ON TOUR: SHATTERED RHYTHM BY R.B. HILLIARD

Title: Shattered Rhythm

Series: Meltdown Series #3

Author: RB Hilliard

Genre: Romantic Suspense / Rock

Release Date: November 30, 2017

Chaz Jones’ life hasn’t been easy. Meltdown’s newest drummer doesn’t give a damn about anything except for his kit, his sticks and his throne. Music offers him a way out and he takes it, only to discover it isn’t enough. 

Nothing is ever enough.

… Until Olivia

Olivia Marshall had her dream job, her dream boyfriend, and her dream life. Then, in the blink of an eye, she discovered it was all a lie. She hit rock bottom. But then fate steps in, and music offers her a way back.

She thinks it’s enough.

… Until Chaz

Together, they find their rhythm and begin to mend their shattered lives. Fate steps back in. This time, it’s not to save them… but to tear them apart.

RB Hilliard has out done herself with Shattered Rhythm. This rock star romance is intoxicating, passionate, and full of shocking surprises. ~Book Club Gone Wrong 

RB Hilliard has definitely rocked this book. It will captivate you from the first page, you won't want to put this book down until the very end. ~USA and NYT's Bestselling Author L. Wilder 

Beautifully raw, my heart was crushed then glue back together in the best kind of way. This book goes above and beyond a simple rockstar romance and delivers a gorgeous love story of two damaged people that overcome the worst. ~Britt Red Hatter Book Blog 

I Bloody knew it!!! I knew he'd be my fave! I love a moody brooding grumpy arse hottie and Chaz Jones wrote the rule book on that! I love him!! ~Kerry A is for Alpha B is for Books

You Can't Resista Dirty Book Review

Shattered Rhythm, book 3 in the Meltdown series. We have had the Lead Singer, the Guitarist, and now we get the Drummer. You may remember Chaz, he is moody, broody and always on the outskirts of the band. Brought in as a replacement when they lost Dale, he feels he has never been fully accepted into the fold. He also doesn’t make it easy for you to like him. He tends to speak his mind and doesn’t care if he hurts your feelings. Chaz’s comeback to the band so far has gone without a hitch and with the tour looming he just hopes that lady luck stays on his side. But as always with the Meltdown boys something sinister lurks around the corner.
Olivia has had a rough time in her life. She walked away from a career she loved and has been struggling to cope with her tragedy. When she is offered the chance to become tour manager for Meltdown she is unsure what to do, she is desperate and on the verge of losing her shirt but is all the trouble that comes with this band worth it? In the end she doesn’t have a choice. She is a fighter; a survivor and she refuse to go backwards.
Chaz and Olivia’s attraction to one another hits like lightning. For Chaz there is just something about Olivia that piques his interest. I wonder does he recognise the pain she has suffered as it mirrors his own. Olivia doe not want any complications, that is how she got into her current predicament. She has been warned off Chaz, and ignores him in the beginning but that doesn’t last very long and soon they are as thick as thieves.
Their relationship grows and evolves, Olivia is perfect for Chaz, she doesn’t take his crap but is prepared to go to battle for him at the drop of a hat. Chaz must learn self-control, he is quick to react and make assumptions, and if he continues to do so could lose the one good thing in his life. Olivia gives Chaz a strength he didn’t realise he needed. She supports and holds him up and when he finally comes clean about his past, he does not give him the reaction he expects, in fact she completely blows him away.
This book will bring a tear to your eye. It is highly emotionally charged, and the characters are so loveable that you can ultimately feel their pain. Another stunning and gripping instalment by R B Hillard, kept me up into the wee hours of the morning just to finish it

Chaz –

“You need to answer your phone, man. Shit is blowing up left and right here. We have a month to finish the album before the tour launches. Marcy’s bailing on us because her dad is sick. We’ve hired a new road manager, and I’m stressed as hell. You’re either in or you’re out. I’m not kidding this time, Chaz. Either your ass is at my house and ready to record in two days, or you’re out…We need you, okay? The band isn’t the same without you.

After playing Grant’s message a second time, I thought about my options. Go to Austin or move on. I wanted to go, but was worried things would be different. How could they not be? Thanks to Chelle, my life was a fucking mess. My rhythm was jacked to hell. To an outsider, a messed up beat didn’t compute. It wasn’t like losing a set of keys or misplacing a cell phone. A drummer without rhythm was like a writer with no words, an artist with no vision, a singer with no voice. It was essential to life, like breathing, sleeping, or eating. Without it, I felt like a stranger in my own skin, and all because I let that crazy bitch into my life. Even though I wanted to, I couldn’t place all of the blame on Chelle. She might have lured me in with her magic pussy, but at the end of the day, it was my decision to stay. I believed the lies. I kept going back for more. Hell, I went back even after I had questions. What did that say about me? Nothing good, that’s for sure. I’d always been loyal. In fact, I prided myself on my loyalty to my fellow bandmates. Yet, I’d put that lying bitch ahead of my friends. Lesson fucking learned. I was an idiot who probably deserved to live my life in this rhythmless bubble of silence. I’d been in this place once before, but that was a time I tried not to think about. A time where things were so dark that I’d lost my desire to play and questioned my reason for being. I’d been helpless back then, lost, suffocating…dying a slow death. I tried to tell myself this was different. I was a kid then. I had no control over what happened. Too bad this didn’t feel different. It felt exactly the same. That period in my life nearly broke me. Not this time. This time I would work through it. As much as I’d like to forget, the memories were always there, like harbingers from hell. Always. Fucking. There...

Mom married Don six months from the day we met. For my ninth birthday, they threw me a surprise birthday party and invited my entire class. I thought I’d struck gold. In a way I had, because that’s when Don gave me my first drum kit. The drums came with lessons from a guy who knew his shit. Not only did he teach me how to play, but he taught me that part of the reason I had trouble focusing was that I had such a strong internal rhythm. He taught me ways to tame the energy constantly thrumming through my body. For over two years I lived that golden dream, and then Don got demoted. Getting demoted on the police force was a big deal, at least for Don it was. Everything changed after that. My music teacher was let go and my life went to shit. Fucked up became my daily existence. It remained that way until I turned eighteen.

I thought about the difference between now and then. I was a man now. I’d taken my shit life and turned it into something to be proud of. I had more money than I knew what to do with. I had a career that most people would die for. Nash accused me of being closed off. Nash didn’t know shit. He was in. They all were. I disliked people in general, but the guys…they were different. I missed the laughter. I missed the bitching. I missed my life. Most of all, I missed the music. I guess I had my answer.

For better or worse, it was time to go back.

RB Hilliard lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with her husband and two children. In 2012 she began writing His End Game, the first book in her MMG Series. Hilliard has not only published six books in this series, but has gone on to publish Utterly Forgettable, a hilariously funny Romantic Comedy, as well as her Rock Star Romance Series, Meltdown.

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