Greetings peeps! This is Corey Patrick, the bass player of The Wretched with a blog post about heavy metal in erotica romance. In my mind, there’s nothin’ better than writing about sexy rocker dudes and dudettes, playing music onstage and enjoying the pleasures of stardom offstage. BL intends to do this in the Metalrotica collection, which features tales about my band, The Wretched. Where did this idea come from? Well Shar and BL have attended lots of concerts seeing some of the best in metal in all their glory. Not only that, Shar is a metal journalist for the e-zine FourteenG.Net which features interviews and reviews with some of the hot acts from yesterday and today. Since its inception in 2004, the girls who were also known as the Terror Triplets in popular circles, traveled through the Midwest to meet with bands and hang out with other press members as well as fans. When that happens, you see a bunch of things the normal fan might not get to see.
Of course, the girls will never tell you but in this series, Shar gives you an inside look into some of the things she witnessed or took part in as well as things she’s drummed up in that crazy brain of hers. This makes for a great story, don’t you think? You follow the band, in this case The Wretched, on tour, playing in front of thousands, interacting with fans, and enjoying all the indulgencies of being a heavy metal superstar. To me this is great inspiration for a set of tales and add the raw emotion, the adrenaline, and sexiness, you’ve got yourself an exciting set of books!
Now, the great thing about The Wretched is they’re all FREE and about 10k or less. When a volume is done, it will be released in a full ebook and or print depending on the length. Once the Wretched is done, Shar and BL will delve into other bands. One for the fictional band Dark Temptress and all black girl metal band, another for Astronodomine, as well as a series of books called Reluctant Groupie. There will also be a couple of one offs in the collection. All in all, a fabulous set of books that metal and romance fans alike shall enjoy.
Hope this sparked your interest into the collection that should bring metal and erotica closer together. Metalrotica! *raise up horns*
Corey still hasn’t come out to his bandmates but one knows a lot more than he thought. Drummer Bryan Taylor and Corey share some drinks, weed, and revelations about themselves. What Corey finds out about the Wretched’s resident banger just might surprise him.
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“Well…uh… shi…” Bryan Taylor, my drummer and roommate waved his hands in disgust and ran off the bus.
“Uh…oh damn, man. Does he know?” Jake cocked an eyebrow and rubbed those slim fingers across my lips.
“No one does. Fuck!” Disgusted, I clenched my fist and slammed the cushions next to me. Why hadn’t I locked the goddamn door? I wasn’t expecting anyone to find out about me like this. Honestly, I didn’t want anyone to know a thing so I’d stay in this band.
Well, one good thing is, it wasn’t that fuck Allen, his running buddy Eric, or worse Nicolai. There would’ve really been some shit then. “Uh, Jake… damn man I didn’t want to end it like this but I gotta…”
“I get it, man. It’s cool.” Jake immediately got up from my lap and started getting dressed. “It was fun, Corey. Do you think we could…”
“Oh yeah, man. Again? Hells yeah, I wanna…” I leaned down and yanked my pants up and zipping quickly.
“No, I wasn’t asking about that. I wanted to keep in touch sure but I don’t think my boyfriend will allow me to do this more than once. I mean, contrary to what it looks like, Efran’s in charge.”
I was surprised at Jake’s answer, remembering the interaction between the two before we got on the bus. “Um, yeah sure but, fuck man, I’d love a repeat.” Although my mind was elsewhere I had to secure the opportunity to have some of that hot ass again. Jake was too delicious to have just one time.
“We’ll see, man. Give me your phone and I’ll put in my number.” Jake held out his hand and yanked on his hair, pulling it into a ponytail holder.
“Sure.” I handed my cell to him and watched Jake press the digits in. Damn what a sexy man and hell, if I wanted to be caught with anyone, might as well be someone as hot as Jake.
“Call me then, okay? Perhaps when you’re back in Detroit, we can all hang.”
“Sure thing.” I grabbed his arm, not wanting him to leave. Yeah, I had some fucking explaining to do to Bryan but I wanted some more of those slim lips on top of mine. “Come here, babe. You ain’t getting away without saying bye properly.”
Seemingly reluctant to do anything more, Jake stepped closer to me and wrapped his arms around my back. “Come on, Corey. You got one kiss. What did I tell ya about−?”
I didn’t want to hear the story about kisses only being reserved for the boyfriend. I stopped him from talking, pressing my mouth on top of his. Jake’s lips were so soft, and wet I’d kiss him for hours if I had the chance. Immediately, the surge shot from my cock to my nipples, hardening them under my t-shirt. Fuck this man was gorgeous. If I didn’t want Deborah Meyer so bad, I’d ask this man to marry me. “Mmmph… damn I want another round with you. Work on Efran, okay?” I gave him a quick peck and pressed the dial on my handset to make sure the number was his. Satisfied when it rang in his back pocket, I slinked my arm around his waist and held him, making our cocks touch beneath our jeans. I was horny as hell even though I was worried about what Bryan would do or say about finding me with Jake. Despite my nervousness, not even that stopped me from wanting this man, naked and riding my dick again.
“Yeah… uh let me go, Corey. I’ll keep in touch.” Jake kissed me again and pulled away, sprinting in the other direction, not saying another word.
“Fuck.” Jake was one man I wouldn’t mind having something with. If he weren’t taken, I might’ve asked for more than the boys’ number.
Trying to get my head out of my ass, I ran my fingers through my scalp. I rubbed my temples and closed my eyes, knowing a headache might not be too far behind.
I just had one of the best fucks in my life and it might end up costing me my career if Bryan didn’t keep his trap shut.
Gotta get to him before he spills the beans.