Cameron Wants To Be A Hero (Lov - Anyta Sunday

Cameron Wants To Be A Hero

Love, Austen #2

Anyta Sunday

Contents

Newsletter

Cameron Wants To Be A Hero

Cast

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Bennet, Pride Before The Fall - Chapter 1

Notes

About the author

About the illustrator

Other books by Anyta Sunday

First published in 2021 by Anyta Sunday

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All the characters in this book are fictional and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

The author has taken creative licenses to retell Jane Austen’s Emma as a gay contemporary romance.

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This book contains explicit sexual content.

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Cameron Wants To Be A Hero

Lake: Did you get his number this time?

Cameron: Yes. But I’m not sure I should use it so soon.

Lake: What’s soon? Didn’t you last see him yesterday?

Cameron: I thought you’re meant to wait three days? Otherwise it looks desperate.

Lake: You are desperate.

Cameron: Thanks.

Lake: From everything you’ve told me, sounds like this could be something.

Cameron: You think?

Lake: Message him. Keep it sexy.

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When it comes to romance books, Cameron Morland can always read between the lines. When it comes to real romance, he may need a dictionary.

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Or Jane.

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It’s Northanger Abbey, complete with a neo-gothic mansion and charming misunderstandings. But contemporary. And gay.

Cast

Cameron Morland: Hero. Lively imagination, reads ferociously, anything remotely gothic scares the bejesus out of him.

Henry Tilney: Gate-crashing, snooping English teacher who loves to tease.

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Lake: Neighbor and friend who regretfully offended Cameron in the past. Loves Happy Socks.

Knightly: Morally scrupulous neighbor and partner of Lake.

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Brandon Morland: Cameron’s loving big brother and business partner. Likes greeting Cameron with an L. Frank Baum quote.

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Isabella & John: Siblings. Temporarily residing next door. Very demanding of Cameron’s time.

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Georgie and Fred Tilney: Henry’s sister and brother. The former he’s close with, the latter he’s not.

Darcy Tilney: Henry’s father. Strongly opinionated. Despite his flaws, he loves his children dearly.

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Alicia: Henry’s ex-girlfriend and now close friend.

Ms. Collins: A sensible woman who manages the costume department at Ask Austen Film Studios.

“You’re claiming credit for your brother’s hard work?”

Stars glittered brightly despite the blazing moonlight, and Cameron Morland shivered, huddling deeper in his jacket.

Small, insignificant. An ant amongst stars.

His grip doubled on his phone.

“Executive producer?” Dad continued, his voice tinny with laughter. “You’re more of a glorified secretary.”

“Well, I—”

“Keep doing whatever Brandon tells you to, and you’ll be fine, Mr. Executive Producer,” his dad huffed.

“So that’s a no to attending the launch of Ask Austen Studios?”

“I’ll send Brandon my apologies.”

An unreasonable sting gripped his throat. Dad had a point. Cameron’s duties merely involved following his older brother’s instructions; the puffed-up title was tremendously generous.

“Another thing,” Dad said. “I’m relocating back to Port Rātapu four weeks from Sunday. I expect you to have moved out and tanked the car.”

“Sorry?”

Dad repeated himself. “Twenty-five is too old to live at home. And you wonder why you’ve never had a relationship.”

Funeral lilies swayed against the picket fence and blurred. He blinked toward the sky and chuckled.

It was more than he’d realized his dad knew about him. “I’ll find somewhere—”

Dad hung up.

Fine. He was used to brevity. Not so much used to being ridiculed for his single status.

Cameron rested his chin on his knees.

What star would fall for an ant?

He was being too harsh on himself. He had good acquaintances, a caring brother, and book worlds he immersed himself in daily. He didn’t need someone falling for him.

Besides, who cared if he was a Mary and not a Lizzy Bennet? Mary had fantastic literary recall, and—

God. She couldn’t even land Mr. Collins!

He thumped his head on his knees and groaned.

Cameron wished he could hunker down in a fort made out