Ace:
A Band of Brothers Novel
Band of Brothers Series #1
By Lyra
Parish
Genre: Romance
Release Date: February 22, 2016
Synopsis
My name is Ace and
I'm the Ace of Spades.
I'm not nice and I misbehave.
I will be your nightmare.
I will be your dream.
I will have you begging for more of me with each scream.
The truth is in my lyrics.
Uncontrollably controlled.
I bleed many things one being Rock & Roll.
I don't date or make love, I fuck real hard.
Did you know the ace of spades is considered the death card?
Love doesn't exist in my world, it never did.
Love won't exist in my world, it's something I forbid.
My name is Ace and I'm the ace of spades.
Proceed with caution, because I'm sharp like a blade.
The Band of Brothers novels are full length and will follow each brother in the band.
They can be read together or separately.
I'm not nice and I misbehave.
I will be your nightmare.
I will be your dream.
I will have you begging for more of me with each scream.
The truth is in my lyrics.
Uncontrollably controlled.
I bleed many things one being Rock & Roll.
I don't date or make love, I fuck real hard.
Did you know the ace of spades is considered the death card?
Love doesn't exist in my world, it never did.
Love won't exist in my world, it's something I forbid.
My name is Ace and I'm the ace of spades.
Proceed with caution, because I'm sharp like a blade.
The Band of Brothers novels are full length and will follow each brother in the band.
They can be read together or separately.
Excerpt
Excerpt from
Chapter 1.
Subject to Change.
Unedited. © 2016 Lyra Parish.
Tonight I would
fuck the blonde in the front row who continued to visually rip my clothes off
with every little blink she took. Her tits were hanging out of her shirt and
she licked her lips and batted her eyes at me. The set was nearing the end and
I could feel her gaze. When I looked away and back at her, it was like her eyes
had never left me. I liked when a woman knew what she wanted.
Blue and green lights flashed over the stage then washed across the crowd. When
we made eye contact again, her tongue traced the outside of her plump bottom
lip and at that moment I knew she was DTF. Her being down to fuck made this so
much easier but then again, being the lead singer of the Band of Brothers made
panties magically melt. I'd be her fantasy for the night. I'm sure there would
be many more one night stands considering each show from Florida to New York,
all the way to California was sold out.
The drums beat on as I screamed out the next few lyrics. "I won't let the
world decide. I'll die before that happens."
The drums stopped and the distortion was cut leaving a melodic strum of
Nikolas's guitar.
The lights faded when walked off stage leaving the crowd screaming and yelling
at the top of their lungs. Jex, Nic, and Rex had huge smiles covering their
faces as they chugged the water the technicians handed us. This would never get
old. Moments like this were the ones we lived and worked for. Once the chanting
and clapping rose to the maximum volume, the four of us walked back onstage and
gave the fans what they wanted, an encore.
Green and yellow lights flashed over the crowd and smoke hovered at the bottom
of the stage. We played three more songs. People sang and swayed to the lyrics
and music. Some jumped up and down, feeling the full beat of the drums while
others banged their heads. The feeling of having thousands of people chanting
my words would never become real. More often than not, I felt like I was in a
dream, one that I never wanted to wake from.
During the last song, I pointed to the blonde. By the way she was dressed in a
tight pink shirt and a skirt that showed the bottom of her ass cheeks, I knew
she wanted to be seen. She could have possibly had this night planned from the
beginning. Randomly, I chose a few others from the crowd to join us, to dance
in front of our audience, to feel the temporary power. It was something I did
every show, every tour. It was a habit of sorts.
Security helped the girls climb on the stage and they lifted their arms and
shook their asses. Before the song ended, the technicians led the girls' side
stage as cannons of small fireworks shot from the floor. After the final song,
my brothers and played the crowd and threw drumsticks and guitar picks. The
yelling didn't stop for minutes and the audience realized we weren't coming
back out. I walked side stage where girls anxiously waited us. I smiled,
popping an eyebrow at my chosen woman for the night, and she instantly came to
me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and hers hung on my waist. My brothers
stopped in the green room with the other girls, but Blondie and I walked to the
bus.
"I'm Lindsey," she whispered in my ear before we reached the end of
the hallway. I smiled at her and pushed open the exit door. Groupies and fans
waited near the bus and as soon as we walked up they rushed it.
"I'll be out in a bit," I said, smiling at them with pearly whites.
"My brothers are coming out that door over there. Really soon."
I hated to out
their exit strategy, but I wanted to take my time burying my dick deep inside
Misty or Christy or whatever the fuck her name was. It didn't matter. Names
never did.
Meet the
Author
Lyra Parish loves
to write, glamp, and sing obnoxiously loud at the top of her lungs in the
shower. Sweet love stories (along with the dirty ones) make her gush. She is a
firm believer that a person can never have too many cups of coffee, cats, or
happily ever afters. When she isn't busy writing, she can be found sipping
various beverages from her non-alcoholic drink buffet, pimp slapping excel
spreadsheets, or riding her bike. Lyra lives in Texas with her glassblowing,
guitar-playing hubby and black cat named Nibbler.
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