The World According to Vince

“The most adorable tosser you’ll meet this year”

Stuart Reardon & Jane Harvey-Berrick

The World According to Vince, a laugh out loud, feel-good RomCom from the authors of Undefeated and Model Boyfriend is available now!

A standalone story from the characters in Gym or Chocolate?

Standalone sequel to Gym or Chocolate?, giving starring roles to two much-loved secondary characters, Grace & Vince.

With British male characters, American female characters, the story is set in the present day in Manhattan where joyful silliness abounds and pandemics don’t exist.


Grace Cooper, corporate lawyer, isn’t falling for the dubious charms of British bad boy, Vince Azzo—but he’s a man on a mission, determined to change her mind—and lower her standards.

When Vince gets arrested, he needs Grace’s help. But not all the drama is in the courtroom.

Grace

The only thing I like about Vincent Azzo is that he’s 3,000 miles away. 

I don’t care that he’s a gorgeous 6’ 4” slab of manhood with a piercing gaze and blinding smile. He’s always crass and rude and swears all the time, and OMG, his Instagram feed is full of his manhood outlined in briefs, boxers, sweatpants and tighty whiteys—sometimes not even that much. He’s gorgeous, it’s true, and he’s modelled for Armani—what on earth does he want with me?

Vince

Grace Cooper is a class act—too smart to fall for my charms, but that won’t stop me trying. She’s a hard nut to crack—corporate lawyer on the outside, all woman inside. She’s not interested in me—luckily, I love a challenge.

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EXCERPT ~ IN COURT

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“The defendant attempted to steal seventeen dogs? By himself? On foot?” “An attempt to re-home dogs from an animal shelter that the defendant now recognizes was ill-advised,” I said firmly to Judge Herschel.“You see the thing is, M’Lud,” Vince interrupted. “Three of them was about to be murdered and I couldn’t walk past and not do nothing. I’ll look after them and…” “Mr. Azzo,” the judge said sharply. “Do you wear spectacles?” Um, no, M’Lud,” Vince said earnestly. “Perfect 20/20 vision, me.” “Then you may have noticed the woman standing in front of you who claims to be your attorney?” “Yes!” Vince said happily. “That’s Gracie. She’s me mate!”

From the corner of my twitching eye I saw Rick drop his head into his hands. He looked like he had a headache. I know I did.

The judge threw Vince a frosty, unamused look.

“She’s paid to talk for you. I strongly suggest you let her.”

“Ah, gotcha! Shut up, Vin!” he laughed good-naturedly.

The prosecutor handling the whole docket had finally woken up and was gaping at the show going on in front of him.

“Counselor, please approach the bench,” Judge Herschel said to me.

Feeling trepidation to the soles of my stylish shoes, I walked up to stand in front of her so she could address me privately.

“Is the defendant mentally competent to understand the arraignment and plea process, Ms. Cooper?” she asked in a clipped tone.

Oh, so many ways to answer that question.

I sighed heavily. “Yes, your Honor—he’s just … different. And British.”

“Not another word from him or contempt of court will be added to his charge sheet. Do you understand?”

“Yes, your Honor.”

“Can you make the defendant understand?”

I nodded firmly, trying to look competent, confident and professional.

“Hmm,” she said, her gimlet gaze making me want to squirm like a bug under a microscope.

I approached Vince at the podium and leaned forwards. He smelled surprisingly good after a night in the cells. Maybe it was the whiff of expensive cologne that clung to his skin. I wanted to grab him by his orange jump suit, crush it in my fists, then slap that silly smile off of his face.

Vincent Azzo brought out my inner Alexa Bliss, and the man in front of me was heading for a smack-down.

I laid my palms flat on either side of him on the podium, and spoke slowly and clearly.

“Do not speak. Nod if you understand me.”

Looking confused, Vince nodded.

“That nice lady sitting up there is a judge. Right now, she’s considering including contempt of court to the collection of felonies you’ve already acquired. Without speaking, nod if you understand.”

Comprehension dawned and a chagrined look passed across his face.

“For the rest of this arraignment, do not speak to me, do not speak to Rick, do not speak to the courtroom deputy sheriff, and especially do not speak to the judge unless I tell you to. Nod if you understand.”

Vince’s big blue eyes looked wounded, but he did as requested and nodded.

I took a deep breath.

“When you speak, you make things worse. Do you understand?”

He nodded again, his pouty lips pulling down.

“Good. Leave the talking to me. Okay?”

He leaned forward so the judge couldn’t see him. “Are you mad at me, Gracie?”

I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth three times before I answered.

“Yes, I’m mad at you.”

“Sorry.”

“Vincent?”

“Yes?”

“Shut up.”

He gave a small smile and mimed zipping his lips shut.

If only.
 


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Grace

It was close to midnight when my cell phone rang. I’d already worked another 16-hour day in the office plus another two at home, and I was wearing my pajamas, cocoa in hand, ready to call it a night and crawl into my enormous and comfortable bed, so when I saw the name ‘Knob-head’ flashing up on my phone, I let it roll over to voicemail. But then he rang again and again and again, and on the fifth ring, against my better judgment, I answered.

“Faith … I mean, Grace! Don’t hang up!”

Knob-head. Ugh. The stupid British guy could never even get my name right. Why had I answered? Oh yes, because he was the best friend of my best friend’s fiancé. 

“It’s late, Vincent,” I said sharply. At least I was able to remember that his given name was ‘Vincent’ and not ‘Knob-head’. “What do you want?”

“I’ve been arrested. I need a lawyer.”

“What? Oh my God, what?! You got yourself arrested three weeks before Cady and Rick’s wedding! What did you do?”

I may have panicked slightly, but Vince’s voice was annoyingly calm.

“Yeah, I know. Fookin’ bummer. I told the policewomen that, but they were hard arses. They said they had to take me in, asked for a couple of selfies and booked me anyway. They let me use my phone though—cheers, girls!”

I heard a woman laughing in the background and wondered if this was one of his stupid pranks.

“What have you’ve been arrested for?” I asked sceptically.

“That don’t matter but…”

“It really does matter, Vince! It kind of matters a lot.”

“Um, hang on,” he mumbled, “I’ve got a list somewhere.”

I could hear rustling and in the background drunks were yelling. My stomach sank—this wasn’t a prank, which had been my first guess and fervent hope. Then Vincent’s voice came back on the line.

“Alright, yeah: criminal trespass, breaking and entering, vandalism, criminal damage and theft. I think that’s everything.”

My eyes bulged. It sounded serious.

“I know a couple of criminal lawyers who can…”

“No! I need you, Fa— Grace. Please! I’m at the 20th Precinct police station, but they’ll be moving me to Central Booking and then the Tombs. Fook me! I don’t like the sound of that!”

“Vince, I’m a corporate lawyer. I do mergers and acquisitions. I’m not a criminal lawyer. I can’t help you.”

“Yeah, but I’m not a criminal, so that’s okay.”

“Vin, no! Listen to me for once! You need…”

“Please, Grace! For Rick’s sake! For Cady’s sake! For the sake of puppies and kittens—especially the puppies. Please! You’re my only hope!”

He made it sound as though he was about to be taken away and locked up for a hundred years, which might have saved the world a lot of angst.

I heaved out a long-suffering sigh. 

“Fine. I’ll come. I’ll do what I can … just … don’t talk to anyone. Don’t say anything. Don’t even comment on the weather.”

“Is it a nice evening?”

“Shut up, Vince!” I took a deep, calming breath. It didn’t work. “Anything else you want to tell me?”

My question was sarcastic, but I should have known better.

“Yeah, ta. Could you go to my flat and let me dogs out for a slash.” He paused. “And if they’ve shit on the floor, could you chuck it in the back garden.”

“What?!”

“Cheers, Grace. You’re a mate.”

He hung up.

I really, really couldn’t stand Vince Azzo.
 


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Vince

I grinned at Rick as I studied my reflection in the mirror.

“I am a god and women can’t get enough of this fine specimen of manhood.”

“You’re an idiot, and no woman in her right mind will have anything to do with you,” he said, playing some game on his phone.

“Oi! You’re supposed to be me best mate!” 

“I am. The world is doomed.”

I stared at myself in the mirror, liking what I saw. I flexed my muscles, counted my abs, then turned sideways to check out the peachy globes of my amazing arse.

“Hot!” I grinned at my reflection. “Fookin’ hot!” I raised one eyebrow and turned to stare at Rick. “And you were supposed to be persuading Faith to go out with me and that tonight will be fab, but I didn’t notice you helping.”

“Her name’s Grace.”

“That’s what I said.”

“Yeah, well, I can’t help you.”

“Why not?”

“Grace is my fiancée’s best friend.”

I arched an eyebrow at myself in the mirror as I answered him. “So?”

“I like her. I’m not telling her to go out with a tosser like you.”

“Why are we best friends?” I laughed.

“Limited choices.”

“Nah, you love me really, mate.”

“I feel sorry for you.”

At that moment Cady came in from the back garden with Zeus and Tyson at her heels. Tap trailed behind looking sad. She knew that Rick and Cady were dog sitting for the evening and she hated it when I went out.

Rick pulled Cady onto his lap, which was a brave move since she wasn’t a small weight.

“Cady, tell Vince that Grace isn’t interested him,” he said.

“Course she is!” I defended.

“Sorry, big guy,” said Cady with a smile. “She thinks that you’re a jerk—ya know, a knob-head.”

Rick nodded in agreement but I turned back to the mirror, ignoring them both.

“Nah, she’s into me, I can tell. Otherwise why would she invite me to her office party?”

Cady sighed. “I didn’t want to be the one to tell you … wait, I actually really did want to tell you … but she thinks you’re a grade-A asshole, and the only reason she invited you is because her boss told her to.”

“Prime stud, me.”

Cady cringed. “I rest my case.”

I glanced over and grinned at her. She was wearing a red sweater and it really suited her.

“Yer tits are looking nice today, Cady. Very firm and fruity.”

“Oh my God! I can’t believe you said that!” she bellowed.

“Don’t talk about my fiancée’s tits, Vince,” Rick said, his voice a warning.

“What? I was paying her a compliment.”

“No,” Cady said patiently. “A compliment is saying my hair looks great or you like my dress. A compliment is not staring at the girls and leering.”

“I can’t help it,” I admitted. “Your tits are so big it’s like having another person in the conversation.”

Cady slapped her forehead as Rick scowled. “You’re a lost cause.”

“Nah, I just need the love of a good woman to put me on the right track. Like Faith.”

Cady and Rick yelled in unison: “It’s Grace!
 


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Grace

I shut down any expression on my face and glanced toward the door where Vince was being brought into the courtroom in handcuffs by the Deputy Sheriff.He wore an orange jumpsuit and prison sandals, but his height and handsome face made him stand apart. The stubble on his face looked deliberate and just added to the raw glamor. He saw Rick first and gave him a wide smile and a double-thumbs up, then noticed me and winked. The judge saw it too, and raised her eyebrows.

I wanted to slap the smile right off of Vince’s face.

“The State of New York versus Vincent Alexander Azzo on the charge of burglary and larceny,” said Judge Herschel. 

“Yeah, but they was only little bugs,” Vince said seriously.

“Bugs?” the judge said, glancing up and frowning. “You stole bugs?”

“Ah, I’m Mr. Azzo’s attorney,” I interrupted, leaping to my feet.

“Then please restrain the defendant,” said Judge Herschel.

“I would if I had a muzzle,” I muttered to myself.

“Do you have something to say, Counselor?” the judge asked in a warning tone.

“No, your Honor. My apology.” My client makes me crazy.

Vince was asked to confirm his name, date of birth and address, agreeing that he’d only lived at his present residence a month. I knew this was a demerit in the judge’s eyes.

The judge then read the charge sheet, making the same astonished face that everyone had so far, while the prosecutor hunched in his chair, clearly uninterested.

“The defendant attempted to steal seventeen dogs? By himself? On foot?

“An attempt to re-home dogs from an animal shelter that the defendant now recognizes was ill advised,” I said firmly.

“You see the thing is, M’Lud,” Vince interrupted. “Three of them was about to be murdered and I couldn’t walk past and not do nothing. I’ll look after them and…”

“Mr. Azzo,” the judge said sharply. “Do you wear spectacles?”

“Um, no, M’Lud,” Vince said earnestly. “Perfect 20/20 vision, me.”

“Then you may have noticed the woman standing in front of you who claims to be your attorney?”

“Yes!” Vince said happily. “That’s Gracie. She’s me mate!”

From the corner of my twitching eye I saw Rick drop his head into his hands. He looked like he had a headache. I know I did.

The judge threw Vince a frosty, unamused look.

“She’s paid to talk for you. I strongly suggest you let her.”

“Ah, gotcha! Shut up, Vin!” he laughed good-naturedly.

The prosecutor handling the whole docket had finally woken up and was gaping at the show going on in front of him.

“Counselor, please approach the bench,” Judge Herschel said to me.

Feeling trepidation to the soles of my stylish shoes, I walked up to stand in front of her so she could address me privately.

“Is the defendant mentally competent to understand the arraignment and plea process, Ms. Cooper?” she asked in a clipped tone.

Oh, so many ways to answer that question.

I sighed heavily. “Yes, your Honor—he’s just … different. And British.”

“Not another word from him or contempt of court will be added to his charge sheet. Do you understand?”

“Yes, your Honor.”

“Can you make the defendant understand?”

I nodded firmly, trying to look competent, confident and professional.

“Hmm,” she said, her gimlet gaze making me want to squirm like a bug under a microscope.

I approached Vince at the podium and leaned forwards. He smelled surprisingly good after a night in the cells. Maybe it was the whiff of expensive cologne that clung to his skin. I wanted to grab him by his orange jump suit, crush it in my fists, then slap that silly smile off of his face.

Vincent Azzo brought out my inner Alexa Bliss, and the man in front of me was heading for a smack-down.

I laid my palms flat on either side of him on the podium, and spoke slowly and clearly.

“Do not speak. Nod if you understand me.”

Looking confused, Vince nodded.

“That nice lady sitting up there is a judge. Right now, she’s considering including contempt of court to the collection of felonies you’ve already acquired. Without speaking, nod if you understand.”

Comprehension dawned and a chagrined look passed across his face.

“For the rest of this arraignment, do not speak to me, do not speak to Rick, do not speak to the courtroom deputy sheriff, and especially do not speak to the judge unless I tell you to. Nod if you understand.”

Vince’s big blue eyes looked wounded, but he did as requested and nodded.

I took a deep breath.

“When you speak, you make things worse. Do you understand?”

He nodded again, his pouty lips pulling down.

“Good. Leave the talking to me. Okay?”

He leaned forward so the judge couldn’t see him. “Are you mad at me, Gracie?”

I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth three times before I answered.

“Yes, I’m mad at you.”

“Sorry.”

“Vincent?”

“Yes?”

“Shut up.”

He gave a small smile and mimed zipping his lips shut.

If only.
 


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Kirsty Moseley: Author

 

You took a three-year break from writing, then published Man Crush Monday in February 2020 and now Stand-in Saturday? Did the break refresh your writing soul?

Honestly, I don’t know how the three-year break happened. One minute I was writing away happily and everything was fine, and the next words just… went! It was hard and writer’s block is a real thing, it kind of messes with your head a bit. I just fell out of love with writing. Then one day the idea for Man Crush Monday came to me but I still didn’t think I’d be able to write it. I lost all confidence in myself. But I gave it a go and the words just flowed! It was a new genre for me, and writing a romcom was just what I needed as I was going through a tough time then so writing it was an escape of sorts. I loved writing both of the books, and yes, they feel a little like I took a mental health spa day. My writing mojo is back, and so is my love of crafting stories and bringing characters to life. I loved every second of them. 

 

Tell us about your new series. Did you decide to write romcoms, or was it just the storylines that came to you first? What do you enjoy about writing romantic comedy?

The storyline came to me first, but after my break in writing for so long I wasn’t sure I was even capable of writing the book. I sat down at the laptop and words just flowed out. I wrote the first draft of Man Crush in six weeks, the fastest I’ve ever written a book, Stand-In Saturday’s first draft was written in eight weeks. I loved every second of writing them, romcom is an escape from the tough times of real-life and it’s so nice to get into a light and fluffy headspace, even if it is just fiction! 

 

For this series, you’ve opted for illustrated covers rather than photographic. Why did you decide to go this route?

I wanted something bright and colourful to match the fun and flirty contents of the books. The romcom genre allows you to add whatever you want onto the cover rather than traditional romance you have to stick to the more accepted and expected man/couple photograph covers. I love the freedom of romcom covers.  

 

How has the Coronavirus pandemic affected you as a writer?

Oh man, the dreaded C word!! It wasn’t too bad for me. I work from home writing anyway and am a bit of a homebody so other than the usual struggles everyone had with shopping and staying in and homeschooling, I wasn’t as affected as some. I was lucky. 

 

You’re probably best known for your fabulous book The Boy Who Sneaks in my Bedroom Window and that iconic cover? Eight years after publishing it, how do you feel about it now?

It’s still my most popular book and the one that sells the most even now – the funny thing is (and this won’t be a popular answer) but that book is probably my least favourite of mine! *runs and hides* Purely because it was my first and I feel I’ve grown so much as a writer over the years. My writing style has adapted slightly too, so when I think or look back at that book—of course I love it and the characters, it’s still my baby—but I see things I’d like to change about it, stuff I know I could write better now, but I won’t mess with it. It’s a lot of people’s favourites, I wouldn’t dare LOL 

 

When did you start to feel like a writer, the moment when you thought, Yes! I’m a writer!

When I went to my parents and told them I’d published a book. Before that I hadn’t told anyone other than my husband. So telling them I’d published a book, and I handed them a copy, seeing their shock and pride was my first ‘OMG I wrote a book’ moment. The second was when that little book was directly underneath Harry Potter in the iBooks chart. Literally rubbing shoulders with one of my favourite series, I still have the screenshot on my old laptop! 

 

What is the most rewarding part of being a writer? And being an indie?

Being my own boss. Working from home. Having the freedom to write what I want to read, rather than having to write what sells or is popular. 

 

What’s a typical Kirsty day like?

I’m honestly so boring! School runs, as little housework as possible, loving on my dog, writing during the school hours, then lots of mum stuff. I squeeze in reading whenever I can too. I’m a night owl so tend to stay up reading or writing, mornings are my nemesis. 

 

Does your environment influence your work? How do you think being a Brit influences your writing?

I love writing books set in the UK, I love adding little British quirks or humour or phrases. My books that are set in the UK are my favourites, though I also love setting them in the US because things are so different over there. It’s a nice balance.

 

What is your favourite reader experience, either in messages or at an event?

I had a lot of people message me when Nothing Left to Lose came out. That book deals with some very sensitive issues, and I had a lot of readers who had been through something similar message me and say the book had helped them in some way. I won’t go into specifics, but hearing that my words helped even one person see a brighter side to life is something I will always treasure. 

Meeting readers at signings and stuff is still so surreal to me. Like, what are you there for, queuing to see me, I’m just normal. You know what I mean? It’s mad to me, especially when people get all jittery and nervous. Don’t get me wrong, I love it, but it’s so baffling! 

 

Do you think writers are different to other people? 

Nope. We’re maybe a little bit weirder/quirkier than most though LOL.

 

Have you ever considered writing with a friend? (I don’t think you have?)

I have considered it. I’ve never done it. I would love to BUT I’m so slow at writing, I delete a lot too and take long breaks when I shouldn’t. I know that if I did co-write with a friend they’d likely end up hating me for it because I’d be lagging behind and second-guessing myself all the time. It would not be a nice experience for them, so I wouldn’t want to risk it!  

 

Where do you see yourself in ten years’ time?

Still addicted to crisps, chocolate and romance novels. I’m not ambitious, I’m happy just being happy with my family. 

 

What is your philosophy in life?

I don’t really have one. I should get one, a cool one. I’ll have a think LOL

 

Describe yourself in three words.

Short, sarcastic, loyal  (just three, that was hard!!) 

 

How would your best friend describe you?

Cute and friendly, probably also that I people please and am a pushover even to my own detriment. I’ve been told that before. 

 

If you were an animal, what would you be?

Sloth. Slow, sleeps a lot, cute but will fight you. 

 

Most likely to say…

Dude

 

Least likely to say…

No, I can’t do that for you

 

What is your favourite colour and why?

Pink. The kind of pink that is just edging towards purple. I’ve always liked it, had my childhood bedroom painted this colour too.

 

When you’re having a bad day, what cheers you up?

My cocker spaniel, Lolly. She is the best doggo in the world.

 

What would be your ideal day? Where would you be? Who would you be with?

Snow, Ryan Reynolds, coffee and chocolate

 

Mountains and snow, or beaches and sunshine?

Definitely mountains and snow. I can’t stand the hot weather.

 

Best book hangover – which book do you go back and re-read multiple times?

The Hating Game, Sally Thorne. OMG I’m not explaining why, just go buy it and read it. *sigh* Josh. 

 

What are you working on next?

Fangirl Friday, it’s book 3 in the Love For Days series. You meet the main character in Stand-In Saturday 😊 

 

What message would you like to give to the people who read your books?

Thank you so much. Without readers I wouldn’t be able to do any of the above, I’m honestly so lucky. So thank you. 

 

Stand-In Saturday Blurb

Two broken hearts. One fake dating agreement. What could go wrong? 

Lucie thought she had it all—a loving fiancé, a nice apartment, and a job she was great at. But that all changed the day she walked in on her perfect fiancé screwing his personal trainer on her newly purchased dream sofa. Three months later, she’s bunking with her best friend and scrambling to make sense of her life sans cheating ex. 

Theo is about to jet off for a long weekend in picturesque Scotland to be the best man at his brother’s wedding. With stunning views and nothing but free food and drinking ahead, he should be more excited than he is. If only he didn’t have feelings for the damn bride. 

When fate throws Lucie and Theo together under unlikely circumstances, they bond over doughnuts and their mutually disastrous love lives … and it seems like they might be able to help each other out. As long as they both stick to the rules, there’s nothing that can go wrong. 

Contract in place? Check. 

Hot, fake dates? Check.

Sexual chemistry steamy enough to scorch sheets? Double che—

Wait, what? 

That wasn’t in the agreement … 

A standalone romcom. Book 2 in the Love For Days series. Please note: Although this book can be read as a standalone, it is set after Man Crush Monday (Book 1 in the series) so will contain spoilers.


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The Education of Sebastian & The Education of Caroline, combined series

The Education of Sebastian

Trapped in a loveless marriage, thirty-year-old Caroline Wilson moves to San Diego after her military husband earns a promotion. Feeling lost and alone, Caroline strikes up a friendship with young local surfer Sebastian Hunter.

Sebastian has more than friendship on his mind when he runs into Caroline on the beach. But when sparks fly, friendship turns into an illicit love that threatens them both.

The Education of Caroline

Now a successful journalist, Caroline heads out to report from the front lines of the war in Afghanistan. Love is the last thing on her mind when she crosses paths with Marine Chief Sebastian Hunter.

Will this chance encounter reignite the erotic passion of their past?

Sebastian & Caroline bonus chapters.

Lots of people have asked me about the new bonus chapter and new extended epilogue for Seb and Caro’s story. If you have already bought ‘The Education of Caroline’, you DON’T have to buy the combined volume to read the new chapters. Nope, really!  : )

The new bonus chapters have been uploaded to ‘The Education of Caroline’ on Amazon. To receive them, make sure you have set your Kindle’s AUTOMATIC BOOK UPDATE to ON. But don’t forget to also turn on the ANNOTATION BACK UP or you’ll lose any notes that you’ve made on books you’ve read. Click here for an article that explains it.

For people who have bought from Smashwords, sorry, but there’s no automatic update. The bonus chapters will be posted on my website this summer.


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Exposure

ExposureWhen journalist Helene La Borde overhears a chance conversation on a train, she becomes implicated in one of the great cover-ups in history.

Chased from her home, her first clue about the people trying to kill her is at a drug-fumed house among the surfers of Hawaii’s North Shore. Her second clue is revealed by a Shinto priest in Japan, and the third clue – or possibly a dangerous red herring – by an IT and security specialist in Bahrain. When she lands in the bizarre twilight world of conspiracy-theorist super-hackers on America’s West Coast, the danger is chillingly real.Along for the ride is ex-mercenary Charlie Paget. But Helene begins to wonder if he is protecting her or using her.When government agents do more than threaten, Helene is forced to tell everything she knows, or thinks she knows. A final chase through New York’s Holland Tunnel gets Helene to her publishing agent, and the chance to tell her story – if she dares. Helene’s personal cost is high. Set against the backdrop of international finance, government debt and the murky world of computer hackers, ‘Exposure’ is a fast-paced, intelligent thriller that will appeal to readers of crime, as well as action adventure fiction.

A thriller that will appeal to readers of ‘The Ghost’.


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Playing in the Rain

Playing in the RainAva Lawton can’t believe her run of bad luck. It’s supposed to be an exciting time in her life: fresh out of college, living in a new state, with a new job, and away from her family at last.

But when she’s forced to quit her job, everything falls apart quickly. Suddenly, she’s alone in a crowd, with no one to turn to.

At her lowest point, a stranger gives her a message that brings her hope.

Now is the time to live life her own way.

Now is the time to choose to be happy.

And maybe it’s time to let a beautiful stranger be part of her life.


Press

So happy that Cody and Ava’s story made the Huffington Post – ‘The Ultimate List of Ugly Cry Novels’, saying:

“Ava and Cody’s love is sweet and sincere and eternal, but unfortunately life is not. A love and adventure story that reminds us to be grateful for what we’ve got.”


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Lifehouse, ‘Between the Raindrops’
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The Calling – Wherever You Will Go
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Behind The Wall: A Novella

Behind The WallPrison.

The place where dreams fade and hope dies.

That’s what it’s meant for the five years that Garrett has been behind bars. But now hope is on the horizon and he’s daring to dream again: small dreams, small hopes.

Getting his GED would be a start. If only his prison-appointed teacher Miss Ella Newsome wasn’t so damn sexy.

As Garrett and Ella start to play a dangerous game, the price could be higher than either of them have guessed.

This story first appeared in the anthology HOT FOR TEACHER in 2016. It has since been extended with new scenes, more heartache and even more heat.


 

 

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The Education of Sebastian

The Education of SebastianA friendship between the lost and lonely Caroline, and the unhappy Sebastian, leads to an illicit love that threatens them both.

Married at 19, Caroline Wilson is trapped in a cold and loveless marriage with an older man. After 11 years of living with David, a Flight Surgeon in the US Navy, her life is predictable and uninteresting, even to herself.

When her husband finally wins a long sought-after promotion, Caroline feels she has little choice but to follow him to a new home in San Diego. There she meets Sebastian, a young man of 17 whom she first met when he was a child.

The child is now a man – in all but name. An innocent friendship leads to an illicit love that threatens their world.

For an all too brief summer, their happiness blooms.


Bonus chapters


TRAILER
 
THE EDUCATION OF SEBASTIAN


Playlist

Van Morrison ‘Crazy Love’


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Battle Scars

Battle ScarsFrom the dusty plains of Afghanistan to the sleek corridors of the New York Times, journalist MJ Buckman seeks the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. What she doesn’t expect to find is a man who’s her complete opposite … and fits her perfectly.

Marine Sergeant Jackson Connor knows that relationships don’t work for men in the military. He’s living proof of that. But when a steely-eyed temptress in a flak jacket, who carries her moral cause in front of her, crosses his path, he’s furious, curious, and all kinds of in-lust.

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A grown-up love story about two people who aren’t looking for love, but realize how precious it is when they find it. They don’t play games and there are no stupid misunderstandings, just life standing in their way.

Can they compromise? And what does that look like in a modern relationship between two driven people?

Assignment Vs deployment.

They’re always traveling in different directions. What relationship can survive that?


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“What a journey you have created. Thank you for amazing words, characters that reach out to touch our hearts and souls.”

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“I fell in love with Jack, he’s so sweet and tender with Maggie. Dear me, romantic, exciting, nerve-wracking, sweet and so full of love. It’s absolutely wonderful..!!! Thank you for giving me the privilege to read it!”

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Dangerous to Know & Love

Dangerous To Know & LoveNineteen-year-old Daniel Colton is the guy all the girls want to date, and the man all the guys want to be. Moody, with an explosive temper, closed off and sullen, he’s also beautiful, tatted in delicious ways, with a pierced eyebrow and spiky black hair. It’s rumoured he has piercings in other places, too. Is he really mad, bad and dangerous to know?

Daniel lives with his older brother, Zef, and their home is party central. You want drugs, a good time, liquor, no questions asked? Colton’s is the place to go.

When Daniel and good girl Lisanne Maclaine have to work on together on assignment, Lisanne finds there’s a lot more to the college’s bad boy than his reputation. He’s intelligent and funny and good company. And then she discovers his secret, why he’s so closed off to everyone, and determined to keep people at arms’ length. But being his secret-keeper is harder than she ever dreamed.


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They’ll Call it Deaf Day

Daniel and Lisanne’s Go Christmas Shopping


TRAILER


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Fan made trailers
Fansite
Interview with Daniel
Lyrics to Daniel’s Song


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Later, After – playscript

What happens to people who have served their country in their life later, after the military?

Alex Hunter: ex-husband, ex-army, ex-bomb disposal officer.

Arrested after yet another bar fight, Alex is kept in custody and examined by a police psychiatrist to assess his fitness to be interviewed by police.

What follows is a verbal duel between Dr. Helen Ashton and Alex. He sees her as a well-meaning but ultimately naïve do-gooder working for them—the military family who no longer support or understand him.

 

 

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The Theatrical Play

Later AfterMy new play, co-written with former ATO Mike Speirs is debuting this summer.

Later After‘Later, After’ tells the story of Alex Hunter, a former soldier struggling to re-enter civilian life.

 

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London Theatrical Trailer

Lead actor Neil Anthony is interviewed on Forces TV about his role in LATER, AFTER

Listen to this interview with BBC Radio host, Tiffany Truscott.

Listen to another interview with Penwith Radio’s David Hackett