For Your Entertainment

By Ela Lond

This is an 8,000-words long, slow-building contemporary high-school romance.

From the first moment Mandy Hill saw Tyler Webster shooting hoops she wanted to get close to him, but for that she would have to become popular. Not an easy task for a girl with adjustment problems and a brother who liked to play weirdo. And becoming friends with the school outcast didn’t help either.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ela Lond
• Release date: Nov 28, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465988713

Ela Lond

Ela Lond writes paranormal and fantasy aimed primarily at young adults. A lover of adventure and intrigue herself, she has long enjoyed exploring supernatural beings and the worlds they inhabit along with her adventurous heroes and heroines.

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For Your Entertainment

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Ela Lond

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From the first moment Mandy Hill saw Tyler Webster shooting hoops she wanted to get close to him, but for that she would have to become popular. Not an easy task for a girl with adjustment problems and a brother who liked to play weirdo. And becoming friends with the school outcast didn’t help either.

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For Your Entertainment

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Destiny Awaits ~ excerpt

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Mandy Hill glanced over the rows of two-story houses looking for anything familiar. She found nothing. She sighed. She had been a part of this small suburb for two weeks now, but it still seemed alien to her and she got lost too quickly.

She shifted a small sketchbook with its attached pencil into her left hand then stuffed her right hand into her pocket and wrapped her fingers around her phone. This was supposed to have been a short, pleasant stroll, to get out the house and get to know the neighbourhood a little better, maybe to find something to draw, not a desperate search for a way to get back home.

Another sigh. She could phone her older brother, or her mom, but she refused to have them laugh at her. Again.

If there had at least been people around, she would have asked for directions but, on this summer evening, the streets were deserted and she was too shy to ring some stranger’s doorbell.

She heard something. What was that? It sounded like the bouncing of a ball against concrete. She followed it to the end of the street and then turned left.

Oh. Instead of rushing forward she darted behind a tree. She stared at a brown-haired boy throwing a ball into a basketball hoop attached to the wall above the garage door. Every time he jumped up and threw the ball, he looked to Mandy like he was flying. So magnificent. Her fingers itched to draw the line of his body on paper, but she doubted that she could do him justice.

Time ticked by, but she couldn’t tear herself away from the sight before her. She stood there, lurking behind the tree like some sort of weirdo, a stalker, until somebody pulled at the hem of her shirt.

She jumped, clutching the fabric of her simple cotton shirt like that would have calmed the frenzied beat of her heart. It was just a child, perhaps six years old, staring at her with her big blue eyes.

You scared me, she said to a