Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Quote Aristotle
Playlist - The Book
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Coming soon
by
ALEXANDRA NORTH
Published by Alexandra North
Copyright © 2014 by Alexandra North
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Cover Design by LA Designs
For my very own Sebastian; you know who you are.
My friend, my lover & my soulmate - I love you desperately.
You & me always and forever baby!
For my 2 children, who put up with burnt food & un-ironed clothes for months,
whilst I slaved over this book. I love you both so much
& maybe when you’re married & grown-up, you can read this - maybe!
For my parents who have supported me in everything I do,
through the good & many bad times; you are both such an inspiration,
both in your own achievements & your love of one another
- 44 years and counting… but seriously, this book is for your eyes only Mum!
To my lovely in-laws - who’ve enabled me to write whilst
entertaining our youngest; from crafting, to school pick-ups and many
other fun activities, you’re always there for all of us and so appreciated.
xxx
To my Sister, who is Suzie in the flesh & your gorgeous new baby (just delivered!)
Life deals us highs & blows but with shoes and lippy, we can conquer the world. Love you.
For my family and friends -
Thank you for enriching my life & making it possible to draw upon day-to-day experiences to create such wonderful characters full of depth and naughtiness.
To all the Bloggers out there who work for FREE -
thank you so much for all your support in generating awareness
for The One Awakened. You are amazing people who work exceedingly hard
for us authors and deserve mucho recognition.
Quick mentions; Two Ordinary Girls & Their Books, Sizzling Pages,
Fallen For Books, Mummy’s Naughty Corner, Sweet Books,
The Book Enthusiast & 2Bookaholics and anyone else who
promoted me - a huge thank you x
Sebastian & Lucia’s journey has been so much more than I had ever dreamed
- The One is out there for all of us.
“What is a friend? A single soul in a two bodies.”
Aristotle
In no particular order for…
THE ONE AWAKENED
Sarah McLachlan – Silence
Fat Boy Slim – Right Here Right Now
The Beloved – Deliver Me
Coldplay – The Scientist
Coldplay – Greeneyes
Imagine Dragons - Demons
James Blunt – Goodbye My Lover
Ellie Goulding – Burn
Chris Brown – Don’t Wake Me Up
Alex Clare – Too Close
Rob D – Clubbed To Death
David Guetta - Little Bad Girl (feat. Taio Cruz) –
Portishead – Glorybox
U2 – One
U2 - With Or Without You
Timberland /One Republic – Apologise
Nelly Fertado – Try
Snow Patrol – Chasing Cars
Keane – Somewhere Only We Know
Portishead – Roads
Lana Del Rey – Young & Beautiful
Sia – Breathe Me
OutKast - Hey Ya
Prince – I Would Die 4U
Neon Trees – Sleeping With A Friend
David Guetta – Titanium
Eric Prydz – Pjanoo
Sub Focus- Endorphins
Faithless – Don’t Leave
Tinie Tempah – Heroes (feat. Laura Mvula)
Adele – Set Fire To The Rain
The Chemical Brothers – Hey Boy Hey girl
Dr. Alban – It’s My Life – (She’s my wife)
Groove Armada – My Friend
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis – Can’t Hold Us (feat. Ray Dalton)
Roger Sanchez – I Never Knew
The Source – You Got The Love
A great big world – Say Something
The Saturdays – Ego
Rob Base, DJ E-Z - It Takes Two
2 Live Crew - Me So Horny
Adele - Chasing Pavements
Eddie (Oliver Nelson Remix) – Everywhere
Sebastian Ingrosso – Calling (Lose My Mind)
We enter the murky underground bar where pretty much every student at Lords Uni frequents, and smile at each other, anticipative of what tonight may bring. The Cave is a grotty, musty hole of a place, which housed crappy live bands, smelled damp and offered watered-down beer. None of that mattered though; the vibe was always great.
Abby and I had only been a couple of times since moving into Dorms, once to eat (never again!) and once, for Happy Hour. That night had been memorable and we’d definitely come away happy, or at least until we threw up the copious amounts of Malibu & pineapple consumed from dodgy plastic pint glasses! The Bar’s aptly named and the place to go if you were single, with plenty of Neanderthal men - full of grunting, boozing and male bravado. However, tonight we were going to their Friday night blast. The theme is Dance and that’s exactly, what we intend to do. We are 19, young, free and attractive. Life is good and we are open to new opportunities and exciting adventures!
“If one more waster, letches over me I’ll lose it!”
Abby shudders at the thought and fluffs up her freshly dyed bright red hair. The picture on the box of dye had shown a vibrant girl with warm copper locks but somehow Abby’s hair had over-developed into something more likened to scary clown than saucy chick; the results were should we say, extr
eme. I feel for her, but even the harsh, fiery red tones couldn’t detract from her lovely face and big brown expressive eyes. She really could pull off anything and on a positive note; it certainly made her stand out in a busy crowd- I wouldn’t lose her!
“I thought you wanted to meet someone Abs? Behind every frog is a prince, or something like that!”
“Bollocks! You just made that up. More like behind every frog is a horny toad!” She whacks my arm and I burst out into floods of laughter. “Besides, I think I’ll be lucky to attract Shrek tonight with this hair.”
“True. But don’t be so harsh yourself. Let’s just have some fun. It’s our first year at Uni. I, for one, am not interested in settling down or getting serious with any man - especially not one from here.”
“Tell that to the guy with the cross eyes and spittle lips in the corner. He’d definitely be a grateful lover!”
Yuk! We both shudder and giggle in unison.
There’s a huge scrabble at the bar, and feeling daring, I nudge in and order us two beers. I can feel pressure from jostling punters at my back and to both sides, but stand my ground. We’d quickly learned it was the only way and you had to be tough to brave the Cave Bar. As I turn to pass one plastic pint glass to Abs, impressed with my skill, I’m careful not to spill a drop; I groan as my elbow is knocked and the chance of saving both myself and my drink is negligible. In that split-second instant I become a walking-talking cliché – my nipples now perky and on show through my wet vest-top; the scent of weak ‘eau de Tetley’s’ all over me. All we needed was a ton of wet mud and Abs and I would have every man in that bar at our beck and call; but purely for the wrong reasons. Tits and ass and female wrestling; the stuff of most young men’s wet dreams.
“What the hell?”
I’m sure the anger is evident on my face as I look down at my top. “Nice!”
Shaking my head incredulously, I spin around and am met by a solid male wall of heat. He was the culprit and the jostler at my back. Glancing up slowly, I lock eyes with the most intense blackened pools I’ve ever looked into, and review the drink spiller at my leisure. He is utterly devastating. Almost perfect apart from a slight bump in his otherwise straight nose, probably from a sports related injury - he certainly looked like he played a lot of sport. Yum!
Jutting cheekbones, a well-defined jaw and two-day stubble show off those amazing dark melted chocolate eyes, which are enhanced by short inky hair, worn slightly longer and messy on top; my fingers itch to delve into it. Even his clothes are effortlessly seductive - plain black slim-fit T, over black faded jeans. He is fit, and Drop. Dead. Gorgeous. I know I’m staring, but I truly can’t help it. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.
Seriously, heart-stoppingly, dry-mouth tasty.
I watch as his brow furrows in question at my open gawking.
“Like what you see?” His magnetic eyes crinkle at the corners and his generous mouth smirks.
“Sorry.”
My thoughts are interrupted and I feel myself flush, and flustered, shake my head to pull myself together. The air seems to have left my lungs and I’m struggling to breathe.
How full of himself was this guy? How annoyed are you at your obvious reaction to him? My disloyal inner voice sides with the drink spiller.
I find my tongue and moisten my lips before framing myself and grinding out.
“Actually no. I’m not bloody sorry, you’re the clumsy oaf!”
There. That told him! “You should watch what you’re doing in future.”
My voice sounds weak and snooty and very unlike me. What I really want to say, as I watch his naughty bedroom eyes and sexy mouth twist is, “for God’s sake shut up and kiss me, you arrogant bastard!”
Seriously Lu - you don’t even know his name?
This annoyingly handsome male continues to smile at me, assessing my behaviour and openly staring at my now completely soaked chest. I fold my arms over my breasts in retaliation and lean back to put some space between us. I’m not sure why but he both annoys me and sends shivers over me all at once. There are definite sparks, something I’d not ever encountered before - and never on the first time encounter with a man. I am inextricably drawn to him.
“What are you studying?” I hear the question but am too unnerved by his presence to answer.
“Studying?” he gently repeats.
And I stutter my response. “BA (Hons) in Design.” Chill the fuck out girl!
“Really? That’s my course – I’ll no doubt be seeing much more of you.” The emphasis is heavily put on much more, as he casually assesses my chest. Oh crap - this guy was trouble. I should steer well clear!
“Well, maybe not – there are several divisions of the degree.”
He flashes lovely white teeth, grinning openly at my negative and harsh reply, his eyes darting back to my now pointing to attention, chest.
“I’m sure we’ll bump into one another again but I won’t make such a boob of it next time. I promise.”
I give in at this and chuckle openly, despite my annoyance and his own laugh is genuine. The intimate moment and sexual tension are shattered as I hear my friend’s voice behind us.
“Lulu where’s the beer?”
Abby nuzzles her way into our circle of two and it’s only then that I realise that clumsy sexy man has his arms loosely hung around my waist. As my brain reacts to their position, my skin sizzles beneath his fingertips and I shiver noticeably. I immediately grab those strong arms and push away, but not in time for Abs to raise her arched brow cheekily in surprise at my reaction.
“Let me get you both a drink; it’s the least I can do.” He smiles showing those pearly whites again, and his twinkly eyes are still focused on my ample charms. He is divine but really?
“No its fine, thanks.” I’m being really rude and I don’t know why. His model good looks put me on edge.
“Yeah Lu, it’s the least he can do,” Abby laughs, mimicking his sexy voice and puts out her hand to shake his.
“‘Scuse my arsey friend. I’m Abby, and this, is Lucia. Nice to meet you.” Her warmth is infectious and for the first time ever it irritates me as she is rewarded with a glowing white smile for her niceties.
“Sebastian. Sebastian Silver at your service,” he pronounces clearly and with confidence. Of course he’d have an alliterative name - like a bloody superhero!
As I study his handsome face, I conclude that his name is perfect for him; magnetic, memorable, arrogant and manly - just like him; a silver-tongued devil.
We’re interrupted again, as a second male slaps him on his back. “Seb, my mate. Get the beers in. I’m dying of thirst here.” He looks in our direction, his delight evident on his rather plain but friendly face.
“I was just about to when I bumped into the lovely Abby and Lucia.” My name falls from his delicious lips with a provocative drawl and his bold eyes hold mine with every syllable.
I feel his mate’s eyes rest upon my chest and cringe. I really need to get to the little girl’s room and use the dryer, before I become the night’s entertainment or get picked up for soliciting. Either way, I’m showcasing my trump card far too soon.
Sebastian continues. “Ladies, Niall. Niall, Ladies.” He holds four fingers up to the rather sweaty barman struggling to meet the demands of thirsty, pissed up students and rests his elbows on the bar, throwing over his shoulder, “Don’t worry I won’t touch you again.”
I consider why I wish that that were not the case but I am not allowed the luxury for long, as Niall muscles in next to me, hiding me from Sebastian’s view. He is Ok looking, with a definite, Indie coolness about him, but is certainly not as arresting as his friend Sebastian. Realistically, he was probably more my type if I went by my previous dating history; his dress-sense is rock-star cool and makes him appear current, if a little eccentric. We chatter for a while, whilst Abby and Sebastian do the same. I keep one eye on them at all times.
“Don’t worry about your mate,” Niall informs me, leaning into my ear, his warm breath on my neck.
“Sebastian is all loved up - some Textile student or something like that. So he’s not up for anything but a bit of a flirt – boy he lurves to flirt.” He winks at me and I feel a moment of strange loss at his news of Sebastian’s love of women.
What did I expect when the man looks that good?
And in that second, I decide to focus my charms on Niall for the night. He was safe, didn’t scare the hell out of me and didn’t send my emotions haywire and was a bit of a charmer, in a kind of cool, Oasis brother way - what would be the harm?
“Give me a few minutes to dry off and I’ll be back Niall.”
“I’m not going anywhere Lucia.”
His face is intent and I smile to myself. It’s always nice to feel like you have a man’s full attention, even if it’s not the attention of the man I can’t seem to take my eyes off - my brain is telling me that but my heart is saying something else.
After a few hours of getting to know him better, realising our mutual likes and dislikes of certain music genres and enjoying one too many tequila slammers, I consider Niall. He’s actually pretty cool and has a dry sense of humour and is a rare commodity within the Cave Bar in that he does appear to have a brain; even though his hands are a little too knowing, I’m enjoying my time with him but cannot help being continuously drawn back to his mate Sebastian, who is now on the dance floor, with the textile girl. She is very pretty and he’s looking sexier than ever.
I am at a loss as to why just the glimpse of him is enough to create a fizz of excitement in my belly. It’s ridiculous. I’ve just met him and he’s the epitome of a player. I’m pleased that I’ve decided to see past the movie star looks and muscled physique and listened to my gut instinct. You keep telling yourself that love.
Yes. Niall is much more my type I convince myself, and the moody artist character has always appealed to me. Plus, he was single, so why not have some flirtatious fun with a fellow classmate? It would never lead to more - I’m not ready or in the market for anything serious.
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