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Kristi Hancock, Author of ROCK HIS WORLD, Talks About Music (with a giveaway!)

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Hi Becky and book lovers! Thanks for letting me pop in today. With Rock His World debuting this week, I’ve been thinking about music.

I always write with a playlist going. I’ve learned that it’s good not to have it on shuffle because on some subconscious level your brain learns what comes next. Apparently that puts you on some sort of autopilot with no surprises. That’s another secret to writers’ playlists—we want songs that sort of flow into each other. I guess it’s kind of like being a deejay in a club. You want to mix them together so the crowd keeps dancing, or in this case so the words keep flowing. I don’t know if this is normal or not, but I can actually write and sing at the same time. There are some lines in songs where I always stop and sing those words then go right back to what I wherever I was in the story. Definitely crazy.

In Rock His World, Sasha and Avery love music, too. In fact, they love the same kind of music. That’s how they meet. She’s at her regular hangout to see one of her favorite bands when he comes in to check them out. He’s new to town and doesn’t know anyone there until Sasha bounces up to him and introduces herself. She’s more curious about Avery than Avery is about the “bucket list” band. Later she and Avery discover that they have the same vintage Nirvana T-shirt. (Can’t tell you how—spoiler.)

I can say that while I have a super-secret weird and cheesy two-and-a-half hour writing playlist for when I write a first draft, I also create one for the book. I’m listening to the Rock His World playlist right now. The songs may relate to the plot, be my characters’ favorites, or even sum up their situations. Sometimes I’ll throw in one because it just flows, like the deejay thing. No matter what’s on the list, it always puts my brain in the right place for the story. Here’s my playlist for Rock His World. Enjoy!


About Kristi Hancock:

Kristi Hancock became an author of erotica and erotic romance when the characters in her dirty mind demanded to come to life. Creating worlds ranging from the music underground of Seattle to the hot spots of colorful Key West to the vibrant streets of New York City (and the hotel rooms above them), she leads heroes and heroines through intense sexual experiences that transform them into stronger and more confident people. Her racy stories are guaranteed to make you randy.
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Title: Rock His World
Author: Kristi Hancock
Series: Naughty by Nature
Genre: Erotica
Release Date: August 10, 2015
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Print Length: 28k
Format: Digital
Digital ISBN: 978-1-62210-241-9


Sasha Ford lives life her way. Tattooed, pierced, and professionally satisfied, the Seattle music-lover has found her groove. She’s living her dream as a free-spirited graphic artist, but the fearless vixen has grown bored with her booty-calls and is on the prowl for a new conquest. Her trademark black eyeliner and scarlet lips serve as both invitation and warning to any man she pursues.

Seven years of college transformed small-town bad boy Avery Kingston into a super-geek. New to the city with his shiny PhD, he struggles to find his social identity by connecting with his tough guy roots. Attempting to merge his past with his present in the counter-culture, he finds himself in over his head—especially when sexy Sasha drags him into her world of mosh-pits and after-parties.

Sasha only expects a one night stand, but their searing chemistry leads them in a direction she’s less than comfortable with. Confronted with the female version of who Avery thought he could be, Sasha’s sexual advances bring out a carnal need to give as good as he gets. Sasha believes she can’t maintain her own identity if she’s in a serious relationship, but Avery wants more than sex from his hot rebel. He must convince her of his love and respect for her fierce independent streak or say goodbye to her forever. Is Avery strong enough to make Sasha break her own rules?

Excerpt from Rock His World:

“I’m Sasha.” The perky voice came from his right.

Of course she was. A woman who looked like that couldn’t not have an exotic name. Shorter than him with hazel eyes rimmed in onyx, she stared up from under a shaggy mop of blue-black hair. Small silver hoop earrings spanned the edge of her left ear from lobe to tip. Her off-the-shoulder black knit top showcased tattoos covering the length of her right arm. Black skinny jeans disappeared into her scuffed Doc Marten
boots—the fashion version of what he purchased at the Army Surplus store. Her vibrant red lips practically begged him to nip at them, and his pulse thrummed with a mix of testosterone and adrenaline.

“I’m Avery.” He wondered how he missed the woman as she approached him. She studied his eyes. “You like punk?”

“Usually. I’ve never heard Schlong, but the club’s website said it was a bucket-list band.”

“Most of the shows here are memorable, but they’re one of my favorites.”

“Why?” A geek in a wanna-be modern James Dean facade, it was his favorite question.

“Hmmm. Their music is sort of like a punk-funk mix, plus the band really interacts with the crowd. The energy is infectious and great to dance to, but it’s not your typical mosh pit. It’s,” she paused, “happier.”

very hadn’t been able to hide his widening eyes at the term “mosh pit”—the white water rapids in a river of dancing bodies could suck you under and leave you fighting your way out of the turbulence. He had never been in one but with stories of lost footwear and bloodied noses, so the concept of a “happy” mosh pit lay beyond his comprehension.

The opening band had finished their set and was breaking down their gear. The countdown clock ticked on their conversation time.

Sasha continued, “Where are you from?”


“Not so far away.”


“Oh. Scratch that.”

“Technically, an hour outside of Portland.” Where he had been the biggest fish in their tiny pond of bad boys. And had absolutely nothing on the people in Seattle, including the woman beside him.

“What’s it like?”

“Cold. Very cold. I was thrilled to move here for the rain.”


“You have no idea. I would rather spend the rest of my life wet and in above freezing temperatures than to shovel snow one more winter.”

“I can’t imagine. This is the first place I’ve lived that didn’t have bikini weather. But I love it. The people are so real and accepting.”

Avery nodded politely since he hadn’t been in town long enough to tell.
Sasha tilted her head. “I think I might like you.” She reached up on her toes, gave him a peck on the lips, and traipsed off toward the stage where Schlong tuned their guitars and tested their bass and drums.




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