Author: | Vivian Lux | ISBN: | 1230001866155 |
Publisher: | Velvetfire Press | Publication: | September 9, 2017 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Vivian Lux |
ISBN: | 1230001866155 |
Publisher: | Velvetfire Press |
Publication: | September 9, 2017 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
He's every girl's rockstar fantasy.
And he wants me?
Zoe:
Lowell Stowe is the drummer for Ruthless, the biggest rock band on the planet. And all of a sudden he's one of the hottest faces in town. A rock god turned model...and he's interested in me?
This can't possibly be reality.
His skilled musician fingers play my body like an instrument. His lips make me forget about the stress of my real life.
It's fun to pretend that I'm someone else for a while.
But it's going to all fall apart. I know this. I'm not stupid. Now, I've got to figure out how to end this high-flying fantasy before it crashes down on top of me.
Low:
Loyalty to my band meant I had to step out from behind the drumkit for the first time in my life.
Now my face is everywhere and there are paparazzi camped out in front of my building.
Zoe is a distraction from all this weirdness. Her soft body fits in my hands like she was made for me and I can't get enough of the way she sounds when she cries out my name.
But I've been down this road before. She can't possibly understand the ties that bind me.
I'm going to hurt her. I'm going to break her heart. There is no denying this will end badly.
So why can't I walk away?
He's every girl's rockstar fantasy.
And he wants me?
Zoe:
Lowell Stowe is the drummer for Ruthless, the biggest rock band on the planet. And all of a sudden he's one of the hottest faces in town. A rock god turned model...and he's interested in me?
This can't possibly be reality.
His skilled musician fingers play my body like an instrument. His lips make me forget about the stress of my real life.
It's fun to pretend that I'm someone else for a while.
But it's going to all fall apart. I know this. I'm not stupid. Now, I've got to figure out how to end this high-flying fantasy before it crashes down on top of me.
Low:
Loyalty to my band meant I had to step out from behind the drumkit for the first time in my life.
Now my face is everywhere and there are paparazzi camped out in front of my building.
Zoe is a distraction from all this weirdness. Her soft body fits in my hands like she was made for me and I can't get enough of the way she sounds when she cries out my name.
But I've been down this road before. She can't possibly understand the ties that bind me.
I'm going to hurt her. I'm going to break her heart. There is no denying this will end badly.
So why can't I walk away?