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I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky.
\nHe was hiding, but that gorgeous boy didn\u2019t belong in the dark.
\nNevertheless it was where he lived; a different world than mine.<\/p>\n
I was Livingston Montgomery, Southern debutante.
\nWith the world at my fingertips, I was well on my to being another spoiled socialite.<\/p>\n
But I didn\u2019t want money.
\nI didn\u2019t want social status.
\nI wanted him; tattoos, sarcastic smirk, bad boy reputation and all.<\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t matter that he was from the wrong side of the tracks.
\nIt didn\u2019t matter that my family forbade me from seeing him.<\/p>\n
I just wanted to be Beneath His Stars.<\/p>\n
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Find Beneath His Stars<\/em> on GOODREADS<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n 4 stars!<\/b><\/p>\n I really enjoyed this one! A sweet yet intense YA romance between a sweet girl who is lost and lonely, and the boy from the wrong side of the tracks. The first in the Stars Duet, it\u2019s a great beginning for what has the potential to be a truly epic romance!<\/p>\n 16 year old Livingston \u2018Liv\u2019 Montgomery is living a difficult life. She may be beautiful, smart and wealthy, living in a mansion on the beach in an exclusive island neighbourhood, but in reality she is lonely and sad. Her parents are both dead and she lives with her step-mother who either controls or ignores her and a step-brother with creepy intentions. The only peace she gets is when she escapes each evening to lay in the park and stare at the stars, where she talks to her parents and feels free.<\/p>\n Adam Nova lives one bridge away from Liv on the mainland, but his world could not be more different from hers. Poor and living in a dangerous neighbourhood, he has endured things that have left him broken, and though he is close to his loving father and his best friend, to everybody else he is cold and standoffish. He knows this, and it\u2019s a conscious decision he\u2019s made to never let anybody in, and at this point he doesn\u2019t even know how to.<\/p>\n Liv and Adam meet unexpectedly, but their subsequent encounters are definitely not an accident. Adam sees Liv in the park, he\u2019s immediately entranced and he just can\u2019t stay away, and Liv is captivated by the tattooed bad boy. And their mutual love of the stars and the peace and solace that they find together draws them together even further. They share something special, and as they slowly begin to open up and spend time together, they find themselves falling into dreamy, blissful, all-consuming first love.<\/p>\n \u201cClose your eyes, Nova.\u201d Her words snapped me out of whatever lust-induced daze she\u2019d put me in. Her eyes were still closed, but her lips were smiling. Liv and Adam\u2019s romance is slow and easy, and beautifully sweet. Despite his looks and bad boy persona, Adam has the biggest heart and he\u2019s so incredibly gentle. He knows that Liv is special, and he treats her as such, but he struggles with the differences between them. In return, Liv opens herself completely to him, she gives herself honestly and unreservedly and I loved her boldness and bravery in going after the boy she wants without fear.<\/p>\n \u201cYou and I, Liv? We\u2019re just not written in the stars,\u201d I choked out the lie. It left a horrible taste in my mouth. Their love is honest and fierce, and they come to mean everything to each other, but not everybody is happy with their relationship. And as they battle cruel stereotypes and controlling social politics, they are faced with losing everything.<\/p>\n This is a great read. It\u2019s a quick one and the story moves at a fast pace, and though initially Liv and Adam\u2019s feelings for each other were developing faster than I could keep up, the more we got to see of them together – their sweet moments and tender touches \u2013 I fell right along with them.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019re gonna be fine as long as we stick together.\u201d She ran her hands through my hair and I closed my eyes. I fucking melted. The prologue gives us an idea where the story is going, but I definitely wasn\u2019t expecting the intensity of it all, and that cliffhanger is a bit of a killer! I\u2019m definitely looking forward to seeing where the story goes from here.<\/p>\n 4 stars.<\/p>\n An Advanced Review Copy was generously provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Beneath His Stars (#1) In Her Space (#2) <\/p>\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\n <\/p>\n \u201cAre you smoking?\u201d Her lip curled in disgust. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Stay up to date with Amie Knight by signing up for her MAILING LIST<\/a>.<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u00a0 Amazon\u00a0 | \u00a0Amazon Worldwide\u00a0 |\u00a0 Paperback\u00a0 | \u00a0Audio Blurb I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky. 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\n\u201cWhy?\u201d I wanted to watch her. She knew how I liked to watch.
\nHer grin widened at my question. \u201cBecause you can\u2019t dream with your eyes open.\u201d
\nI lifted up onto one elbow until my face was right above hers. I could practically taste her sweet breath. \u201cI\u2019m pretty sure I can,\u201d I whispered. Because my dreams had never compared to a moment I\u2019d spent with her. She was the dream. She was it for me.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
\nBut she had an answer for everything. \u201cThen we\u2019ll rewrite them.\u201d<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
\n\u201cIt\u2019s you and me, Nova. You and me against the world.\u201d<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\nThe Stars Duet<\/strong><\/h4>\n
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\nI nodded.
\nIt was her turn to look disgusted this time. \u201cDo you even speak?\u201d
\nI nodded again and she shook her head in disbelief before reaching over the
\nspace between us and snatching the cigarette out of my mouth so fast I didn\u2019t see it
\ncoming. I stood there dumbfounded. People didn\u2019t snatch shit away from me. People
\nwere scared of me. Not this brave girl. I should have known.
\n\u201cSmoking is disgusting.\u201d She said it quietly like it didn\u2019t matter, but I could tell it
\ndid to her. She bent over and put the butt out on the driveway before standing up again
\nand shoving it in her pocket.
\nI smirked. \u201cYou gonna keep that?\u201d
\nHer eyes ignited with anger. \u201cNo, I\u2019m going to throw it in the trash because I\u2019m
\nnot a litterbug.\u201d
\nShaking my head, I muttered under my breath, \u201cFucking litterbug.\u201d She was
\nbeing cute. The girl with the too long legs and too big mouth that I couldn\u2019t get out of my
\nmind was fucking cute, too. I was screwed.
\nI wanted to full-on smile at her cuteness, but I held my happiness close to my
\nchest. God knew it always came with a price. And I was done paying.
\n\u201cYou kiss your momma with that smoke mouth?\u201d she asked snarkily, clearly
\npissed off about my smirk.
\nI lowered my head and took a step back, running a hand through my dark hair. I
\nwanted to tell this girl things. Things I had no business telling her, like that I didn\u2019t kiss
\nmy momma with anything anymore. Instead, I asked the question that had been
\nplaguing me since she\u2019d seemed surprised it was me who had left the notes.
\n\u201cWho did you think it was?\u201d
\nHer face screwed up in confusion. \u201cWhat?\u201d
\nI stood straighter and licked my lips before answering. \u201cWho did you think left
\nthe notes?\u201d
\nI was feeling strangely vulnerable in that moment waiting for her answer and I
\ndidn\u2019t like it one bit. Why did it matter to me who wrote her or didn\u2019t? Or who else
\nthought she was the most intriguing thing ever? For fuck\u2019s sake, she was just another
\nrich bitch from the island. Why did anything about what she was about to say matter to
\nme at all?
\nShe bit her lip again and I still wanted to reach over and pull it from her teeth. It
\nwas sexy that lip bite, innocent even, and for some reason that made it all the more
\nattractive.
\n\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d Her brow furrowed in thought and she looked away, almost like
\nshe didn\u2019t want to tell me the answer to my question. But then her eyes landed on mine
\nagain. \u201cI thought it was the other guy\u2014\u201d
\n\u201cBoone?\u201d I interrupted loudly.
\nA disgusted look crossed her face. \u201cGod, no. Not him. The blond. The other
\nguy.\u201d
\nI let out a long breath accompanied by a sarcastic chuckle. \u201cGrady?\u201d That guy
\ndidn\u2019t even graduate high school and she thought he knew anything about astronomy. I
\nwould have laughed if the whole thing hadn\u2019t annoyed me so much.
\nHer eyes brightened. \u201cIs that his name?\u201d
\nI pulled out my pack of cigarettes again. \u201cYou like him or something?\u201d
\n\u201cWhat? No!\u201d
\nI walked out into the street and lit my smoke far away from her.
\nShe started to follow me. \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d
\n\u201cHome.\u201d
\n\u201cBut I don\u2019t even know your name!\u201d she yelled and stomped a foot.
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\nAbout Amie Knight<\/strong><\/h4>\n
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Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma\u2019s books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won\u2019t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn\u2019t reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to \u201990s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can\u2019t imagine living anywhere other than the South.<\/p>\nFACEBOOK \u00a0<\/a>|\u00a0 TWITTER \u00a0<\/a>|\u00a0 INSTAGRAM \u00a0<\/a>|\u00a0 WEBSITE<\/a>\u00a0 | \u00a0GOODREADS<\/a> \u00a0| \u00a0AMAZON<\/a><\/strong><\/h4>\n
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