Pretty Little Rocker by Terri Anne Browning

Author:Terri Anne Browning [Browning, Terri Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Anna Henson
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

I’d lived in SoCal all my life, but I’d never been to the warehouse area where the driver dropped us off. Getting into the building was easy enough, finding my brother and Abi’s sister, not so much. Over a thousand people were stuffed into the building.

Lights flashed overhead in time to the music being played from a platform that was hanging overhead, while a DJ mixed songs that had my blood thumping in my ears. Or maybe that was the fear. I didn’t scare easily, but fuck if I wasn’t terrified then and there.

This was gang territory, and I knew that because I was seeing some shit that didn’t just suggest it but screamed it loud and clear. Like the guy with the word “Lunatic” inked across his forehead, waving a gun around his group while appearing to laugh maniacally. I wasn’t sure, because all I could hear was the music and the buzz of voices that blended into a bad symphony of chatter. All the people around him were dressed in gang-specific colors, which, according to the snippets I’d gotten from the news over the years, meant they were the worst of the worst.

Trying to put distance between ourselves and Lunatic, I desperately looked around for my brother, hoping to see his mop of curls above everyone else. But an hour later, we still hadn’t seen anything but a lot of shit that was going to give me nightmares later.

As we squeezed through another group, getting closer to the center of the warehouse where the fighting was taking place, the lights flashed over a face that had me stopping in my tracks for a moment. I blinked, the nausea in my stomach churning faster. That couldn’t be…

Sparks wouldn’t be at this place.

I shifted closer to the man, his arm tossed around a girl with dark hair slicked into a high ponytail. She looked up at him with unfocused eyes, but I was more caught on him. When he shifted again, he kissed her, and my knees went weak. Stiffening them, I locked my spine, ready to tear the ponytail off that bitch’s head.

But then I caught sight of the guy’s ink, and the jealous, possessive monster that had taken hold of me calmed down. Not Sparks’s tattoos. Although there was one that was all too familiar. Just like Sparks’s face, but an older version of it. Like the hands of time had fast-forwarded, showing me what he would look like in ten years.

As if he could feel my gaze on him, the older version of Sparks turned his head, his eyes finding me in the crowd. A frown pulled at his brows as our gazes stayed locked. Every survival instinct within me screamed to run, but I was frozen in place. The ink on this man I’d seen, the same tattoo that was on my Sparks, wasn’t the same as what was branded on the gang members. This was different.

Warning bells were going off in my head, but still, I kept my eyes on the man.

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