~*~*~Excerpt Reveal~*~*~Pulse by KE Osborn ?>

~*~*~Excerpt Reveal~*~*~Pulse by KE Osborn

Title: Pulse

Author: KE Osborn

Series: The Luminous Rock Series #1

Genre: Rockstar Romance

Release Date: January 17

She makes my pulse race.
From the moment I laid eyes on her in that ridiculous giraffe onesie, I knew this girl would rock my world.
Effa’s the lead singer of the world-famous rock band, Luminous.
And I’m their new lighting tech, Kaden ‘Mercs’ Mercury.
Going on tour with an all-female rock band would be simple you’d think, but these girls aren’t an easy push-over.
All the while things back home are taking a turn for the worse, and I’m losing a battle of my own that might come back to bite me on the ass if I’m not careful. My only distraction from the ensuing chaos – a bubbly blonde lead singer, destined to brighten my life.
But with an all-male backup band, tensions are bound to run high when jealousy flares, and lines are blurred.
She sets my pulse racing, but am I enough to kickstart her heart?

I turn, walking down toward the restaurant. It’s around ten fifty, so not quite breakfast, not quite lunch. This is regular waking hours for me, if you’re lucky. Depends on the day, really.

It’s reasonably sparse in here, not too many people for mid-July on a Thursday morning. The area’s nice and it looks like I won’t need security after all.

Walking into the restaurant, a waitress looks over at me, glances me up and down with a turned up nose, but continues on with her business. I chuckle to myself. I’m used to people judging me for the way I look. But I can get away with it a hell of a lot more now because of who I am. Sometimes being a kickass rocker comes in handy.

“Effa!” A booming deep, husky voice calls out loudly making the quiet, peaceful atmosphere vibrate. I jump slightly, as I hear someone drop a piece of cutlery and it slams into their plate. Turning, I let out a bemused laugh as I see Jett from Swift Division already sitting at a table with an empty plate in front of him and eating off another.

I bob my head in greeting and walk over to him, seeing as he’s the only person in here that I know. I may as well have brunch with him. His sapphire blue eyes light up as I approach. His aptly jet black hair is in disarray, like he hasn’t touched it since getting out of bed this morning. But he rocks the look, the shambled image suiting him. The extra day’s growth on his face makes him look more defined. His cheeks lift up making his whole face light up with the brightness of his smile. Jett’s ears even moving up with the intensity of his smile, which makes me notice the black earing dangling from his right ear. He’s really quite the looker, no wonder our crowds love him and his band.

He’s the lead singer of Swift Division.

Luke sent a request to our record label asking for a talented American group, and they gave us a few names. When we heard their demo, we knew they suited our sound, and they would be best to tour with us. When we invited them in for the meet and greet, we all got along fabulously.

“Hey Jett, mind if I join you?” I ask reaching out for the chair opposite him.

He grins again and gestures for me to sit down. “Please do… I wanna pick your brain anyway.”

I take a seat, as he forks a piece of crispy bacon into his mouth with a slight crunch.

“Sure, what’s on your mind?”

He looks me right in the eyes, his lips turning up again in that little smirk he’s crafted so well. It’s almost mischievous. “Okay… so, we’ve been doing a thirty-minute slot before you gals come on stage and rock it out. Right?”

“Yeah, and you’ve been doing amazing. The crowd loves you guys.”

He stifles a laugh and shrugs. “Thanks, but ahh… we’re not as good as you guys yet, but we’re working on it. However, this brings me to my point.” I raise my brow. “What would you think about increasing our time before the show… just to add in a couple more songs, to make our set say forty-five minutes? I mean… I know this is a big ask and will increase the overall time of the entire concert. But I think that with you guys on our side, and if we could showcase a few more songs, we could really improve our worth…” he pauses and his mouth curves into a smile, “… and it would all be with Luminous’ help. Think about it, you guys can be the band that helps break us into the big time like Recoil did for you. Won’t that make you feel amazing, Effa?” Jett asks his voice etched in super sugary sweetness.

“Jett, you know I like you. You’re an awesome guy. Your band is amazing. But you don’t have to suck up to me to ask for more time. I’m not a pushover little princess that just falls at the feet of a hot guy with a buttery way of asking for shit.”

He swallows hard, and his smile falls from his face, as he stiffens his body like he’s almost embarrassed by his actions.

“And in any case, I can’t make that kind of call. All that stuff is up to Luke.”

He lets out a heavy breath and sinks into his chair looking deflated.

“But… I can put in a good word for you. However, next time just ask normally, okay? None of this pussyfooting about… just be straight with me.”

“Okay, sorry. I should have known you were stronger than you seem. I like your tenacity, Effa. I apologize I came at it that way.”

“Meh, you’re not the first man to try to get his way by attempting to outwit me. But I’m smarter than I look. Just because I look all airy-fairy doesn’t mean I’m not attuned to what’s going on around me.”

He chuckles, and lightness fills the air, taking away the dark mood that was surrounding us. “Well, Effa, let me get you some food to celebrate our new found friendship. One based on pure honesty and trust.”

I smile and nod. “Okay, I’ll get us some coffee.”



Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.
Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry, and get completely enveloped with the characters and their story lines. She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything else.

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