My favorite Rock Star Ever! - Cyndi, Review

Ridge was PHENOMENAL! - Rhonda, Amazon

WOW!! Ridge was flawlessly written and heartfelt! This book will take you on an emotional roller coaster like no other in the best possible way! - Stacie, Review

Definitely a must read!!! - Lulu, GR

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ RIDGE is LIVE ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

The One didn’t exist.

Then I met Meadow.

The band's honorary little sister was off-limits. Too late for that. She says we’re “nothing serious,” but she’s gotten under my skin and I can’t stop thinking about her. And when I touch her, I know we’re meant to be.

 Happy Endings don’t exist.

Not even with Ridge.

My big plans never included falling for a rock star. Too soon for that. He wants to make us a “thing,” and I can’t deny our chemistry is combustible. His persistence is wearing me down, making his proposition hard to resist.

If true love only exists in fairy tales, why am I beginning to believe that Ridge just might be my happily ever after?

This STANDALONE Second Chance Rock Star Romance by New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, will have you falling in love with Ridge Carson while introducing you to his Sexy as Sin band mates—Jet, Tulsa, and Rivers Crow.

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Excerpt from All Fall Down:

By the weekend, Monroe has acquired every bottle of good champagne in Las Vegas. I stare at the lines of bottles displayed on the bar. The previous shindig I’d crashed had utilized the West’s private stock of liquor.

“Why do we need this much champagne again?” I ask.

“For the theme,” she says as if this makes perfect sense. “I’m going for nouveau riche. Think The Great Gatsby meets trailer park.” She sweeps her hand in the air as if to share her vision.

“Have I told you you’re a bitch today?” I ask, crossing my arms.

“Not today.” She bats her eyelashes like I’ve paid her a compliment. Knowing Monroe, I have.

“You’re a bitch.”

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