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

I don't want to go through security. I'm queueing to go through, but I can't bring myself to step out of the view of the airport's doors. I foolishly keep letting people pass me.


But I don't know what is holding me back. I should leave. It wouldn't matter if they all came barraging through those doors to stop me leaving. It's not like I can stay.


I can't tell them that I've f*cked two of them and love all four of them... That's just... delusional?


My phone buzzes, giving me an excuse to step out of the queue. I tell myself that I'll answer the call - even though I really want to avoid it - and then I'll grab a coffee and hop back into the queue.


I've been ignoring my phone for hours, so I don't really know why the hell I'm picking it up now.


Exasperated, I say into the device, "what Jasper?"


"Clover? Where are you? I've been calling for ages?"


Chapter 30: Lyrics On A Napkin