***REVIEW AND GUEST POST*** Gone for You by Jayne Frost.


Gone for You  


As the guitarist for the rock band Caged, I know the rules: no relationships. No complications. Leave ‘em smiling when you go, but always go. Besides, it’s not like I’m ever in one place for more than a few days at a time. As the next hottest thing out of Austin, the band and I are riding the wave, and the music is all that matters.

Until her…

Lily Tennison has “complication” written across her beautiful face. But I can’t get involved. The timing’s all wrong. But she’s under my skin, and I can’t resist her troubled eyes and sweet smile. And I do have a little time to kill. Not much, just a few days in Dallas.

So I’ll scratch the itch and move on, like I always do.

Simple, right?


Guest Post by Jayne Frost

Thanks, LT, for inviting me across the pond to write a little something for your blog!

It’s really exciting for me to be able to talk about writing. And romance.

I guess, since I’m currently in the middle of hashing out my ideas for the rest of my

series, Sixth Street Bands, I’d like to talk a little bit about the “other” writers that are

sometimes forgotten when we think of writing as a discipline. Songwriters.

I’ve always loved music. If I could be anything, or do anything, I’d be a musician.

Unfortunately, that skill set is way beyond me. The reason I’ve always been drawn to

music is the story behind each song. To me, songs are three of four-minute stories

that take the listener on a journey. I struggle sometimes to pack all the emotions I

want to display into a full-length book. I can’t imagine having to do it in a few

sentences. But when a song can make you smile, or make you cry, or just make you

FEEL, you know that the person that wrote it has some real talent.

When I decided to write Sixth Street Bands, I wanted to combine my passion for

music and my passion for writing into one book. Or several books, as it were. I

wanted to tell a story about these musicians that all came from similar backgrounds,

growing up together, and the challenges that shaped them into these brilliant, but

often flawed, artists.

I’ve always listened to music to help bring out specific emotions when I write, but

during this process I really began to pick apart songs and try to imagine what kind

of feelings were behind the words. Everybody experiences music differently.

Because I’m a writer, I tend to concentrate on lyrics. What the song is telling me.

That’s my journey. I always shake my head when I’m in the car with my husband.

Our conversation usually goes something like this:

ME: “Did he just say what I think he said?”

HIM: “I have no idea, I just like how it sounds.”

It’s the beat that speaks to my husband. The notes in the songs. That’s his journey.

My husband can mangle the words to a song like no one I’ve ever met. Lucky for

him, he’s got me to explain EVERY SINGLE word in detail. His eyes glaze over with

boredom when I start to do that, but that’s another story. He sees the romance in

songs, even if he doesn’t always know why. When my husband gave me my first iPod

as a present, too many years ago to count, he engraved it with three simple words

that he uses to describe us. Him and me.

Words and Music.

I am the words and he is the music. Now that’s romantic.

That is exactly why I thought a rock star romance series would be so much fun to

write. Just like the songs on my favorite CD, all the stories are wound together with a

common thread, but individually, they each tell their own tale. And just like music,

every story is romantic. I love the romance in music. Like books, almost every piece

of music has an element of romance if you look deep enough. In a song, it may be

one note. One verse. In a book, it might be a look, or an action, that makes even the

cockiest character appear vulnerable and romantic.

If I’m able to convey a little piece of emotion through the story, through the words

I’ve written about the characters I love so much, then I’ll have done what I set out to

do. It may take a little longer than three to four minutes, but in the end…it’s the

journey that matters, not how long it took to get there.



Cameron is a typical rock band lead guitarist…he’s a bad boy. He’s definitely not looking for all the complications of a relationship.

His band is playing a gig in Dallas when his publicity-seeking bitch of a manager releases the location of their hotel. The band flees to The Manor to seek some privacy.

Lily is an adorable, beautiful girl with a complicated history. She’s afflicted with a stutter, and was born into a high society family, from which she has been estranged. Her family had her life planned out for her, when Lily strays from the path her family cut all ties. She also works at The Manor.

Cameron’s immediate attraction to the gorgeous Lily is explosive. He sets about the chase and Lily resists in the most amusing of ways.

The story is told in first person, from Cameron’s point of view. In the beginning I found his movements a little effeminate. I wasn’t sure if the story would work out for me. As soon as Lily was introduced, that seemed to be ironed out.

The dialogue is realistic and I really enjoyed the author’s style. It’s snappy, funny, and endearing. I’m not sure if this is a short read, or if I just devoured it whole? I read it in two sittings, which is a bit of a record for me, because I don’t skim read.

The book cover is stunning; it made me want to read it.

I loved Cameron and Lily together. I felt all of their emotions and egged the couple on from the beginning. The sex scenes fit well for the book, they were sweet and passionate all at the same time.

However, there was something missing for me. I missed Lily’s POV immensely. I really wanted to know what was going on inside her pretty little head, and get to grips with some of her motives. Although, in a way, it was refreshing to read a book from a male first person POV. I know I sound like I’m contradicting myself, I just really liked Lily, and I wanted more of her.

If you’re looking for a charming, witty read with all the elements of a sweet romance, with a hint of spice then Gone for You is perfect.

I award Gone for You 4 guitars.


Bio (with social media links) for Jayne Frost:

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I guess I should start with the basics. The backstory. I was born and raised in California. At this point I’m usually asked what it was like to grow up near the beach, but sadly, I don’t know. I grew up in the “other” part of California. Perfect for an aspiring writer, if you ask me. You learn a lot about keeping yourself busy when the nearest house is a mile away…and it belongs to your grandparents.

By the time I went to high school, I started writing romance. Why? Because I met my very own prince charming. I wrote love poems in my journal about the green eyed boy that stole my heart. He promised, the way all storybook hero’s do, to sweep me away and take me on a grand adventure. And he did.
We picked up and moved to the Lone Star State, and began the story of us. The best stories begin without a road map or a compass. Veering off course makes the journey so much more interesting.

True to form, just when I thought my life was set, we started the next adventure. I traded in my cowboy boots and followed my green eyed boy to Las Vegas. My home will always be in Texas, but my heart is anywhere that he is.

Writing is what I love. I might stray from the romance every now and then if that is what moves me…but I always come back. Some of the stories don’t seem romantic at all. They are gritty stories about flawed characters that find each other and hold on tight. Those are the stories that speak to me. Because that’s life. I believe that every story should have a happy ending- even the difficult ones.

You can find me at Twitter at @jaynefrostbooks, Facebook, Pinterest, and my website.

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You can read Gone for You at:

Amazon: http://bit.ly/goneforyou

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/goneforyouGR

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