Rock

Book 4 in the Hard Rock Harlots seriesWARNING: ROCK is a no-holds- (or holes-) barred bisexual, polyamorous lust-fest for the senses. It contains GRAPHIC LANGUAGE and EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEX. This book is not suitable for readers under the age of 18 or anyone expecting a realistic story. A strong stomach, an open mind, and appreciation for over-the-top, egotistical characters are a must. Best read after STRINGS, BEATS, and NOCTURNES.If you'd asked me to describe myself a couple weeks ago, I'd have told you I'm Letty Fucking Dillinger—The Rock in your cock, the cream in your wet dream, the spunk in your junk.I had everything a girl could want: A hot rocker boyfriend, fame, a nuclear cooter, a smart phone … The whole damn world at my feet. I worked my ass off to get where I am, and I have no regrets.But everything changed when *she* exploded on the scene with the mother of atomic bombs strapped across her chest. She's beautiful, talented, and holds the key to my future—my life as I know it—in her hands.I hate her. I fucking hate her. Because she and her merry band of bitches made me do something I've never done before. They made me doubt myself.Who am I?I'm not sure anymore.