Excuse the lack of content and general disorder. ;) I was going to combine this site with the Ariadne Wayne until I had more to add to it, but decided against that. It'll just be way too confusing. :D
So, here is my new site. I hope you like what little there is here so far.
To celebrate, I'm posting an unedited excerpt of Coming Home. I'm still working out what social media to use. As it is I've got two Facebook pages, two Twitter accounts, and an Instagram account. I'm not sure yet if I'll use two of everything.
Now, this book is going to be a little quirky. It has a twist that I don't think people will see coming. I've got a couple of beta readers lined up, and when I told one of them what I was doing, she freaked out and told me I had to do it. It's not a dark romance by any means, but when the Hero returns to town, he finds out that something happened to his former girlfriend when he was gone. Something very unsettling.
This book is very much his book as far as him returning home. He's not without his own issues. But Coming Home is also Lily's book, and him returning conjures up a whole heap of memories for her. Not all of them pleasant.
And the series? The series is about five very different brothers with very different stories. It's about the family's dynamic and how they try to work within the bounds of having this mother who wants to control everything, and a father who they don't think ever fought for any of them. As well as the things that happen behind the scenes in a sleepy little town. ;)
We turn on the television and watch Finding Nemo. It’s Max’s favourite movie, but halfway through he falls asleep. My eyes prick with tears as I watch Adam pick up Max from the floor. He’s so gentle and I guide him up the narrow staircase as he carries Max to his room and places him on the bed. I pull a blanket over my son and kiss his forehead. He doesn’t even stir.
For a moment we both watch over Max before I stand and Adam follows me out to the hallway and back down the stairs.
“I should go,” he says softly, his gaze penetrating me. I lower my eyes, unable to take his intensity.
“Thanks for taking care of Max. He really loved it.”
He nods. “He’s a good kid. Those other children don’t know what they’re missing out on.”
I bite down on my lower lip to stop it wobbling, tears forming. “He’s the best,” I manage to whisper.
Adam reaches out, touching his palm to my cheek and running his thumb across my lower lip. I have an overwhelming urge to kiss it, perhaps the contact would still my pounding heart. Instead I meet his eyes, still focused on my own
“Lock the door behind me. Be safe, Lily.”
He withdraws his hand and cool air fills the gap between us. All this time and everything against us and I just want him to take me in his arms, kiss me, and make me forget all the time in between exists.
Instead I nod, unable to speak for fear of telling him what I think. He’s been to my home, satisfying his curiosity. When he leaves town again I’ll have this tiny moment to remember him by. It’s better than the last memory.
Part time writer, full time worker and mother. Will read almost anything. Enjoys writing and loves all her characters a little too much ...