Rockstar Chica Novels & Stories

"We're leaving. Now." "Do you know this jerk?" Chad asked, standing and meeting me chest to chest. If he only fucking knew how pissed I was, he'd be running with his tail between his legs. I stood taller, dwarfing him by at least six inches. When I turned toward Charli, I couldn't believe my eyes. She wasn't wearing anything that I'd bought. Under my grip was some cheap gold jewelry that looked like a snake twisted around her forearm. Her eyelids sparkled. She was made up like some kind of eighties' throwback punk-rocker.

"We're leaving. Now." "Do you know this jerk?" Chad asked, standing and meeting me chest to chest. If he only fucking knew how pissed I was, he'd be running with his tail between his legs. I stood taller, dwarfing him by at least six inches. When I turned toward Charli, I couldn't believe my eyes. She wasn't wearing anything that I'd bought. Under my grip was some cheap gold jewelry that looked like a snake twisted around her forearm. Her eyelids sparkled. She was made up like some kind of eighties' throwback punk-rocker.

I laugh again and set the bottle of whiskey on the counter in front of her. “You need this tonight. Drown your sorrows. And Quinn is here. Maybe you can take one of her cats and slowly start living out your fate as a crazy cat lady.” “Thanks, Dawson,” she spits and takes the whiskey. Snickering, I step to the side, taking a drink order from one of our regulars. I give Mr. Fenton his beer and lean on the counter in front of Danielle again. “Your sister would never give up one of her cats.” She finishes her whiskey and pours a little more in her glass.

We'd made it this far—maybe this time, nothing would blow up. And I needed to see who that girl was. "Let's go." I followed her out. Cold wind hit me like a slap as we jumped into the app-booked ride. Felicity kept replaying the PI's video, looping it nonstop. The girl's silhouette... weirdly familiar. I leaned in. Felicity whispered, "Lydia... that back kinda looks like you." I stared. Yeah, it kinda did. But with how wild she got last time, I wasn't about to feed that fire.

Crystal downed her drink, rolled up her sleeves, and rushed onto the stage. Downey was throwing kisses at the girls, but he stopped when he saw Crystal on the stage. He tried to hug her, but Crystal gave him a dirty look and pushed him away. Then she turned to the D.J. and said, “Change the song. Give me something I can dance to!” The D.J. offered Crystal a mock salute, and almost immediately, Metallica’s Enter Sandman was replaced by Lady Gaga’s Poker Face. Crystal shouted, “Come on, everybody! Let’s party!”

The instant I cranked the engine, Masyn had her hand on the dashboard, finger-fucking the radio. "Just because we live in Podunk, USA, doesn't mean we have to listen to the same type of music." Her smile melted hearts, even though she wouldn't let anyone have hers. "There's nothing wrong with country." "There's nothing right about it, either." She slid her fingers into her hair and unwound the tie that had held it in a knot all day. When she let it down, an urge to reach over and grab hold of it swept through me, and damn, was that impulse ever a force to be reckoned with. I wanted nothing more than to sink my hands into those heavy strands and take control. It was the color of motor oil-bla

Zerrin looked shocked, “I want you to sing a song” “Sing a song?” Zayn looked disgusted, “Oh please, could you waste your dare any other way? Emre doesn’t even have a good singing voice! No offence, bro!” “None taken, I’d rather jump in the ocean myself,” Emre looked annoyed. “Um okay then, if you really don’t want to, I just didn’t want you to catch a cold, ” Zerrin looked embarrassed. She was so transparent with her crush on Emre written all over her face that I felt second hand embarrassment just looking at her.

“So I’m at this club with my girlfriends. We all had a few too many and were trying to figure out how we were going to get home, when the bassist of my old band happens into the club. Chad’s a real sweetheart. I didn’t get along with our lead singer, but I’d work with Chad again. So I went to bum a ride from him and he says, ‘Just the guitarist I was looking for.’ I figured he wanted me to play for some new band he formed, but he shows me this ad in Guitar Planet for the contest with Exodus End. Go on Tour with Exodus End for a Year, or something like that. It said to enter you had to send a demo to the record company and sign a release and some other bullshit. Sounded like a big hassle to m

River said JUNE🎶 Yeah,Breakfast at Tiffany and bottles of bubbles girls with tattoos who like getting in troubles Lashes and diamonds ATM machines,buy myself all of my favorite things (yeah) WINTER🎶 Been through some bad sh*t i should be a sad bitch Who woilda thought it'd turn me to a savage Rather be tied up with calls and not strings Write my own cheque like I write what I sing yeah IVY🎶 My wrist stop watching,my neck is flossin Make big deposit,my glass is poppin You like my hair,gee thanks just bought it I see it,I like it,I want it ,I got it ALL🎶 I want it I got it,I want it I got it I want it I got it,i want it I got it You like my hair gee thanks just bought it I see It,I like it

Chichi removed her panties, showing her naked sexy body. Chichi slowly approached Kaizer. Kaizer was trying to move backwards but he was staring at her body. ‘I don’t know why Chichi really want a sex from me, but maybe I can try it with her, since I really need it now due to my frustration. I still love Sheena but I need to release my anger and frustrations now.’ Kaizer thought.