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Six-foot-three. Dynamic green eyes. Utterly irresistible. Ethan Everest stole my breath the first time I saw him. He romanced me with skill, dazzled me with his charisma, and proceeded to steal my heart right after. I might have fallen for his easy-going smile the first time we met, but I fell for him the second time. Honey-colored hair. Cherry-kissed lips. Captivatingly gorgeous. Singer Davis was the first, and only, woman to ever intimidate me. She spoke to my heart with her wit, seduced me with her eyes, and became the only thing that made sense in a world that made none.

You don't choose when. You don't choose where. And you don't get to choose who you fall in love with. Jack Dalton is charismatic, cocky, and determined. Johnny Outlaw, his rock-star persona, is irresistible, smug, and demanding. Two sides of the same man. Both sides are too hard to resist.

Noah Westcott should come with a warning: too hot to handle! The man is stunningly handsome with his embracing brown eyes and lips that make me want to kiss that smirk right off his face. How could I resist? Spoiler: I didn’t. That was my first mistake. I blame him for the second. It should have been easy and fun. No strings attached. No feelings. As if he commanded it like he did me in the bedroom, I did exactly what I said I wouldn’t. I fell for him.

I've done my time as undercover elite security and I'm ready for a change. Seeking redemption and a slower pace, I return to the one place I once vowed not to—Solace Pointe. Then, I was a hometown hero—star quarterback and Delilah Noelle's one and only. Now, I've accrued enough sins to last two lifetimes and want to retire in peace. I mistakenly forgot how rumors run rampant in a small town, and my return causes quite the ruckus. That's to be expected. I can handle church group gossip. What I didn't expect was for the only girl I ever loved to be single again.

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...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.

Jack Dalton was charismatic. Johnny Outlaw was irresistible. Two sides of the same man, passionate about two things - music and Holliday Hughes. With her intoxicating mix of strength and vulnerability, confidence and sex appeal, he couldn't get enough of her.

As a prominent divorce attorney and Manhattan’s most eligible bachelor, I’m as sought after in the courtroom as I am in the bedroom. I’ve learned that emotions have no place in either scenario. Not ever. Thus far, my approach to life has served me well. No hassles or strings means no heartache. There’s just one little problem....

New York Times best-selling author S.L. Scott crafts her signature, original style into an epic twist on the rock-star-romance genre that packs heart, angst, emotion, suspense, and heat in these second-chance best-selling books. This bundle includes The Redemption, The Revolution, and The Rebellion.

Admittedly, it was a moment of weakness on my part. But even the strong-willed have been known to fall for a hard body underneath a tailored suit and a five o’clock shadow coating a sharp jawline. It didn’t matter that Jackson St. James was nothing but trouble. Trouble was just my type. Been there. Done him. Not making that mistake again. We were friends, a low-key affair we designed ourselves—over before we began. After all, together we made no sense. But maybe, just maybe, he’ll surprise me. He has before.... We may have started with a kiss, but how will we end?

The minute he opened his sexy mouth, Holliday Hughes should have known Jack Dalton was trouble. His smooth pickup lines, broad shoulders, and ridiculously handsome face charmed her right out of her clothes. She gave into her desires, the instant attraction blinding her to the obvious.

I’d sworn off men. And then I met Nick Christiansen. Technically, I fell for him, literally, the moment I landed in his quarterback-sized arms and looked into those soulful eyes. I blame the rum. Or was it tequila? Spoiler alert: It was those delectable dimples. Either way, Nick was stupidly handsome and ridiculously charming. He held me like he cared and listened to me like I mattered. Captivated by great conversation and rock-hard abs, Nick had me reconsidering the “No Men” promise I’d made myself. I still regret walking away the next day.

The hottest rock star in the world walking into my work wasn’t on my bingo card. Speak of the devil . . . My soon-to-be ex-husband. Shane Faris is taller than I remember. Scruffier. More attractive than ever and sporting a sinful smirk that tells me he hears “Yes” too much. Figures. He offers me the divorce I want, but on one condition . . . Two nights together, for old times' sake.

I have three goals: graduate from an Ivy League university, get into medical school, and follow in my father's well-established footsteps. Everything was going exactly as planned until the local bad boy was delivered to my doorstep. Literally. From the moment we meet, my old life becomes unrecognizable, but I have no regrets. I'm utterly captivated by him. His smirk. His heart. His sharp wit. He pushes me to live, to be wild, to pursue the dream I've always hidden inside.

I caved and gave Harrison Decker my number anyway. He just chose not to use it. Four years later, his job brings him back into my world looking more handsome than ever and now making an effort to befriend me. Is my heart willing to take another chance on that man?

Dare Marquis is a bad boy rock star with a body to match. Cocky. Devilish good looks. A voice that commands attention. A night with him and no strings attached is just what I need. But he makes it impossible to not want more when he runs his hand through his dark, wild hair, and smiles. One he only shares with me. Weatherly Beck is an angel with a body made for sin.

Cash Ryatt is a distraction. It's no secret the bad boy race car driver has built a reputation from two things. Winning and fu-front-page headlines. I've read he's the best at both, but I have no intention of finding out firsthand. I have my own plans, and they don't include making the gossip sites as his next one-night stand. My three older brothers, his bosses, would never stand for it anyway. So, how did I find myself daydreaming about the one man I've been forbidden from dating? His mere proximity causes my heart to beat wildly in my chest.

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.

The war was waged. The king got his queen, but where did that leave me? When I thought there was no hope, that suffering this lonely life was my destiny, I saw her. The bubblegum pink skirt caught my attention, but her doe eyes captured my heart. Could she be my SAVIOR? With her, I don’t have to hide the demons that haunt me, or to relive my darkest days alone. With me, she’s free to be whoever she wants to be. She’s amazing. Together, we’re two people clinging to a ray of sunshine that only the other can see.

I'm Danny Weston, supermodel. But one path was traded for another when I chose this career. Ten years later, I would trade my career to have it back. To have her back. But one path was traded for another when I chose this career. Ten years later, I would trade my career to have it back. To have her back. Reese Carmichael is the one woman I would give it all up for, and the only one I can't have. Yet.

Alexander IV has succeeded to the throne of the billion-dollar Kingwood Empire, but the people he thought he could trust aren't allies. They're enemies. Everyone he cares about is at risk. Decisions—SACRIFICES—must be made. What will he do to protect the people he loves? Will Sara Jane live or die?