The Boy in the Band Series by N.J. Frost

This book is intended for a mature audience 18+ It contains strong language, sex and references to drug use. “Troubled rock star Jamie Grimes was found dead at his London home earlier today.” So there you have it. Jamie is dead… and it's no surprise. A victim of his addictions - his love of drugs and his love for her. Sylvie Smith isn’t just any girl. She was my best friend’s girl. No, not just his girl, she was his downfall... moreThis book is intended for a mature audience 18+ It contains strong language, sex and references to drug use. “Troubled rock star Jamie Grimes was found dead at his London home earlier today.” So there you have it. Jamie is dead… and it's no surprise. A victim of his addictions - his love of drugs and his love for her. Sylvie Smith isn’t just any girl. She was my best friend’s girl. No, not just his girl, she was his downfall. She’s the last woman on earth I should want, but the instant I set eyes on her I know. She will be my downfall too… Thrown together in the aftermath of Jamie’s death, Blake and Sylvie's worlds are set to collide. Are they a disaster waiting to happen or an epic love story about to begin? Find out in this prequel novella to THE BOY IN THE BAND. less

This book is intended for a mature audience 18+ It contains strong language, sex and references to drug use. Let me introduce us... Sylvie Smith – that’s me. Head A&R girl at Artemis Records. Girl about town, with a thing for boys in bands. I have the perfect job – if you like to fuck up-and-coming rock stars, which I do, probably more often than I should. I have a crazy beautiful life and it’s more than a little complicated right now. Blake Nelson – my current nemesis... moreThis book is intended for a mature audience 18+ It contains strong language, sex and references to drug use. Let me introduce us... Sylvie Smith – that’s me. Head A&R girl at Artemis Records. Girl about town, with a thing for boys in bands. I have the perfect job – if you like to fuck up-and-coming rock stars, which I do, probably more often than I should. I have a crazy beautiful life and it’s more than a little complicated right now. Blake Nelson – my current nemesis. Frontman for The Flood, the band I’m in the process of getting signed. The guy I’m obsessively thinking about NOT fucking, pretty much all the time. Why? Well he may be to die for, but he hates me and I hate him right back. He thinks I destroyed his best friend. The ghosts of our pasts are such vicious things. They don’t stop me from wanting him though. Wanting boys like him is in my blood. Chris Kavanagh – my long term fuck-buddy. Lead singer of Vertigo, the band who just cleaned up at The Brits. Chris Kavanagh, playboy of the rock world, who just got voted sixth sexiest man on the planet. Chris Kavanagh who told me that love was for suckers. Well hell, it seems he only went and got suckered himself. By who? I’ll give you one guess. This is the thing. Love just isn’t for me. I’m fine with my fucking. I’m never going to fall in love. EVER. I’m not going to let Chris Kavanagh wear me down, nor give Blake Nelson the satisfaction of seeing that I want him. I don’t have to explain myself, or change myself for anyone. Blake Nelson is just THE BOY IN THE BAND. My day job. I’m not going to let him turn my world upside down with those lethal eyes, the ‘fuck me’ voice or his devastating smile. You know what they say about best laid plans. So aren’t you just a little bit intrigued, like me, to see how all this plays out? less