S.L. Scott

Cash Ryatt is a distraction. It’s no secret the bad boy racecar 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 rags as his next grid girl 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. My knees go weak when his eyes find mine across the track. But it’s the way he kisses me as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist that has me falling into his playboy trap. I finally surrender to temptation, but only for one night, and for the record, there was no standing involved except against a door that got in our way. But no deed goes unpunished. No matter how good we are together. He’s given an ultimatum. Will he take his last chance to win the world championship or follow his heart back to me? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Complete Standalone. This fourth siblings story from The Westcott Family and only sister: Marina Westcott's book is called When I Had You. If you are looking for binge-worthy books (all complete standalones), make sure to check out her brothers' books: Swear on My Life - Now Available on Amazon, Kindle Unlimited, and in Audio Never Saw You Coming - Now Available on Amazon, Kindle Unlimited, and in Audio Noah Westcott - Now Available on Amazon, Kindle Unlimited, and in Audio

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author S.L. Scott brings the charm and romance, smiles and laughs to Along Came Charlie. This friends-to-more novel is packed with heartfelt emotion reminiscent of the best of chick lit of the past with a modern twist for today’s readers. ~~~ I’ll be your date, and you’ll be mine. Who says a funeral can’t be romantic? Okay, everyone. Including myself. That doesn’t stop the rumor mill from turning when I show up with a beautiful redhead on my arm. That redhead also just happens to be a stranger, relatively speaking. Charlotte Barrow and I have run into each other a few times—on the subway, at a bar, and now on our way to separate funerals. Instead of the prodigal son who let his parents down showing up alone, I traded favors and brought a date. The deal made sense at the time. ~~~ You be my date, and I’ll be yours. Who knew bringing a date to your ex-fiancé’s funeral would cause such a stir? Technically, I did. I invited him anyway for moral support. It didn’t hurt that he was handsome. The cold-hearted stares that greeted us didn’t matter. We found comfort in each other and formed a friendship from there. Charles Adams was nothing like my ex. The pressure wasn’t there to be anyone other than who I was. He also loved my cupcakes as much as I enjoyed his company. I always dreamed of finding my soul mate, and then along came Charlie. My perfect match was right here all along. Did I realize it too late?

She can't remember. He can't forget.An Enemies to Lovers, Rock Star, Second Chance, Standalone Romance from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, S.L. Scott.Flat on my back is not how I imagined meeting my new boss and hot-as-sin rock star. But here I am . . .If I didn’t already have amnesia, I’d be wishing for it now.In my defense, Laird Faris was only wearing a shameless smirk and a towel wrapped around his chiseled abs when we met.Brooding.Devastatingly handsome.Utterly intolerable.Naturally, I’m instantly attracted to him. It’s not only his broad shoulders and gorgeous face that wreck my equilibrium, but also a distinct tattoo on his chest that matches one on my hip.Our chemistry is off the charts.Searing kisses make his grumpiness bearable.Every touch we share is full of fire and flashes of memories, making me wonder if our connection isn’t destiny after all.But do the secrets he hides behind his icy blue eyes have something to do with the weekend I can’t remember and the past he can’t forget?

We aren’t temporary, baby. New York Times bestselling author, S.L. Scott, pens an emotional and raw, opposites attract, second chance, billionaire romance. Readers have dubbed Swear on My Life “Uniquely Unputdownable!” Warm brown eyes that melted my unsuspecting heart. A smile that knocked me off my feet. His touch—raw electricity. I never saw Harbor Westcott coming. I was a small-town girl with big city dreams and more ambition than money to my name. He had everything—money, privilege, and the world at his feet. Opposites in every way, but that didn’t matter. We were lightning in a bottle, and everything felt possible when we were together. Life was perfect. Or so I thought . . . Years later, I’m no more prepared for him than I was the first time. He swears on his life that we are meant to be forever, but I know I can’t survive this man twice.

One Night Will Never Be Enough 💜 We made a pact. One night. No strings. No attachments. No numbers exchanged. 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? Call me crazy or crazy in love. Either way, I’m not falling for him. Again.

The storm. The man. Both come without warning. My heart opens to Cooper Haywood the moment we meet. How can it resist? He’s charming, devastatingly handsome, and sweeps me off my feet before I realize the impact he’s making. And then it’s too late. We fall too fast to worry about the consequences. We love so hard that we ache when we’re apart. Even though I have a past that still haunts me and he has a future that could put us at risk, none of that matters when we’re together. Until it does. And then everything changes. Although the best thing he ever gave me now calls me Mommy, I can’t help but wonder if Cooper Haywood and that fateful storm were one and the same.

She was everything he never knew he needed. He was everything she avoided. 💗 It’s not the first time I’ve been called a stalker. I can’t blame Andrew Christiansen for thinking I am since we keep crossing paths, especially when I pop up in the most unexpected of places—his office. We’re opposites in every way. Not the kind that attract. I’ve been called a ray of sunshine. He’s been called a grumpy workaholic that needs an attitude adjustment. By me. Somehow, we become friends, the teasing, flirting, and kissing kind. But this thing blooming between us threatens to turn this relationship from friends-to-lovers into a full-blown office romance. That’s the least of my worries because one or two, little, okay big, secrets I’ve been keeping may turn him from the one I want into the one I can’t have.

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? 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. Two years later, the same man walks into my life. Again. A lot has changed. Not his devastating good looks, or that smug grin, but for me everything. Now that Noah's back-in my office and hanging around after hours-I can't get distracted. I must protect my secret-the one who calls me Mommy.

- Loch - I wish I could say it was love at first sight. But I can’t. Snarky. Impatient. Demanding. Everything about the woman standing next to me was complicated, from her designer clothes to her coffee order. I don’t do complicated unless it comes with a good time. And then it’s only for a night or two, max. I was more than happy to leave the coffee shop, and her, behind, but neither of us saw what was coming . . . - Tuesday - I wish I could say I remember him. But I can’t. Patient. Generous. Handsome. The same stranger who saved me steps in again when I have nowhere to go and no memory of who I am. He’s broody and rigid, but I see a different side of this gorgeous man and start to realize I’m not the only one who needs saving. Falling for him wasn’t in my plans, but as I search for answers to my past, I realize that I don’t worry about getting my memory back. My fear is losing my life twice.

I grab her exploring finger just as it reaches my happy trail—a trail that if I let her wander down further will lead us to do things we can’t take back. Things like three-word phrases being confessed that would end me if I was rejected. Things like selfishly wanting to own her body and doing things to her that would make my fantasies blush. And things like making her promises too soon that won’t do either of us any good. She makes me want a future that’s not possible, and one I don’t deserve. Listening to my ego got me into this situation. Will listening to my heart get me out?

My approach to dating has served me well. No hassles. No strings. No heartache. 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. Winning in both arenas is my specialty. The only thing I ever lost was the nerve to tell the girl of my dreams how I felt about her. Seven years later, I might be getting the opportunity when she moves into my spare bedroom. Though I used to laugh at the notion of love, her bright blue eyes, soft heart, and quick wit has me . . . feeling things. New emotions. And I’m starting to realize that if there’s one woman who can change my confirmed bachelor ways, it’s Tealey Bell, aka my Achilles’ heel. So when did it all go wrong? For that answer, we must go back to beginning when I promised one friend a favor and fell head over feels for another.

Living in a world built on pretenses, Everleigh Wright discovers how carefully orchestrated her Upper East Side life has been. Trapped in an arrangement for social prestige and financial gain, she finds life is not as idyllic as she once thought. William Ryder leads a life rich in family support and endless determination. While attending university in Manhattan, he becomes enamored with a classic beauty who holds many secrets beneath her quiet propriety. William falls head over heels crazy for her, and she falls for him and his unfaltering optimism and kindness. William and Everleigh may come from different worlds, but their attraction is instant and their love undeniable. Hoping love conquers all, they will find out if their love is unstoppable when faced with the consequences of breaking a prior engagement. “Right here, right now is all that matters.”

It’s good to be me. Thanks to my last name, money is no object. According to the ladies, I’m charming. And if I do say so myself, and I do, I’m good looking too. I’m used to getting my way. Every. Single. Time. That is until Mallory Wray, a brunette beauty, lands in Hawaii. Now my new favorite pastime is how to bed the gorgeous co-ed. Again. … An escape. I’ll call it what it is. But there are worse places to spend the next three months than in paradise. A fresh start without the chill of Colorado or cheating exes is exactly what I need. No one is going to ruin this for me, especially not gorgeous playboys. That is until I decide to throw caution to the wind and fall right into Evan Ashford’s bed. Unlike him, I can’t separate my heart from my head, so I get out before I get hurt. Again. I thought I left my broken heart on the mainland, but now I’m starting to wonder if Evan can heal it. Here goes everything . . . Hold onto your heart because Evan Ashford is about to steal it. Escape to paradise with this alpha playboy in the Playboy in Paradise Trilogy, an Emotional, Contemporary, New Adult Bestselling Romance.

You don't choose when.You don't choose where.And you don't get to choose who you fall in love with.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.One night. That was all it took for Holliday's world to be flipped on its axis. Jack Dalton was cocky. Smug. Volatile. Demanding. He ignited something deep inside her like no other, but there was something more to this brooding bad boy. There was a dark side to him she couldn't help but be drawn to.Torn between what she knew about him and a mysterious side he tried to hide, could she walk away or was he simply too hard to resist?