Just Live, Juliette!


Home is where the heart is…

 

Just Live, Juliette! cover

 

You never know what the morning after has in store for you, especially after drinks at a bar, a perfect man, and a night of the best sex you have ever experienced.  Rather than dancing through a field of daisies, Juliette may be pushing them up instead.  She awakes to a world where everything is familiar and nothing is what it appears to be; where the key to endless love is learning to just live.

This is the first book in the Home series; a journey which began with the short story, The White Peacock, included for your convenience and reading pleasure.

 

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A print version is not presently available – but we’re working to change that.

 

  • Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance (Contemporary)
  • Warnings: Adult situations, language
  • Published: May 28, 2013
  • Words: 214,540 (approximate)
  • Pages: 591 (approximate)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN: 9780991715718

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From the Author

 

From the ashes of The White Peacock, the full-length novel Just Live, Juliette! was born – a manuscript detailing Juliette’s journey following that last paragraph in The White Peacock.  As it went out my door in mid-2013, I started to blow the dust off of my previous projects – preparing for a return to the Noble Lies sequel already in progress – while simultaneously cowering in a corner covered in a blanket waiting for bad news from my test readers.  After all, Juliette’s journey is…a little different.

When I then heard from my wonderful readers, I easily arrived at the last-minute decision to continue writing this story.  I’m just having way too much fun!  What started as a short story exercise has since blossomed into a planned series of at least four books.  Just Live, Juliette! is only the beginning of a larger tale…

 
Juliette's Bracelet
 
 

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Enjoy these excerpts from Just Live, Juliette!

 

 

In the kitchen, her mother was dressed and sitting in her chair beside the table staring off into nothingness.  Juliette knelt on the floor at her feet and rested her head on her mother’s lap.

 

“I love you, Mom.  I don’t want to go.  I don’t want to leave you.”

 

She knew that her tears were dripping down onto her mother’s dress, but she also knew that her mother would never see that damp stain.  She wished that her mother would see it; would know that she was there with her.  She wished that someone would see her; would tell them that she was alright and there in the room.  But she had quickly given up on being noticed.  No one ever saw her.  She looked up into her mother’s eyes and held on to her hands.

 

“Can you feel me holding you?” she asked and waited, but her mother didn’t move.  She continued to sit in the chair staring blankly across the kitchen.

 

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“I’m sorry,” he finally whispered.  “I don’t recognize myself anymore.”

 

She looked over at him.  His face was no longer chiseled in stone.  His eyes had softened.  His hands hung loosely at his sides.

 

“I’m really not that guy,” he said softly.

 

“I wish you wouldn’t be that guy,” she whispered back.

 

“I’m trying.  I told you that night you were different, but I’m trying.”  He offered her a small smile.

 

“I will be talking to other guys, but it doesn’t mean I’m interested in them.  And even if I were, you don’t have a claim on me.”

 

He nodded.  “I know that.  I really do know that.”

 

“And besides; I don’t think getting involved with anyone right now is a good idea.”

 

Juliette took a step, her foot landing on a wild mushroom.  As she felt it squish under her weight, her foot slid out from under her.  She threw her arms up in the air trying to steady herself, but despite her efforts to grab on to the air around her, she landed on her bottom.  She sat for a moment, adjusting to her new elevation, and fighting off the flush of embarrassment.

 

Miles bent over her smiling; his eyes revealing the laughter he was too chivalrous to set free.  He reached out his arm to help her up.  “Then stop falling for me, would you?”

 

“I’m working on it,” she volleyed back as she accepted his help.

 

 

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