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- Length: 6 hrs and 55 mins
- Unabridged Audiobook
So when Wolf’s Landing actor Spencer Kepler-Constantine lands in his life, Nash is ready for a diversion. Spencer is in the middle of a very painful, very public divorce and isn’t ready for a relationship—not that Nash wants one. But they both need a friend, especially one with benefits.
As they grow closer, Nash starts to see his family in a whole new light. Do they really need him so badly? Or does he simply need to be needed? Then Spencer’s ex reappears with a grand romantic gesture, and Nash has to figure out what he wants—and how to get it—before Spencer’s gone for good.
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Listen to a sample of Hell on Wheels narrated by Nick J Russo here.
Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 3 Purr heat index...
"A refreshing love story"
Nash is a big family man. He has a twin that went to college, His sister is paraplegic so he stayed home to help his dad with her. She is now 16 and wants her independence. With Wolf's Landing filming in town, there has been lots of actors and other people. Though his business has picked up sometimes he just needs to get on his motorbike and let loose. It's one of these nights he meets Spencer broken down on the side of the road.
Spencer is one of the bad guys on Wolf's Landing and though not a regular he is very popular. He is also in the Limelight over the breakup of his marriage to his long-time life partner Peter who got one of the leading actresses pregnant.
The story has a couple plot lines. Nash's family issues, Spencer's personal life and the budding romance between Spencer and Nash. What I liked most was that Spencer never denied his love fr Peter, and he and Nash moved slow in a real relationship...yes they may have had sex but they were more friends wth benefits.
Nick J Russo is one of my favorite narrators. he has a smooth voice and i loved his British accent of Spencer in this story. I also love his inflictions in the sex scenes and the cute singing and poetry.
If you like actors, mechanics, devotion, a family man, characters with disability, friends to lovers, and a sweet romance with moderate heat levels, this is for you.
It is book three in a series though it works fine as a stand alone.
Spencer is one of the bad guys on Wolf's Landing and though not a regular he is very popular. He is also in the Limelight over the breakup of his marriage to his long-time life partner Peter who got one of the leading actresses pregnant.
The story has a couple plot lines. Nash's family issues, Spencer's personal life and the budding romance between Spencer and Nash. What I liked most was that Spencer never denied his love fr Peter, and he and Nash moved slow in a real relationship...yes they may have had sex but they were more friends wth benefits.
Nick J Russo is one of my favorite narrators. he has a smooth voice and i loved his British accent of Spencer in this story. I also love his inflictions in the sex scenes and the cute singing and poetry.
If you like actors, mechanics, devotion, a family man, characters with disability, friends to lovers, and a sweet romance with moderate heat levels, this is for you.
It is book three in a series though it works fine as a stand alone.
An Excerpt from Hell on Wheels...
As Nash leaned in to each sharp turn, his heart lodged in his throat. His matte-black Ducati EVO roared over the damp tarmac, eating up Highway 112 between Port Angeles and Bluewater Bay. The weather had lived down to everyone’s expectations. Deep, silent fog obscured everything but the brief illumination of his headlight—a bright sliver slicing through the empty dark.
Misty rain spattered intermittently, just to thumb its nose at him. He plunged through it, wind whistling over his leathers. There was no one to see what he was doing, no one to remark on his lack of common sense. There was nothing for miles but the roar of his engine, the darkness, and the rush.
In the blank oblivion of night, Nash was free to pursue guilty pleasures, whether it was drink or speed or the occasional trick in the city. By morning he’d be home to eat breakfast at the scarred Formica table with his family. He’d find out what his pop was working on and talk his sister Shelby through whatever math problems had her on the ropes this week. He’d see that she got to school okay. He’d even text his twin Healey to give him a ration about his latest boyfriend, Ford. Pop could make jokes about that all day long.
A few more breathless miles passed under his wheels before he almost careened into a Mercedes SLK roadster parked on the shoulder. As he shifted his weight one way, then the other, adrenaline flooded his veins. His muscles tensed painfully, and he nearly laid the bike down before he got it under control. He just managed to whizz safely around the small silver car.
Thank God the driver had been flashing his hazard lights, or he’d have plowed right into it.
He brought the bike to a halt some hundred yards ahead and flipped his visor up, taking deep gulps of air to compose himself. Visibility was definitely getting worse.
The stranded driver was utterly alone on an isolated strip of road, and Nash couldn’t have lived with himself if he’d just driven off without seeing if he could do anything to help. He turned his bike around and rode back to the parked car.
Nash hiked his bike onto its kickstand and pulled his helmet off, catching the familiar perfume of ocean and evergreens.
The driver stuck his head out his window. Despite the gloom, he was wearing a ball cap and shades.
Sunglasses at night? In this weather?
This guy had to be from the Wolf’s Landing production. Since they’d started filming the werewolf show in Bluewater Bay, that ball-cap-and-shades look had become a kind of uniform. The Hollywood people wore it to maintain the pretense they could go among the flannel-and-denim denizens of Washington with no one the wiser. Yeah, right. ’Cause everyone from Bluewater Bay wore thousand-dollar hiking boots.
Some of the locals had started wearing the Hollywood “uniform” in the hopes of getting comped in bars and restaurants by mistake. Stupid, really, because local businesses were all for charging the Hollywood people double if they could get away with it.
The man said something Nash couldn’t hear.
Nash gave him a thumbs-up and, ignoring all the warnings he’d ever given Shelby about strangers and isolated places, stepped over to knock on the passenger-side window. The tinted glass rolled down slowly.
“You got car trouble?” Nash’s words collided with the scent of leather and luxury. He got a glimpse of the driver’s hands and smiled. They were lean and elegant, resting carefully on the wheel. Beautiful. Nash was a hand man all the way, and he could just picture those soft, supple fingers wrapping around his—
“I called for service.”
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Z. A. Maxfield started writing in 2007 on a dare from her children and never looked back.
Pathologically disorganized, and perennially optimistic, she writes as much as she can, reads as much as she dares, and enjoys her time with family and friends.
Three things reverberate throughout all her stories: Unconditional love, redemption, and the belief that miracles happen when we least expect them. If anyone asks her how a wife and mother of four can find time for a writing career, she’ll answer, “It’s amazing what you can accomplish if you give up housework.”
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I'm just starting to get into audio. Got to love a British accent.
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