1983~ After having to stay with her only friend Lars. Ember meets a godly bass player who she gets to know after a while. He's all she's ever wanted. Soon they find themselves in a interesting position. The time line definitely doesn't add up but bare with me :)

"𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫" -𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚, 𝐋𝐞𝐝 𝐙𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧 A fragile girl with a twisted story finds herself with a group of boys pushing to become the #1 metal band. Impressive ratings: #1 in Megadeth OMG 🥰 (7/27/23)

Jessie è una ragazza di 17 anni,è gentile, simpatica... il problema? Si fida troppo degli altri. Un giorno incontrerà qualcuno che le cambierà totalmente la vita... in maniera positiva o negativa? - Attenzione! Questa storia contiene contenuti per adulti, come sesso, droga... Questa storia non è consigliata per un pubblico molto giovane. Inoltre, la storia si basa sulla canzone "Trust" dei Megadeth, quindi, chi conosce la canzone, sa già come la storia andrà a finire.

As if being secretly in love with her best friend isn't hard enough, when that friend seems destined for fame and fortune, where does that leave Leila? Leila McKinnon and James Hetfield have been inseparable since they were kids. Best friends no matter what, helping each other through whatever life throws at them. For Leila though, feelings have deepened beyond friendship, but can she risk everything for the thing she wants most of all...James' heart? Will she keep getting so close to her dream, only to watch it slip away time and again? *Please do not copy without my permission. Real people in this book do not belong to me, but I do own all characters created specifically for this story.

Your horoscope is the color of deception and loving cries. The brown color of your eyes is the color of sleep, which took me to the infinite city, where the end of love is, where the border of mirage is. Yeah well most people think I'm insensitive, stony, rough. Or they think I don't give a shit. Just because of my appearance, or because of my behavior on the stage. They think I have no heart. They don't know how vulnerable and weak I am inside. At least that's how I feel. I'm fucking weak. Sometimes I really wish I could turn back time. Now I am on the stage and you're in the crowd. You don't know me, you never knew me, you never wanted to know me. As if I never knew you. How can this be the end of the line for us? [Alcohol problems, drug use, language] [None of the characters from Metallica/Megadeth belong to me, I own my original characters] [First chapters suck] 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺!

Completion of all the Jameson Fanfictions on the internet.