#BlogTour #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #PromoPost : The Devil’s Shadow – BJ Edwards @Meddryn

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Today I’m on the ‘The Devil’s Shadow’ blogtour, organized by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have a some ‘basic’ information for you.

About the Author :

BJ is a writer of novels, plays and short stories. He also writes screenplays – one of which is currently in development. To date he has published four books, including a collection of poetry. With a passion for history, anthropology and archaeology, he is a former English teacher and theatre director. BJ is totally blind and lives with his partner, his collection of swords and their dogs, Oliver and Sallie. In his spare time, BJ enjoys films, books, training, martial arts and rowing.

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Synopsis :

In a vault beneath the Mediterranean Sea, a creature from myth and folklore sleeps. Government agents David Coswell and Hannah Martin join forces to find and study the creature with the hopes of harnessing its power for their country’s good. Accidentally, they release the creature and London is plunged into chaos. Lawlessness and hedonism spread as Lord of the Flies regains his strength and uses violence and fear to build his new kingdom.
David Coswell, along with his ‘handler’ Sentinel Nutbeam, retired soldier Nigel Carter, and Spanish matriarch Maria Perez help the Prime Minister confront the beast and take back control of a fractured country.
The Devil’s Shadow is a fast-paced supernatural thriller. Sometimes scary, sometimes sexy and always exciting, it is an absorbing tale of friendship, loyalty, faith and belief.

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#MiniBlogBlitz #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #GuestPost : Playing The Duke’s Fiancee – Amanda McCabe @AmandaMcCabe01 @HarlequinBooks @MillsandBoon

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Today I’m on the ‘Playing The Duke’s Fiancee’ blogtour, organized by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have a guest post, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Amanda wrote her first romance at the age of sixteen–a vast historical epic starring all her friends as the characters, written secretly during algebra class (and her parents wondered why math was not her strongest subject…)
She’s never since used algebra, but her books have been nominated for many awards, including the RITA Award, the Romantic Times BOOKReviews Reviewers’ Choice Award, the Booksellers Best, the National Readers Choice Award, and the Holt Medallion. She lives in Santa Fe with a Poodle, a cat, a wonderful husband, and a very and far too many books and royal memorabilia collections.
When not writing or reading, she loves taking dance classes, collecting cheesy travel souvenirs, and watching the Food Network–even though she doesn’t cook.
Amanda also writes as Laurel McKee for Grand Central Publishing, the Elizabethan Mystery Series as Amanda Carmack, and the Manor Cat Mystery Series as Eliza Casey.

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A pretend proposal
For the unconventional heiress
When American heiress Violet Wilkins crosses paths with William, Duke of Charteris, she has extremely low expectations of the “Duke of Bore.” But when this seemingly stuffy aristocrat offers her escape from a dreadful arranged marriage, she leaps at the chance! To her surprise, the arresting Charles whisks Vi into an exhilarating make-believe romance. And as she gets to know the man behind the title, she can’t help wanting more…

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One of the fun things I researched for His Unlikely Duchess (and for “The Dollar Duchesses” series in general!) was the process of being an “official” debutante at the royal court of the nineteenth century. It was a long process, starting with getting approved, curtsying classes, multiple visits to dressmakers, hairdressers, and florists—and making sure you didn’t embarrass yourself in front of the queen. (As Lily would certainly never do!!!)
During Victoria’s reign, the Court Drawing Rooms were held in Buckingham Palace at four stated periods every year–two before Easter and two after. Levées, hosted by the Prince of Wales for the presentation of gentlemen, were held at intervals during the like season in St. James’s Palace. Though of lessening distinction as the Victorian period wore on, the delicious prospect of being presented to the Queen or Prince of Wales continued to be a beacon to ambitious social climbers.
When the date of a drawing room was announced, letters poured into the Lord Chamberlain, suggesting names of ladies for presentation. Everyone who had kissed the Queen’s hand was able to nominate another for presentation. But it wasn’t guaranteed that any name submitted was accepted. The list underwent careful scrutiny by both the Lord Chamberlain and the Queen, Her Majesty only receiving those who “wore the white flower of a blameless life.”
There were only three qualifications for admittance to the throne room:
1.The lady wishing to be presented should be of good moral and social character.
2.Presentation had to be made by someone who had already been presented.
3.The status of the actual presentee. The most obvious candidates, the wives and daughters of the aristocracy, had the privilege of being kissed by Queen Victoria (though no kisses were received if the Princess of Wales were acting as stand-in, and the practice was dropped entirely in the Edwardian era), then came the ranks of those candidates whose presentation would be sealed by the action of kissing the Queen’s hand. These included the daughters and wives of the country gentry and Town gentry, of the clergy, of naval and military officers, of professional men such as physicians and barristers, of merchants, bankers and members of the Stock Exchange, and “persons engaged in commerce on a large scale.”Summonses were sent out three weeks in advance, allowing ample time for the excited debutante or newly married lady, to practice the complicated court curtsy and order the regulated costume demanded for presentation, as laid out, via the Lord Chamberlain’s Office, in Lady Colin Campbell’s Manners and Rules of Good Society, 1911 edition:
Full Court Dress: low bodice, short sleeves, and train to dress not less than three yards in length from the shoulders. Whether the train is cut round or square is a matter of inclination or fashion. The width at the end should be 54 inches. It is also imperative that a presentation dress should be white if the person presented be an unmarried lady and it is also the fashion for married ladies to wear white on their presentation unless their age rendered their doing so unsuitable The white dresses worn by either debutante or married ladies may be trimmed with either colored or white flowers according to individual taste.
High Court Dress: dress of silk satin or velvet may be worn at Their Majesties Courts and on other State occasions by ladies to whom from illness infirmity or advancing age the present low Court dress is inappropriate. Bodices in front cut square or heart shaped which may be filled in with white only either transparent or lined at the back high or cut down three quarters height. Sleeves to elbow either thick or transparent. Trains, gloves, and feathers as usual. It is necessary for ladies who wish to appear in High Court Dress to obtain Royal permission through the Lord Chamberlain. This regulation does not apply to ladies who have already received permission to wear high dress.
White gloves only should be worn excepting in case of mourning when black or grey gloves are admissible. As a lady on presentation does not now kiss the Queen’s hand as formerly she did she is not required to remove the right hand glove before entering the Presence Chamber. This order therefore is no longer in force and a lady wearing elbow gloves and bracelets will find it a great convenience not to be to take off her glove.
It was compulsory for both Married and Unmarried Ladies to Wear Plumes. The married lady’s Court plume consisted of three white feathers. An unmarried lady’s of two white feathers. The three white feathers should be mounted as a Prince of Wales plume and worn towards the left hand side of the head. Colored feathers may not be worn. In deep mourning, white feathers must be worn, black feathers are inadmissible.
White veils or lace lappets must be worn with the feathers. The veils should not be longer than 45 inches.
Bouquets are not included in the dress regulations issued by the Lord Chamberlain although they are invariably carried by both married and unmarried ladies. It is thus optional to carry a bouquet or not, and some elderly ladies carry much smaller bouquets than do younger ladies. A fan and a lace pocket handkerchief are also carried by a lady on presentation or on attending a Court but these two items are also altogether optional.
Armed with the proper arsenal, the young lady or new wife was ready to take London by storm. Queen Victoria held her presentations in the afternoon at 3 o’clock, which caused a traffic snarl of monumental proportions. It was common for the débutante to queue up in her carriage for hours down The Mall towards Buckingham Palace, boxed in on both sides by other equipages and the throng of curious onlookers. Then, once she alighted from her carriage, there was another long wait in the close, sweltering palace antechambers, where neither refreshments nor relief were available.
The young lady who persevered to the end, however, got her rewards. Carrying her train over her left arm, she made her way through the groups of attendants to the anteroom or corridor where one of the lords-in-waiting, with his wand, spread out her train she’d let down, and walked forward to the Throne Room.
Her name was announced as she curtsied before the Queen, so low as to almost kneel, and while doing such, she kissed the royal hand extended to her, underneath which she placed her own ungloved right hand. The peeress or daughter of a peer received a kiss from Queen Victoria. When the Princess of Wales stood in for Her Majesty, the lady being presented curtsied only and did not kiss the Princess’s hand. After passing Her Majesty, the débutante curtsied to any of the Princesses near her and retired backwards in what may be called a succession of curtsies until she reached the threshold of the doorway. The official in attendance replaced her train upon her arm and the presentation was complete!
As was stated above, the reception of a kiss on the cheek from the Queen or the gift of one upon her hand was tossed out when Edward VII came to the throne. Other, more important changes were made to the presentation ceremony. Things were sped up by his reign, the drawing rooms and levees switched to the evening and held in June; the telephone used to summon a débutante’s transport, thus easing the traffic; buffet supper, served from tables laid with gold plate helped to revive waiting ladies; and the court photographers were allotted a room for speedy snapshots of the women.

Levées were conducted somewhat on the same plan as that of the Drawing room but were confined exclusively to men who wear uniform or Court dress. Hosted by the Prince of Wales, later the King, those entitled to be presented to H.R.H./H.M. were members of the aristocracy and gentry, the members of the diplomatic courts, the Cabinet and all leading Government officials, Members of Parliament, leading members of the legal profession, the naval and military professions, the leading members of the clerical profession, the leading members of the medical and artistic professions, the leading bankers merchants and members of the Stock Exchange, and persons engaged in commerce on a large scale. An exception to the rule as regards retail trade was made in favor of any person receiving Knighthood ,or when holding the office of Mayor, or being made a Justice of the Peace, or on receiving a Commission in the Territorial forces.
The workings of the levee were similar to those of the drawing rooms: dates announced and names submitted, and specific court dress required:
The Dress to be worn at Courts State Functions and Levees: Full dress uniform is invariably worn by all gentlemen entitled to wear it. All officers Scottish kilted corps should wear the kilt irrespective their being mounted officers or not. Gentlemen who do not wear uniform may wear either velvet Court dress new style; velvet Court dress old style; cloth Court dress.
The new style velvet Court dress is of black silk velvet. The body of the coat lined with white silk and the skirt with black silk. Steel buttons. Waistcoat of white satin or black silk velvet. Breeches of black silk velvet, black silk hose, patent leather shoes, steel buckled, white bow necktie, white gloves, sword, black beaver or silk cocked hat.
The velvet Court dress old style is very similar to the foregoing with the addition of a black silk wig bag at the back of the neck and lace frills and ruffles.
The cloth Court dress consists of a coat of dark mulberry claret or green cloth with black silk linings, gold embroidery on collar, cuffs, and pocket flaps, gilt buttons with Imperial Crown, waistcoat of white corded silk or white Marcella, breeches of cloth color of coat, black silk hose, patent leather shoes, sword, white bow necktie, white gloves, black beaver or silk cocked hat.
On certain days of the year, the so-called Collar days, high diplomatic and distinguished personages wear the collars and badges of the Garter, Thistle, St Patrick, Bath, and other Orders of Knighthood.

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#BookBirthdayBlitz #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #Excerpt : Haunted – Tessa Buckley @matadorbooks

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Today I’m on the ‘Haunted’ blogtour, organized by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Tessa Buckley was an inveterate scribbler as a child, and spent much of her time writing and illustrating stories. After studying Interior Design, she spent fifteen years working for architects and designers. She took up writing again after her young daughter complained that she couldn’t find enough adventure stories to read. This led, in 2016, to the publication of Eye Spy, the first in a series of detective stories for 9-12 year olds, designed to encourage reluctant readers. The second book in the series, Haunted, was a finalist in the Wishing Shelf Book Awards 2017.
Tessa lives with her husband and a large white cat called Pippa. in a town on the Thames estuary, which inspired the seaside setting for the novels. She also writes about health and nutrition, and family history, which has been her passion for many years.

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Synopsis :

Alex doesn’t believe in ghosts, but he is about to have his beliefs challenged…
When Jimmy Devlin asks the twins to investigate the strange things that have been happening at The Priory, Alex seizes the opportunity to prove to his sister that there is no such thing as ghosts. However, it soon becomes clear that unquiet spirits are not the only problem facing the Devlin family.
Are the family servants hiding secrets? Has a valuable ring been stolen, or just mislaid? And what has happened to Jimmy’s missing elder brother, Harry? As the twins and Jimmy try to solve the many mysteries of The Priory, they discover they are dealing with a very dangerous enemy…

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Excerpt :

Teen detectives Alex and Donna are investigating the spooky goings-on at the old priory where their friend, Jimmy Devlin, lives. Here they are waiting for all the adults to leave the house so that they can search the cellar, where the sound of a crying child has been heard.

We shut the door of the office behind us and hurried down the corridor to the hall, where Jimmy put his finger to his lips. “Shhh,” he said. “We need to make sure there’s nobody left around.” We all stood still for a moment and listened, but apart from the soft whirr of the dishwasher in the kitchen, the house was silent. We were on our own at last.
The cellar door was in a corner, underneath the staircase. It looked incredibly old, and was made of thick planks of wood fixed together with metal straps. Jimmy fitted different keys into the keyhole, one after another, trying to find the right one. Whilst he was fiddling around, I had the strange sensation that we were being watched. I told myself that was daft, because we were the only people left in the house, but I still felt uneasy. Then, as Jimmy tried the last key, we heard the lock turn. “Bingo!” he said as the door swung slowly open, revealing a flight of worn stone steps disappearing into inky darkness.
Nobody wanted to be first to go down the steps into the place where all the strange sounds had come from a few days before. Donna broke the silence. “What we need is some light. It’s only scary because it’s so dark.” She fumbled around inside the door and eventually found a light switch. She was right: once the room below was lit up, I couldn’t believe we’d all made such a fuss about going down there. I was about to pull the door shut behind us (just in case anyone returned and caught us snooping), when Jimmy grabbed my arm. “Don’t do that! You can only unlock it from the hall side. We don’t want to get locked in.” He picked up a massive iron doorstop that was lying nearby and positioned it so the door couldn’t quite shut. Then we made our way carefully down the uneven steps.
Immediately in front of us, various pieces of old furniture were lying around. Behind them was a load of metal racks that looked as if they contained Mr Devlin’s collection of vintage wines. The stone walls and stone paving slabs looked very old, and there was a vaulted stone ceiling, like you see in old churches.
Donna shivered. “It’s a bit chilly down here, isn’t it?”
That was an understatement. The hall we had just left was warm from all the sunlight pouring in through the big windows, but in the cellar it was cold enough to have been a winter’s night. “That doesn’t mean anything,” I said, trying to reassure myself. “Cellars are always cold, because they don’t get any sunlight.”
Whilst we were talking, Jimmy was investigating the bottles on the racks. “I never realised Dad had so much wine. Some of these bottles look really old. The labels are so faded you can hardly read them.”
“Never mind that!” Donna said. “We’re supposed to be ghost-hunting, remember? Alex, see if you can get a reading on the EMF meter.”
I got out my phone and switched on the app. Just as I was checking the reading, which was normal, I felt something brush against the back of my leg. I was so startled, I cried out. Donna laughed. “Don’t be silly, Alex! It’s only Boss Cat! He must have found the open door and followed us down here. Fancy being frightened of a cat!”
I felt stupid for over-reacting. Boss Cat pricked up his ears and ran off towards the other end of the cellar, which was shrouded in darkness. I guessed he was earning his keep by trying to catch some rats. I started to move around the cellar, taking EMF readings as I went. Jimmy was still hovering near the wine racks, and Donna had joined him. Then, as I approached the bottom of the stairs, the temperature suddenly went from cold to icy, and the readings on the meter spiked. Jimmy held up a dusty bottle. “Hey, Alex, look at this!” he said, just as there was an ear-splitting yowl. The cat leapt down off the top of the wine rack, knocking the bottle out of Jimmy’s hands as he went, and shot off up the stairs and out of the cellar like a bolt from a crossbow. There was the sound of breaking glass as the bottle hit the floor, then the light went out and the room was plunged into darkness.

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#BlogTour #RandomThingsTours @RandomTTours / #QandAs : Behind The Mask #BehindTheMask – Jeanette Taylor Ford @jeanetteford51

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Today I’m on the ‘Behind The Mask’ blogtour, organized by Random Things Tour.
To promote this book I have a Q&As post, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

I’m a lifetime bookworm! From reading to my children to now creating stories of my own, books have always been a large, important part of my life. Those who have read my stories have enjoyed them, so I finally decided to inflict them upon the world in general. Some of them are ghostly tales, combined with loveable characters and interesting situations which make them ghost stories with a difference. However, I also write children’s stories, the first of which, ‘Robin’s Ring’ is published and I’m working on another Robin story. My new series, The River View Series, presents mild mysteries with a difference – and are set in my beloved Herefordshire.
Much to our youngest daughter’s disgust, I love old buildings, castles, mansions, historical places, especially ruined buildings and they are often the inspiration for my stories.
My retirement from my job as a teaching assistant has given me the opportunity to indulge my love of writing and I ask for no more than to give pleasure to my readers. When not writing, I’m making cards, singing in a ladies’ choir, doing Family History and all sorts of other things. I am married to Tony, a retired teacher, and we have six children and seven grandchildren. We live near Nottingham, England.

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Synopsis :

• Publisher ‏ : ‎ Samona Publishing (11 Mar. 2021)
• Language ‏ : ‎ English
• Paperback ‏ : ‎ 274 pages
• ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 1999310756
• ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1999310752

Gary Roper is a man behind a mask. His wife, Daisy, knows what’s underneath that mask, and finally manages to run away, to establish a new life at River View, working for Lucy Baxter. Roper is determined to find her, but in the meantime, he has to toe the line to his boss, gangster Terence Johns. The many faces of Roper are employed on his journey to find his wife, leaving chaos in his wake. In her place of security, Daisy finds firm friends and a new love, unaware that he, also, wears a mask…

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Hi

First of all thank you very much for taking the time to answer my questions, I really appreciate it. Here we go! 🙂

Can you, for those who don’t know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author?
Hello, I am Jeanette, a retired teaching assistant. I’m married to Tony, a retired teacher, and we have six children, eight grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. We live halfway between Nottingham and Derby.
I’ve always loved writing and over the years I’ve written memories of events in my childhood, many, very long letters, which my parents and grandmother loved, and so on. I really enjoyed the three-year course I took (at the age of 50) to become a teaching assistant because of the writing involved, which was the part most of my fellow students hated! Although I loved my work, I found it somewhat frustrating, trying to help children write stories when I’d found it very easy to write them when I was at school, and found myself wanting to write the stories they’d been asked to do! I connected with the brother of two of my old school mates over the facebook group of the school we’d been to and we talked a lot about writing because it was a mutual interest. We joined a poetry group, then a fast fiction group and each step led us both towards writing a full-length book. I wrote my first one in 2010, quickly followed by three others and a book for children. At that time I had no thoughts of publishing; I felt at the age I was, I didn’t want another career as I’d retired by then, and also felt I didn’t have enough years to wait for a publisher to be interested in me, being well aware of other people’s experience. Then we discovered it was possible to self-publish; David used Lulu and I decided on CreateSpace, which is now Kindle Direct Publishing. I first published in 2014, but it was the fourth book I’d written. David and I supported each other throughout our ventures and I’d published five books by the time he died in Jan 2016. I have now published 12 books for adults and 3 for children. So it seems I do have another career after all.

Which books did/do you love to read as a child/now as a grown-up?
Inevitably, I grew up on Enid Blyton. My favourites were the Famous Five Books and the ‘Mystery’ books. I loved how inventive she was with adventures and also adored the idea of a private island. I’ve read so many books as an adult; I can’t possibly remember them all! I enjoyed ‘nice’ books, such as Rebecca Shaw’s ‘Village’ series, Christine Marion Fraser’s ‘Island’ series, but also, the Angelique books by Sergeane Golon, Anne McCaffrey’s Dragon series, Mary Stewart, Barbara Erskine, Tolkien, The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant by Stephen Donaldson, The Chronicles of Narnia, Harry P and so on. More recently I like Carlos Ruiz Zafon, Kate Mosse, Simon Toyne, Santa Montifiore, and many others. None of these are crime, but I love many crime writers too. We’d be here all day if I named them all!

Is there a writer whose brain you would love to pick for advice? Who would that be and why?
I’m so lucky that I’m in touch, through the magic of Facebook, with many authors, and most of them are very willing to help with advice; they’re such lovely people. I assume you meant writing advice, but I’ve found, since taking on writing a series about crime (for goodness sake, why?) that I already have a wonderful ‘go to’ writer when I need to know anything about police procedures, and everything connected, and that’s the lovely Roger A. Price, who is an ex-detective turned crime writer. He’s always patient and helpful, which I’m so grateful for.

If you could, which fictional character (from your own book(s) or someone else’s) would you like to invite for tea and why?
Oh, that’s a hard one! I’ve read about so many really great characters over the years. But perhaps I might be allowed to be invited for tea by Lucy and Kenny Baxter instead of me inviting them? For two reasons – one, because they live in the gorgeous old farmhouse I once lived in and I’d love to spend some time there again, and two, because Lucy is an amazing cook! But if I went to River View for tea with them, I’d like Tom, Sheila, Joseph, DI Dan and Linda Cooke and DS Grant and his wife, Jenny, to come too. In face, I’d love to meet all the characters in the River View Series, so it would have to be a garden party!

Do you have some rituals or habits whilst writing?
No rituals! But I am prone to nibbling while I write, mostly chocolate or sweets, which I’m trying hard to stop doing because I’ve put on so much weight and my teeth are objecting to it too.

Where do you come up with your idea(s)? Do people in your life need to be worried? 😉
Ha ha! No, so far my people are safe! I admit there are one or two ‘real’ people in the River View series which are cameo roles and included with their permission. I generally find most people are happy to be put in a book and some even ask if they can be a murderer! (None of them want to be victims, strangely.) I think most writers hate to be asked how they get their ideas because often we don’t really know. I suppose in my case, my stories are often inspired by buildings – for instance, my Castell Glas Trilogy was inspired by Gwych Castle, which I fell in love with quite a few years ago, long before ‘I’m a Celebrity’ had anything to do with it, ‘Rosa’, was inspired by Blickling Hall in Norfolk, ‘Bell of Warning’ by ruins of a drowned village off the Norfolk coast, ‘The Ghosts of Roseby Hall’ was inspired by a ruined mansion in Derbyshire and the first one of this River View series was inspired by a the whattle and daub farmhouse I lived in when I was a teenager.

Are you a plotter or do you go with the flow, as a pantser?
I’m both, really. If I get an idea, I will think around it for a while, sometimes weeks, until I know what the story is going to be about. Sometimes, when I begin to write, I only have the beginning and the end and some idea on what will happen throughout the story to bring it to the conclusion. I don’t write notes and I don’t use a story board, I keep it all in my head. To a certain extent, I go with the flow while making sure my desired events happen, but in between, my characters often do what they want. And sometimes, they will insist that some of the planned events come out differently. But as long as it all makes sense in the end, I don’t mind. I do keep notes of the names of my characters and if a timeline is needed, I’ll do one, but I write those things as I go along.

Can you give novice writers some tips (do’s/don’ts)?
Don’t trust any publisher who wants you to pay. If you want to be conventionally published, don’t give up, keep trying. Whether you try for publishing or whether you publish yourself, put as good a quality product out there as you can. Get a good editor and have several proof readers; relying on one proof reader isn’t enough. Also, don’t be put off, after you’ve published, by the one-star review. Remember that we can’t please all the people all the time. Oh, and if you self-publish with Amazon but you dream of having your books in a shop in the UK, don’t use the free ISBN they will offer you. Buy your own.

What are your futureplans as an author?
I try not to look too far ahead, but at the moment, I’m writing River View book 6, which I hope will be out by the end of the year or early next year. Then I’ll be doing book 7, which I intend to be the last book in the series – unless another idea comes up. But I think it’s better to finish a series than to continue flogging a dead horse. I have some other ideas I may try after that but I’m reluctant to talk about them in case they don’t actually happen.

Last, but not least : Can you give my readers one teaser from your book, which is featured here on my blog, please?
Yes, indeed. This is from Chapter 10:

It took half an hour or so to cut the hedge and a further twenty minutes to clear away all the cuttings. She tidied the trimmers away in the shed and went into the house to have a drink of cool water. Then it was back out to the shed where she gathered her gardening gloves, a lightweight fork, her trowel and a plastic bin and began work on a bed at the side of the house. Humming quietly to herself, she pulled out the weeds that had dared to appear between the busy lizzies with the help of the fork. Reaching the other end of the bed, she stopped to admire her work, when a shadow fell over her. She looked up and her heart leaped into her mouth when she saw Gary Roper standing by her.
“What – how did you get in? What do you want? I’ll call my husband!”
“Call him – I don’t care! I got some information the other day – do you want to know what that was?”
She stood up. “Not really, but I think you’re going to tell me. Have you found Daisy?”
“No, I haven’t found Daisy,” he spat. “I found the taxi firm that took her to the station.”
“And?” She held her breath, knowing what was coming, dammit.
“I found out that you lied to me. They picked her up from here – this posh house of yours. So, you lied when you said you hadn’t seen her, didn’t you?”
She said nothing. His large stride took him to her and he grabbed her arms, his fingers digging into her flesh. “Didn’t you?”
Trying not to cry out at the pain, she nodded. “She came to me because you had brutalised her. She couldn’t take any more. You should be in prison, you brute!”
He punched her, full in the face. She felt her nose crunch and screamed as she fell to the ground.
“I told you what would happen if I found out you’d lied to me, police or no police!” She curled in pain as his foot met her stomach. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him pick up the fork. In fear she murmured: ‘Oh, God, no!’ and the moment of agony propelled her into oblivion.

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Roper was shocked when he saw what he’d done in his blinding temper. Eying the woman bleeding at his feet, he took off, running as fast as he could. He’d found his way into the garden from the field behind the house and that was the way he went, pushing through the hawthorn hedge, oblivious to the vicious scratches. His scalp prickled as he heard the loud, unearthly keening of an animal – was it a cat?
He ran across the field, scaring the sheep grazing peacefully, and over the fence into the lane beyond where he’d parked his car.
Hardly had he gained the driver’s seat, when he slammed the car into gear and was off, scattering small stones as the tyres spun, trying to grip the road. He had to get home, fetch his stuff and leave. As soon as the woman was discovered, they’d come for him. He had every intention of not being there when they did.

Isn’t that a great reason to pick up this book and to find out more?!
Thanks once again for this lovely interview, Jeanette Taylor Ford.
Thank you so much for having me.

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Earth 101 Book Tour

Today I’m on the ‘Earth 101’ blogtour, organized by Zooloo’s Book Tours.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Earth 101 is the debut novel from Emae Church, an emerging author, based in the South-West of England, who enjoys the adventure of life with two lovely children, when not saving the world.

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Synopsis :

41fgcQNCldS._SX326_BO1,204,203,200_A missing girl. A world of secrecy. A quest to expose the truth.
Jayne knows they’re gone, but no one else will acknowledge what’s happening.
One by one, they’re systematically erased from existence. No explanations. No missing person’s reports. No search parties.
Something sinister is afoot. Jayne can feel it in her bones. But uncovering the truth will prove difficult, especially when she discovers who and what is behind the devious plot.
As she searches for answers, she grapples with the lingering effects of a head injury, an unexpected forbidden romance, and a strange new reality that changes everything.
Will she uncover the truth, or will she be the next innocent victim?

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Excerpt :

“Jayne. The Principal can suggest no police action is taken, but it is in my right, my duty that I should report this.” He pauses and tilts his chair back slightly, but then lets his weight fall forward with his hands slapping onto the tabletop. I jump at the sound.
“Give me one reason not to call them,” he demands, his words quiet but commanding.
I look towards Mom, and I can see her stiffened posture is both defensive and agitated. She glares at me. “Just answer him, Jayne.”
My hands are gripping the sides of the seat, and my heart is already thumping so loud, it wants to drown out my words. I can’t have the police on my case again. It’s becoming a habit now, and they will arrest me. Car theft and damage. The scene with Chloe’s mom and me escorted home. And now this. What if I’m sent to court? What if the court asks my doctor for a medical statement? She’ll say I’m crazy. Imagining people. Juvi-record and that’s the end of my future if I’m not careful here.
“I was searching for my friends,” I offer, weakly.
The officer retreats into his seat. “Your friends?”
“Jayne,” Mom says under her breath, but it’s loud enough to catch the officer’s gaze.
“Where are your friends?” he asks. “Were they hiding in the office, too?”
“No,” I respond. “They have gone missing from the school, from Dereton. And I hoped to find out something about them in the file systems.”
There I’ve said it. Again. To another person.
His gaze widens for a moment. “Wait. You’re not talking about this, who was it again? Chloe?”
My eyes snap to his when he says her name.
“You remember?” I plead.
“Yeah, I remember—”
“Then I’m not crazy,” I declare and almost laugh. “Nobody believes me when I say she’s my best friend and that she’s gone missing.” I look towards Mom, but she’s not smiling back.
Instead, she looks from me and back to the officer.
“No, Jayne. I remember taking you from your classroom, the other week when you had that… meltdown? About how everyone has been lying to you about your missing friend, Chloe?”
My heart plummets to my stomach.
“What? The… meltdown?” I can hear my shouts and screams from that day in class. The shocked faces.
“Oh…” I slump lower. The security officer breaks the heavy silence. “Jayne. I realise something is going on here, about you, which I’m obviously not a party to.” He sounds sympathetic for once. “But tell me then. Did you find any records on Chloe?”
I shake my head. “No, Chloe or Laura.”
Mom squeezes my shoulder gently. “Let’s leave it there,” she says, gently.
I don’t see the wordless exchange between Mom and the security officer. But in that silence, I am excused.
Mom asks me to wait outside for a moment, and I don’t object.
I’ve said enough.
But in my head, I am screaming. For a split-second then, I thought someone had believed me. That I’m not going crazy and inventing people.
Just for that moment, I had Chloe back.

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#BlogTour @midaspr @amberachoudhary @EyeAndLightning / #Review : The Midas Game (Burton and Lamb #5) #TheMidasGame #BurtonAndLamb – Abi Silver @abisilver16

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About the Author :

I cannot remember a time when I was not writing stories. Growing up with a house full of books (my parents were teachers), I was inspired from an early age to believe I could join the ranks of my heroes.
I grew up in Leeds and studied in Cambridge before settling down to a legal career in London. I travelled extensively through Asia, South America and Australia and lived in Israel. Being an ‘outsider’ (as you frequently are when you travel or live overseas) makes you a wonderful people-watcher and it certainly informed my writing. I now live in Hertfordshire with my husband and three sons.

Synopsis :

WAS VIRTUAL KILLING JUST THE BEGINNING?
When eminent psychiatrist Dr Liz Sullivan is found dead in her bed, suspicion falls on local gamer and YouTube celebrity Jaden ‘JD’ Dodds. Did he target her because of her anti-gaming views and the work she undertook to expose the dangers of playing online games? And what was her connection with Valiant, an independent game manufacturer about to hit the big time, and its volatile boss?
Judith Burton and Constance Lamb team up once more to defend JD when no one else is on his side. But just because he makes a living killing people on screen doesn’t mean he’d do it in real life. Or does it?

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Review :

‘The Midas Game’ by Abi Silver is the 5th book in the ‘Burton & Lamb’ series and although this series had already caught my eye before this one became my ‘debut’ so to speak.
I know it’s something that you shouldn’t be doing as you may find yourself smack in the middle of already great developed relationships between the characters, but here it really didn’t bother me at all.
Yes, the main characters have a past together as they’ve already been on 4 other cases without me, yet I had the feeling of reading a standalone novel and that’s something I greatly appreciate.
This said I must confess that it took me some time to get hooked, especially because I didn’t like the first chapter and than there was this Luke personae I found a bit weird with his rhyming words.
A few chapters in however I became addicted to reading and I couldn’t stop until I finished the whole thing and that says a lot about the author in my opinion.
She has some great main characters and her writing is easy flowing and engaging, plus she has chosen, for me at least, an interesting topic as I was a bit of Mario Bros addict myself as I was younger!
I still like to play on-line games now and then, and although I’m not like some people in this book, I can relate to becoming addicted somehow and I guess that made it a compelling read for me.
A courtroom thriller / mystery that I truly recommend as it’s very accessible with some lovely twists to keep you guessing about the accused being guilty or innocent.
I will certainly read more ‘Burton & Lamb’ in the future as I was right putting this author on my wishlist.

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#BlogTour #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #Excerpt : Love Me Tender (DI Sterling Book 5) – Lorraine Mace @lomace @AccentPress

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Today I’m on the ‘Love Me Tender’ blogtour, organized by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Born and raised in South East London, Lorraine lived and worked in South Africa, on the Island of Gozo and in France before settling on the Costa del Sol in Spain. She lives with her partner in a traditional Spanish village inland from the coast and enjoys sampling the regional dishes and ever-changing tapas in the local bars. Her knowledge of Spanish is expanding. To stop her waistline from doing the same, she runs five times a week.
Author of the D.I. Sterling series of novels, Lorraine has been engaged in many writing-related activities. A columnist for Writing Magazine, she has recently stepped down from writing two columns for Writers’ Forum and also her role as head judge of the magazine’s monthly fiction competitions in order to concentrate on her own writing. She is currently writing two standalone psychological thrillers for Headline Accent.
She also runs her own private critique and author mentoring service.

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Synopsis :

IF HE WANTS YOU … THERE’S NO ESCAPE.
A brutal murder …
Responding to a tip-off, newly promoted Detective Chief Inspector Paolo Sterling arrives at an apartment block to find the dismembered body of a young woman. And with no indication of a break-in, all signs suggest the killer was known to her.
An abduction in plain sight …
Then the victim’s friend is snatched with no witnesses and the unanswered questions mount up.
At the same time, Sterling’s team are leading the surveillance of a local club, thought to be involved in a drug operation. But when one of his colleagues ends up in hospital close to death, Paolo begins to lose his grip.
A detective on the edge …
With the odds stacked against him, and time running out, can DCI Sterling uncover the truth before it’s too late? Or will this case finally tip him over the edge?

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Excerpt :

Where was it? Where had Grandpa hidden it? From the moment the bastard had stopped breathing, Boy had been searching. He’d already spent hours turning Grandpa’s room inside out, but he wasn’t ready to give up. It would be here somewhere, he knew it. The old man would never have thrown it away. He stood in the middle of the bedroom, shifting his weight from one side to the other, the floorboards creaking in protest. A waft of sickly sweet odours assailed his nostrils, reminding him he didn’t have long before the undertakers would arrive. Funny to think the people Grandpa had employed and abused would now be responsible for sending him off. The old bastard had made their lives hell while he’d been alive. Now was their opportunity for payback and he wouldn’t blame them if they took it.
Boy glared at Grandpa’s corpse, lying in comfortable state on the bed.
“Where did you put the box?” he hissed. “I know you would never have chucked it out.”
The stench made him gag; he wished he’d turned the heating off in this room, but he couldn’t give up the search – not until he’d found it. The box would be in here somewhere. Maybe the wardrobe had a false back, he thought, turning towards it. As he spun, the rug caught his heel and he fell, tumbling down in a heap. Just as well the old man was dead, otherwise he would have had to listen to another of Grandpa’s lectures on how fucking useless he was.
He pulled himself upright and then reached down to straighten the rug. That’s when he knew he’d hit the jackpot. The floorboards didn’t quite meet as they should. He put his fingers into a well-worn groove and lifted out a loose section of wood. As he’d suspected, Grandpa had been hiding money away from the taxman. A large cashbox took up most of the space and Boy knew just where to find the key to it, but money wasn’t the prize he wanted.
Hands shaking, he pulled out the Tupperware sitting next to the cashbox. The plastic container was empty, but still stained with her blood. This was it – his holy grail.
Boy sat cross-legged next to the bed, no longer bothered by the smell, and hugged the container, allowing his memories to flow.
He’d just turned fourteen when Grandpa had brought Grammy’s heart home in this box.

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#BlogTour #RachelsRandomResources @rararesources / #QandAs : The Devil’s Tune – Fran Kempton

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Today I’m on the ‘The Devil’s Tune’ blogtour, organized by Rachel’s Random Resources.
To promote this book I have a Q&As post, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Frances Kempton is a reclusive writer fleeing from the clutches of Jane Austen.
She has an obsession with Italy. This is the first book in an Italian trilogy.

 

Synopsis :

Carlo Gesualdo, prince, composer and murderer has his wife and her lover killed in Naples in 1590. The wife’s maidservant, Laura Scala, witnesses the events and vowes to avenge her mistress.
The princess, Donna Maria d’Avalos, rescued Laura in Sicily after she had been raped at the age of thirteen. Laura devotes her life to her saviour and after the murders she spends years of her life trying to be revenged on the musical prince.
The scene moves from Sicily to Naples and Venice, back to Naples and finally to the New World. Laura believes she is carrying a curse. Everyone she becomes involved with appears to suffers misfortune and death.
A Jewish girl in the Venetian ghetto is kidnapped and sold into the Sultan’s harem, Laura’s daughter is placed in an orphanage without her knowledge, the artist Caravaggio uses Laura as a model and meets a tragic end.
Three beautiful pearls given to Laura by her mistress play a part in the story. Is Laura really cursed – or is it her connection with the murderous prince who dabbles in the occult?
A gypsy woman is burned at the stake, a Venetian gondolier meets a mysterious fate and Laura becomes a skilled herbalist and poisoner by default before the story ends in the New World. The background to these events is the strange and compelling music of Gesualdo.

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Q&A :

Hi

First of all thank you very much for taking the time to answer my questions, I really appreciate it. Here we go! 🙂

Can you, for those who don’t know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author?
I have always scribbled stories since I was a child. Later, I progressed from being a journalist and an advertising copywriter to writing novels.

Which books did/do you love to read as a child/now as a grown-up?
My first love was a series of books about a bear called Mary Plain-long out of print, I expect, but just as lovable as Paddington!. Today, I read a lot of crime-favourites include Robert Goddard and Ian Rankin as well as the Queens of Crime.

Is there a writer whose brain you would love to pick for advice? Who would that be and why?
Robert Goddard, the crime writer, because I admire his fiendish plotting.

If you could, which fictional character (from your own book(s) or someone else’s) would you like to invite for tea and why?
Lydia Bennet and Mr Darcy-if I could get both of them, sparks would fly.

Do you have some rituals or habits whilst writing?
The usual cups of coffee and tea, enough sharp pencils. I’ve given up the chocolate.

Where do you come up with your idea(s)? Do people in your life need to be worried? 😉
I am often inspired by places, incidents in history and strange characters. Most people I know do not need to be worried.

Are you a plotter or do you go with the flow, as a pantser?
I’m a mixture-I’m very sure about beginnings and ends-middle parts are often instinctive.

Can you give novice writers some tips (do’s/don’ts)?
Persevere and read, read, read.

What are your future plans as an author?
I want to complete the Italian trilogy featuring
1. A composer (Carlo Gesualdo)
2. An artist (Artemisia Gentileschi)
3. A dancer (Marie Taglioni-the first ballerina).

Last, but not least : Can you give my readers one teaser from your book, which is featured here on my blog, please?
The Devil’s Tune-music, murder, and revenge. A humble maidservant avenges her mistress’s murder – or does she?

“Chiaia: It all began in that place, twenty aristocrats, rich as sin and with nothing to do except intrigue with each other and make love with someone’s spouse. Trouble was bound to happen.”

Isn’t that a great reason to pick up this book and to find out more?!
Thanks once again for this lovely interview, Fran Kempton.

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Today I’m on the ‘Nine Lives’ blogtour, organized by Zooloo’s Book Tours.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.

About the Author :

Kevin McManus Author Photo(1)Kevin McManus is an Irish author. He primarily writes Crime Fiction novels but also delves into writing poetry and short stories. He lives in County Leitrim in Western Ireland with his wife Mary and their dog Jack. He works by day as a secondary school teacher. Kevin has produced a series of novels featuring an Irish Detective called Ray Logue and a series based around a New York Detective called John Morrigan. His debut novel published in 2016 was “The Whole of the Moon”. In a previous incarnation, Kevin was a bass guitarist in several rock bands for over twenty year. Kevin is a supporter of Aston Villa FC which has caused him to age prematurely.

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Nine Lives BookIn Western Ireland in 1979, Hazel Devereaux, a student of Trinity College in Dublin, goes missing while working at a summer job. Six months later her body is discovered in a shallow grave. A line from a poem by Edgar Allan Poe entitled “A Paean” is discovered in an envelope at the house Hazel was renting.
Could this be a calling card of the murderer?
Thirty years later, Detective Ray Logue discovers that a series of murders in Boston appear to be connected to the killings in 1979. Each victim also received a line from the poem by Edgar Allan Poe delivered to their homes.
It becomes evident that a serial killer is at work and has claimed seven lives so far.
The murderer kills two victims every ten years, always on a year ending in nine and always on the same dates in June and December. If he follows the same pattern, he will kill again in less than a fortnight.
Ray Logue is dispatched to Boston to work alongside Detective Olivia Callaghan and Inspector Sam Harper to discover the identity of the murderer and to stop him before he strikes again. Logue’s ‘bull in a china shop’ policing method brings him into conflict with Sam Harper’s more calculated and measured approach.
As a result, trying to work together becomes almost as challenging as catching the serial killer.
But catch a killer they must.

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Excerpt :

“We discovered on Hazel’s wrist a bracelet with the words To Hazel from Paul inscribed on it. Was she having a relationship with anybody called Paul from here in Dublin? One of the locals in Blairstown told me that she was going out with a young man she knew from Trinity and that he used to come down to see her some weekends.”
“Paul? No, sorry, again I have no idea. God, you must think I was a very irresponsible father because I have no notion of who my daughter was seeing.”
“Not at all, as you said she was a typical student, she liked to socialise and meet people.
“Did Hazel keep a diary by any chance, or maybe a little notebook that she stored her friend’s phone numbers or addresses in?”
“Yes, she did, I have it upstairs, you’re welcome to look through it, just hold on a moment,” Colin said as he got up from his chair and left the room.
Mulcahy could hear the heavy steps of the doctor climbing the stairs and walking on a creaking wooden floor above the drawing room. The footsteps stopped for a minute and then he heard them coming down the stairs again.
“Here you are, Jim, this was on her bedside locker,” Colin said, passing the detective a small hardback notebook with a cover embellished with a red and yellow floral design.
“Thanks, Colin, do you mind if I hold onto it for a week or so just to check it thoroughly?”
“Sure, that’s fine…There was something else… look, maybe it’s nothing,” Colin said, holding out a small piece of notepaper he had taken out of his pocket.
“What is it? As I said, the least little item or information could make all the difference.”
“When Vanessa and I went to Blairstown to collect Hazel’s belongings, after the Guards said it was okay to do so, of course, I discovered this peculiar note. It was in a small envelope that was ripped open. I found the envelope in a drawer in the kitchen. The envelope was addressed to Hazel. It just said, Hazel Devereaux, on it. It didn’t have the house address. So maybe it was just pushed through the letterbox.”
“What did the note say?” Mulcahy said impatiently.
“Here, you read it,” Colin said.
“The solemn song be sung,” Mulcahy read, holding out the note in front of him.
“The solemn song be sung,” Colin repeated, having obviously memorised the line because he had read it and pondered over it so often.
“Does that mean anything to you?” Mulcahy asked.
“No, I have no idea what the significance of it is, I was hoping that you might know.”
“It could be a line from a popular song maybe, but I’m not sure, to be honest with you. I’ll have to check it out.”
“Do you think it could be linked to the murderer?”

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#Review : Wraithwood (The Wraithwood Trilogy #1) #Wraithwood – Alyssa Roat @alyssawrote

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About the Author :

newer headshotAlyssa Roat has worked in a wide variety of roles within the publishing industry as an agent, editor, writer, and marketer. She is the publicity manager at Mountain Brook Ink and Mountain Brook Fire, a former associate literary agent at Cyle Young Literary Elite, an editor with Sherpa Editing Services, and a freelance writer with 200+ bylines in local, national, and international publications.
Alyssa is the co-author with Hope Bolinger of the YA superhero chat fiction romance Dear Hero and the sequel, Dear Henchman (May 2021). Her name is a pun, which means you can learn more about her at www.alyssawrote.com or on Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook as @alyssawrote.

Synopsis :

Title: Wraithwood (The Wraithwood Trilogy #1)
Publisher: Mountain Brook Fire
Author: Alyssa Roat
Release Date: July 15, 2021

WraithwoodFrontFinalAn estranged uncle, a mysterious mansion, and Arthurian legend—together they lead to a world of magic and bloodthirsty wizards who want teenage Brinnie dead.
Brynna “Brinnie” Lane has always lived a quiet life under the watchful eye of her hovering mother—until she’s sent off for the summer to live with an uncle she didn’t know she had. While her parents get to travel across the globe, she’ll be spending three months in the middle of nowhere: upstate New York. It looks like she might spend the entire summer friendless with her nose in a book.
However, she soon finds that Wraithwood Estate, her uncle’s creepy old mansion, holds as many secrets as the man himself. When Brinnie is warned not to explore any of it, her curiosity only grows. As unnatural events take place and Brinnie hears whispers of a hidden war, she must unravel the truth about her family’s mysterious past if she wants to survive.
Something terrible happened at Wraithwood thirty years ago, and Brinnie is determined to find out what—even if it means confronting the possibility that magic is real.

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Review :

Undoubtedly I’m not in the right age range anymore for ‘Wraithwood’ by Alyssa Roat, but I can’t say anything less than I enjoyed this tale.
Pleasantly written it made for a rather quick read recommendable for any girl or boy in their early teens that likes fantasy with some great fun, mystery and a fair amount of action.
I’m convinced that they certainly would relate to Brinnie who’s a believable character as she behaves her age and is very likeable and great to have as a companion on this adventure.
For me personally however I would like to have more of the Arthurian legend intertwined in the story from the get-go or just maybe left it for what it was.
I’m saying that because I’m convinced that the plot itself is authentic enough and strong on it’s own to not need it.
On the other hand, it may peek teenager’s interest to read the real deal too and that’s something I can only recommend they do!
Can’t say anything more than that the author has something great in her hands and that I’m looking forward to discovering what will happen next.

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