The Six Band Novels & Stories

“Naomi!” A harsh scream broke into my conversation with Tyler. Snapping my head up, I saw Lorenzo heading my way. He wore a crumpled black jacket, his bandages showing from his sleeve. Gianna was right behind him. She strutted on her heels, tuning in to the drama.

"Leo hugging Poena says," no, "Confused Tania asks one of the monsters directly," if you are not Leo's relatives, whose are they, "the giant replied," we are the Fallen clan, a clan formed by the young Luck, do you have any problem with that, "" if he is a human yes, in I summon them then they are too weak, "In that comes a man with silver hair," young luck, if you like, you can give us the privilege of showing us in our base form, to put it another way, the way he met us, "luck is surprised and tells them, “Yes, of course you can return to the base form whenever you want, from today you do not have to ask my permission,"In that they all take space between them and return to their original

After our engagement, the six of us friends agreed to take one last trip together before the wedding. That night, my friend Anders Greer suggested we play a "24-Hour Couple Swap." Anyone who drew matching symbols had to act like a couple for the next twenty-four hours. Whoever drew a blank card could only take pictures and carry everyone's bags. In the first round, I drew a blank. My fiancee, Brielle Rice, and Anders both drew moons. They held hands while watching the sunrise, while I followed behind carrying three people's bags. In the second round, I drew another blank. They both drew roses. Their penalty was to hug for one minute. Everyone crowded around, cheering them on, while I sto

He needed a man that could kill for him if need be. And Jacob was a guy who could kill for him. “The Big Bang girls.” Jacob started, handing over the tablet to him. “Iconic six?” “Yes.” Jacob said, walking over to sit on the couch. “We finally got them to go on their tour with us.”” “Yes.” Avery whispered and Jacob’s smile widened. The iconic six were a girl group that Trent Airline have been planning to get for months now. They went on tour every year and since the issue they had with their previous agency, they finally decided to go with them.

They were holding a bouquet of flowers, their faces full of joy and excitement. "Sweetheart, you're finally home!" Mom rushed over and threw her arms around me. My nose stung. Tears welled up in my eyes as I choked, "Mom, I missed you so much." Dad came over too, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. "You're home now. That's all that matters." The three of us hugged tightly, like we were trying to make up for the six years we'd missed. Just then, my phone rang again. An unfamiliar number flickered on the screen.

We formed an alliance to survive, but now we’re thriving. Because our alliance is made up of six packs, some people jokingly started referring to the collective as the ‘six-pack’ and the name stuck. Even though we call ourselves the six-pack and our interests are aligned, we remain six very separate packs, each with its own alpha. We each live in our own territories and have our own ways of life. The six alphas form a council of sorts when dealing with matters that affect the territories as a whole and its security, and the six-pack has a collective security squad. The squad is made up of the best fighters from each of the six packs and handles everything from major threats to routine border

I want him to ask if I am okay after what happened, but he has gone radio silent, probably tucked in his cozy bedroom, sleeping. "Oh, my God, look at this," Sienna’s voice cuts through the loud music. She spins her phone around to face the group, showing a freshly updated page from New York Elite Gossip. SPOTTED AT AURA MANHATTAN: The Six Wives of New York have officially reunited. Word on the street is that the city’s favorite heiresses are out to play. Summer just got a whole lot hotter! "They work fast," Elena remarks dryly, leaning back against the plush booth and swirling her drink. "We’ve been in the building for less than forty-five minutes, and the blogs are already tracking our coor

*Axle's POV* It’s been a couple of weeks since everything with my father came out and Six and I are in a really good place. We’re together all the time and I think this is the happiest I’ve been my whole life. The band has had a couple more gigs and a definite increase in requests for us to play. Between practices and visiting Six’s mom in rehab and school work, it feels like we haven’t had very much time to just chill out and take a breather. It's exhausting.

She signed a contract to save her dying mother: $2M for 1 year as a billionaire’s fake wife. No feelings. No touching. No problems. Until *George Herbert* started amending the terms. Move into my penthouse. Come to the board dinner. Sleep in my bed. Now his ex and his rival have proof of their fake marriage. 24 hours to betray him... or lose everything. George caught her meeting them. His punishment? She doesn’t get the guest room anymore. "From now on, you sleep in my bed. If we’re going to lie, we’re going to sell it." Elena wanted money. She didn’t expect the devil to look at her like she was the only thing that mattered. He wanted a cont

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat