Title: ToxicMeghan Quinn
Genre: New Adult Contemporary
Romance
His life consists of his best friend, Jack Daniels, his
favorite drug and women who give him what he wants and leave. Rook Tyler lives
for performing at night and wasting the rest of his days washing away the pain
from his childhood so he doesn’t have to feel anything...ever. The only people
he trusts are his band mates from Shattered Souls and he wants to keep it that
way. His life was completely under control and simple until he heard the voice
of Maisy Madison filter through The Tavern speakers.
Growing up in the foster care system with her two other band
mates from Twisted Perfection, Maisy finds herself doing pretty much anything
to get her and her band noticed but nothing seems to be working. One lucky night, Shattered Souls, the most
popular band in the country, decides to show up at their little concert and
luckily signs them on the spot and books them for their tour but the arena
venues and massive amount of fans isn’t what has Maisy shaking in her
heels. It’s the deep baritone voice of
Rook Tyler that haunted her dreams for years that has her wondering if she can
actually go through with the tour.
The force is almost too strong. He can feel her everywhere he goes and no
matter how much he tries to resist her, he finds himself gravitating towards Maisy,
wanting to hold her, kiss her and fuck her. He knows he shouldn’t get
involved. He knows no matter what, he
will end up hurting her but he can’t help it, his soul is connected to hers and
the pull is too strong for him to resist.
Rook warned her time and time again but she didn’t listen,
she didn’t want to listen. She needed him and she didn’t care that she knew
deep down in her heart that their relationship was going to end in disaster.
She didn’t care that their jealousies, stubbornness and baggage were getting in
the way of their relationship. She didn’t care that they constantly hurt each
other and that no matter what they did, their love was toxic.
Toxic, book one of The Addiction Series, tells the story of
Rook and Maisy’s relationship, how it develops into an undeniable love and then
crumbles apart every chance it gets.
Follow their twisted relationship as they fight off lies, temptations,
addictions, users and try to overcome the toxic love they share.
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“Ten minutes and you’re on.” Pete knocked on
Rook’s door.
Rook
shook his head at the cue from his band manager. Pete had by far the worst
timing Rook had ever seen, always interrupting his important meetings. If Rook
knew the slut between his legs at the current moment was going to give the
worst blow job he had ever experienced, he would have never asked her to join
him in his dressing room. If it wasn’t for her massively fake tits bobbing up
and down, he would have a serious case of limp dick.
She
looked up at him while her mouth was wrapped around his barely impressive
erection and smiled. She was so pleased with herself. Little did she know a
confused lesbian could probably give better head than her.
If
he wasn’t so high at the current moment, he might have kicked her out by now
but he was too chilled out to care that much. So instead, he let her continue
to suck him while he stared at her tits.
He
grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels that was sitting next to him, took a long
swig and then winked at…well, he didn’t know her name but that didn’t matter.
He would sign whatever she wanted when she finally finished him off and then
send her on her way. After the piss poor suction job she was doing, he would
bet two dicks and a nut sack that he would never see her sloppy tits again.
What
was she doing down there? It felt like she was just drooling all over him
rather than licking and sucking. She was moving her head a lot but was not
stimulating him enough. Was he really that high that he had absolutely no
feeling in his cock?
Her
hand slid from his balls to his shaft as she started to pump him, up and down.
She was barely gripping him, it was as if she was trying to lightly clean a
cucumber rather than milk him for all he was worth.
“Five
minutes Rook…”
Fuck.
He
needed to get this over with and get himself clean. He took another swig from
his beloved friend Jack and then swatted her hand away from his dick. Utter
shock crossed her face but he didn’t care. He wrapped his hand around his
erection and started doing the dirty work himself.
She
leaned in and gave him a wicked smile. “You don’t want me to do that for you?”
Fuck
no! But he didn’t say that.
“I
want you to stand in front of me and play with your tits.”
She
smiled at him, stood up and started fondling herself. She threw her head back
and moaned when she pinched her nipples. Even though Rook knew she was putting
on a show for him, he still got a bit of a kick out of her performance and felt
himself start to grow larger in his hand. Finally!
“That’s
perfect. Keep touching yourself.”
She
squeezed her tits together and pouted at him. “But I want to touch you, not
myself.”
“You
had your chance, now let me suck on one of your tits. Bring them to my mouth.”
She
stumbled for a second and said, “Did you not like me touching you?”
Fuck,
he needed to get this over with.
“You
were awesome, the best ever. My dick is so hard for you.” He lied in a monotone
voice, not trying to hide his annoyance. “But I like to watch more.”
That
made her smile and before he knew it, one of her massively large breasts was
stuck in his mouth. That was exactly what the erection Gods called for. He
fondled the other one with his spare hand and that was all he needed. He threw
his head back and groaned as he released himself all over the girl with the
weak suck.
He
pumped himself dry and when he finally stopped throbbing, he opened his eyes
and saw the girl start to take off the rest of her clothes.
“Uh,
what are you doing?” He asked.
“It’s
my turn.”
Rook
stuffed his dick back in his pants and zipped them up, causing her to pout even
more. God, he hated pouters. Why women thought it was attractive to pout, he
would never know. All it did was irritate the shit out of him and make him want
to act out in a violent rage.
What did the slut really
expect anyway? For him to go down on her? Yea, fat chance in hell.
Rook
looked around with his hands in his pocket. “Yea, this is awkward. You need to
leave.”
“Excuse
me?”
“You
heard me. Time to go sweetheart. I have a show, rain check though.” He didn’t
mean it but if it meant she would leave then he would say whatever it took.
He
picked up her clothes for her and shoved them in her direction. She quickly
threw them on as he opened the door to his dressing room. Pete was just about
to knock on his door when Rook escorted the busty blonde out his door. Pete
gave Rook a disapproving look but Rook just shrugged his shoulders and started
walking toward the stage.
“Rook…”
Shit.
Rook
turned around and looked at his band manager who didn’t look all too happy.
Pete sniffed Rook and said, “Have you been drinking before the show again?”
Pete then looked into Rook’s eyes. “Fuck, are you high?”
Rook
just shrugged his shoulders once again, not wanting to answer his pest of a
band manager.
“Damn
it, Rook. I told you we can’t send you out there drunk and high. How many times
are we going to go through this?”
Rook
held up his hand. “I’m going to stop you right there before that little vein in
your head pops.” Rook touched the ever beating vein and cringed at the squishy
feeling that came from it. “Everyone knows I’m phenomenal on stage whether I’m
drunk, high or both. So get off my back and show me where I need to be.”
Demons – Imagine Dragons
Flapper Girl – The Lumineers
Last Love Song – ZZ Ward
Hear You Me – Michael Henry & Justin Robinett
She’s Long Gone – The Black Keys
I Lived – One Republic
Radioactive – Imagine Dragons
All the Pretty Girls – Fun
Every Teardrop is a Waterfall – Coldplay
Guilty Filthy Soul – AWOLNATION
Titanium – Boyce Avenue
Story of My Life – One Direction (I have no shame
whatsoever)
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