Blog Tour: PaperHearts & Summer Kisses by Carole Matthews

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 Christie Chapman is a single working mother who spends her days commuting to her secretarial job in London and looking after her teenage son, Finn. It can be tough just getting through the day but Christie has always found comfort in her love of crafting and any spare time she has is spent in her parents’ summerhouse working on her beautiful creations. From intricately designed birthday cards to personalised gifts, Christie’s flair for the handmade knows no bounds and it’s not long before opportunity comes knocking. All of a sudden Christie sees a different future for her and Finn – one full of hope and possibility, and if the handsome Max Alexander is to be believed, one full of love too. It’s all there for the taking.

And then, all of sudden, Christie’s world is turned upside down.
Christie knows that something has to give, but what will she choose? Will she give up her dreams and the chance of real love? What price will she pay for doing the right thing? Can Christie find her happy ending in . . . Paper Hearts and Summer Kisses.

Today I am pleased to say I am part of Carole Matthews Paper Chain Blog tour for her new novel Paper Hearts & Summer Kisses. I need to thank Stephanie Melrose for asking me to be part of the blog tour, I just couldn’t resist when its one of my favourite authors!
I always enjoy Carole’s books, they are all fab! Paper Hearts & Summer Kisses didn’t disappoint at all. Carole is a fantastic author and Paper Hearts & Summer Kisses is her 29th Novel which is a wonderful achievement.

Paper Hearts & Summer Kisses pulls at the heart strings a little bit but also if your a fan of arts & crafts makes you fall in love with this book more. Carole definitely has you on a roller coaster of emotions of laughter and tears. It is a fantastic read that I certainly couldn’t put down.  I don’t want to give too much away as this is a book you need to enjoy yourself as you will love every minute of it.
I loved all of the characters especially Christie, what she goes through I really felt for her at times rooting for her when tragic things happen.With all of Carole’s characters and her writing style you just can’t help but love them all.

Paper Hearts & Summer Kisses is a fabulous beautiful read,tugs on your heart strings and deserves a 5 star rating.
Go grab a copy now!
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Book Review: The Escape by C.L Taylor

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Title: The Escape
Author: C L Taylor
Publisher: Avon
Publication Date: 23rd March 2017

Blurb
“Look after your daughter’s things. And your daughter…”

When a stranger asks Jo Blackmore for a lift she says yes, then swiftly wishes she hadn’t.The stranger knows Jo’s name, she knows her husband Max and she’s got a glove belonging to Jo’s two year old daughter Elise.

What begins with a subtle threat swiftly turns into a nightmare as the police, social services and even Jo’s own husband turn against her.

No one believes that Elise is in danger. But Jo knows there’s only one way to keep her child safe – RUN.

My Review

I need to start off by saying this book was terrifyingly good! I love a good psychological thriller and I’ve read Cally’s books before so I knew The Escape wasn’t going to disappoint.

In The Escape we have Jo Blackmore who is a Wife and a Mother, is asked for a lift from a stranger at first she is very unsure that she should however she gives in and let’s the stranger in her car only then she turns nasty and threatens Jo that her husband Max should give something back which doesn’t belong to him… It soon escalates into a nightmare with the police and everyone not believing Jo when things happen in their family home..

As soon as I started reading I knew I wasn’t going to be able to put the book down, i was hooked within the first two chapters. You have chapters from the mother Jo Blackmore then the odd chapter from the person who seems to be out to destroy Jo, which keeps you guessing throughout the book who it could be and leaves you terrified.

Cally really knows how to get her readers hooked into her books, leaving them wanting to really know whats happening, even trying to judge who the person could be throughout the book. Cally’s style of writing is fantastic and i am huge fan of her books.I would highly recommend her books to all my friends & family.

I give the Escape 5 star rating for being amazingly terrifying and keeping me gripped all the way to the end.
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Blog Tour: Review of A Thousand Letters By Staci Hart

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Blurb
Sometimes your life is split by a single decision.

I’ve spent every day of the last seven years regretting mine: he left, and I didn’t follow. A thousand letters went unanswered, my words like petals in the wind, spinning away into nothing, taking me with them.

But now he’s back.

I barely recognize the man he’s become, but I can still see a glimmer of the boy who asked me to be his forever, the boy I walked away from when I was young and afraid.

Maybe if he’d come home under better circumstances, he could speak to me without anger in his voice. Maybe if I’d said yes all those years ago, he’d look at me without the weight of rejection in his eyes. Maybe if things were different, we would have had a chance.

One regretted decision sent him away. One painful journey brought him back to me. I only wish I could keep him.

*A contemporary romance inspired by Jane Austen’s Persuasion*

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I am so chuffed to have signed up to this wonderful ladies new book blog tour. I have seen so many teasers for this book on Facebook so I squeeled with delight when I managed to grab an arc and be part of the blog tour.

Here is my review then, where do I start?!?

I LOVED IT!!! Every single chapter I was hooked, I couldn’t stop reading it, I felt I needed to read more and more about Elliot & Wade. Such a heartbreaking story about two people who clearly love each other very much but what happened between them in the past haunts them both… Can they find happiness with each other again?

I definitely needed tissues while reading A Thousand Letters, I was kinda scared to read in public in case I just became a blubbering wreck!

Staci Hart has written such a fantastic book that many of her readers are going to love this and fall in love with Elliot & Wade. Staci definitely knew how to pull at people’s heart strings with this amazing book. I can’t say anything bad only fantastic words about this book right now.

Everybody go purchase and read it now!
Totally be worth it!
5 amazing stars for a perfect book!

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About the Author

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Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life — a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can’t forget that. She’s also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She’s been a wife, though she’s certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She’s also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she’s been drinking whiskey.

From roots in Houston to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.

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Blog Tour: Chapter Extract of If I Ever Fall by S. D. Robertson

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“I want to tell you about what happened in the schoolyard today. I was standing apart from the other mums, as usual. I’ll never be part of their little club and I’ve no desire to be. I’m pretty sure they all either despise me or pity me and, to be honest, I feel pretty much the same about them. The ringleaders – the overdressed, overconfident Queen Bitches, as I call them – make me want to scream. They’re so damn snooty. And I feel sorry for the more timid, frumpy underlings for being at the Queen Bs’ beck and call.

I missed my chance to join ‘the gang’ when Ruby started in reception and I was too busy working to do the school run. That already marked me out as a bad mum in their eyes. They’ll always think so now, even though the new me is in the playground five days a week. It’ll never make a difference. I’ll forever be an outsider: someone talked about in hushed voices behind her back.  That’s small town life for you, I suppose. We made the decision to buy this house – in a semirural spot within commuting distance of the city – and with that comes a specific type of people, people who have, shall we say, certain attitudes. I imagine it would be much the same anywhere in the country as it is here in the north of England. City folk are less judgmental in my experience, or at least better at minding their own business.

In the early days I made the mistake of trying to talk to a couple of them: a pair I later christened Horsey and WAG, not knowing their real names. I walked up to them and said something innocuous. ‘Lovely weather today,’ I think it was. Their response was simply to look down their noses at me for a horrified moment and then to continue chatting with each other as if I didn’t exist. I shuffled away, turned back to watch them giggle. I couldn’t believe it. I felt like I was back at school myself, but at least I knew to steer clear of them in future.

Not everyone is that way. There are people I could speak to if I so desired. I could always make small talk with the other outsiders: the grandmas and grandpas; the working parents on a rare day off; even the girls in the hi-vis vests from the nearby after-school club. I do occasionally, if I’m feeling chatty, but mostly I keep myself to myself. It’s easier that way.

So there I was, standing alone in my usual spot near the dustbin, avoiding eye contact with everyone around me, and willing Ruby to be the first out. Then someone spoke to me.

‘What’s your secret?’ a deep male voice asked.

There was no doubt he was talking to me, since his mouth was so close to my ear that he could have whispered the question. And as if that wasn’t enough, he touched my shoulder at the same time. I almost jumped out of my skin. orry?’ I said, fighting not to look too shocked as I turned around to see a gorgeous man – six foot, athletic, with dreamy chestnut eyes – beaming a perfect grin at me. Then came this deep, infectious laugh.

‘Don’t look so startled,’ he said. ‘You were behind me on the road. Black Golf, right? I was wondering how you were able to park so quickly. One minute you were there; the next you weren’t. It took me ages to find a space. Do you have a secret spot?’

It feels strange talking to you about a man this way, considering … well, you know. Honesty’s essential, though. I wouldn’t be confiding in you if I held that kind of thing back.

Once I realised what this guy was talking about, I relaxed. To be honest, I could hardly believe that such a handsome stranger had noticed me, never mind started a conversation. He looked in his late thirties, well dressed in a light-grey suit and tie; clean-shaven with cropped hair. I decided to enjoy it, not least because I could see the Queen Bs staring at us, wondering why he was talking to me and not them.

‘Um, there is a spot a few streets away that I tend to use.’

‘I knew it,’ he replied. ‘And let me guess, you’re not going to tell me in case I nick it in future.’

I smiled. ‘It’s not that secret. There’s room for more than one car. Did you see me turn left on to Meadow Street?’

I gave him the directions and, next thing I knew, we were shaking hands.

‘I’m Rick,’ he said.

‘Nice to meet you. I’m Maria.’

I wondered how he’d been able to recognise me just from seeing my car behind his. When I asked him this, he laughed.

‘You stopped for petrol on the way, right? Don’t worry, Maria. I’m not stalking you or anything. I just happened to be doing the same thing. I noticed you at the pump and then you followed me out afterwards.’

Rick explained that he and his daughter, Anna, had recently moved to the area because his job had been relocated. He’s a finance manager for a large retail firm, apparently. I didn’t ask, but there was no mention of any wife or girlfriend. Today was Anna’s first day at her new school, he explained, adding that she was eight, the same age as Ruby. The weird thing was when the school doors opened and Ruby ran out into the playground with Anna in tow, begging me for her new friend to come to play at the house. Coincidence or what?

Before I go on, I must say how much Ruby misses you. Please don’t think for a second that she’s forgotten you and moved on. I could list countless examples of how that’s not the case; they’d break your heart. But again, that’s not why I’m writing to you.

Where was I? Oh yes, Ruby and Anna coming out of school together, all smiles. They were both buzzing about having a new playmate, as kids do. It was lovely to see.

‘Pleeease can she come, Mummy?’ Ruby asked, arms squeezed tight around my legs and puppy-dog eyes peering through her long blonde curls.

I looked over at Rick. He was being accosted in a similar way by his own daughter, who was a little taller than Ruby, with shoulder-length dark hair in neat plaits. ‘What do you think? I’m fine with it if you are.’

‘Sure,’ he replied, flashing his pearly whites at me. ‘When were you thinking?’

‘How about tomorrow?’

I could have invited them there and then, to be honest, but I knew the house was a mess and I didn’t want that to be his or Anna’s first impression of where we lived.

‘Fine with me. Am I invited too?’

‘Of course.’ I smiled. ‘I wouldn’t expect you to entrust your daughter to someone you’d just met.’

He beamed back at me in a way that felt like we might be flirting with each other. ‘I don’t know. You look like a pretty safe bet. And you did share your parking secret with me. We’ll look forward to it, won’t we, Anna?’

She replied with an excited nod.

‘Great. See you here tomorrow, then?’

‘Fantastic.’

And that was it: play date arranged. I’ve been cleaning the house ever since. Tidying up is my way of dealing with the nerves.

I could have imagined the flirting thing; it’s been so long, I’m not sure I even know how to do it any more. Luckily I stopped short of saying: ‘It’s a date.’

I’ll tell you what: I can’t wait to see the look on the Queen Bs’ faces when we leave together. It’ll be priceless.

Time to go now. It’s late and my empty bed awaits. I’ll write again soon.

Love as always,

M

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Blog Tour: Chapter Extract from Secrets & Fries at the Starlight Diner by

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Thrilled to be part of Helen Cox’s new book blog tour! You all need to pick up and read Secrets & Fries at the Starlight Diner.. its hilarious!
Here is an extract from the book..

Extract from Chapter One

Outside the diner, ankle-deep in snow again, I watched my breath smoke up into the icy air and shuddered. It was nearing midnight. Besides a Chinese takeaway joint on the corner, the buildings out on East Houston were silent and shuttered. Here, I was the only soul walking the streets. Well, who would be out at this time of night in the cold? The day after Christmas. Even in New York, a city that had a reputation for never really slowing up. Only folk with nowhere else to go would be out on a night like this.

Trudging back to the subway station at 2nd Avenue in my green Doc Martin boots, tears threatened again. God damn it. I had to pull myself together if I was going to get through this. Alright, so the last four days had been among the worst of my life. So I had nobody and nowhere to turn to. Fine. But I got out of Atlantic City alive. What else mattered?

Tonight would be lonely.

Tonight would be cold.

But the next day Esther would be back and things would be better. I’d make her laugh, like I used to, on those gin-fuelled nights backstage at the Crystal Coast Casino. That’d be enough to win back the heart of a one-time friend. It just had to be.

I’d almost reached the mouth of the subway entrance and was debating whether to pay to ride a train or just leap over the turnstile so I might hold on to my last five bucks when I felt it. A heavy hand on my left shoulder, gripping me tight from behind.

Oh God no… They’d found me

I sucked in a deep breath and held onto it.

My eyes widened.

My jaw stiffened.

But that’s all there was time for. Taking more than a second to react might mean I wouldn’t see New Year.

Before fear or doubt could paralyse me completely, I dropped my luggage, cringing at the imagined dent in my Fender Jazzmaster guitar, clenched my fist and swung around as hard as I could, punching my assailant across the cheek and letting out a bass grunt as my fist knocked hard against flesh and bone.

‘Jeeesus!’ The guy cried out and put a hand to his face while I was wringing my hand and gasping at the sting. I’d forgotten how much it hurt to sock a person, but I had my other fist raised ready to strike again when a vaguely familiar voice asked, ‘What you do that for?’

‘Shhhooot.’

It was Jimmy Boyle.

I’d just punched Jimmy Boyle in the face.

He wasn’t bleeding, but there’d probably be a pretty big bruise there in the morning.

‘Damn it, what the hell did you creep up on me for?’ I yelled, anger rising over the shock he’d given me. ‘You can’t just sneak up on a woman in New York at midnight. Saying that, I’m surprised I didn’t smell your cologne first. You must be downwind

‘Wait a minute, wait a minute. Just let me get this straight. First you punch me in the face’ he said, giving his cheek a gentle prod where I’d hit him. ‘Now, you’re telling me I smell bad?’

Those were two God-awful things to do to a person, especially one right after the other. But probably out of relief that Frankie’s guys hadn’t in fact caught up with me – out of relief I wasn’t going to die, at least not right that second – the urge to laugh bubbled up inside. I clamped both hands over my mouth to contain it, but still, a small chuckle escaped.

‘Oh, I see, this is funny, is it? You think this is funny?’ Jimmy ranted, but his annoyance only made me want to laugh harder and eventually the edges of his mouth gave in to the infectiousness of it and slanted upward. Just enough for the expression to be classified as a smile.

‘Here, let me see,’ I said, choking back another giggle. I put a quivering hand up to his chin and turned his head to the left, so it was illuminated by the yellow beam of a nearby street light. He already looked a little dark along the cheekbone. I cringed, bit my lower lip and moved my eyes from the brewing bruise to the brown of his eyes. They were so intense, like they saw more than most. Or maybe, had seen more than most.

‘You’re shivering,’ he said. His breathing was deep and erratic, as well it might be after being socked in the face without warning.

‘It’s cold, genius,’ I said, telling myself again it was the weather that was making me shake, not the fact I thought my number was up just minutes ago or that the air between me and the reporter seemed suddenly charged with something unspoken.

Though they had more reason to now than before, Jimmy’s eyes didn’t look angry like they had back at the restaurant. He stood stock-still, staring at me, while I ran my fingertip along his cheek, as if that could magic away the pain I’d caused him. ‘I’m so sorry for hitting you, but you scared the hell outta me. You gonna be OK?’

‘I’ll live. Won’t be the first time I go into the office with my face all beat up.’

‘You make a habit outta gettin’ punched in the face?’ I said, shuffling my hand back into the warmth of my pocket.

‘Let’s just say I’m no stranger to the ice pack.’ Jimmy almost growled these words.

‘Bit of a weird way to get your boss’s attention. Don’t most people impress their boss by inviting them to a summer barbeque or something?’

‘Well, I guess I ain’t most people,’ he said, opening and shutting his jaw a couple of times, flinching as he did so. ‘Where’d you learn to punch like that?’

‘I grew up on the outskirts of Detroit. Where do you think I learned to punch like that?’

Jimmy summoned a smile, though it was clear from the crinkling of the skin near his eyes that it hurt when he did.

Blog Tour: Mistletoe on 34th Street by Lisa Dickenson

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Today I am so happy to be featured on the Blog Tour for Lisa Dickenson’s new novel Mistletoe on 34th Street.. now first of all I am a huge fan of Lisa’s books they are great and always full of laughter. I also a big fan of Christmas and I got all excited like a big kid when I knew that Lisa was releasing a new novel all around Christmas yay!

It was great to follow Olivia who has never experienced a true traditional Christmas as her family choose a winter holiday rather than decking the halls. She is a bit of a Scrooge you would say but to be stranded in New York after a work trip sounds like a perfect plan…However Jon Olivia’s friend he always has the perfect traditional Christmas with all his family and is desperate to get home in time for Christmas. Nevertheless he is determined to crack Olivia and show her how enchanting Christmas in New York can be…but with a slight twist of a handsome New Yorker thrown in to the mix called Elijah.

Lisa You have done it again girl! You sassy lady always write the perfect books for your readers, I just know when I pick one of your books up I am so not going to be disappointed. The cover for Mistletoe on 34th Street is so beautiful and festive. Looks very pretty on book shelves hehe!

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Reading Mistletoe on 34th Street made me really want to book a trip to New York at Christmas, all the description of all the places made me really want to experience it myself. I am big fan of Christmas and I was routing for Olivia throughout the book to start loving Christmas because I felt she would love it so much!
Mistletoe on 34th Street gives you all the feels of a true Christmas read with plenty of goings on, laughter and lots of Christmas things too!
I want to go to New York now!
Also I need to start watching all the Christmas films now that feature in New York thanks to Lisa! I urge you all to go out and buy this fantastic book, You will not regret it i promise!

MissBookworm Reviews gives Mistletoe on 34th Street 5 Sparkling Baubles for being a perfect Christmas read with all the festive feels.

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Don’t forget to check out the other lovely bloggers who are part of the blog tour also!
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dickensonlisa-c-phil-dickensonLisa Dickenson is the pseudonym for Beyoncé. OK, FINE, THAT’S NOT TRUE. Lisa lives by the Devon seaside, stuffing cream teas in the gobs of anyone who comes to visit, and writing stuff down that she hopes is funny.  Her first novel was the copyright-infringing Sweet Valley Twins: The Twins Holiday Horror, which she wrote in primary school and gave up on after five pages. Twenty-ish years later Lisa went on to be a *real author* and wrote the Novelicious Debut of the Year, The Twelve Dates of Christmas. In summer 2016 out popped You Had Me at Merlot. She’s now keeping her fingers crossed that everyone will like her third paperback, Mistletoe on 34th Street, and that New York City gives her a free apartment near Central Park as a ‘well done’.

Follow Lisa online for all her book news and Beyoncé-obsessing:
www.lisadickenson.com | @LisaWritesStuff

Blog Tour: The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year by Joanna Bolouri

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Today I’m feeling all festive and so happy i’m part of this wonderful festive blog tour for Joanna Bolouri’s new book The Most Wonderful Time of the Year. The cover gives you all the Christmas feels but also gets you humming along to that one Christmas song we all love i’m sure..

Thirty-eight year old Emily has a satisfying job, fab friends, an amazing car and, most importantly, a wonderful flat, exactly 411 miles away from the judgemental, batshit crazy, interfering family she reluctantly sees twice a year. In fact, the only minor stress in her life is her twenty-something neighbour Evan and his penchant for flirting, loud music and even louder sex . . . but he’s nothing she can’t handle.

Emily also has a boyfriend called Robert and it’s going really well. So well, in fact, that this year Emily is hoping to take him home for Christmas to meet her family. Finally she won’t be subject to five days of nosy questions from her parents and pity looks from her younger married siblings.

But when Robert breaks up with her a week before Christmas, Emily is gutted. How on earth is she going to face her family now? Enlisting the help of party boy Evan (in exchange for one month’s rent and the use of her convertible) Emily is determined to take Robert home for Christmas come hell or high water, even if it isn’t the real Robert . . .

This is the first book I’ve read by Joanna Bolouri and I’m glad it was Christmas themed. I love a good Christmas book. I couldn’t wait to be part of this great blog tour.

This book starts with 2 weeks before running up to Christmas with Emily’s family, this makes the story so much better because you can really get into the Christmassy mood while reading because you really do picture yourself there with Emily enjoying all things Christmas round them 2 weeks, however it is a nightmare for Emily as she ends up breaking up with her boyfriend Robert but she doesn’t want to bring shame to her family and let them down so asks Evan(her annoying neighbour who is a party boy and always seems to keep her up with his loud music and loud sex too) for his help to pretend to be Robert for her family this Christmas.

I did really feel for Emily and just wanted her to have her own happy ending she really needed it! Joanna certainly knows how to give her readers plenty of laughter.
I really want to live in Scotland also too! the thought of snow and Christmas makes me a very giddy person. I could picture and dream the little town of Melrose where Emily’s family live. It sounded so cute.
I really cannot recommend this book enough! Honestly go out and buy this. You will not be disappointed and also if you love Christmas themed books as much as me then you will be running to the shops right now!!

This is the perfect book to snuggle up in the frosty dark nights to give you them festive feels with plenty of laughter.
5 Sparkling baubles rating!!
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Keep following the blog tour for more festiveness..
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