Friday, 24 November 2017


I am delighted to be sharing my review of Christmas Secrets in Snowflake Cove today during the 3 Day Blog Blitz!

Genre:  Light Hearted Romance / Rom Com
Publication Date:  Nov 2017
1st Book in a new series - standalone
Estimated Page Count:  250

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Christmas is a time for family and friends, miracles and magic, falling snow and roaring fires, fun, laughter and festive feasts. In Snowflake Cove, it’s also a time for secrets to be revealed…

Evie Starr is hoping for more than a sprinkling of magic this Christmas. The family-run Snowflake Inn is virtually empty and the Starr’s financial future isn’t looking bright. But Evie’s gran, Jessie has a secret that might help.

Enigmatic, Zachary Thorn is every woman’s dream. He’s also ex-SAS, so his secrets are classified. The Christmas Special of his feel-good, TV show is set in Michaelmas Bay – until a phone call means he’s spending Christmas in nearby Snowflake Cove.

Evie’s best friend, Juniper thinks boyfriend Darren has a secret. Evie knows he does. And Evie’s niece, Raven is hiding feelings for Juniper’s brother – who has a secret crush of his own.
But the biggest secret in Snowflake Cove is the identity of Raven’s dad.

With snow falling thick and fast and secrets being revealed one after another, will everyone be snuggling up by the fire on Christmas Eve, or are some secrets best kept hidden…?

Grab yourself a plate of delicious hot mince pies and a glass of mulled wine and settle down in your comfiest armchair and I guarantee you won't want to move until you've discovered the secrets in Snowflake Cove.

I absolutely loved it!

Four hundred year old Snowflake Inn sits on Snowflake Isle which is connected to the mainland by an old wooden bridge. Evie Starr's family own the Inn but they have money worries this Christmas. Evie's dad is optimistic and thinks everything will be all right, though Evie doesn't know how.

There are so many secrets this Christmas ....... from gorgeous TV star Zachary Thorn, filming his Christmas Special nearby, with his mysterious past ....... to Evie's moody 15 year old niece who would rather be anywhere else but Snowflake Cove but who also wonders just who her father really is.

I enjoyed being with the Starr family, 34 year old Evie is such a worrier with an over-active imagination, her mum cooks delicious shortbread and sausage rolls in the cosy kitchen, gran is a little bit cantankerous and how does she know Zachary Thorn's grandfather? Another secret in the Cove!

Oh so many secrets in this lovely feel good story with lots of easy to like characters, set in a romantic cove, with snow falling and lots of delicious food to savour, this is a warm and wonderful winter read.

Just don't expect to leave your armchair!


Having lived and worked in London for several years, Emily returned to her home town of Hastings where she now spends her days writing... and chatting on social media. Emily is a Member of the SoA, a PAN member of the RWA and a Pro Member of ALLi. She's an Amazon bestseller and a Kindle All Star. Emily loves writing and her stories are sure to bring a smile to your face and a warmth to your heart.

Emily says, "I write about friendship, family and falling in love. I believe in happing endings." When she isn't writing, she can be found enjoying the stunning East Sussex coast and countryside, or in a wine bar with friends, discussing life, love and the latest TV shows. Chocolate cake is often eaten. She dislikes housework almost as much as she dislikes anchovies - and will do anything to avoid both.


I'm thrilled to be taking part in the 1 Day Blog Blitz for Secrets & Fries at the Starlight Diner and to bring you a fabulous Giveaway!

Genre:  Romantic Suspense
Publication Date:  16 Dec 2016
Second book in the Starlight Diner series - can be read as a standalone
Estimated Page Count:  270


What brings Bonnie Brooks to The Starlight Diner? And why is she on the run?
As the front-woman in a band, Bonnie is used to being in the spotlight, but now she must hide in the shadows.
Bonnie only has one person who she can turn to: her friend Esther Knight, who waitresses at the Fifties-themed diner. There, retro songs play on the jukebox as fries and sundaes are served to satisfied customers. But where has Esther gone?
Alone in New York City, Bonnie breaks down in front of arrogant news reporter, and diner regular, Jimmy Boyle. Jimmy offers to help her. Can she trust him?

When the kindly owner of the Starlight Diner offers Bonnie work, and she meets charming security officer Nick Moloney, she dares to hope that her luck has changed. Is there a blossoming romance on the cards? And can Bonnie rebuild her life with the help of her Starlight Diner friends?


Helen Cox is a book-devouring, photo-taking, film-obsessed novelist. If forced to choose one, Helen’s Mastermind specialism would be Grease 2. To this day, she still adheres to the Pink Lady pledge and when somebody asks her if she is a god she says ‘yes.’

After completing her MA in creative writing at the University of York St. John Helen found work writing for a range of magazines, websites and blogs as well as writing news and features for TV and radio. She has written three non-fiction books and founded independent film publication: New Empress Magazine. She currently lives in York and writes novels.


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Wednesday, 22 November 2017


I am delighted to be a part of the Blog Tour today for The House at Ladywell.  I have an extract from the book and a fantastic ebook giveaway of Nicola Slade's novel The Art of Murder!

Genre: Contemporary romance with historical interludes
Release Date: 14th November 2017

Publisher: Crooked Cat Books

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A hare carved in stone and the scent of flowers in a house full of echoes – can Freya’s inheritance help her to leave the past behind? 
Had I gone completely crazy that first day? To open the door, take one astonished look round, and decide on the spot that I would live there?
To fall in love with a house?’ 
When Freya Gibson inherits an old, run-down property she has no idea she is the last in a long line of redoubtable women, including the Tudor nun who built the house. Unknown to Freya these women, over centuries, fought with whatever weapons came to hand – deception, endurance, even murder – to preserve their home and family.
Freya falls in love with the house but her inheritance includes an enigmatic letter telling her to ‘restore the balance’ of the Lady’s Well. Besides this, the house seems to be haunted by the scent of flowers.
In the past the Lady’s Well was a place of healing and Freya soon feels safe and at home, but she has demons of her own to conquer before she can accept the happiness that beckons.

‘Something I’d failed to mention to anyone: not to Louise, not when I was enthusing to Patrick, and certainly not to the helpful solicitor, was the letter that had been waiting for me on that first day.
Beside the front door stood a small table on which sat an old walkabout phone in a base station, and two envelopes, one large and the other letter-sized. The smaller envelope was addressed to me.
The handwriting straggled shakily across the page and the contents of the letter startled me.
When you were born I knew you were the one. Before anything else you must go into the garden and pick some flowers. It doesn’t matter what you pick: in winter look for leaves, rosemary or winter jasmine, but if it’s summer pick simple flowers – a rose, a sprig of yellow broom, nothing fancy. Pick what you can and weave them into a wreath made from the rowan tree – you’ll know it by the wooden bench underneath. Hang it on the hook inside the front door.
When that’s done, say the words written below, making sure you’re alone. My grandmother had the verse from her own grandmother and so on. I expect the words have altered over time but the spirit remains the same. Show reverence when you do these things but do this first of all. You must not delay.
You must restore the balance.’

It had been a sleety February day, with flowers few and far between but I persevered, driven by the sense of urgency in the letter. I found secateurs in the kitchen. The rosemary was easy, a great, straggling bush standing sentinel by the path, with yellow winter jasmine spread against the wall. In a sheltered spot I found a clump of snowdrops and, to my delight, a primrose or two.
I had to stand on the bench to snip a couple of pliable twigs from the rowan, and back in the house I bent them into a makeshift circle and threaded in the flowers and leaves. Still under the compulsion I’d felt on reading the letter I stood on a chair to hang my creation on the waiting hook.
Saying the words Violet had written made me pause.
‘It sounds like a spell,’ I half-whispered, hushed by the strangeness of it all. Was Violet a witch? Wasn’t this all complete nonsense? I read the words again and summoned up my rusty Latin vocabulary, almost forgotten since ‘A’ Level. ‘Domina means lady; something about water? And leporum – rabbit? No,’ I corrected myself. ‘Lepus is a hare, and benedic – any kind of blessing can’t be bad.’
There was something about the place that I couldn’t explain. I felt safe and – odd as it sounds – wrapped in loving arms. The house was filled with a friendly silence and I felt comforted for the first time in ages. What harm could it do to obey Violet’s last instructions when she given me this precious gift?
I took a deep breath and bowed my head before the ring of twigs and flowers, not in prayer but in a kind of grateful submission, as I quietly murmured the Latin words, stumbling over a rough translation in my head…’

Nicola Slade had her first short stories published in her early twenties and wrote for children and for women’s magazines while her three children were growing up.
Nicola’s books are all set in Hampshire and include the romantic comedy, ‘Scuba Dancing’, and two cosy mystery series. The Charlotte Richmond books set in 1858 feature a young widow with a shady past and a habit of stumbling over the occasional corpse and the contemporary Harriet Quigley mysteries, featuring a retired headmistress and her cousin and sidekick, the Rev. Sam Hathaway.
Nicola lives in Hampshire with her husband, and as well as writing she belongs to a local art workshop; among other things she has been a Brown Owl and an antiques dealer.

Twitter:  @nicolasladeuk


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Monday, 20 November 2017

A ROCK N ROLL LOVESTYLE BY KILTIE JACKSON Blog Tour, Guest Post & Amazon Giveaway

I'm thrilled to be a part of the 3 day Blog Blitz for A Rock 'N' Roll Lovestyle - I have a fabulous guest post from Kiltie Jackson all about one amazing day when she was at Live Aid in 1985 which is a must read. I also have a fantastic giveaway!

Genre:  Contemporary Romance/Chick Lit
Publication Date:  26 Sept 2017

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Who is Sukie McClaren?
Cat lover? Sound of Music Fanatic? Fiercely Independent?
She is all of the above. And when she is sent to Salzburg for a business trip three weeks before Christmas, she thinks all her dreams have come true. As she packs her suitcase, the only things on her mind are Christmas markets, lots of snow and finally seeing the Doh-Ray-Me steps.
Becoming the new best friend of the world’s hottest rock star doesn’t even get a look in.
Pete Wallace is a reclusive, reluctant, rock-star and the world’s Number One, best-selling, male solo artist. It’s been three years since his last tour and he’s now preparing to go back on the road again. A week in Salzburg, schmoozing with the music press, is one of his worst nightmares.
He can’t wait for it to be over.
When Pete and Sukie meet, it is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Eduardo di Santo however, whose kid sister suffered life-changing injuries at a Pete Wallace concert, is all set on getting revenge. When Pete’s new tour is announced, he begins to make his plans.
Will Pete and Sukie’s new friendship die before it has a chance to flourish?

A Christmas tale full of love, laughter, friendship and revenge


Blame It On The Love Of Rock ‘n’ Roll

Part Three – Live Aid.

Bob Geldof made his Live Aid announcement at midday on Monday 10th June 1985 on Radio One. I was fortunate enough to hear it as I worked as a waitress in a bar at the time and I was working the late shift that day. When Sir Bob initially began talking about this gig he was arranging, I wasn’t overly fussed about it. I’d already been to an all day festival gig at Wembley the year before and couldn’t be bothered to do it again. Waitressing didn’t pay that much, I had my own flat, money was tight and the cheaper coach trips to the capital were long. Once Bob began read out the list of performers, however, my interest grew. By the time he read out Nik Kershaw’s name I already knew I would be going to Live Aid.

The first thing I did, when I got into work that afternoon, was book the time off. The first hurdle was cleared. I also ensured that I would not be working when the tickets went on sale as I knew that getting a hold of one of those was going to be the hardest part of my plans. This was going to require an overnight queuing session!

I had never queued overnight for tickets prior to this and I’d missed out on a few great gigs as a result. Well not this time! Come hell or high water I was going to be at Wembley on the 13th July.

As much as I have racked my brains, and searched the internet, I cannot find the exact date the Live Aid tickets went on sale but I do know it was between the 12th and the 19th of June 1985. I have a very strong feeling that it may have been Tuesday the 18th of June. They were being sold at the box office of The Apollo and I arrived to begin queueing at 7.30pm the night before. Such was the desire to be a part of this event, people had already begun to queue and it had already extended around the side of the building when I arrived. Thankfully, it turned out to be a warm, dry night which contributed towards making the experience a great one. Everyone was chatting, people had brought tubs of sandwiches and were sharing them around, other people had families driving up in the middle of the night to bring them food parcels which were also shared, jokes were being fired around and everyone joined in with singing a song or ‘doing a turn’ to keep ourselves entertained. The mood was very upbeat and jolly. There was such an air of camaraderie that night and it only added to the overall experience that being part of Live Aid would be. I was very glad I had made the decision to arrive so early because, by midnight, the queue had circled the building. By six o’clock in the morning, it was all the way down the street. My foresight saw me being one of the lucky ones who got one of those golden tickets. I’m sure many were left disappointed.

Roll forward three weeks and the great day arrived. I’d gotten the overnight coach from Glasgow and arrived in London at six in the morning. Although my usual gigging chum Pam had decided not to join me on this trip, and I was on my own, I was definitely not alone. Victoria Bus Station was heaving with bodies as coaches arrived from all over the country, bringing in people attending the concert. As one, we all swarmed towards the nearest tube station and we made our way to Wembley.

I need to say here that, over the years, I attended several gigs in the old Wembley stadium and I can tell you that there was no greater sight than walking along the esplanade towards those magnificent twin towers. I still believe it was a great loss when they were removed in the recent refurbishment. They were iconic and are greatly missed by many.

Anyway… On with the story

Despite the earliness of the hour, there were already hordes of people queueing, ready to make a run for it when the gates opened, their intention being to bag a good spot at the front. I knew from previous experience that being at the front of Wembley stadium meant it was a pain in the ass to get in and out for loo breaks so I was quite happy to take my time and, upon entry a couple of hours later, take up a spot approximately a third of the way back. I had a good view of the stage plus both the screens.

Once again, the camaraderie of the day came to the fore. Seeing that I was alone, the party of six I was standing next to took me into their fold. We partied together, sang together and cried together when that film was shown which reminded us all as to why we were there. I have so many memories from that day – such as how deafening the crescendo was when the concert was announced as being ‘open’, or when the teddy bear being thrown around while Madonna sang over in the USA but the one that always pulls on me is when I recall Bob Geldof coming onto the stage at the end, about half an hour after the UK transmission had ended, begging us all to stop singing ‘Feed the World’, to pick up our stuff, leave the stadium and go home. You see, it had all been so special that everyone wanted to stay just a bit longer and hold onto that unique atmosphere for a few moments more. It was a one-off moment in time that could never again be captured.

Since that day, there have been a number of charity-event festivals, including Live-8 in 2005 but, no matter how hard they try, there will never be another Live Aid.

I am so glad that I was a part of it.

If you missed them:
For Part 1 – The Early Years was at  My Life, One Story At A Time & Part 2 – The Teenage Years was at Between The Lines yesterday.


About Kiltie Jackson
Kiltie grew up in Scotland, Glasgow to be precise. A very unique city with a very unique way of looking at life. When she was old enough to do so, she moved to London and then, after several years of obtaining interesting experiences -which are finding their way into her writing - she moved up to the Midlands.
She currently lives in Staffordshire with five cats and one husband. The cats kindly allow her and her husband to share their house on the condition they keeps paying the mortgage!
Her little home is known as Moggy Towers, even though despite having plenty of moggies, there are no towers!
She loves reading, watching movies, and visiting old castles. She really dislikes going to the gym!
Her biggest desire is that one day she can give up the day job and write her stories for a living.
Kiltie first began writing 'A Rock 'n' Roll Lovestyle' over ten years ago. The project was shelved on Chapter Seventeen as she felt the story wasn't flowing as she would like it to.
In her own words "The images in my head would not come out of my fingers!" Fast forward to November 2016 when, having finished reading Lizzie's Christmas Escape by Christie Barlow, she read more about the author and was inspired with how Christie herself came to be a best-selling author.
In that thunderbolt moment, Kiltie knew - with a deep certainty- that she needed to reacquaint herself with 'A Rock 'n' Roll Lovestyle' and begin writing again. She did this in January 2017 and found the words flowed faster than she could type them. Finally, the time was right for her to write her novel.
Her determination to finish what she had started all those years ago was absolute and the first draft was completed on Sunday 16th April 2017.
Since beginning to write again, the ideas have not stopped flowing. She has begun typing up her second book, 'Of All the Unlikely Places', and book three (not yet titled) has been worked out and is waiting in the wings for its turn in the spotlight.
She currently has a further ten plots and ideas stored in her file (it's costing a fortune in USB drives as each story has its own memory stick!) and the ideas still keep on coming.
She now lives her life around the following three quotes:
"I love having weird dreams, they're great fodder for book plots!"
"Why wait for your ship to come in when you can swim out to meet it?"
"Old enough to know better, young enough not to care!"

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