Heavy Souls (The Paranormals #2) - Andie M. Long

Prologue

Previously…

Erica

From:

[email protected]

Date:25 May

Subject:

EXCLUSIVE – EXCLUSIVE – EXCLUSIVE – OMG THEY GOT MARRIED!

From the ONLY OFFICIAL fan group of The Paranormals.

OMFG Subs.

They only went and did it in secret!

Noah Granger and Stacey Williams are now man and wife! Photos are being released to the press, but here's one they sent especially for the Subs along with this sweet message.

Subs,

We couldn’t wait any longer and didn't need a fancy ceremony. All we need is each other.

Now we're Mr & Mrs Granger and couldn't be happier.

We look forward to seeing you on tour soon. Don't forget to grab your tickets as from September, Stacey will be leaving The Seven to star in the West End as Velma in Chicago.

There's no time for a honeymoon, but we're okay with that. We're enjoying singing our music to you all.

Thanks for all your support. You're the best!

Noah & Stacey xo (Mr & Mrs Granger)

I have it on good authority that Donna Matthews will be taking over the lead. I have to say when I first heard a few of Seven Sisters weren't going ahead with the tour I was worried as you know, but then three of Flame-Grilled Steak joined them and now I think The Seven are amazing.

I asked Charlie from FGS how Dray was doing and apparently he met his 'one' in hospital and he's home and living happy ever after so that's good news isn't it?

Anyway, I'll leave you to celebrate the exciting news and I'll be in touch with you soon, when I'll have an exclusive interview with our lead singer. Yes, Zak Jones will be talking to me. Is this real life? Where I get up close and personal with The Paranormals?

Happy sigh.

Erica xoxo

I began to write my list of interview questions for Zak Jones, lead singer of the hottest band on the planet right now, The Paranormals. Six months ago, they'd been the joint winners of a TV talent show called Britain's Best New Band.

I'd met the guys at the live rounds of the show and well, long story that I'll get to, but I ended up running their fan club. It was an honour and also, I thought it might get me nearer to my crush—Zak.

But I'd underestimated how busy they'd get. Now I sent my questions to their PA, Vikki, and she'd send me the answers back. It was just like the show they'd won—not all it seemed. Just as reality shows set things up to look better than they were, to the Subs (what we called the subscribers), it looked like I was living my dreams, speaking to the hottest band of the moment regularly, while in reality, I was nowhere near them.

And I so wanted to be near Zak Jones. Preferably underneath him.

I sighed as I clicked onto the showbiz pages on my laptop where I looked at him with woman after woman after woman.

The last time I'd seen him had been at the final itself, with my best friend Freya, but we hadn't been able to see them properly. As soon as they'd won, they'd been steered into press conferences and security had told me I wasn't official press.

I'd made sure I had an official press badge now. Vikki had sorted that out for me.

The band had gone stellar and them and The Seven (the other joint winners) had been recording albums and touring the world.

But where lead singer Noah was now happily married and loved up with Stacey from The Seven; my own crush, Zak, was bedding as many females as he could. It should have put me off the manwhore, but instead, my crazy, soppy heart just told me it was because he'd not fallen in love with his soulmate yet, which was of course ME.

Sighing, I switched off my computer, and got ready to go have a meal out with Freya, and lots of wine.

We'd decided to have a meal at the Rock Hard Bistro where Stacey Granger used to work before she found fame. Their food was amazing and the atmosphere was great.

Freya took one look at my face as I walked inside the entrance and rolled her eyes. "Oh God. I’d ask who died, but this has been your perpetual face of late. It's a Saturday night, babe. Time to get some drinks and then I'll be your wingwoman and help get you some dick."

"Freya! That was too loud." I chuntered.

"If I don't say it loudly, how will any of the men here know you're up for riding their cock?" She replied