Monday 29 January 2018

✪ COMBUST ✪ K. Bromberg ✪ #EverydayHeroes2 ✪ Excerpt ✪

©  Bianca  ✰  Janeane  ✰ 

• 29 January 2018
book #2 in the Everyday Heroes series
• standalone (The 3 guys are brothers!)

4.75 Stars
From New York Times Bestselling author, K. Bromberg, comes the second standalone book in the Everyday Heroes series. Just how hot will firefighter Grady Malone turn up the heat?

Songwriter Dylan McCoy has been burned.

By her boyfriend she found in her bed . . . with someone else.

By the contract she signed that obligates her to work with him until the songs for his new album are complete.

By her agent when she asked Dylan to keep their breakup on the down-low.

When she finds herself in Sunnyville, she refuses to let her new roommate burn her too. Still . . . a rebound has never looked so good.

That’s her first thought when she sees firefighter Grady Malone.
Sexy. Charismatic. Unapologetic. He’s a man who carries his own scarsthe ones on his back, the survivors guilt on his soul, and the fear in his heart.

When an unexpected visitor puts their roommate status to the test, will their undeniable attraction burn out, or will they both take a chance and play with fire?

The three Malone brothers Grant, Grayson and Grady are the heroes of this new series by K. Bromberg.

The 2nd one - Grady - is a fireman!
And he just got himself a new roommate!
Songwriter Dylan had to flee Los Angeles. She couldn't be in the same city with her cheating ex - rockstar Jett. BUT, she still has to fulfill her contract and finish the 20 songs for his album. But she'll do that in Sunnyville. Since her brother is too busy to take care of her because his wife just had twin girls, he moves her in with his buddy Grady!

Grady doesn't do serious. He's a firefighter. His job is too dangerous - he doesn't want to leave a family behind. Like his best buddy Drew. Drew's son will never see his dad again, and Grady 'only' has a few burn scars on his back. Why didn't he die? He still hasn't really dealt with the whole survivor's guilt thing.

So, a girl on the rebound and a guy in mourning should be the perfect roommates with benefits. But of course those stupid feelings will inevitably show up.
And Dylan's ex shows up too - wanting her back.

What will happen with Dylan & Grady?
Will there be a happily ever after?



Grady is such an amazing guy. He's all sexy and hot and flirty and sweet and kind and fun and ... just perfect. But of course most of it is a facade. He still mourns for his friend and the nightmares just won't stop.
Only when Dylan's in bed with him.

Those two would be so perfect for each other. But both think they're unavailable for something serious. But of course we know better. ☺

Great romance with lots of funny and adorable moments and sexy moments, but also lots of very moving & sad moments.

Can't wait to read Grayson's book - hot single dad rescue pilot!!! HURRY KRISTY!
COMBUST was an amazingly adorable & moving love story! But just so you know ... Grady is MINE - so go run to your nearest amazon to get your own!!!

Were there a few tiny little things that I didn't love? Nothing major - so don't worry...

Just like the first book, this one was a tiny little bit too long. I love long books and interesting and huge stories. But this was a bit too long - a little bit here and there cut out wouldn't have hurt this great story.

ARC received for an honest review

Time to set my house on fire so the next Malone, Grady the fireman can come and put out my fire!
 This is the second Malone brother we have had the pleasure of reading, and I liked it more than cuffed.  Maybe it is the fireman thing (I am a volunteer firefighter and never find any guys like this out there) but whatever it was, sign me up for more!
I loved that both our hot man Grady and our lovely lady Dylan aren't perfect.  They have their issues and they are not swept under the rug.  They fell real, the are dealt with realistically, and not gonna lie, they broke my heart.
And don't get me started on the jerk of an ex boyfriend.  I hope I am not the only one who wanted to throw my kindle - at his head!!
But Dylan and Grady though? They are sweet, and tender, and all kinds of sexy.  And pretty much perfect for each other.
I loved getting more of Grant and Emerson, seeing where they are at in their lives. There is great banter between the 3 Malone men, and ow I am impatient to see where Grayson's story will lead us.
Sweet, sexy, flirty - Combust is a great read.  Buy it.  You will like it!


Preoccupied with a text on my phone from my agent, I walk into the kitchen and suck in a breath when I come face to back with Grady. He’s standing with his hand on the refrigerator door, head leaned inside, and his back fully exposed to me. It’s broad and strong and scarred immeasurably.
I stare.
I can’t help it. The marks are a dizzying array of dark and light and ridged and smooth. And they’re undeniably burns. Goosebumps chase over my skin as I imagine the pain he must have endured when he got those. I think of his habit of wearing unbuttoned shirts but never going shirtless and the hint of scars just visible above his collar that I never could have imagined led to this roadmap to hell on his back.
A part of me instinctively wants to reach out to touch them, bring some kind of comfort. It sounds ridiculous, even to me, but that doesn’t abate the urge.
“Not pretty, huh? Get a good look while you can.” His voice is gruff as his spine stiffens and body stills, emotion woven through the words.
“Thank God not all of you is pretty. I was beginning to feel majorly insecure having to live with perfection like you,” I say off the cuff, trying to make this situation less awkward. My attempt to settle the sudden tension sparking in the air around us.
“Perfection?” he asks as he turns to face me with a smile that masks the emotion swirling in his eyes.
“Yeah. You have scars. I have mermaid thighs.”
“Mermaid thighs?” He laughs. “What in the world are you talking about?”
“Thighs that touch from the top all the way to my knees.” I shrug as if it doesn’t bug me, as if I’m not highlighting one of the insults Tara threw at me. It’s a whole lot easier to make fun of myself so long as it puts him at ease.
“Do you ever give yourself a break?”
Do you?” I ask the question, sparking a silent battle of wills as we stare at each other and wonder what to say next about the other’s insecurities. Coming up empty, I shift gears. “I think there is some type of rule about how many abs are fair for a guy to have when the rest of us are just struggling to find one of them.”
His smile rings more genuine as he steps toward me, and I step back, my hips leaning against the counter now.
“Is that so?” His voice lowers as his eyes flick to my lips and then back up. “I’m sure you have some under your shirt there.”
Why does the simple action make it seem so hard to swallow?
He takes another step.
“What are you building outside?”
“A playroom.”
A nervous chuckle falls from my lips as I think of all of the versions of playrooms I’ve read about in my romance books. My cheeks stain red as I imagine Grady with a flogger in one hand standing beside a St. Andrew’s Cross.
“A playroom?”
“Yeah.” He takes a step closer so we’re breathing the same air, his voice husky enough to cause every part of my body to grow alert. “A playroom. You know . . . a pool table. Foosball. A real man cave.”
I exhale a shaky sigh, suddenly more than aware that he’s so close, shirtless, sweaty, and smelling like sun and soap mixed together. But it’s his eyes that make my thoughts falter. There’s an intensity to them I don’t expect from the perpetually cheerful Grady Malone.
“Ah, that kind of playroom . . .” But my words trail off as he steps even closer and braces his hands on the counter on either side of me. I can hear his intake of breath. The music floating in from outside. The pound of my pulse in my ears.
“Hey, Dyl?”
“Yes?” Our eyes hold, my lips fall lax.
“I need you to open up.”
What?” I question as his hand brushes against my hip and his fingers pull on the drawer handle I’m standing in front of.
“I need the bottle opener. You’re standing in front of the drawer it’s in.” His lips spread into a full-fledged grin as I scramble away from the counter and, of course, run smack dab into the hardness, all six foot plus of him.
And then I rebound off him again in a flustered state that has him laughing and me stuttering. “Sorry. I wasn’t—I didn’t . . .” His arms hold on to my biceps to steady me, which prompts me to look up and meet his eyes.
“We need to stop meeting like this,” he murmurs, the heat of his breath hitting my lips.
“We do.” Brilliant, Dylan. Freaking brilliant response. “I’ve gotta . . . I’ve gotta get back to . . . to writing.”


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New York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.
She’s a mixture of most of her female characters: sassy, intelligent, stubborn, reserved, outgoing, driven, emotional, strong, and wears her heart on her sleeve. All of which she displays daily with her husband and three children where they live in Southern California.
On a whim, K. Bromberg decided to try her hand at this writing thing. Since then she has written The Driven Series (Driven, Fueled, Crashed, Raced, Aced), the standalone Driven Novels (Slow Burn, Sweet Ache, Hard Beat, and Down Shift (Releasing 10/4/16)), and a short story titled UnRaveled. She is currently finishing up Sweet Cheeks a standalone novel out at the end of 2016.
Her plans for 2017 include a sports romance duet (The Player (#1) and The Catch (#2)) and the Everyday Heroes series (Cuffed (#1), Combust (#2), and Cockpit (#3). She’s also writing a novella for the 1,001 Dark Night series that will be out in February 2017.
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