Hanleigh Bradley

Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She relishes in the way authors can create worlds with the words they put in their books. She loves the way your imagination introduces you to a new world when you read a book. It may well be a world completely foreign to the one you live in. That world is brought to life; inspiring you to dream, captivating your imagination and enticing your senses.
Hanleigh first took to reading as a small child reading Dr Zeus. She then fell in love with romance literature when she first read Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; when she first swooned over Mr Darcy. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

Clover has grown up with Rockstars for parents. They expect her to follow in their footsteps. But Clover doesn't want to be famous, she just wants to create the music she loves.

Will that change when her twin brother needs her to take his place in the pop band Saving Creed?

Her crazy mother puts a wig on her head, bandages up her boobs and throws her onto the stage at the London o2. Suddenly, she finds herself living with four hot men. The only problem? They all think she's her twin brother, Creed!

Will Clover be able to keep her identity a secret or will she fall in love with her four band mates?

Lust & Lyrics

What the hell have I just roped myself into? How the hell am I supposed to attend the party as both myself and Creed? I must be completely bonkers - insanity probably runs in the family...


I need a bloody plan or something. I'm pacing the distance from Creed's bedroom door to his window with angry long strides.


There's a knock at the door and I'm turning around on the spot. Jett enters, his expression serious.


"We can just tell them she said she couldn't come," he says and for a moment I'm lost as to who he's talking about. Then it hits me, he means me. The me that doesn't dress like a boy.


As impossible as I know it is, I'm still disappointed. There's a part of me that really wants to put on a pair of heels and a pretty dress. I would die to put on some make up. Pulling out Creed's phone, I make a stupid decision. I ignore the nagging feeling that I'll regret it, that I might actually get caught and send a text to Crimson asking for help.


Chapter 21: House Party