Rockstar One Piece นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Actual tears glistened in his eyes. “I haven’t cried in years, Sienna. Not since that night. But you… you make me feel everything again. The good and the fucking terrifying.” The raw vulnerability in his face hit me like a punch. The cocky rockstar was gone. This was the real Nova — broken, angry, and looking at me like I was the only thing keeping him from falling apart. “I’m scared too,” I whispered, the fight draining out of me. “Scared of how much I want you. Scared this is going to destroy us both.”

I needed to get out of this car, and fast. I couldn't let them drag me down with them. Andrew's hand tightened around the bottle, his neck going stiff, but he didn't say anything. He just kept driving. "People like him don't have much going for them," Sadie said, lips curling. "Of course, they drink whatever's cheapest. Unlike us, we only drink Aurelle, flown in from Montaire." Daphne smiled, eyes narrowing. "Sadie, stop. He probably doesn't even know what Aurelle is."

Tara takes a bullet on herself… To save her Ruthless Rockstar…! ***************************

“That just might work… Do you have any ideas already?” “Can I borrow your computer thing?” I said, holding my hand out. Yaru looked blank and didn’t move, evidently not knowing what I meant. “Oh,” he said as his eyes lit up. He reached into his pocket again and pulled out the crystal slab. “You mean my data stone.” “Yes. Can you look up the Maori tribal tattoos on it?” I asked, my mind already picturing ones I’d seen in movies and on natives. I could easily make some into a painted design.

Martin leaned lazily on his sofa Stephanie walked toward him, sitting on his lap, “I won’t do that again, I promise!” She brings her face closer to him and kisses him Martin kissed her possessively. When he released her lips, he said “You know I don’t like my woman being touched by others! You’re mine only! MINE ONLY!” “I’M YOURS. FOREVER YOURS!” She said it and he got up, bringing her to the bed, starting to strip her night dress

As soon he was about penetrate, with the speed of lightning, I reached down to his penis and with every strength in me, I bent his erected manhood. Even I was shocked as he yelled, it sounded like the voice of a mad man. He yelled in pain though not before he hit me in the face. I saw his face as he felt that pain and I had seen nothing like that on anyone. It took me about two minutes before I could get to my feet. Luckily for me, Clenk was still on the floor crying. Holding on to his stuff like it was a broken wand. Without any hesitation, I picked up a very big rock that no human could carry and I smashed it on his head. He lost his consciousness and in minutes, I had dressed up in my clo

He was frozen in his spot and just wanted to watch the beautiful goddess but was brought back to reality when foreign hands lay on his mate's hip. A growl bubbled in his throat as he watched her dance with a stranger. It was a rogue too so Lucas was even more determined to rip it's head off it's body. The rogue bent down to whisper something in her ear as Lucas tried to make his way through the clusters of bodies. "You don't sound like Lu Lu!" A frown was brought to her face that wiped the confident smirk off the guys face. "What the f*ck is a Lu Lu?" He asked but she pulled him down towards her by his collar.

I was overwhelmed by his words, I froze with bewilderment and I wasn’t able to hide it, he just smiles at me, brought out my hand and place the red rose in my hand, but that wasn’t my concern, All I wanted to know is what exactly he meant by it, “does he know… does he know I… no! it can’t be, I know I could be obvious a few times, but that’s equal to nothing,” my head was clouded with thoughts of questions I could not get the answers to. Then, my driver sounded the horn again, and this time I think he became mad, because the sound of the horn was so loud, I shudder out of fright, which caused me to prick my index finger and my thumb on the thorns of the rose I’m holding.

I tell her. She grabs my face to make me look at her. She has lost her mind. I can’t help her. She might be my cousin and best friend but I am not model material. “They canceled because Mr. Rockstar wants you to act as his girlfriend in Crazy’s new video.” She explains.

I said, nodding my head and raising my eyebrows mockingly. “Is that too big a word for a rock musician to use, Ms. Journalism Snob?” he teased me. “Just show me your other tattoos, Rock Boy.” He had a lot of them. I had to admit, the presentation was pretty cool. They were linked in a beautiful, twisting frame composed of sinuous shapes, like those centuries-old Japanese paintings of ocean waves, or a beautiful depiction of twisting vines. And amidst the twisting shapes were individual symbols that appeared like paintings hung in a gallery.