80's Axl Rose Novels & Stories

Had to dress the occasion right… I walk out of my room, and head downstairs that was already booming with heavy R&B music. Scanning the crowd I found his mop of red hair, Matt and beside him was Rosie, a beautiful Asian. “You look stunning!” I yelled over the music as I engulfed them in a hug and Rosie flaunts her pink bikini and compliments me back not before giving a slap to my ass. I chuckled as we all took a round of drinks, while others were onto shots we laid back until a whole group approached us. Built guys looking over Rosie and I just as the devil himself appears…..Axel Fucking Walker.

I let out a deep sigh but I waste no time on respond before looking down at my laptop; trying to look for any work that I should do—but there's nothing. Yes, Alessia is the one who helped clear out my name from any death lists. She also helped clear out Rose's name due to the deal we've made; and because of that, I'm stuck with her. Apparently, she's capable of doing sorts because of her father's position. I can fall and crumble with death if it wasn't for her—she practically helped her father believe me for something in return. ''There's nothing else I should do,'' I reply. She sways her hips to the side before slowly approaching me and leaning forward; revealing her cleavage but with a gla

Axel let go of my hand, walked to the center table, and picked up the broken rose. He walked back to me, a soft smile on his face as he slipped the rose into my hair, stepping back with his hands on his hips to admire his work. “There. It’s complete now.” “What’s your obsession with roses anyway?” I asked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He held my hand again, interlocking our fingers and we left the house. “They remind me of someone,” he finally answered as we walked over to his apartment. “Someone beautiful, a little dangerous, and impossible to forget.”