Beneath His Stars, the first in the Stars Duet, an all-new emotional and romantic duet from Amie Knight is available NOW!

I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky.

He was hiding, but that gorgeous boy didn't belong in the dark.

Nevertheless it was where he lived; a different world than mine.

I was Livingston Montgomery, Southern debutante.

With the world at my fingertips, I was well on my to being another spoiled socialite.

But I didn't want money.

I didn't want social status.

I wanted him; tattoos, sarcastic smirk, bad boy reputation and all.

It didn't matter that he was from the wrong side of the tracks.

It didn't matter that my family forbade me from seeing him.

I just wanted to be Beneath His Stars.

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Excerpt:

“Are you smoking?” Her lip curled in disgust. I nodded. It was her turn to look disgusted this time. “Do you even speak?” I nodded again and she shook her head in disbelief before reaching over the space between us and snatching the cigarette out of my mouth so fast I didn’t see it coming. I stood there dumbfounded. People didn’t snatch shit away from me. People were scared of me. Not this brave girl. I should have known. “Smoking is disgusting.” She said it quietly like it didn’t matter, but I could tell it did to her. She bent over and put the butt out on the driveway before standing up again and shoving it in her pocket. I smirked. “You gonna keep that?” Her eyes ignited with anger. “No, I’m going to throw it in the trash because I’m not a litterbug.” Shaking my head, I muttered under my breath, “Fucking litterbug.” She was being cute. The girl with the too long legs and too big mouth that I couldn’t get out of my mind was fucking cute, too. I was screwed. I wanted to full-on smile at her cuteness, but I held my happiness close to my chest. God knew it always came with a price. And I was done paying. “You kiss your momma with that smoke mouth?” she asked snarkily, clearly pissed off about my smirk. I lowered my head and took a step back, running a hand through my dark hair. I wanted to tell this girl things. Things I had no business telling her, like that I didn’t kiss my momma with anything anymore. Instead, I asked the question that had been plaguing me since she’d seemed surprised it was me who had left the notes. “Who did you think it was?” Her face screwed up in confusion. “What?” I stood straighter and licked my lips before answering. “Who did you think left the notes?” I was feeling strangely vulnerable in that moment waiting for her answer and I didn’t like it one bit. Why did it matter to me who wrote her or didn’t? Or who else thought she was the most intriguing thing ever? For fuck’s sake, she was just another rich bitch from the island. Why did anything about what she was about to say matter to me at all? She bit her lip again and I still wanted to reach over and pull it from her teeth. It was sexy that lip bite, innocent even, and for some reason that made it all the more attractive. “I don’t know.” Her brow furrowed in thought and she looked away, almost like she didn’t want to tell me the answer to my question. But then her eyes landed on mine again. “I thought it was the other guy—” “Boone?” I interrupted loudly. A disgusted look crossed her face. “God, no. Not him. The blond. The other guy.” I let out a long breath accompanied by a sarcastic chuckle. “Grady?” That guy didn’t even graduate high school and she thought he knew anything about astronomy. I would have laughed if the whole thing hadn’t annoyed me so much. Her eyes brightened. “Is that his name?” I pulled out my pack of cigarettes again. “You like him or something?” “What? No!” I walked out into the street and lit my smoke far away from her. She started to follow me. “Where are you going?” “Home.” “But I don’t even know your name!” she yelled and stomped a foot. I almost smiled again.

UNITED INDIE BOOK BLOG REVIEW

REVIEWER: MICHELLE

RATING: 5 STARS

I’d discovered Amie Knight last year doing a KU challenge, and I’m so glad I did. I have really loved the few books of hers that I read. So when the opportunity to review this book came up, I jumped at the chance. Not only is the cover gorgeous, but the blurb intrigued me.

I was instantly sucked in from the very beginning. I knew from the very first few pages that my heart would bleed for Adam Nova. And it did. A lot.

Plus, I’m a sucker for a tattooed bad boy so I had to read this book.

What’s even better? A tattooed bad boy that can make you swoon, and swoon hard!

***“You know better, Livvy. I could never forget about you. Not yesterday. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.” It was too true. I’d tried for weeks to get this girl out of my head, all to no avail.

This isn’t the most swoon worthy thing that came out of Adam Novas mouth, but I’m not going to spoil it for ya. You need to experience him for yourself. 😉

This story is beautiful, tragic, intense, and sweet! Two different worlds colliding under the Stars.

The intensity between these characters kept me glued to the pages and the slow burn was just perfect. It wasn’t rushed, it was just enough to make you feel the ache that they felt wanting to be together but knowing how everyone felt about where Adam came from. Livingston didn’t care about those things though. She’s not like everyone from the island. She’s sweet, and funny and genuinely cares about others.

It’s so much more than a sweet romance of first love though, a lot more than I expected and I’m dying for the next book! Good thing I don’t have to wait very long!

Y’all should’ve read this book!

***Until next time I see you beneath the stars.

About the Author:

Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma's books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won’t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn't reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to '90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can't imagine living anywhere other than the South. AmieKnight