Now how about a peek into N.R. Walker's new book, Exchange of Hearts...
Buylinks: http://nrwalker.net/2015/11/13/
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Blurb:
Eighteen-year-old Harrison Haddon has grown up
alone. Surrounded by wealth, nannies, and material things, all he craves is the
approval of his father. Sent away to the boarding school his father and
grandfather attended, it’s assumed he will follow in their footsteps from
Sydney’s prestigious Ivy League school straight into medical school.
But Harrison doesn’t want to be a doctor.
He dreams of music and classical piano. His
only true happiness, his escape from the world expected of him, is
dismissed by his intolerant and emotionally detached parents.
Levi Aston arrives from London for a
three-month student exchange program. Free-spirited and confident in who he is
and what he wants to do with his life, Levi convinces Harrison not give up on
his dreams.
But convincing Harrison not to give up on
his family might not be so easy.
Excerpt:
Over the next few days, Levi settled in okay.
He slept a bit, but adjusted to the time zones okay, and didn’t seem to mind
the winter. He didn’t even get lost once, and he found his way around on his
own in no time. He even tried Vegemite on toast, but declared afterwards,
adamantly, that there should be an international inquiry into how Australians
could get Marmite so very, very wrong.
He had most of his classes with me, and he
seemed to enjoy doing the work even though it had no bearing on his grades. And
even the novelty of his accent had died off with the other students. Above all
that, he seemed content to hang out with me.
I didn’t mind. I didn’t mind at all.
On the Friday after he arrived, Levi and I
were leaving our last class of the day when half the rugby team ran past us,
carrying school bags, obviously in a hurry.
“Where are they off to?” he wondered.
“The rugby league team has practice this
afternoon,” I told him.
He looked at me, with one eyebrow raised.
“And you know this, how?”
“Carson plays. I used to watch him
sometimes,” I admitted. “I actually used to play, as a junior. St Michael’s is
big on football—it’s like a nursery for scouting agents.”
He blinked. “You played?”
I snorted. “I know, I’m not really built for
it. But yes. More to fit in than anything else, but it really wasn’t my thing.”
“Shall we go watch them?” he asked, his eyes
lighting up.
“You really want to?” God, I couldn’t think
of anything worse.
“Yep. I want to show you something.”
Curious as to what he meant, I agreed. We
dumped our bags and sat at the oval, with our jackets and scarves pulled high
around our necks, and watched the two teams practise. Their faces were flush
with cold, their breaths were puffs of steam, and they jumped and moved just to
keep warm. Soon enough they were running, passing the ball, and practicing
hit-ups. All the while Levi watched on. “God, this game makes absolutely no
sense,” he said. But then the team started stretching and bending over. Levi
nudged me with his elbow and said, “But God, they’re fun to watch.”
N.R. Walker’s Bio:
N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.
N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.
She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn't have it
any other way.
She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don't let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.
She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things...but likes it even more when they fall in love.
She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.
She's been writing ever since...
She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don't let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.
She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things...but likes it even more when they fall in love.
She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.
She's been writing ever since...
N.R.
Walker’s Internet Links:
Twitter:
@NR_Walker
Giveaway:
Competition to win 2x
$10 Amazon giftcard, and 2 further prizes of N.R. Walker e-books – closes 27th
November at 00:01 Sydney
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