Manaconda: Hammered #1 by Taryn Elliott & Cari Quinn with Giveaway

Manaconda: Hammered #1 by Taryn Elliott & Cari Quinn  with Giveaway

Today I have the start of a new Rockstar Romantic Comedy penned by the writing duo of Taryn Elliott  and Cari Quinn, the first in their HAMMERED series.  Please read on for my review and excerpt, be sure to check the tour stops to see what other readers thought of the title and don’t forget to enter the tour wide giveaway where you could win a ($25.00 eGift Card (Amazon, B&N or iTunes) and an Ebook copy of THE OPENING ACT.  But first …


The first I’ve read by this author duo, and Manaconda was steamy, saucy, snarky and wholly clever full of the frustrations of fame and those who are hired to make it all smoother.

Hunter is the lead singer of a band that has had moderate success until a pair of too tight jeans and a hips forward pose lead all the attention to his nether regions. (A true testament to the dangers of the skinny jean!)  One photo wouldn’t be so bad, but a Rolling Stone cover shot, creating a celebrity name for the appendage, and fueling the frenzy around the band member’s sex appeal becomes the new thing.  Like Bennifer or Brangelina, Manaconda becomes Hunter’s name, and he quite rightly, wants to be seen as more.

Enter Kennedy, PR person with a magic wand, stellar reputation and killer attitude. She’s not particularly happy about this assignment, but owing a favor to one of the biggest names in the business means you step up when called, and she was called.  From the start, her ingenuity and patience are tested, and the sparks between she and Hunter are palpable.  A hidden passageway, a bowl of pasta and mushrooms and solid banter lead to a kiss that is hotter than hot and appears on social media.

I really liked Kennedy, and Hunter has his moments: wanting to be seen as more than the new moniker, trying to find a new center and not allow the personal fame to color the band’s reputation is a tricky situation.  He’s a bit little boy lost, and while he has a playboy’s reputation, he’s really just waning his own ‘one’.  Kennedy isn’t looking for a man – she’s far too career driven and her childhood didn’t show her that men were more than unreliable.  A dalliance is fine, dangerous and a wholly bad idea for it to be a client – but one night is one night.

Hot, dirty and sexy with plenty of laughs and some clever moments with secondary characters keep the story moving forward, even when it’s moving in the wrong direction. Alternating narratives for both Jordan and Kennedy give a more complete picture of each moment, and their voices are solidly complimentary.  Clever and fun, a great start to a new series even with the cliffhanger. This one could have been worse – the main issues between Hunter and Kennedy are not given any sort of solid finality, although many mini-moments are concluded. A bit of a letdown at the conclusion if I’m honest, but it’s a super fun story, read in one sitting with a giggle sort of fun, and holds hope for something special in the series.

Manaconda: Hammered #1 by Taryn Elliott & Cari Quinn  with Giveaway

Title: Manaconda
Author: Taryn Elliott, Cari Quinn
Series: Hammered #1
Pages: 219
Rated: four-stars
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My name is Hunter Jordan, lead singer of Hammered and no, I didn't name my cock Manaconda.

Rolling Stone did.

On the front cover of their damn magazine.

I still haven't lived it down. And now our record label wants to maximize the frenzy.

So, I have a brand new PR person–Kennedy McManus.

And she's making me insane.

I don't know whether to ignore her, yell at her, or push her up against the wall and kiss her smart mouth shut.

BEYOND OBLIVION - A Rockstar Romance full of sexy fun set within the world of our Lost in Oblivion series! You never know who you'll see show up in the books.

**** Warning: book does end on a cliffhanger ****

A copy of this title was provided via Publisher via Tour Company for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.

This book may be unsuitable for people under 18 years of age due to drug and alcohol use / violence and/or sexual content in a genre not specified as Erotic.


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“Maybe we should go back.”

I shook my head. “Maybe we can sneak around. Seems like there wouldn’t be any fans back here.”

“Famous last words,” she muttered.

I strode out, gravel crunching under my boots.

“You know, I’m not a huge fan of this dragging me around like a child.”

I turned back to her, dragging her into my body. “Nothing child-like about you, Kenny.” I bent down to her, our noses touching. “I just want a little alone time with you.”

A loud engine started up.

“There’s an elevator back there.” She pointed with her thumb. “I bet we could do a lot of things in your room, my room—whatever.” She rose on her toes until our lips were a breath apart. “You can give that whole seven thing a go.” She dragged her nail over my bottom lip. “I don’t believe you’ll make it to seven, but I’m willing to let you try.”


“Oh, my God, that’s Hunter!”

The hiss of hydraulics and stomp of many feet did not bode well.

I closed my eyes. “Shit.”


“Please don’t be what I think it is.”


A trio of people in black shirts with our new album on the front were standing in front of a huge bus. “Can you run in those things?”

She looked affronted. “I can do anything in heels.”

“I hope so.”

A woman in her twenties pointed our way. “Is that him?” she shrieked.

“Fan club.”


“This is where the fan club bus is parked.”

“They should be at dinner. Why aren’t they at dinner?” Kenny asked with rising panic.

“Guess it’s over.” I sprinted to the door we’d just come out of. “Son of a bitch.” I twisted the handle but nothing. “It must have locked after us.”

She slapped the keypad. “Ya think?”

“Not helping.” I darted a look past the bus, along with the line of at least seventy people lined up to board. Definitely couldn’t go that way.

“They’ll eat you alive.”

“No kidding.”

Three women broke off from the crowd and headed our way. As soon as they did, twenty more followed. I dragged Kenny with me to the front of the bus and around the side. The bus driver looked down at us and shook his head.

No help there.

The people that had boarded the bus were pointing at us as we ran to the other end. I shot by another line of cars and zig-zagged around another bus and saw a familiar logo. “Thank God.”

“Where did he go?” Came shouts that were way too close.

“Where are we going?” she hissed.

“My bus.”

“Your bus?”

I dragged her behind me as I ducked behind a black truck we used for our equipment. It has been a stripped down stage, but we still had a lot of instruments between Keys’s pianos, the entire percussion set up that Wyatt used, all the guitars, amps, and digital network we used—we needed a truck no matter what.

“New plan.” I unlatched the back of the rig and lifted the rolling door. “Get in.”

“Are you freaking kidding me?”

I stared down at her. “Does it look like I’m kidding?”

She groaned. “I can’t get up there.”

I lifted her until her knee was on the base of the truck ledge. She scrambled in as the scraping of heels and running feet got closer.

“Move it, Kenny.”

Her skirt rode up as she dragged herself inside. I threw her a soft whistle. She turned back to me with murder in her eyes. I squashed down a laugh, rolling in after her, tugging the door down behind me with a bang.

“I hate you.”

I just smiled into the dark.


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About the Authors:

USA Today Bestselling duo, Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott, have been having a ton of fun with rock stars, but they also love a good MMA fighter story, oh and a suited guy. Can’t forget the suited guys. Getting these two authors together always includes some sweet & snarky moments, a lot of angst, and unlimited heat.

Oh, and let’s not forget the jaw dropping moments. They really love those.

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