Uncover Me
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"Listen.. Ella. Estrella." He quickly amends. "You seem to be in a bad place right now." "I just told you I was having fun. How is that being in a bad place?" "Because you're overdoing it. Whatever you're going through-" "Oh my god, Colton. Make up your fucking mind." I raise my head to glare at him. He looks genuinely confused. So I enlighten him. "You're always so back and forth with me. One minute you're so nice and the next you're yelling at me for doing something that doesn't even concern you!" "That's not..." "Yes, that is true and you know it. And then you make excuses. Like now. Why are you really here?" -*-*-
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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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