#CoverReveal ~ Anything You Do Say by Gillian McAllister @GillianMAuthor #AnythingYouDoSay

I have a stunning cover reveal for you this morning  #AnythingYouDoSay this looks fabulous! 🙂 x

**Preorder the new edge-of-your-seat psychological suspense new novel from Gillian McAllister now**

Gone Girl meets Sliding Doors in this edge-of-your-seat thriller

Joanna is an avoider. So far she has spent her adult life hiding bank statements and changing career aspirations weekly.

But then one night Joanna hears footsteps on the way home. Is she being followed? She is sure it’s him; the man from the bar who wouldn’t leave her alone. Hearing the steps speed up Joanna turns and pushes with all of her might, sending her pursuer tumbling down the steps and lying motionless on the floor.

Now Joanna has to do the thing she hates most – make a decision. Fight or flight? Truth or lie? Right or wrong?

Amazon UK Pre-Order Here  

E-Book ~ 30th November 2017

Paperback ~ January 25th  2018

About the Author

Gillian McAllister lives in Birmingham with her boyfriend and her cat. She enjoys reading books in bed while it rains outside and that moment where you think ‘what if…’ and a novel idea is born.




#CoverReveal ~ No Accident by Robert Crouch @robertcrouchuk @CarolineBookBit

Thrilled to be participating in another cover reveal this evening .. No Accident .. I will be reviewing this later in the month as part of the blog tour 🙂 x

Nothing happens by accident, according to Kent Fisher, an environmental health officer with more
baggage than an airport carousel. When he ignores a restraining order to investigate the death of
Syd Collins in a work accident at Tombstone Adventure Park, he clashes with the owner, playboy
millionaire, Miles Birchill, who has his own reasons to block the investigation.
Determined to uncover the truth, Kent casts aside procedure and defies suspension when he
becomes convinced that Collins’ death is no accident.
But as Kent rushes to identify the killer and prevent more deaths, he faces even more unpleasant
surprises when his professional and private worlds collide with devastating consequences.
Set in and around the beautiful South Downs of East Sussex, No Accident is the first novel in a new
series that brings a fresh and irreverent twist to the traditional whodunit.

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About the Author

Inspired by Miss Marple, Inspector Morse and Columbo, Robert Crouch wanted to write entertaining
crime fiction the whole family could enjoy.
At their heart is Kent Fisher, an environmental health officer with more baggage than an airport
carousel. Passionate about the environment, justice and fair play, he’s soon embroiled in murder.
Drawing on his experiences as an environmental health officer, Robert has created a new kind of
detective who brings a unique and fresh twist to the traditional murder mystery. With complex
plots, topical issues and a liberal dash of irreverent humour, the Kent Fisher mysteries offer an
alternative to the standard police procedural.
Robert now writes full time and lives on the South Coast of England with his wife and their West
Highland White Terrier, Harvey, who appears in the novels as Kent’s sidekick, Columbo.


#CoverReveal ~ Broken Bones by Angela Marsons @WriteAngie @bookouture

I have another awesome cover reveal today .. this time for the fabulous Angela Marsons and Bookouture. And as a special treat I have the prologue available to read below 🙂 x

They thought they were safe. They were wrong.
The murder of a young prostitute and a baby found abandoned on the same winter night signals the start of a disturbing investigation for Detective Kim Stone – one which brings her face to face with someone from her own horrific childhood.

As three more sex workers are murdered in quick succession, each death more violent than the last, Kim and her team realise that the initial killing was no one-off frenzied attack, but a twisted serial killer preying on the vulnerable.

At the same time, the search begins for the desperate woman who left her newborn baby at the station – but what looks like a tragic
abandonment turns even more sinister when a case of modern slavery is uncovered.

The two investigations bring the team into a terrifying world of human exploitation and cruelty – and a showdown that puts Kim’s life at risk as shocking secrets from her own past come to light.
A gripping new crime thriller from the Number One bestseller – you will be hooked until the final jaw-dropping twist.

Amazon UK Pre-Order available 3rd November
Amazon US

About the Author

Angela Marsons is the author of the Amazon Bestselling DI Kim Stone series – Silent Scream, Evil Games, Lost Girls, Play Dead,
Blood Lines, Dead Souls and now Broken Bones. Her books have sold more than 2 million in 2 years.

She lives in the Black Country with her partner, their cheeky Golden Retriever and a swearing parrot.
She first discovered her love of writing at Junior School when actual lessons came second to watching other people and quietly making up her own stories about them. Her report card invariably read “Angela would do well if she minded her own business as well as she minds other people’s”.

After years of writing relationship based stories (The Forgotten Woman and Dear Mother) Angela turned to Crime, fictionally speaking of course, and developed a character that refused to go away.
She is signed to for a total of 16 books in the Kim Stone series and her books have been translated into more than 20 languages.
Her last two books – Blood Lines and Dead Souls – reached the #1 spot on Amazon on pre-orders alone.




by Angela Marsons
Black Country
Christmas Day

Elaine Goddard sat on the roof of the thirteen storey block of flats. The winter sun
shone a grid on to her bare feet dangling over the edge.
The protective grate had been erected some years ago after a father of seven had
thrown himself over.
By the time she was eleven she had stolen a pair of wire cutters and fashioned
herself an access point to the narrow ledge that was her place of reflection.
From this vantage point she could look to the beauty of the Clent Hills in the
distance, block out the dank, grubby reality of below.
Hollytree was the place you were sent if Hell was having a spring clean.
Problem families from the entire West Midlands were evicted from other estates
and placed in Hollytree. It was displacement capital. Communities around the
borough breathed sighs of relief as families were evicted. No-one cared where they
went. It was enough that they were gone and one more ingredient was added to the
melting pot.
There was a clear perimeter around the estate over which the police rarely crossed.
It was a place where the rapists, child molesters, thieves and ASBO families were put
together in one major arena. And then guarded by police from the outside.
But today a peace settled around the estate giving the illusion that the normal
activities of robbing, raping and molesting were on pause because it was Christmas
Day. That was bollocks. It was all still going on but to the backdrop of the Queens
Her mother was still slurring her way around the cheerless flat with a bottle of Gin
in her hand.
But at least Elaine had this. Her one piece of heaven. Always her safe place. Her
She had disappeared unnoticed up here when she was seven years old and her
mother had been falling all over the flat pissed as a fart.
How lucky was she to have been the only one of the four kids her mother had been
allowed to keep?
She had escaped up here when her mother’s drinking partner, Roddy, had started
pawing at her groin and slobbering into her hair. Her mother had pulled him off,
angrily, shouting something about ruining her retirement plan. She hadn’t understood
it when she was nine years old but she had come to understand it now.
She had cried up here on her sixteenth birthday when her mother had introduced
her to the family business and to their pimp, Kai Lord.
She’d been up here two months earlier when he had finally found her.
And she’d been up here when she’d told him to fuck right off.
She didn’t want to be saved. It was too late.
Sixteen years of age and already it was too damn late.
Many times she had fantasised about how it would feel to lurch forward onto the
wind. She had envisioned herself floating to and fro gently making the journey like a
stray pigeon feather all the way to the ground. Had imagined the feeling of
weightlessness of both her body and her mind.
Elaine took a deep breath and exhaled.
In just a few minutes it would be time to go to work. Heavy rain, sleet, snow,
Christmas – nothing kept the punters away. Trade might be slow but it would still be
there. It always was.
She didn’t hear the roof door open or the footsteps that slowly strode towards her.
She didn’t see the hand that pushed her forward.
She only saw the ground as it hurtled towards her.

#CoverReveal ~ From The Ruins by Janine Infante Bosco @JanineBosco

(A Satan’s Knights Novel)
by Janine Infante Bosco
Publication Date: September 26, 2017
Genres: Adult,
Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romantic Suspense

Are you ready to get ruined with Pipe and Layla? 
Happy Cover Reveal Day to Janine Infante Bosco – Author! 
Check out the AWESOME new cover for ¸.•´FROMTHE RUINS¸.•´ 
#PREORDER your copy now!

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Cover Designer: JB’s Cover Obsession
Model: Michael Joseph
Photographer: Reggie Deanching, R+M



In every man’s life there comes a day of reckoning. It’s the day darkness is exposed and sinners
are punished for their trespasses.
A day when loyalty is destroyed and a man is left in ruins.
When he walks away from his club and loses his religion.
Whoever said from the ruins they will rise again never walked a mile in my shoes or the pair of
red ones I was left holding.


He’s bitter, cold and angry.
He’s seen his share of heartache.
Lived through tragedy and despair.
He’s my neighbor.
The man I know should stay away from.
The man who will destroy what’s left of me if I get too close.
He’s Lee Jameson, and I’m Layla Milano.
This is our story.
The story of two people left in ruins forced to rise again.

***NOTE: Contains explicit sexual situations, violence,
offensive language, and mature topics. Not recommended for people under the age of

#FromTheRuins #GetRuined #RiseUp  #SmokinPipe

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$20.00 Amazon gift card & 8×10 Print of
Michael Joseph


Excerpt From The Ruins © Copyright 2017 All Rights Reserved by Janine Infante

Stalking down the wooden steps, I cross my lawn to hers and prepare myself for another argument. Deciding I
should’ve dragged my ass back to bed and damned the world to hell, I pound my fist against her front door. 
Let that punk kid give me lip.
Or better yet, let her husband get in my face.
I’ll welcome them to the neighborhood.
The door swings open and my gaze travels downward to the pipsqueak staring up at me like I’m the big bad wolf.
“Uh, hey, kid,”
I start, running my fingers through my hair as a pair of big brown eyes level me. 
“You’re the man from last night,” she says, shaking her little finger at me. “The man on the lawn who broke my
mom’s car.”
“I didn’t break your mom’s car,” I grind out.
“But Tommy said—”
“Look, kid is your mom or dad home?” I ask, cutting her off, not really looking to go head to head with some little half pint. Huffing, she crosses her arms against her chest and rolls her eyes dramatically.
 “We don’t live with daddy anymore. He and mommy are divorced,” she reveals, uncrossing her tiny arms as
she plants her hands on her hips and angles her head. “Dad is living in our old house which sucks. Shit,
don’t tell my mom I said sucks. She gets all pissy when I curse but it’s not really a curse right? I mean you
should hear some of the things that come out of my mom’s mouth.”
Jesus, this kid.
Rubbing my temples, I look past her hoping to find her mother but the mud wrestler ain’t nowhere in sight and the
kid continues to ramble on, revealing all her mama’s secrets.
“Tommy says we’re here because mom can’t afford a house in the city,” she adds. “But, I think it’s also because
mommy hates daddy and wants to be far away from him.” Her lips straighten into a thin line as she glances down at the floor seeming to be in deep thought. “That sucks too,” she mutters with a frown.
 Dropping my hands from my face, I shove one into my pocket and stare at her. Not sure what to say, not really understanding why the fuck I care, I press my finger under her chin and lift her eyes to mine.
“Divorce sucks kid,” I tell her.
“You said sucks,” she says.
“Yeah, you did too,” I point out, watching as the frown fades from her lips. Lifting her chin, she studies me curiously.
Having a pair of little eyes on me, eyes that are full of wonder is a sobering moment for a bastard like
me. It makes me think about how I’m perceived in the eyes of a child. 
My thoughts are quickly jarred when I hear half-pints mother shriek from deep inside the house. Then I hear her
other two kids shout and before I realize what the fuck I’m doing, I’m following the little girl into the
house. Running into the kitchen, the kid comes to a complete stop and I stand behind her, taking in the chaos.
Water spurts from under the sink like a waterfall and the mud wrestler holds a pot in front of her as if to catch the fucking water. The older boy grabs another pot and tries to help his mother while the other girl covers her face with her hands.
“Make it stop,” the girl cries.
“I don’t know how!” the mother shrieks, emptying the pot into the sink. Her son goes sliding across the floor and she’s quick to grab his wrist before he hits the floor as the water rains down around them making it clear they’re fucked.
Stomping through the puddles soaking the kitchen, I brush past them and kneel underneath the sink to turn the
water valve off. As I twist it closed, I spot the busted pipe. Suddenly the commotion comes to a standstill as the water trickles off and silence fills the kitchen. Slipping my head out from under the sink, four sets of eyes peer back at me like I’m a fucking unicorn. Wiping my hands along the front of my shirt, I focus on the mud wrestler as she seems to be the least judgmental of the four. 
“The main pipe under the sink cracked. I shut the water off for now,” I explain as she continues to stare at me in
disbelief. Unable to help myself, I take her in too. Dressed in a pair of pajamas with her hair piled high on top of her head, she’s quite a looker. The thin tank top of her pajamas is soaked, molding to every curve of her body, revealing a narrow waist and hips that a man holds onto. Lifting my gaze higher, my eyes zero in on her tits. Her nipples are hard and fully visible through the wet shirt, leaving nothing to my imagination. It’s hard to believe the tall boy standing next to her is her son or that any of these children came from that body. 
Forcing my attention away, I reach for the towel hanging on the back of one of her chairs and toss it in her direction.
“Might want to cover up,” I tell her, eyeing the boy standing behind her, wearing the same stumped expression as his
Recovering she catches the towel and crosses her arms against her chest, hiding her perfect tits from my view. Last
night it was too dark and I was too drunk to notice her hazel eyes or how full her lips are. My gaze meets hers and I realize the view up top is just as sweet as everything from the neck down.
“What—how did you get in here?” she stammers, finally finding her voice. I raise an eyebrow, waiting for her to thank me for stopping the waterfall in her kitchen but she just looks at me expectantly.
“I let him in,” the half-pint offers. 
Instantly, her brother turns to her and lectures her claiming the role as man of the house.
“You can’t be letting strange men in the house, Lexi,” he reprimands, wringing out his t-shirt.
Half pint rolls her eyes to the heavens before looking back at me.
“What’s your name?” she questions innocently.
It’s a simple question yet I stare at her as if she asked me if I knew the cure for cancer. My first instinct is to tell her
my name is Pipe but I’m not that man anymore. I’m not the man who got his road name because he made pipe bombs his club sold back in the day. I don’t ride with the Satan’s Knights anymore.
“Lee,” I mutter. “The name is Lee, kid.”
She steps forward and offers me her little hand.
“I’m Lexi,” she reveals as I awkwardly shake her hand with my massive paw. Then she drops my hand and turns to her brother. “Now, Lee isn’t a stranger anymore, Tommy.” 
“Okay, parties over kids,” the mud wrestler declares. “Jenna, take your sister upstairs and help her get
“Why do I have to help her? She’s five.”
“Because I said so,” she replies exasperatedly. Cringing as the words leave her mouth, she turns to her eldest child.
“You too, Tommy.”
“I’m not dressing Lexi.”
“Go shower, now,” she orders. “We need to get a move on.”
The two girls prance out of the kitchen but Tommy remains still, sizing me up much like he did last night. It’s clear the kid is protective of his mother and since half pint squealed all her mama’s business, I can respect the kid for stepping up. I hold his gaze and jut my chin, giving him a silent vow that all is good here. 
“Tommy,” my neighbor repeats and the boy finally tears his eyes away. A moment later he reluctantly leaves the
kitchen. “Thank you for turning the water off,” she says once we’re alone and I turn my attention back to her
I nod, letting my eyes roam over her, wishing she’d uncross her arms now that her kids are out of sight.
“But you didn’t come here to fix my plumbing and I don’t see you as a member of the welcoming committee so
I’m confused as to why you’re standing in my kitchen.”
“Your car is blocking my driveway.”
“You mean the car your friends smashed?”
“That’s the one,” I reply, shoving my hands into the pockets of my jeans. “If you’re planning on going into town
you’re going to want to fix that bumper first. The fucking troopers up here won’t think twice about
giving you a citation.” I pause, angling my head slightly as I continue to take her in. “I’m guessing that’s the last thing you need right now.”
Her cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink as her eyes narrow in anger. Grinding her teeth, she drops her arms and
draws in a deep breath as she balls her hands into fists. 
“And how would you know what I need?” she bites back.
Oh, I know what she needs. Any man with a pair of working eyes can tell this woman is wound tight. She needs to
release some of that tension inside her. She needs to get fucked until she can’t remember her name let alone her troubles but I doubt she wants to hear that.
“Your daughter has loose lips,” I say instead. “Might want to tell her not to spill your business to strangers.”
“Thanks for your input but I think I’m going to pass on the parenting advice from a man who had two half naked girls on his lawn in the middle of the night—both who are probably young enough to be his daughters.”
Biting the inside of my cheek, I remain impassive as she studies me with her those judgmental eyes of her. 
I’m used to people’s remarks. Being a biker, I’ve had my share of assumptions made about me. Everyone thinks they
know everyone. You take one look at a person and swear you’ve got them all figured out. At times, I myself have been guilty of the offense. It takes years of making the wrong convictions and learning from each mistake to realize you never truly know a person until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes.
 “I’ve got everything under control,” she adds and for a moment I wonder who she’s trying to convince.
“Suit yourself, killer,” I retort with a shrug and push off the counter.
“Layla,” she whispers before sighing. “My name is Layla not killer,” she adds, emphasizing the name by adding
air quotes.
“Good to know,” I say as I start towards the door. “Get your car out of my driveway, killer.”
Then without another word, I step out of the kitchen. I’m halfway toward the front door when I hear her curse and my lips quirk slightly. 
Half pint was right. 
Her mother has a filthy mouth.

#FromTheRuins #GetRuined #RiseUp  #SmokinPipe



Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved
reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for
writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one
day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.

Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong-willed female
characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact
with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.

She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her
greatest accomplishment
 to date would be
her two sons Joseph and Paul.

#CoverReveal ~ Fatal Masquerade by Vivian Conroy @VivWrites @HQDigitalUK

I was thrilled to be asked by Vivian to help reveal this fabulous cover .. I just love that dress! 🙂 x

Lady Alkmene and Jake Dubois are back in a gripping new adventure facing dangerous opponents at a masked ball in the countryside.

Masked danger…

Lady Alkmene Callender has always loved grand parties, but when she receives an invitation to a masked ball thrown by Franklin Hargrove – oil magnate, aviation enthusiast and father of her best friend, Denise – she’s never seen such luxury. The estate is lit up with Chinese lanterns in the gardens, boats operated by footmen float across the pond and the guest list features the distinguished, rich and powerful!

But below the glamour, evil is lurking. When a dead body is discovered, it forces Lady Alkmene to throw off her mask and attempt to find the true killer before Denise’s family are accused. If only her partner, Jake Dubois, weren’t hiding something from her…

This case might just be more dangerous than either of them could have imagined.

Pre-Order Here Out on 4th October 

Find Vivian here:

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#CoverReveal ~ Murder Game by Caroline Mitchell @Caroline_writes @bookouture

I am beyond excited to bring you the cover for Murder Game .. I absolutely love this series so can’t wait to get my hands on this! 🙂 x

To catch a killer, you must first think like one …
A killer is playing a twisted game of life or death with his victims. After he captures them, a
countdown begins. He marks the time by sending clues to the whereabouts of the women
he has taken in three disturbing images: alive, tortured, dead.
In a race against the clock, East London Detective Ruby Preston must play the killer’s
terrifying murder game and decipher the clues before more women die.
But this isn’t the first time the police have seen such a sickening crime. The notorious Lonely
Hearts Killer, Mason Gatley, was put behind bars ten years ago for murdering six women in
exactly the same chilling way. Desperate for more information, Ruby asks her gangster
boyfriend, Nathan Crosby, to set up a dangerous meeting to allow her to see into the
twisted mind of a murderer.

But the closer Ruby grows to the dark and charming Mason Gatley, the more worried her
team becomes. Is he really helping her catch the killer? Or is he lining her up to be his next
Fans of Angela Marsons, Rachel Abbott and Peter James will be hooked by this dark and utterly
disturbing thriller, packed with twists until the final page.

Amazon UK  Pre-Order – 31st October 2017

Amazon US

About the Author

USA Today Bestselling Thriller Author.
Originally from Ireland, Caroline lives with her family, parrot and two dogs in a pretty village on
the coast of Essex. A former police detective, Caroline has worked in CID and specialised in
roles dealing with vulnerable victims, high-risk victims of domestic abuse, and serious sexual
offences. Published by Bookouture and Thomas & Mercer, she now writes full time and all her
books have become number 1 best sellers in their categories.
Her fast-paced DC Jennifer Knight thrillers carry a hint of the supernatural and are weaved from
Caroline’s personal experiences in the police and paranormal.
Set in Shoreditch, London, her DS Ruby Preston series is described as “terrifying, addictive
serial killer thrillers”.
Caroline also writes psychological thrillers, the most recent, Witness, has been described as
“thrilling, tense, exciting, dark and twisted in the best possible way”.
Sign up to join her Reader’s club for access to news, updates and exclusive competitions and
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#CoverReveal ~ The Big Dreams Beach Hotel by Lilly Bartlett @MicheleGormanUK @HarperImpulse

And another super cover reveal this time for the lovely Lilly Bartlett 🙂 xx

This is a brand new standalone novel from the author of the Carlton Square series with a whole new cast of characters to fall in love with!

Wriggle your toes in the sand and feel the warm breeze on your face when you check into the hotel that’s full of dreams…

Three years after ditching her career in New York City, Rosie never thought she’d still be managing the quaint faded Victorian hotel in her seaside hometown.

What’s worse, the hotel’s new owners are turning it into a copy of their Florida properties. Flamingos and all. Cultures are clashing and the hotel’s residents stand in the way of the developers’ plans. The hotel is both their home and their family.

That’s going to make Rory’s job difficult when he arrives to enforce the changes. And Rosie isn’t exactly on his side, even though it’s the chance to finally restart her career. Rory might be charming, but he’s still there to evict her friends.

How can she follow her dreams if it means ending everyone else’s?

Amazon Pre-Order-18th August

About the Author

Lilly Bartlett’s cosy romcoms are full of warmth, quirky characters and guaranteed happily-ever-afters. Lilly is the pen-name of Sunday Times and USA Today best-selling author, Michele Gorman, who writes best friend-girl power comedies under her own name.



#CoverReveal ~ A Part of Me & You by Emma Heatherington @emmalou13 @HarperImpulse

I’ve been so lucky getting all these cover reveals here is my second of the day! This looks just my sort of book and that cover is so inviting.

You always think you have more time…

Juliette always thought she’d have more time. But as her fortieth birthday approaches she is dealt the deadliest of blows – she has just weeks to live. As the terrible news sinks in, Juliette’s only concern is for her fifteen-year-old daughter, Rosie. Who will take care of her precious child? Who will love her daughter with the same fierce love? The answer lies in a secret Juliette hoped never to reveal…

Devastated at the loss of her own baby daughter, Shelley is barely managing to survive. Consumed by her grief, she has pushed everyone away – including the man who loves her the most. With her once happy marriage now in tatters, Shelley has nothing left to live for.

But as the lives of these two women collide, could Juliette’s secret be the key to solving Shelley’s heartache? And could Juliette’s death give Shelley one final chance to live again…

Amazon Pre-Order – 9th February 2018


About the Author 

Emma Heatherington is from Donaghmore, Co Tyrone where she lives with her children. She has penned more than fifty short educational films, plays and musicals as well as seven novels for Poolbeg Press, two of which were written under the pseudonym Emma Louise Jordan.
After signing with Harper Impulse (Harper Collins) she saw the re-release of Crazy For You in 2013 and The Legacy of Lucy Harte (Jan 2017)
She loves spending time with her partner (the talented artist and singer/songwriter Jim McKee) all things Nashville, romantic comedy movies, singalong nights with friends and family, red wine, musical theatre, new pyjamas, fresh clean bedclothes, long bubble baths and cosy nights in by the fire.



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#CoverReveal ~ Christmas At The Dancing Duck by Daisy James @daisyjamesbooks @HQDigitalUK

I am so excited to be revealing this gorgeous cover for Daisy James .. Christmas At The Dancing Duck isn’t it just super 🙂 Never too early to get into the festive mood! xx

A wonderfully festive romantic read to curl up with this Christmas.

The most wonderful time of the year!

Kirstie Harrison is finally coming home for the holidays. Ever since tragedy struck a few years ago, Christmas hasn’t felt the same – but she’s determined that this year will be different…

And staying at the family pub, The Dancing Duck, means it’s impossible not to get caught up in the little village of Cranbury’s festive traditions. And it’s equally impossible to avoid her ex, Josh Turner!

Kirstie is torn between making this the best Christmas yet and knowing that she can’t stay forever. Maybe it’s time to make a holiday wish of her own…?

Amazon UK  Pre-Order – 23 October 2017


Daisy James is a Yorkshire girl transplanted to the north east of England. She loves writing stories with strong heroines and swift-flowing plotlines. When not scribbling away in her peppermint-and-green summerhouse (garden shed), she spends her time sifting flour and sprinkling sugar and edible glitter. She loves gossiping with friends over a glass of something pink and fizzy or indulging in a spot of afternoon tea – china plates and teacups are a must.




#CoverReveal ~ Cold Blood by Robert Bryndza @RobertBryndza @bookouture

I’m so excited to be part of the big reveal for the new book by the lovely Robert .. take a look at this chilling picture! #ColdBlood

(Detective Erika Foster Book 5)
Out on 20th September

The suitcase was badly rusted, and took Erika several attempts, but it yielded and sagged open as she unzipped it. Nothing could prepare her for what she would find inside…

When a battered suitcase containing the dismembered body of a young man washes up on the shore of the river Thames, Detective Erika Foster is shocked. She’s worked on some terrifying cases but never seen anything like this before. 

As Erika and her team set to work, she makes the link with another victim – the body of a young woman dumped in an identical suitcase two weeks ago. 

Erika quickly realises she’s on the trail of a serial killer who’s already made their next move. Yet just as Erika starts to make headway with the investigation, she is the victim of a brutal attack. 

But nothing will stop Erika. As the body count rises, the twin daughters of her colleague Commander Marsh are abducted, and the stakes are higher than ever before. Can Erika save the lives of two innocent children before it’s too late? She’s running out of time and about to make a disturbing discovery…there’s more than one killer

Brilliantly gripping, Cold Blood will have you hooked from the first page and holding your breath to the heart-stopping and shocking ending. 

About the Author

Robert Bryndza is the author of the international #1 bestseller The Girl in the Ice. The Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestseller is the first book in the Detective Erika Foster series.

The Night Stalker, and Dark Water are the second and third books in the series, and the fourth book, Last Breath, has recently been published.

Robert’s books have sold over 2 million copies, and have been translated into 27 languages.

In addition to writing crime fiction, Robert has published a bestselling series of romantic comedy novels. He is British and lives in Slovakia.


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