In Thoughtless, Kiera told her story. Now it's time to hear from the sexy rock star who captivated us all . . .
The only place Kellan Kyle has ever felt at home is onstage. Gripping his guitar in a darkened bar, he can forget his painful past. These days his life revolves around three things: music, his bandmates, and hot hookups. Until one woman changes everything . . . Kiera is the kind of girl Kellan has no business wanting-smart, sweet, and dating his best friend. Certain he could never be worthy of her love, he hides his growing attraction . . . until Kiera's own tormented heart hints that his feelings might not be one-sided. Now, no matter the consequences, Kellan is sure of one thing-he won't let Kiera go without a fight.
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About S.C. Stephens
S. C. Stephens is a #1 bestselling author who spends her every free moment creating stories that are packed with emotion and heavy on romance. In addition to writing, she enjoys spending lazy afternoons in the sun reading, listening to music, watching movies, and spending time with her friends and family. She and her two children reside in the Pacific Northwest.
S.C. Stephen’s SM:
I have been thinking of this for days and waiting for this book for years.
It was perfection. Plain and simple. I have no idea how Shannon pulled this off. Most times when doing a POV from the other side it's pretty much the same. But this was not. Kellan and SC did not disappoint. It was haunting and breathtaking and very much worth the wait. If you thought Thoughtless was heartbreaking, then you have no idea what you're in for. Thoughful was a thousand times more painful. It made me despise Kerira all over again lol. Then I had to take a breather and remember that I HAVE read the series. I know what happens. The outcome. I know she is a different person and how much she loves our beloved Kellan. It still hurt. To see how much he loved from the very first time he seen her. How his heart was ripped to shreads, the lengths he would go to to just be with her. We knew he cared deeply for her and the pain he went through in Thoughless. But not like this.To watch it unfold is beautiful and devastating. Each page is better than the last. All the additions and thoughts, interactions, feelings we got, that we didnt before was pure perfection. The parts with the band, Griffin and especially Evan had me in stitches. Even how him and Denny would interact with each other was amusing. Especially after Denny finds out about the two of them. "No, actually we didn't do much sleeping." ( I died! LOL ) Kellan's comments are totally in Kellan fashion and I am so happy and proud of what this book was. I was not let down at all. Thoughful deserves more stars and words than I can give, or describe. SC does not let us Kellan Kyle lovers down. Thoughtless is my favorite series and book ever. I have read it probably at least 500 times. And now Thoughful takes that #1 spot in my heart <3 Kellan Kyle always has that #1 spot in my heart. If you have ANY reservations about this book. I PROMISE, you will NOT be disappointed or let down. We get to see the other side of story unfold. So for that, THANK YOU, Shannon for creating the most romantic fictional male alive. He is perfection and so is this series. Thank you for everything.
Now........................BRING ON GRIFFIN!!!!:-D
"We were meant to be, Kellan. We need each other."
finger into my drink and wet the backs of our hands. Kiera watched every move I made
as I shook some salt over our hands. When she made no move to drink her shot, I broke
the ice and took mine so she’d feel more comfortable about doing this with me. My throat
was numb from doing Jäger shots all night, so it didn’t even burn. It burned for Kiera
Her tongue came out to lick the salt off her hand, her mouth opened to receive her
drink, and her lips curled around the lime, squeezing its juices. It was an erotic thing to
watch. Then her face twisted into a grimace. I chuckled at her reaction, then poured us
The second shot went down easier for her. The third was even easier. We didn’t
talk, just drank. And the more alcohol she consumed, the hungrier her eyes became. She
was staring at me as tenaciously as the women in the bar did. I did my best to ignore it,
but it was difficult to do…I wanted her to look at me like that. I wanted to look at her like
that. But I wasn’t about to make any assumptions on what was going to happen tonight.
We were just two friends sharing a drink. Two single friends who had almost shared a lot
By the fourth shot, the alcohol was getting to me. I spilled the tequila trying to
pour it in those tiny little glasses. I laughed as I almost dropped the lime from my mouth.
I was way beyond buzzing now.
On the fifth shot, everything changed. Just as I was bending down to lick the salt
from my skin, Kiera took my hand and ran her tongue over the back of it. She was soft,
wet, warm, and felt amazing on my sensitive body. I wanted her to keep doing it, but she
pulled back to drink her tequila shot. When she placed her wedge of lime between my
lips, my heart sped up. Was she…?
She was. Her mouth reached up to connect with mine. Our lips pressed together as
she sucked on the lime. All I could taste was lime and her. It was an intoxicating
combination. But it wasn’t nearly satisfying enough. I needed more.
My breath felt strained when Kiera pulled away. Ragged. She teasingly removed
the lime from her mouth and set it on the counter. When she seductively licked her
fingers, my resolve evaporated. I suddenly didn’t give a shit what we’d been before, or
who we’d been with. I didn’t care if she’d dated Denny—that seemed like a long-past
memory at the moment. I didn’t care about Evan’s warnings, my regrettable experience
with bedding roommates, my promise to Denny to stay away, or my own decision to not
cross that uncrossable line. Kiera kissed me. She wanted me. And fuck, I wanted her too.
I took my shot of tequila straight, slammed the glass on the counter, then pulled
her back to my mouth, where she belonged.
Our lips moving together felt better than I had imagined. There was so much
eager, pent-up passion, I felt like we were both going to burst into flames. I couldn’t get
enough of her. My hand on the back of her neck tightened, drawing her in even closer.
My other hand found the small of her back. Perfection.