Exclusive Excerpt of Nalini Singh’s upcoming book, “Rock Addiction”

by Maryse on August 25, 2014 · 16 comments

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<— Nalini Singh Fans!!! And ROCK STAR BOOK fans!! Look what’s up for pre-order on Amazon right now. Yep. Nalini (one of the queens of paranormal romance) is going “rock star bad-boy contemporary” on September 9th with her upcoming book “Rock Addiction (Rock Kiss Book 1)“.

Hot cover, and from that blurb (and excerpt below)?! It’s gonna be steeeeeeeamy!!! And the premise? Right up our alley! So… from the blurb, she’s not into “fame” (something happened in her past that thrust her into the spotlight) and now she just wants to live a low-key life. But she meets him (super-famous rock star and they have an extended no-strings-attached “one-night stand” that morphs into “one month”). Ruh-roh.

Sex and sin and sensual indulgence, all with an expiration date. No ties, no regrets.”

A whole month and no ties? Riiiiiight. Like that’s gonna work. ;)

“Too late, Molly realizes it isn’t only her body that’s become addicted to Fox, but her heart…”

Yep. That’s what I thought. ;) So I’m thinking from full-on steamy, to full-on angsty!

Wanna “taste-test” an exclusive excerpt?

Be warned… it’s steamy… ;)

Excerpt from ROCK ADDICTION by Nalini Singh

Out September 9th

Molly dropped her keys.

Fox bent and picked them up, the chocolate silk of his hair sliding over his forehead. “Here.” Putting them gently into her hand, he closed her fingers over the cool metal, his touch callused from playing the guitar.

Goose bumps broke out over her skin.

Blood rushing through her ears, Molly squeezed her fingers until the edges of the keys dug into her palm. “Are you always this…” She waved her free hand, realizing for the first time that he’d come to a cocktail party wearing black jeans and a black T-shirt. Yet he’d undoubtedly been the most charismatic person in the room.

“I’m making an exception for you.”

Molly knew it was a line… and she didn’t care.

That terrified her. But not enough. For the first time since her world had imploded when she was fifteen, danger tempted more than it scared. Looking up into Fox’s face, his beauty holding a hard edge that said he’d break all kinds of rules, push her past her comfort zone, she knew she was about to give in to the other Molly, the one who’d been in a cage her entire life. “My car’s in the second row.”

Opening the driver’s side door for her when they reached her sporty white compact, Fox said, “I haven’t driven on the left before, but I like driving.”

It took her a second because that teasing grin, it had stolen her breath, the lean dimple in his left cheek devastating her senses. “You can like driving in your own car.” With the rest of her night about to spin heart-thuddingly out of control, she needed to be in charge of something, even if it was only the wheel of her car.

“It was worth a try.” Sliding into the passenger seat, he pushed the seat all the way back to accommodate his legs.

“Would you allow me to drive your Porsche?” Pulling out of the garage, Molly battled the need that urged her to stop the car and tell the rock star next to her that he could do anything and everything he wanted to her… just so long as he let her bite down on that pierced lower lip.

“I don’t have a Porsche.” He shifted in an attempt to stretch out farther before realizing it was a futile effort. “I have a Lamborghini Aventador. Hot red, and baby, she’s a sweet ride.”

Molly had no idea what kind of car that was, but it sounded fast and dangerous and sexy. Like Fox. “So,” she said, her toes curling, “would you let me drive your Lamborghini?” Her voice came out a little breathless, her heartbeat slamming against her ribs.

“Sure, Molly. If you promised I could do hot, dirty things to you before, during, and after.”

Squeezing the steering wheel, she stared out at the road, the city center vibrant with groups of young males trying to make time with club-going girls in tiny glittering dresses and strappy tops—clusters of laughing wildflowers unworried by the autumn chill. Molly had never been that young, that carefree, had never stepped foot in a club after that first time in college—when she’d come face-to-face with the girl who, as a naïve and love-struck underage schoolgirl, had been photographed naked in the backseat of Molly’s father’s car.

She’d certainly never had a one-night stand.

Except now she had a rock star in her passenger seat, and they weren’t planning on ending the night with a cup of tea and nice, polite conversation. “We need to stop at a pharmacy or a convenience store,” she said, trying to act like the sophisticated woman he no doubt expected her to be, even as her hands threatened to tremble.


“You’re going in.” Molly wasn’t ever going to be sophisticated enough to brazenly walk into a store at ten at night to buy protection.


Molly asked herself what she was doing. Really, what was she doing? The idea of Fox in her bed, his strong hands, his mouth—that delicious, delectable mouth—on her flesh, it stretched her nerves to breaking point. Fantasy was one thing, but to take the next step? To make it real? Especially when she hadn’t exactly done any of this before? It made her throat dry up, her skin go alternately hot then cold.

“When did you pick me?” The words just tumbled out, her normal filters shredded by his proximity.

“Pick you?”

“For tonight.”

A small, charged silence, the car turbulent with smoldering male energy. “That’s an insult, any way you cut it.”

Her cheeks burned. “You’re right,” she said, knowing she’d just blown all chances of pulling off any kind of sophistication. “I’m sorry.”

That gritty purr was gone from his voice when he said, “Hey, I’m a musician. We all sleep around.”

“I’m a librarian,” she blurted out, unable to take the sexual tension entangled with the biting edge of male fury. “Everyone knows we’re repressed old ladies with too many cats.”

A chuckle. “Clever, Molly.” Again, he stretched out his legs, or tried to. There was simply too much of him to fit in her little car. “You know, if I go into a store and buy condoms, it’ll be all over the tabloids tomorrow that I f@#ked a local.”

She felt her cheeks heat again. At this rate, she was going to have third-degree burns by the time they got home. “Wear a disguise.” She fought to keep her breathing shallow, but it was no use—Fox’s scent had bonded with every molecule of air in the car.

“Where am I supposed to get a disguise, Miss Molly?” The teasing question was abrasive silk over her skin.

Biting down on her lower lip, she told herself to focus. “There’s a cap in the backseat, sunglasses in the glove compartment.”

He found the items, tried them on before ripping off the sunglasses. “I wear these girly things and my c*@k will shrivel up.” It was a growl. “Cap’ll do. Long as they don’t notice the ink.”

“Just act shady,” Molly said, her breasts straining against the lace of her bra, the fabric rasping against the taut tips. “The clerk will be so worried you’re planning to shoplift or do something else nefarious”—Nefarious? Really, Molly!—“that he won’t notice anything else.” As long as the clerk wasn’t female.

No woman would ever miss a single tiny detail about Fox.

“You think I can look shady?” A single finger traced the line of her jaw.

Her body wanted to whimper. “You have five o’clock scruff,” she managed to say past the sheer want choking her, “you’re dressed in black with a ball cap pulled low, and your left arm is covered in scary tattoos.” In truth, she found the ink beautiful, wanted to explore the artwork slowly and in intricate detail. “Yes, I think you can do shady.”

A chuckle, deep and low. “You’re mean under the blushes. I like it—I’ll also like licking up that blush from every inch of your body… after I use my tongue to get you off.”

Molly forgot how to breathe.

When she didn’t respond, he said, “Not even a little peek? I’ll start to think you don’t like the look of me.”

Instinctive self-defense had her saying, “You know exactly how gorgeous you are.”

She caught his shrug out of the corner of her eye.

“It’s a face. It’s mine. I don’t want to kiss my own face. I want to kiss yours—while we’re skin-to-skin and I have my c*@k balls-deep in you.”

Heart ricocheting against her ribs and fingers bone-white on the steering wheel, she pulled into the convenience-store lot. “Go.”

He left without another word, jogging to the door. She wondered if he really was that hungry for her. As hungry as she was for him. Until she had to convince herself not to simply drive to the darkest part of the lot and crawl into the lap of the beautiful, dangerous man she’d never expected to touch. It would take less than a minute to undo his zipper, nudge her panties aside, and—

“Jesus, Molly.” She pressed her forehead to the steering wheel and squeezed her thighs together.

It only intensified the ache between her legs.

They were taking precautions, she thought, trying to rationalize what she was about to do. She wasn’t drunk. Neither was he. They weren’t being stupid about it… but it was still going to be a one-night stand.

She took a deep breath to settle her frantic thoughts, but the lingering scent of Fox, hot and dark, seeped into her, derailing any attempt at coherent thinking. Undoing her seat belt, she opened the door and stepped out into the cold chill of the night, the soft breeze causing the layers of fringe on her silly, pretty dress to sway softly.

Could she do this and look at herself in the morning?

The answer was scarily easy. Every woman was allowed a Fox in her life, allowed one night of unrestrained passion… wasn’t she? This would be hers. When it was over, she’d put the wild, unruly part of her away forever—the part that came from her father and would otherwise destroy her life, as Patrick Buchanan had destroyed their family.

At least she was single, wouldn’t be breaking anyone’s heart by sleeping with Fox.

The convenience-store door opened on the heels of her decision, to reveal a man with a sinful smile and a body made to give a woman decadent pleasure. “Ready?”

“Yes.” Yes.

Pre-Order: Kindle, iBooks, Kobo, (will also be available on Nook and at other retailers on September 9th)

Further excerpts coming next week!

For details, swing by Nalini’s website, blog, Facebook page, or Twitter.

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{ 15 comments… read them below or add one }

Fabi August 25, 2014 at 12:56 PM

Rock Addiction sounds like the adult version of Unmaking Hunter Kennedy. I’m all over this one.

Kristin August 25, 2014 at 5:44 PM

I believe she meant, “YES, please, now is good.”

September 9th can’t come soon enough. Thanks for the excerpt!

bev August 25, 2014 at 6:36 PM

This will be a one click. I love her arch angel and psi/changeling books. So excited to see her here!!!

Cheryl August 25, 2014 at 9:04 PM

HOT– I’ll be reading this!!!

It says book 1, is this a continuing story series or are the books about different characters?

Nalini Singh August 25, 2014 at 10:20 PM

@Cheryl The books are about different characters. No cliffhangers. :)

Overall, it’ll be 3 books and two novellas. One story for each of the band members, plus an extra for Molly’s best friend.

I hope you all enjoy the book when it releases!

bev August 25, 2014 at 11:50 PM

Um, Cheryl? I’m kind of over here happily over excited because Nalini Singh just answered your question. =-O

Fabi August 25, 2014 at 11:57 PM

Yeah, can I go ahead and squeal like a fangirl now? (omg omg omg) The one book that caught my eye the second Maryse posted it. The one I pre-ordered without a second thought. …and the AUTHOR posts on Maryse’s blog. Pardon me if I’m just a little star struck here. :-)

bev August 26, 2014 at 12:14 AM

So, I think I know what my Sept 9 read will be.

Fabi August 26, 2014 at 12:17 AM

Exactly. Which is why I don’t want to think too far ahead. After these two and WiR it may be drop everything Sep 9 time.

Fabi August 26, 2014 at 12:18 AM

The next one, a novella is already being posted on Amazon too.

Cheryl August 26, 2014 at 12:53 AM

O.M.G. Did that really happen, Nalini Singh personally answered my question!!!! *squeeee -dancing around excitedly*

And can I just say yeh no cliffhangers!!!! Counting the days until September 9th!! :)

Peggy M August 26, 2014 at 5:34 AM

Love it! I can’t wait to read this book! (and the other ones)

Maryse August 26, 2014 at 9:30 AM

LOL!!! She’s awesome!

Cara August 26, 2014 at 6:04 PM

I can’t wait to read this series! I love, love anything and everything you write, Nalini.

Joey August 27, 2014 at 9:15 AM

This is going to be so good. I can’t wait!

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