October 22, 2015

HENDRIX by Chelsea Camaron & MJ Fields ~ BLOG TOUR & REVIEW & EXCERPT



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HENDRIX
Caldwell Brothers #1
MJ Fields and Chelsea Camaron
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Perfect for fans of J. S. Scott and Emma Chase, Hendrix introduces the wild and sexy Caldwell boys—three brothers who are living up to their legendary names in Detroit Rock City.

Hendrix Caldwell wants nothing more than to revitalize the family bar—and tear down every last reminder of his no-good father. But business isn’t the only thing on his mind. An explosive encounter with a stranger at a charity masquerade is just the distraction he craves, with no names and no strings attached. For Hendrix, sex is casual, and love is a four-letter word. His commitment is to his brothers, his bar, and his bike. So why can’t he stop thinking about the naughty Cinderella who rocked his world, then left him—and her panties—behind?

Olivia Hemmingway knows fairytales are for little girls. Drowning in debt and hiding a shameful secret, she won’t be saved by a knight in tattooed armor, no matter how mind-blowing their one-night stand may have been. Olivia never expects to meet her masked lover again. But when she takes a job at Hendrix Caldwell’s bar, her sexy new boss seems all too familiar. And once the lights go out and the music is turned up, the sparks between them burn hotter than ever.

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Review by: Leeann 

This book was not at all what I was expecting. It was better!!

Hendrix & Liv have a chance hook up that ends with her running out & neither of them ever planning on running into each other again. The bonus? It was at a masquarade ball
so neither of them know names or what the other one looks like. Its quite comical how they end up back in each others presence & are none the wiser until Hendrix’s brother Jagger
unknowingly clues them in.

With this story it is as simple as this, Hendrix & Liv were destined to be together.

When I signed up to review this book, I had no idea how good it was going to be. I think I expected a run of the mill bad boy meets good girl and makes him nice kinda story.
This is NOT that story. Hendrix is not a bad boy as such. He is a bit rough around the edges and he thinks he has hardened his heart to the possibility of love. In reality
he has a heart of gold & works his butt of for everything he has. Liv is a good girl, but not for the reasons you would expect & she is not out to change anyone. She like Hendrix
just the way he is. I actually sat and read this all the way through with no breaks because I just couldn’t bear to put it down.  The chemistry between these two drew me in &
banter between Liv & Hendrix’s family was enough to keep me entertained and left no room for a slump in the story at any time.

The change in both Hendrix and Liv from the first time, well make that the second time they meet is huge. It if full of a lot of laugh out loud moments with a few cringe worthy ones thrown in
there too.  What I liked about Liv is that she really has the ability to laugh at herself & at life in general. She sees the good in people but she can also stand up for herself when
she comes across those in society that are not so good.

This is the first time I have read anything written by these authors both together or individually so I had no idea what their writing style would be like, but this book is written so
Well that I had no idea it was a colaborated effort. The words flowed effortlessly, the character development was faultless and this piece of work has made me curious to check out other
books writte by these two authors. I cannot wait to read Morrison or Jaggers stories I have a feeling the will be just as well told as Hendrix was!!

Get your one click fingers out for this one, it is well worth the time and effort to take time out of your day & have a read.

5 Stars 


Review by: Sam 

After reading novels from both of these authors, the idea of them joining forces to bring a new series to the book world, well hell to the yeah baby, I'll have a huge slice of that! 

I was interested to see what the authors were going to bring. I'm a fan of the way M.J. Fields writes alpha sexiness and I also love how Chelsea Camaron writes grittier and darker. But what these two authors delivered was more than I expected.

I devoured this story from beginning to end and am in dying need for the other books in this series! 
In this book, we meet Hendrix Caldwell and Olivia Hemmingway. 
From the beginning, I was pulled into this story, and felt a lot of emotion just from reading the prologue. Hendrix is the eldest of three brothers, he is broody, extremely serious and his family including his dog, mean everything to him. His other passion in life is the bar he owns and runs, and he has zero time for love interests, preferring to indulge in no strings attached sex when he needs to. 

Olivia's struggle is real! She is in desperate need of someone to shine a little bit of happiness into her life! But she hasn't let her struggle break her. She stays proud and doesn't want to accept any charity, she expects to work for everything she needs. She has this sweet quirk, which I LOVED, and wears panties with life quotes to give her the boost she needs and confidence to carry her through certain situations!
Hendrix and Olivia's first meet is SWEET HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS SCORCHING HOT! I'm not going into to much detail about it, but just know there are masks, a closet and holy hot dayuuuummmm! 
From their first meet, the story builds along with the connection between these two characters. I found Hendrix so patient, so kind and hotter than hell itself. The supporting characters set up for future books in this new series and I cannot wait to read more about the other brothers!!!! The way they all took Olivia in and made her feel like part of the family just melted my heart! 

This book is a solid 4 star read! I read it all in one sitting and would recommend it to anyone who loves alphas, HEA's and HOT SCENES!!! 

4 Stars 

Review by: Kim 

Sometimes life sucks. And sometimes it's wonderful. But almost always there is something really good that makes walking through the world so worth it.
These authors did a great job mixing the bad with the good and coming up with a story about life and family and the importance of not letting the world weigh you down until you can't move anymore.
Olivia deals with the hard knocks that life throws at her every day. And somehow she just keeps going and dealing. And most of the time she wins. 
This girl made me glad that I am of the female gender. Olivia may be small, but she's mighty. She refuses to give up and she refuses to ask for anything from anyone. As I read this book; part of me wanted Olivia to just back down and let someone help her. But then I myself am very much like Olivia and I understood her need to make it on her own. Although, I do not rub my rear. (If you haven't read the book you need to to understand this.)
But there's something 'bad' in Olivia's past and before she realizes it that past comes for her.
Hedrix is hard. Life has made him that way. 
He still lives in the neighborhood he grew up in. He owns the family business. He has his brothers close. And that's enough. He's happy. His occasional tryst with faceless, nameless women is enough too.
Until one night in a closet makes his body realize that he wants more.
Hendrix may be rough around the edges but he's basically a good guy. Proven when he gives Olivia a job and she sucks at it. Still he can't seem to fire her.
And he really wants to know why she rubs her a$$ all the time.
This book is sweet and funny and heartwarming. And reminds us that sometimes letting go of the past and forging ahead is freeing.

4 Stars 




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Beep. Beep. Beep. The machines surrounding my mother sound off around us, as they have for the last few weeks. The days are running together, and I no longer know the date, nor do I care. The world is moving at a snail’s pace as my world lies in this bed, unmoving.
Her once strong body is a frail reminder of its former self. The pounds fell off as her health deteriorated slowly, painfully, and mercilessly. The life was literally sucked from her little frame one piece at a time.
Watching the woman who truly is our rock, our foundation, and our saving grace fall apart has taken its toll on all of us. It’s terrifying to know that despite how strong she has been our entire lives, she can’t beat the cancer ravaging her body.
When Mom first told us she was sick, I tried to figure out a way to deal with the diagnosis.
“The cancer is terminal,” Momma told us all when she insisted on us coming to the apartment for dinner.
My dad was as close to tears as I had ever seen him while she told her three boys that it was okay. She was trying to reassure all of us that it was better than dying without notice, that she was happy to be given the chance to say goodbye.
All of us went with her to the doctor’sDad, Jagger, Morrison, and I. The doc showed us the scans and explained that her cancer had started in her cervix, caused by HPV. Mom hadn’t had a Pap smear in years, not since Jagger was five.
The cancer had spread, and there wasn’t a damn thing they could do. He suggested we take the rest of her time here as a gift and make the most of it. We fucking begged her to get a second opinion. She said she had.
Our mother had known she was dying for two weeks, and she had only told my dad fifteen minutes before we had walked in.
Growing up, our dad was a mean son-of-a-bitch. He would get drunk and stumble home, wanting to beat on the three of us. Mom would hide us in the tiny room at the back of our apartment while she did whatever she could to talk him off the ledge. Now that I think about it, telling him the way she did was most likely her first and final jab at the old man.
It was her life, her way. He had done that to her by fucking around with a woman, contracting a disease, and carrying it to her, and there was no way she could have known—but she was going to go out on her own damn terms.
Over the last two months, she has been miserable to him, picking fights and shit like that. He told us it was the cancer, ’cause his girl would never treat him like that.
His girl? If I ever found a girl and decided to call her mine, I sure as fuck wouldn’t be fucking someone else. That motherfucker was lucky to be breathing.
Two days ago, she went to the hospital for what was probably the last time, but before she did, she told him to leave, and he did without argument. Jagger went and found the old man yesterday, told him he needed to come make peace with her. Mom had insisted Jagger not do that, and she still doesn’t know he tried. The bastard wouldn’t come, though. His final blow to her, the sick motherfucker.
“Boys,” she croaks out without opening her eyes.
Morrison, my middle brother, immediately jumps to her side, grabbing her skeletal fingers. Jagger, my youngest brother, stands at the end of her hospital bed and reaches out to touch her foot, causing her to wince. I stand at her other side, brushing my hand over her head, which is losing its once full locks strand by strand.
“We’re right here, Momma. Your boys are all here,” Morrison informs her.
“The time is coming.” She breathes deeply while the beeping of the machines grows stronger, causing my own heart rate to pick up.
“No . . . the doctor . . . he said . . .” Jagger is choking out his words as he pushes off the end of the bed to pace around and get his emotions under control.
“I wanna apologize to you boys. I know it wasn’t easy growing up. Your dad wasn’t a good man, and I should’ve left.” She gasps harshly, and my heart practically stops.
“Just stop, Mom. It’s okay. There is nothing for you to apologize for.” I continue running my hand across her head, soothing her.
“Be the men I raised you to be. Don’t have a hardened heart to the love I’ve shown you. I was wrong to stay. I was wrong not to give you a good example.” Every word comes out in a struggle and a cough.
I want to tell her love doesn’t exist between a man and a woman. Want, need, passion, lust—those emotions and desires all transpire—but love? Not only no, but hell no. Love is an illusion. It is what mothers feed to their daughters in fairy tales to give them hope. It is what men use to trick women into bed. It is far from real.
“Mom, you’re everything good in each of us,” Morrison whispers to her.
“You’re everything good I’ve ever done. Thank you for taking care of me,” she replies in a gurgling, strained voice.
“Momma, fuck!” I run my fingers through my short, spiky hair. “You don’t have to fuckin’ thank us. You took care of us our entire lives. Just hang on, Momma. Fight a little more. We’ll get you the best care we can at home.”
“Hendrix, you gotta let me go, son. All of you, it’s time to let me go. Come here and tell me it’s okay. Make it okay, boys. Tell me you will be there for each other. Tell me you’ll find good women and make babies. Carry on my father’s name and give your children what I didn’t give you boys.”
Momma never married Dad. She made sure we all got her last name, not that of our sperm donor. Why she stayed, I will never understand. Although, maybe I’m not meant to.
Beep.
There is a pause, a hesitation.
I drop my head in defeat.
“Promise me, boys: Leave a legacy of good in a world of bad,” her raspy voice croaks out as the tears fall from her still-closed eyes.
“Momma . . .” Morrison pleads.
Beep.
Pause.
Pause.
The next beep should be coming, and it is not.
“Boys,” she whispers.
“Yes, Momma. We’ll stand by each other, and we will be your legacy.” Jagger comes over, not holding back his tears as he squeezes in beside me to hold our mother’s hand.
Beep.
Pause.
Pause.
Pause.
“I love you, boys. I. Love. Each. Of. You.” She never gets above a whisper as we watch the jump in the lines get farther and farther apart.
“I promise you, Momma. Love you,” Morrison says as his tears fall onto her arms.
“Anything for you, Momma,” Jagger chokes out.
No longer able to be strong, I sob as I kiss her forehead, which is already growing cold. The gurgling sound coming from her does nothing to silence the beating of my own heart. The pounding that once sounded in rhythm with the machines now loudly resounds through my ears. I feel like my head is going to explode as I give my mother the gift she is asking for.
“We’ll be all right, Momma. It’s okay to let go.” My last sentence is choked out on a whisper, the words barely spoken as she releases us.
Her eyes close, the sounds cease, and everything stills around the four of us.
At 3:18 p.m. on January 24, 2012, my world stops and tilts on its axis. Will life ever be right again?





USA Today bestselling author Chelsea Camaron grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, which just so happened to inspire her Love and Repair and The Hellions Ride series. When she’s not writing, you can find her playing with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book, or watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in. She lives in Louisiana with her husband and two children.



MJ Fields is the USA Today bestselling author of the Love series, the Wrapped series, the Burning Souls series, the Men of Steel series, and the Norfolk series. A former small-business owner who recently became a full-time writer, Fields lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.



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