Rockstar Chica Novels & Stories

Elleanna smirked and spoke to the rouge looking her dead in the eyes. “You all thought you were just gonna pick on a girl….Do I look that weak to you?” She asked in a cold voice. The rouge snarled at her but didn’t take a step forward. “Well, bring it!” She said as she heard the song change. Romero stood up preparing to shift as he saw the rouges. Savage Daughter by Sarah Hester Ross began playing on the phone as the rouges began to come closer to her. She turned just enough where Romero saw her eyes and he sat back down.

She waved her hands down her very short dress. “Easy” I chuckled as I opened the door, I nodded at Ryan and we both stood behind her so that she was fully blocked from anyone seeing her. “Now let’s get you home and into something that is a bit more you” laughed Ryan as he cranked up the sounds. I was a big rock fan, so my car was always programmed into the local rock station. Ryan grinned at me when one of our favourite songs down with the sickness came on. I was impressed when Charlotte started to sing along and head bang with us. This girl was just full of surprises, we pulled up at the house and Charlotte ran up the stairs to get changed.

Rocket said. You see why I love this woman. How can you not? She is the toughest biker chick I know but is there for a hug when I need it. And I’m getting one now. I hold her as tight as I can and whisper “ I love you, Rocket. I always will.” I hear her sniffle. “ I love you too. Always. But enough of this mushy shit. Time for you to burn up the ice.” She said. Best lady ever. Casper, Viper, Rocket and Nixon escort me to the ice. I get to the center of the ice and wait for my music to start.

Redric is about to step on the car engine, but the girl was now blocking his way. "Shit! You idiot!" cursed Redric while banging the steering wheel. He could not stand the girl's absurd behavior. Redric turned to Shin beside him. Shin's eyes were closed, his body was trembling and his face was pale. Looks like Shin passed out. Redric immediately opened the windshield. As soon as possible he must get rid of Chika. "You want to die? You crazy!" Chika comes closer to the windshield. She looked into the car and his expression was suddenly shocked when she saw Shin beside the man.

“I didn’t know.” “Yeah, well, nobody does.” I gave her a bitter smile. “They see the rockstar asshole who trashes hotel rooms. Not the guy who still checks his phone hoping that traitor will apologize one day. Stupid, right?” She was quiet for a moment. “It’s not stupid.” That look in her eyes — real understanding, no judgment — hit me harder than anything. The wall I kept up cracked a little more. “You scare the shit out of me, Sienna,” I admitted, voice rough. “You make me want to be better. But you also make me want to drag you down and ruin you in the best way possible.”

"You might want to put that hair up." Jessica did as she was told and pushed her sunglasses onto her face, making sure they sat securely against her nose. "You got anything against rock music?" Bianca questioned, fiddling with the radio dials. She wasn't sure that her brand of rock music and Bianca's were the same. Could Nickelback be considered rock? It was scary to ask that question to this woman who had taken her so securely under her wing. Instead, she shook her head. "I don't. Turn it on whatever you want to."

The passion echoed through the room. Alexandra took Stone's cock while she suckled hard on Doubery's. Ms. Waters took off her blouse, her big boobs swaying. She pushed up her glasses as she enjoyed Coach Morgan's hungry licking. Pita squealed like a whore as she took Rodriguez's cock in her pussy. The Hispanic girl had "Cheer Slut" tattooed as a tramp stamp on her lower back. What a whore.

But for now, prison would do. He pulled out pictures. A woman. Brunette… wearing almost nothing, pale face covered in way too much make up. There was something vaguely familiar about her. “That’s Julia Summers,” Rocky said. I really looked now. Same hazel eyes as Maddison but dead, drunk, empty. My jaw flexed. Rocky continued. “She's in and out of clubs, hotels. Always with men. Always with a bottle. Can’t hold a day sober.”

I choked and spit it out. Sophia strolled over, smug as ever, and dug her stiletto into my cheek. "Trying to leave without apologizing?"

My tears are running down now. “You, Cassandra Davis: a boring, insecure, ugly, with nothing but plain face and body . You, Cassandra Davis, who doesn't even know what she wants in life, who she is, think that you can make me, the great Justin Black, happy?” And he and everyone continued to laugh while my tears turned to full blown crying.