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Weston Ashville, a world-famous rockstar who is solely dedicated to his career, meets a beautiful young woman on an aeroplane between Europe and the States. She is the one woman who doesn’t show any interest in him and yet, he cannot keep his eyes off her. Soon, however, he finds out that there is more to her than is apparent to the eyes.
Caught in a whirlwind between decorum and desire, Weston has to come to a decision whether he wants to seduce Dana or not. When they hit the ground, he loses more than a fling in the clouds.
Can he save the day and win back his lost love to return with her to Cloud Nine?
The Book's Creation
A long time ago, I had a partner who was really good at imitating camp voices. I had just got off the plane and was greeted by said man with a mug of coffee when I walked in and when I grabbed the mug, it was very hot, so I flinched a little. My partner made fun, pretending to be a very camp gay waiter fussing over me and this reminded me of the flight attendant on the plane. That young man had been very nice, but I thought it would be more fun to write a story with more than one character up in the air.
Previously on the plane, I had thought about being with my partner again and I couldn’t wait to get there and drag him to bed. My vivid imagination really set me on fire, so I naturally started to think about what we could do of we were on the plane together. So this imaginary scenario coupled with my partner playing pranks got me the outline of the story of Cloud Nine.
At least the beginning. So when I had time next, I started to write the story and made my man play camp flight attendant again to get the humour captured in my story. Later, when we were apart again, I sent him the manuscript as far as I’d got and he surprised me by sending me a few paragraphs he’d added. Suffice it to say, writing narrative wasn’t his strongest suit, so I told him very carefully and kindly that I’d be happy to hear of any ideas he had, but would prefer to write it out myself, so it was kept in the same style. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings.
He blew me a kiss over the phone and told me, his ego could take a rejection and we had a good laugh. Then I left the story for a while and came back to it later, long after I was single again. I worked over the storyline once more and added a fair bit, too. What had been a short story for my personal amusement had turned into a proper book manuscript, as I was now looking at my writing through the eyes of a published author.
Instead of the female protagonist Dana merely being upgraded on the plane, so she would end up sitting beside Weston Ashville the rockstar, who definitely didn’t fly tourist class, there came an entire intro about torn clothes, a skirt too small to cover the vitals and a whole scenario on the plane ensuing from this with an old man, another flight attendant and a confused rockstar. It gave the entire story so much more humour, life and flesh. And I love to laugh. A lot. Ask my children or my friends. I had great fun working over and adding to the manuscript and when I finally held the finished piece of work in my hands, I didn’t like how it ended.
So I sat down and started again at the end. Instead of the little fight, make up and happily ever after, I decided, Dana wasn’t going to take it. She definitely had my rebellious streak. So she went out and showed Weston that she didn’t need him or need to use him for anything. And this convinced him that he had – once again – assumed the worst of her without checking the facts first. And then I had to add the pillows and another place to close the cycle. That was a nice touch and, ultimately, gave the book its name, Cloud Nine.
He groaned before he realized he wasn’t supposed to stare there and that those panties belonged to Dana whose face was about the same colour as her lace string now and she was pressing her legs together firmly.
“Oh my God, what a wakeup call,” Weston groaned and edged closer to her, extending his hand. “Let me help you up. You seem to have a thing for tripping accidents. I’m assuming you didn’t sit down there on purpose because you felt like you needed it?”
“You can wipe that grin off your face! You were the one who huddled that blanket up around me in such a manner that I couldn’t get out of it anymore and tripped over it.”
“Which you were grateful for at the time, if I may remind you. I remember your teeth were chattering and you pressed your whole body against me.”
“Not all of it! You did that!”
“You were stiff as a broomstick!”
“Well, what do you think I’d be doing? Thinking I could seduce a man who has got ten models on each finger if he only snaps them? I’ve got more dignity than that.”
She had got up by now and stood with her shoulders squared like a warrior woman, proud and strong, ready to do battle.
“You like me!”
The surprise registered on his face.
“I like your music. You are a talented artist and you have a good voice, which I am sure you know. I like listening to your music. That is all. I like listening to Tupac as well. That doesn’t mean I want to go lie in his coffin."
Reviews for Cloud Nine
I had to laugh out loud!
This is the author's first attempt at bringing in some humour. And the flight is really funny at first. Until it gets really hot. Once they land and spend some time on the ground, it gets really nasty and in the end, how the female MC makes the most of the situation, rather than feeling victimised, I love!
Now on the plane, there is a snooty flight attendant and a very camp one fawning over the rockstar who is the male MC. There is an older man with a loudly snoring wife and a wicked sense of humour and some really naughty scenes. I love how those scenes are naughty and hilarious at the same time! It really works!
I had great fun reading this and I could even understand the conflict between the two protagonists from their respective points of view and differing life experiences. It made sense and the way it is resolved is clever and yes, romantic. All the kink and action aside, the more I read of this author, the more I get two things about her. She likes warriors (the rockstar has had some martial arts training as well!) and as much as she loves action and kink, she is extremely romantic at heart. And that's not a point of critique. I actually like that.
And as I read the books in chronological order, I am following her progress in her writing development, which is nice because there is development and a willingness to take risks and try something new in order to broaden her horizons. And that's truly a good thing. As someone who used to jump out of planes a lot, I'm all for it.
Tuari Eagleswing, Reader