In The Jungle, The Mighty Fall

In The Jungle, The Mighty Fall

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I decided I wanted to do a story set in the jungle for I'm a celeb but I dont know any of the celebrities enough to write about them so I picked my own celebrities and the main character is my own. Here are the celebs going in: Roberta (Bobbie) Rowland- she is my own character. She looks like Karren Gillian Taylor Swift Patrick Stump Hayley Williams Cara Delevingne Rebecca Adlington Michael Clifford Tom Daily Tom Fletcher Chris Pratt This is my list of celebs going into the jungle. Will Bobbie get along with them? Will she connect with any of them? Will she develope feelings for any of them?
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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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