Fame is a beast. It's people hounding your every move. Ridiculing your every mistake. Watching every moment. It's agents and producers and ratings. And in my case, it's three jilted women who lost a competition when I stormed on stage. Those girls are back for revenge, and everyone sees a cat-fight in the making. They're sharpening their sticks. Showing up where Blitz and I do. Getting in my face. So now I have a choice: let each of them have another shot at my lover. Or take them on myself. But Blitz is mine. Game on. _____ A fiery addition to the Lovers Dance series. No cliffhanger.