My Dad The Rockstar Alyssa Novels & Stories

"How worth ?" "Alyssa can we no..." "I said how worth?!" "2 million." "So that's how worth my dad thinks I am?" "You were not supposed to know. How did you get to find out?" "Doesn't matter. What matters is, you and I we're done. You have been hiding things from me and acting all strange. I have had enough of your games Kelvin. Please can we just take a break? I have had enough of your drama..." "Alyssa I love you and I know you surely love me too...."

“The three of us worked together to hunt all the items on Emily’s list. Some of the items were too tall for any of us to reach alone, but we managed to defeat them when we borrowed each other’s strength. Emily’s very clever. She seemed to know everything even if we did not say it aloud. Instead of giving us an answer, she likes to ask us questions. Everyone had different answers all the time, but Emily never scolded us. She never hit us. She never told us we were wrong. She’s different, dad.” Dad… that was a term Darren was told to use outside of Blue Moon Mansion. He had never really thought of Richard as his father. However, after knowing Emily for a week, things changed. Unable to breathe

“I don't know, but__” “Allysa, Allysa is that you?” She asked, tears pooling in her eyes and her feet seemed to be rooted to the floor. “Oh my baby, it's you.” She said with a gasp and in no time, she had me in her arms, kissing my face and cheeks. “Allysa?” I heard my dad call. His voice held emotions but I knew he was holding back the tears. I know I broke their hearts, I shouldn't have left just like that but I was so helpless.

Elara This man is Alpha Damon Crassus! The reality crashed into me, and any admiration I might have had for him went down the drain. All I could feel was anger. Even though he wasn't the Crassus who had dragged me through the mud and almost ruined my life two years ago, that didn't change the fact that he was still a Crassus. Not to mention, he was Jason's father! The thought alone made my face morph into a frown. But before the disdain could fully show on my features, a tall, dark-haired man stepped into the room and made his way toward us. He had a lean build and looked to be in his mid-thirties.

“Sure! I’ll put him on … JAMES!” “Mom! That was my ear!” I laughed as I held the phone away. “JAMES, ALYSSA IS ON THE PHONE! COME IN HERE!” she yelled as I laughed, shaking my head. Only Mom. “Alyssa? Is that you?” Dad’s voice asked on the other end of the line. “What’s this about a recording contract?”

I order myself a beer and sit down waiting for my friends. Jimmy and Tony take their seats next to me, ordering themselves drinks too. "So what's up, man? You seem pissed." "Alyssa," I begin. "You know, the mutt my dad brought." Both of my buddies look confused. "Who's Alyssa? Is she a stripper or something?" "No, I thought maybe you knew her. Do you?" I ask curiously. Tony shakes his head while Jimmy shrugs. "Nah, never heard of her." "What does she want with you then?"

“Besides… I just moved my next one.” A chill slid down my spine and my grip on the phone tightened. “What did you do?” Another soft laugh. “You have to sit back and wait for the show like everyone else,” he said, then his voice dropped. “I have a reunion in store, Ceaser.” Then the line went dead. Everything in me stilled. I hadn’t misheard, didn’t imagine it. T just called me Caeser. A name only one person had ever used. My father.

*** Finally, ten days ended today, and from that day I found out till now — she had absconded with millions of dollars and company documents. Now that's not the painful part of it — it's when I found out who she's taking the document to and how she doesn't sound remorseful when speaking to him on the phone. Damon Langston, the son of Viktor Langston, the CEO of Pinnacle Global, is out to get me for putting his daddy behind bars for messing with me. Isn't that awesome? On the eleventh day, I was really in a good mood after spending the whole night making love to Petals.

They slammed their hands against things and stomped on the ground for emphasis. “You’re incompetent!” her father was shouting. “You’ve spent your entire life with your head in the clouds, and now is the time to pay for your failures! That’s why the only way for you to achieve any semblance of success is to marry you to the Xavier!” “I don’t want to marry Xavier!” “Keep your voice down, you idiot girl!” “I never loved him!” Alyssa was screaming. “I never wanted to marry him, but you never cared! You never care about anything besides yourself!”

I shook her hand, my eye noticing the large diamond rock on her finger, "How's your dad doing? He must be pleased that you're finally settling down?" Caleb came from money, lots of it. His father was a well-known businessman, and one of the most notorious billionaire players. He always had a different woman on his arm. "He is, but Gramps is pretty pissed with him. Mind if we join you?" "Not at all," I offered a smile to Selma. Caleb and I had been inseparable since we met at school, I had been fourteen and he was fifteen. We had dated from the ages of fifteen and sixteen to twenty and twenty-one.