Aug 24, 2016

Review and Excerpt Tour: Wait by A.L Jackson

From NYT & USA Today bestselling author comes a new Bleeding Stars stand-alone novel…

She is his strength and he is her weakness. And this time he won’t let her go. Edie Evans is gorgeous. Sexy. Kind. She’s also the definition of off-limits. But that didn't stop me from sneaking into her room to comfort her at night. But guys like me? We destroy everything, so it should have been no surprise when I destroyed us, too. The night I sent her running, I thought I’d never see her again. Until I saw her standing like a vision in the crowd. Austin Stone is dangerous. Alluring. Tempting. He broke my heart and I refused to give him the chance to do it again. It’s been years since I’ve seen him, and now I can’t do anything but stare at the gorgeous, tattooed man playing onstage. I should run. I know I should. But like a fool, I run straight back to him. Our desire is overpowering. Our need unrelenting. She is my hope. He is my weakness. We should have known a passion this intense would burn us right into the ground.


"She is his strength and he is her weakness.
This time he wont let her go."

Wait by A.L Jackson is one of the most intense, emotional and beautiful story I have ever read. It held too much power and emotion that I was lost in the story devouring every word and savoring every moment. Words per words..lines per lines shows evidence how the story will grab you and pull you right into the book gripping your heart and making you feel every pain they went through. It is far one of those stories that you thought you knew where it will lead you but unfortunately the turn of the events and the secrets unfolding never cease to shock the hell out of you.

Yes, that's how Wait made me feel. I couldn't even put the book down the moment I started reading it. Even now hours later after I finish reading, I am still dumbfounded. I am still in pain and I am left gutted. These two broken souls really just got me and my heart bleeds for them. I don't know but it really fucked me up and to think the book was supposed to be sexy and rock star romance right? Sure I read a gripping out there but no warning of "too much heart gripping". But what the hell happened??? I was reading with tears in my eyes and I feel like my heart's gonna burst.And the angst! Oh my... I thought I couldn't take it but man, it was a good angst and it kept me going.

"I took one step deeper into the ocean, and turned to face him.
The eye of my storm.
This beautiful, broken boy was lost for one more day."

Really, I highly recommend this book. It was written brilliantly and the characters growth throughout the story is great. It was not dragging and no unnecessary turn of events or any boring chasing. But what's more beautiful about it too is how the pain, trust , healing and love for each other was flawlessly delivered it feels so REAL.

And their hearts. They tumbled and spunned.
Swelled and grow.
Two empty lives that had been so hollow.
Two lives that now brimmed so full.

Great work A.L Jackson!

Wait Book Trailer : 


“Shit,” I hissed, bracing myself against the spray of the icy shards pelting from the shower head. I sucked in a breath, released it between clenched teeth, and forced myself fully under it. Head dropped and chest heaving as rivers of ice-cold water slicked down my shoulders and back. But it did nothing to lessen the need. Gave me no sanity or pacification. Because all I could think about was the girl on the other side of the door. My girl. In my bed. Wearing just her panties and my shirt. An angel I wanted to dirty. I always had. Love was messy like that. All of my restraint scattered. I gripped my cock. Squeezed the base. My mouth dropped open at the pressure of my hand against my rigid length. A fool thinking it might be enough. Shit. God, I was a bastard, but there was nothing I could do before I was giving in, leaning forward and bracketing my forearm above my head to hold my weight. Water pounded down on my head and back while I pounded my fist against my dick. Trying to keep silent when all I wanted was to moan, teeth digging into my bottom lip as I pictured the girl spread out for me. My breaths were coming short. Panted and hard. I gave into imagining the sounds she would make when I finally got to bury myself in her body. A soft, soft gasp. I slowed, trying to convince myself that throaty sound was all in my mind. Just another part of this fantasy. Until I heard the small thump against the wall. Shit. I mashed my eyes closed, like it might hide me. Conceal the depravity of my actions after I’d just been comforting her hours before. Heart thrashing, I turned and moved far enough to peek out the small section where the fabric shower curtain hadn’t been drawn fully closed. It was just a little sliver that left me exposed. But it was enough. When I peered out, I was looking right at my girl pressed up against the wall. She stared right back at me. And I wanted to be horrified, my mind scrambling to conjure every weak apology I could summon. Ready to fucking grovel to keep her from turning and running once again. Because that’s exactly what I expected her to do. But her expression…her expression clutched me in the center of the chest and sent what little brain function I had left stampeding south. Red, lush lips were parted, her hand pressed to her hollow of her throat, pupils dilated so big that her hooded, cerulean eyes appeared black. Needy breaths were coming at me from that sweet mouth like a goddamned freight train. Desire swelled in the confines of the too-tight room. Alive. She pressed deeper into the wall as if it might support her weakened knees. Head rocked back. Thighs squeezing together. Motherfuck. My hand shot to the shower wall to steady myself. “Warning you, Edie, you need to get out of here. Right now.”

A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad. Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, as well as the newest BLEEDING STARS novels. Watch for the next installments, WAIT and STAY, coming in 2016. If she’s not writing, you can find her hanging out by the pool with her family, sipping cocktails with her friends, or of course with her nose buried in a book. Be sure not to miss new releases and sales from A.L. Jackson -

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