Title: Hold On
Series: Hold #4 (prequel novella)
Series: Hold #4 (prequel novella)
Author: Arell Rivers
Genre: Contemporary Rockstar Romance
Release Date: November 7, 2017
Blurb
For upcoming singer-songwriter Cole
Manchester, getting signed with the industry’s best record label topped his
bucket list. And now, with contract in hand, his appetite grows … along with
his list.
Manchester, getting signed with the industry’s best record label topped his
bucket list. And now, with contract in hand, his appetite grows … along with
his list.
√ Headline
a tour
a tour
√ Win a
Grammy
Grammy
√ Party
like a rock star
like a rock star
√ Feast on
a steady diet of hot chicks
a steady diet of hot chicks
√ Do his mother proud—thankfully, his publicist works overtime
Taking
place prior to the first three books in The Hold Series, this prequel novella
offers a taste of Cole’s early lifestyle. He indulges all his passions, but
soon finds that scoring on and off the stage has unpredicted consequences. So, grab
onto the aspiring rocker with both hands, and HOLD ON.
place prior to the first three books in The Hold Series, this prequel novella
offers a taste of Cole’s early lifestyle. He indulges all his passions, but
soon finds that scoring on and off the stage has unpredicted consequences. So, grab
onto the aspiring rocker with both hands, and HOLD ON.
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Excerpt
Aunt Doreen
takes a cake knife from the drawer, clears her throat and the two sisters
squint at each other. My body tenses. This body language usually precedes some
unanticipated concession by me. Busying myself by returning the coffee tin to
the cabinet, I turn to escape the kitchen before…
takes a cake knife from the drawer, clears her throat and the two sisters
squint at each other. My body tenses. This body language usually precedes some
unanticipated concession by me. Busying myself by returning the coffee tin to
the cabinet, I turn to escape the kitchen before…
“Cole.”
Shit. Not fast enough. “Yes, Mom.”
Mom starts,
“We’ve been talking.”
“We’ve been talking.”
I open my
mouth, but Aunt Doreen jumps in before I can get anything out. “We know that
you’re a grown man now, and you’re starting a high-profile career.”
mouth, but Aunt Doreen jumps in before I can get anything out. “We know that
you’re a grown man now, and you’re starting a high-profile career.”
“But I
don’t want my son to have a bad-boy reputation,” Mom blurts out. She cups my
cheek. “I didn’t raise you to be wild.”
don’t want my son to have a bad-boy reputation,” Mom blurts out. She cups my
cheek. “I didn’t raise you to be wild.”
Her sister
moves in for the kill, placing her hand on my forearm for a brief moment.
“Please be careful. Don’t get caught up in the lifestyle you’ll be offered.”
moves in for the kill, placing her hand on my forearm for a brief moment.
“Please be careful. Don’t get caught up in the lifestyle you’ll be offered.”
Mom drops
her hand. “Promise me you won’t become one of those out-of-control stars we
hear about on the news.”
her hand. “Promise me you won’t become one of those out-of-control stars we
hear about on the news.”
My heart
races. I need a cigarette. I’m flanked by two of the strongest women I’ve ever
known, and their concern is both touching and intrusive. But it’s born from
love. I glance from one pair of green eyes to the next and swallow.
races. I need a cigarette. I’m flanked by two of the strongest women I’ve ever
known, and their concern is both touching and intrusive. But it’s born from
love. I glance from one pair of green eyes to the next and swallow.
Mom
presses. “Promise me.”
presses. “Promise me.”
I’m not
giving up the perks of my soon-to-be-lifestyle—women and parties being at the
top of the list. I’ve earned this. However, the set of their jaws tells
me I’m not getting out of this kitchen without giving them my word.
giving up the perks of my soon-to-be-lifestyle—women and parties being at the
top of the list. I’ve earned this. However, the set of their jaws tells
me I’m not getting out of this kitchen without giving them my word.
“Promise,”
she repeats.
she repeats.
I gauge the
distance to the dining room. Too far. Mom crosses her arms, and Aunt
Doreen follows suit.
distance to the dining room. Too far. Mom crosses her arms, and Aunt
Doreen follows suit.
Rubbing my
hands up and down my legs, I mumble, “Okay, fine, I promise. I won’t get a bad
rep.”
hands up and down my legs, I mumble, “Okay, fine, I promise. I won’t get a bad
rep.”
Dazzling
smiles greet my capitulation. They pick up the dessert and dishes and leave me
in the kitchen wondering how the hell I’m going to both honor and get
around my vow.
smiles greet my capitulation. They pick up the dessert and dishes and leave me
in the kitchen wondering how the hell I’m going to both honor and get
around my vow.
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Author Bio
For as long
as Arell Rivers can remember, she has been lost in a book. During her senior
year in college, she picked up a Danielle Steel novel … and instantly was
hooked on romance.
as Arell Rivers can remember, she has been lost in a book. During her senior
year in college, she picked up a Danielle Steel novel … and instantly was
hooked on romance.
Arell
started writing her first novel because the characters were screaming at her to
do so. The story started coming out in her dreams and attacking her in the
shower, so she took to the computer to shut them up. But they kept talking.
started writing her first novel because the characters were screaming at her to
do so. The story started coming out in her dreams and attacking her in the
shower, so she took to the computer to shut them up. But they kept talking.
Born and
raised in New Jersey, Arell has what some may call a “checkered past.” Prior to
discovering her passion for writing romance, she practiced law, was a wedding
and event planner and even dabbled in marketing. Arell lives with a very
supportive husband and two mischievous cats. When not in her writing cave,
Arell is found making dinner in the crock pot, working out with Shaun T or
hitting the beach.
raised in New Jersey, Arell has what some may call a “checkered past.” Prior to
discovering her passion for writing romance, she practiced law, was a wedding
and event planner and even dabbled in marketing. Arell lives with a very
supportive husband and two mischievous cats. When not in her writing cave,
Arell is found making dinner in the crock pot, working out with Shaun T or
hitting the beach.
Arell is a
member of the New Jersey chapter of Romance Writers of America.
member of the New Jersey chapter of Romance Writers of America.
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