I’ve been scrolling through my current Works in Progress, to see what I might be able to share with you. The only thing in any respectable condition if the first book in a new crime series. The series is called The Devereaux Case Files and is about one family, as they navigate through life, love and the mystery of crime.
Book 1, Perfectly Criminal, was probably one of the first non-paranormal books I ever write and I’m still in love with the story today.
At eighteen, Abhayah Davenport shouldn’t still be attending school. But being free would give her parents a headache; how could they travel the world, without her hampering their style?
Having never attended school until recently, the all girls boarding school, in a sleepy little English town, is foreign territory to free spirit Abhayah. She’s all too aware that she’s being punished for falling in love with a boy at her last school and the actions of one crazed man, who her sister was stupid enough to marry.
Now, her only friend is the new English teacher, Reed Anderson, another fish out of water. But even he isn’t all that he seems…
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“Bugger!” Reed swore, as he lifted a box from the car and felt his back twinge.
It had been a long day, already, as he moved out of his apartment in the city. He still had to unpack and organise the house, as he adjusted to the small country life that he wasn’t used to. It was going to be strange, moving from a compact apartment to the three bedroom house he’d never had a chance to enjoy.
Everything would change now. He’d be closer to his job, be able to keep his little brother out of trouble and might even manage to settle down somewhere. If only his boss would let him.
He was tired. Not just from moving, but from being overworked, which wasn’t something he ever thought he’d say.
Reed dropped the box on top of two others and wiped his wrist across his forehead. He should have let the boys help him, as they’d offered, but he was such a control freak that he couldn’t bear it. These were his belongings and so only he could handle them.
“Idiot,” he grumbled to himself, as he headed back to the car. “It’s only a couple of boxes,” he reminded himself. It wasn’t like anyone would have to handle the actual items and they were all safely packed by his own hand, so no amount of juggling or wobbling would damage them. “Still,” he hemmed and looked around at his library.
God, this place was beautiful. He wished he’d had more time to spend here, since buying it, but his work was so hectic that there was no time for anything but more work.
Reed desperately wanted to change that. He’d come home on orders, for a new job, but being this close to his childhood home could be a problem.
His brother, Kelly, was eighteen and had a knack for getting himself caught up in the worst kind of trouble. He had a rebellious streak the size of Big Ben and an ego just as big.
Reed wanted to curb that attitude, but wasn’t sure how. Kelly was into drinking, smoking and girls, while Reed hadn’t had time for any of that in years. He was twenty-three and probably the most boring big brother he could be.
Well, boring because Kelly could never know what he really did for a living. But that was neither here nor there. He was probably still the dull, unexciting brother, who barely looked at women and had no social life.
Which was mostly true.
There were nine years between them, but they’d always been close. Regardless of Kelly’s only interest being having as much fun as possible and Reed barely having a single second to himself, for his hobbies or a life outside of work.
Women never had factored in very high on Reed’s list of priorities; his friends kept telling him that his standards were too high, but, in reality, he didn’t have enough time to spend on a woman. He worked every hour God gave him and had a fear of commitment.
“Thanks for that, mum and dad,” Reed muttered aloud to himself, as he grabbed another box and worked on autopilot. As his thoughts wandered, he unpacked the last few boxes from the truck and placed them in the hallway.
Their parents had been high school sweethearts, though they were neither sweet nor had any heart. His father was cold, calculating and controlling, while Reed’s mother was a no good money-grabber. They’d married for a simple exchange; his dad got a gorgeous woman on his arm, that he could control, and his mother married into money.
It was doomed from the start.
Married straight out of high school and divorced after five years together, their marriage had never been on the cards for a happily ever after. With multiple disastrous attempts at a reconciliation, the only productive thing they had ever done was to have Kelly. Everything else about their relationship was a failure and Reed hadn’t spoken to their parents in years.
It was best to distance himself from the powder keg, before it exploded in his face.
Reed had lost interest in their constant feuds, so he’d moved as far from them as possible. Now, with Kelly of age to leave their mother’s home, all he had to do was help his brother find his feet financially, and he could wash his hands of his disastrous family for good.
Kelly was a keeper. As his brother and an innocent kid, Reed would never abandon him, but once he left home, it would be the perfect excuse to never speak to their parents again.
About the Author
Elaine White was born and raised in the small town of Haddington, Scotland. She began writing from an early age, experimenting with various writing styles. Fighting cancer in her early teens taught her that life is short and dreams should be pursued.
Now, she finds inspiration everywhere, which has led to numerous novels and series in any genre that can involve romance.
Elaine currently lives at home in Scotland with her parents and a pack of wolves cleverly disguised as one standard poodle. She is a full-time writer.
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