Rockstar Slash Novels & Stories

"I love you so much. I can't lose you, Aito. Please, let me in and let's talk okay? I promise I'll tell you everything." "You should have done that when you had the chance!" he shouted. "I don't want to talk to you! Go away!" He aggressively got off the bed and opened his wardrobe, taking out an mp3 player. He connected the Bluetooth to his phone and opened Spotify. Aito wasn't really a fan of heavy metal music or rock but he felt it was the only thing that could drown out Ryu's voice. He really didn't want to talk to him. He tapped on some random playlist and loud music filled the room, drowning out Ryu's voice.

“You actually scheduled your concerts so he could do this?!” Derek and Ryan both nodded in resignation. “Please, Kaitlyn,” Killian said, putting his free hand – the one not fingering chords on the guitar – on my arm. “It’ll be grand. It’ll be like… Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas.” He paused upon seeing my alarmed expression. “Except in Joshua Tree,” he added hastily. “And no fear, no loathing. Just… love. And enlightenment.” “And a shitload of shrooms,” Derek chimed in.

He asked them harder. “Do you understand what I'm talking about?” he asked, and they nodded. "Good, it means she is off-limit. Tell everyone that knows everyone, Chloe Miller is off-limit. No one as much as looks at her, not to talk of asking her out or trying to score with her.” He said, releasing his hold on them. "You hear me?” he asked, gripping Dilan now. When they nodded, he focused entirely on the idiot he was holding, and then he punched him square in the face. He surely deserved that. "That's for calling me an ass.”

Cleopatra hissed, looking at her bandage arm. "Well you got to be with Rexton... So did you two f**k?" Cheetah asked. "He's playing the hard to get card. Trust me one of these days, I'm gonna ride that d*ck" Cleopatra licked her lips. Cheetah chuckled and they sat down.. Next who came in was Flame with Cisco behind her. "C'mon s*xy, won't you tell me your name? Huh?" Cisco said but Flame ignored him Flame is the newest recruit of Aurelio's unit. Her and Cisco are both specialized in arm combats like karate and Taekwondo.

While he works to toss her aside, I swipe his legs from under him, but unlike Nathan, I grab his leg and slam my body into his knee, dislocating it. “Don’t fuck with my mate,” I growl quietly at him before punching him in the face and breaking his nose. Nathan is just getting to his feet and I put the full force of my power behind the upper cut, hearing his chin bone snap as he falls over backward, unconscious. I look at Olivia and Camila who are crying and holding their broken body parts and make sure that Aaron, Nathan, and Markus are truly unconscious before I turn to Silas. I get in a battle-ready stance. “Now, let’s see what you’ve got,” I say to him.

I wanted to wipe the disgusting man touch off me. Rhyker understood what I was thinking and he did his best to wipe the vile man touch from me, he branded my lips, marking them. "You're not leaving me anymore." He declared sternly leaving a small space between our lips, I regain my breath while he kept licking and sucking my neck. I knew that he didn't want to leave me alone again. "I'm sorry to bother your intimate moment but we have some bad guys to catch." Ashton entered the room, I laughed and with the help of Rhyker I stood up. For hours, I've been sitting on the damn chair that supported my heavyweight.

She wiped the tears out of her eyes before standing up. "Dinner will be done in an hour or so." She smiled once again before leaving the room. I got up from the bed, walking over to the window again, I stumbled back in shock to see that a tall, young man stood outside. He had his back pressed against a black porshe and his hands on his hair,seemed he was talking on the phone. He had raven black hair and wore black slacks with a black buttoned down shirt, his sleeves were rolled up so you could see the well built biceps that adorned his cute body.

This life's go no escape, Go hard until I can't see straight, Sunlight burn in' my eyes, How the fuck am I still alive? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa)

“Push and push until everything breaks?” I leaned on the counter. “Because pushing is the only way I know how to feel anything real. After my old band… those fuckers stabbed me in the back. My best friend — the guy I called my brother — sold our songs to a rival label and left me with nothing but lawsuits and a needle in my arm. I lost the only family I had. Been destroying myself ever since. Fame, women, drugs… it all numbs the shit inside.” Sienna looked up, surprise softening her face. “I didn’t know.”

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.