Rock Arrangement Series by Ava Lore

Chronic loser Rebecca Alton is penniless, homeless, and sleeping on her sister’s couch. She needs a job, fast, but in this economy finding one is easier said than done... moreChronic loser Rebecca Alton is penniless, homeless, and sleeping on her sister’s couch. She needs a job, fast, but in this economy finding one is easier said than done. When she accidentally walks into the wrong office and finds herself auditioning for the role of babysitter to the out-of-control members of the up and coming rock band The Lonely Kings of Lifeless Things, can she pull it off? And considering who her boss would be–the band’s bassist, manager, and undisputed king of bad attitudes Kent Hudson–would she even want the job? Rebecca isn’t sure. In fact, she’s not sure of much in her life, except one thing: Kent wants her, she wants him back, and the underlying animal attraction between them makes her interview rough, in more ways than one! Exclusive Interview is a 19,200 word novelette, and is the first in the Rock Arrangement series. less

Rebecca is determined to do a good job as the babysitter (and fake girlfriend) of troubled rock star Carter Hudson, but before the ink is even dry on her contract her charge is slipping out of her control. She could regain it-- if she could keep her hands off of Kent, her new boss and Carter's brother. Too bad something about him attracts her the way no man ever has..."Exclusive Contract" is 19,200 words and is the second installment of the serial novel Rock Arrangement... moreRebecca is determined to do a good job as the babysitter (and fake girlfriend) of troubled rock star Carter Hudson, but before the ink is even dry on her contract her charge is slipping out of her control. She could regain it-- if she could keep her hands off of Kent, her new boss and Carter's brother. Too bad something about him attracts her the way no man ever has..."Exclusive Contract" is 19,200 words and is the second installment of the serial novel Rock Arrangement.Excerpt:The tension in the room finally eased and the rest of the band set about setting up. It was pure torture, but I didn't even glance at Kent. Instead I kept my eyes on Carter the whole time. He looked mildly disappointed that I had refused to enable his alcohol habit, but that couldn't really be helped. He knew as well as I did that I was supposed to look after him.I watched as he pulled his guitar off its stand and looped the strap over his head before sitting down and plugging it into the amp next to his chair. The crackle of static scraped over my ears, and then, with a few deft plucks of his fingers, Carter made the guitar sing.Oh, I thought. Yes. This is music.A cascade of notes leaped from the strings, dancing through the wires to the amp, booming through the small room. At once Manny sat up in his chair, his whole body straightening, his drumsticks suddenly standing at the ready, poised to crash into the tight skins in front of him. At her seat in front of the keyboard, Sonya stubbed her cigarette out, took one last gulp of her drink—wincing and making me think that it certainly was not water at all—then settled her hands on the keys. With a ripple of her fingers, a sweet, unfamiliar melody flowed out.Then Kent switched his amplifier on, put his fingers on the strings of his bass, and plucked out a low, thrumming beat.My breath left me.The rhythm hummed and pulsed, resonating in my chest and stomach, rattling my heart in the cage of my ribs. I felt it, deep inside me, pounding through the soles of my feet where I stood. I felt the vibrations in the backs of my legs, shaking my bones. My mouth went dry and without thinking I sank to the floor, settling in to listen. There weren't any other chairs anyway, of course, but I didn't mind. With my ass on the carpet, I could feel the hard, driving rhythm Kent had found, and it took all my willpower to not lick my lips and close my eyes and squirm where I sat.Even so, his music hummed deep inside my core... less

It's been a month since Rebecca took the job as babysitter to a rock star, and it hasn't been easy, but when Carter and Rebecca finally let down their guards and become friends, Carter takes it upon himself to match-make. Can Rebecca keep her interest in Kent under wraps with everyone watching, or will their chemistry explode into scandal?Exclusive Access is a 33,000 word novelette, and is the third installment in the serial novel, Rock Arrangement.EXCERPT:He took my breath away... moreIt's been a month since Rebecca took the job as babysitter to a rock star, and it hasn't been easy, but when Carter and Rebecca finally let down their guards and become friends, Carter takes it upon himself to match-make. Can Rebecca keep her interest in Kent under wraps with everyone watching, or will their chemistry explode into scandal?Exclusive Access is a 33,000 word novelette, and is the third installment in the serial novel, Rock Arrangement.EXCERPT:He took my breath away. The wind tossed his hair and the darkness of the smudged kohl set off his vivid eyes—the exact same color of the ocean. I wanted to fall into them. I wanted to stand on my tiptoes and fall into him.“Good, good,” the director was saying, somewhere far away, and from the corner of my eyes I saw lights and reflectors and cameras, all centered on us, but none of it mattered. I barely even registered their presence.Kent stared down at me, and I saw hunger in his eyes, suffering... and a terrible tenderness.Reaching up, he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand, his eyes searching mine, and I was struck by the realization that the animal attraction between us could be more. Much, much more. He cared about me. He relied on me. He trusted me.He wanted me.I mean, that's a lot to infer from a single look... but I felt it. I knew it in my bones.Then he reached out and put his arms around me, drawing me close. I fell into his warmth, reveling in it. He smelled good, like soap and leather, and his hands tangled in my hair as he tilted my head to the side. His lips grazed my ear.“Hello, Rebecca,” he said, low enough that I knew I was the only one who could hear it. “Ready to make out with your boyfriend's brother?” less

Faced with scandal, can Rebecca bring herself to trust Kent to help her eject her abusive ex-boyfriend from her life forever? And even if the threat is gone, will they be able to start over after such a tumultuous beginning?Exclusive Engagement is 20,000 words and is the final book in the Rock Arrangement serial novel.EXCERPT:He stood up and helped me to my feet, then led me into the hall. Together we wound through the cold, white, corridors of the backstage area before reaching a dingy door... moreFaced with scandal, can Rebecca bring herself to trust Kent to help her eject her abusive ex-boyfriend from her life forever? And even if the threat is gone, will they be able to start over after such a tumultuous beginning?Exclusive Engagement is 20,000 words and is the final book in the Rock Arrangement serial novel.EXCERPT:He stood up and helped me to my feet, then led me into the hall. Together we wound through the cold, white, corridors of the backstage area before reaching a dingy door. Kent pulled me through it and into the club proper.I was certain we'd be noticed. Kent was not the sort of guy who went incognito easily, but to my shock no one looked twice at him and I realized that no one would be expecting to see him in the crowd at his own concert. Besides, the inside of the Snake Pit was so dim and dark that I could barely tell who he was, and I was holding his damn hand.We circled around the back of the crowd, as unobtrusively as possible, before Kent found a spot against one of the pillars holding up the roof that remained unoccupied. Leaning against it, he pulled me to him, dragging my body into the cradle of his own, curving around me. My ass pressed against his crotch, and as we stood there in the dark, waiting for the show to start, he ran his hands over my body with a lazy, deliberate air, and I felt his cock begin to harden against my backside.My breathing picked up. We were out in the open, out in public, and yet shrouded in anonymity. Rough fingers slid under the hem of my shirt and skated over the skin of my stomach, dipping into the waistband of my jeans. My back arched, pressing my ass against his erection, and he leaned down and hissed in my ear.“If you don't stop that, I'm going to take you out back and fuck you in the alleyway, and you'll miss the whole show.” His hot breath sent shivers down my spine.My knees turned to jelly and the space between my legs ached. It occurred to me that I would probably prefer that outcome.I circled my hips, grinding into him... less