Author: S.L. Scott
Release Date: November 3, 2014
The Redemption is a standalone novel. The Resistance is a standalone novel, but the two books share characters and background.
He was everything she never wanted. Yet, she couldn’t stop thinking about him.
Soulful, amber eyes
A sex, drugs, and rock n’roll reputation
A body that beckoned for sin
Three years ago Rochelle Floros was living her dream come true… then lost it all. On the worst day of her life, the last person she expected to be there for her was a rock star and tabloid favorite. Now, she’s trying to rebuild her life after the tragedy that destroyed her fairytale. Slowly, she found herself captivated by a sexy, bad boy drummer she had known for years.
Rochelle was caught between the grief that shrouded her heart and the charismatic man that made it race. What she didn’t know is if he was being sincere or toying with her heart. The Redemption is about finding the pulse of your soul in the most unlikely places and giving love a chance to grow.
Can what she wants really be what she needs? With his rhythm and her passion, can they make music together? Or will their harmony be lost forever?
Rochelle has lost her soul mate, the father of her two young children. The Resistance has lost one of their own. Together they are forced to deal with the sudden, unexpected loss. And though all of Rochelle’s toughest times there is one constant, Dex.
Dex is the drummer for The Resistance and has been in love with bandmate, Corry’s girl, for years. Now with Cory’s unexpected death Rochelle is left alone raising their two children. And through all of Dex’s addictions. He doesn’t think he’s good enough for Rochelle and he refuses to show how much he misses Cory, or his guilt for being in love with his friend’s widow.
I read this as a standalone without having read The Resistance first. I’m not sure if I missed any build up to this one or not, but I was on a time crunch and didn’t have much of a choice. Maybe I might have felt more for the characters than I did, but overall it wasn’t bad reading the two out of order. It can be done. I think.
At times Rochelle wasn’t the nicest to Dex and I really wanted to scream at her. There were times I didn’t understand why Dex would keep waiting around for her, but I was glad he waited her out and helped her through her mourning. He gave her what she needed when she needed it. I was happy with the ending, which was so sweet and perfect for them.
I also really enjoyed being able to get inside Dex’s head occasionally. It was like a treat getting his perspective, only a few times, but still fun.
“Here’s the truth of the matter. If we do this... again, there’s no going back to square one tomorrow. Not for me. I won’t be able to act like I don’t care about you, like I haven’t thought about you every day since we were together last. So it’s easier to stop now than later.”
With a discouraged sigh, I say, “You’re stronger than me, Dex.”
“No, I just know my greatest weakness is the woman beneath me right now.” He rolls over sighing in a way that shows frustration has set in. Turning his head to me, he says, “I want to fuck you so bad, but I also want to do all that making love stuff too. And if we do that, I can’t pretend it didn’t happen.” He sits up and walks to the other side of the room, leaning his back against the wall.
I prop myself up on my elbows, caught by the heaviness of the emotions I’m suddenly feeling for him.
“Go to sleep tonight. Fly home tomorrow.” He walks into the shadow of the entryway. “I’ll see you in a few weeks.”
I hear the door open as I fall back on the bed, my own sexual frustration setting in.
But just when I hear the door close, the weight of his body lands on top of me and he kisses me hard. Surprised, my eyes fly open, but then I go for it just like him and kiss him back with just as much passion. He pushes off of me again and stands between my legs. “I make very few promises in life, but this one I can make to you. Rochelle Floros, I’m coming for you. It’s our time, so get ready for me.” He turns abruptly and leaves me sitting there stunned... and tingly.
S.L. Scott is a former high-tech account manager with a journalism degree pursuing her passion for telling stories. She spends her days escaping into her characters and letting them lead her on their adventures. Live music shows, harvesting jalapenos and eating homemade guacamole are her obsessions she calls hobbies.
Scott lives in the beautiful Texas hill country of Austin with her husband, two young sons, two Papillons and a bowl full of Sea Monkeys.
Her novels include Naturally, Charlie, Good Vibrations, and A Prior Engagement.