Here’s my latest release called Getting Lucky. It was first published by Evernight Publishing in 2013.
It was one of my favorite stories to write because Megan and Andy are both broken characters who are down on their luck but things are about to change. It’s actually their sudden change in fortune that brings them into one another’s lives.
It’s a story about finding hope, recovering from past demons, falling in love, and yes, getting lucky too.
If you didn’t check it out in 2013, I’d love for you to do so now because like I said, it really is one of my favorite stories. I know it will tug on your heart strings and you’ll be cheering for these two people throughout the story.
Do you feel lucky today?
Megan Scott changed her name and escaped to Seattle, hoping to put her past and her abusive ex behind her. Her sister told her bad luck couldn’t last forever, and with that in mind she purchased a ticket hoping to be one of the ten people to win a key that would open the door to a dream home.
Andy Hill is starting life anew. He lost his family and home but feels deep down that bad luck has to end sometime.
When a mix up with the winning keys puts Megan and Andy in a situation they never thought they’d find themselves in, Megan has to put her trust in a man again, and Andy has to accept that there’s no going back and fixing bad mistakes.
Learning to move on in life is sometimes a hard lesson but it’s also a chance to get lucky.
Here’s an excerpt…
Megan’s legs shook so much that by the time she arrived at the house she didn’t think she’d be able to get out of her car, let alone walk up to the check-in desk. Floodlights had been turned on and a beam of light played against the house’s shiny black front door. She fingered the key. She had a one in ten chance that in less than an hour the house would be hers.
Here goes.
She made her way across the street and up the path to the desk where a young man in his early twenties sat with sheets of paper in front of him.
“Hi, my name’s Megan Scott.”
“Hello Megan, if you could sign here next to your name and then wait over there with the other contestants,” he said, pulling out a sheet of paper for her. She quickly signed before her hand shook again, and then walked over to the lawn where two older men, one on a walker, three women, all older than her, and a girl about twenty, blowing bubble gum, stood in a line. She smiled but no one smiled back. No one was talking either. Instead they eyed one another cautiously which made her legs tremble even more.
She fingered her key again as two more people joined the group, and then a man probably a bit older than herself walked toward them. She’d seen him before but couldn’t think where. Maybe he’d visited the museum, but she knew it was someplace else. He smiled at her, she smiled back. Now she remembered. He’d been the idiot driving the car that had almost hit her. He stood beside her and they glanced at one another and then looked away. The scent of his aftershave drifted her way as the wind picked up. She didn’t think she’d ever like the smell of cologne again, because Ted had almost bathed in the stuff, but this man’s brand was different, and was more subtle and spicy. She shifted her feet, wishing the contest would soon be over and she’d know either way whether she was a homeowner.
Megan glanced at the man again. That had been stupid because he was looking her way. They didn’t say anything but both coughed before quickly looking away. When he’d been driving, she’d focused more on trying not to hit his car, but now that all her attention was solely on him, she realized that he was cute and had gorgeous blue eyes.
She hadn’t checked out a man in so much detail, and for this long, since she’d first laid eyes on Ted. Maybe it was her nerves and she was using it as a way to take her mind off the whole thing.
Maybe.
Vanessa Devereaux 