Sunday 7 April 2019

✪ REPEAT ✪ Kylie Scott ✪ #Excerpt ✪

©  Bianca  Janeane 

• 7 April 2019
(Audible first)
• standalone
• Cover-Model: Chad Hurst

4.5 Stars!

From New York Times best-selling author Kylie Scott comes an irresistible new romance!

When a vicious attack leaves 25-year-old Clementine Johns with no memory, she’s forced to start over. Now she has figure out who she was and why she made the choices she did
which includes leaving the supposed love of her life, tattoo artist Ed Larsen, only a month before.

Ed can hardly believe it when his ex shows up at his tattoo parlor with no memory of their past, asking about the breakup that nearly destroyed him. The last thing he needs is more heartache, but he can’t seem to let her go again. Should they walk away for good, or does their love deserve a repeat performance?

Clementine is trying to find out what kind of person her old self has been.
Before the attack.
Because this new Clem. The one without a memory... She's so not the same person.
Why did old Clem leave the love of her life Ed?
Why does he hate her?
What kind of pizza is her favorite?
Will any of these and other important questions ever find answers or will she just have to start a new and fresh life?

What will happen with Clem & Ed?
Will there be a Happily Ever After??


Well, that was ... heartbreaking and mysterious and adorable and funny!
I really loved reading it.
The first thing you notice is the pretty/sexy cover and I love a good cover. I can still love a good book with a horrible cover, but I just love it when the cover fits the story, or the guy in the book!

It's a bit frustrating that we only get Clem's POV - we so need to know what Ed's thinking - why they broke up, what happened, how their life used to be. But we're moving at this slow pace with Clem - finding out who she was and what her life was like. And it was great to get to know her just like she is just now getting to know herself.

It was a really beautiful second-chance romance!
I Loved it! I loved the adorable doggie moments. The funny brother moments. We have some exciting moments, some sexy ones, some frustrating ones. Great romance!

Some tiny little things I didn't love-love ...
I wanted the book to be a bit ... more? Longer. More depth to everything. The story felt a bit rushed all over. It starts with Clem visiting Ed's tattoo shop after her attack and we're right there in the present. I would've loved a prologue or something more. I don't even know what I mean exactly, but I wanted a bit more of everything.
Even a bit more of Ed. We see a lot of him. He's an adorable and sexy and kind person. But we don't really know him. Or we never really had the chance to fall for him because we already knew that we had to love him, because he's the ex we want Clem to get back with. Ugh, I don't even make sense in my own head now! Forget about it. ☺ It was a great romance! It could've just been a bit more amazingly done!

REPEAT was an adorable and heartbreaking second-chance love story! Run to your nearest amazon for your own Ed - this one is MINE!!!

Audiobook review

I am loving the Audible First books - though I know some, like Bianca up there ^^ don't do audiobooks at all.

Repeat was an amnesia book with a difference.  I was expecting the "flashbacks" of memories for our darling Clementine to remember,  however we didn't get that at all. She now has to learn to be herself in the now, all the while learning about the person she was in the past.

And that was not always a good thing for her.

I do like her in the now though.  

Then there is Ed - oh my, am feeling the need, the need for another tattoo.

I enjoyed as Clementine and Ed found their way back to each other, but I did feel that the ending was a little bit rushed, but that could just be me.

I enjoyed the narration, Ms Arndt drawing me right into the story.

I laughed, I cried and threw my headphones across the room in frustration at times. - well played Ms Scott, well played.

Not I am impatient for what Ms Scott is bringing us next, and I feel a Stage Dive reread in my near future.


“Amnesia,” he mutters for about the hundredth time. Usually, ‘fuck’, ‘shit’, or some blasphemy follows that statement. This time, however, there’s nothing. Maybe he’s finally getting used to the idea.

I sit on the opposite side of the booth, inspecting the cocktail menu. It’s as gross and sticky as the table.

“Can I get you guys something else?” asks the waiter with a practiced smile.

“I’ll have a piña colada.”

“You hate coconut,” Ed Larsen informs me, slumped back in his seat.


“Try a margarita.”

“What he said,” I tell the waiter, who presumably thinks we have some kinky dom-sub thing going on.

Ed orders another lite beer, watching me the entire time. I don’t know if his blatant examination is better or worse than my sister’s furtive looks. He’d suggested going back to his place to talk. I declined. I don’t know the guy, and it didn’t feel safe. So instead we came here. The bar is dark and mostly empty, given it’s the middle of the afternoon, but at least it’s public.

“How old are you?” I ask.

In response, he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket and passes me his driver’s license.

“Thank you.” Information is good. More definites. “You’re seven years older than me.”


“How serious were we? Did we stay together for long?”

He licks his lips, turns away. “Don’t you have someone else you can ask about all this? Your sister?”

I just look at him.

He frowns, but then sighs. “We saw each other for about half a year before moving in together. That lasted eight months.”

“Pretty serious.”

“If you say so.” His face isn’t happy. But I need to know.

“Did I cheat on you?”

Now the frown comes with a glare.

Despite his don’t-fuck-with-me vibes, it’s hard not to smile. The man is blessed in the DNA department. He’s so pretty. Masculine pretty. I’m not used to being attracted to people, and he’s giving me a heart-beating-harder, tingles-in-the-pants kind of sensation, which is a lot new and a little overwhelming. Makes me want to giggle and flip my hair at him like some vapid idiot.

But I don’t. “It’s just that I’m getting some distinct vibes that somehow I’m the bad guy in all this.”

“No, you didn’t cheat on me,” he growls. “And I didn’t cheat on you either, no matter what you might have thought.”

My brows jump. “Huh. So that’s why we broke up?”

“This is fucked. Actually, it was fucked the first time.” He turns away and finishes the last of his beer. “Jesus.”

I just keep quiet, waiting.

“You have no memories, no feelings about me whatsoever?”

“No, nothing.”

A muscle jumps in his jaw, his hands sitting fisted on the table.

“It’s called traumatic retrograde amnesia,” I say, trying to explain. “What they call my ‘episodic memory’ is gone—all my memories of events and people and history. Personal facts. But I can still make a cup of coffee, read a book, or drive a car. Stuff like that. Things that were done repetitively, you know? Not that I’m allowed to drive at the moment. My car’s sitting outside my sister’s house gathering dust. They said to give it some time before I got behind the wheel again, make sure I’m okay. Also, apparently the part of my brain in charge of inhibitions and social restrictors, et cetera, is a bit messed up, so I don’t always react right, or at least not necessarily how you’d expect me to behave based on previous me.”

“Previous you?”

I shrug. “It’s as good a label for her as any.”

“She’s you. You’re her.”

“Maybe. But she’s still a complete stranger to me.”

“Christ,” he mutters.

This is awkward. “I’m upsetting you. I’m sorry. But there are things I need to know, and I’m hoping you can help me out with some of them.”


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Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013 & 2014, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.