Rockstar Novels & Stories

I don’t like the look on her face. “That was Gabby.” She tells me. “Ok,” I reply. “I am guessing she was the woman here with hottie #1 and hottie #2.” I say to her. “Yes, she is the assistant to Brady, hottie #2. They manage the band Crazy.” Evie explains. I know who that band. They are one of the biggest rock bands. I have been a fan since they released their first album five years ago. I look at her. I am not sure why she is smiling at me.

It's like I'm being hypnotized. "U-uhm, since you asked for it, I-i'm going to introduce myself as well as my band mates." He said and Mike laughed even if there's nothing funny with what he said. "This guy's name is Mark." He first introduced the drummer and we all clapped for him as he bowed in front of the crowd. "Our guitarist's name is Cole." The boy who seemed to be the youngest member smiled at the crowd and also bowed. "And our wonderful bassist's name is Troy." He last introduced the bassist. And he did the same. Then, the crowd fell in silence as we all waited for the vocalist to introduce himself. I don't understand why I'm having difficulty in breathing as I wait for him to final

I added. “Good…” Silas hummed as his eyes dragged over my figure. We’ve barely done anything, but my skin felt all tingly. But in a good kind of way. I knew Kyler wouldn’t be back until midnight because every Thursday and Saturday night, he played with his band at “The Rout,” some club downtown. He was like a mini rock star. Scratch that, he was one. And while Silas was the youngest COO at their father’s company, Kyler was the rock star who got to tour different countries with his band. Living the fucking dream. They were both doing relatively well for themselves.

It was too early to imprint but I had seen it with Slade and Harper and I had definitely felt it with Dani. “Son of a bitch,” Slade whispered and stood up straight. I looked up and saw Dani stumble forward as Rick pushed her. We both ran over to them and Slade tackled Rick as I helped Dani to her feet. Rick brought his arms up to protect his face as Slade’s fist connected and broke his nose. “Are you okay?” I asked her. “Yes,” she said and looked down again as I picked her bag up. ‘Slade,’ I said in his mind and he looked up and climbed off Rick.

Riley said, as she hugged Penelope. Suddenly, a darkness rolled in, and rain began to come down. That's when the growling began. Everyone turned to the West where rogues were emerging from the forest. "Riley, get behind me," Eli said as he tried to shield Riley from whatever danger was coming. Alpha Forrester did the same with Luna Marigold, while Ethan followed suit with Penelope. "You didn't think you could leave without saying goodbye, did you?" The second he talked, Riley knew that voice. It was the Rogue King himself. He was here on the Bloodmoon pack lands. What was happening?

"No. If it is a trap, I don't want you caught in it too." "That's exactly why I should come!" "Maya." I hugged her tight. "You're the only friend I have left. Please. Stay safe. If something happens to me, find my father. Tell him I tried." She was crying when I pulled away. "You better come back," she whispered. "I will." I didn't know if that was true. Rusty's Bar sat on the border between Pack territory and the Rogue-controlled parts of the city. Neutral ground, technically. But everyone knew the Rogues owned this place.

“Split pants and all.” He peeks at me between his fingers, grinning. “Traitors. Both of them.” “So… what do you do for fun?” I ask, grabbing a danish again and trying not to feel giddy. “Poker with the guys. Running—big stress reliever. Oh, and I play the drums. I’m not amazing or anything, but I like to rock out.” “That’s cool! Do you have your own kit?” He nods. “Yeah, it’s in the basement. Don’t get to play often with missions and all, but I try.”

Osiris The engine growls as I pull the truck into a dusty parking lot, the tires crunching over wet gravel. I’m in some no-name town, the kind you pass through without thinking twice. That’s how it’s been for months—just driving, aimless. Trying to outrun something I can’t even fucking name.

“It’s so beautiful.” “Yeah,” Logan agrees. “It is. And it’s louder than I expected.” Smiling, I look away from the fall to look at his handsome face. “It is quite intense. Ready to cross now?” He holds out his hand for me to take again. “Hell yeah.” We carefully make our way over the slippery rocks, and I somehow manage to not fall in. Though I’m already covered in mud. What’s a little water going to hurt?

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”