He’s a rock star with stage fright. She’s a therapist with a dangerous secret…

Sebastian Roe was shot onstage during a concert five years ago, leaving him with a deep fear of performing. But his love of music is too strong to keep him off a stage forever, despite the fact the police never caught the gunman. He figures announcing a U.S. tour will force him back onstage, but unfortunately, it’s bringing up his worst nightmare and puts his sold-out comeback tour in jeopardy.

New York therapist Mia Merrill was in the audience the night of Sebastian’s fateful concert. She loves his music, but she’s torn when she’s asked to help him cope with his PTSD. And it’s because she’s harboring a terrible secret: She’s the reason he was shot.

Driven by guilt and a need to atone, Mia agrees to take Sebastian on as a patient. But no sooner do they start to make progress on Sebastian’s stage fright – and just as romantic sparks begin to fly between them – the gunman announces he’s back to finish the job.

“A backstage peek at the crazy, glamorous rock star world.” — Brenda Hiatt, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author

“Sexy, intense and emotional!” — Cynthia Eden, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author

“… you will fall in love with Sebastian Roe from the first page.” — Fierce Romance

“…a crazy, fast-paced adventure. It was a definite five-star experience! — Chick Lit Central

ROCK STAR
Rock Star Romances Book 1
© BY LEIGH COURT

Sebastian Roe lived for nights like this one.

The roar of the audience echoed in his ears, the wail of Nick’s guitar made his body vibrate, the pounding of Trevor’s drums pulsed like a living heartbeat.

In concert, Sebastian gave every ounce of energy to his fans, every drop of sweat, everything he had. They loved him for it, and he fed off that love. Hell, he mainlined it. And this moment of anticipation before each song started was a breathless excitement that danced along his nerve endings.

The first recognizable notes of “I Can’t Live Without You” launched into the air and the roar of the crowd became thunder. A solid wall of sound. Even with his in-ear monitor, Sebastian could hardly hear Nick’s guitar to listen for his cue to start singing. But he knew this song as well as he knew his own name, so he strutted to the front of the stage, throwing open his arms in a show of embracing them all. Every single person out there in the audience.

The roar got even louder.

“The sands of time run through my hands, my dreams and hopes and all my plans,” he crooned, his voice intentionally cracking to convey the sad emotion of the song. “I can’t live without you.”

It was his biggest hit. But more than any of his songs, Sebastian’s favorite music was the sound of the crowd’s deafening approval. He wasn’t disappointed now.

He grinned widely and then felt an odd sting in the vicinity of his left shoulder. Weird. It pushed him back on the stage a few steps, almost as if a ghost had just shoved him. He looked around, but clearly nobody else was onstage except him and the band.

The sting became a burn, but he ignored it. Had he just pulled a muscle? No time to deal with it now. He took a breath, readying for the next verse, but was distracted by an odd warmth now spreading across his chest. He looked down and tried to make sense of what he was seeing – a stain on his shirt where he’d felt that stinging burn. As he watched, the stain got larger. It was a dark shade of red.

It was blood. His blood.

His head started to spin and he sank to his knees. The wail of Nick’s guitar stopped. The pounding of Trevor’s drums stopped. Everything went eerily quiet in an arena built for sound.

Sebastian was aware of the heat of the spotlights still trained directly on him, and as his vision started to fade, his last thought was that he’d lived his life on a stage, and tonight he was going to die on one.

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