At the Kodak Theatre in Hollywood, the Eighty-Fifth Academy Awards…
‘I’m not asking you, Sabrina, I’m telling you. You have…
‘Oh my God, Vio! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop. Oh…
‘I hate you! I fucking HATE YOU, you selfish bastard,…
As Dr Michel Henri lifted the child out of its crib…
Striding past the waiting paparazzi, ignoring the catcalls and boos…
‘Hey, Mum, guess what?’ It was the third time Abel…
Dorian Rasmirez’s production company, Dracula Pictures, had offices on the…
Tish Crewe gasped for breath as the cold water from…
‘I’m not asking for directions again, OK? I am not…
Sabrina Leon adjusted her new Prada aviators and arranged her…
Harry Greene lay back against his purple velvet pillows and…
Sabrina awoke gripped with fear. A familiar fear: her bedroom…
Chrissie Rasmirez stretched out her lithe legs on the sun-lounger…
Two days after Chrissie Rasmirez’s arrival on the Wuthering Heights…
For the next three days, until Chrissie left for Romania,…
For the next ten days, Sabrina and Jago were inseparable.
‘Viorel, over here!’
Chrissie Rasmirez arched her back and thrust her hips forward,…
Saskia Rasmirez rearranged the plastic Little Mermaid tea set on…
Tish stood in the hallway at Loxley, not sure whether…
The final weeks of shooting at Dorian Rasmirez’s Romanian Schloss…
‘No.’ Chrissie Rasmirez’s angular face hardened, her lips drew tighter…
Dorian Rasmirez gazed sadly out of the restaurant window and…
‘We had a deal, Mike. You shook my hand, in…
‘Give me twenty more bicycle crunches. Go!’
Sabrina sat down at the corner table at Mastro’s, aware…
St John’s Hospital on Santa Monica and Twentieth was comprised of…
Tish knelt down and held out her arms as the…
For three hundred and sixty four days a year, the…
Three thousand people gasped as one.
All over Los Angeles, people were throwing lavish, glitzy parties…
Viorel stared out of the grimy taxi window at the…