More phones were ringing somewhere, accompanied by the clicking of computer keys and the hurried footsteps of a low-level employee and confident stride of an executive.Įveryone seemed to be in a frenzy today, which meant something big must be happening while I awaited my fate. The offices of Savant Records were thirty floors up with the Los Angeles sun shining through the windows and highlighting the modern industrial space. The receptionist who’d greeted me when I arrived was oblivious to my distress as her desk phone rang nonstop. I couldn’t stop my leg from bouncing or the umpteenth shift in the hard plastic chair. My gaze remained glued to the screen of the mounted TV across from me while the smell of brine filled my nose. The rock star had simply overdosed on cocaine. There had been ten mass shootings this month alone, but reports had taken a back seat for one tragedy in particular.Įvery channel and their avid audiences were tuned in to the death of Calvin Everill.Īfter three months, there was nothing new to report, no suspicion of foul play.
No one would suspect the government had shut down, and parts of the country were still suffering from last year’s hurricanes. While mourning, fans are anxious to learn about the fate of the upcoming world tour and who Bound’s front man, rumored to be meticulous, will deem worthy of filling Everill’s shoes. At twenty-seven, the not-yet proclaimed legend is survived by his bandmates who could not be reached for a statement. ***Lilac is a reverse harem romance and complete standalone.Ĭalvin Everill, the lead guitarist of Bound, was found dead yesterday morning from a drug overdose. It seemed easy enough when I boarded their tour bus, but it only took one city for the lines we’d drawn to blur. Somehow, I must resist the temptation of Houston Morrow, Loren James, and Jericho Noble. But the biggest threat of all isn’t a meticulous front man, a narcissistic bassist, and a drummer with too many secrets. To succeed I have to survive a world tour, public scrutiny, and idols turned enemies. The label wants a new image, Bound wants me gone, but I’ve got my own agenda. It’s no secret I wasn’t their first choice. Jaded, gorgeous, and ridiculously talented-they’re determined to turn my dream into a nightmare. From dive bars to the big stage, my instant claim to fame is nothing short of a fairytale.
When Bound loses its lead guitarist, yours truly is chosen to fill his shoes. I, Braxton Fawn, am the luckiest girl alive.Įvery so often, gods walk the earth.
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