Wednesday, 25 November 2015

Are you ready for a True... Love story?

“I’m so sorry Sebastyén… I don’t really know how to tell you…” My girlfriend, Nancy – the one person in my life that I absolutely adored – took a deep shuddery breath and then proceeded to destroy my whole world, “but I love someone else…”
I’d just got home after a really tough day and I’d been so looking forward to telling her the good news. We’d been saving like crazy for a better flat than the grubby one we currently shared with my friend, Dániel, and I’d just seen the perfect one. It was the right price too. I’d run all the way home from the estate agents.
I stared at her, hearing the words but processing nothing… How could she mean that? She was everything to me… everything. I shook my head, “Y-You cannot mean that.” I stuttered.
She nodded sadly, “I’m so sorry – we never meant to hurt you…”
I frowned. We? That made it sound like I knew the other party involved in the total destruction of my life… Who was she talking about? Feeling my heart sinking, because there was really only one person she could be talking about, I still felt the need to ask the question anyway because surely Dániel would never do that to me? No – we were as close as brothers… “Who is it?”
She looked at me with surprise in her eyes; surprised, no doubt, that I hadn’t already worked it out – but, quite honestly, I had absolutely no idea. I was happily clueless… “Well, Dan of course…”

I almost choked. Dániel  – the person I would trust with my life; my best friend… “Of course.” I muttered as things all started to drop into place.
Sebastyén... True...Love, Riverside #2 

Out 1st December 2015

Monday, 23 November 2015

Are you ready for something stupid...?

A Christmas Party.... A blast from the past... A second chance....


Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Sam... Distracted....Coming soon

I jumped as Luca stomped into the kitchen and snatched his apron down from the hook.
Frowning at his obvious distress I had to ask, “Are you okay?”
He turned to me and I was startled to see that he’d been crying, “I’ve had better days.” He snarled.
I was a little taken aback. Luca never spoke to me like that. “Okay.” I said quietly, “I’m sorry I asked.”
He sighed and turned back to me, an apologetic expression on his face, “Enid and I broke up, okay?”
I can’t deny that my heart leapt at his admission but I tried my best to maintain my poker face, “Oh, I’m really sorry man.” I said as sincerely as I could muster when inside my head I was high-fiving myself.
He shook his head, “No, that bit’s fine – well it’s not really…” He sighed and sniffed, “But you know, she was right – I have been distant. My head had definitely not been in the game – I hadn’t even been thinking about her… I just broke her heart and it nearly killed me.”
He wasn’t making any sense but I found myself nodding along. “Well, maybe you can make things up again, maybe you just need a break or something…” Or maybe you just need me. Come on man, take a chance...
He stared at me, looking even more distressed than he had to begin with, “Oh, hell – are you serious man?” he said, “Do you really think all I need is a break? Have I just been imagining everything that’s been happening between us then?”
I stared back at him in total confusion, “Uh?” I know – pathetic aren’t I?
He took a tentative step closer, “Don’t freak out, okay?” he asked.
I nodded. He was getting damned close and I’ve got to admit, I was beginning to freak out a bit – but in a good way, I think… This could not be happening. Things this good just didn’t happen to me – ever…
Luca was stood right in front of me. We were pretty much the same height and were kind of nose-to-nose.
Suddenly there was the loudest crash from the storeroom, “Shit!” I shouted and turning on my heel I shot back into the stores. What the hell was going on? Were we being robbed? I snapped the light on and it became immediately obvious that we weren’t being robbed at all, “It’s just the veg rack,” I called back to the kitchen. The rack of vegetables that had been slightly precariously balanced had fallen over. “Shit,” I muttered as I started to rebuild it. Luca hadn’t followed me and I was guessing that, like me, he was trying to make sense of what had just almost happened between us. My heart rate was just starting to get back to normal when I heard slightly raised voices. I stopped what I was doing and edged closer to the door to the kitchen.
Tate clearly had no idea that I was in the stores. “I need a word with you, Gianluca.” He growled. My heart spiked with fear, I swear if someone that big had growled at me like that, I’d have thrown myself in the waste disposal…
But Luca stood his ground like the man I knew he was, and loved more than anything else in the world... “Morning, Tate.” He said cheerfully, “What’s up?”
“What’s going on between you and my brother?” Shit. I could just imagine his scowl and my legs started to shake.
“Sam?” Luca sounded surprised. I imagined him blinking those big brown eyes in confusion… He’d be wondering how the hell Tate knew…
“Sam.” Tate agreed in a surly tone that made me cringe.
“We’re friends.” Luca said innocently. And he wasn’t wrong either – we were friends and I’d explained that to Tate – that kiss we’d shared at the party playing spin the bottle was (sadly) the one and only time – it might not have been had the vegetable rack not fallen over when it did but still… right now we were as innocent as could be.
I heard the hissing sigh leaving Tate and I could picture him in my head. Actually what I pictured in my head was the way he looked when I first knew him, all dreads and piercings and looking just about as scary as anyone could. I shook my head and tried to think of nice things… “And you’d better make sure it stays that way, my friend – or you could find yourself out on your ear.”
I frowned… Now just wait a minute – I could choose my own boyfriend, no, friend, friend, thanks very much… and I wasn’t having Tate threatening him like that. I shot out of the stores and stood in front of Tate – we were of a similar height but he was absolutely massive with muscles on muscles, whereas I was so skinny I’d blow over in a big gust of wind… Still, I wasn’t gonna stand by and allow him to tear a strip off Luca like that. “Hey, man,” I said angrily, “– back off.” I shoved his shoulder – guess I was more annoyed than I thought. Realising what I’d just done, I instinctively took a step back with a muttered apology.
Tate glared at me, “I beg your pardon?” he asked.
Taking a deep breath I looked him in the eye, “I said back off – I heard what you just said – and I can choose whom to love – just like you can.”
Both Tate and Luca turned around with the same expression. “Love?” they both asked with equal incredulity.
I shrugged and nodded, feeling my face heating up, “Yeah – so what?” I asked, trying to play it off as if I meant as a friend. I was beginning to regret my rash decision to come defending Luca – hell, he was twice the size of me too – he could totally look after himself!
Tate’s scowl was impressive but I wasn’t looking at him – I was looking at the delighted look on Luca’s face, “You just said you loved me?” he asked, his face full of something that could have passed for love for me too.
I nodded, “Yeah.” I said, “You know I do – we’re best mates, aren’t we?”
Tate cleared his throat and rolled his eyes, “Well, I feel ten kinds of stupid for getting the wrong end of the stick now.” He shot me a little grin. Turning back to Luca, with a slightly less impressive scowl he added, “Whatever’s going on between you two I want you to make sure you look after him – you should worship the ground he walks on because this kid is solid gold.”
Luca nodded, “I do,” he said with a grin, “and I know a good thing when I see it, dude.” He added, “I’ll never let him down – you can count on it.”
Tate grunted and made for the door. I stood looking at the floor, unsure as to what to say.

Luca came and stood right in front of me again, “Where were we?” he asked as he leaned in and cocked his head slightly. Closing his eyes he brushed his mouth against mine. It was every bit as sweet as the first time he kissed me. But that had only been for a bet – this was kind of real – and therefore kind of incredible and frightening and wonderful…

Sam Fletcher... Riverside #7... #2016 #HappyHeatherAfters

Saturday, 14 November 2015

Coming Soon... Kiss The Boy...

It took me a while to come up with my diabolical plan – and to be fair it wasn’t even really my idea – the diabolical planner was actually my roommate at college, Iain.
Iain was a great guy. He was on the rugby team and was totally buff. He was also straight, which I thought was a total waste of a great guy... His many girlfriends didn’t agree though – they were quite happy to have all of that wonderful male flesh covering theirs and I really couldn’t blame them!
I’d confessed to Iain all about my terrible treatment of my best friend the very first day we met…
“Hey, roomie.”
I looked up nervously. The idea of sharing a room with anyone was a worry – I wasn’t great at sharing my space with anyone if I was going to be honest, but with a straight guy twice the size of me was nothing short of terrifying. “Hi,” I managed to squeak, “I’m Paris.”
He laughed, “You have got to be kidding me?” he said.
I shook my head. No one ever believed me when I first told them my name. “No – Mum thought it would be a good idea to name me after the city I was conceived in.”
He chuckled. “Okay, then Gay Paris,” he said with a mock French accent, “My name’s Iain – and I’m dead straight so don’t get any ideas.”
I smiled, “Dude,” I said, “Just because I’m gay doesn’t make you my type.”
He went a little pink, “Right – sorry.”
And that was it – we were mates. I felt it was a bit of a shame that he was straight – and he felt it was a bit of shame that I was gay – but regardless, we got on like a house on fire.
“So – do you have a steady girlfriend?”
He shook his head, “Nah,” he said, “I’m not averse to having a girlfriend – but there’s no one special at the moment – what about you? Boyfriend?”
I shook my head. A pang of regret went through me about Liam and I guess it must have shown up on my face. I sighed, “No.” I said, “There’s no one special…”
Iain frowned, tuning in to my melancholy, “But there was someone – wasn’t there?” he asked, “Did you leave him behind or something?”
I nodded, “Yeah, there was someone totally special – until I totally blew it completely.” I admitted.
He gave me a sympathetic look, “What happened?” he asked.
I explained everything as we unpacked our stuff and headed down to the Student Union bar for a pint.
He shook his head when I got to the bit where I realised that I’d really screwed everything up. “Dude,” he said, “You really need to wake up and smell the coffee.”
I nodded, “I know – but he’ll never want me back now.”
Iain smiled, “Where did he go to uni?”
I swallowed hard. We’d always planned to go to the same one and even though we hadn’t actually discussed anything since that disastrous night at the party – he didn’t show up at school to get our A Level results – in fact Mike and Ross picked up his results for him…
“Where’s Liam?” I asked. I was desperate to put things right between us. Desperate to tell him that I was sorry about kissing Conner and desperate to throw myself at his feet and beg forgiveness…
Ross and Mike exchanged a concerned glance. Ross cleared his throat, “He’s, uh, not coming today – I don’t think he wanted to see you.”
My heart sank. As much as I kind of knew it, it still hurt to be told that he didn’t want to see me. I nodded, “Well, uh, tell him I said hi.”
Ross nodded, “I will – I promise.”
Whether he did or not, I don’t know – Liam never called or texted or anything so maybe he didn’t. Or maybe Liam was just past caring… I was pretty sure he’d either have chosen Liverpool or Leeds. I was at Liverpool and living in constant hope of running into him. “He’s either here or he’s at Leeds.” I muttered.
Iain choked back a laugh, “You mean he could actually be here? Right now?” he asked, “Well – now’s your perfect chance, mate – we’ll have you back together in no time.”
“Oh, yeah?” I asked, looking at him incredulously, “And how do you think I’m gonna manage to pull that off?”
Iain smiled, showing off perfect white teeth and making my knees feel a little weak – don’t judge me – he was gorgeous. “Well, what about a little white lie and a whole lot of fun?”

I frowned, “I’m listening…”

Paris... Kiss The Boy... Available for pre-ordering now; release date 1st February 2016

Monday, 9 November 2015

She's On Her Way...

Available for pre-order now; release date 1st December... She's on her way...#HappyHeatherAfters

Sunday, 8 November 2015

Meet Tomas... Out Now!

Suddenly a very familiar roar filled my ears. I stopped what I was doing, my heartbeat quickening and a feeling in my belly that wouldn’t go away. I just knew it was him this time… I didn’t know why he’d left or whom he’d been with and I didn’t really want to know and neither did I care anymore… that engine was definitely his… He was back now and that was all that mattered.Just as I knew he would, he pulled into the driveway and almost immediately disappeared into the house. Damn he looked hot – even from this distance. I absolutely loved it when he turned up wearing his bike leathers. I swear – if we ever got together (fat chance of that, I know) I’d have him wear them on dates...