Valentine Peppers

Valentine Peppers

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18-year-old celebrity Andy Garcia is working on yet another project: her very own music album! Unfortunately, her popularity is slowly dwindling, and her team will do anything to get her name back on top, including signing her to a fake relationship with Luster, the golden boy of the boy band Valentine Peppers. Andy soon realizes a fake relationship comes with real complications, especially when October Sky, the "mysterious" one, seems to have it out for her. ~~ I know this sounds cliche, but trust me when I say the ending is not! Enjoy!
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My Girl

Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves. ***** "What are you thinking about?" she asks. "A song," I say. "A new song." I stare at the ocean as I sing the song that I wrote, something that comes from the darkest place of my heart. "Do you even know how gifted you are?" she whispers. "You're destined to be someone big, Cal." "Really?" "Yeah." ***** She's perfect in every way. Beautiful. Smart. Her bright future is right there in front of her eyes. While here I am. Ruined. No college, let alone a future. Just an image of a wannabe rockstar with tattoed arms and an old guitar. I knew that our story would be no less than that tragic Romeo and Juliet shit the moment I laid my eyes on her, but still, I can't resist her. The moment she whispers my name, "Cal," I lose all sanity. She becomes my melody, my lyrics, the song that keeps echoing in my ears. People call her Mia. I call her my Amy, her name crafted above my beating heart, tattoed on my skin. Amelia Davis is my girl. Mine. And only mine. ***** THE JACKSONS BOOK #1 © 2021 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

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