head for the big city for three main reasons: Work. Better cell-phone service.
And the prospect of meeting her very own Prince Charming. After all, when the
guy you crushed on since high school turns out to be a psychopath, and the only
viable alternative is Creepy Keith, you need to take drastic measures to ensure
life as a crazy cat lady is not in your future.
What she doesn’t need is a bad-boy musician with a penchant for getting under
her skin. Sex, drugs and rock ’n’ roll are the last things on her mind.
rock ’n’ roll (in that order). It’s how it has to be to keep the pain from his
past at bay. After all, when you’ve hurt someone you love, it’s easier to numb
the pain to keep on surviving. Easier to turn off your feelings than face the
cold, harsh truth.
What he doesn’t expect is the sassy journalist with so much soul in her eyes.
Could this woman be the one who breaks him?
When I read that Fortune is about a country girl moving to a big city meets a sexy rock star, my immediate thought was yes please. I couldn’t put this story down from the very first page because I wanted to know so much what was going to happen. I love the slow burn of a relationship between Grace and Darcy and the way that Grace had absolutely no idea who Darcy was when she first met him. When the two characters met I had tears in my eyes from laughing so much.
Grace is a character that I really connected with in terms of trying to stand on her own two feet and make a life for herself. I think this is something is very relatable for many people. I love the sassy way that Grace talks to Darcy and the way that she doesn’t fall at his feet like every other woman does.
Sexy rockstar Darcy has me swooning so much within the story with the way that he cares for Grace and knows immediately that she’s different from everyone else. He comes off as arrogant sometimes during the story but you can tell that it’s so people can’t get close to him because his hiding the pain that he carries around with him from his past.
Grace Storey was sick of being seen as her sisters little sister and not living the life shes always wanted. So, she moves form her small country town to the big city of Sydney only to have a day of bad luck. But then someone shoes her small amount of kindness and that’s when she meets the rock star Darcy. The attraction between them is evident from the moment they meet but is that enough for a relationship to start.
Lauren K McKellar has written a story that has everything I love in a story, humour, passion, chemistry, drama, heartache and likable characters. The storyline was enjoyable to read and it flowed all the way through. I enjoyed the relationship between the main characters and the way that it slowly formed between them and wasn’t rushed.
underwear is missing.
like I know how to make the perfect meringue mix in minutes. I know it like I
know that the grapes on the vineyard are just starting to grow, perfect little
plump circles of ripeness.
staring up at the washing line once more.
plain white cotton knickers are most certainly no longer there.
could have been anyone. It could have been a magpie picking them off the line.
My sister, Eva, having a romp in the vines with her sexy fiancé, needing a pair
to walk home in after hers had been ripped off in a fit of passion. My
grandmother deciding they were inappropriate for public display.
tells me different.
tells me that perhaps my ex-boyfriend is the one to blame for the
panty-napping, and that I’ll never see those comfortable tighty-whities again.
hands through my hair, staring up at the clear blue sky. Why can’t I just have
one morning where I feel in control? Where things in my life happen the way I
want instead of dictated by someone else?
toward the homestead.
on the front porch, waving at me. “I’ve made you an appointment with my
therapist for next week.”
frown. What is she talking about?
therapist. She’s really good,” she replies. “After everything that happened
with the fire, I thought it might help.”
need a therapist,” I reply.
that now, but trust me, once you see her, you’ll love having someone to talk
to.” She pauses. “Oh! Speaking of, I also signed you up for a new phone
contract with Connor and me. We got a good package deal, lots of inclusions,
and …” She keeps talking, but I don’t listen. She’s organising my life. Doing
she wants nothing but the best for me, but I’m sick of not being in control.
I’m sick of being little Grace Storey, the younger sister who has to laugh off
her ex-boyfriend’s borderline stalkerish behaviour, the one who does as she’s
told all the damn time.
sometimes in life, you need a sign. A sign that perhaps it’s time to shake
things up, to move forward. To go and find your fortune.
look up at the clothesline, the spot where my underwear should have been, it’s
never been clearer to me in my life. It’s time I leave this small country town
for the big city, and start a new life.
In addition to writing, Lauren loves to read, and you can often find her up at all hours of the night with a glass of wine, some chocolate, and a good book. She lives by the beach in New South Wales, Australia, with her husband, infant son, and their two dogs. Most of the time, all four of them are well behaved.