LAST CALL
The first door into STRICTLY PRIVATE.
Three months ago, Blair Mercer slept with a stranger in Melbourne.
No names. No future. No reason to see him again.
Now she’s running the opening weekend at Mercer House Sydney.
And the stranger has just walked onto her stage.
His name is Nico Saint.
He’s the headliner.
Which makes sleeping with him again a spectacularly bad professional decision.
Naturally, that clears everything up.
Everyone knows the public version. She gets the private one.
STRICTLY PRIVATE follows ambitious women who cross professional lines into the private lives of men the rest of the world only knows from the outside.
The musician after the stage lights go down.
The billionaire when the interview stops.
The football captain when the cameras leave.
Different couples. Complete stories. Familiar rooms, faces and histories beginning to accumulate around them.
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A rising musician. The woman running his opening weekend. One anonymous night they were absolutely not supposed to repeat.
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A billionaire. A journalist. Professional access getting increasingly difficult to describe as professional.
The rest can wait until there is something worth telling you.
People have a habit of leaving history behind.
A hotel bar from one story turns up in another.
A photographer crosses the room before you know she’ll matter later.
Somebody mentions a song you’ve heard before.
A rumour survives longer than the relationship that caused it.
Every book stands alone.The more you read, the more familiar the world gets.
Tuan Luu
Musician. Publisher. Creator of GlowOps.
T.L. Ellery is Tuan’s romance byline.
Outside the books, he makes music and runs GlowOps — a media world for women, desire and culture.
The same fascinations have a habit of turning up everywhere.
Ambition. Attraction. Music. Cities after dark. People with lives already in motion.
Sometimes the work overlaps.
A song might sit beside a book.
A real place might spark a fictional one.
An idea that starts in music might end up in a story.
Other times, they have nothing to do with each other.
That’s fine too.
The worlds came first. Romance came later.
T.L. Ellery was not the childhood plan.
The childhood obsession was worlds.
Tuan was the kid who disappeared into the same ones repeatedly.
- Harry Potter.
- Deltora Quest.
- A Series of Unfortunate Events.
Not because he had forgotten what happened.
He knew what happened.
He went back because the world still felt alive after the book closed.
The characters seemed to keep moving when nobody was watching. The places were still there. You could leave, come back, and somehow everything had carried on without you.
Around 2008 or 2009, on the way home from a Gold Coast trip, he bought Twilight at Harbour Town and read it on the flight back to Adelaide.
That one ran on a different kind of engine.
Wanting.
The story moved because two people wanted something from each other badly enough to make sensible behaviour increasingly unlikely.
That stayed with him too.
Then music took over.
Cities. Flights. Late nights. Creative work. Ambition. Women with lives of their own. Desire. All the ordinary mess of being alive.
For a long time, those things had different addresses.
Music was music.
Stories were stories.
GlowOps brought the real world closer.
And eventually, the borders started disappearing.
Romance was not some buried destiny finally revealing itself.
It was simply another form that made sense once the pieces started talking to each other.
The instinct to build a world people wanted to stay inside.
T.L. Ellery is what happened when the stories joined the rest of the life.
What sounds good tonight?
Different problems. Same general failure to behave.
A rising musician. The woman running his opening weekend. One anonymous night they were absolutely not supposed to repeat.
- Forbidden
- Workplace
- Rockstar
- One-night mistake
A billionaire. A journalist. Professional access getting increasingly difficult to describe as professional.
- Billionaire
- Age gap
- Journalist × subject
- Forbidden
A musician. A photographer. One storm-locked night and eight years of wanting each other.
- Forced proximity
- Friends to lovers
- Longing
- Celebrity
You don’t need to understand the universe.
You don’t need a reading chart taped to your wall.
You certainly don’t need to know what Tuan was reading on a flight back to Adelaide fifteen years ago. 😂
Start with LAST CALL.
Complete. Explicit. Free.