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Meet the Author:

USA TODAY Bestseller Stacy Kestwick is a Southern girl who firmly believes mornings should be outlawed. Her perfect day would include lounging on a hammock with a good book, carbohydrates, and the people around her randomly breaking into choreographed song-and-dance routines. It would not include bacon, cleaning, or anything requiring patience.





by Stacy Kestwick


Expected publication: September 5th 2017

Genre: Contemporary Romance




Traditions are important. Especially in the South.
College football. Rivalries. Tailgating. Halftime shows.
Some things just don’t change.
Until Reese Holland shows up with her long legs and no-bullshit attitude to audition for the prestigious all-male Rodner University snare line.
It doesn’t matter how much hazing she has to endure from Laird Bronson, with his narrowed green eyes and arrogant smirk. She wants that damn spot, and she’s more than good enough to earn it.
She expects there to be tension. Even friction.
But not sparks hot enough to burn the entire campus down.


He devoured me.

Being eaten alive had never felt so good.

His lips. His hands. His heat. My entire being was overwhelmed by him finally, finally touching me.

The kiss started hard, desperate, the inevitable conclusion to the tension that had been building between us for two weeks. With my eyes closed and my breasts flattened against the wall of his chest, I gave into it, surrendered to the moment. My mouth clung to his as he tilted my head to the side, changing the angle to deepen the contact.

His hands moved over me restlessly, hungrily, skimming down my back on the way to my ass, then back up my sides to frame my face, his fingers leaving a trail of heat behind on every inch of skin he claimed for himself. I pulled at his shirt while he pushed me against the solidness of the door. My heart tripped over itself in its race to keep up. Muffled sounds came from both of us, vibrating in our throats but not escaping our lips because we hadn’t even parted for a breath yet.

Who needed fucking air when Laird Bronson was kissing them? Not me.

His lips were somehow firm and soft at the same time as he slanted them over me again and again. It was like being called up to the major league from the minors. Nothing in my past compared. I shivered from the intensity of it, from the innate authority of his mouth as he consumed me. Like I was made to bend to him, as inevitable as the moon ceding to the sun.

I lifted on my tiptoes to get closer, one of my hands snaking up to tangle in his dark hair. The strands were barely long enough at the top to grip, and when I gave them a tug, he rolled his hips against me, showing me just how much he liked it. I moaned and felt an answering wetness gather at the juncture of my thighs.

Dear sweet rosy-cheeked baby Jesus and all the saints in heaven.

His mouth needed to come with a warning label. Danger. Highly flammable.

But it was too late. I’d had a taste and I liked the burn. 





DRUMLINE had everything I loved. College co-eds, a competitive field, explosive attraction, complications, and friendships that last.

DRUMLINE was my first book by Stacy Kestwick. I was impressed by her storytelling, flowing prose, and very likable and genuine characters. Laird Bronson was almost perfect in his honest and palpable desire towards Reese. He was one of those incredibly awesome guys that rarely make it on the pages of a book. Laird, was everything you would want a boyfriend to be, supportive, attentive, and genuinely in love with the heroine. On top of that he had no issue with showing his feelings except for the pesky pecking order, that complicated everything else.

Reese, was one tough cookie!! She wanted to earn her spot on the field, even if it meant bruises, hazing and surviving a grueling elimination process.

DRUMLINE was build on a hierarchy and Reese was on the bottom, and Laird on top. Fraternization wasn’t exactly frowned upon, it just made everything a little more tangled and emotionally complex.

But that’s not all there was about DRUMLINE. The author managed to write a multi layered story that became more heart-wrenching with every chapter. There was depth in those pages that I did not expect.

All in all, DRUMLINE was in parts exactly what I wanted and in other parts much more than I could have hoped for. BRAVO!!!





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