Thursday, November 7, 2013

Spotlight The Universe Doesn't Do Second Chances by Sean-Paul Thomas


Synopsis

A lonely man in his late thirties living an average life of missed
opportunities and regrets especially regarding the opposite sex, dies
in a plane crash somewhere over the English channel. When he awakens in
a subdued and bizarre subconscious state, he is granted by the powers
that be a second chance to spend a day with the two women in his life
who made an impact on his heart. Yet never had the courage to let go of
his social fears and inhibitions and act upon his natural instincts and
desires at the time of meeting them.

The first part of the book takes place over one day in the awe
inspiring Gothic city of Edinburgh in 2004. When our hero meets Alex on
a bus. A beautiful young tourist girl from the Czech Republic. They
embark upon a magical one day adventure around the city together. Only
the more time our hero spends with his new love interest, the more her
hidden secrets and real intentions for being in the city come to
surface.

The second part takes place in the late eighties. Our hero wakes up
back in high school upon the gorgeous tropical Island of Cyprus. Here
he is granted the second chance to meet Sarah. The pretty and athletic
tomboy. Who steels his heart while helping each other deal with school
bullies, army brat life, dark troubles at home, all in one magical
summers day adventure, both young lovers will never forget.


Excerpt

'So at school, did you ever fancy any of your teachers?' I asked, re-igniting our conversation from earlier. Alex, with her arms spread out behind her back and supporting her upper body on the grass, glanced at me with a very confused look.
'Fancy?'
'You know, like have a crush on or find attractive.'
Alex continued to stare at me blankly.
'Did you want to kiss any of your teachers?' I said blatantly spelling it out.
Alex chuckled. 'Are you kidding me? All my teachers were as old as the Earth.' She shivered with an over reactive gesture and shook her head in disgust. She then turned back to face me with a mischievous grin.
'But I'm guessing you did since you brought this up.'
'As a matter of fact I did, yeah, when I was around nine, now that I come to think about it.'
'Nine!' Alex looked shocked.
'Yeah, I had the biggest crush on my primary school teacher, ever.'
'You did not.'
'I did to, I swear.'
'I remember how I'd always be the first one to volunteer to do anything for her in class whenever she asked me, like cleaning off the chalk from the black board or collecting everyone's homework and staying behind after class to help tidy up.'
Alex playfully pinched my cheek like a little kid. 'Oh, that is so cute and sweet of you, Liam.'
'Yeah well, it gets better. Eventually I found out that the bitch was married, and it nearly broke my little nine-year-old heart.'
Alex started laughing, almost choking in the process.
'And from that point onwards I just became such a little shit to her in class.'
Alex continued to smile and shook her head.
'Always playing up. I stole her stapler a few times then sneakily wrote rude words on her blackboard before she arrived to class. I started throwing pens, paper, pencils at the other kids around class or whatever I could find whenever she wasn't looking. I was pretty sneaky like that.'
'Wow! What a little shit you were, Liam. So what kind of rude words did you write on her blackboard?'
'Too rude to share with a cheeky Czech tomboy like you.'
'I'm the cheeky one now.' She smiled. 'Hey, can I ask, what is the difference between sneaky and cheeky?'
I chuckled as a crazy thought entered my head.
'You don't know?'
'Well, I think I do, but I'm sure everyone has different interpretations.'
I stood to my feet immediately and held out my hand.
'What, what are you doing? More dancing?'
'Come, stand up.'
Alex took my hand and I pulled her onto her feet. We were standing close now, only a few inches apart.
'Okay. Now close your eyes.'
She gave me a suspicious glare and grinned. 'No, I don't trust you, you might do something bad.'
'What like steel your camera.'
'Hmmm, that too.'
'Just close your eyes.'
'What are you going to do?'
'I'm going to show you the difference between cheeky and sneaky.'
'Why don't you just tell me?'
'Because it's more fun this way,' I said with a sly grin.
She paused in thought for a long moment before letting out a deep sigh. Finally she closed her eyes.
'Okay! Then show me.'
The adrenaline surged through my veins. I couldn't believe I was about to actually try this. I had no idea where this mischievous playful thought had come from, but it was too late to stop it now, I had acted in the moment, so I had to go through with it.
'Okay, so this is cheeky.'
I leaned in very close to Alex, almost like I were going to kiss her gently upon her soft and delicious, lush red lips, but instead, I lowered my hands down to her perky buttocks and gently squeezed her bum. Alex let out a playful scream and slapped me on the shoulder.
'That was bad.' She giggled, although, she didn't back away.
'Okay.' I smiled back. 'And now for something sneaky.'
'Oh! That wasn't the sneaky thing.'
'Close your eyes.'
She did what I asked and closed her eyes tight.
'Okay, now this is sneaky.'
This time I leaned in really slow, but right up close towards her, my face and lips millimetres from her own. At the same time I lifted my left hand and gently curved it around the bottom of her face and neck and underneath her soft-flowing blonde hair. I softly kissed her cherry lips. She never flinched in the slightest and even better, her small pretty mouth moved in unison with mine. The act lasted for a good ten seconds and just as I felt the tip of her tongue brushing against the top of my lip, she gently pulled away. I opened my eyes to find Alex unleashing a radiant and devilish smile.
'Well that was unexpected.'
All I could do was smile back. I was glowing.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Seanpaul-Thomas/e/B006DJXCVG/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_po p_1

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18407104-the-universe-doesn-t-do-secon d-chances?from_search=true



Author Bio -
Born in London to Scottish and Irish parents, Sean spent most of his childhood and teenage years growing up on the move in the likes of Cyprus, Germany, Wales and England as an army brat. With a keen interest in both reading and writing he was diagnosed with the travel and writing bugs very early on in life. Now, writing, reading and traveling are his main passions in life, but he also loves outdoor sports too from Rugby and Hiking to Tennis and Boxing. His main inspiration for writing today comes from living in such a beautiful, Gothic, hauntingly, awe inspiring, dramatic and historical city such as Edinburgh. This place has given Sean so much amazing inspiration to write the more time he spends dwelling here with her. And he challenges anyone with 'so called' writers block to take a walk up and around the magical Carlton hill in Edinburgh's city center sometime. (In any kind of weather too, which will usually be a windy rain storm even in the heart of summer) Then just kick back, relax and enjoy the majestically views of our glorious castle, Princes street gardens, the bridges, the breathtaking and spectacular volcanic Munroe 'Arthur's seat', The river fourth, the Greek influenced national monument on the very top of the hill (Which is where Edinburgh gets its nickname 'Athens of the North' from.) And of course the view of the fabulously Gothic monument of Sir Walter Scot, Scotland's greatest and most famous ever writer to date. At this moment he is writing another two books, one is about a young man working in a dead end job and life who discovers that he has a terminal illness so decides to withdraw all of his life savings from the bank, go out into the world, and do all the things that he's always dreamed of doing, but was restricted by the rules and regulations that society feeds into us from birth. The other book is about his recent four month awesome back packing adventure through Eastern Europe last year, from Estonia to Sarajevo.

Author links:
https://www.facebook.com/SeanPaulThomasAuthor

http://www.tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Thomas_Sean-Paul/index.htm

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