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He's a famous rock star having trouble finding his voice. She has a mouth that gets her in trouble. What happens when her mouth meets his lips and everything turns explosive? Little did he know when he woke up this morning that a short redhead would destroy his perfect, Maserati driving world.
Those were the first words I said when I set eyes on the hot-as-sin rock star's long, wide…car. It was beautiful. Hunter Six was gorgeous. He may be rich, famous, and one of the most talented singers of this century, but that didn't mean he could get away with what he did to my mom.
Willa Jones
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He's a famous rock star having trouble finding his voice. She has a mouth that gets her in trouble. What happens when her mouth meets his lips and everything turns explosive? Little did he know when he woke up this morning that a short redhead would destroy his perfect, Maserati driving world.

Those were the first words I said when I set eyes on the hot-as-sin rock star's long, wide…car. It was beautiful. Hunter Six was gorgeous. He may be rich, famous, and one of the most talented singers of this century, but that didn't mean he could get away with what he did to my mom.

Willa Jones just played you, bro.

That's what my brother said to me after a beautiful redhead ripped apart my life with a little piece of chalk. Let me preface that with a fact: The image she drew of a specific part of my body was a whole lot bigger in real life. Despite her ridiculously inaccurate depiction of me, she tricked me into taking my picture. My days of living in obscurity, taking a break from the rock-star life, were numbered, destroyed by a fiery redhead.

When she finally threw the chalk to the ground and left, I watched a particular part of her body sashay away and knew I'd never get her out of my head.


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Autorenporträt
Elizabeth Lynx is not a robot, that's for sure. At least she says she's not. She is also not a space alien. How do I know this, because she was born in Baltimore Maryland in the 1970's when no one wanted to be in Baltimore Maryland so why would her parents say that if it weren't true. Of course she has had her suspicions growing up and is still in a continual search for evidence that backs up her space age theories.

To bide her time she writes about 'normal' people and their sexy romantic lives. Her husband chooses to put up with her theories and paranoid musings. Her two little boys help her see that perhaps she isn't an alien but more of a climbing rock. This theory is new, so she needs more time to develop it further.
She has a website called E. Lynx (http://elynx.weebly.com).