Missing Pieces by Nicola Haken

Missing Pieces


*Please note this is an updated version of a story previously published under the title ‘Inevitable’*

Seventeen-year-old Maddie Davis has spent her whole life on the move. With an unstable mother who has a knack for making bad decisions, she’s never stayed in one place long enough to remember its postcode. But this time is different… This time, she has been dragged half way across the world. Arriving in California and being forced to go back to school feels like stepping back in time. She wants to go home…

Until she meets Blaine Elwood – the stepson of an old family friend.

Blaine appears to have it all. To the outside world, quarterback Blaine is rich, confident and has the ‘arrogant bad boy’ image down to a tee. But nobody knows what goes on behind closed doors. Nobody ever can. He has vowed never to let anyone get too close – let anyone discover how weak he is. So when new girl Maddie starts tugging at strings he didn’t know existed in his heart, his only option is to push her away…

Until he realizes how much he needs her.

Together, after being forced into adulthood from an early age, they begin to learn what it feels like to be young – to smile, to laugh… to love. So when shattered secrets and splintered lies start unraveling around them, will the trust they’ve worked so hard to build be irreparably destroyed? Or will they realize they are two pieces of the same broken puzzle?

(Not suitable for under 18’s due to scenes of abuse, sexual content and adult language)

Meet the Author:

Nicola Haken

Nicola lives in Rochdale, England with her husband and four children (six if you include the dogs!) She is the author of New Adult/Contemporary romance novels Inevitable, Saving Amy and the Take My Hand series. When she is not busy playing with her imaginary book friends (or talking about them with real life friends!) she can usually be found carrying out her ordinary mum/housewife/all round slave duties. Oh, and if the kids ever ask, she moonlights as the Pink Power Ranger while they’re sleeping…

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Goodreads book: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20345398-missing-pieces

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Excerpt: #1 My Daily Romance, Ramblings of a Book Lunatic; Book Freak

He handed me three textbooks and pointed to a double table at the back of the room. My heart sank when I noticed a girl already sitting at it and started to pray that she was a ‘keeps herself to herself’ type.

I should’ve know better than to pray for the impossible…

“You know Blaine Elwood?” she asked incredulously as I slid in beside her. I couldn’t help but be taken aback by her blatant disregard for the word hello.

“His step-mum and my mum are old friends,” I replied nonchalantly.

“Oh my god, you’re British!”

I know.

“Do you know Robert Pattinson?” she asked enthusiastically.

Is this chick for real?

“Sure, he came round for tea with the queen last week.” Her bright green eyes widened in astonishment.

“She’s fucking with you,” the most deliciously deep, smooth voice in the world interrupted. He laughed and I swear I could hear several people around us literally piss their pants.

“Blaine! What are you doing here?” the shamefully dumb blonde next to me asked, her face falling like she’d had a stroke as she gawped up at Blaine. Honest to god, a shallow pool of drool formed on the curve of her lips threatening to spill over at any given moment. I hadn’t noticed him creep up beside me and my heart began to thud so loudly I was almost certain he would be able to hear it.

“This paper was due in yesterday. I just found it in my locker and thought I’d drop it in. Better late than never.”

“Are you going to Wayne’s party a week on Saturday?” she asked eagerly and my eyes blinked rapidly as my brain struggled to catch up with the fact this wasn’t déjà vu – this was life actually repeating itself.

“Probably.” He gave the same answer in the same uninterested tone as he did the last girl who fluttered her eyelashes at him.

“Me too.” She grinned like a desperate idiot, twisting a rogue tendril of her hair (which had been bleached to the point of being almost white) around her small finger. At that moment in time I was feeling fairly confident I would not be coming back tomorrow.

“I’ve gotta get going. I’ll wait outside for you, Maddie.” I nodded a little too eagerly and realised I had just turned into the puppy-eyed blonde to my left.

“O.M.G are you two like a thing?”

“No!” Wow, I wasn’t expecting that to sting so badly. What the hell was wrong with me? “We’re new to the area and like I said my mum knows his family. He’s just being friendly.”

“Blaine Elwood doesn’t do friendly. Blaine Elwood does screwing and fighting and not much else. I’m telling you he’s crushing on you, girl.” I allowed myself to consider her words for a second, and then immediately wanted to slap myself for being so stupid.

“That’s ridiculous. He’s just showing me around, that’s all.” Blondie surrendered her palms.

“Whatever you say. I’m Lori. Lori Hanson.” Lori offered her tiny manicured hand to shake and flashed me a genuinely warm smile. It was like she was actually happy to be sat with me. I shook her hand gratefully, pathetically desperate for her to like me.

“Maddie Davis.”

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“Maddie? Where are you? Are you hurt or something?” he asked in a fluster before I even had chance to say hello. How was I supposed to be mad with something that could produce a voice as utterly delicious as that?

“I’m fine. Kind of. Look, Blaine, I really do need your help but I have some rules for how this is going to go, okay?”

“What the hell, Maddie?” He was getting frustrated with me and I was glad because it made it easier to be pissed off with him again.

“Are you at home?” I asked, praying to whoever was listening up there in the sky that nobody else was going to come running to my aid out of those open doors. I wouldn’t need to jump – I would die of embarrassment right there on the wall.


“Are you alone?”

“Yes! Maddie, what the hell’s going on?”

“Right the rules… first, you laugh at me you die. Second, you tell anyone about this you die. Third, look out of your dining room window.”

My cheeks set alight when I caught sight of Blaine’s silhouette emerging in the dining room. He stepped out of the double doors onto the patio with his phone still pressed against his ear.

“Remember the rules,” I said into my phone. Blaine literally doubled over as if he was in pain. If it wasn’t for the fact I could hear his roaring laughter down the phone I’d have thought he was dying – which he soon would be. He cut the call and slid his phone into the back of his tight fitting jeans as he raced around the edges of the pool to rescue me.

“You’re a bastard!” I yelled. Again, the condescending twat just laughed at me.

“I’ve come to help you and yet I’m a bastard?” He was barely decipherable through his howling. “What the hell are you even doing up there? Are you stuck?” He couldn’t have been any more amused if he tried.

I hated him.

“No, I’m waiting for fucking summer. Of course I’m stuck! And I wouldn’t even be here if you’d have answered your goddamn buzzer. This is all your fault!”

“In my defence, usually if I don’t answer people just go away. You know, go back home or something? I can honestly say you’re the first person I’ve caught trying to break and enter.”

“Stop being an arsehole and get me down!”

“Tell me I’m your hero.” So now he wanted to play? I’ll never understand this gorgeous prick that stood below me.

“What! No fucking way!”

“Say it or I’m not helping.” Blaine winked at me. He was enjoying this even more than I thought he would.


“Blaine, please. Just help me down.” I tried the nicey-nicey approach.

“I will. When you tell me I’m your hero.” Christ, it’s not natural for one person to be able to infuriate you so much. My blood was simmering so furiously I felt like I was being cooked from the inside out.

“Argh!” I screamed and kicked my legs against the wall like a child having a full on tantrum. “You are such a fucking idiot, Blaine Elwood!”

“Maybe so. But I’m also your hero, right?”

“Fine. You’re my dumb-arse fucking hero. Now get me the hell down off this wall!”

“Hmm, you could have worded it a little better… but I guess it’ll do. Wait there.”

“Yeah, that’s pretty much what I had planned anyway.”


Blaine disappeared towards the outbuilding (which could actually be classed as a house it was so big) at the back of the garden and returned a minute or so later with a set of stepladders. He unfolded them and set them up against the wall. They didn’t reach the top but the platform was easily high enough to drop onto without risking death or serious injury.

I hitched my legs up and rolled onto my knees, balancing myself on the ledge as I prepared to lower myself down. But then unexpectedly, I felt a set of strong arms snake around my waist and I almost shit out my heart.

“I can get down myself!” I barked ungratefully.

“I think we’ve established that you can’t. That’s why I’m here remember?”

Dear God, he is so beautifully irritating.



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The story is about unconditional love that is full of humor and angst. The chemistry between the characters could be felt instantly. The story is heartbreaking and filled with so much life that is feels real. It isn’t for the sensitive reader because you become apart of the story and the feelings of the characters. This is a powerful read and I would recommend it to anymore with strength.

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