Rocktoberfest Author Spotlight Day 4 – Jade C Jamison

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******A big Backstage Books welcome to Jade C Jamison!   I just today had the chance to finish reading my first book of hers, but it certainly won’t be the last!   I am thrilled to discover that she has soooo many rockstar reads to hop into that I haven’t been able to peruse yet!*****

Since I started out reading the Vagabonds series, let’s start with that trilogy!

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Excerpt from ON THE RUN (Vagabonds #1):

“The phrase is take me, not tame me, Barbie.”

The blonde shrugged, a defiant feel about her, but there was nothing in her face to indicate anything—except maybe a little indignation because, after all, she was an “artist” and nothing she could do was wrong. She had the view that she should have the right to change the original artist’s intent. “It sounds better.”

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Liz inhaled deeply and exhaled through her nose slowly before she responded. “It’s not the way I wrote it…and I’d appreciate it if you’d sing it as intended. When you write your own lyrics, you can change them around all you please.”

Barbie arched an eyebrow. “Oh, and I will.”

Jesus Christ. Surely Peter had seen that he’d taken our little group that had gotten along famously and stirred up trouble. Barbie was the oil to our water. She refused to cooperate or even try to become part of our group. It was almost as if she thought that, since she was the vocalist, she was the leader and she was expected to do her own thing, the rest of us be damned. To this day, I have no idea what thoughts if any rolled around in that woman’s head that day. “Listen, you little bitches, we don’t have all day. I need you to get familiar with the material we already have so we can begin recording. The world will never discover you if you spend your entire life arguing in a garage over a simple verb.”

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Excerpt from ON THE ROAD (Vagabonds #2)

I asked CJ if he wanted to wager anything. “Like what?” he asked.

I laughed. “How about that sweet car? I know you could afford another one.”

He looked up at his score. There was no way in a million years I could beat him. Well, maybe a million, but it would definitely involve a miracle of some kind. He grinned and started to say, “You know there’s—”

“Shh,” I interrupted, placing my index finger on his lips. “Are you man enough to take my bet or not?”

He chuckled and then sucked my finger into his mouth. Holy shit. That was hotter than it had a right to be, and I was pretty sure he read that reaction all over my face. I forced myself to let the air out of my lungs while he released my finger. Then he replied, “Fine, darlin’, I’ll take your bet.”

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“Sweet. I love that car of yours. Now…what do you want me to wager?” I chewed on my bottom lip a second before adding, “I could make some suggestions.”

He blinked once, slowly and methodically, a slight grin making his eyes twinkle. “I’m sure you could. Why do I get the feeling you’re being naughty?”

My smile grew wider. “Am I that obvious?”

“Mm-hmm.” Yeah, like he hadn’t encouraged it.

“Okay, so let’s take care of this last frame.”

“But the bet—”

“How about…” He lifted my ball off the return and held it in his palm for me to grab. I stuck my fingers in the holes and he continued. “I choose my prize if I win?”

Oh. Okay. That would involve a lot of trust. Two seconds and I decided—I knew I trusted him. Two more seconds and I felt a thrilled shiver charge through my spine wondering just what he’d choose. I nodded. “All right. Wish me luck.”

“Absolutely. Good luck, babe.”

Another shiver darted through my body. He hadn’t called me babe often, but I loved when he did. I couldn’t quite smile at him as I took my ball out of his hand and walked up to the line. I took a step forward and swung the ball, closing my eyes as I let go of it. I kept them closed, listening for the sound of the ball hitting the gutter. But that sound never came. In fact, I heard the steady whirring sound of the ball rolling down the lane in a straight-ish path.

I finally peeked through a slit of one of my eyelids and saw that my ball was still traveling right down the middle, ready to hit the front pin.

And it did. My first strike of the evening. I couldn’t help but squeal and then I jumped up and down. I knew I’d get to throw the ball twice more now, and I turned around, smiling wide. “I got you now, mister!”

CJ grinned and brought the fingers of both his hands to his mouth, imitating the act of biting all his fingernails off. “Oh, no.”

Even had I hit all the pins twice more, I would haven’t beaten his score. But I didn’t even come close. I was still behind, and CJ hadn’t even had his turn yet.

He picked up the heavy black ball off the return and said, “This doesn’t even seem fair.”

I rolled my eyes. “Just get it over with.”

He threw the ball, this time not getting a strike, but he did get a spare and an extra ball. Talk about adding insult to injury. So, as we took our bowling shoes off and put our street shoes back on, I said, “Well?”

He looked over at me. “Well what?”

“What’s it gonna be?”

He shrugged. “I have to think about it a little bit.”

So we turned in our shoes and walked outside into the cold. “Have you decided yet?”

He laughed. “Nope, not yet.” We got to his car and, after letting it run for a few seconds, he turned the heater on.


He laughed. “Impatient.” He reached over and turned down the radio. “I think I’ll collect sometime this summer.”

Oh. Oh, God, no. I knew what that meant. That meant he did want to have sex with me, but he was going to make me wait until I was eighteen. That stupid fucking rule of his. But I kept my anger in check and instead figured out a way to slither myself in between his body and the steering wheel to straddle him. He was laughing again and held his arms up to allow me to sit on his lap facing him. I pressed my forehead into his. It was only thanks to the glow of the dashboard and the lights in the parking lot that I could see his deep brown eyes in the darkness of his car. “I want you to collect now, dammit.”

And there was that magnetism, that draw, that need I felt for him as my lips brushed over his. My eyes were closed by then and he responded—thank the heavens he responded—touching my tongue with his. It was another magical kiss, one that transported me out of that car and into the sky, out of the freezing night air and into a flaming furnace…

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Excerpt from ON THE ROCKS (Vagabonds #3)

When we parked at CJ’s apartment building, I knew I needed to say something so it wasn’t a shock when we got upstairs. I grabbed his bass case while he threw a backpack over his shoulder and carried a big suitcase in one hand, a grocery bag in the other. As we started walking toward the building, I said, “Umm, I need to let you know…I moved out.”

It was subtle, but I noticed a slight pause in his step. Oh. So maybe he would have a problem with it. Well, I knew it would be awkward, but I didn’t want it to be any big deal. “Out of my place, you mean?”

I nodded but kept my eyes on the stairs I’d have to place a foot on momentarily. “Yeah.”

He was quiet for a few seconds. “Did you get your own place or…?”

“Yeah. I just… Well, I want to thank you for your hospitality, you know. For letting me stay with you.”

Her muttered, “Yeah, sure,” but I could tell it was merely an automated response. He was still processing it all. It wasn’t until we were inside, lights on and everything we’d been carrying put down, that he made sure he had my attention. “Is something wrong? Is there somebody else?”

Oh. That plunged in my heart like a harpoon. I didn’t know if I felt worse for not telling him before—because it obviously meant more to him than I’d thought—or that he believed I’d cheat on him. Well…when I was home. No, it was more than that. I guess, in hindsight, I’d say we had an open relationship, whether I wanted it or not, whether I agreed or not. That was the only way I could have CJ and I’d been okay with it.

But I wasn’t happy with it anymore.

So I was stinging some that he figured I could just hang my heart up and stop caring. It didn’t work that way, not for me. He’d owned me from the first time we were together, and it wouldn’t be that easy to let go.

I felt like now might be a good time to let out a lighthearted laugh and call him silly, because of course he was the only guy for me. Then I thought it might be better to give him a wistful smile and just let him know that I needed some time to myself. But, instead, the rebel inside felt like balls out truth was the best way—the only way with the man I loved so fiercely that I ached to the core.

I did want to assure him, though. “God, no, CJ. There’s nobody else. But…” I shook my head, grappling for the words. “I need some space, something to call my own. We’re not building a life together here. This was never my home—it was yours—and, while I appreciate your generosity, I didn’t want to overstay my welcome.”

There it was—something—and that goddamn something sent a chill bolting over the surface of my arms, making the tiny hairs stand on end. You missed something, Kyle. What was it? There was a change in his face, so subtle that I just couldn’t make it out. It was a flash in his eye or a twitch in his cheek or a muscle in his jaw…but it was there, and you better believe it registered with my subconscious. All my fucking alarm bells were going off—every last one of them—and they were blaring at me that I had just fucked up monumentally.

But CJ was, if nothing else, always a gentleman. What made him frustrating and hard to read (in spite of the klaxons ringing in my heart) was that he held his cards close to his chest. There was little room for guessing, and I suspect that even had I come right out and asked him how he felt right at that moment, he wouldn’t have told me. And maybe he was too shocked to say anyway.

He took a deep breath and I saw another subtle shift. It was like watching a door close in slow motion…

Buy links for the Vagabonds trilogy:

ON THE RUN (Vagabonds #1)
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ON THE ROAD (Vagabonds #2)
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ON THE ROCKS (Vagabonds #3)
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Bullet Series 1

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Bullet 1

An Epic Rock Star Novel

What if you discover the man you want is toxic?

She tasted a little bit of heaven with him, and now they’ve gone through hell and back, but can their relationship take anymore?

Valerie Quinn is a naïve college freshman when she meets on-the-rise rock star Ethan Richards. He’s an idealistic, handsome, reckless young man, but he’s captured her heart. She doesn’t give up on him and eventually his walls crumble down. By the time Valerie has given herself to him completely, she discovers he’s damaged and may be beyond help. Can she save Ethan and their relationship before he implodes, or will he self-destruct and take her with him?

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ROCK BOTTOM (Bullet #2)
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The much-anticipated sequel to Bullet.

Rock star Ethan Richards has fought depression and a host of other demons all his adult life, and it’s caused him to lose everything—his wife, his son, his friends, and he almost loses the one thing that means the most to him—his band. He hits rock bottom and believes there is no way out.

Enter Jenna McCormick, a feisty drug and alcohol counselor, a woman with her own share of troubles. She finds Ethan intriguing but keeps him at a distance while trying to help him face life without crutches. She feels a spark but denies it, knowing that a relationship with unstable Ethan could be dangerous for both of them.

Ethan knows what he wants, though, and isn’t used to being told no. Jenna isn’t willing to risk Ethan losing his tenuous grip on sobriety, however, and is prepared to deny her deeper feelings to help Ethan climb out of his hole, but he learns how to let go of his pain when he finds that someone is prepared to walk with him through the shadows. Can he convince Jenna that they should take a chance on love or will they forever deny their feelings in an effort to keep Ethan on the straight and narrow?

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FEVERISH (Bullet #3)
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Book 3 in the Bullet series (however, book can be read as a stand alone!)

…To be loved by the good guy
…To be f**ked by the bad boy
He’ll make you FEVERISH either way…

Clayton “Jet” Smith has enjoyed acting the part of rock star god / incorrigible bad boy since his breakup with rock goddess Valerie Quinn. He’s racking up quite a score playing the field, and he has no plans to settle down anytime soon. His biggest problem these days is meeting his obligations. He’s so busy having fun, he forgets the important things.

To help him out, he hires recent graduate Emily Brinkman to be his personal assistant, and he quickly finds a fire burning in his belly for her. There are two problems, however. The first is that Emily is engaged to be married, a fact that leaves Jet unfazed. The second problem isn’t so easy to surmount, though: Emily is disgusted and unimpressed by both sides of the man.

Will Clay find a way to persuade Emily to try him out, not just for one night, but for all time?

Feverish moves the Bullet story forward, but the book can be read as a stand alone title. You don’t want to miss this one!

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Bullet 4-1

Book #4 in the Bullet series

You might think you know rock star Brad Payne’s story, but think again. There’s so much more to his story than what Valerie knew. See Brad before Valerie came into his life and, when he was playing back burner to Ethan, see what Brad was up to when no one else in the band was looking.

Valerie might have thought she and Brad were inevitable and maybe, in the back of his mind, Brad might have felt that way too, but he didn’t just sit around waiting for her. See the secret side of Brad that you had no idea existed. What kept the driving force behind Fully Automatic focused even while his heart was breaking?

This story can be read as a standalone.

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A Bullet novella (Bullet 4.5)

Val, Brad, and the kids decide to take a short but needed winter vacation to get away from it all and enjoy each other’s company, but one thing is stopping them from relaxing like they should. Since fronting her new band Val Hella, Val has discovered the darker side of fame—she has a stalker, one who seems intent upon stepping up his game to get what he wants, and the ruin of their vacation becomes the least of their worries.

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SLASH AND BURN (Bullet #5)
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Is theirs a match made in heaven…or hell?

Nick Channing, drummer for Fully Automatic, has never taken relationships seriously. He’s had fun and met dozens of women—mostly one-night stands—and he prefers it that way. From his parents to his friends, he’s witnessed love and relationships firsthand and believes women are nothing but a headache.

Nick, Brad, and Val team up again to launch her new band Val Hella. There’s one problem, though: they still need a bassist. They audition dozens of women, trying to find the perfect one and settle on Sabrina, known onstage simply as Sinna, a bad ass metal head who’s perfect for the band: pierced, tattooed, dressed in black from head to toe, and she handles her bass with precision. She is a force to be reckoned with and Nick is smitten.

When Nick gets her alone the first time to lay on the charm, he’s met with a coolness he’s never experienced. Sabrina is mysterious and thoroughly unimpressed with Nick and his behavior, and that’s when he decides he has to have her. As he falls headlong for her, he discovers her secrets, one dark shadow at a time. He thinks she loves him back, but he can’t be sure. By the time he’s completely down the rabbit hole, his heart’s so entangled, he fears he might not be able to save himself. Can she save him or will she wreck him for all time?

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******  Where to Stalk Jade ******

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