Black Falcon: Complete Series Collection
Published By: Michelle A. Valentine Books, LLC
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Copyright © 2015 by Michelle A. Valentine Books, LLC
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—Rock the Heart edited by Cassie Cox— All Rights Reserved. This edition is copy written by Michelle A Valentine Books, LLC. No reproduction or utilization of this edition without written permission of the publisher. March, 2015.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
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(Black Falcon Series, Book One)
(Black Falcon Prequel to Rock the Heart)
Chapter 1 | Freshman year... | LANE
Chapter 2 | One Week Later... | LANE
Chapter 3 | End of Junior Year... | NOEL
Chapter 4 | One Year Later—Graduation Night... | NOEL
Chapter 10 | NOEL FALCON (Months later—Bonus Chapter)
Prologue | It Will Rain | Two Weeks Prior...
Chapter 2 | I Knew You Were Trouble | Holly
Chapter 4 | Good Girls, Bad Guys | TRIP
Chapter 5 | I Wanna Be Bad | HOLLY
Chapter 8 | Bringing Down the Giant | HOLLY
Chapter 9 | She Will Be Loved | Holly
Chapter 11 | Radioactive | Holly
Chapter 13 | Same Old Trip | Trip
Chapter 15 | It Is What It Is | HOLLY
Chapter 16 | Light Up the Sky | TRIP
Chapter 17 | Between the Raindrops | Holly
Prologue | “Coming Down” – Five Finger Death Punch | One Year Ago...
Chapter 2 | “Mad World” –Gary Jules
Chapter 3 | “Pain Killer” –Three Days Grace
Chapter 4 | “Buttons”—Pussycat Dolls
Chapter 5 | “Man in the Box”—Alice in Chains
Chapter 6 | “Red”—Taylor Swift
Chapter 7 | “Behind Blue Eyes” –Limp Bizkit
Chapter 8 | “Desire” – Meg Myers
Chapter 9 | “The Morning After” –Meg Myers
Chapter 10 | “Wicked Game” – Stone Sour
Chapter 11 | “Through the Glass” –Stone Sour
Chapter 12 | “No Matter What” – Papa Roach
Chapter 13 | “I Write Sins Not Tragedies” – Panic At the Disco
Chapter 14 | “It Goes Like This” – Thomas Rhett
Chapter 16 | “Change” – Def Tones
Chapter 17 | “Say It” — Blue October
Chapter 18 | “Nobody Knows” – The Tony Rich Project
Chapter 19 | “Creep” – Radio Head
Chapter 20 | “Slow Ride” – Foghat
Epilogue | “Marry You” –Bruno Mars | One Year later
A BLACK FALCON CHRISTMAS BONUS SCENE | “NOEL”
With Love From Riff | Valentine’s Day Bonus Scene
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ROCK THE BEGINNING
ROCK THE HEART
ROCK THE BAND
ROCK MY BED
ROCK MY WORLD
ROCK THE BEAT
ROCK MY BODY
PHENOMENAL X
COMING SOON –XAIVER COLD
DEMON AT MY DOOR
COMING SOON—DEMON IN MY BED
NAUGHTY KING (Releases March 17
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2015)
COMING SOON—FIESTY PRINCESS
COMING SOON—DIRTY ROYALS
WICKED WHITE (Releases June 24
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2015)
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Rock the Heart
by
Michelle A. Valentine
–––––––– Rock The Heart (Black Falcon 1) Playlist Faithfully – Boyce Avenue Familiar Taste of Poison – Halestorm One More Night – Maroon 5
Forever – Papa Roach You Stupid Girl – Framing Hanley Fix Me – Ten Years
The Fire – Rev Theory The One That Got Away – Katy Perry Somewhere With You – Kenny Chesney It Will Rain – Burno Mars Pick Up the Phone – Falling in Reverse Casual Sex – My Darkest Days Never Be the Same – Red Somebody That I Used To Know – Boyce Avenue Erase My Scars – Evans Blue
I’ll always be your number one fan.
Love, Mom
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I
’m in the most uncomfortable seat in the entire world. The stiff, high-backed leather chair nearly swallows me whole, and my legs stick to the seat. If I didn’t know better, I would say someone left on the heat. A bead of sweat trickles down my spine, and I reach across the table to pour a glass of water. I can’t believe I’m this nervous. It’s only a board meeting, for crying out loud. The glass meets my lips, and I gulp down a drink.
My best friend of four years, Aubrey, pats my wrist. “Sweetie, it’s fine. This is no biggie.”
I muster up a smile and nod. Of course it’s no big deal to her. She’s been through countless marketing meetings. This is my first one. Sure, I’m only an intern, but proving myself could earn me a spot at Center Stage Marketing. I’ve wanted that since my freshman year in college.
Aubrey and I earned degrees from the University of Texas, and she somehow landed an assistant position to one of the top executives in the in the well-known New York company. They actually pay her to be here, while I’m just the annoying tagalong in training.
Diana Swagger, one of the most respected female marketing executives in New York and the president of the firm, strides in and sits at the head of the long table. She’s put together from head to toe—not one red hair out of place on her well-groomed head. Her black suit screams money, and from what I’ve heard about her in the staff lounge, she’s a no nonsense type.
Aubrey clicks her pen, ready to jot notes for her boss. Even though I’m only here to observe, I mimic her actions and do my best to pretend as though I belong.
“Can anyone read the goals we discussed two weeks ago?” Diana asks while she unbuttons her jacket.
A middle-aged man to Diana’s right rattles off a list that might as well have been said in a foreign language. None of Center Stage’s current projects involve products or companies I’m familiar with, but I keep my eyes trained on him as if he’s the most interesting person in the world.
“...And we received the go ahead from Black Falcon’s people to proceed with the children’s campaign,” he says.
That automatically catches my attention. Black Falcon hits a little too close to home for me. Most people know them for their music, but I know their front man, Noel Falcon. The star-studded rocker is a huge part of my past. He’s in every one of childhood memories.
Diana makes a note on her yellow legal paper. “Good. We need a volunteer to wine and dine Noel Falcon for a few days. We need him to know we’re serious about his charity.”
Everyone at the table busies themselves with paperwork. All of them avoiding Diana’s stare.
Diana peers around the table. “No one is interested? Harold?”
The man to Diana’s right looks up and adjusts his glasses. “Sorry, Diana. Rock stars aren’t well known for working well with us boring ad types. Last time I tried working with one, he blew me off then became irate that his marketing wasn’t what he had envisioned. No offense, but this isn’t the type of account I’m willing to take on. It’s a time suck.”
Diana leans back in her chair, steeples her fingers together, and presses them to her lips. “Is no one interested?” Her eyes scan her employees—all of them avoiding her stare—before they land on me. “How about you? You seem to be the only one interested in this account.”
Shit. Eye contact is a pain in the ass. I swallow hard, and my hand clutches my throat. “M—me?”
