Novel & Cerita Rockstars Gf

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 just dropped the bag I was carrying on the floor and I was the one who removed the guitar hanging behind him. I was staring at him and so was he. "Do you really see me now?" His breathing was fast and shallow, intently staring at me. "This is a miracle," I murmured, the pad of my thumb touching the piercing on his soft lips and my gaze memorizing every feature of his face. "I don't know what happened. But I just suddenly saw you. I see you, my Rockstar." I heard the bedroom door click after Rupert closed it. He slowly approached the bed and lowered me there. Then, he was quick to strip off his clothes and I watched him hungrily.

I was the only one who knew it was to take a musician to rehab and stay by their side until they got over the initial hump. How did I know? I saw the books. Our studio paid for most of it and I was fine with that. I'd be a hypocrite not to be, as Big Mike was the person that picked me up from the gutter and had been my sponsor ever since. Glasses on the end of his nose, one hand rubbing his greying beard, Mike spoke up. "Black Soul Records is paying for last week's cleaning. All of it. Aroldis Gomez thought it would be a good idea to try to get some chick's vocals while she was cumming and was banging her on the floor next to the mic. Fucking degenerate. That shit was overplayed when Guns an

The stage has been set, as the crowd built up, it moved toward the stage, a pale mist cover the stage, the light went dark without the warning, the inconspicuous sound of music could be heard just over the chatter of the crowd, the adrenaline went through the roof, and the crowd becomes crazy, a live concert was started, a man looking around twenty-eight with a guitar entered into the stage, the atmosphere becomes phenomenal when he starts the performance, and the crowd started to chant or said screams out of the throat, “Rockstar…Rockstar…” “Rockstar!!!…”, a puzzled expression appeared on Tara's face, she didn't understand Why the crowd drove so crazy…?... and Who is the Rockstar…?... Tar

Owen added as the keyboardist and his girlfriend stepped out of the house. “Hi,” the young, blonde woman beamed. “Oh my gosh, I so want your autograph, if that isn’t rude to ask. And a photo. I am such a fan. I went to your last three concerts and own every one of your albums.” “She does,” Seb confirmed. “Sure,” Mirage replied. “We will do it after lunch.” “Oh, so cool.” “So, you are moving into rock?” Seb waded down the stairs into the pool and grimaced as the cold of the water hit him. “Pool isn’t heated?” He complained.

Susan jumped on her seat as she got nothing but only worry on her face. The Talking Stones were stones that could speak and they knew a lot of information about what happened around them. However, they were a bunch of mischievous beings because they never say the truth about the things they know. They love to prank other deities by telling lies and spreading juicy rumours around. They also went by another name, The Mischief Liars. Not sure why but they were decorations in the palace gardens. Hecara's smile got even wider when she saw Susan's speechless expression. "Yes, those stones are my best friends and they are very reliable and can be trusted," she added. Then, she hummed happily.

He Winks at me and my cheeks heat up and my body turns on fire. "We have a very special guest with us , the beauty ,the talented ,the wonderful person ,who will be accompanying us for the last song . Give your hand for ,my babe, my partner and only the best ,my girlfriend, y'all " he ends his speech and my face has this goofiest smile as I take a spare mic and make my way on stage . The drummer and the guitarist play some riffs at my entry and I am awestruck by the amount of people in the audience .