February 23, 2015
A Stone in the Sea
Releasing February 23, 2015
He wanted nothing at all…
Until he found she had everything to give…
Sunder lead singer and guitarist Sebastian Stone has everything—fans, fame, and fortune. He also has a heart full of bitterness and a reputation for a short-fused temper. But an outward reputation rarely reveals the true man inside. Facing assault charges after trying to protect his younger brother, Sebastian is sent to Savannah, Georgia to lie low until the dust settles in L.A.
Shea Bentley is beautiful, kind, and hiding from the very lifestyle Sebastian has always embraced.
When the mysterious, tattooed stranger begins hanging out at the bar where she works, Shea is quick to recognize he is nothing but trouble, but she’s helpless to the way her body lights up every time his intense gray eyes tangle with hers.
They both soon find themselves drowning in a sea of desire and passion that won’t let them up for air.
Sebastian knows firsthand secrets never die, and he’s not the only one who’s hiding them.
Loving someone always comes with a price. But will it be Shea’s past that costs them everything?
I can’t even describe the feeling I get when I hear that AL Jackson is writing a new book. I’ve called her a literary genius before and it stands true now more than ever. Her writing is lyrical and poetic. Her words pull emotions from so far deep inside yourself that you never knew they even existed. The words flow across the page and lodge deep into your heart never to be set free. She is one of the best writers that I have ever read. Somehow her words heighten all of your senses and you’re so immersed in the story that you smell the sea air, feel the wind on your face, taste the salty water, hear the music, and see the electricity between these two characters. I literally had chills while I read this amazing story and I finished it in one day! Sebastian has taken up residence in my heart right next to Jared and Christopher from the Closer to You Series.
Sebastian(Baz) is a bad boy. So bad. He’s hiding out in Savannah while he waits to hear news of his fate. Not being able to stay cooped up inside anymore he ventures out to a local watering hole. Minding his own business in the back corner he feels her before he sees her. Shea. Her instincts tell her run away as fast as she can, but she can’t deny the pull to this haunted, broken bad boy. They are both hiding secrets that may destroy them. But, they ignore the warning bells and jump into a passionate affair that threatens to drown their hearts. Will Baz be able to let go of his past and let Shea into his heart? Will Shea regret letting her walls crumble and letting Sebastian climb over them? This story has twists and turns and ups and down so drastic that I felt like I was on a rollercoaster ride. The best feeling in the world. I can’t wait for more Baz and Shea.
For one rapturous second, time stood still as I got lost in a face that had to be the most beautiful I’d ever seen. It wasn’t perfect, and maybe that was the problem.
No, not perfect. Just beautiful and dark and a little but frightening.
His tongue peeked out for a taste, and my knees went a little weak. Good God, he was a sipper.
“Bite your tongue, woman. That thing would be the only girl I ever loved.” I bit my lip instead, my words becoming playful. “Well, doesn’t that answer a lot of questions about you, Sebastian from California.”
Fucking gorgeous. Knock the wind out of me kind of gorgeous. Sing from the mountaintops kind of gorgeous. Leave me begging on my knees kind of gorgeous. Yeah. That kind of gorgeous.
With a smile, I turned around, then froze when my sight registered the obscured figure leaning against the wall. A strangled gasp caught in my throat, and my heart took off at a sprint, blood pounding hard in my ears.
Pushing from the wall, he stepped from the shadows, his hands again stuffed deep in his pockets.
My heart rate only increased, the energy radiating from him almost as strong as the disappointment he’d left me with when he’d gone.
I pressed my hand to my chest to try to still the panic thundering against my ribs. “You scared me.”
“I’m sorry.” The words were soft. “That’s the last thing I want to do.”
But he did. I was scared of what he was capable of doing to me, the way I knew he held the power to trounce all over this hammering heart, to hold it in his hand and crush it into a million unrecognizable pieces.
“What are you doing here?” I asked on a shaky breath.
He looked to the sky and exhaled heavily, before he leveled his gaze back on me. “The same thing I’m doing every night, Shea. Thinking about you and wondering why the hell I can’t stop.”
My stomach flipped, and I gulped for air.
“What do you want from me?”
He laughed, lifted his elbows out to his sides in a helpless gesture without pulling his hands free. “Dinner?”
Nonsensical laughter shot from me. “At three in the morning?”
“Breakfast?” he amended, a coy smile pulling at his full, crooked lips.
Tingles spread across my skin, and I ran my hands up my bare arms. “I already told you I don’t have time for distractions.”
“Come on, Shea. It’s just food. Go out with me. Just tonight.”
Somehow I knew it was a lie, even though he wanted to believe it was true.
Nervously, I glanced to the back door all the while being inexplicably drawn to this man I didn’t even know. I knew I should make a break for it, run for the safety of my little world and give him no opportunity to rip it apart.
“I am hungry,” I found myself saying. After a long night of work, it was true. But it had nothing to do with the reason I was giving in.
Because I just wanted to…
I shook my head.
That was it. I just wanted. I wanted to be in his space. I wanted to understand why he had this pull on me. I wanted him.
Even though I’d never allow myself to have him.
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A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me Softly, Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes. She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life. Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves. To stay up to date with important news on A.L. Jackson, including new releases, sales, and exclusive specials and excerpts, text “jackson” to 96000 to subscribe!