Error: Please Try Again

by Celeste Hall

Marriage? Yeah, Cyn tried that. Epic Fail!


Please Try Again follows the misadventures of a recently divorced woman after her best friend signs her up for an online dating site. Blind dates are notoriously awkward things, but they’re a lot more complicated when you’re having erotic dreams about the cranky downstairs neighbor, and he keeps popping up at the most embarrassing moments.


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He had at least a two-day growth of beard darkening his face, which made him look even wilder, and surprisingly more attractive to her.
Very few men among the peer group that Charles kept would be caught dead with so much as a six o'clock shadow, leaving Cyn unaccustomed to this level of raw masculinity.
Easily a full head and shoulders taller than her, he had broad shoulders and a chiseled chest that molded perfectly down into a narrow waist and muscular legs. Thick biceps and large rough looking hands declared him to be blue collar, a manual laborer, and someone her mother would never have approved of.
Staring at those hands she felt a delicious shiver at the thought of him touching her, of those roughened fingertips stroking across the exposed skin at her waist, or tracing the thin edge of her blouse from her collarbone down to where it met between the soft mounds of her breasts.
Instantly her nipples hardened and she choked back a half strangled whimper.
Horrified by her inadvertent reaction to the purely male form before her, she wrenched her eyes back up to meet his hostile gaze and watched as dark lashes dropped to shadow his pupils. There was still pure fire burning in those eyes, but his expression was now something between a mix of rage, surprise and horror.

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First published April 11, 2012

About the author

The oldest of nine children, I was tutored at home during childhood, first by my mother and then a German woman with a passion for science and history.

I could never find enough books to keep my mind busy, even with the vast library that my father kept. I wrote my first short stories around the age of nine, and was completing full length manuscripts by the age of twelve.

I left home around fourteen or fifteen, staying with family and friends among the western States. As the years passed I continued to read everything I could lay hands on.

In adulthood I began building towards a career in criminal justice, particularly criminal psychology. I received various certifications, awards and schooling in the field before discovering parapsychology and finding myself drawn into the mystery of the mind.

A received a PhD in Parapsychology but continued working towards a future in criminal justice until a car accident in 2005 left me with a traumatic brain injury and learning how to walk again in a swimming pool.

After two years of physical therapy I knew that my body was no longer capable of supporting the rigors of the career I'd chosen. Then, when my mother discovered some of my old manuscripts in her basement, I decided to try writing once more.

I've released a couple of romance novels I wrote as a youth, but have also published some more recently completed erotica.

I have a large harddrive full of unpublished stories and novels, some from childhood and some from more recent. I hope to eventually offer them on my website (if nowhere else) to let others enjoy watching a daydreaming little girl mature into adulthood - through her writing.