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Rivers by S.L. Scott
Title: RIVERS
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
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SYNOPSIS
This Standalone Second Chance Rock Star Romance by New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, will have you falling in love with Rivers Crow while introducing you to his Sexy as Sin brothers and band mates—Jet, Tulsa, and Ridge.
Rivers Crow has everything he could ever need—a rock star life, more money than the devil himself, and worldwide fame. Except he’s still missing the one thing he wants—the girl he left behind.
Stella Fellowes has a life she doesn’t want—an unfulfilling job, debt without a ceiling, and lonely nights she spends pretending not to miss the one thing she needs—the boy who broke her heart.
Five years later, the guitarist she once loved is back with a hit record, millions of fans, and that look in his eye that still makes her weak in the knees. Only she’s not the same girl he once knew.
When these two star-crossed lovers come together, time starts to heal old wounds. Although she’s compelled to look past his sins, will he be able to look past hers?
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EXCERPT #1
Stella Lilith used to have an adventurous side, but I think it’s been a while since she broke a few rules. “Will you climb out first?”
There’s my girl. “Yep.” I press down on the sink, hoping it doesn’t fall off the wall. It looks old, so I’m not sure it can hold my weight. But it’s getting louder in the hall, so I climb up, grabbing an exposed pipe above the window, and maneuver my legs through the opening. Good thing we’re on the ground level. Pushing off, I land on my feet in the alley and turn around. “Stella?”
She peeks out and by the way her lips are twisted and her eyes are looking at the cement, she’s nervous. “I don’t want to fall.”
“I’d never let you. Not to the ground anyhow.”
For a second, she looks confused, but her brow relaxes and a small smile appears. “You’ll catch me?”
“Every time.”
She disappears, and I can hear her climbing onto the sink. Her legs slide out the window until her ass rests on the metal sill. “Ready for me, Rivers?”
“All my life.”
“For real,” she says, her nerves causing a slight shake to her tone. “You’re going to catch me, right?”
“Always.” I take her by the ass, and say, “Put your legs over my shoulders.”
“What? No.”
“Yes. I’ve got you. Then all I have to do is back up as you slip out.”
“I’m not as light as I used to be. Are you sure you can handle me?”
I work my way under her so her legs are over my shoulders. “Don’t worry about me, baby. I can handle you all right.”
Her thighs squeeze my neck. I like to think it was the name I slipped in there, but it’s probably because she’s anxious to do this. She slips out a little more, and our eyes meet. “You’re sure you’re ready?”
“All you have to do is let go. I have you.”
Releasing the pipe, she ducks her head to the side while I support her back with my hands, holding her until she clears the glass. Helping her upright, my face is against the jeans that cover her vagina and she’s squeezing my head with her legs so tight I don’t know if I’m going to live. What a sweet fucking way to die.
EXCERPT #2
I’m a skilled guitarist. I know how to make her come using all I’ve learned and playing her like an instrument.
I’m just not sure if I’m ready to let her have a release. I’m thinking of keeping her on the brink so we can come together. Stella grinds against my hand, seeking relief. I pull out and replace my finger with my cock one big inch at a time.
A gasp and then a harsh intake of air draws my attention to her pretty face. “How do I feel, baby?”
“So good. So much.” Her eyes open lazily as she takes a slow deep breath and looks into my eyes as I hover over her. Her hands drift from my shoulders to my jaw. “I want all of you, Rivers. Your body, your love, this look in your eyes forever. Kiss me.” Fuck. Yes. Forever.
I push in a little more, causing her eyes to close with the motion. My lips touch hers, and she whispers, “I was always here waiting for you. I was always yours . . .” I push in farther, her words driving me to take more. “To love.” Further, the feel of her engulfing me begins to cloud my thoughts. “To fuck.”
Fuck. I thrust all the way, as deep as I can go. Her head goes back, her words cries of desire. I kiss the underside of her chin and fuck.
Fuck.
Love.
Fuck.
Not gentle.
Driving home everything I’ve wanted to tell her since the day we broke up. “I love you.” I fuck her selfishly. I fuck her to satisfy my own needs. I fuck her into an apology. “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“Don’t say sorry,” she manages between panting breaths. “You feel so good.”
I rest on my forearms and take her wrists in hand before pulling them above her head. Our palms press together. Our fingers entwine. Her body is stretched beneath me when I kiss her lips, showing her how much I care about her. “I meant I’m sorry for what I’m about to do to you.”
ABOUT S.L. SCOTT
Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she's a pro.
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Rivers by S.L. Scott
Title: Rivers
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 26, 2018
Blurb
This Standalone Second Chance Rock Star Romance
by New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, will have you falling
in love with Rivers Crow while introducing you to his Sexy as Sin brothers and
band mates—Jet, Tulsa, and Ridge.
Rivers Crow has everything he could ever need—a rock star life, more money than
the devil himself, and worldwide fame. Except he’s still missing the one thing
he wants—the girl he left behind.
Stella Fellowes has a life she doesn’t want—an unfulfilling job, debt without a
ceiling, and lonely nights she spends pretending not to miss the one thing she
needs—the boy who broke her heart.
Five years later, the guitarist she once loved
is back with a hit record, millions of fans, and that look in his eye that
still makes her weak in the knees. Only she’s not the same girl he once knew.
When these two star-crossed lovers come
together, time starts to heal old wounds. Although she’s compelled to look past
his sins, will he be able to look past hers?
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Excerpt
There’s my girl. “Yep.” I press down on the sink, hoping it doesn’t fall off the wall. It looks old, so I’m not sure it can hold my weight. But it’s getting louder in the hall, so I climb up, grabbing an exposed pipe above the window, and maneuver my legs through the opening. Good thing we’re on the ground level. Pushing off, I land on my feet in the alley and turn around. “Stella?”
She peeks out and by the way her lips are twisted and her eyes are looking at the cement, she’s nervous. “I don’t want to fall.”
“I’d never let you. Not to the ground anyhow.”
For a second, she looks confused, but her brow relaxes and a small smile appears. “You’ll catch me?”
“Every time.”
Rivers by S.L. Scott
Title: Rivers
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: RBA Designs
Cover Design: RBA Designs
Release Date: July 26, 2018
Blurb
This Standalone Second Chance Rock Star Romance
by New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, will have you falling
in love with Rivers Crow while introducing you to his Sexy as Sin brothers and
band mates—Jet, Tulsa, and Ridge.
Rivers Crow has everything he could ever need—a rock star life, more money than
the devil himself, and worldwide fame. Except he’s still missing the one thing
he wants—the girl he left behind.
Stella Fellowes has a life she doesn’t want—an unfulfilling job, debt without a
ceiling, and lonely nights. She spends pretending not to miss the one thing she
needs—the boy who broke her heart.
Five years later, the guitarist she once loved
is back with a hit record, millions of fans, and that look in his eye that
still makes her weak in the knees. Only she’s not the same girl he once knew.
When these two star-crossed lovers come
together, time starts to heal old wounds. Although she’s compelled to look past
his sins, will he be able to look past hers?
Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she's a pro.
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Tulsa by S.L. Scott
Title: Tulsa
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 3, 2018
Blurb
From New York Times Bestselling Author,
S.L. Scott, comes a hot new rock star romance that will sweep you off your feet
and leave you with a smile.
The rumors are true. At least where I’m
concerned.
Drummers hit it harder and do it
better.
Women love me and I love them. But I
like to think of myself as a sensitive soul trapped in a lady-killer’s body.
Not so surprisingly, I’ve been called cocky a time or two. What can I say?
We can’t all be boy scouts.
Nikki Faris has thrown off my rhythm. With her
red lips, smart aleck mouth, short skirts, long legs, and blue-sky eyes, the
beautiful lead singer has become a complete distraction on this tour.
She loves to give me a hard time when all I
want to do is give her the pleasure of my hard—time right back.
Tulsa Crow can save his pick up lines, great
eight-pack abs, and cute dimples to use on someone else. My band earned their
spot on The Resistance’s tour just like The Crow Brothers. I’m not going to
blow it getting sidetracked by a cocky rock star that wants to sleep his way
through the states. I’ve been called a name or two, but easy isn’t one
of them.
But the best intentions with him turn into a
walk of shame for me. Only, I don’t feel shame. Instead, I’m doing the very
thing I said I wouldn’t—falling for a playboy.
We make sinful music when we’re on the road,
but what happens to our melody when the tour ends?
Excerpt
Nikki Faris is amazing.
Not only is
she gorgeous, she’s also smart and strong. She says what she thinks, not
worried about sharing her opinions or anyone judging her for them. She can
defend the craziest ideas and has theories on everything from what she thinks
jackfruit tastes like to why the stars always shine on the darkest nights.
Nikki Faris is mesmerizing.
Her lips.
Her eyes.
The way her
head tilts back when she laughs at her own jokes. She’s adorably funny. Even
the way she rolls her eyes is growing on me.
Nikki Faris is the sexiest woman I’ve ever spent time with, and I
haven’t even slept with her.
Yet.
Tulsa by S.L. Scott
Title: Tulsa
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 3, 2018
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SYNOPSIS
From New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, comes a hot new rock star romance that will sweep you off your feet and leave you with a smile.
The rumors are true. At least where I’m concerned.
Drummers hit it harder and do it better.
Women love me and I love them. But I like to think of myself as a sensitive soul trapped in a lady-killer’s body. Not so surprisingly, I’ve been called cocky a time or two. What can I say? We can’t all be boy scouts.
Nikki Faris has thrown off my rhythm. With her red lips, smart aleck mouth, short skirts, long legs, and blue-sky eyes, the beautiful lead singer has become a complete distraction on this tour.
She loves to give me a hard time when all I want to do is give her the pleasure of my hard—time right back.
Tulsa Crow can save his pick up lines, great eight-pack abs, and cute dimples to use on someone else. My band earned their spot on The Resistance’s tour just like The Crow Brothers. I’m not going to blow it getting sidetracked by a cocky rock star that wants to sleep his way through the states. I’ve been called a name or two, but easy isn’t one of them.
But the best intentions with him turn into a walk of shame for me. Only, I don’t feel shame. Instead, I’m doing the very thing I said I wouldn’t—falling for a playboy.
We make sinful music when we’re on the road, but what happens to our melody when the tour ends?
EXCERPT
Nikki Faris is amazing.
Tulsa by S.L. Scott
Title: Tulsa
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: RBA Designs
Cover Design: RBA Designs
Release Date: May 3, 2018
Blurb
From New York Times Bestselling Author,
S.L. Scott, comes a hot new rock star romance that will sweep you off your feet
and leave you with a smile.
S.L. Scott, comes a hot new rock star romance that will sweep you off your feet
and leave you with a smile.
The rumors are true. At least where I’m
concerned.
concerned.
Drummers hit it harder and do it
better.
better.
Women love me and I love them. But I
like to think of myself as a sensitive soul trapped in a lady-killer’s body.
Not so surprisingly, I’ve been called cocky a time or two. What can I say?
We can’t all be boy scouts.
like to think of myself as a sensitive soul trapped in a lady-killer’s body.
Not so surprisingly, I’ve been called cocky a time or two. What can I say?
We can’t all be boy scouts.
Nikki Faris has thrown off my rhythm. With her
red lips, smart aleck mouth, short skirts, long legs, and blue-sky eyes, the
beautiful lead singer has become a complete distraction on this tour.
red lips, smart aleck mouth, short skirts, long legs, and blue-sky eyes, the
beautiful lead singer has become a complete distraction on this tour.
She loves to give me a hard time when all I
want to do is give her the pleasure of my hard—time right back.
want to do is give her the pleasure of my hard—time right back.
Tulsa Crow can save his pick up lines, great
eight-pack abs, and cute dimples to use on someone else. My band earned their
spot on The Resistance’s tour just like The Crow Brothers. I’m not going to
blow it getting sidetracked by a cocky rock star that wants to sleep his way
through the states. I’ve been called a name or two, but easy isn’t one
of them.
eight-pack abs, and cute dimples to use on someone else. My band earned their
spot on The Resistance’s tour just like The Crow Brothers. I’m not going to
blow it getting sidetracked by a cocky rock star that wants to sleep his way
through the states. I’ve been called a name or two, but easy isn’t one
of them.
But the best intentions with him turn into a
walk of shame for me. Only, I don’t feel shame. Instead, I’m doing the very
thing I said I wouldn’t—falling for a playboy.
walk of shame for me. Only, I don’t feel shame. Instead, I’m doing the very
thing I said I wouldn’t—falling for a playboy.
We make sinful music when we’re on the road,
but what happens to our melody when the tour ends?
but what happens to our melody when the tour ends?
Author Bio
Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she's a pro.
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Spark by S.L. Scott
Title: Spark
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 22, 2018
Blurb
One break is all The Crow Brothers need and we’re
about to get it.
about to get it.
Johnny Outlaw, rock legend and lead singer of
The Resistance, is here to watch us play. But he’s not the only familiar face
in the crowd—killer little body, heart-shaped face, and drop-dead gorgeous.
The Resistance, is here to watch us play. But he’s not the only familiar face
in the crowd—killer little body, heart-shaped face, and drop-dead gorgeous.
Hannah Nichols sitting at the bar makes it
hard to concentrate, sparks already reigniting. The beauty was never a groupie
and tonight she’s not here to catch our show. She came to drop a bomb. “You
have a son.”
hard to concentrate, sparks already reigniting. The beauty was never a groupie
and tonight she’s not here to catch our show. She came to drop a bomb. “You
have a son.”
She underestimated me. I’ll prove to my son, and
her, that I can be the dad he needs.
her, that I can be the dad he needs.
What is it about musicians? Why are they so damn
sexy?
sexy?
My heart was Jet Crow’s the moment he opened
his sexy mouth and sang that first song. One stolen night with that man would
never be enough, but I’m not here to fall into his bed. Again. I’m here
to fight for custody of a son he’s never known.
his sexy mouth and sang that first song. One stolen night with that man would
never be enough, but I’m not here to fall into his bed. Again. I’m here
to fight for custody of a son he’s never known.
There’s just one problem. Those sparks between us have become flames. If we’re not careful we’re
both going to get burned.
both going to get burned.
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Excerpt
Jet Crow
Subtle
scents of cinnamon mix with the taste of whiskey on her skin. I lick her from
collarbone to the back of her ear, her moans enticing me to take more than a
gentle share of what I want.
scents of cinnamon mix with the taste of whiskey on her skin. I lick her from
collarbone to the back of her ear, her moans enticing me to take more than a
gentle share of what I want.
I’m well
past hooking up with groupies, but something drew me to the beautiful brunette.
Under the bright spotlight of that stage, my eyes found hers as I sang about
finding the missing piece of me. Maybe it was the way she pretended to not
care, catching my eyes and then turning away as if she was too shy to come speak
to me, but too good to be bothered. It didn’t matter. I was already caught up
in her as much as she was caught up in me.
past hooking up with groupies, but something drew me to the beautiful brunette.
Under the bright spotlight of that stage, my eyes found hers as I sang about
finding the missing piece of me. Maybe it was the way she pretended to not
care, catching my eyes and then turning away as if she was too shy to come speak
to me, but too good to be bothered. It didn’t matter. I was already caught up
in her as much as she was caught up in me.
The set
ended and I made my way over to the mystery woman, the one who hid in the dark
of the bar just as two shots were served. I took the shot of Fireball and then
took her home shortly after.
ended and I made my way over to the mystery woman, the one who hid in the dark
of the bar just as two shots were served. I took the shot of Fireball and then
took her home shortly after.
Fuck. She feels good.
Hard little
body, but soft in all the right places. Tits that fill my large hands and legs
that spread enough for me to squeeze between her thighs. I bet she wouldn’t reach
my shoulders in heels. Speaking of, “Keep them on.”
body, but soft in all the right places. Tits that fill my large hands and legs
that spread enough for me to squeeze between her thighs. I bet she wouldn’t reach
my shoulders in heels. Speaking of, “Keep them on.”
I like the
feel of the leather against my lower back, the hard heel scraping across my
skin when she tries to power play me by tightening around my waist and pulling
me closer. I didn’t ask her to my bedroom. I didn’t have a chance. What started
out as laughing while we shared a two a.m. snack of Cheetos, hummus, and
whiskey turned into me eating her as a snack on top of my kitchen counter. I
don’t ever do that with a one-nighter, but damn if she didn’t make me want to
break more rules with her.
feel of the leather against my lower back, the hard heel scraping across my
skin when she tries to power play me by tightening around my waist and pulling
me closer. I didn’t ask her to my bedroom. I didn’t have a chance. What started
out as laughing while we shared a two a.m. snack of Cheetos, hummus, and
whiskey turned into me eating her as a snack on top of my kitchen counter. I
don’t ever do that with a one-nighter, but damn if she didn’t make me want to
break more rules with her.
She kisses
me like a woman in need of water, taking as much as she wants while pressing
her heels into my ass. The heat between us emanates until I’m dragging my shirt
off to try to cool down.
me like a woman in need of water, taking as much as she wants while pressing
her heels into my ass. The heat between us emanates until I’m dragging my shirt
off to try to cool down.
I knew she
was different the moment she opened her mouth back at the bar. “You sing rock
with so much soul. Who hurt you?”
was different the moment she opened her mouth back at the bar. “You sing rock
with so much soul. Who hurt you?”
“No one
gets close enough to do me any harm.”
gets close enough to do me any harm.”
“That’s a
pity.”
pity.”
“It’s a
pity I’ve never been hurt?”
pity I’ve never been hurt?”
“No, it’s a
pity you’ve never loved anyone enough to get hurt.”
pity you’ve never loved anyone enough to get hurt.”
My heart
started beating for what felt like the first time as I looked into her sultry
eyes. I could blame the booze, but I can’t lie to myself. She had me thinking
twice on things I never considered once before.
started beating for what felt like the first time as I looked into her sultry
eyes. I could blame the booze, but I can’t lie to myself. She had me thinking
twice on things I never considered once before.
Who was this woman?
Even with
our stomachs full, we weren’t satisfied. She dragged me by the belt down the
hall to my bedroom. Her clothes were off and mine quickly followed before we
tumbled into bed.
our stomachs full, we weren’t satisfied. She dragged me by the belt down the
hall to my bedroom. Her clothes were off and mine quickly followed before we
tumbled into bed.
Fast. I want to fuck her fast and hard, but every
time our eyes connect there’s such sadness found in her grays that I slow down.
Wanting her to hold contact, I cup her cheek. “Hannah?”
time our eyes connect there’s such sadness found in her grays that I slow down.
Wanting her to hold contact, I cup her cheek. “Hannah?”
Her eyes
slowly open, the long lashes framing the lust I find between them. “What?” she
asks between heavy breaths.
slowly open, the long lashes framing the lust I find between them. “What?” she
asks between heavy breaths.
“Are you
okay?”
okay?”
“I’m good.”
“Just
making sure.”
making sure.”
She runs
her hands up my neck and into the back of my hair. “I’m sure.” Pulling me down
to her, our mouths are just a few inches apart when she whispers, “I want you. I
want to do this.”
her hands up my neck and into the back of my hair. “I’m sure.” Pulling me down
to her, our mouths are just a few inches apart when she whispers, “I want you. I
want to do this.”
Shy isn’t
something I’d call her considering we were in my bed two hours after meeting. I
like a woman who knows what she wants. Hannah knows. And fuck if it isn’t a
turn on that she wants me.
something I’d call her considering we were in my bed two hours after meeting. I
like a woman who knows what she wants. Hannah knows. And fuck if it isn’t a
turn on that she wants me.
Author Bio
Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she's a pro.
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