Hard Rock Nick Novels & Stories

Her voice cracked in between, “he was just using me.” “He is a piece of shit Flora, don't cry because of such a guy. He isn't worth it.” I said as I wiped off the tears that escaped from her eyes. “Nick is a raging bull remember?” She chuckled along with me at my comment, remembering the time of insult at the first day. “Extremely flared.” We both laughed. A genuine laugh after days. “So what’s going on with you and that nerd, what was his name again?” She paused and I added the missing word in return to her sentence. “Zachariah.”

“Who can blame him if he wants to get the hell away from the asshole?” “Enough,” Luke repeated and yet again, the group settled. Nick saw that the man had the respect of every guy in the room – even the dickhead Dalton – and he relaxed a bit more. “Tell the guys what you do, Nick.” “Oh. I was a martial arts professional in karate, but now I own a gym with a friend of mine.” He glanced at Luke and managed a grin. “It’s called The Rock.” “Yeah?” said a guy with a prosthetic right hand. “So you know Adam Pierce, then.”

Turning at the window, the man murmured venomously, “Ryan- The Ruthless Rockstar!… Soon I will end your fame… your eminence… and then your life…” ***********

Rocky said and pulled Zara to his side to save her from getting a hit. “Nielle I told you to press the brakes.” Nick said to his girlfriend in low soft tone “Dude! she couldn’t press it, then you have done it.” Ben said getting on the bike behind Nick. “Shut up!” Nick hissed at Ben “Sunny meet them; this Nick Rogers and his lovely girlfriend Nielle Brown.” Gina said introducing the couple to Sunny. “And this Nick’s wife – Mrs. Rogers…” Rocky said gesturing towards Nick’s bike “Rocky behave yourself.” Nick scolded him.

he asks, I nod, "Alright, I guess that sounds a lot easier. They have a lot more stability than me, it would be a no-brainer to approve them." "Yeah. I think this would be good for you, Rockstar, and maybe Nico can help you raise the kid, that would give him a glimpse into the future he's denying himself," I joke, lightly pushing Nico with my shoulder, "And maybe you two could find some interesting things about yourselves along the way…” "I'd quite literally rather die," Nico mutters in a deadpan tone, but Rocky lets out a big laugh. "Well, I've been sleeping with lots of men lately," he wiggles his eyebrows, "It's been shit, though. Danny kept trying to cuddle me and Farrow keeps whining in

Which I am glad for. The after-party had been in full swing for about half an hour when she walked in. I had my back to her. “Dude you need to turn the fuck around right now,” Nick says to me. I look at him like he has lost his mind. I know he isn’t drunk yet. Shit neither of us has had that much to drink. I see him staring at something behind me. I turn around not expecting much. My brain officially shuts the fuck down. There walking toward Brady is Kyaria. She has on a shimmery pink dress that is just tight enough around her tits and forms perfectly to the rest of her body and stops mid-thigh. I look down and she has silver heels on to finish out the look. My mouth is instantly

He knew what happened when Trojan came out. "Leave, Rock." Rocky pushed off the wall. Walked to the door. He stopped. Looked back at me. "Don't do something you can't take back, boss." “Oh I am definitely sending him somewhere he won’t come back from.” Rocky left. And it was just me and Nick. I walked closer taking slow steps. Nick's head was hanging low. But when he heard me, he looked up. His face was a mess. Swollen and bloody. One eye almost shut. I got closer, crouching down to meet his face.

While he sang, he gripped my hips and slowly rocked me against his thigh. “Oh god…” I breathed, trying to stay still. The friction against my clit was too much. “Ride it, baby,” he murmured between lyrics, eyes locked on mine. “Rub that needy pussy on my thigh while I sing for you.” “I shouldn’t…” I moaned softly, but my hips started moving on their own, grinding down harder.

The reporters, who had been crowding around Julian's cars, suddenly rushed toward the new arrivals like a pack of hungry wolves. Julian froze, his hand hovering over his car door. He let out a heavy, tired sigh as his eyes landed on the custom license plate: RKO-1. "Oh, no," Julian whispered. The door of the middle sedan opened, and a man stepped out who radiated absolute power. Romanus Kai O'Brian was a giant in the business world, a man so rich he made everyone else look poor. More importantly, he was the man who had found a broken, angry teenager at a local ice rink five years ago and turned him into a superstar. Romanus was the father figure Julian never truly had. He had paid for Julian