Blog Tour: MIDNIGHT BLUE by LJ Shen


Midnight Blue, an all-new sexy standalone from LJ Shen is available NOW!


Midnight Blue
Author: LJ Shen
Release Date: January 18th

It should have been easy.
I needed the money. He needed a babysitter to keep him from snorting himself to death.
I was cherry-picked especially for him. Responsible. Optimistic. Warm. Innocent.
The worst part is that I should have known better.
Alex Winslow. British rock star. Serial heartbreaker. Casanova with whiskey eyes.
“Don’t get near the devil in a leather jacket. He’ll chew you up and spit you out.”
Sounds familiar? That’s because it was a headline in a tabloid the second time he got arrested.
Guess what? I didn’t listen.
I signed the contract.
World tour. Three months. Four Continents. One hundred shows.
My name is Indigo Bellamy, and I sold my soul to a tattooed god.
Problem was, my soul wasn’t enough for Alex Winslow. He ended up taking my body, too.
Then he took my heart.
Then he took my all.


My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Holy. Freaking. Wow!! That’s all I can think of now that I’ve reached the end of this story. Honestly, I’m just grateful that I came out of this in one piece. While reading this book, it felt like Leigh essentially ripped my heart out, juggled it, pricked it with some pins, kicked it around for shits and giggles, took it out to the range for target practice, made it into roadkill, and dunked that bad boy right back in my chest.

It was the FEELS!!

For once, I wasn’t the one talking to my heart, but it was the one talking to Alex. See us. Feel us. Love us.
- Indie

Midnight Blue was an angsty, sexy, out-of control tale of the stereotypical rocker, his journey to rock bottom, and his climb back to the top. LJ Shen sure knows how to create a-hole heroes and yet she always finds a way to redeem them. I couldn’t help but fall for the angry, long-suffering, addicted Alex right along with Indie.

There was a world outside, I knew it. But there was a smaller asteroid on which we lived, and that was the only place I wanted to be in that moment.
- Indie

You know what I loved about this book, aside from the music, the pseudo-romance, the laughs, Indie’s quirkiness, Alex’s general devil-may-care, the way Indie loved to talk to her heart, Tania, the drama, and the overall tug on my emotions? I loved how the author gave us something that wasn’t your regular run-of-the-mill happy story. The characters worked hard for their happy. There were no rainbows, unicorns, or cute little puppies here. She gave us characters that hurt. Not only themselves but each other. It’s true that it’s easier to hurt those that you love. And she showed us every bit of it. Whether it was from Alex and Indie’s first meeting, "She looked… fine. Not my taste." To the banter between all of the characters. To the dynamic of Indie’s family. To Alex constantly trying to get into Indie’s pants. To Indie constantly deterring him from getting into said pants. To Alex’s hot and cold behavior. Alex’s battle with addiction. Alex’s ridiculous and delusional thirst for vengeance. His thoughtless words and how they could potentially destroy Indie. And then to his grovelling. OMG!! I love when they actually grovel!! Whatever I was looking for in this book, I found!

There was a lot to like in this book. It was very different from what I’ve come to expect from this author, but no less amazing. Although the journey was painful, it had moments of humor and comradery to give it a good balance. And the love, y’all. So much love. All different types of love were found within the pages. And that love wasn’t easy either, but it was real, even when it was ugly.

So after all these words, I’ll leave you with this - GET THE BOOK!! Get caught up in your feelings, try to sing along to the music (even though we don’t know the melody), and fall in love with the writing. These characters will grip your heart, I’m telling you. Take another look at the cover, heed my words, and one-click this dirty bad boy today!!


Nat’s words came back and haunted me like a bad haircut from the eighties. An irrational need to check the goods took over me. It wasn’t like he minded. According to the rumors, his dick had seen more cameras than Kendall Jenner. Slowly—so painfully slowly—my eyes drifted down his sinewy body. I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Whatever I had in mind, though, didn’t come close to the real thing. Thick, long but not atrocious. With thin veins running through its length.

“Nice view?” he groaned, tucking his junk back into his briefs. His profile was glorious. Strong jaw, pouty lips, eyes like sex…

My eyes snapped up when I realized he was talking to me. “I wasn’t…”

“Looking? Yes, you were. Next time take a picture. It lasts longer.” He rolled his zipper upward and flushed the toilet with the toe of his boot. He turned around and squirted soap into his palm, washing his hands almost violently—rubbing between each finger and scratching his knuckles like he wanted to shed his own skin. When he was done, he looked around for a towel.

I cleared my throat, scrambling to regain my wits. “Longer than the glimpse or longer than your performance?”

Casually—so unbearably casually—he wiped his wet hands over my purple dress. I gasped, moving sideways. It looked like he was about to open the door and get out, but before I had the chance to yell at him for using me as a human towel, he slammed me against the wall, bracing both his arms above my head and pinning me to my spot. I let out a shriek of surprise at the sudden proximity.

Alex Winslow is touching me. Willingly, my surprisingly pitiful brain squealed.

Heat rolled off his body, making my back arch and my breath catch in my throat.

“Let’s make one thing clear—I could fuck you to a point of numbness without even breaking a sweat if I wanted to. Now, careful, New Girl. If you don’t keep your distance from me, I think I just might.”


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About LJ Shen:

L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.


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