Something Wicked

By Theresa Hissong

Something Wicked

Aiden Hawke, the lead singer for the rock band Something Wicked, was used to raising hell and partying every night with his all-male band. When their bassist quit right before the beginning of their tour, saying he needed to go back to a normal life, the band hired on a female to take his place.

Kit Ellis knew she was stepping into a predominately male industry when she signed on with Something Wicked. There weren’t that many female bassist in the business, but the gutsy woman knew she could run with the big dogs. Her dream had come true when she landed a spot as the newest band member for Something Wicked, but there was one problem she had not anticipated. Aiden Hawke ignited something inside her, and with each day spent together, their heated glances and casual flirting sent her hormones straight into the danger zone.

One steamy night at the Get Rocked Festival in Las Vegas, Aiden and Kit find themselves giving in to their need for each other. Can the two of them survive when Kit’s family calls with news of trouble at home, or will Kit give up her dream after she realizes that she crossed the line by falling for the lead singer of Something Wicked?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Theresa Hissong
• Release date: Aug 27, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463059265

Theresa Hissong

About Theresa Hissong:Theresa Hissong is the bestselling author of the Rise of the Pride series. She writes paranormal romance, rockstar romance, and romantic suspense.She enjoys spending her days and nights creating the perfect love affair, and she takes those ideas to paper. When she’s not writing, Theresa spends her free time traveling and attending concerts all over the United States.

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Something Wicked

By

Theresa Hissong

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©2019 Theresa Hissong

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Disclaimer:

This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely coincidental. The names of people, places, and/or things are all created from the author’s mind and are only used for entertainment.

Due to the content, this book is recommended for adults 18 years and older.

Editing by:

Heidi Ryan

Amour the Line Editing

Cover Design:

Pink Ink Designs

Cover Model:

Anthony Mattox

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Other Books by Theresa Hissong

Fatal Cross Live!

Fatal Desires

Fatal Temptations

Fatal Seduction

Cycle of Sin on Tour:

Rocked

Rise of the Pride:

Talon

Winter

Savage

The Birth of an Alpha

Ranger

Kye

The Healer

Dane

Booth

Morgan Clan Bears:

Mating Season

Mating Instinct

Book for Charity:

Fully Loaded

Dedication:

To Anthony Mattox…

"It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Contents:

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Epilogue

About the Author

Chapter One

Kit

My eyes fluttered open as the tour bus took a sharp right turn. I rolled over and checked my phone, groaning when the display told me it wasn’t even noon. The show the night before had been crazy, and we ended up partying with our opening band until it was time to leave Albuquerque at three in the morning.

I still couldn’t believe how much my life had changed in just a short amount of time. At twenty-four years old, I was living my dream. Five weeks ago, I was hired on to be the new bassist for the heavy metal band, Something Wicked. The tryouts were announced on social media, and I had been lucky enough to be living in their hometown of Phoenix, Arizona, where the auditions were taking place.

That morning, my piece of crap car and my equipment were my only hope in making a last ditch effort to fit in somewhere in the music industry. I’d been in two other bands before landing this new gig. One of my bands had split because our drummer and guitarist decided that they enjoyed partying more than working. The second one, I wouldn’t even have called it a band. We played covers of number one hits for drunks at a shady bar on the southwest side of Phoenix. I made thirty dollars a weekend after splitting the funds with my four other band members and the guy we had helping us with moving our equipment from the van into the building.

Something Wicked had just released an album, and their first single was rising up the charts. This tour was our chance to spread our music to the world, landing a spot playing at several festivals during the summer. I was at a point in my life where I either needed to get hired with a band that was actually going somewhere or find a job in corporate America.

As I stared at the bunk above my head, I chuckled softly, thinking how I would never fit in anywhere but the music business. I wasn’t secretary material. With my multitude of tattoos, piercings, and a new hair color every few months, no one was going to hire me to work in a high rise building with people in stuffy suits. The relief of knowing I’d be on the road, playing music, almost brought me to tears the moment I’d gotten the call. I’d packed my bags for the tour a week after landing the job and spent my last dime on clothes to wear on stage. The day I loaded my bags into that bus was the start of something big for me…I could feel it.

Now, I was performing sold out shows. Being thrust into the spotlight hadn’t changed me much. When you were working for a band that had been noticed by several outlets, and the interview requests start pouring in, you kind of realized that what you had going on was a big fucking deal. The fact that the vocalist for Something Wicked was widely known in the industry sealed the deal that what we were doing was going to explode…and soon.

Aiden Hawke fronted our band, and he ran every aspect of the business side for Something Wicked. This was his baby…his brainchild. I admit I had been a bit star struck when I’d first met him. He’d been in two other bands, one of them hitting number one on the charts a few years ago, throwing him into instant stardom. That venture went south, and he disappeared for about a year before coming back with the new band. Kade Lancaster and Jude Oakley came from another semi-known punk band after a terrible breakup and falling out with their record label. Kade was already pegged as one of the best up and coming guitarist in the industry, and Jude had already graced the cover of two drummer magazines, showcasing his talent.

I, on the other hand, was busting my ass to amount to something in the male dominated industry. There were only a handful of women bassists, but I really didn’t give a fuck about statistics. I loved playing the instrument, and I was going to make damn sure that I succeeded in chasing my dreams.

The hiss of the tour bus coming to a stop was the only indication that we’d arrived in Las Vegas. Today was our