Burn This! (A 300 Moons Book)(Bad Boy Alphas) - Plot & Excerpts
Far below him, the peal of church bells echoed between rhythmic gusts of wind. But the intervals were too regular, and the bells were too soft. Something wasn’t right. He woke up suddenly, blinded by the harsh afternoon sun pouring in mercilessly through the floor-to-ceiling windows. His phone was ringing. Somewhere. Those bells were Mom’s ringtone. Oh, fuck. He pressed a button on the bedside table and night panels slid in front of the windows. Now it was so dark he couldn’t see. He stubbed his toe on something hard on the way to the light switch. Was there a level of stardom, he wondered, where you never had to stub your damned toe? Did Bowie’s room have a button by the bed for the lights too? Did Ozzy get some kind of robotic maid to clean up his stuff? Johnny’s clothes were piled haphazardly on the floor, a tangle of leather and denim.
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