Rhythm of Love Series by Neve Wilder

Light Touch is a standalone prequel novella that introduces the Rhythm of Love world to readers, which centers around characters in the music industry. Each book will be a standalone with appearances by previous characters/couples.A bar musician and a light-sensitive painter play a game of cat-and-mouse that begins with a song request and comes to a very steamy conclusion at a Halloween party.Seasoned musician Rufus Merrill hardly notices the crowds he plays to, these days... moreLight Touch is a standalone prequel novella that introduces the Rhythm of Love world to readers, which centers around characters in the music industry. Each book will be a standalone with appearances by previous characters/couples.A bar musician and a light-sensitive painter play a game of cat-and-mouse that begins with a song request and comes to a very steamy conclusion at a Halloween party.Seasoned musician Rufus Merrill hardly notices the crowds he plays to, these days. Ten gallon hats and cowboy boots? Drunken coeds and tourists? They're a dime a dozen. But the black-clad guy leaning up against the wall of the bar in sunglasses after dark? That stands out.Artist Quinn Marx has had his fill of musicians; past relationships dictate they're a bad idea. But something about Rufus and his music catches Quinn’s attention, and he can't help but put in a special request for a song just for the hell of it. Maybe just to give the guy a challenge. One kiss in a dark alley later, and they're both hooked. less

“Our greatest hit is a love song I wrote for my bandmate. And he has no idea.” Messy-haired, soulful-eyed, off-kilter lyricist Les Graves holds tight to the hedonist’s credo of consumption in every avenue of life. He has trouble staying still, trouble staying sober, trouble turning down a good time—but put a pen in his hand, and he’ll set a page on fire... more“Our greatest hit is a love song I wrote for my bandmate. And he has no idea.” Messy-haired, soulful-eyed, off-kilter lyricist Les Graves holds tight to the hedonist’s credo of consumption in every avenue of life. He has trouble staying still, trouble staying sober, trouble turning down a good time—but put a pen in his hand, and he’ll set a page on fire.Music was Evan Porter’s ticket out of the backwater mud puddle he was born in, the passion keeping him warm as he busked on street corners, fueling him through a dead-end bartending job. Every chord, every song, every ounce of sweat has been devoted to making Porter & Graves a success. He’s the level-head, the quiet maestro, the seatbelt that keeps Les from flying too far out of control. And he’s getting pretty tired of playing savior.Their onstage chemistry is electric, offstage it's… complicated.After Porter & Graves’s third album bombs, the pressure is on for the duo to redeem themselves with their fourth. While sequestered in an East Tennessee cabin to compose, things take a turn for the worse when an event from their past comes back to haunt them in an embarrassingly public fashion and forces them into an unusual position that tests a partnership already hanging by its bloody roots.Can Evan and Les find harmony or will they—and their music career—go down in flames? Dedicated, the first standalone in the Rhythm of Love series, is a steamy bisexual friends-to-lovers romance featuring semi-kinda forced proximity, a fake relationship, angst, snark, a cock-blocking greenhouse, really poor decisions involving social media, and a HEA guarantee. *Please note that this book contains reference to and depiction of a mmf scene.* less

I gave the rumor mill fodder for a lifetime the day I walked away from a lucrative music career without explanation. People can talk all they like; my record stores are my lifeblood now, and I’m devoted solely to keeping them afloat in the digital age. There’s just one little thing distracting me: an earth-dwelling sunbeam named Owen Harper. I don’t know what I was thinking when I hired him. In fact, maybe I wasn’t thinking at all... moreI gave the rumor mill fodder for a lifetime the day I walked away from a lucrative music career without explanation. People can talk all they like; my record stores are my lifeblood now, and I’m devoted solely to keeping them afloat in the digital age. There’s just one little thing distracting me: an earth-dwelling sunbeam named Owen Harper. I don’t know what I was thinking when I hired him. In fact, maybe I wasn’t thinking at all. Quirky and excitable, he’s a walking, talking danger to fragile objects. His energy alone could power a small country. That’s never been my style. Hell, I was probably cutting my first album while he was cutting teeth. He wants a music career, and I’m done with all that. We couldn’t be on more opposite paths. He’s other things, too, though. Things that keep me up late at night. Things that make me forget I’m supposed to be simplifying. And damn does he love to push my buttons. Now I’m struggling to resist his pull, drowning in the memory of his skin under my hands, his mouth on mine. His laugh. When a long shadow from my past comes calling with an offer I’d be stupid to refuse, there’s more on the line than the survival of the shops I’ve dedicated the last fifteen years of my life to. Because those fragile objects I mentioned earlier? One of them might well be my heart. Resonance is the second book in the Rhythm of Love series, and can be read as a standalone. It’s a steamy slow burn bisexual age-gap, boss/employee romance with lots of banter and two obstinate heroes who really, really don’t want to want the very thing they both need. less