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Book - Trick or Treated?

The Bunny Trap

Leon Aspall slouched on the sofa, phone in hand, scrolling through his latest video analytics with a scowl.

“Unbelievable,” he muttered. “Her views are through the roof again. Have you seen this, Yvonne?”

Across from him, Yvonne — his long-suffering assistant-slash-editor-slash-unofficial therapist — was perched on the arm of the chair, sipping a latte. She’d been working for both him and his sister Carly for almost two years now and had long accepted that her life r...

Hostile Makeover

Emma Lockwood paused at the revolving doors, clutching her coffee. The air outside was sharp, carrying the faint scent of wet leaves and pumpkin spice from the cafe nearby. Through the glass, she could see the lobby already lively with movement—two interns were joking around near reception, one wrapped in toilet paper like a mummy while the other, dressed as a vampire, tried to sink his teeth into him to the amusement of their co-workers.

Emma took a breath and stepped inside. She kne...

Update

I imagine a lot of you love Halloween as much as I do — picturing the costumes you could wear and the adventures you could have in them.

So this year, I wanted to create a Halloween book. But as always, with my limited time, I’ve probably bitten off more than I can chew. That said, I’ve put a lot of work into the images, so I’m still hoping to get it out in time.

Rather than one big story, the book will feature three separate tales. I’m hoping to share the first one with...

Becoming Fifi - 29

April 21st
Dear Journal,

I’m actually writing this in the morning for once—nursing a brutal hangover and grateful that Annisa’s given me a day off to recover. Yesterday was a blur of clattering heels, laughter, and that constant feeling of being an imposter. It was Fatri’s bachelorette party, and with it came a chain of events that left me completely out of my depth. It’s one thing to get through a normal day as Fifi, but quite another to spend it surroun...

What are the odds? 134 - 143

Ooops – looks like Jamie’s going to be Jasmine a little longer than he planned!

The next part of "What are the Odds?" will be with you soon.

Double or Quits 01 - 13

Becoming Fifi - 28

April 18th
Dear Journal,

The last few days have been a blur. From the crack of dawn until late at night, it feels like my life has been nothing but errands and obligations. It’s physically and mentally draining, especially in high heels that now feel like a permanent extension of my body. I often catch myself longing for the days when I could throw on a pair of trainers and not have every step feel like a circus act on stilts.

And then, on top of everything e...

What are the odds? 124 - 133

Sounds like a solid plan. What could go wrong? Hehe

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Hi everyone — I hope you’re enjoying the story so far! Just a quick heads-up: there’ll be a short delay before the next part because I’m off on holiday next week. Hopefully it’ll be worth the wait : )

What are the odds? Next part coming soon.

Becoming Fifi - 27

April 15th
So, Journal, Annisa’s been at it again—playing matchmaker.

The day started early, with the two of us setting up a wedding venue inside one of Jakarta’s swankiest hotels. The ballroom glittered under massive crystal chandeliers, their light scattering across the marble like something out of a movie. It was easy to get caught up in the grandeur, but the to-do list kept me firmly on task: tables needed aligning to Annisa’s impossibly high standards, f...

What are the odds? 114 - 123

Jamie probably should have kept his coments to himself.

What are the odds? - Preview

Get ready… the next part is coming in just a few days

Becoming Fifi - 26

April 14th,

Dear Journal,

What’s new? Well, let’s begin with my more pliable feet. It would seem that after hours of massaging them, my wish has been granted, albeit with a twist. I can now coax my feet into shoes with heels a tad bit lower - we're still talking over five inches here – so still in the territory of what most women would consider stilts. Ah, the irony of my life; While I can slip into these "lower" heels, a few minutes of actually attempting to move in them ...

What are the odds? 104 - 113

Who thinks he'll win?

What Are the Odds - Update

Hey everyone! This isn’t the post I was hoping to share today – I know you’re all excited to see what Jamie gets up to on her night out in Rome. But after a ridiculously busy couple of weeks, I just couldn’t get it finished in time for the weekend.

The good news is things have finally calmed down, and I’ve now got plenty of time to work over the next few weeks. The next part should be out Mon/Tue, but for now, here’s a little sneak peek at Jamie’s sexy outfit as he bar hop...

What are the odds? 94 - 103

Don’t worry, Jamie. You’ll learn to love it eventually… perhaps. :)

Becoming Fifi - 25

April 12th

Dear Journal,

Things are getting stranger by the day, and it’s mainly down to Fatri. What began as casual, polite exchanges amidst wedding preparations has gradually turned into something unexpected. For whatever reason, she’s taken a real liking to me—or rather, to Fifi—and honestly, it’s unsettling how I'm acting while around her.

At first, she kept approaching me for opinions on things like tablecloth colours and flower arrangements, and somehow my ...

What are the odds? 83 - 93

So what do you think of Jamie's Makeover. Did Jodie do a good job?

Becoming Fifi - 24

April 10th

Dear Journal,

Four more days have passed with Fifi Genevieve LeRue steering the ship. The humdrum of the boutique has continued, and the constant click of high heels has become the ever-present soundtrack to my life. My feet are still stiff and uncooperative, but I’ve done my best to smile through the drudgery. So far, it seems to be working - Annisa has stopped hovering over me like she did in the days following the foot incident.

Each day th...

What are the odds? 73 - 82

I imagine Jamie’s regretting pissing off Kayleigh right about now.

Becoming Fifi - 23

April 6th

Dear Journal,

Another few days have crawled by. Each day, I slip into yet another cute dress or short skirt, squeeze my unyielding feet into a pair of towering heels, and force a smile as fake as the wig glued to my head. Annisa, ever eager to atone for her mistake, continues trying to make amends, but her efforts only make things worse. Every kind gesture, every thoughtful surprise, just pushes me further into an identity I’m desperately trying to r...

What are the odds? 63 - 72

When you find yourself in a hole, keep digging : )

Becoming Fifi - 22

April 3rd

Dear Journal,

Another week has flown by in this circus show I now call my life. Every morning, I secretly hope to wake up from this drawn-out nightmare - but with each dawn comes the same cruel truth. April Fool’s Day came and went without a punchline - just the ongoing reality of what my life has become. No reset. No escape. Just another tiring shift at Annisa’s wedding boutique, tottering around as Fifi - the prissy, high-heeled fashionista I'm trapped pretending...

What are the odds? 53 - 62

I wonder if he'll make it?

Becoming Fifi - 21

March 29th

Hello again, old friend,

Sorry for my absence. I couldn’t face writing these past few days. It’s been three days of quiet misery, holed up in my room, trying to come to terms with a future spent atop heels so tall, that even a catwalk model might refuse to wear them. My thoughts kept looping in circles, and every time I looked down at my feet - unnaturally arched and pointing stiffly toward the wall - I felt like I might scream.

Annisa, thankfully, left me a...

What are the odds? 42 - 51

Wow! It’s been a busy few weeks, and it doesn’t look like things are going to ease up any time soon - with family and work problems coming at me from all sides. I’ve also got a 10-day vacation scheduled next month, so the next few posts might be a little slower than usual.

Hope everyone’s enjoying Jamie’s journey to womanhood - it’s only going to get wilder from here! :)

Becoming Fifi - 20

March 26th

Dear Journal,

This morning, I visited a medical centre to see a so-called specialist - someone Annisa had apparently pulled some strings to get an appointment with on such short notice. I arrived in a white maxi dress that floated delicately around my ankles, making my stiff, shuffling movements feel even more ridiculous. I was running on no sleep, barely functioning, and completely lost in thought - but still clinging to the faint hope that there might be a way to fix ...

Book - Veil of Protection