Fame Series by Sage Ardman

I've been in love with the Fiery Boys for ten years now, so I was incredibly excited when they announced a reunion tour. Their music meant more to me than most people realized--it had literally saved my life. Back before they broke up, most people screamed for Chuck, the tall, seductive singer. Gabe, the guitarist, was usually their second choice, although I never understood why. Besides, I didn't want those two. The one I wanted was River, the buff and sexy drummer with the shaved head... moreI've been in love with the Fiery Boys for ten years now, so I was incredibly excited when they announced a reunion tour. Their music meant more to me than most people realized--it had literally saved my life. Back before they broke up, most people screamed for Chuck, the tall, seductive singer. Gabe, the guitarist, was usually their second choice, although I never understood why. Besides, I didn't want those two. The one I wanted was River, the buff and sexy drummer with the shaved head. Buck, the blue-eyed bass player, was my second favorite. No denying it, these were four gorgeous rockers. Not that any of this really mattered. I wasn't foolish enough to fall prey to the usual fan-girl fantasies that made people wait by the stage door and rip their clothes off. Well, except with River, who I could get pretty delusional about--he was crazy hot. But then two amazing things happened. First, the Fiery Boys ran a contest, offering one lucky woman the chance to ride on their tour bus for a week. And second, I won. less

Why was I playing con games again? I'd stopped doing that years ago and lived an honest life in New York City. Now suddenly I was swindling Alejandro, the sexy rocker who had topped charts for a decade. I was a huge fan, in love with his music and his seductive smile. How could I take his money? Unfortunately, I couldn't escape my past. I'd grown up on the streets, picking pockets, conning people, and forging art... moreWhy was I playing con games again? I'd stopped doing that years ago and lived an honest life in New York City. Now suddenly I was swindling Alejandro, the sexy rocker who had topped charts for a decade. I was a huge fan, in love with his music and his seductive smile. How could I take his money? Unfortunately, I couldn't escape my past. I'd grown up on the streets, picking pockets, conning people, and forging art. Thanks to my foster mother and her grifter friends, I knew all the rules of the con, and I'd gotten good at it. But I fell for an old trick, and the only way out was to scam Alejandro. I could con a crook easily enough, but cheating my favorite rock god was an entirely different story. In the end, nearly every con rule got broken, especially one of the most important ones: Never fall for the mark. less