Vivid Lies
by Alyne Roberts
Publication Date: June 6, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
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Two Girls. Two Boys. The math should be easy.
London and Brooklyn have shared everything their whole lives. They shared a birthday, a mother they never met, and a tragic past. Their bond is unbreakable and beautiful. The sisters may look identical but they are nothing alike.
Brooklyn is the wild and reckless sister. London is logical and responsible.
When they leave the only home they have ever known with their best friend Miles, their bond is tested.
Miles finally sees Brooklyn and London as more than the girls he grew up with.
He is smart and caring, everything London should want.
But it might be too late because a new stranger enters their lives, changing everything.
Kane is mysterious and troubled, with commitment issues.
He should to be perfect for Brooklyn and her wild side.
What happens things don’t go as they should?
Nothing goes as planned. Things are never as they seem. No one is who they say they are.
The lies are so vivid, they are almost real.
Excerpt:
London
I
swing open the door and find Miles in the hallway. He's not alone.
Kane
is glaring at him as they stand chest to chest. They turn to stare at me when
they notice me.
"Brooklyn?"
Kane asks.
"London?"
Miles says at the same time. "Right?"
Miles
brushes the madness of my hair out my eyes to get a good look at my face. I can
tell he isn't sure who I am.
We
never made any effort to look different from each other. We could have color or
cut our hair but we never did. Part of it was because we like looking
identical. We chose other ways to stand out from the other. If you want to tell
us apart, you need to actually know us. You can't say 'the one with the short
hair'. You say the quiet one, or the dancer. London or Brooklyn.
"What
is going on?" I ask, my voice raspy.
"Found
this guy sleeping outside your door," Kane says. His eyes run up my bare
legs, over my thin shirt and back up to my face. "You know him?"
I
nod. I'm not surprised to find Miles here. It's Kane whom I'm shocked to see.
"You
know this guy?" Miles is looking between us, confused and angry. His eyes
take the same path as Kane's did. "You should go inside."
"I
did a shoot with him, and I would be inside if you two weren't arguing in the
hallway like kids," I snap.
"I
came last night in the storm," Miles says, trying to guide me back inside.
"You didn't hear me knocking so I waited. And this asshole starts giving
me shit for being here."
"You
look like some damn creeper waiting outside their apartment."
Kane
and Miles glare at each other, both looking ready to throw punches.
"How
do you know Brooklyn? What are you doing here?" I ask Kane, leaning around
Miles.
"Met
her at Stephanie's. I live down the hall."
Of
course he would be the guy Brooklyn danced for. I feel stupid that I even
thought for a second that he was here for me. Now I remember why he looked so
familiar when I saw him on the beach. I just about plowed him over as he got
off the elevator in a rush that morning.
"Great,
so he's seen you almost naked," Miles mumbles. "Inside please."
"I'm
London," I snap, irritated at being bossed around. "He saw Brooklyn
almost naked. Not me."
"I
know who the fuck you are," Miles growls and I freeze to stare at him.
Miles
has never raised his voice at me in all our disagreements. He is understanding,
calm, and easy going. Now, he is aggravated, possessive, and losing his
patience with me. The soothing blue I always saw him as was shifting to a dark
green. Still beautiful but unknown, like a dark forest.
"Let
go of her," Kane interrupts. His large frame comes closer, making me feel
trapped and tiny between the two men.
The
tension in the hallway is thick and heavy. I force a smile and put a hand on
Miles's chest to calm him. It seems to work because I feel the muscles under my
hand relax.
"Thank
you, Kane, but I'm okay. He's a friend," I tell him, looking up into his
dark eyes.
Kane's
jaw ticks as he looks between me and Miles, trying to read us both. I can
finally breathe when he takes a slow step back.
"You
sure?" he asks me again, watching Miles closely.
"Yes.
Thank you. See ya around."
I
shove Miles back into my apartment, shutting Kane out in the hall. He has the
decency to look slightly guilty when I glare at him.
"What
the hell was that all about?" I hiss quietly, not wanting to wake
Brooklyn.
"That
guy was an asshole. He has no business with you."
I
run my fingers through my hair and realize just how knotted it really is. My
fingers get caught and I'm sure it looks like one of those cheap wigs you get
for Halloween that never get untangled.
"He
knows Brooklyn, Miles. And he's a neighbor. You didn't need to go all
caveman."
"The
hell I didn't," he almost shouts. "Did you see the way he looked at
you?"
"No,"
I deadpan. "You're acting crazy."
Miles
mumbles something under his breath and starts to pace. I shuffle awkwardly and
watch him helplessly. The last time I saw him this worked up, it was our last
night in Tennessee.
"Miles?"
He
stops and meets my eyes immediately. I smile at the familiar warmth I see in
them.
My
heart starts to race when I see them darken.
My
heart stops when he starts toward me.
My heart
explodes when he grabs my face and his lips touch mine.
About Alyne Roberts
Alyne lives in Ohio with her husband, two dogs and cat. Working full time in an office all day, she spends her nights reading, writing or watching an entire TV series in a night. She refuses to grow up and loves Disney movies and anything with owls. She couldn’t live without her coffee or her furry “children”.
Alyne wrote her first novel titled “Light to the Darkness” in 2014.
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