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Juliette Lucas
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I write about falling in love while grappling with the messy realities of life | she/her

#amquerying my contemporary summer romance novel 🌞

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Hugs hit deep with the right person. #ContemporaryRomance #Writesky #WritingCommunity #AmQuerying
November 4, 2025 at 10:19 AM
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When a guarded, heartbroken Romy temporarily moves back to the coastal hometown she swore she’d never return to, she's swept into an unexpected summer romance that helps mend her painful past and reimagine her future #WIPSnips #ContemporaryRomance #Writesky #WritingCommunity
“Big fat leech aside,” he says, “you seem happier. Than last week.” “I am,” I realise. “I didn’t think it would help, but being here, taking a break from the city, is good.” “Why didn’t you think it would help?” I consider lying, changing the subject, uncomfortable with the attention, with the burden being honest might place on him. But I’m so tired of pretending, and there’s something about his presence that turns my steel armour into silk. “Visiting Palm Heads is a reminder of how lonely I often felt growing up. It’s hard to appreciate how beautiful it is. Like wearing the opposite of rose-tinted glasses. But this time… it feels different.” “What’s changed?” he asks gently. “I’m trying to figure that out,” I say as I look up at the thick canopy of trees.
November 4, 2025 at 10:13 AM
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Oh, but he's just what her pulpy heart needs #WIPSnips #ContemporaryRomance #Writesky #WritingCommunity
“Big fat leech aside,” he says, “you seem happier. Than last week.” “I am,” I realise. “I didn’t think it would help, but being here, taking a break from the city, is good.” “Why didn’t you think it would help?” I consider lying, changing the subject, uncomfortable with the attention, with the burden being honest might place on him. But I’m so tired of pretending, and there’s something about his presence that turns my steel armour into silk. “Visiting Palm Heads is a reminder of how lonely I often felt growing up. It’s hard to appreciate how beautiful it is. Like wearing the opposite of rose-tinted glasses. But this time… it feels different.” “What’s changed?” he asks gently. “I’m trying to figure that out,” I say as I look up at the thick canopy of trees.
November 4, 2025 at 10:11 AM
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Heads up: leech and blood! It's a good thing he's prepared 😏 #WIPSnips #ContemporaryRomance #Writesky #WritingCommunity
I’m so relieved they are prepared. But then warmth trickles down my leg and I find a thick line of blood flowing all the way to my heel. A second wave of panic floods through me. Santi gasps. But Will goes through his bag again and pulls out gauze and a bandage. “I didn’t want to scare you,” he says, voice low, “but when leeches latch onto your skin, they leave this anticoagulant behind. Basically, you bleed a bit for a while.” “A bit?” I’m not at all reassured by the medical supplies in his hand, or the blood still dribbling down my leg. “It looks like more blood than it is, I promise.” Will is focused as he places the gauze on the leech bite and begins wrapping the material bandage around my calf to hold it in place. He is gentle while also pulling the bandage firm to stay put, and the repetitive, soft tugging sends searing jolts of heat down my body. I look at his thick, long eyelashes and the pout of his full lips.
October 28, 2025 at 8:14 AM
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Gah, leeches! It's a good thing he's prepared 🙂‍↕️ #WIPSnips #ContemporaryRomance #Booksky #Writesky #WritingCommunity
I’m so relieved they are prepared. But then warmth trickles down my leg and I find a thick line of blood flowing all the way to my heel. A second wave of panic floods through me. Santi gasps. But Will goes through his bag again and pulls out gauze and a bandage. “I didn’t want to scare you,” he says, voice low, “but when leeches latch onto your skin, they leave this anticoagulant behind. Basically, you bleed a bit for a while.” “A bit?” I’m not at all reassured by the medical supplies in his hand, or the blood still dribbling down my leg. “It looks like more blood than it is, I promise.” Will is focused as he places the gauze on the leech bite and begins wrapping the material bandage around my calf to hold it in place. He is gentle while also pulling the bandage firm to stay put, and the repetitive, soft tugging sends searing jolts of heat down my body. I look at his thick, long eyelashes and the pout of his full lips.
October 28, 2025 at 7:17 AM
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The only 'charge' in my summer romance 🤭 This beach camping trip was my favourite to write
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We couldn’t have picked a better day to come here. As we drive along the beach on the hard sand, I admire the glittering ocean. The waves are glassy and bright turquoise, the golden sun dancing on the lip of each wave as they slowly break. The sky is completely cloudless and that ultra blue that is unique to the coast, as if the ocean and sky are competing. We slow once we get to ‘the spot’ at a flat area of beach up near the dunes. Alex and Jayde are already there unpacking the car. “How was the drive?” Jayde asks us, shielding her face from the sun with one hand. I go to reply with a simple, “Good,” but Santi beats me to it. “Sexually charged!” she shouts. A blush creeps up my neck. I’m waiting for fanfare or intense ribbing. But Jayde and Alex just roll their eyes and return to unpacking. Okay, so it’s not news. In Will style, he stretches his arms above his head as casually as if we were talking about the weather, then whirls to face the waves.
October 22, 2025 at 11:17 AM
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The only 'charge' in my summer romance ❤️‍🔥🤭 This beach camping trip was my favourite to write
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We couldn’t have picked a better day to come here. As we drive along the beach on the hard sand, I admire the glittering ocean. The waves are glassy and bright turquoise, the golden sun dancing on the lip of each wave as they slowly break. The sky is completely cloudless and that ultra blue that is unique to the coast, as if the ocean and sky are competing. We slow once we get to ‘the spot’ at a flat area of beach up near the dunes. Alex and Jayde are already there unpacking the car. “How was the drive?” Jayde asks us, shielding her face from the sun with one hand. I go to reply with a simple, “Good,” but Santi beats me to it. “Sexually charged!” she shouts. A blush creeps up my neck. I’m waiting for fanfare or intense ribbing. But Jayde and Alex just roll their eyes and return to unpacking. Okay, so it’s not news. In Will style, he stretches his arms above his head as casually as if we were talking about the weather, then whirls to face the waves.
October 22, 2025 at 11:14 AM
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For the writers who listen to music while writing, what song or album is soundtracking your WIP? It can't just be me playing the same songs over and over again. Mine atm is Mallrat's album Light hit my face like a straight right #WritersofBluesky #WIP #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
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October 22, 2025 at 11:07 AM
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Who doesn't love a tension-filled darkroom scene.

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For as long as we’ve lived in this house, this small laundry room downstairs has been The Darkroom. The unspoken declaration being that laundry will never be as important as making art for yourself. An act of feminism I only realised and appreciated with age. I explain each step to Will as I go—open film canister, feed film onto the reel, put the reel in the tank—and soon he’s pouring the developer chemical into the tank. In the red-tinted darkness, his brown hair, brows and eyes are pitch black, the contrast turning him from a half-Greek man to a full Greek statue. The space is small, and we’re squeezed side by side like kids dealing secrets. “Like this?” he asks. I look back at his hands. God, those hands. Broad, strong, yet somehow elegant. “Perfect. Now you want to agitate it—swish the tank back and forth—for thirty seconds.” After he pours out the solution, he adds water. “This is amazing. I feel like a chemist.” I grin, happy to be able to share this moment with him.
October 22, 2025 at 9:25 AM
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Meet my characters (and me!)
Romy is a journalist, heartbroken mess and terrific escaper of childhood ghosts. Stuck in her sleepy coastal hometown, all she wants is to find a job and resume life back in the city. But the past has other ideas, starting with her high school crush #Romance #AmQuerying
Title: Meet my characters (and me) Romy, 26 years old [image of woman on couch] - Guarded and heartbroken - Back in her hometown to regroup and plan her escape back to the city Will, 26 years old [image of man at waterfall] - Local surfer and builder - Romy’s high school crush and everything her pulpy heart needs About me, Juliette [image of author] I live in a sunny coastal town in Australia. I write about women falling in love while grappling with the messy realities of life.
October 21, 2025 at 2:11 AM