Scribbled in the Stars

If Wallace is the name that's written in the stars, why is Stephanie falling for a man called Ben?


Lovely but dyslexic Stephanie Mortlake is blessed—or is that cursed?—with a clairvoyant aunt. Recently released from hospital, Tilda announces she received an important message for her niece. On the 5th February Stephanie, who's pretty much given up hope of seeing her 50th wedding anniversary, is going to meet her Mr. Right. Not only that, but Tilda knows the name: Wallace. And to help matters along, she'll host a modest get-together. Seven guys with that name will be invited. The incentive? To have the chance to court oil heiress Stephanie.


Ex-playboy Benjamin Wright plans to be a professor. After a disastrous and well-publicized romance with a diva, he longs to repair his relationship with his difficult and domineering Dad. To do this it’s vital he keep a low profile.


While studying for his master's degree, he's helping out in sister's new business by  delivering flowers. Last on his list is a big bouquet for a chick named Stephanie, complete with an apology from a guy called Wallace who can't make the party, which looks like it's going to be the biggest, honkingest bash of the year. When Ben rings the front door bell, a sassy looking chick grabs ahold of him and pulls him inside. He has to save her, she insists, or her crazy aunt will have her engaged to one of these weird men, and then the legal fees will start piling up.


Startled and intrigued, Ben stifles the little voice that's screaming 'not a good idea' and agrees. Besides, he's dying for a beer and something to eat wouldn't go down badly either. Soon he's smitten with Stephanie, carving out time from his over-busy schedule to be with her, but horrified by the reappearance of his nemesis, a paparazzo. Madly attracted to Ben, Stephanie dates him, deceiving Tilda with the pretence that he's called Wally... until the proverbial hits the fan...