Book 1 in My Life on Tender series
Rockstar Romance/Contemporary Romance
Date Published: 11/11/2023
Curl up with your next favorite rockstar romance and meet these two hot
lovers…
A gipsy fortuneteller predicted I had three years to find true love in a foreign land, away from home. But not in my wildest dreams did I imagine I’d end up falling in love with a smoking hot rockstar from Southern California…
I’ve always had a thing for tall, dark-eyed, handsome guitar players. Now, I’m dating one. Cal is a famous rock star from Southern California, and I accidentally matched with him on Tender. When he passionately explores my naked body and makes love to me, he takes me to paradise. However, when he flirts with his cute neighbor or forbids me to touch his ugly, I’m in agony and fear I have made the wrong choice.
Cal’s unpredictable nature keeps me on my toes. He showers me with gifts and love on one day, but on the next, he acts as if I’m his worst enemy and turns cold. As if his dark past and emotional scars won’t let him open his heart again and love a woman. As if he is a complex riddle that I cannot solve.
The quartz crystal gifted to me by the gypsy fortuneteller seems to agree with it. It’s supposed to turn pink when I find true love, but it stays white. That is the reason why Tender is still installed on my phone, and I keep on swiping left and right. Tender is my trusted friend, my accomplice, and a contingency plan if Cal and I fail.
However, this is not an option. I’ll make things work between us. I’ll make him adore me. Beg me to become the second Mrs. Hudson and stay with him in California. I’ll keep my promise to myself to never again squander another birthday, drowning in my own tears.
Arina and Cal is a rockstar romance novel and the first book in My Life on Tender Trilogy. If you enjoy spicy scenes, unexpected plot twists, an unconventional female protagonist, and surprise endings this novel is for you. The book is also packed with your favorite tropes: one of us is famous, grumpy sunshine, blind to love, and emotional scars.
Get cozy in your reading corner and dive into this steamy romance book. Let the warmth of the love story chase away the chill of the season.
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About the Author
A.G. Billig (her friends call her Andreea) is a #1 Amazon Bestselling Author, motivational speaker, and founder of The Project Love. A life explorer, she delights in writing novels for the romantic in you and non-fiction books that will inspire you to fully open your heart to love.
Celebrated for her unparalleled ability in writing characters that resonate with readers and painting scenes that come alive, she delights in fashioning courageous women protagonists who will risk it all for love. While navigating through a bumpy ride of unforeseen challenges, they unveil their raw, authentic selves as the ultimate prize on their quest to a happy ending.
A.G.’s love for writing blossomed at 8, and she wrote her first novel at 15. As a child prodigy, she won several national literary awards in Romania, her country of birth. Her academic qualifications include a BA in Foreign Languages and Literatures and an MA in PR and Communications.
Over the years, she experimented with different roles to explore her creativity and interests. She was a TV host, a radio host, an editor-in-chief, a PR consultant, and a self-publishing coach. She even won a bronze medal in ballroom dancing. Ultimately, she came to the realization that writing is where her true happiness lies.
She is currently a proud (and grateful) resident of the magical place called Sedona, Arizona.
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The band has been playing for half an hour to a cheering and
whooping full house; the smell of genuine leather, sweat, and cigarettes crawls
into my hair, into my clothes and eyes. As the drummer thumps and pounds the
grand finale of a song, the singer grabs the microphone with both hands and his
raspy voice echoes throughout the room.
“How’re you doing tonight, dudes? Man, it’s good to be back
in London. We missed your lager. And your fuckin’ energy!”
Feet stomp on the floor, and hands shoot towards the black
ceiling. My ears ring from prolonged shouts and whistles and my skin is damp
and sticky from the moist, heavy air. I bet everybody else’s is the same, but
I’m the only one who seems to care but me.
As the stage lights sweep over the excited crowd, the guitar
player grabs the beer bottle near the pedal board and chugs it down. His eyes
slowly scan the room, ignoring the group of girls at the front of the stage
shouting his name.
“Cal, Cal, Cal!”
They’re probably 18
or younger, the short-skirt-fake-lashes-flabby skin type, but still brimming
with the freshness and vitality of youth. I can no longer deceive myself: 30s
are nothing like 20s. It’s hard for me to wake up early if I go to bed after
midnight, and a fine line sits at the right corner of my mouth like an
exclamation mark. I never noticed it before this evening when I applied the
bronzing foundation. When did I get it? I was aiming for a natural look, but
this unexpected disaster on my face caused me to change my mind. Aidan says my
eyes have a bewitching quality akin to a siren’s song, so I added false
eyelashes and played with green and pink shades to make them pop even more.
I wonder if Cal saw me. Even in my high-heel designer boots,
I’m still shorter than the hefty guys in front of me.
“Are you ready for some more?” the singer yells into his
microphone, and I immediately recognize the groovy opening guitar riff of Led
Zeppelin’s Whole Lotta Love, one of Dad’s favorite songs. My teeth
clench—Asshole!—yet my feet join the stomping crowd, propelled by a will of
their own. As if he could read my mind, Cal moves to the left side of the stage
and stops just about where I am. He performs a flawless rendition of Jimmy
Page’s solo, and the hint of a smile blossoms on his lips.
He’s so incredibly sexy in his black shirt, unbuttoned down
to his chest, and black jeans tight around his muscled hamstrings that I
swallow hard, close my eyes, and imagine his body pressed against mine. His
talent is the cherry on the top of this perfect package. Playing guitar must 2
Prologue be one of the most difficult tasks in the world, yet he is
comfortable, completely natural and at ease, like a child playing with his
favorite toy. Cal disregards the typical stage moves that other guitarists use
to thrill the spectators—he’s too entrenched in the music. In fact, he plays
with such intensity, as if he was making wild love to his guitar; the way he
holds and touches it is filled with sensuality, and the fire in his eyes is so
passionate it drives all the women in the room, myself included, into a state
of frenzy.
As the song crescendos to a close, Cal goes back to his spot
on the left of the stage and the audience is bathed in the glow of bright
lights once more. I can now make out the denim jackets of the towering men in
front of me. The band’s logo of Dark Surf is stitched above a printed image of
its four members.
My lips draw up into a smile. These guys may obstruct my
gaze with their hefty frame, but… They bought their tickets while I’m the
special guest of the rock’n’roll god himself. We connected rather by
accident—an accidental match on Tender.
Some people say there are no accidents in life and stuff
always happens for a reason.
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