Famous and Broke

Famous and Broke

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Amy is famous. She's got a million twitter followers and has had a #1 hit single. You'd think she'd be living the high life, living in some huge mansion and attending celebrity parties. But this is not that kind of story. This is the kind of story where Amy is sneaking off with gift bags...to hawk on eBay. The kind of story where her manager stole every penny she made...and left her broke. But everyone thinks she's a huge celeb, and celebs can't be broke? Or can they? This is a slightly fictional but actually not really tale of fame...and thriftiness. Written by, well...someone who you know and would actually be quite shocked if you found out who they were.
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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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