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Change has never come easy for Aaron, even when it’s been for his own good. He avoids it when he can, rebelling against anything the least bit uncomfortable. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do to prevent the implosion of his band. Now he must decide how to deal with the fallout.
Quit?
Or help his best friend and former bandmate build something new?
He wished the choice was easy, but there are too many triggers buried in his head and old memories dredged up when ghosts from his past reach out to him.
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Hawk loved making music. A life of travel and performing was the only one he’d ever pictured for himself. When an accident left him the guardian of his brother’s three children, he was forced to make some tough decisions. The ripples sent shockwaves through his band and decimated friendships in the process.
His choice gave him an instant family.
But does it have to cost him the man he loves?
Hawk might be on his way to the grocery store while Aaron heads for the desert, but there are many roads to Rocktoberfest and many ways of uniting a family.
Broken Chorus is part of the multi-author Road to Rocktoberfest 2024 series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see what antics our bands get into next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for. Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!
Genres:
Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 3
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Found Family, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Second Chances
Word Count: 89,000
Languages Available: English
“Oh my god you have Thin Mints!” Aaron declared before shoving it in his mouth.
“I’d assume you did too, since Ella was the one selling them.”
“I may have grossly underestimated how many I could eat in one sitting.”
“Holy shit, how many did you eat?”
“Well. It was movie marathon day, so you know how that goes,” Aaron muttered around the cookie in his mouth, shrugging as he rummaged around in the jar for a couple more.
“Yeah, you got set up in your home theater with junk food and a stack of fat blunts and didn’t move all day unless it was to piss or puke.”
“Which only happened once. The puking that is.”
“If you’re not careful, you’re going overdose on sugar one of these days!” Kelly snapped, moving the cookie jar farther away from him.
The last thing Aaron was in the mood for was to be reminded of another vice he sucked at controlling.
READ MORE“That much sugar is not good for anyone,” Kelly pointed out, arms around the jar, guarding the damn thing to keep it out of Aaron’s hands.
“I wasn’t gonna have that many,” Aaron grumbled before polishing off the three he held.
“You ready to play?” Kelly asked, a hopeful tone to his voice.
“Ready, no. But I’ll play if only to prove to you why none of this is going to work out the way you want it to.”
“That’s it!” Kelly yelled, shoving the cookie jar into the wall hard enough that the lid violently rattled. “Go home, Aaron. I’m not going to have you fuck this up for me.”
“I thought this was supposed to be for us”
“It was until I realized you haven’t changed at all. Why didn’t you roll with Jason and Ethan once the band split up? It would have been easier for the three of you to replace me and Hawk. As it is, I don’t know how I’m going to replace any of you.”
“I never said I wanted to be replaced.”
“You don’t have to say it. The fact that you don’t want to give the best musicians a chance to play is all I need to know.”
“You could have at least met me halfway and agreed to reopen the auditions.”
“Why, when we heard all we needed to!” Kelly snapped. “Those were your words, not mine, though I happen to agree. You’re being a dick, like, in the worst way possible. I never would have expected this from you, not in a million years. Calling Micah a cultist is bad enough, but using the word cripple…”
“Technically, I only started to say the word!”
“which was already too much. I’m just curious about one thing.”
“Shoot.”
“Which bothers you more: the handicap, or the religion?”
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