Head Over Heels

Head Over Heels

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Romance
The band came together as a big mistake, but will that mistake be the chance they need to make it big? The new band "Head Over Heels" does covers, original songs, all you can imagine. Life's no fun without challenge, just like finding money to travel around the world, to getting arrested for stealing and cussing your brain's out at the owner of Walmart. &nbsp;Join Halle, Alex, Lacey, Mason, and Luke through Heaven and Hell. Will they fall apart? Will they be able to cope with each other? Too cool, too childish, too mature, too quiet, too mysterious. They've been called it all, so give it all or nothing.
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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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