Hard Rock Roots Series by C. M. Stunich
Hard Rock Roots #1
Dead Serious
C. M. Stunich
"You ever see one of those old western movies where the sheriff and the outlaw face each other in a dusty street? Revolvers at the ready? Good versus evil and all. Well, this is kind of like that. Only more f***ed." Naomi Knox is on her way to becoming the world's most worshipped Rock Goddess. I'm so in love with this chick that I could be the King to her Queen, the Devil to her Angel. But a wise soul once told me that your past is your foundation, and if it's crumbling, then you've got nothing left to build on. I'll fight the f*cking world to see her safe, risk my life just to hear her sing one more time. And then I'm going to marry her, put Turner babies in her belly, and live happily f*cking ever after. Or at least that's the plan. But you know what they say: the best laid schemes of mice and men … & & & Turner Campbell is a douche bag. No, seriously. He's a f*cking train wreck. But a precious train wreck. And I can't help myself: I love the sh*t out of him, even though I hate him. Even though I don't. Don't ask. It's complicated. But he's also a rock star and now, so am I. The Goddess of Guitar, I guess. All I really want is to make music and see how hard it is to fall in love with a man who's a devil at heart but sings like an angel. If I'm going to lay my heart on the line again though, I deserve a real chance. I won't be a pawn in this f*cking game any longer. I don't care how dangerous the stakes are anymore. I'm taking charge of my own destiny, like I should've all along. I won't have the wool pulled over my eyes and I won't bend over for fate. Get ready, b*tches, because Naomi Knox is coming for you.
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Hard Rock Roots #1
Doll Face
C. M. Stunich
After every tough climb to the top, there's a descent. Sometimes, it's real easy, just a matter of sliding down feet first. Other times, it's like a tumble off a steep cliff, with a hell of a lot of rocks. Nobody ever promised downhill would be a piece of cake. Have fun with that. Lola Saints is my redemption. She's the second chance I never thought I'd have. But can we really make a life together, after all we've been through? Two drummers, too many rock stars, one house. If I could, I'd run away and take Lola with me, but that's not how life works. Running's too easy, and I have too many reasons to fight. It's time to put on the big boy panties and kick some ass – if I have to take my shirt off, so be it. Let's do this, Indecency style. Ronnie McGuire is an enigma. I won't pretend I understand him, but I want to. But can he really love me after all the horrible things I've done? He can hit a kit like nobody else, and the sound of his music mimics the beat of my own heart. If I could, I'd say yes to the fairy-tale life and ride off into the sunset. Not saying it's never going to happen, but sometimes the ride's a bumpy one. And shit. Speaking of bumps, did I mention I was dating a fertile rock god?
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