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Monday, December 7, 2015

Guest Post: Scenes From Adalaide Road - Helena Stone

I'm thrilled to have my best friend and sometimes co-writer, Helena Stone on my blog today! She has a brand new release, Scenes From Adalaide Road, and it's fantastic! She's here today to share something a little "extra" with all of you!

Thank you Jaycee for welcoming me to your blog today. I’ve got something rather special for you and your readers.

The following is not an excerpt from Scenes from Adelaide Road. In that story one of the main characters, Lennart, is writing two books, which are only described in the most general of terms. One of them is light-hearted and fun, the other one much darker. For promotional purposes Lennart was gracious enough to allow me to share a tiny excerpt from the darker story here.

About Lennart’s story:

Two sixteen-year old boys—Paddy and Killian—have recently met and become friends. After a fun and exhilarating afternoon spent swimming in a local lake they’ve walked back to Killian’s house, where they’re about to say goodbye behind the shed in the back garden.


“I saw you, you know,” Paddy said while he stared into my eyes, as if he expected to find something there.

“You saw what?” I asked, almost scared to hear his answer.

“You liked it, didn’t you?”

“I....” I knew I should pretend I’d no idea what he meant, but the words got stuck in my throat. My cheeks heated up and I knew I’d turned bright red.My mouth went dry and I licked my lips, my heart stuttering in my chest.

His gaze travelled from my eyes to my mouth and I watched, mesmerized, as he too licked his lips. He took two steps, obliterating the distance between us. Torn between fear and elation I retreated until my back hit the wall of the shed.

“You got excited when you saw me strip out of my trunks, didn’t you?”

I wanted to deny his accusation, but even as he spoke I could see his naked body in my mind’s eye. It was only a few seconds, as long as it took him to shed his wet gear and put his shorts on, but the effect on my body had been immediate and embarrassing. I stared at our feet while I numbly shook my head.

“Have you forgotten how to talk, Killian?” He smirked at me but his eyes were bright and friendly,his gaze intense. “Maybe there are better uses we could put that mouth of yours to.”

Paddy took one last step, bringing us toe-to-toe, and bent forward, pressing our lips together, while his gaze never left mine.

I raised my hands and placed my palms against his chest, determined to push him away, yet unable to make myself actually do it. His lips against mine made me forget why this was a bad idea. I’d dreamed about this moment for so long. I hadn’t been crazy. I wasn’t the only one with feelings like these. My mind stopped working. My blood sang as it rushed through my veins. I should have been ashamed when a whimper escaped my lips, except Paddy made similar noises. So good.Too much. Not enough. I lifted my arms and wrapped them around his neck pushing my body closer to his at the same time.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

The loud voice shattered my happiness. Paddy jumped away from me and I looked over his shoulder. My father's face was bright red and although he didn't literally have steam coming out of his ears it was all too easy to visualise.

"You. Go." He scowled at Paddy with a mixture of disgust and hatred on his face.

Paddy squeezed my hand before releasing it and I treasured the small gesture. I was scared out of my wits. I'd no idea what my father might do. But I didn't want Paddy there with me when I got my answer.

I stared at the ground in front of me and followed Paddy’s movement from the corner of my eye.He circled around my father, keeping as much distance between them as he possibly could. I’d never felt as alone in my life as I did the moment he disappeared from my sight.I knew I’d still be able to see him if I looked up, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I wouldn't give my father any more ammunition.

"And now for you." My father's voice was soft and all the more menacing for it.

I raised my head when I recognised the sound of a belt being pulled through loops.


Scenes from Adelaide Road 
By Helena Stone

About the book:

Can a young man find the courage he never knew he had when faced with losing everything he holds dear?

A few months before his final exams in secondary school, nineteen-year-old Lennart Kelly discovers he’s inherited a house on Adelaide Road in Dublin from a grandfather he never knew. Having been ignored, bullied and abused for as long as he can remember, Lennart can’t wait to leave behind his father and the small town he grew up in. Moving away as soon as he finishes his exams doesn’t cure his deep-rooted insecurities though.

Meeting twenty-three-year-old Aidan Cassidy in a gay club on his second night in Dublin, scares Lennart. Used to being ignored and ridiculed, he doesn’t trust the attention he receives and can’t believe a man like Aidan could possibly be interested in him. It takes infinite patience and understanding from Aidan to slowly coax Lennart out of his shell.

But the past refuses to stay where it belongs and Lennart’s father is determined to take the house in Dublin off his son by whatever means necessary. Just when Lennart is learning to trust and embrace life, a violent attack threatens everything he holds dear. Suddenly Lennart is in danger of losing his house, the man he’s grown to love and maybe even his life. If Lennart wants to protect Aidan and safeguard his future, he’ll have to find the courage he never knew he had.


General Release: December 1, 2015
Publisher: Pride Publishing
Pages: 188
Genre: Contemporary Romance / MM / NA

Buy links:

Pride Publishing    Barnes & Noble 

Link to book trailer: YouTube

About the Author:

Helena Stone can’t remember a life before words and reading. After growing up in a household where no holiday or festivity was complete without at least one new book, it’s hardly surprising she now owns more books than shelf space while her Kindle is about to explode.

The urge to write came as a surprise. The realisation that people might enjoy her words was a shock to say the least. Now that the writing bug has well and truly taken hold, Helena can no longer imagine not sharing the characters in her head and heart with the rest of the world.

Having left the hustle and bustle of Amsterdam for the peace and quiet of the Irish Country side she divides her time between reading, writing, long and often wet walks with the dog, her part-time job in a library, a grown-up daughter and her ever loving and patient husband.

Helena can be found in the following places:

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