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542 pages, Paperback
Published June 6, 2021
“It had me wondering what else we could do together. If there was more for us beyond just this moment in time, the artist and the fan. Something in me wanted to create more with her. A legacy. An empire. There was a new dream forming in my head, one I could hold on to in the darker moments, because I knew now that she had me.
We were TheColt and Baby Bird.
We were solid fucking gold.”
“The man I loved was a farce, a fake version of Judah. The real version was running from his problems, hidden underneath synthetics and suppression, and looking for me to be his solution, unwilling to change his behavior, even if it was killing him. Now that he was home…it didn’t look like he had any fucking plans on changing that.”
“I loved him in a way that threatened to suffocate me, but I didn’t love him more than I loved myself, and that was growth. That was proof that coming back to LA, leaving my shitty life behind, was the best decision I’d ever made.
I would hope for the best but prepare for the worst.
It was time to rebuild my life.”
“ “I want your signature under mine, because there will never be a moment in time where TheColt isn’t with his Baby Bird. No matter how many times I fuck up, how long we spend apart, you’re with me and I’m with you. Spiritually, emotionally, mentally, even if it’s not physically, we’re together.” I planted a kiss to her hair. “You won’t let me fall, and I’ll always keep crawling back. So sign the damn wall.”
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“I hate girls,” Franks bitched, smearing red lipstick all over her mouth before artfully smudging it to look like she just got finished smashing some guy in the bathroom of a club. “Pretty to fuck but awful to deal with.”