80's Axl Rose Novels & Stories

I swallowed the food in my mouth, drank some water and cleared my throat. "My name is Rose, Dr. Alexander, and while it hasn't been so long since we'd last seen each other, it's nice seeing you here." I was proud of my voice for coming out all confident even though I didn't feel like that at the moment, not when my head has been buried in my food. "You're determined not to call me Alexander, just Alexander." Precisely, at least not outside of my head. I looked up and he had an amused smile on his face.

Then, he gave me a polite smile. The view changed after that. Rose stood there, lost in her thoughts. Everything around her is dark and broken. She started to move, she moved her right foot towards the jeep, then she slowly moved another and after a step she stopped and turned her neck to her shoulder and a drop of water moved out from her beautiful black eyes and then slipped on her red cheeks.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

"As if he would ever let her touch any of his cars." Rose was dressed in a very tight skirt that stopped just below her panties. Her top was a sorry excuse for a blouse. If she had worn none, no one would notice the difference. The transparent blouse revealed a black lace bra barely holding her tits. She had decided on a crimson shade for her hair today. "Talk about a harlot." Donald muttered under his breath. "She is so different from Claire." Axel smiled. "If I ever think about making Claire pass out, all I need to do is tell her I would dress her up like this and dump her on the road."

"There are actual rose pieces inside. It's one of my favorites from all that I'm selling." "Then, I'll take this one." He nodded his head. "Great! A beautiful rose for a beautiful lady." I giggled and held the rose tightly with my hands. "Thank you." I felt Axel's heated gaze through my peripheral vision, but I paid him no attention. He's probably just having his mood swings once again. The cute boy then turned his attention to Axel and Sebastian. "How about for the two gentlemen. Would you like anything?" "Oh, yeah. I'd like some—," Sebastian tried to say, but Axel interrupted him.

I'll be back you won't even know I'm gone (winks and left) CLAIRE: Anya is so cool ROSE: I know CLAIRE: Oh my God Rosie, look at that car. ROSE: I'm not a fan of cars but I know beauty when I see it. AXEL: And so do I. Hello girls ROSE: Um...who...are you? AXEL: I'm Axel (stretches his hands forth to shake) CLAIRE: (took his hand) Claire ROSE: (took his hand) Rose AXEL: Wow. What beautiful names you have. Matching your physical appearance

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

Mia quickly nodded with small smile as he walked away. Inside, Axel sat on a stool in the living room, his elbows resting on the table as he gazed at the flower before him, as if waiting for it to secretly move. It was a rose in a white vase with black floral designs, much like the one his mother had kept by the window when he was a child, though not quite the same. Even now, he always kept the vase close. If the rose died, he would replace it, just as his mother had done.

The teacher asked, with his tone soft and gentle instantly. Xander stood up from his desk and there was a dead silence. His figure was like a wall and there was a strong aura around him that sent shivers around everyone. His body was well-built with heavy muscles that could be seen through the school uniform. I could see the tattoo of a dragon and wolf on his arms. His torso was so huge it made his shirt tighten over his body. Each step he took was enough to send everyone shaking so hard. I looked up at his stony face and my heart skipped a beat. I never knew I could be this afraid, but I was losing control. The man in front of me was so fierce.

When she couldn’t bear it anymore, she stood up and walked out of the hall while everyone was seated to hear Austin George, the popular billionaire in Los Angeles. “I want to thank Miss Felicia, the director of Hero Community Music Centre, for a good job,” Austin continued. Rose had already turned away, but when she heard him thank Miss Felicia, she glanced back with disgust. Austin raised his head, and his eyes fell on Rose. “Tha—nnkk you all,” he stammered, his voice breaking from the shock of seeing her. He leaned closer to Robin who stood directly behind him, and whispered; “That woman, that is leaving, make sure you get her and bring her to me, alive!”