Jay Carter lives in the old attic of a very beautiful house, owned by her Auntie whom she'd come to live with when her parents died a week after her eighth birthday. Now, nine years later, she lives with her two horrid cousins and evil, not quite sane, Auntie. She had everything planned, and running smoothly despite her family's abuse, until they unexpectedly set off for the Caribbean on a whim for two weeks. Introduce Peter Kinlan, a famous singer from the UK, and Jay's world is sent into a tail spin of disasters, fairytales, and emotions she'd been trying her whole life to avoid. Now Jay has to decide what she truly wants from life, and how Peter, who insists on a friendship she harshly turns down, will fit into it. *DISCLAIMER* This story will probably not have anything too… um… raunchy…(?) in it, but I accidentally placed it under 'romance', which I think is what automatically keeps me from setting it lower than PG-13, and now I bet it looks like you can hope for something more. If the comments prove to convince me I could/should put something more than a little suggestive though, I might, but right at the moment I'm placing a disclaimer that you shouldn't get your hopes up for something more steamy than suggestive and humorous but shortcoming situations. Thanks for reading this book, and maybe series none-the-less! I hope I get enough reads to give me the motivation to post more of my stories here!!
Note: They are humans instead of animals. Sorry to anyone who thought it would be like beastars or like we got teleported to their world. This is a reader insert and they are all human. Will include swears, triggering/disturbing tropics, might have some heated moments. Read at your discretion. I don't own any of the characters or songs used in the story. Any songs that I say belongs to the reader is just for the story. All rights to the songs and characters (expect y/n) go to the rightful owners. Also this story was inspired by @OneArtsyGamer03 ,please go check out her stories since they are amazing. This is my original story but there are some similarities to her's, so please go show her stories some love because she definitely deserves it.
Runawaying from Redshore city wasn't my plan but I felt trapped in that city. You never could make it unless you had connections or were from a famous family and that's not how I wanted it to go. I love to sing and my best friend got me into dance. Now I love going with the flow and letting the music take over my body. I ran away from my home with nothing but my skateboard, guitar and a back full with anything I could shove inside of it. Now I live in a studio apartment, making my own songs with choreography for them and casually posting the audio of the song or the actual dance video on the internet because why not. I work at a skate shop to help pay my bills and to stay out of trouble with the police since I've gotten in trouble with them a couple of times for street performing without a license. But like my best friend used to say, "You're only in trouble if you get caught" and I never did, so now I just chat up with them to pass some time or to help someone. When I heard of a singing competition I thought it couldn't hurt. I mean I might be able to win a nice prize and get some more publicity for my music, which was more important to me then some cash prize but it would be nice.