When builder Terry Johnson spots what he thinks is a bargain he
can’t resist but to succumb to temptation. The large, detached house stands on
the side of a railway track and would be perfect for his needs … and it’s
But Billington Manor has a very tainted history, and the grounds upon which it stands were part of an unsolved murder back in the 1850s. Terry is about to discover that the road to hell is not always paved with good intentions.
Based upon a true incident, Ryder On The Storm is a stand-alone supernatural crime novella from the author of the IMP series, featuring desk sergeant Maurice Cragg.
His head was all over the place, not to mention his stomach. If he’d eaten anything at all he was sure it would have reappeared. Pins and needles raced up and down both his arms.
What the fuck had he walked into? Was George a ghost? Was he being haunted? Is that what the Billingtons had been on about when they said “he’d” take care of the place. And who exactly were the Billingtons? What part did they play in it all?
Excerpt from Ryder OnThe Storm – Ray Clark.
I received a copy of this book from the author in return for an honest review.
The blurb for the first story in this book intrigued me. I like stories with a supernatural element. This story starts in the past with the discovery of a body. Then in the present day, a builder is viewing an old house with a view to redevelopment. The elderly couple are strange and the logistics of the sale is similarly odd, but the builder’s eyes are focused on profit.
What follows is suspenseful and dark. I read it through twice, and the second time it resonated. The twist of the story is a popular one, but it is effectively used here. The more you think about it, the darker it becomes.
The other three short stories feature the author’s characters from the IMP series, which I haven’t read. The first two are Agatha Christie-style murder mysteries. Each is prefaced with an author’s note detailing how the story came about. This has intrinsic interest and puts each short story in context.The stories are well-plotted with complex characters and decent twists. All have engaging settings. Each delivers a good murder-mystery, and police procedural genre story.
I enjoyed reading all of these stories, perhaps the last three short stories are my favourite, and make me want to read the IMP series.
The British Fantasy Society published Ray Clark’s first work in 1995 – Manitou Man: The World of Graham Masterton, was nominated for both the World and British Fantasy Awards. In 2009, Ray’s short story, Promises To Keep, made the final shortlist for the best short story award from The Tom Howard Foundation. Ray is based in Goole and has set his Gardener and Reilly crime series in nearby Leeds.
A family ripped asunder. A terrible secret lurks in a thrilling novel of love, grief, and mystery.
Patrick thought his grandfather, John, died before he was born. In later life, he finds out that it wasn’t true. For the first five years of Patrick’s life, they stayed in the same small village. So why were they kept apart?
Patrick wishes to search the past to find the reason – but only if he can be united with his young daughter first. And that means bringing her home to Scotland. It means journeying to France to take her away from the care of her mother, Patrick’s ex-wife.
In 1915, with the war raging in Europe, John is a young man working on the family farm. Not yet old enough to enlist but aware of its looming threat, he meets Catherine. But his attempts at courtship end suddenly when an accident rips his life apart.
Told in alternate chapters, set, mainly, in South-West Scotland, this is the dramatic story of Patrick, interwoven with John’s traumatic life.
I received a copy of this book from the author in return for an honest review.
Two men, in two time periods, both battle against their demons and life’s injustices. Patrick and John are related, and Patrick is on a quest to explore the mystery surrounding his grandfather.
Patrick is confused and unhappy, his marriage to a younger woman ends badly, and he loses contact with his daughter. His plan to reunite with her is the focus of his story. His need to find out what happened to his Grandfather equates to his need to find parallels and assume some control in his own life.
John’ story is set in Scotland during the early twentieth century. The setting and historical details of this time period are interesting and bring John’s character to life. His story is poignant. The ominous presence of World War 1, is another claustrophobic element in this part of the story.
The stories are well written and the mystery is carefully revealed, in a plot that has many twists. The male characters are complex and realistic. The female characters are much more simply drawn, perhaps because they are seen from John and Patrick’s point of view, and they both lack an intrinsic understanding of what motivates them?
A deep, and sometimes dark story of two men’s lives, with a good mystery to solve and an overriding theme of sadness and loss.
Guest Post – RR Gall – Two Tides To Turn
How Stressed Are you?
The candle is wicked. The man is rugged.
The dignitary is present to present the present to the present champion. It is
the timekeeper’s job to record the latest record.
This has been bothering me for a while now
– the lack of guidance. And I take my hat off to anyone trying to come to grips
with the rather tricky, awkward language of English. It must be extremely
difficult when given no direction on where to stress certain words. In some
ways, it is amazing how this language has become so prevalent. At the moment, more
people speak it than any other – approximately 2 billion – with native speakers
by far in the minority.
A quick scan through other languages shows
that many have steady rules on where the emphasis should be. In Spanish, unless
indicated by an accent, the stress is on the penultimate syllable if the word
ends in a vowel, or if there is a vowel followed by the letter ‘s’ or ‘n’. If
not, the stress will be on the last syllable.
In Italian, again if there is no
direction, the stress tends to be on the penultimate syllable.
And in Greek, it appears they take no
chances, shovelling on more accents than coal on the Flying Scotsman, but with
the rule that only the last three syllables are ripe, and can be picked, for stressing.
In English, we are left to fend for
One bright aspect though, I hope I’m right
in saying, is that our lack of rules makes English ideally suited for cryptic
crosswords. Such crosswords do exist in other languages, but only in a handful
of them – German, Hebrew, Italian, Hindi, and a few others.
Back to the start then. How did you get on
with the sentences?
The candle has a wick. The candle is
wicked(1) (one syllable, pronounce like tricked).
The man has a rug (or toupee, hairpiece).
The man is rugged(1) (like hugged).
(Are there any rugged(2) men who are
rugged(1)? Perhaps not – or maybe is a matter of taste. I’ll leave you to come
to a conclusion on that.)
Is beloved always a (3) or can it go to (2)?
What about crooked and aged? You might be able to come up with a few of your
own. If you do, I wouldn’t mind hearing them as I am preparing a more extensive
Wait a minute! Oh, no. Just as I was about
to pat myself on the back with my new aid to indicate pronunciation, up steps the
next sentence, and my method falls flat on its face, no use to anyone. Why didn’t
I just write: the dignitary is here to hand over the gift to the current
champion? It would have saved any confusion. Never mind.
But don’t get me started on some other baffling
In 1875, the Punch Magazine highlighted the number of different ways the letters ‘ough’ could be said in English with this sentence: “A rough-coated, dough-faced ploughman strode, coughing and hiccoughing, thoughtfully through the streets of Scarborough.”
So am I stressed about all this? A little.
And I’ll say again, to anyone taking on my native language, I doff my hat to those
learning or learned – now is that ‘learned’ with a (1) or a (2)?
RR Gall lives in Scotland and is the author of: The Case of the Pig in the Evening Suit, The Case of Colourful Clothes and Kilts, The Case of the Hermit’s Guest Bedroom Two Tides To Turn, A Different Place to Die, Only the Living Can Die.
Coronation hears of the murders before she even reaches the slave port of Bristol – six boys found with their throats slit. Horrified, she questions the locals’ readiness to blame the killings on Red John, a travelling-man few have actually seen. Coronation yearns to know more about the mystery. But first, she has to outsmart the bawds, thieves and rakes who prey on young girls like her: fresh from the countryside and desperate for work. When the murderer strikes shockingly close to Coronation, she schemes eavesdrops and spies on all around her until the shameful truth is out.
I received a copy of this book from Hookline Books in return for an honest review
I hope this is going to be a series.
Coronation (Corrie) the main protagonist is enigmatic, despite her youth. Her courage, cleverness, and compassion make her the perfect amateur sleuth and social activist. The historical setting is so well-drawn. It transports the reader to 18th Century Bristol on so many levels; criminal, economic, political, sensory and social class are all explored here. The vast disparity between the rich and the poor is clear. The setting is authentic and believable because of the author’s obvious knowledge and love of it.
From the first page, where Corrie is crammed in a coach bound for Bristol, It’s so atmospheric, you can visualise, the dilapidated interior, the appearance and manner of her travelling companions and the authenticity of their conversation. The story is told from her perspective, from a first-person point of view. This works well for historical fiction. It allows the reader to see the sights, sound and smells of Bristol, in a personalised way, making them more realistic.
The murder mystery is alluded to at the beginning, but this element of the plot forms the latter part of the story. The former part providing the necessary world-building and characterisation to make the story work. The mystery is plotted well and makes this element of the story satisfying.
‘A Pair of Sharp Eyes’ is a vividly portrayed historical fiction novel, fused with elements of mystery and crime fiction, the plot and setting sparkle with originality. As do the authentically created characters and a first-hand account of 18th Century Bristol and its ethos. A recommended read for historical fiction readers.
Kat Armstrong grew up in Bristol and became an English lecturer after writing a doctoral thesis on eighteenth-century fiction at the University of Oxford. She has an MA in Creative Writing from the University of Manchester and has written articles for The Guardian as well as a scholarly study of Daniel Defoe.
Kat’s debut novel, A Pair of Sharp Eyes, was published by Hookline Books in September 2019.
I received a copy of this book from Aria – Head of Zeus Books in return for an honest review.
I love stories that have an element of serendipity, and this story of four people, seemingly unconnected, is an engaging read. It follows Caro, Cammy, Lila and Bernadette through 24 hours just before Christmas. Some of the characters feature in other books, so if you are a fan of this author, like me, you may recognise them.
The day is divided into time slots, and each of the four main protagonists has a chapter within. As the story progresses, the reader realises they are connected, and eventually so do they. All of the main characters are complex and realistic. Some have more flaws than others, but they are all relatable, and most are easy to empathise.
The plot is cleverly written, it all fits together and the coincidences are realistic. Coupled with the beautifully written characters, the emotion and poignancy of the story make this is a page-turner that you won’t easily, put down.
The ending is satisfying, it fits, and everyone gets the outcome they deserve.
Guest Post –Christmas Blog – Shari Low – One Day In Winter
Confession time! I’m one of those people who has a Countdown To Christmas clock and I check it regularly. Please don’t judge me. I know that I’m supposed to harrumph in disapproval at the frivolity and commercialisation of the festive season, but the truth is I love every flashing-elf-hat, neon-reindeer-on-my-roof, pass-me-a-red-hankie-because-I’m-going-to-watch-It’s-A-Wonderful-Life moment of it.
I embrace the tat and naffness of the season because I absolutely believe that there is no day that isn’t made better by a Santa snow globe.
On the first of December, I break out my favourite Christmas sweatshirt – the one that announces in large letters that I’m a Gangsta Wrapper.
I know the names of all the reindeers: Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, Rudolph, Argos, Visa and Mastercard.
And now that my two little yuletide thespians have flown the nest (one who delivered a memorable performance as the third sheep from the left, and the other who had a starring role as that well known Biblical character, Humph the Camel), the younger members of my extended family know that I’m a shoo-in for a ticket and some enthusiastic audience participation if they invite me to their nativity play.
But my very favourite pastime during the season of goodwill? Deck the halls with big blooming piles of Christmas novels.
When I decided to write my first December-time book, One Day In Winter, I knew that I wanted to write stories that came together like a big pile of surprises under a tree.
The novel follows four characters over the course of a 24 hour period on the Friday before Christmas. Caro sets off on a quest to find out if her relationship with her father has been based on a lifetime of lies. Lila decides to tell her lover’s wife of their secret affair. Cammy is on the way to pick up the ring for a proposal to the woman he loves. And Bernadette vows to walk away from her controlling husband of 30 years. As the hours’ pass, their lives intertwine and connections are revealed, with lots of shocks, twists and dramas along the way.
When it first came out in ebook, One Day In Winter was a number one bestseller, so I’m thrilled that it’s now being released in a glossy, shiny, gorgeous paperback.
I hope readers will love it because it makes them laugh, cry and captivates them from beginning to end.
And the extra little gift that the book delivers?
After the last page is turned, it makes the perfect stand for that Santa snow globe.
One Day In Winter is published by Aria in ebook and paperback.
Extract From One Day In Winter – Shari Low
When Gran and Granda
passed away, their house had been left jointly to Mum and her sister, Auntie
Pearl. When Auntie Pearl married and moved out, they’d worked out a rental
agreement and Mum had stayed behind, living on her own until she’d met Jack
Anderson at college, got pregnant, married him and he’d carried her over the
threshold into the home she’d already lived in for twenty-two years.
Not that Caro could
ever remember him being there full-time. He probably was for the first few
years, but then he’d capitalised on the oil boom, and ever since then he’d been
gone more than he’d been home. Some months he’d be home for a few days,
sometimes two weeks, rarely more. She’d never felt neglected or that she was
losing out in any way. It was what she’d always been used to and, as Mum always
said, just one of the sacrifices they had to make because Dad had a Very
The payback for the
sacrifice? A couple of years ago, just as her parents should have been starting
to contemplate cruises and bucket lists for their early retirement, Jack
Anderson had walked out of the door to go to his Very Important Job and he’d
never come back.
Caro felt the familiar
inner rage start to build now and she squashed it back down. He’d left them a
week before her thirtieth birthday, so she was old enough to process her
parents splitting up by some mutual consent. Yet she couldn’t. Because it
wasn’t mutual and he’d bolted when her mother had needed him most, walked out
to a new life and he hadn’t looked back.
For a long time, Caro
didn’t understand why.
Only now, did she
realise that on the Importance scale, the job was up there with his Very
She still didn’t
believe it to be true.
She must be wrong.
Yet, here she was,
sitting on a train, on a cold December morning, on her way to Glasgow.
She pulled her iPad
out of her satchel, logged on to the train’s Wi-Fi, then flicked on to the
Facebook page she’d looked at a thousand times in the last few weeks.
It was one of those
coincidental flukes that had taken her to it in the first place.
It had been late at
night, and she’d been sitting beside her mum’s bed in the hospital, feeling
like she’d been battered by the storm that was raging outside. She shouldn’t
even have been there because it was outside of visiting time, but the nurses
overlooked her presence because her mum was in a private room at the end of a
corridor, and they made exceptions when it came to patients at this stage in
their lives. Yvonne’s eyes were closed, her body still, but Caro wanted to
stay, whether Yvonne knew she was there or not. It was the first night of the
October school holiday, so she didn’t have to get up early to be the
responsible Miss Anderson for a class of eleven-year-olds the next morning.
Instead, she could
just be Caro, sitting there passing the time catching up with Facebook. She
only dipped in and out of it every few weeks, caught up with a Carpool Karaoke,
the launch of a new book, or maybe a movie trailer.
A promotional link
appeared for the new Simple Minds tour, twenty dates around the country, yet
another band riding the nostalgic affection for the eighties and nineties.
Before she could stop
it, the opening bars of Jim Kerr’s voice belting out ‘Don’t You Forget About
Me’ flooded her head and she felt the bite of a sharp-toothed memory. Her dad
had been a big fan, their music playing alongside Oasis and Blur on his CD
player when he was home or in the car on the few mornings he was around to take
her to school, and that had been his favourite song.
The irony in the title didn’t escape her. Don’t You Forget About Me. If only she could forget he ever existed, then she wouldn’t have to deal with the soul-sucking fury that he wasn’t here.
Low is the No1 best-selling author of over 20 novels, including One Day In Winter, A Life Without You, The
Story Of Our Life, With Or Without You, Another Day In Winter and her
latest release, This Is Me.
And because she likes to over-share toe-curling moments and hapless disasters, she is also the shameless mother behind a collection of parenthood memories called Because Mummy Said So. Once upon a time she met a guy, got engaged after a week, and twenty-something years later she lives near Glasgow with her husband, a labradoodle, and two teenagers who think she’s fairly embarrassing except when they need a lift.
He wasn’t always a killer. At first, he just wanted to talk.
D.C. Charlie Stafford has an odd case on her hands. And it may be her toughest one yet.
A burglar who isn’t
interested in valuables, the subject of Operation Greystream is a strange but
smooth operator. In the dead of the night, gloved and masked, he visits the
elderly. He doesn’t hurt them and, if they beg, he won’t take anything of real
value. All he wants is conversation… and they’re powerless to refuse him.
But then 87-year-old Florence Briarly is found by her friend, cold to the touch and neatly, too neatly, tucked into bed. And Charlie realises this case has taken a sinister, urgent turn. Now, this stealthy burglar has had a taste of murder, it’s only a matter of time until he craves it again…
I received a copy of this book from Aria via NetGalley in return for an honest review.
Another exciting range of investigations for DC Charlie Stafford and her colleagues. This book illustrates the problems faced by detectives, the procedures that must be followed and how the law can sometimes work against them, It is its authenticity that makes this such a readable crime thriller.There are also moral questions explored in this story. Can something be illegal, yet in most people’s eyes morally right?
There are multiple crimes for the team to solve in this book, which shows the complexity of modern police work, and the many competing demands they have to satisfy, with often limited resources.Mistakes are made, which have consequences, and the team have to live with this
Whilst, the overt violence is less than in previous stories, the trauma that the victims suffer is palpable and well described. This is also a family drama. How do family members react, when someone they know and love becomes a criminal or a victim? Can this, sometimes, misguided loyalty, impede the police investigation? Suspense builds with each crime, and it is only the relentless, painstaking detection and forensic evidence that will solve the crimes.
This reads as a standalone, but if you enjoy authentic police procedurals, with believable family drama and complex characters, read the series.
Guest Post – Sarah Flint – Daddy’s Girls
It’s been a long, but exciting year!
Well, it’s been just over 13 months since ‘Broken
Dolls’ was published and boy, what a year!
In that time, I’ve written ‘Daddy’s Girls’ and a new
standalone book, (yet to be revealed) travelled New Zealand, Australia and the
UK and beaten breast cancer – not necessarily in that order!
I think I said in my last blog post that with the smooth comes the rough – and my rough was a fairly hefty dose of hospital admissions and treatment. The smooth, was hearing that I was fully cured of my cancer, and meeting an incredibly courageous lady on my ward, who gave me the thrill of actually finding a total stranger who had read all my books – for the first time ever. The rough to that meeting was that within a fortnight I heard she had sadly died, but I will always remember her bravery and fortitude and the time I spent chatting with her and her lovely husband.
On that note, during my travels I’ve also met some
fantastic people; both personally and professionally, who have become friends,
fans and followers and I count you, as avid readers, bloggers and tweeters,
among them. From my local writers group, to contributors and visitors at
Bristol CrimeFest it has been amazing to hear your stories. You have all been
an incredible support during this year and I have heard from many who have, or
are, going through similar tribulations and have very much appreciated your
motivational offerings and words of wisdom. I hope I can now do the same in
Thank you x
When thinking about my friends and family, my thoughts
always return to a similar theme. What would you do to save, protect or avenge
a family member or good friend? Would you be prepared to lie for them, or even
die for them? It’s a theme that drove ‘Daddy’s Girls’, and has steered my
Thomas Houghton was loosely based on a suspect I
arrested during my time as a police officer in the Metropolitan Police. The
man’s history fascinated me as he had very few, and very minor criminal convictions,
yet he appeared to have committed the most heinous burglary and knife-point rape
imaginable. What drove him to commit that crime? And why had the man’s daughter
been prepared to lie and even take on a false identity herself, in order to
cover for him? Was it love, fear or simply bewilderment that compelled her ill-conceived
Out of those questions came ‘Daddy’s Girls’, a story
that evolved in order to provide a fictional reason for the man’s actions – his
decline into drugs, mental illness and criminality – and the imaginary outcome
for both he and his daughter.
I witnessed my own mother’s battle with multiple sclerosis,
so I know how devastating it can be to watch someone you love change from an
outgoing, active person to someone unable to walk, talk or feed themselves. The
toll on carers, physically, mentally and emotionally is far harder than, I
think, we as a society appreciate. Could this be a reason for Thomas’s crime? I
don’t know, and I don’t excuse it, but it seemed to make sense as a work of
The book could equally have been named ‘Mummy’s Girl’, as I also wanted to explore the motivations of the victim’s child when searching for justice. How had Florence Briarly’s daughter acted? Could one crime be judged to have been morally right, even if legally wrong? Why can standing-up for your parent in one situation be considered wrong, while acting for your parent in another be judged as right?
It’s an interesting dilemma and one that seems to rear
its ugly head on a regular basis in the media, along with the question of how
safe you really are in your own home and what steps can you lawfully take in
order to protect your loved ones, and your possessions?
Ooh – it’s a moral and legal nightmare! But it makes
for great stories.
Throw into the mix Charlie, with her unfailing quest
to get justice for the victim and her continuing loyalty to Hunter, as well as Ben’s
on-going problems, and you have my latest offering. I have really enjoyed
exploring the dilemmas in all the storylines, as well as finishing the book on
a note of intrigue. It certainly has made me want to continue Charlie’s story –
and I hope it will make you want to do the same.
I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed.
With a Metropolitan Police career spanning 35 years, Sarah has spent her adulthood surrounded by victims, criminals and police officers. She continues to work and lives in London with her partner and has three older daughters.
Workaholic art historian Aurora Black doesn’t have time for fairy tales or Prince Charmings, even in the most romantic city in the world. She has recently been hired by a Parisian auction house for a job that could make or break her career. Unfortunately, daredevil journalist Cédric Castel seems intent on disrupting Aurora’s routine.
As Aurora and Cédric embark on a journey across France, they get more than they bargained for as they find themselves battling rogue antique dealers and personal demons, not to mention a growing attraction to each other.
But with the help of a fairy godmother or two, could they both find their happily ever afters?
I received a copy of this book from Choc Lit in return for an honest review.
Original, magical and mysterious. This romantic suspense set in contemporary Paris has a complex, fast-paced plot, believably flawed characters, a mystery to solve, and an engaging romance between two unlikely lovers.
Aurora recovers from a childhood tragedy, with emotional and physical scars. Instead of being treasured by her grandparents, they provide material necessities but not emotional succour. Only her innate courage and intelligence saves her from obscurity. She studies hard, and now with a doctorate, is an authority on ancient manuscripts and an Art Historian. Lost in her famous grandfather’s shadow, she receives a prestigious commission. Determined to show she is worthy of the role. Even in this, it appears Aurora is being manipulated.
Investigative journalist Cédric’s barren childhood has left its scars, but a good education, streetwise intelligence, and the love and guidance of an elderly couple foil his criminal inclinations. Now he works for those who cannot protect themselves, his latest investigation draws Aurora’s boss into his sights, but is she involved or an innocent?
The chemistry between the two protagonists is realistic and the verbal sparring amusing. As the mystery deepens and the ethos of menace increases, they are drawn together, unlikely allies, full of mistrust and unwanted sexual attraction. The dynamic between Aurora and Cédric is the basis of a fairy tale style romance played out in the streets of Paris and France.
The plot is complex with good twists, and underscored with danger. It is full of vivid images, which hold the readers’ interest. The cast of characters are well-drawn and complement the plot and protagonists beautifully.
The ending is believable and magical, as every fairy tale should be.
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Originally from Lyon in France, Marie now lives in Lancashire with her family. She works full-time as a modern languages teacher and in her spare time, she loves writing romance and dreaming about romantic heroes. She writes both historical and contemporary romance. Her historical romance The Lion’s Embrace won the Gold Medal at the Global Ebook Awards 2015 (category Historical Romance), and best-selling Little Pink Taxi was her debut romantic comedy novel with Choc Lit. She is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association and the Society of Authors. Her native France, as well as her passion for history and research, very much influences her writing, and all her novels have what she likes to call ‘a French twist’!
I received a copy of this book from HQ Digital UK via NetGalley in return for an honest review.
A historical family drama set in Northern Ireland in 1968. It focuses on Jenny’s ambition to have a career in teaching, despite being married. She faces well-meaning and intrusive advice on how she should live her life. From those she trusts, and people in the wider community. The community is divided, sometimes families are divided because of the political climate, and maintaining old values assumes a disproportionate importance in this community.
The expectation that married woman should stay home and not pursue a career is the norm at this time, and Jenny is seen as a misfit, someone who wants to destroy the fabric of the community. Jenny is ambitious, brave and committed to her career, but will she sacrifice her friends, family and even her marriage to pursue her dream?
An emotional journey pathed with angst and prejudice, the characters are authentic and complex, and the plot is slow-paced and relentless. You empathise with Jenny and rile at her accusers, but the ending is hopeful.
A gritty and poignant story, which reflects the setting and time well, and demonstrates what it is like for a working wife in the 1960s, and the battles they endure to live life as they choose.