High Heels & Summer Mornings
The second book in the Jackson’s Bay Series is live on Amazon. iBooks Kobo & Nook.
Jackson’s Bay is a sleepy town on the south coast of the UK. Once a year it plays host to the spectacular fashion gala held by Ipris Magazine. The who’s who of fashion, film and music is invited.
And so are you.
The six stories are set in the fictional town of Jackson’s Bay that only comes alive once a year. Ipris Magazine has its gala ball at the Imperial Estate on top of the cliffs, and this year they are celebrating 140 years of publication.
The town is basking in an usually long heat wave. Clothes are coming off, and inhibitions are being lost. We follow twenty-two people throughout the week leading up to the party. Secrets, revelations, ambitions and desires will come to the forefront. Will the men and women overcome inhibitions, stigma and blackmailers by the time they attend the Gala celebrations that will have over a thousand people in attendance?
Sunshine and Lightning is the first of six books.
High Heels Summer Mornings is the second of six books.
Harvey Hinder is the head of the Hinder family, he runs his media company behind closed doors. The reclusive man has been admiring Ingrid Stellar from afar. Ingrid Stellar is an escort, but not all is as it seems. She works secretly for Ipris Magazine and is about to give up her escort life until her Madam calls her for one last job. To escort Harvey Hinder for a week. But do they end up getting more than they bargained for?
Ramsay Holcroft is a shoe designer that had lost his mojo. That is until he meets Jessica Dockery, a plus sized super model at a party. One of the organisers assumes Jessica is Ramsay’s wife. They play along with the assumption and end up getting passionate in full view of the party goers. He wants her to be his muse, and she would give her left kidney to have handmade shoes. Are they a match?
Ramsay and Harvey are brothers that end up with a pretend girlfriend and a pretend wife. Can they make it to the Ipris gala with their women, legitimately on their arm?