novels before Gabe and Stella entered her mind and so in her usual bonkers
fashion decided to self-publish the first novella, having not even written the
rest of the series. Something she has smacked herself in the face for since.
Game went straight to Number One in The UK Amazon Kindle Erotic Short Story
chart. She has several published short stories and poems, including an upcoming
release for Cracked Eye. Andie has a regular blog at www.wordbohemia.com, ‘The Emergence of the
coming to a close and Stella has a test to take. Arnie Gregory has been pushed too far and the
revenge plan becomes a fight for survival that not everyone around Stella can
win. Her stepfather, Mitch Daniels shows his true colours and there’s someone
else who hasn’t been totally honest about who they are. With fame for some and
infamy for others, The Alphabet Game ends with a kiss …
and one tapped on the floor as I stood in line, impatient to get my hands on a
Latte. The intense aromas in the shop made me crave my morning drink even more.
I’d not had time for one before I’d left my apartment this morning, anxious to
be punctual for my appointment. I stared ahead at the menu board, careful to
avoid catching anyone else’s eye. My lips with their natural pout, enhanced by
rose gloss, smacked together as I anticipated my interview at Gregory & Sons,
a firm of Solicitors in Westminster in just shy of an hours time. Every time I
thought of it, butterflies tingled in my stomach.
close I can identify him as male. I turn around, a flash of fire in my cheeks,
firm hand. His laptop bag hangs over a broad shoulder. Dark brown hair curls
around the nape of his neck, like he’s so damn sexy even his hair wants to cop
a feel, and his icy grey eyes indicate the casualness of his apology, echoed in
his mocking tone.
I’m better off just ignoring the creep, hot or not.
my ear, ‘I can be a little perverted, with the right woman.’
a coffee, creep, so can you cease the schmooze and bog off? My only interest
this morning is in caffeine.’
heart. I watch as he begins to speak, noticing he has a larger top than bottom
lip. It looks plump and lush and if he wasn’t a psycho I’d be tempted to bite
it. I move my gaze to his hand. Now I’m wondering how well-defined his pecs are
under that shirt. I think I’d better request an ice-cold mocha.
sideways on this gorgeous Wednesday morning. Please forgive me. I shall go and
weep into my flat white.’
has moved up and I hadn’t noticed.
to see where he’s gone. He’s taken a seat in the corner and is opening his
laptop. He sees me, winks and goes back to his screen.
wander over to where he’s sitting.
Weirdo. I get out my mobile and check it for messages. My eyes keep leaving the
mobile and checking him out. Sexy, hot weirdo. His shirt is open and I see a
small smattering of dark chest hair. I feel my nipples harden under my blouse.
Christ behave Stella, I tell myself. It’s been so long since I’ve been flirted
with that I’m disappointed a pervert hasn’t carried on.
I take a last drink of my coffee. My hand trembles slightly as I replace the
cup on the saucer. I take a deep breath.
to shake mine.
where it’s been. See ya.’
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four novellas which tells the story of Stella and Gabe. They both have ‘Daddy’ issues and work
together to bring down the men who have detrimentally affected their lives. As both men run a series of Sex Clubs called
The Rodeo, Gabe and Stella embark upon The Alphabet Game, working their way
through each letter, so that Stella can become a little more experienced. Don’t mistake that she’s all shy though. As she states herself, ‘in her head she’s all
kinds of wanton.’ Stella kicks ass!
twenties and spent hours thinking up books in my head, imagining them like
films or tv series, but never writing anything down. When I reached my forties, I decided it was
time to either write, or give up the idea.
I changed my degree course to encompass Creative Writing and never
looked back. I met a great group of
friends, discovered Camp Nano (where you team up with other writers to
encourage each other to get the words down) and wrote my first book, which is a
women’s drama, not erotica, as is my second.
I’ll release them at some point in the future, but Gabe and Stella
started rattling on in my head and pushed in!
very much live life responding to the moment.
I work three days a week as a Research Administrator/Medical Secretary
and you can imagine my frustration if I’m typing patient letters and want to
type my books instead! When I’m at home, if the story starts coming, I just
declare to my partner and son that I mustn’t be disturbed and take myself off
to my room and write. I tend to write in
bursts. I always leave myself at a point
where I’m ready to continue, so I can get straight back into the flow. Each
evening I spend a couple of hours on the computer, going on Facebook, generally
chatting about books or answering emails.
against the pillow, legs straight in front with my laptop on a tray on my
legs. Notebooks and pen at one side of
me and the most essential item, Costa coffee at the other (I have a Tassimo
machine). That’s me all set. I face the window so periodically I can remember
I’m in the real world and look out at the sky and trees. Now I have a
conservatory, sometimes it’s legs up on the sofa with the conservatory doors
Mayfair Witches Trilogy by Anne Rice. They
are so involved. In her books Anne is so
vivid in describing the imagery of New Orleans that I feel like I’ve been there. That is something that I adore about a book,
when its descriptions transport you there. I also adore the Weather Wardens
series by Rachel Caine and the Succubus series by Richelle Mead. My family and friends were so surprised when
all my own books turned out to be non-supernatural! Of course I LOVED Fifty
Shades of Grey.
cupcakes a specialty.
to fly to Berlin from Manchester (an hour and a half journey). It’s a long story …
brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.”
writing itself which I adore, is someone telling you that they loved your
book. It was so difficult for me to
actually put myself out there – to then get positive reviews has been so good
for my confidence levels, which tend to hover about my ankles. The worst part?
When I want to write but I’m doing something else and can’t get to it!
my twenties, but I actually think that writing in my forties has been the right
thing for me. Also realise that to get
people to read your work, you do, certainly at the beginning, need to lose your
protectiveness of it. Yes it’s your
baby, but if you don’t let bloggers and readers have it free of charge in
advance, you don’t get genuine feedback on how good/bad your product is. I’ve yet to make a profit from my novellas,
despite having sold over eight hundred copies (after buying the book covers and
giveaway prizes etc), but people are enjoying them and at this stage that’s
what counts, building a loyal readership and the satisfaction of having people
read YOUR words, there’s nothing finer.