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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Only 9 Days Away!

Are you ready to meet The Crow Brothers? I am so excited to share this story with you, so I pulled an little excerpt to whet your whistle (below the graphic).

Save the Date - February 22nd, 2018

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SPARK EXCERPT

He’s been nicer than I expected. A motorcycle further down the alley roars to life and I look up. “I should go.”

“I’ll walk you. Where are you parked?”

“I’ll be fine.”

“I know you will be, but humor me, Hannah.”

I exhale, the pressure of this dreaded conversation feeling more like it’s over as we stroll toward the street ahead. I shouldn’t like how much I like seeing him again, but I’ve thought of him so much, so many times over the last six months. The way he playfully bit the tips of my fingers when I fed him Cheetos and then licked the orange dust from them. His kisses on the back of my neck seared my skin that night, and now each place his lips touched still warms under the memories. The image I’ll never forget is when I sat in my car and looked back. He shared his soul in that exchange, wide open to be accepted or rejected. It pained me to leave, but I was in no condition to stay.

In the dimly lit bar and dark of his bedroom is one thing. Seeing the real me, the damaged parts, in the light of day is another.

I’ll take this walk with him. It’s more for me, so I slow my pace wanting to savor every second of something I now know can never be. “I’m parked around the corner.”

We don’t talk, the weight of reality escorting us along the way. When we reach my car, I step off the sidewalk, but stop before opening the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Jet.”

He’s a musical god I once prayed to by tasting his skin as he came on mine.

Tonight though, standing before me is not the man I saw on stage six months ago or an hour earlier. He’s not that guy who got drunk on whiskey and wine just to have what I was having and then charmed me right into his bed.

In the wee hours of a Thursday in Austin, a man with flaws and feelings that seem to be restrained in the hard muscles of his build has been given a choice to make, one that will change his life and mine forever. I worry what he’ll decide, and what I could lose, but I say what I feel because his kindness deserves a return, “Thank you for walking with me.”

“No problem.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Jet.”

 “Tomorrow . . .” he sounds as if he wants to say more, but doesn’t, so I get in my car and start the engine.

Meet Jet and Hannah on February 22nd. Add to your Goodreads TBR Here: http://bit.ly/SparkGR