The highly anticipated conclusion to the Kylie Ryans series is
AVAILABLE NOW!
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SYNOPSIS:
She's living her dream...
Kylie Ryans is the biggest thing to come out of Nashville since, well, since Trace Corbin. With a hit album and a powerful label behind her, she appears to be the girl who has it all.
But appearances can be deceiving.
Fresh out of rehab, Trace Corbin is ready to take on the world. Just not the girl he walked away from. Because if there's one thing he knows for certain, it's that the people you love are the ones who have the power to destroy you.
As their worlds collide, they'll have to make the ultimate choice. Follow their dreams, or give it all up for love.
They say love conquers all, but for Kylie and Trace, it just might wreck everything they've worked for.
TRAILER:
“I
don’t want to be involved in anyone’s game. Not his and not the label’s. That’s
how I started out, and I’ve put it behind me. My career is about me. Not about
him and not about whatever the label wants to spin us as. He and I are nothing
and it’s going to stay that way.”
“He
who?” Maude Lowenstein prompted. “If your feelings for him aren’t an issue,
then how come you haven’t said his name? He’s not Voltemort, last I checked.
Saying his name won’t conjure him out of thin air.”
Kylie
resisted the urge to fold her arms and glare at the surprisingly sharp and
callous woman in her late sixties. And to storm the hell out. She took a deep
breath and shrugged.
“Trace.
His name is Trace. And while I fully support his A Hand Up charity-thing, I
have no interest in being involved in his benefit concert. I’ll donate a signed
guitar or something. But I’m not going to it. I wasn’t even technically
invited. We done here?”
She
began to scoot out of the booth, but her manager reached out and put a hand on
her arm.
“You
were invited, Kylie. He’s having a hard time. The venue pulled out because of
his rehab stay and so did some of his family-friendly sponsors. The event’s
been moved to his property in Macon and his sister called me personally and
invited you.”
He’s having a hard time.
The
words wrapped around her heart and squeezed. Kylie swallowed and looked up at
the ceiling. She sucked in a lungful of air and glanced from her agent to her
manager.
“All
I have to do is show up?”
The
other two people at her table exchanged glances and Chaz cleared his throat.
“Um,
not exactly. The label was hoping you and Trace would sing The Other Side of Me. On the tailgate of some truck that’s being
donated to his charity.”
Kylie’s
eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Why do they want us to sing it at some benefit?
I don’t see how that would make any difference to them.”
“We
don’t know for sure,” Maude answered. “But if I had to make an educated guess,
I’d say they’re playing with the idea of sending you two on tour together.
Again.”
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