I fell for Connor Drake. I didn’t want to; I fought against it, but I fell in love with him anyway. With his words. With his poetry. With him. The gentleness and beauty of his soul that speaks directly to mine. He writes as if he can feel my heart, hear its cadence and compose the exact right lyrics to accompany every beat and flow.

I’m in love with Connor…so why do I feel an inexplicable pull to his best friend, Weston? Grouchy, sullen, brooding Weston Turner, who could cut you down with a look. Fiercely intelligent with a razor sharp wit and acid tongue, he’s the exact opposite of Connor in every way, and yet there’s electricity in the air between us. The thorny barbs Weston wraps around himself can’t keep me away.

But the more time I spend with these men, the more tangled and confused my emotions become. When they both sign up for the Army Reserves during a time of increasing strife in the Middle East, I fear I’ll never unravel my own heart that sometimes feels as if it will tear straight down the middle…for both of them.

Bring Down the Stars is an emotional, angst-filled novel of unrequited love by bestselling author, Emma Scott, and is inspired by the classic tale, Cyrano de Bergerac. (Roxanne) It is Book I in the Beautiful Hearts Duet, coming this summer. Book II, Long Live the Beautiful Hearts, to be released a few weeks later. #lovetriangle #confusedhearts #notamenage





Bring Down the 6 Stars

WOW! I am absolutely floored by this author’s talent.  THIS BOOK KILLS.  I can tell she poured her heart and soul into this story and it shows – another masterpiece and unforgettable story you do not want to miss.  I am speechless — completely numb right now except devastated, emotional, confused, and my heart hurts so bad – for a boy from the wrong side of the tracks.  A rich kid with a huge heart who befriends him, and a girl who fell in love with them both.

Here is the truth, Emma Scott is an ALWAYS and FOREVER MUST read author for me so I read the blurb because I know she does not do anything half-hearted.  I know once I pick up one of Emma’s books it’s going to be EPIC and this one is no different.  Weston had a shit childhood period.  What he lacks in materials and finances he made up with his intelligence.  Weston won a scholarship to a private school where he met Connor, a trust fund boy with a senator for a mother.  Connor came from a good family and they took Weston and his family under their wings.  The two were inseparable.  They went on to college together and that’s when they met Autumn.  Connor saw Autumn first but Weston was the first to have a conversation with her.  The threesome became friends and eventually Autumn chose Connor.  Despite the fact that Weston loved Autumn the first moment he saw her, he steps back because loyalty lies with his friend.  They all have big dreams for the future but their lives change forever after a trip home to Connor’s family to celebrate Thanksgiving.  Connor and Weston both sign up to serve the country.  In the days leading up to their deployment something changed in all of them.  Connor became a little more distant, Weston a little more caring and concerned for Autumn, and Autumn a lot more confused after a drunken evening of their deployment.  Why?

All I am going to say is that this story is not as simple as you think.  It’s not about college romance or sport stars.  This unrequited love story is ALL HEART and feels, complicated, intense, agnsty and poignant.  As the author put it – it’s not a typical love triangle but rather confused hearts.  The ending to the book left me a complete emotional mess.  I don’t think I have any tears left and my feelings are so jumbled.  I am numb.  I think I know what is coming and I am heartbroken.  I can’t imagine how any of them will move on with their lives when the lies and deceit come to light.  I am in pain for their suffering, heartache, and pain. We must wait for the conclusion, and I have no doubt Emma Scott will do them all justice with Long Live the Beautiful Hearts.

Must I say it, but honestly – The writing is just stunning, poetic, and breathtaking.  I don’t think I can write a review that conveys how amazing this book is.  There is no substitute for reading it so just pick up this masterpiece and you will not regret it.  Wine and tissues are a MUST!



Later that night, Connor lay sprawled on the couch with SportsCenter blaring, scrolling his phone. I sat at the kitchen table, tapping my pen against an empty page in my notebook and contemplating running as my Object of Devotion. I couldn’t muster the blood and guts to put it to paper. I liked running. It served a purpose, but did I want to make it my life?

“Oh shit,” Connor cried from behind me.

“What is it?”

“I accidentally texted her.”

“Who?” I said, knowing damn well who.

“Autumn. I was fucking messing around and I hit that stupid predictive text thing, then panicked and hit send.”

“So what?”

“I don’t text or call a girl until at least three days have passed.”

I set down my pen and turned around. “Are you serious?”

“Of course I’m serious. It looks desperate to text her the same day.

I hid a smile. “What did you text?”

“Just ‘yes’.” His eyes widened. “Shit. She’s texting me back.”

Connor jumped up from the couch and came to where I sat, standing next to my chair as we both watched his phone.

Yes…? J

Connor typed, Hey.

I smirked. “Really?”

“Yeah, so?”

A pause, then a new text bubbled up. What’s up?

“Now she’s annoyed,” I said. “Or impatient.”

Connor looked to me. “What do I say?”

“Why are you asking me?”

“You’re good at this shit. How many papers did you write for me at Sinclair?”

“This is not the same thing.”

“Ballpark.” Connor made a face. “Dude, she’s waiting.”

I frowned, thought for a moment. “Tell her the truth.”

“Hell no—”

“Tell her the truth but make it better. Tell her you were messing with your phone while thinking about her. Tell her that you wanted to talk to her so badly, your subconscious made it happen.”

“Oh, that’s good.”

Connor’s fingers flew, and then he hit send.

There was a pause and no answer.

Connor frowned. “What’s this mean?”

“It’s good. I mean she’s thinking about what you said.”

The rolling dots of Autumn’s reply came in.

The old ‘accidental text’ move? I feel like I’ve seen that before…;-)

“She’s not letting you off the hook so easily,” I said, smiling despite myself. “Don’t deny. Tell her she’s one hundred percent right. You’ll make any excuse to talk to her.”

“That’s perfect, man.”

Connor typed and hit send.

I like your honesty, came the reply.

“Hey, it’s working.” Connor beamed. “Now what?”

It was working, and I didn’t like what it was.

“I don’t know, man,” I said, waving a hand. “Type something. Whatever you’re thinking.”

“I want her to go out with me.”

“Then ask.”

With a horrible fascination, I watched Connor type, So, dinner?

“Jesus, dude,” I said.

“What? That’s exactly what you told me to do.”

“Not like that,” I said. “I told you she needs romance.”

I don’t know, she wrote. I have so much work to do already.

“Fuck,” Connor said. He nudged me with his phone. “Wes, man, you do it.”

I blinked. “Do what now?”

“Ask her out for me. The right way.”

I stared.

“Look, this girl is special. I’m not too proud to admit I need back-up getting things rolling with her.” He grinned that winning smile. “C’mon. Just this once.”


Connor shoved his phone into my hand. “Come on, man. Do what you do. Write something witty and poetic. Something that’ll impress her enough to get me another text. Another…anything.” He clapped me on the shoulder. “Write something that knocks her on her ass and gets me in the door. That’s all I ask.”

I looked at Connor’s phone in my hand and Autumn Caldwell’s text, waiting for an answer. I felt my best friend’s expectations literally breathing down my neck as he leaned over me.

Ignoring the small ache in my heart, I thought about what I would’ve said to Autumn had it been my phone in my hand, and began to type.






Emma Scott is a bestselling author of emotional, character-driven romances in which art and love intertwine to heal, and in which love always wins. If you enjoy thoughtful, realistic stories with diverse characters and kind-hearted heroes, you will enjoy my novels.


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