Novel & Cerita Rockstar Book

Yet, this woman I could call my mother praised them like a ruby. I watched as the servants moved nervously around the woman while she cherished us and sang for us a gentle lullaby; this made me remember how my sister Dina told me about my first appearance in her life. I appeared followed by a gentle song. An old woman entered holding the book I used to read right before I slept. Anyway, it was so weird being conscious in a dream. The elderly opened the book and went to the last pages, pulling a tarot deck. I should definitely check that when I would wake up. She told my mother to choose some cards and started reading for her life first, her success, her future, her happiness… The woman’s exp

“Until the tour is over.” “That will be cutting it fine,” Aaron observed. “I know,” she threw him a dazzling grin. “I promise, it will work out.” Aaron took a sip from his wine glass. “Did you hear James’ from Two-Way Street’s interview with DJ Cooper, after Emily’s stalker incident? There was a line that comes to my mind.” “We did,” Victor’s grin was evil. “‘Don’t mess with the rock chicks, they will get you.’” Mirage almost snorted out her wine and Vice handed her a handkerchief embossed with his initials.

He runs a hand over the stubble growing around his mouth, avoiding my eyes for a moment. Unease builds in my chest. “Spit it out, Poe.” “Nash…” he begins, his hands falling tiredly next to him, slapping against the stiff leather. “The band is doing everything they need to, but it still feels off.” “Then the band isn’t doing everything they need to,” I counter, shaking my head to move the long piece of hair blocking my sight.

"Of course, Heather told Clark to rape you so she could finally do it with Logan because he won't do virgins. Then she will announce their relationship permanently, but unexpectedly he ditched her to save your ass. I don't know why Logan sees in you when Heather is much prettier and richer than you, and he rather is with you." I felt the rage boiling inside me. "Can you get to the point?" Mandy inhaled and blew the smoke in my face as I fanned it away with my hand. "My point, yes, to the point. Heather told me that Logan has a checklist. While she was giving him a blow job on the roof, she saw a little black book, and inside were the names he had been with, and the dates of their relationshi

Lupita closed earlier, I try to open the door twice and the key gets in the way in my hands, if I was less of a weird guy, less clumsy, I wouldn’t lose her to a little office asshole, the only woman I was able to love in life. I enter roaring and lean on the door. I wander by the pool table, I put Beyonce on the jukebox talking about hurt love, Me, myself and I. Fuck if it’s a woman singing, I know it’s chick music, that how I feel, like a little girl crying because of the disappointment of the first love. I sit on the stool, from the other side of the counter, I get a bottle of whiskey, one of gin and tequila, three bottles stare open at me.

“I don’t plan to either. Whilst we are on this tour, there’s only you.” “On this tour, I am only with you,” I whispered up into his stupidly handsome face. “Just you.” There was only a little while left of the tour. In five days we’d be in Miami and then less than a week later, it would all be over if my calculations were right. It wasn't a huge amount of time to be in a relationship with a rockstar, so why did it feel like I had just sold my soul? ***

I had boyfriends before, but I always ended up getting cheated on. I had only every kissed a guy once. Vic never let me live it down, since he was a quiet, nerdy guy. Being this close to a guy that I find this attractive, was a very different situation for me. “Well, until yesterday, I had only lived in one house for my entire life. My favorite color is red, I prefer night-time to day, my favorite season is autumn, my favorite holiday is Halloween, I’m in college for funeral science, I like metal music, video games, reading and writing, and I love nature.” I listed my interests for him. He was staring at me like I was telling him the most exciting news of his life. “Funeral science, huh?” H

The stage has been set, as the crowd built up, it moved toward the stage, a pale mist cover the stage, the light went dark without the warning, the inconspicuous sound of music could be heard just over the chatter of the crowd, the adrenaline went through the roof, and the crowd becomes crazy, a live concert was started, a man looking around twenty-eight with a guitar entered into the stage, the atmosphere becomes phenomenal when he starts the performance, and the crowd started to chant or said screams out of the throat, “Rockstar…Rockstar…” “Rockstar!!!…”, a puzzled expression appeared on Tara's face, she didn't understand Why the crowd drove so crazy…?... and Who is the Rockstar…?... Tar

He knew there were no bullets in it but, hopefully they wouldn't call his bluff. "Hey man," the man put his hands up. "Are you Seven from the Sabers?" "Who wants to know?" He cocked his gun hoping that they would be intimidated and run away. Four other men appeared from around the corner and a couple more jumped down from the roof of the store. He was surrounded. "You're on our territory, man." The guy smirked and shook his head. . "You should know better than to trespass on someone's else's territory." "I don't even associate with them anymore. I'm done living that kind of lifestyle." Seven explained as he slowly backs away.

~nick~ “So how long have you been selling us out?” My voice echoed through the clubhouse. Every man in the room stared at Slick. He swallowed hard, his confidence from earlier completely gone. “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he stammered. A cold laugh escaped me. Then I grabbed the beer bottle in my hand and smashed it against the floor. The sharp crack made him flinch. “Oh, you don’t know what I’m talking about?”