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On stage, Tish Ransome sings about heartache and passion, betrayal, and about love gone wrong… but she knows very little about any of it in real life. The rockstar princess who swears like a pirate—literally—is loved and adored by family, friends, and fans alike, and her world is filled with good things, her future bright.
Behind the scenes, however, trouble is brewing. When Tom, her best friend and co-founder of the Marauders, tells her he's leaving the band after graduation, Tish must find a new wingman to step into Tom's hard-to-fill shoes. The moment she hears Sebastian Jeffries play, she knows he's the one.
Yet with Sebastian comes a taste of the things Tish only writes about, and she can't resist the lure of the tortured artist. Sebastian, likewise, is drawn to Tish's brilliance, but like a moth that hovers too close to the flames, is he killing himself just to be near her? Can Tish save Sebastian before it's too late, or will he pull her down into the darkness with him?
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I turned to find Paulo Durante threading his way between the tables behind me. I was a little surprised at the rush of emotions that flooded through me at the sight of him, and I could feel a smile tugging at my mouth. Madalina shoved through the bakery door and practically threw herself into Paulo’s arms, babbling exuberantly, pausing only to plant loud kisses on both his cheeks. And then his mouth. He returned her embrace, not even trying to get a word in edgewise until she was finished. I rolled my eyes and slumped in my chair, turning my back to them, listening to him speak quick and low to her.
Yep, he knew l’Aurora, all right. Very well, apparently. Between now and the time I’d left her this morning, Madalina seemed to have located the man who could climb her magnificent tower. And for some reason I didn’t want to explore, the fact that it was Paulo Durante stuck like a burr under my saddle. They approached the table arm in arm—more precisely, Madalina was playing barnacle on Paulo’s arm—and she winked at me. “I hear you already meet our Paulo, Princess Grace. He stays away too long. I am glad you bring him to us today. Pops and Crina will be happy to see him.” I thought she seemed pretty happy to see him herself, as she reached up and patted his cheek rather forcefully.
He just nodded graciously, so I winced for him. “Paulo.” I was in too much pain to feel very sociable, especially in light of these new developments. “Thank you, again, for your help today.” I hoped I sounded grateful. He had, after all, gone out of his way to make certain I was taken care of, to return my rented bicycle for me, and to come check on me as he’d promised. I owed him at least a little courtesy, even though I now realized why—or for whom—he’d really come.
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