Saturday, 4 June 2016

⭐ Rock n' Roll Heaven ⭐

The Balcony by Maria Bernard ❤
Unforgettable rockstar romance! 󾠖

Author's Note* - If someone were to ask me to only share one book with the world, it would be this one. I'm just saying... Besides, these rockers won't let me forget...

An excerpt from The Balcony...

“Um, I just wanted to apologize for upsetting you like that. I guess I can be a bit of a cry baby,” she admitted. “I was just so overwhelmed with all that information about fake deaths and ghosts. I guess I kind of lost it.”

“You’re not going to cry now, are you?” he asked cautiously.

“Of course not.”

Phantom, what a strange being he was, she thought, looking him over. She smiled awkwardly, remembering how much he’d frightened her at first. Now, even though he appeared just as freaky as before, with his shadowy gray eyes, so tall and thin, dressed in charcoal jeans and a ratty old t-shirt, he scared her less. 

“Then you won’t mind if I visit?” he asked, stealthily hopping up onto the rail, balancing himself between balconies.

“Phantom, be careful!” she gasped nervously as he teetered on the edge. 

“Just kidding,” he quirked, hopping down in front of her. “But I like it that you care.”

“Of course, I care!” she said, shaking her head at him. “I don’t want you to fall.”

“I won’t fall, Emma,” he said pensively while petting a petal of her daisies. “These are very pretty,” he said, studying the large flowers.

“They’re my favorite. They come in so many colors,” she said as she proceeded to fill the flowers boxes with earth.

“They’ll be my favorite too from now on,” he said, watching her work, her face aglow in the moonlight.

“I’ll put the orange ones on the outside and the yellow ones in between,” she explained, holding out her hand. “Would you pass me that spade, please?”

“This little shovel?” he asked, carefully dropping it in her outstretched hand.

“Thanks, now I’ll just cover them up with some earth.”

Smitten, Phantom watched her every move with great interest. 

“What do you think?” she asked, stepping aside.

“Beautiful… and the flowers aren’t bad either,” he said, staring intensely into her eyes.

© The Balcony - Maria Bernard

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