Review & Excerpt Tour + Giveaway - WAIT by A.L. Jackson

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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.    

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"Meaningful. Mesmerizing. Magnificent... 5 but should be 10 beautiful, broken, brilliant, and imperfectly perfect stars .” Karen, Bookalicious Babes Blog

"A beautifully written story about broken hearts and unshakable longing, about second chances and third chances and a whispered hope for a happily ever after. Intensely felt on every level, Edie and Austin’s story will own you." Vilma, Vilma’s Book Blog

“Beautiful. Sexy. Dripping with tenderness. I felt the emotion in this story all the way to my toes.” Mia Sheridan, NYT Bestselling Author

“6 Stars - ‪Wait is equally devastating and beautiful! A.L. Jackson has a way of pouring words onto a page that makes you crave every piece of a story.” Molly McAdams, NYT Bestselling Author 


“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.”


**ARC provided by author in exchange for an honest review**

"How do you both break my heart and heal it at the same time?"

You can always depend on AL Jackson to come up with beautiful, poetic and emotional stories. I was exciting to get my hands on Austin's book because he was such a broken soul in the previous books. I wanted him to forgive himself, heal and find his HEA. I had no idea who his love interest would be, but Edie Evans was the perfect girl for him. 

"A strike of light in the darkness. The one to evoke. The one to inspire. The one to instill this burning hope that flickered and flamed at my insides."

This is a second chance romance. Edie (Ash's sister) and Austin (Baz's brother) know each other from before but haven't seen each other in years. There reunion was emotional and heartbreaking, it was obvious there was still so much love between them. Austin made a mistake and wants to get another chance to make it right. What I loved was that everything in this book was straight forward. No hot and cold or hard to get attitudes. I get really annoyed when certain things are being dragged on longer than it is necessary, I was happy that wasn't the case in this book. The pace of the reunion was perfect, there wasn't a moment I was bored and wanted to skip pages. It is important to keep your reader engaged and hooked to the story, which the author did a great job in.

"He kissed me in the midst of it all. As if I was the center of his world. And I knew without a doubt, this boy was the eye of the storm. The eye of my storm."

Both Austin and Edie are broken and emotionally scarred. Both have them went through a very traumatic past. It broke my heart to read those particular scenes in the flashbacks. Austin makes such a big tranformation from the young depressed teenager he was in the first two books in the series. But he is still fighting his demons. I loved how they healed each other and had someone to talk to. They were a perfect match and I couldn't get enough of them. I loved that we got a glimpse of the old crew towards the end. I really miss them and I can't wait for Zee and Ash to find their HEA!

"The girl who blew me away every time she stepped into the room. Stealing more and more of my breath. Becoming my air."

Wait is a very emotional read with heartbreaking scenes but also a beautiful story of how two broken characters heal each other. I am glad Austin and Edie finally found closure and can move on and live a happy life. They both deserve it so much! Wait is a great addition to this amazing series and the author keeps on delivering quality, engaging, and emotional reads. AL Jackson is an automatic one-click author for me because she just doesn't disappoint! Make sure to grab this book when it releases!


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. 
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