Title: The Trials of Guinevere DeGrance
Series: Legendary Rock Stars #5
Author: L.B. Dunbar
Genre: Rock Star Romance
Release Date: September 14, 2015
Blurb
Don’t judge me. I know you want to, but let’s get some facts straight in my defense.
1. I love Arturo King 2. Arturo left me behind. 3. I was lonely. 4. Lansing was an old friend. 5. I love Arturo King.
Did you burn the fictional damsel in distress that cuddled and kissed her best friend when her fantastical boyfriend disappeared for months? No, you didn’t. You sympathized with her loneliness before you read ahead to make sure the boyfriend was coming back to her. Loneliness is not a crime. It’s cruel to be alone, but not a crime, the last I knew. If it is a crime, I’ll light the match to ignite myself for what I’ve done. Goodness knows, I’m burning up with guilt as it is. In my defense, I want my story to be told before I’m judged too harshly. Arturo King might be a rock legend, but he and I are human. We make mistakes. We made mistakes. Do we need to suffer for all of eternity because of them? I hope not. The jury still seems to be out, though. The greater question is: Is it possible to rekindle our love, when the past could burn us all?
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Prologue Guinevere If I ever wondered what the pits of hell felt like, I sensed my current position was similar to being in the fiery depths. The orange-yellow glow danced before me; blinding me to the man I knew was on the other side of the flames. His face was melting, fading in the fumes that surrounded and flowed from the heat. I sensed the wooden walls of the barn structure were crackling and eventually would crumble, but I continued to stand as if frozen. There would be no chance to freeze under the circumstances. If anything, I should be melting slowly to form a puddle on the floor. My skin felt as if it would peel off of me, one droplet of sweat at a time. The blaze started in an attempt to gain Arturo’s attention. The boy wanted to impress his father: a rock god who stubbornly ignored his son, as he had done over a year ago in this same barn. The Barn. The place of inspiration for Arturo King and his band, The Nights. The place where they performed their magic through music. The place that marked where history was made. I continued to stare through the flames that separated us. I could see that his lips were moving; calling or shouting out to me, but I couldn’t hear over the roar of the fire. His face was warped in my vision, drifting with the bright light that framed his head filled with dark waves and a jaw covered thicker than before. His brown eyes looked black as they stared back at me. I was trapped. The flames formed a wall between me and my beloved; a man I loved more than anyone. A man who I hurt more than I ever intended. A man who hurt me with his mysterious disappearance and lack of communication. I didn’t move. Allowing the heat to consume me, I decided this might be my fate. Death by fire was how the adulteress was punished in ancient times. Of course, in romance novels a hero comes to the aid of the persecuted. My mind flashed to another man. He had been a hero to a little girl trapped within a burning building. He had been my hero, as well, when I was kidnapped in a drugged induced haze. He was someone I should not have been thinking of. I continued to watch the movement of Arturo’s mouth. The roar of the flames was all that I heard. It made music to my ears, drowning out the accusations. How could I do it? How could I be with another man? The world seemed to stop as I struggled to give my answers. In contrast, it came alive in an orange glow that spread rapidly along the old wooden floor. My back was now against the warmth of the stones behind me. It was almost like I imagined a brick oven would feel. The ancient fieldstones were absorbing the heat and reflecting it back within the cramped space. Wood crackled above my head. The ripping sound only assured me that my end was eminent. The walls were catching and the barn was doomed to collapse. Suddenly, I heard my name. The voice that screamed to me was clear, familiar, and not the voice that should have called for me. “Guinie, turn around and reach up your hand,” he shouted down to me. It was like an angel spoke to me from the heavens. I couldn’t break my gaze on Arturo, but he was gesturing above me. His expression showed he clearly recognized who was over me, who was calling me. His eyes found mine through the flames and he nodded once. Then he looked away and I quickly spun reaching upward blindly. My eyes were dry, boiled orbs within their sockets. The smoke so thick, I confused it for fog. Stretching, my fingers connected with those reaching down for me. One hand was clasped, the opposite wrist encircled, and up I went into the freshness of the cool summer afternoon air. The scent of pine and lake water burned my smoke encrusted nose and I gasped for more oxygen. It was like I’d been drowning. A brief sensation I’d had a year ago in the water of that lake below. My mind was clouded, but a passing image flashed of Arturo and me spinning in the blue water. He’d kissed me for the first time on that day then rolled us off the boat into the water in distraction. We were playful then. Not today. I heard his voice ringing in my head; his words enflamed with his bitterness. How could I do it? Didn’t I love him? I balanced on hands and knees in the dry earth near the burning barn. My throat was hoarse from gassy fumes and screams. I called out his name one more time, and then the inevitable happened. The wooden structure collapsed. 
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This is the book I've been waiting for since this series started. Throughout the series L.B. Dunbar showcased each of the men in The Nights, Artuo's band, and how life and love shaped them. You should definitely read the series in order to fully grasp the beauty of each of the characters and how their stories are all connected. After all, it was all leading up to this. Guinevere's turn. WOW! To say that this book blew me away in an understatement. The Trials of Guinevere DeGrance had it all. There was drama, laughter, fear, hope, anger, sexiness, music, love and so much more (the list is really endless). The prologue alone had me by the heart.
Going in, I was a bit apprehensive to get Guinie's story. In the earlier books she has come across as needy and a user- two characteristics that I don't necessarily like in a leading lady. But my how my perception of her changed. She has this quiet, calm; an almost shy self confidence about her. She has strength and grace as evidenced in how she handled everything life and Arturo threw at her. And it was a lot. She survived love, loss, more loss and love again. I felt her pain and anguish and I really connected with her in this book. I loved that she made the hard choices and stuck to her guns. She didn't let Arturo or anyone but herself lead her head or heart. Oh Arturo. If I didn't already adore him, then he surely stole my heart here. He had been through so much with his accident, so much more I learned than we knew about. I admire his courage to get himself right in the head before he went to fix the mess that was created with his time away. And what a mess he found when he got back to the band and Guinie. His fears were very real and true to the situation that he found himself in. It seemed there was no real way up or forward. In a bold move, and one of my favorite parts of the book, Arturo takes a stand that shocked everyone. This was the catalyst that pushed everything forward. Though not all of it was for the better (depending on who you're rooting for). Of course it wouldn't be a Legendary Rock Stars book without the rest of the band. And they were all there- Perkins, Tristan and Lansing came along for the ride and played some role in the outcome of this story. It was great seeing them all together in their element again; letting the music speak for them when words couldn't. Some other characters from the series also made an appearance showed their true colors as the truth of it all is uncovered. I loved how L.B. Dunbar took the famous tale and made it modern and relevant to today's world. She put her own twist on the characters and their stories and the payoff was magnificent. And how she ended the book was pure genius. While Guinevere and Arturo have their ending, their story is far from over. I love that it is open, I'm hoping that means I'll get to see them again somewhere down the line.
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