“What’s love got to do with anything?” Physical attraction and chemistry were everything.One woman? Gray had tried that and failed.Meaningful relationships weren’t something Gray Dennison had ever experienced or coveted during his many years on the road with his band, CraVed. Being unattached suited his simple, hedonistic, playboy lifestyle. Add his cocky, sometimes arrogant attitude, and the lead singer of a rising rock band had all the credentials to be a wealthy, charismatic Rock God, stateside.With his heart throb physique and handsome features, Gray was an obvious magnet for beautiful groupies. It wasn’t his fault they kept falling for him.The constant revolving door of fangirls, models, and others on offer, made sure Gray’s physical needs were always met. In all his adult years only three women had made the slightest dent in Gray’s armor.That was until he raked the burning embers of a second chance romance with an old flame, a mistake of going backward, and a drunken heart-to-heart with his best friend, Brody.The culmination of these events opened Gray’s mind to reconsider the choices he made, face the hurt of his past, and find the courage to seek the answers he needs to salvage his future. ˃˃˃ Standalone, ˃˃˃ Genre: Romance, Rockstar Romance, New Adult and College, Contemporary Romance, Women’s Fiction MATURE CONTENTThis story contains sexually explicit material, mature subject matter, and is intended for individuals over the age of eighteen.Scroll up and grab a copy today.
BIOGRAPHY I have lived my whole life with comments from both, relative strangers and close friends telling me I should write a book. People continually tell me I have an ability to tell a story and make even the mundane sound interesting. (I’m personally not aware of that.)
The thought of doing this, was something I never thought I would entertain, because being dyslexic, during my childhood and adolescence, I found it very difficult to get past how to spell something, never mind how coherent the sentence sounded. So writing a few paragraphs usually made me sweat.
As a child I discovered coping strategies and developed my own ways of getting by, I wasn’t stupid by any stretch of the imagination, but left school at fifteen without any academic qualifications. I wasn't diagnosed with dyslexia until I attended university at the age of thirty.
(Both of my children were diagnosed with dyslexia, one at the age of seven and one much later, although, I could see my traits present in him, and both have excelled academically in their chosen professions.)
Thanks to the invention of the computer and information technology, my world changed. I learned how to communicate in written form effectively, not afraid to use language present in my oral skills that were lacking in my written work, for fear of spelling them wrongly, which gave me the confidence to write the books. Had I, had to write a book on paper, I know I would never have finished the first page.
I recently discovered the joy of writing after a challenge by a friend, which turned into three books. As I am constantly challenging others to face their demons, I decided, after some persuasion, to brave it out and share the books with others. I don’t have any expectations for them other than to tell the story.
This was a huge step for me, and took courage because there are so many fabulous clever people out there, writing amazing pieces of work that sadly, very few people ever see.
My work: I have had the pleasure (and the drama) of working in The National Health Service and in an independent capacity for Social Services in the UK for many years. My work has been supporting many women, children, young people, and families during this time. Sometimes, this has been at some of the toughest or most vulnerable times in their lives.
During this time I have observed the communications of all parties involved both, in their relationships with others and how their decisions affect the subsequent outcomes for them and others. I have shared in the births and in the deaths of some of these people, and I never take advantage of the privilege my position brings me.
People ask what does the K.L. stand for K.L. Shandwick is a pseudonym. This isn’t to ‘hide’ behind, (I am not ashamed of what I’ve written), but to afford my clients the appropriate level of confidentiality by association. So, K L stands for KL. I am an independent author, who presently self publishes through kindle.
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