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Wednesday, 25 February 2015

The Hysterics by Kristen Hope Mazzola

The HystericsThe Hysterics by Kristen Hope Mazzola
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

It was a refreshing change to come back to a genre that I read, but not regular as some were merging into one another with the hot sex etc.

This one was a pleasant surprise, yes it had hot sex in it, but it had a story first....

The stars of this show are Fallon and Dane.

Fallon appears one day being introduced as Danes boss/manager.
There was an instant HOT HOT HOT from Danes point of view.
She wasn't known as Fallon now, the rock star who played drums, that person was long gone thought to be dead from a drug overdose, but here she stands in front of Dane as Fae. Not for long though, as Dane puts two and two together, but he doesn't reveal his discovery to her though and keeps the secret. He wants her to tell him why.

This is the intriguing bit throughout the book.

My book buddy Philomena was texting me, I told her I was reading this story and I wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Its a while since I read a rock n roll novel, now and again one just blasts out at me and this one did.

Dane is the drummer who is a sex fiend but........not with Fallon [aka Fae] he respects her as she respects herself.

Its a love story like no other I have read recently and I thoroughly enjoyed my afternoon reading it.

Its heart rending, breathtaking and full of emotional discoveries.

*My thanks to Kristen Hope Mazzola for allowing me to read and review her awesome work*


Once upon a time, I was Fallon Dunbar.

Rock and roll, drugs, and bad decisions were the life I lived.

I’d fallen so deep into the dark rabbit hole that I was certain I would never make it out alive. People like me didn’t get second chances. People like me didn’t get lifted from the darkness. So when the opportunity showed up, I had to take it.
I walked away from everything I loved, everything that was killing me, and I became Fae Dunham. After that, I hid behind makeup, long sleeves, and a closed-off heart.

All was well until I met Dane Pearson. He wasn’t convinced of the new me, and whenever he was near, I felt like the old me, the real me, filled with passion and a love for music. Every day was a struggle of self-discovery. Every day was a fight to not fall back down the rabbit hole. And every day, somehow, someway, I slowly began to discover what it meant to find myself.

It was a hysteric ride, but it was ours. And I wouldn’t change a thing.​

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