A Tragic Fairy Tale teaser #3

Here is the third teaser to ATFT 

Present

I sit across from him as we finish our meal, but neither one of us move. I look down at my plate that sits empty in front of me as I feel his eyes staring into me. I start to feel uncomfortable when I look back up to him and he smiles. It is gentle, but it holds more than he wants me to know.

“Star crossed lovers.” He whispers barely loud enough for me to hear him.

“Stop,” I tell him, “That time in our lives is done and over with.” I hear him sigh in front of me and I tell myself not to look at him. I can hear the hurt that’s lined in his sigh.

“I’m sorry, Hay.” He says looking up to me through his lashes. I shake my head quickly telling him that we shouldn’t be talking about it. “I waited for you,” he tells me, “I waited to run into you when I would come back home, but I never did. It was like some force field kept us apart. I would go to all the areas that I knew you used to go to. I went to your old job hoping that you would come in. I was lost without you in my life… for a long time.”

“Liam… stop.” I tell him, lifting my hand into the air.

“But it’s true. I waited years to tell you this. I don’t want you to think that I didn’t want you.”

“And those are all things that you should have told me years ago.”

“But you changed your number; you moved on so quickly. I knew that the only way I would have a shot was if I saw you.”

“I had to move on,” I know that he doesn’t understand, “I met Reid shortly after you left. I was hurt by you and wasn’t sure if I was ever going to trust anyone again. He fixed me. He completes me Liam. He makes me the person that I am supposed to be. He will never ever leave me the way you did then.” The last sentence comes out harsher than I intend it to, but it must do.

“Please, let me finish.”

“Liam,” I say leaning over the table, “You’re married.”

“And I love my wife, more than I can express sometimes. But the things that we had… they cannot be replaced. I think about them at times. I think about you a lot. Not just the intimate moments, but our friendship. You were an amazing friend and you always forgave and I just continued to throw that away.” I sit shocked staring up to him it was as if everything I had felt over the years about him he was expressing. I love my husband beyond words but sometimes if I think about Liam I get that twinge of jealousy.

“It wasn’t just you Liam. We were awful for one another. Maybe that’s why you never ran into me after you came back. Maybe someone was watching out for us. Maybe someone knew that we would end up ruining one another more than we already had.” And I know that we would have. We would have destroyed each other.

“I ruined you?” he asked me through hurt eyes.

“Yes.”

“How?”

“You made it harder for me to trust.” I say to him without looking up to meet his eyes.

“I know, I remember the conversation.” I remember the conversation as well. I wish that I could scrub my memory of it, but it never seemed to go away, no matter how much I tried to forget it.



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Teaser #2

Graduation day seemed to pass by quicker than I could even imagine. I don’t even remember most of the day really. I always thought that the memory of walking across the stage to receive my diploma would be something that sticks out in my memory forever but I am having difficultly retrieving it.

Afterwards we had gone to a party to celebrate. I remember smiling when I looked up to Liam and locked eyes with him as a guy that had graduated the previous year came up and started coming onto me. I knew that I was in love with Liam to I tried to move out of the way clearly telling him that I was not interested. I walked outside hoping to put enough space between me and the guy that he would find someone else to hit on except he followed me outside where there were even less people around he began to press me up against the wall. I was pleading with him to let me go, but he told me that he would hold me in place until I told him that it was alright to have sex with me. I knew that I wouldn’t give in… at least I thought that I wouldn’t.

Twenty minutes went by of being pressed into the hard concrete wall I felt myself beginning to cave, except I didn’t want to sleep with him I just wanted to get back to Liam, my protector.

“Please, stop,” I begged.

“No, just go ahead and say that you are willing and we can get this over with.” He said as he grabbed my arms tightly and held them down by my sides.

“No,” I shouted, “I don’t want to sleep with you.” I said it loud enough that I hoped the other people that were standing outside would hear me; when I didn’t see a single head turn to look at me I felt myself fighting back tears, I knew that  there was nothing that I could do. I felt helpless. I felt a hand start to slide up my inner thigh and onto my stomach. I wanted to vomit at his touch. His hand holding onto my arms began to make the area where his hand held throb, “Please, stop. You’re hurting me.” I begged him. I saw Brandon come out of the sliding glass door and I locked eyes with him and sent him a pleading look to help me. he turned quickly walking back into the house and I sighed as I felt my body being defeated and I knew that I was only going to be able to tell him to stop for a little while longer before I would feel completely helpless and I knew I would eventually give in. I didn’t want to, but it didn’t seem that I had another choice. When you are backed into a corner- literally- and you have no other choice eventually you will cave. I felt the hand travel up my body and rest on my breasts as I felt a sob escape my lips. I clenched my eyes shut as I felt his mouth on the side of my face, except it wasn’t in a sensual way; he was just rubbing his mouth on the side of my face. I let another sob escape my mouth and a tear broke through my eyelid-wall and begin to roll down my cheek.

“Please, stop,” I pleaded with him through a sob, but my voice was no longer powerful, it was weak. It was broken.

“You know the way to get me to stop.” I heard him say to me quietly enough so that I could only hear. I started to cry. “That’s right sweetheart, I like it when they cry.” He said a bit louder.

“Excuse me?” I heard a deep voice ask at outside. My heart leapt. Liam… I felt the guy loosen his grip on me and look over to him, but I still didn’t want to open my eyes.

“Dude, this one is mine. Go find your own.” He bit back.

“No,” Liam said calmly to him, “I think that you have mistaken. This one is mine. YOU find your own.” He shouted at him causing my eyes to pop open and look to him just as he pulled his fist back and then threw it directly into the guy’s face which caused him to loose balance and fall to the ground. I instantly jumped away from the wall and safely placed myself at Liam’s side. He put his arms around my body and pulled me with him. I looked back as the guy was pulling himself off of the ground, stunned. Liam pulled me around the side of the house to where his car was sitting. He sat me on the front end of it and looked into my eyes. “Are you alright?” he asked me. He held up my arms as he looked at them and he slides his hands over the area that was going to bruise, and I winced. I watched the anger roll onto his face and I knew that I needed to defuse the situation for now.

“Oh yes, I was just assaulted by someone. I’m just fine.” I told him and he laughed. He knew that I was being sarcastic, and slightly an asshole.

“Do you want to leave?” he asked me, and the question held more depth than it usually did. I nodded my head, he smiled, and he walked over to the passenger side opening the door for me. I had never seen him be much of a gentleman unless it came to me. I smiled and walked over to the car setting myself inside of it. he looked down at me with a look that was filled with so much emotion. He walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door setting himself inside of it. He drove down the road without saying a word to me.

“I wanted to kill him.” He finally said when we were almost to my house and I’m pretty sure that my heart stopped.

“You can’t do that.” I simply told him.

“Why shouldn’t I? Look what he was doing to you-,” he trailed for a moment and his grip tightened on his steering wheel, “He was going to force you to sleep with him Hay. He grabbed your arms so tightly that they will bruise. He’s a sick fuck and he needs to be taught a lesson.” He told me.

“-And you did. You punched him in the face.”

“No, that wasn’t good enough.”

“No, Liam, you can’t do that.” I said turning in my seat to look at him.

“And why not?”

“Because you can’t. you can get into trouble.” I said to him as he pulled his car into the driveway of my house. I sighed as we walked up the three steps and I opened the door. He followed me into my bedroom and sat down on the bed.

“I don’t care about getting into trouble. Hay, this is you we are talking about,” he said walking up to me and placing his hands on my shoulders. “I would do anything for you; to make sure that you are safe.” He told me and I felt my eyes widen. I felt the alcohol that I had consumed that night begin to take its effects on me. I watched as his face came closer to mine and I felt his soft lips fall down to mine. He quickly pulled his face away from mine as I see his eyes in shock.

“I’m sorry,” he said turning his eyes toward the ground, “I don’t know what came over me-,” I cut him off as I stood up on my toes and met his lips with mind. I feel him pull me back to the bed from across the room and his hand started to pull at my shirt and pull it over my head. He fumbled at my shirt as it got stuck around me head and I laughed, slowly pulling it up the rest of the way. I leaned down and pulled at his shirt pulling it over his head and he is lying on top of me. I run my hands down his abs that stare back at me, and run my fingers over the tattoos that he has managed to get in the last couple of months. I feel his mouth on my neck and I moan out a bit. I feel his press his hips into me and I feel myself already becoming undone. I had no clue how long that I have wanted this, but in this instant I knew that it was longer than I ever let on to anyone. I felt the nerves inside of me consume myself, it had been so long since I had last slept with anyone, and it was the first time that I was going to be sleeping with someone that I actually wanted to I could barely control myself.

We lay on the bed panting as we try and catch out breaths. I feel his eyes on me as he stares to me and smiles. I roll over placing my head on his chest and wrapped my arms around his torso. He let me. I looked him in the eyes and he smiled at me and moved his head down placing a kiss on my cheek. I had never at that time in my life felt as much love as he was radiating towards me. we sat up talking for hours until we finally fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning to an empty bed with a note on the nightstand stating…

-Hay-

Sorry I had somewhere I needed to be; I had to get going… See you later

-Lee-

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A Tragic Fairy Tale... Teaser number one.

Lots of posts lately... I just finished the first edit on ATFT and I forgot how much I love it... here is a little taste of  it. 

“Shit,” I mutter under my breath. I slowly, carefully make my way up the opposite side of the store than I think that he will be at. Please don’t let me run into him, or if I do please don’t let him want to talk to me. I make my way past the items that sit in the middle of the novelty store and I hear his voice come from behind me. I wonder if he is with anyone. I know he just doesn’t randomly talk to himself, he isn’t like that. I hold my breath when I see his face come around the corner and pass through the odd assortment of sex toys that are surrounding me. Good, beach it would be even more awkward if he found me in here. I wait a couple of second before I emerge myself out of the tiny little area that the rack surrounding me creates. I hurry myself out of the store and start to walk in the direction that my car is parked when I face plant into a hard torso. The smell instantly takes me back to when I was sixteen… when I feel the love for the first time. I inhale a sharp breath. Damn him and his hard abs.
“Hayley?” he asks me handing up his phone, and I turn around quickly and mumble an apology before I begin to walk in the opposite direction. “Hayley, wait… it’s me, Liam.” He says sunning up next to me. “God, it’s been forever. How have you been?” I can feel his eyes looking over my every inch. I wonder if seeing me jogs the memories for him as well; I inhale deeply and pause turning to my side and faking a smile, only for him, and he knows it’s fake as well. I attempt to avoid looking him in the eyes. Oh, those eyes.
“Oh, hey… I didn’t recognize you.” I lie, and I wonder if he knows.
“You look great.” He smiles at me and I instantly let my eyes travel to his hand and my eyes catch a glimpse at the ring that sits on his finger. I feel a knot develop in my stomach that I can only classify as jealousy. I finally let my eyes trail up to his and look him in the eyes.
“Thanks,” I say more chipper than I mean for it to come out, “So do you.” Old memories start soaring through my mind. I try my best at shoving them away.
“It’s been so long. How have you been doing?” he asks me. I’m sure he’s only doing it to be polite.
“Good,” I pause wondering if I should tell him for a second, “I’m married now.”
“I know-,” he says lifting his hand showing me his. “Here too, Crazy isn’t it?”
“What is?”
“Who knew that we would actually ever grow up?” He smiles to me. I feel a twinge in my heart, but I laugh anyways.
“Who knew that the war we waged between us would ever really end.” I smile and he looks down for a moment and I can see that he is embarrassed. “I’m sorry,” I mutter, instantly feeling bad for saying what I didn’t. I do have a problem with saying inappropriate things.
“No, tis’ not your fault; we both did things that I’m sure neither of us are proud of.” I nod my head. Instantly knowing what he is talking about. “Look, I’ve got some time to kill want to grab some lunch? “I know that he can sense I am uneasy especially when he looks to me again and adds. “Just maybe some food court lunch.” I reluctantly nod my head. I don’t want to agree to it, but I can’t manage to let myself say no, he has always had that effect on me.
“Great,” he bellows and smiles, turning waling in the direction. I mentally yell at myself as he leads me toward the food court. For the first time I let my eyes look over him. I notice the muscular tome to his body. He always had that, and I was always a sucker for that. With him and anyone else, this is probably why my husband is even more muscular that him. I make myself think about running my fingertips over Reid’s abs that sits under his shirt. I look up and I can’t help but watch Liam’s back side walk in front of myself I look up seeing his black hair, I think about his bright blue eyes, and I yell internally at myself to stop. That part of my life is over and I need to remember the awful things that he said and did to me. But I remind myself that looking isn’t doing anything wrong. Just because I look at him and don’t have to use my imagination as to what is laying underneath those clothes doesn’t count as cheating does it? I love my husband, I do… I mean I really do. But standing in front of me is the one that got away. Standing in front of me was the downfall to my life; the downfall that I had to work so hard to get back from. I follow him as he walks in the direction of the pizza place and I walk up begin him. One good thing about eating with an ex is that they always feel the need to pay for it. I smile at my thought.


there you go... first teaser... hope you enjoy it, and just remember that I had at least one more edit to do before it will be done!



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Update on A Tragic Fairy Tale...

I finished a cover for it... here you go!

What do you think?

Now as much as I think about paying someone to do covers for me I cannot help but have this sort of emotional attachment to doing it, it probably has to do with the years of graphic arts I took in high school...

-N

Of patiently waiting...

I have been a little MIA recently, but let me explain... I have been moving. I am now finally getting settled and I just happened to get internet yesterday (I know, I know... it's thrilling) Any who, My book Your Own Disaster will be FREE in light of my birthday (April 1st!) until the second of April, Since I am still figuring everything our I can only put it up on amazon free for 5 days... Blah, but when it comes down from there I will put it back up on B& N and Smashwords for free!!! until the second (if there is a way to put it up on amazon for free for longer will someone, if anyone reads this, please let me know!)... I have been trying for the past few months to get it taken off, because I for one love the story. I will try and re-edit it after it comes down from being free and I will put it back onto the sites (i.e. Smashwords and Barnes and Noble.)

I finished a story the week before I move called... Up for the Chase that I am pretty excited about, also I am doing my edits on A Tragic Fairy Tale, but in the midst of it I managed to delete everything off of my jump drive. So, about I had a meltdown and I wallowed a little in self-pity I am now retyping everything back onto my USB drive and editing while I go along, which I may do from now often anyways because I have noticed how much more I catch while I do this.

...So upcoming titles...

        A Tragic Fairy Tale

Fated

Up for the Chase

I also have a story that I was working on when my stories died that I wasn't sure if I liked where it was going, but I have the first four pages so I'm going to start on that one when ever I get myself caught back up.

Now, on the move. It was a nightmare... everything that could go wrong did... I will never use Budget again. First, the truck that we reserved wasn't there. We ended up having to drive an hour away to pick it up, and then drive back to our original location to pick up the trailer (which is what customer service told us to do) it turned out that the original location didn't have anything at all. Second, It rained the entire weekend. Third, customer service told us that we would have to wait until Monday to pick up the trailer which would be at the original location, Monday came and they still didn't have it, we drove across town to finally get one, brought it back, loaded up the car, trailer had a flat tire. We sat in the rain for an hour and a half while the mechanic came to fix it. Finally left our old neighborhood at almost one (we were planning on leaving at 9), The drive, which usually takes us 7  hours, took 10. We finally got here at midnight. The next morning when we got ready to unload the truck it started pouring down rain. Blah, I do not plan on moving again for awhile!

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-N

Note... I am going to try and to a promotion throughout my birthday, BUT it all depends on if Amazon will let me. And I think that I forgot to mention that it will only be available through kindle due to the fact that I'm still figuring out how to work the direct publishing... If anyone wants to input help it would be mucho appreciated.