Blog Tour and Book Review: Stoned by Mandi Beck

July 15, 2016


Come get Wrecked with Stone and Willow in this second chance Rock Star Romance!

Stoned is NOW LIVE!

“A rock star with no rhythm is a man with no soul.” – Stone Lockhart
As the lead singer of one of the hottest bands to hit the rock scene, fucks are free, drugs come easy, and music is life.
For as long as Stone can remember, Willow has been his music – the notes that weave his soul together.
His rhythm.
Until he threw her away.
All he has left is a handful of pills and a few lines of powder to make him forget her.
And he tries, over and over.
Clean and ready to make things right, he’s faced with the fact that Willow’s moved on. She’s not the same girl he cast aside. Willow’s a woman sure about her purpose in life. Sure about who she’s meant to love.
Stone may be lost without his rhythm, but Willow has found so much more.
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Willow isn't a performer. She’s too honest and pure for that. She plays and sings with her heart. If she’s mad, she sings angry shit. Happy, she smiles throughout the whole damn song making you smile too. But I know the moment I hear the chords of “Over,” this set she’s working on is all me. She can’t see me in the corner here, but she sings for me nonetheless, and I feel every fucking word. Every last note as she pours her heart out. This is a Willow that was always reserved for me. She never wanted to be in the spotlight. We begged her to be in the band and not just help write the music, but she said no, over and over. But when it was just her and I, this was the Birdie I got. We would play for each other for hours, late into the night, sometimes it would lead to us fucking, and other times it was because we had just finished, our bodies sated, but our souls still full of passion and adrenaline. A naked Wills wearing nothing but a guitar is the most beautiful fucking sight in the world and just thinking about it now makes me hard.
“Stone? Babe? Wake up, I can’t sleep.” I can hear her but can’t make my eyes open to see her. The bed shifts and then dips. Willow straddling my lap has my eyes opening slowly, blinking the sleep away. I suck in a breath when I can finally focus. My beautiful Birdie is sitting astride me, completely naked except for her brand new custom Martin. Her fingers lovingly stroking over the fret board. “I wrote you a new song,” she whispers excitedly. Peering up at her, I can see the excitement on her face, the love in her whiskey-colored eyes. As she starts playing I shift. My bottom lip clamped between my teeth I gently tug the sheet lower down my legs inconspicuously. She begins singing and I feel a lightness wash over me. Her words like a balm on my now overly heated skin. Every time she opens her mouth, beauty pours from it, and I have the urge to fill her. Fill her any way that I can so that I can touch that music. Be her music the way she’s mine. Entranced, I watch as Willow falls into her zone, eyes closed, face intense in its peacefulness. As she hits the bridge, her voice raising an octave, I slip inside her. Pussy wet, always so wet when she gets like this, I thrust. Her eyes don’t open, but she softens, all of her relaxing into me. When I begin rocking back and forth, slowly, rhythmically in sync with the chords she plays, she falters for a beat. Gradually her eyes open, landing on mine just long enough for me to see all the love from moments ago turned to lust and a deep, needy want. She’s close. Thank fuck.
Careful to not bump the guitar, I slide my thumb to her clit and play her, same as she plays her Martin. Silently we make music together as her song envelopes us, breathier than before. I join in on the chorus, my raspy voice melding with hers as I fuck her, pushing us both over the edge.
Blissed out and with hands on her thighs, I smile wickedly, “Sing it for me again, Wills.”
I’m brought from my thoughts when Law elbows me. “Where’d you go, bro? You okay?” he whispers just as the song finishes and she takes a moment to sip from her mug. I’d bet money it was tea. She always drank tea to soothe her throat when she was serious about a session or we had a lot to work out in the studio.
“Yeah, man. Just thinking about Wills.” Shrugging sheepishly, I glance over at him before letting my gaze settle back on Willow. “I haven’t had to share her like this in forever, not even with you guys really. Not like this.” My voice is pitched low so that it doesn’t travel. “It’s fucking with my head a little. There’s never been a time that she wasn’t mine and that music wasn’t ours. Ya know?”
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Stone Lockart was the very definition of a bad ass Rockstar. From money, to women and fame, he's had everything but along with that came the drugs. Having been with his longtime girlfriend Willow, he thinks that she's always gonna be there for him but little does he kow, she's had enough and decides to leave him. Finally realizing that she's gone, he decides to make a change and go to rehab to get himself clean. But can he win her back? 

Willow has always loved making music with Stone and it became their thing. From teenage years, to adult hood, she's been there every step of the way in his career and nothing has ever made her more proud than seeing him on stage living his dream. But with that  dream came the downside of fame and Stone has sadly gave into those tempations. At her breaking point, Willow has decided to leave him despite how much she loves him. But will she ever really move on from Stone? 

"Your words went from being my cure to being my curse". 

After a long grueling battle in rehab, Stone is ready to win back Willow and he's willing to do whatever it takes. But while he was attempting to get his life back in order, Willow moved on. Being gone for almost two years, Willow's life has changed dramatically. She's finally at peace with her world and has made some amazing new friends that would do anything for her. But Stone isn't someone that you forget so easily and that peace that she's found? It's about to be completely obliterated.

I have to say that I was completely surprised by the angst!! Being an angst whore, I was in love with certain scenes and it made everything better for me. Stone has hurt Willow in the worst possible way and I really didn't see how he could've made amends for that. But he fought like hell and I have to applaud his determination and strength throughout everything. He knew that Willow wasn't just going to allow him back in her life that easily and he was willing to do whatever. These two shared such an amazing connection through music, that you literally felt it and I loved seeing that.

" I know what it does to a man to love you so fucking completely that he can't breathe without you". I know what loving you looks like.  I see it in the mirror every fucking day.  I know".

 I would've liked to see some more flashbacks of when they were younger so I couldve known how they met, but that's me being greedy. My only other issue that I had was I felt the ending was too rushed. I wanted more time Stone and Willow and a very important part of the storyline went unanswered for me. Aside from that, I really enjoyed this one and if you love dirty talking bad boy rockstars, Stone Lockart is your guy.

About the Author
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Writer, wife, mom, student and avid reader.
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