The Truth of Tristan Lyons (Legendary Rock Stars 4)

He’s a famous rock star trying to disappear. She just wants to get lost.The heartbreaker.Tristan Lyons needed to get away. With the band in pieces, an island in the sun seemed like the perfect place to be lost. Only she crashes his pity party as a second houseguest.A deal is made.An agreement struck.Their shared space could be another way to lose himself, only the more they pretend, the more he desires the truth.The mystery guest.Isolde Ireland wanted a break. A life under scrutiny gets old and an unwanted future led her to her favorite place in the islands. Only an unsolicited visitor claims the place as his.No names.No histories.But togetherness leads to all kinds of adventure and the more she withholds the truth, the more emotions cannot be denied.A romantic favorite of forced proximity and forbidden love where two hearts and true love cannot be ignored, and Fate has a plan to make certain it’s not.Sway forward, Tristan Lyons.+++The Legendary Rock Stars is a series and best enjoyed in order:The Legend of Arturo KingThe Story of Lansing LotteThe Quest of Perkins ValeThe Truth of Tristan LyonsThe Trials of Guinevere DeGranceFull-length novels full of rock star hotness, strong heroines, gritty sexiness, and a bit of suspense. Heartbreaker. I understand why I have the nickname. Hey, what can I say? I like women. All women. It doesnt matter what shape, size, or color. Im even into sharing. Ive done it all, seen it all, but Im at an all-time low. Who wouldnt be? My best friend is missing. My uncles an asshole. I dont know who I am without The Nights. We are a band of brothers, soldiering through the world with our music. Only, our faithful leader is gone, and everyone else in the band is falling for the oldest trap: love. Love is a lie. It is painful. It is hurtful. I need a break. I want to be alone. I'm not prepared to share the exclusive home on the Island. I'm not prepared for her. I dont know who she is or why she's here. She tells me to call her Ireland. I tell her my first name only. Originally, I dont want to believe she doesnt recognize me. Bass guitarist for The Nights, come on? After a while we both play the game. Secrets are another form of lies, aren't they? Our fantasy will crash to reality too soon. Secrets catch up to you. The truth has to be told. It confirms what I already know: love is a lie. Until her.