Saturday, September 7, 2013

Birthday Music Festival: Emily Snow and Your Toxic Sequel (Guest Post/Giveaway)

Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, rockers of all ages, to our Birthday Music Festival! I hope that you enjoyed all of the bands, and the masterminds behind them, that joined us yesterday! In case you missed it, Reckless BeatOblivion, and Jessica Topper (the metal head behind Digger Graves) will be hanging around the festival for a few more days.  We might even be able to pretty talk one of them back later today! Enough about that though, let's get to the music! 

Have you ever had the opportunity to see a bands set list? Or even *gasp* score one at a concert?! These are right up there with picks and drum sticks, and if you can get them signed? *fans self* That is the ultimate concert experience! Today we have some super sexy rockers stopping by to share their upcoming set list with us. We'll have to ask that you leave the phones in your pockets though, no pictures please. ;) We wouldn't want to ruin it for future concert goers.  

Thanks ladies for inviting me and the guys (Lucas, Wyatt, Sinjin, and Cal) to your blog today! I’m thrilled that Your Toxic Sequel is a part of this kickass music festival. Today, Lucas wanted to give you all an exclusive first look at the YTS 2013 set list and Wyatt wanted to share an excerpt from a performance he did with another band called Hazard Anthem last year! 

YOUR TOXIC SEQUEL’S Fall 2013 Set List

1. Lucky You’re Wasted
2. All Over You
3. You Ruin Me
4. Leaving
5. Before You Go
6. I Get It
        (Chevelle Cover)
7. The Happy F*cking Song
8. Who’s Laughing Now
9. Release
10. Anywhere
11. Drum solo
        (Sin’s song)
12. If You Could Only See
        (Tonic cover) 
13. Tumbles Down
14. Finale (Everything Ends)


15. Devoured 
16. Ten Days

Wyatt McCrae and Cal Romero (guitarists for Your Toxic Sequel) are playing a show with another band, Hazard Anthem. When a fan gives Kylie Wolfe a hard time, Wyatt takes it personal.

As soon as we have our drinks in hand,Heidi leaves the barmaid an incredibly generous tip, and then my best friend looks at me, mouthing something. It takes me a few tries, but I finally make out what she’s yelling over the deafening sound of voices and Hazard Anthem’s music. “Let’s move closer!”

We squeeze through the mass congregating around the stage, and I grit my teeth when someone jostles into me, causing me to spill a few drops of my drink on myself. Great, now I’ll smell like Betsey Johnson, cigarette smoke, and Tabasco sauce for the rest of the night.
Heidi and I don’t stop moving until we’re near the front of the fray, jammed between a few people wearing T-shirts from Your Toxic Sequel’s last tour. Once the tall guy standing in front of me moves out of the way, my brown eyes instantly locate Wyatt. He doesn’t see me, but every few moments, his eyes flick around the crowd. 
Cal manages to spot us though, and he gives us a wink that I’m certain is meant for Heidi. She must also see it because she grins like the Cheshire Cat before tucking a lock of her curly hair behind her ear. 
I lean in close to her. “You’re disgustingly cute.”
She rolls her eyes, holding her hand in front of her defensively. “Trust me, it’s not even like that. He just likes to get a reaction out of me.” Her cheeks are tinged with color, and I’m guessing Cal’s getting exactly what he wants. Before I can say another word, she nods her head to the side of the stage. “There’s Terra.”
My gaze wanders over in the general direction, and I spot the blonde woman holding her phone up high, recording the show. She’s with some man, and every few seconds, she glances up at him and says something. I work my lip between my teeth, trying desperately to remember where I’ve seen the guy before. When it doesn’t come to me, I focus my attention on the music.
The band is halfway through a song they didn’t play in Houston when I feel a hand touch my ass. It’s not a brush or an innocent jab but a rough squeeze. Gripping my drink tightly, I count to three before I turn to face the guy who’s feeling me up.
If I were into backwards-baseball-cap-wearing douchebags who’ve had too much to drink, I might consider him decent-looking enough. Since I’m not, I tilt my head to the side. “I don’t like being touched,” I say loud enough to be heard by several people around us.
He grins down at me. At first, he doesn’t make a move to take his hand away, but then the guy with him says something in his ear. He shoots his buddy a sharp look as he drops his hand to his side. 
“You’re empty.” He tries to take the clear plastic cup away from me, but I tighten my grip around it. “Hey, I just want to buy you a drink,” he says defensively.
“Thanks, but I’m DD,” I lie, lifting the corners of my mouth. “So, sorry.” I glance over at Heidi who’s already jerking her head in the opposite direction, her light blue eyes wary. I turn to follow her, but the guy grabs my wrist. When I confront him this time, I ditch the smile. Going about things the polite way with this asshole is getting me absolutely nowhere.“Get your hand off me.”
“I’m trying to be nice to you.”
I shoot a look at his friend and see his face is slowly turning red. “You should probably take him on home.” To the drunken idiot, I jerk my arm away from his grip. It hurts like hell, but I keep thebadass expression on my face. “You can be nice by fucking off.”
Heidi practically wrenches me toward her, so we can get out of this situation, but when the guy grabs me again, I turn around and slam my fist into the first thing I can easily hit, his stomach. He doubles over, wheezing. As I open and close my hand by my side, I instantly regret punching him.
I should have kicked him in his balls.
“You fucking bitch,” he growls. 
His friend instantly steps in. “Dude, Dillon, leave her alone. She said—”
Dillon shrugs off the other man. He’s about to say something to me, maybe even try to touch me again, but then two hands clasp on to his shoulders, spinning him around. I’m just now aware that the sound of the bass guitar is nowhere to be heard as I take in Wyatt standing inches away from me with all his features drawn into tight lines. I also realize how quiet the crowd seems despite the fact that the rest of the band is going on with the show. 
“You want to put your hands on someone?” Wyatt asks Dillon, leaning close to him. “Try me, motherfucker.”
Over his shoulder, I spot a big bear of a manstalking toward them. He’s wearing a black T-shirt that has Securitywritten in large bold print across the front of it.
“And I think I just wet myself,” Heidi hisses into my ear, holding on to my forearm. 
“Well?” Wyatt challenges again. When Dillon flips him the bird, I hold my breath, hoping McCrae’s smart enough not to fly off the handle. Glancing at me for a second, he tells Dillon, “Yeah, fuck you, too.”
My heart is beating so hard that I swear it’s louder than Ben’s drums. Wyatt starts toward me, wearing an apologetic smile, and because Heidi chooses that exact moment to say something right into my ear, I don’t hear everything Dillon says next. 
But I hear enough.
“Groupie slut.”
I lose my breath for a moment just as Wyatt whirls on him. Dillon is lucky because the bouncer finally intervenes, wedging himself between them, breaking up what could have been a night in jail and a lawsuitfor Wyatt. 
“Show’s over,” Wyatt growls the moment he reaches my side. He pulls me to him, crushing my body against his. 
I shake my head. “Absolutely not, McCrae.”
The band finishes up the song they’re currently playing, and Nate leans into the microphone, announcing that they’re taking a fifteen-minute break before starting the next set. 
Wyatt cocks an eyebrow mockingly. “Show’s over for fifteen minutes, then.”

17281601Savor You 
(Savor Us #1 - spin off from Devoured series)
by Emily Snow 
Kindle Edition, 181 pages
Published June 11th 2013 by Emily Snow Books
Goodreads - Amazon
Kylie Wolfe and guitarist Wyatt McCrae have been bad for each other for the last several years, but it’s impossible for them to end their toxic push and pull. Not when their attraction is constantly fueled by lust and proximity—she’s her older brother’s Lucas’s assistant and Wyatt is his best friend and band mate.
So when Your Toxic Sequel makes a move to record a new album in Nashville, Kylie decides to make the latest break with Wyatt official by getting the hell out of town. She’ll spend a week in New Orleans. A week to immerse herself in the Mardi Gras scene. One week to not think about the last time she was in New Orleans, seven years ago with Wyatt. Seven days where she won’t have to see Wyatt every day just to fall ridiculously in love with him all over again—where, if she wants to, she can have a normal, no-strings attached fling that won’t end in heartbreak.
Too bad Wyatt ruins everything by showing up, as gorgeous and demanding and goddamn awful for her as ever.
Wyatt refuses to let Kylie give up on him. Not without reminding her why they both fell so far and hard in the first place. Not without making her savor the good memories and what could be their last chance with each other.

*guitar riff is cut off mid chorus* Attention Please! *feedback* 
Ahem. Sorry to interrupt the music festivities but I thought y'all would want to know this! Emily Snow has added to the main rockin' giveaway of ebooks! She is not only giving away Devoured, but All Over You and Savor You as well! Wooo! *crowd screams* Okay, okay. Enjoy the music folks! It may be our birthday but we couldn't celebrate alone. Thanks for joining us!

Birthday Music Festival Rock Star Giveaway!
The fabulous authors joining us to celebrate our birthday have each donated one of their books in digital format to giveaway to one reader. One reader will receive six rockin' ebooks at the end of our event! \m/ Enter using the rafflecopter below. Good luck!

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  1. I love it when the hero chases after the heroine! So...I totally bought it! :P I couldn't wait.

  2. The Devoured series is so good, thanks for the party and giveaway!


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