Beneath His Stars I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky. He was hiding, but that gorgeous boy didn’t belong in the dark. Nevertheless it was where he lived; a different world than mine. I was Livingston Montgomery, Southern debutante. With the world at my fingertips, I was well on my way to being another spoiled socialite. But I didn’t want money. I didn’t want social status. I wanted him; tattoos, sarcastic smirk, bad boy reputation and all. It didn’t matter that he was from the wrong side of the tracks. It didn’t matter that my family forbade me from seeing him. I just wanted to be Beneath His Stars.
In Her Space I was reunited with Livingston Montgomery in the broad sunshine of a Carolina morning, right where she belonged; in the light. It’d been too long since I’d seen her face. She had changed, but so had I. I was Adam Nova, reformed bad boy. Now, successful business man. I had it all, except for the one person I’d always wanted, and now I was back to claim her. She was living in the shadows, just a shell of the former girl I knew. But it didn’t matter that she tried to hide from me in the dark. I’d follow her into the deepest depths of hell. I just wanted to be In Her Space.
The gorgeous cover and enticing blurb drew me in- but Amie Knight's talent for emotionally-charged romance kept me up way past my bedtime, turning page after page. I found both Adam and Liv to be well-developed characters, and their dialog was so real and believable. Although their relationship started a bit slow, when the first kiss happened, I swooned.... and kept swooning! The ending on this book absolutely leaves you wanting more, but I expect that with a duet announcement and know that the wait for the conclusion will be well worth it. Beneath His Stars will absolutely be on my Best of 2018 list!
In Her Space: 5 stars!
What an epic finale to the duet! I waited on pins and needles to read In Her Space and was not disappointed. Liv and Adam had drawn me in in the first book and it was so neat to see them 10 years later. I was pulling for them to get their well-deserved happy ending and Amie Knight did such a fantastic job taking us on their journey. This duet will be on my Best of 2018 list for sure.
Excerpt from
Beneath His Stars
“Are you smoking?” Her lip curled in
disgust.
I nodded.
It was her
turn to look disgusted this time. “Do you even speak?”
I nodded again
and she shook her head in disbelief before reaching over the space between us
and snatching the cigarette out of my mouth so fast I didn’t see it coming. I
stood there dumbfounded. People didn’t snatch s$%& away from me. People were
scared of me. Not this brave girl. I should have known.
“Smoking is
disgusting.” She said it quietly like it didn’t matter, but I could tell it did
to her. She bent over and put the butt out on the driveway before standing up
again and shoving it in her pocket.
I smirked. “You gonna keep that?”
Her eyes ignited with anger. “No, I’m
going to throw it in the trash because I’m not a litterbug.”
Shaking my head, I muttered under my
breath, “F$%&ing litterbug.” She was being cute. The girl with the too long
legs and too big mouth that I couldn’t get out of my mind was f$%&ing cute,
too. I was screwed.
I wanted to full-on smile at her
cuteness, but I held my happiness close to my chest. God knew it always came
with a price. And I was done paying.
“You kiss your momma with that smoke
mouth?” she asked snarkily, clearly pissed off about my smirk.
I lowered my
head and took a step back, running a hand through my dark hair. I wanted to
tell this girl things. Things I had no business telling her, like that I didn’t
kiss my momma with anything anymore. Instead, I asked the question that had
been plaguing me since she’d seemed surprised it was me who had left the notes.
“Who did you
think it was?”
Her face
screwed up in confusion. “What?”
I stood
straighter and licked my lips before answering. “Who did you think left the
notes?”
I was feeling
strangely vulnerable in that moment waiting for her answer and I didn’t like it
one bit. Why did it matter to me who wrote her or didn’t? Or who else thought
she was the most intriguing thing ever? For fuck’s sake, she was just another
rich bitch from the island. Why did anything about what she was about to say
matter to me at all?
She bit her
lip again and I still wanted to reach over and pull it from her teeth. It was
sexy that lip bite, innocent even, and for some reason that made it all the
more attractive.
“I don’t
know.” Her brow furrowed in thought and she looked away, almost like she didn’t
want to tell me the answer to my question. But then her eyes landed on mine
again. “I thought it was the other guy—”
“Boone?” I
interrupted loudly.
A disgusted
look crossed her face. “God, no. Not him. The blond. The other guy.”
I let out a
long breath accompanied by a sarcastic chuckle. “Grady?” That guy didn’t even
graduate high school and she thought he knew anything about astronomy. I would
have laughed if the whole thing hadn’t annoyed me so much.
Her eyes
brightened. “Is that his name?”
I pulled out
my pack of cigarettes again. “You like him or something?”
“What? No!”
I walked out
into the street and lit my smoke far away from her.
She started to
follow me. “Where are you going?”
“Home.”
“But I don’t
even know your name!” she yelled and stomped a foot.
I almost
smiled again.
About the Amie Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma's books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won’t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn't reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to '90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can't imagine living anywhere other than the South.
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