FADE INTO YOU (Shaken Dirty #3) by Tracy Wolff-Review and Book Tour
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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date February 15, 2016
She’s one addiction he can’t resist.
Wyatt Jennings has been called a lot of things by the media. Bad-boy rocker. Intense drummer. Addict.
Finally out of rehab and desperate for a fresh start, Wyatt rejoins his mega-platinum rock band Shaken Dirty as they prepare for their world tour. But Wyatt’s demons are never far behind, always nipping at his heels for one. More. Fix.
Enter Poppy Germaine, the band’s new social media consultant. A beautiful bombshell who somehow manages to get underneath Wyatt’s skin, Poppy’s an addiction Wyatt can get behind. And even though she’s with the label—and therefore off-limits—he craves her. Needs her.
Except Poppy isn’t actually a social media consultant. She’s the daughter of the label’s CEO, sent undercover to babysit Wyatt and keep him from falling off the wagon again. Proving herself to her father is Poppy’s only goal—until she finds herself in Wyatt’s bed. But if Wyatt discovers the truth, it could send him spiraling all over again
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REVIEW: FADE INTO YOU is the third installment in Tracy Wolff’s contemporary, adult, erotic Shaken Dirty romance series. The series focuses on the members of the rock group Shaken Dirty. This is record executive Poppy Germaine, and Shaken Dirty’s drummer Wyatt Jennings’s story line. FADE INTO YOU can be read as a stand alone without any difficulty.
Told from dual third person perspectives (Poppy and Wyatt) FADE INTO YOU looks at addiction, lies, and heartbreak as Wyatt Jennings discovers that rehab is only the start on his long road to recovery. Wyatt is an addict-alcohol and heroine are his drugs of choice-but a few hours out of rehab and Wyatt is struggling to stay clean and sober. Enter Poppy Germaine-an executive from the band’s label-but a woman working under the guise of a social media princess. What ensues is the building relationship between Poppy and Wyatt, and Wyatt’s battles with his demons, his past, and the members of the band.
Poppy is on assignment, and with it comes the responsibility of her father’s record label but Poppy is no newcomer to the music scene. As our heroine struggles with her attraction to Wyatt, she finds herself falling in love with a man who battles both internal and external demons.
The relationship between Poppy and Wyatt is one of insta-lust that begins within minutes of Poppy mistakenly making out, in a dark alley, with Wyatt Jennings. Poppy needs to overcome her crush on the band’s drummer to effectively take control of Wyatt’s sobriety but saying and doing are two different things when Wyatt’s need for Poppy is almost as strong as his addiction to alcohol and drugs. The $ex scenes are erotic and intense. There is no denying the intense heat of want and need but the insta-lust/love felt a little too rushed even for an insta-love story line.
The world building continues to look at the band’s infrastructure: their struggle to find a new bassist in light of Micah’s betrayal; Wyatt’s battle with staying clean and sober; and the band’s potential fall out with their recording label.
FADE INTO YOU is an emotional story line about one man’s fall from grace, and the demons he continues to battle from past through to the present. The premise is dramatic and intense; the characters are impassioned and real; the romance is a quick build to a happily ever after.
Series Reading Order and Previous Reviews
Crash Into Me
Drive Me Crazy
Fade Into You
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Reviewed by Sandy
He was on fire. There was no other way to describe it, no other words to do justice to what she was seeing. What she was hearing. Wyatt was in the back right corner of the stage, but it was like he was the only one out there. Like there was a giant spotlight focused right on him while everyone else was just standing around in the dark.
Obviously, that wasn’t true. The whole band sounded amazing. Ryder’s vocals were right on, Jared’s guitar playing was phenomenal as usual, and Quinn was as close to perfect on the keyboards as a human could get. It was crazy.
More, it was like it had been two days since they’d played together instead of two months. That’s how well they blended together, how well their styles meshed. Sure, Li was a little off, just as she’d known he would be—he was good, but his skills weren’t up to their level and his style was too removed to work with what the others were throwing out. Plus, he wasn’t coming close to keeping up with the drum line Wyatt was laying down, which was a problem considering bass and drums worked hand in hand in most Shaken Dirty songs.
But then again, it wasn’t like keeping up with Wyatt was easy at the best of times. And now, when he was mounting a full-on assault on those drums? Even Jared and Quinn were struggling to stay with him and this was their music. He was their drummer.
But hell, she didn’t think any musician in the world could be on that stage tonight and be anything but overshadowed by what Wyatt was doing. His stick work was so fast, so precise, so fucking brilliant, she wouldn’t be surprised if his whole kit burst into flames right in front of him. There was a part of her that wondered how it hadn’t already.
Music was her life, and rock was the genre she was most passionate about. She could name every member of every halfway decent rock group in the world, could list off the best singers, best guitarists, best drummers and bassists and keyboardists to ever live, along with their best performances. And she would swear that at this moment, no drummer she’d ever heard—not Keith Moon, not Dave Grohl, not Josh Freese, not even Charlie Watts—could hold a candle to Wyatt Jennings. He’d always been amazing, had always been brilliant at making the drums the creative backbone of every Shaken Dirty song, but right now, in this club after two and a half months of rehab, stone-cold sober and wailing away on the tom-toms, he was the best she’d ever seen. The best she’d ever heard.
And she wasn’t just thinking that because it had only been an hour since he’d given her the two most intense orgasms of her life…
Which she still couldn’t believe she’d let happen.
Not with Wyatt.
Not when she had a job to do that so specifically revolved around him.
Not when she’d worked so hard and for so long to prove her father wrong…one slipup, one moment of giving in to the fire she worked so hard to keep tamped down, and she might have fucked it all up.
Tracy Wolff collects books, English degrees and lipsticks and has been known to forget where—and sometimes who—she is when immersed in a great novel. At six she wrote her first short story—something with a rainbow and a prince—and at seven she forayed into the wonderful world of girls lit with her first Judy Blume novel. By ten she’d read everything in the young adult and classics sections of her local bookstore, so in desperation her mom started her on romance novels. And from the first page of the first book, Tracy knew she’d found her life-long love. Now an English professor at her local community college, she writes romances that run the gamut from contemporary to paranormal to erotic suspense.
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