headliner at Words & MusicβSavannah discovers the best of both worlds.Β And she refuses to ruin this opportunity by falling for her sexy boss.Β Except that Brad suddenly starts writing music againβ¦music inspired byΒ her.
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Excerpt:
By the fifth take, Brad was losing his patience.
Had he been wrong in thinking Savannah was something special, something new? He sure as hell didnβt think so.
Then why couldnβt he get her to sing with the passion sheβd shown back at Words & Music?
Maybe it was the song. βThat Smileβ was his first attempt at writing in a long time. Perhaps it wasnβt up to snuff?
No. When Brad had heard Savannah sing it earlier, heβd known heβd written a strong song with a good melody and a catchy beat.
Something was clearly blocking her talent.
βIβm sorry, Brad.β She dropped the headphones from her ears to let them rest around her neck. Then, head bowed, she started shuffling through the sheet music.
Heβd never seen her look defeated before, and he didnβt like it. This wasnβt the Savannah whoβd been his muse. This wasnβt the woman who brought back his music.
This wasβ¦a disaster.
But why?
He watched her closely, trying to find some telltale clue as to what was going on today that had robbed Savannah of the passion and talent heβd counted on. Her hair was braided, the braid an eclectic mixture of blond and blue. A blush tinted her cheeks, and he could hear her nervousness through the quaver in her voice, especially in the last notes of her fifth recording.
Something was definitely wrong, and he was going to have to find a way to fix it. But he couldnβt do that from another room. Even though he could see her, something told him she needed something more personal. Unsure of whether being closer to her would make a difference, he figured it was worth a shot.
Brad started a new recording so he could capture the song if he was able to help her, pushed himself away from the console, and headed to the recording booth with his remote control in his pocket. He pulled the door open and stepped inside.
Savannah glanced up from the music, offering him a wan smile that made his frustration evaporate. She knew something was wrong, too. Maybe if they put their heads together, they could get back the magic.
By the fifth take, Brad was losing his patience.
Had he been wrong in thinking Savannah was something special, something new? He sure as hell didnβt think so.
Then why couldnβt he get her to sing with the passion sheβd shown back at Words & Music?
Maybe it was the song. βThat Smileβ was his first attempt at writing in a long time. Perhaps it wasnβt up to snuff?
No. When Brad had heard Savannah sing it earlier, heβd known heβd written a strong song with a good melody and a catchy beat.
Something was clearly blocking her talent.
βIβm sorry, Brad.β She dropped the headphones from her ears to let them rest around her neck. Then, head bowed, she started shuffling through the sheet music.
Heβd never seen her look defeated before, and he didnβt like it. This wasnβt the Savannah whoβd been his muse. This wasnβt the woman who brought back his music.
This wasβ¦a disaster.
But why?
He watched her closely, trying to find some telltale clue as to what was going on today that had robbed Savannah of the passion and talent heβd counted on. Her hair was braided, the braid an eclectic mixture of blond and blue. A blush tinted her cheeks, and he could hear her nervousness through the quaver in her voice, especially in the last notes of her fifth recording.
Something was definitely wrong, and he was going to have to find a way to fix it. But he couldnβt do that from another room. Even though he could see her, something told him she needed something more personal. Unsure of whether being closer to her would make a difference, he figured it was worth a shot.
Brad started a new recording so he could capture the song if he was able to help her, pushed himself away from the console, and headed to the recording booth with his remote control in his pocket. He pulled the door open and stepped inside.
Savannah glanced up from the music, offering him a wan smile that made his frustration evaporate. She knew something was wrong, too. Maybe if they put their heads together, they could get back the magic.
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Author Info:
Sandy James lives in a quiet suburb of Indianapolis and is a high school psychology teacher.Β She owns a small stable of harness racehorses and enjoys spending time at Hoosier Park racetrack.Β She has been an Amazon #1 Bestseller multiple times and has won numerous awards including two HOLT Medallions.
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