Thursday, 7 December 2017

NEW RELEASE & REVIEW: Everest by S L Scott



Title: Everest

Author: S.L. Scott

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: December 7, 2017

SYNOPSIS

From New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, comes a ROMANTIC SUSPENSE STANDALONE that will have you on the edge of your seat and swooning over this ALPHA BILLIONAIRE.

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.
I let her slip through my fingers once. I won’t make that mistake twice.

Secrets broke us apart. Can a second chance bring us back together?


Cover Design: RBA Designs

Cover Image: Scott Hoover Photography

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/EverestGR



Caroline's Review
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


Oh, God! Seriously loved this book!! Full of heart and emotion. 

"She's shaped like a woman I want to meet."

One night, Ethan Everest has the world at his feet. He's a confident young man who knows what he wants out of life, and where he's going. When he spies a beautiful girl at a party, they share an almost-kiss before he's pulled away. One year later, after seeing her here and there all over the city, he finally gives in to the tantalising desire and fascination for her that's never gone away. However, his life is complicated.

"It's not lost on me. Ethan Everest wants to sleep with me. It's also not overlooked that he likes our friendship."

Singer Davis definitely noticed Ethan Everest on the first night they ever met. She hasn't been able to stop thinking about him, but what could a gorgeous man like him see in a girl like her? So, they hang out, as friends, in spite of the mixed messages Ethan keeps sending out. 

"She makes me feel too much - vulnerable, bare, but important. I should push her away, but I can't."

I just love this author's writing style. She always manages to make her stories feel dreamy. This was a beautiful but angsty, slow burn romance. I loved the sizzling chemistry between Ethan and Singer. I adored his protectiveness and thoughtfulness of her. The more he tried to keep her at a distance, the more powerless he became in the face of her beauty, her intelligence, and her goodness. 

"I'm here. The quiet that steals your thoughts and causes you to shut down on me, I need you to fight it."

I adored the growth of their relationship. The trust and emotion between them was gorgeous and almost tangible. The author always writes with great sensitivity, and there's usually a shocking surprise or two in the plot, making the whole thing a riveting read.

Another fabulous offering from this talented author. Thoroughly recommend!!

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EXCERPT


Singer

Slipping off my shoes, I dim the lights on the wall panel. I take my clothes off and hang them on a hook near the door before returning to the tub.
   The tub, warm and inviting as I step in, eases my aching feet from my high heels and the tension in my shoulders. I pour some of the bubble suds and giggle. That was so cute and showed me a whole new side to Ethan—the at-home Texan who relates to his roots—instead of the strong, quieter, broodier man I see sometimes.
   While the suds foam and the tub fills, I look out the window. The sky is clear up here. The buildings are far enough apart to avoid spying on neighbors. It’s like floating in heaven.
   I hear his knock on the door, so I call, “Come in,” while making sure the bubbles cover all the important parts.
   Ethan walks in with two glasses of champagne in one hand and the bottle in the other.
   “You came prepared,” I note, leaning back on one side of the tub.
   “I thought I might join you.” He waggles his eyebrows.
   I giggle and reach for a glass. “Come on in,” I reply and wonder if he will really take me up on my dare.
   He sets the bottle and his glass down on the side of the tub. His tie was removed before he came in and I notice his shoes are long gone, along with his jacket. When he starts on the buttons of his shirt, I sit up, scooping suds over me. “Wait, for real?”
   “Yep. I think that tub’s big enough for the two of us.”
   “But you said you don’t take baths.”
   “I also said I’ve never used this one. Seems like an opportune time.”
   “But I’m naked,” I say, worried about everything—his body naked next to mine, not shaving my legs before I went out tonight. My mind flickers through my flaws. Ugh. No. Just no. Not like that. That stuff should be shared in the dark of a bedroom under the influence of alcohol and desperate sex. We’re too sober for this. I’m too sober for this. What does he possibly see in me when he has women like Nicolina waiting?
   He’s more than I’ve imagined, and in some senses, it scares me. He’s the sort of man women like Nicolina land. For once though, it was as if she saw me as competition. The feeling is exhilarating.
   “Like I said, seems like an opportune time.”
   His shirt is dropped, his undershirt following quickly behind. Good God Almighty. What does a guy who looks like that see in me? “I see you like to work out.” I clear my throat and want to bonk my head on the side of the tub for saying it out loud.
   Chuckling, he says, “I have a gym down the hall. It’s how I relieve stress.”
   “I thought that’s what sex was for.” I gasp and cover my mouth, wishing I could keep my crazy thoughts in my head where they belong instead of on my tongue. His eyes are heavy, a smirky smirk restraining a laugh. “God, you cannot let me talk when I’m nervous.”
   “If this is what happens when you’re nervous, I’ll make you nervous more often.” His pants come down and my curiosity is answered. Tonight he’s in boxers. When he catches my eyes on his package, I’m thankful I’m wearing waterproof mascara because I immediately go underwater. Screw my makeup. It’s really the only way to keep my mouth in check at this point. I count to five and then pop back up. With my hands covering my boobs, I ask, “You’re really coming in?”
   “Yes, scoot over.”
   Good God Almighty.






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.


AUTHOR LINKS
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Huffington Post Contributor Page: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sl-scott
S.L. Scott FB Reader Group: http://www.facebook.com/groups/slscottbooks
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