Scarlett has nobody but her older brother Zacky. When she's taken from him by a stranger with a mysterious fondness for him, she starts wonder - particularly about the 'monster' in the basement. Will Zacky fall into the trap?

You're banned. You're weak. You were betrayed. God doesn't love you anymore. You have black feathers on your once white wings. You need to find love again. You're Lucifer. The angel of light. You're now the black angel of the underground. Will you find your Zacky before the time has run out?

Teach the queer kid to play. That’s all Brian had to do. Show Zacky some riffs, a few licks, then he’d get to solo on Sounding the Seventh Trumpet and Jimmy wouldn’t hate him. Easy enough. Except when he began to lay in bed at night and wonder what Zacky’s lips would taste like, Brian realized it wasn’t that easy. It didn’t make sense, and it would ruin everything good that was going for him. But as Brian taught Zacky about shredding, Zacky taught Brian about loving, and Brian got the feeling that the summer would not go as smoothly as he had planned.

Amelia is the daughter of Zacky Vengeance, as in Zachary Baker. Amelia wants Zacky to stop drinking and stop finding women, will she ever make him stop? I don't own anyone! And don't take this serious! Please don't, and Wattpad deleted my other fanfiction, AGAIN, so I had to make a new one. And I'm making this one a lot better.

"Natalie, I really need to go now. We're going to be late." "But I don't want you to leave at all. Can't you stay here with me?" I begged him. My best friend, Matt Sanders, was leaving me, possibly forever. I had spent the past week trying to persuade him to stay here in Huntington Beach, California but in my heart I knew that there was no stopping him. Matt had always done what he wanted and what he wanted now was to go on tour and become a famous rock star. "Why don't you come with me then? I'd love it if you did." This was his way of asking me to stay with him. I shook my head. "You know that it's not that simple Matt. My Dad isn't going to last very long if I leave. I'm practically the only one who can look after him. If it wasn't for that then I would run and pack a suitcase now but I can't." "Oh Natalie, I'm going to miss you so much. I promise I'll come back as soon as I can." I felt the tears well up as I realised that he was really finally leaving me. "Haven't I taught you anything about making promises that you can't keep." "Matt! Get your ass in here! We really need to go!" We both turned to look at the van that was to be their touring vehicle for the next three months. Matt's friend Brian, the one that yelled at us, was sat in the driver's seat. his other friend Zacky was in the passenger seat. The others were in the back. Matt turned to look at me once more and then pulled me into a hug that I will never forget. "God Natalie, I guess that this is goodbye." "I hate that word." "I know, I'm sorry." "It's fine. I'll be fine." Brian honked. "Matt you need to go." "Okay." He kissed the top of my head once more before turning around and jumping into the van's open door, shutting it behind him quickly.

But I yearned for our chance to escape so much more now, because it felt like it would be years until I would be able to kiss him again. And I decided that the answer was yes; I did love him. Because when I was with Brian I felt different than I had ever felt before. I felt like I could fly, which is impossible, but nevertheless, I felt it. I felt like when we were together we could accomplish anything, achieve anything. We were musicians and the world was our orchestra. When we kissed, we created a symphony.

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