Reader's Edyn: Blitz: Endless (Less Than Zero Rockstar Romance #1) by Kaylene Winter + GIVEAWAY

**Endless by Kaylene Winter**

Good Morning, Everyone! So thrilled to see you all today! Today we have another new author to share with you all. Well, new to me, at least. I just love discovering new authors and their work! Please allow me to feature on the blog Kaylene Winter and her release, ENDLESS … Plus, a GIVEAWAY!

**KAYLENE WINTER**

**BIO**

When she was only 15, Kaylene Winter wrote her first rocker romance novel starring a fictionalized version of herself, her friends and their gorgeous rocker boyfriends. After living her own rockstar life as a band manager, music promoter and mover and shaker in Seattle during the early 1990's, Kaylene became a digital media legal strategist helping bring movies, television and music online. Throughout her busy career, Kaylene lost herself in romance novels across all genres inspiring her to realize her life-long dream to be a published author. She lives in Seattle with her amazing husband and dog. She loves to travel, throw lavish dinner parties and support charitable causes supporting arts and animals.

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**ENDLESS**

Publication date: June 26^th, 2020

Series: Less Than Zero Rockstar Romance #1

Genres: Contemporary, Adult, Romance

**BLURB**

Ty:

It’s my only chance to make it.
To escape my abusive childhood.
A new album and tour with my band family are weeks away.
Success and stardom are all but guaranteed.
Then I saw Zoey at our biggest show, and everything changed in an instant.
She’s my soulmate. My lover. My best friend.

Zoey:

Ty is my one and only true love.
I never imagined feeling so loved, cherished and adored.
Then he said he’d give it all up and I couldn’t stand in his way.
So I ghosted him, only so he’d be free to follow his dream.
Now the world sings along to his anthems about me.
The girl who never wanted the spotlight.

Their reunion is explosive.

On so many levels.

Ty’s not proud of the man he became.

Zoey has to live with her own bad decisions.

With so many forces keeping them apart…

Will they find redemption?

Will they ever be able to forgive each other and move on?

ENDLESS is a steamy, sexy, rock-and-roll full-length Romance with a HEA

ENDLESS is book 1 in the Less Than Zero Rockstar Romance Series.

Get ready for the gorgeous, sexy rockers of Less than Zero and the strong, feisty women who bring them to their knees.

**EXCERPT**

I burrowed into my delicious rocker’s side, breathing in his manly scent, a mix of leather and grapefruit body wash. I reached up to carefully brush a long, chocolate-brown wave from Tyson’s full lips while he slept deeply. His long, silky hair cascaded over the pillow; his square jaw was covered with the beginnings of a beard because he hadn’t shaved in a few days. It made my sweet rocker look slightly dangerous. Gazing at the three small scars nearly hidden in his thick, dark eyebrows, I still couldn’t fathom how tough his childhood was and how anyone could hurt such a beautiful soul.

My breath hitched. I tried to memorize everything about him, to soak in every detail of my gorgeous man. I knew I was about to hurt him, and it destroyed me. When I traced my finger over a smattering of his rough stubble, he sighed in his sleep and pulled me in even closer. I held him tightly too, resting my head on his lithe but defined chest and gripped his hip, careful not to rouse him. I wished I could gaze into the pools of his deep-blue eyes one more time.

If only I didn’t have to leave him.

I was moving to Bellingham to embark upon my new normal, living with a roommate in a dorm and working toward my college degree in social services. Ty’s band departed for their first tour in a few hours, traveling cross-country in a small van for six months. Letting him sleep was important. It would be grueling enough spending long hours in such cramped quarters without the added weight of heartbreak. The least I could do was let him get some rest now.

So I laid for as long as I could against my love and listened to his heartbeat. My mind was a hamster wheel. Second-guessing. Third-guessing. Then—resolved. I had been asked by possibly the most influential person in his life to do something for Ty. For his future. As much as I didn’t want to, leaving him now was the right thing for me to do. But it didn’t make it any less devastating.

When my tears wet his chest, I knew it was time to go or I’d wake him. My heart seized in agony at the thought of never seeing him again. I wasn’t sure how I’d survive. Yet, I knew that I had to set him completely free, without any ties to me, so he could embrace his shot at fame.

Maybe someday Ty would understand why I left him.

Maybe someday he’d forgive me.

“I want you to be sure about us. You should have a chance to follow your own dreams without me holding you back, so you don’t regret anything.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Ty.” She kissed me, keeping her grip firm on my cock. “My only regret would be if we waste any more time.”

“I’m not sure what I’m doing, Z. I mean, you’re a virgin. I’m afraid that I won’t know how to make it good for you.” My mind whirled, I was overcome with so many emotions.

“I’m fairly certain we will be able to figure it out, together,” she assured me. “I know it will be good, there’s no way it won’t be.”

I couldn’t help but sigh with relief. “Do you really love me?”

“So much! From the moment I met you.”

“Me too.” I moved her so that she was straddling me, then gripped her ass and pulled her core flush against my hard cock. Her heat surrounded me like a warm glove.

“Ohhh.” Zoey braced herself with her hands on my shoulders, her eyes clamped shut as she ground against my erection, trying to find the right spot. I brushed my fingers lightly up under her top, stroking her sides before pushing it up over her white, cotton bra to expose her stomach. My mouth caught hers and our tongues danced again.

Tracing the undersides of her breasts with my fingertips, I continued my exploration of her beautiful body, cupping her heavy mounds and stroking up over the top of her breasts to her creamy cleavage.

“Jesus.” My dick swelled against the seam of her cutoffs when she circled her hips against it. I licked and sucked the soft swell spilling over the top of her bra. My thumbs strummed over her nipples, hardening them to bullets poking through the cotton. I had to taste them. I couldn’t wait.

“Ty, please,” Zoey begged.

Her beautiful eyes were half-mast with desire when I clicked open the front clasp to expose her luscious mounds tipped with taut, dusky-pink nipples. Fascinated, I pinched each bud gently, alternating between pulling and stroking to watch how she responded. Her little whimpers let me know that I was doing something right. Groaning, I sucked each delicious nipple into my mouth one after the other and swirled my tongue all around each taut peak. Lost in my worship of her perfect breasts, I didn’t hear the door open.

“Oh shit, sorry,” Connor shouted and immediately retreated. “I thought you took Zoey home.”

Wrapping my arms around Zoey and making sure she was flush against me, so her breasts weren’t exposed, I held up one hand with my finger pointed to the ceiling and demanded. “We need a minute.”

“Uh, yeah.” Connor kept his eyes to the ground but held the door ajar about an inch. “Everyone is coming to jam, dude, so get yourselves sorted.”

“Oh, God.” Zoey looked mortified. She had already redone her bra and pulled her top back down. “Did he see my boobs?”

“You’ve come a long way from that run-down apartment, Tyson Rainier.” I beamed, proud of him as we walked through the grand entryway into the open-plan living/dining/kitchen revealing a wall of glass overlooking the entire city skyline including the landmark we had spent the evening in. “Wow, just wow!”

“I guess so.” Ty seemed a little reserved about the house. “Are you thirsty? I don’t drink anymore, but I probably have some wine somewhere.”

“No, I’d rather have some tea if you have it.” I sat at a stool at the expansive granite island in his pristine chef’s kitchen, and my stomach growled embarrassingly loud.

“What’s a singer without tea?” He laughed and put the kettle on. “You’re hungry. I’ll cook something for us.”

“No, I’m fine.” My stomach protested with another growl and Ty arched a brow.

“Let me put my line cook skills to the test, I can make us grilled cheese sandwiches.” Ty opened the double-sized fridge and took out some cheese and pulled a loaf of bread out of a drawer.

“I guess my belly can’t say no to a hot guy cooking.” I nervously tried to cover up my anxiousness with sass.

“I’ll just be a minute. Please go sit down and make yourself comfortable, that couch is fucking amazing and the view is something I never get tired of.” Ty busied himself with the sandwiches as he waved me over to the living area.

I crossed over to the living room, taking in the dark hardwood floors, plush, oversized gray couch, and the gold and platinum records decorating the walls. Sinking into the cushions, I looked out at the city, my mouth watering at the smell of melting cheese. God, was I really here alone with Ty at his house? My heart had been beating fast all night with adrenaline, and now it was in overdrive. Despite how incredibly comfortable the couch was, I couldn’t stop fidgeting and ended up sitting on the edge of the cushion watching Ty cook.

“Here you go.” Ty walked over and handed me my tea and grilled cheese, then went back to the kitchen to retrieve his and plopped down next to me, blowing on his own cup. “So, you’re here.”

“I am.” I blew on my tea too, looking up at him over the cup.

“I’m so fucking nervous.” His cheeks reddened adorably.

“Me too.” I blew out a breath that I didn’t realize I’d been holding.

“Should we talk?” he asked.

“I guess we should.”

“Eat first?” He motioned to the sandwich.

“Yum.” I took the plate and nibbled at the sandwich, licking the dripping cheese from my lips.

Ty stared at my tongue flicking against my lips, his mouth curved into a grin and then expanded into a bigger smile. I couldn’t help but let out a burst of anxious laughter. He let out a guffaw, and we just laughed for a few minutes, which broke the tension completely.

When our chuckling subsided, Ty’s expression changed, like he was hungry for something more than a sandwich. I swallowed and licked my lips again; his eyes followed my tongue, almost enraptured. The sexual tension was crackling between us and I put down the sandwich on the coffee table.

Ty set his empty plate down and sank back into the cushions. His arm skimmed the top of the couch. Resting his head on one hand, he reached over to trace my lips with his finger then caressed my cheek with his whole palm.

“You’re still the sweetest and most beautiful woman in the world, Zoey. I’m not proud of how I behaved over the years, I haven’t been a good man. An honorable man. I’m not sure what to say to you, other than you were right to leave me back then,” Ty said solemnly. “I would’ve been such a disappointment.”

“Oh, Ty, that’s not true. You made it against all of the odds. But, as I’ve said before, how I handled things will always be the biggest regret of my life.” I looked down at the cushion, unable to look him in the eye. “I’m so, so sorry.”

“Zoey.” Ty had other ideas and tipped his finger under my chin to make me look at him.

“Don’t you think we could have made it?” I asked the question I’d asked myself every day for eight years.

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