The Last Drop of Blood by Graham Masterson #BlogTourReview

About the book

The final thriller in the million-copy-selling Katie Maguire series.

In the driver’s seat of a Jaguar, on a country road, a good man burns.

Justice Garrett Quinn should have been at a sentencing. He was one of the good ones, fighting for order in a lawless world. In a burned-out car, on the outskirts of Cork, DS Katie Maguire finds what’s left of him.

But this is only the beginning. The judge’s death sparks a gang war fought with bullets and bombs, and civilians are caught in the crossfire. As the city spirals deeper into violence, Ireland’s most fearless detective must find the courage to fight for her hometown one last time.

Katie Maguire is no stranger to sacrifice – but she has lost so much already. Facing new horrors each day, Katie must decide: can she do her duty when she has nothing left to give?

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My thoughts 

Trust me to come in at the end of what is very obviously a fantastic series of books!  I’ve been inspired to go back and start the Katie Maguire series from the beginning and I’m already half way through book two so watch this space.

I thoroughly enjoyed The Last Drop of  Blood but I do feel like when it came to a few of the characters and different backstories, I may have benefitted from having a little more knowledge. There is a lot going on. That said, it didn’t stop me enjoying every page of this book.

It’s action-heavy, which I loved.  The storyline was really well written and thought out to perfection.  I was totally captivated and in a hurry to find out what was happening on the next page.

The crimes, although ruthless and violent, don’t present as far-fetched at all.  The characters are equally believable and rounded.

It’s dark, compulsive, full of drama and suspense and full-on high intensity all the way through.  What’s not to love about that?

Thank you to Head of Zeus for my ARC of this book in return for an honest review, which I have given.

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The Other Woman by Jane Isaac #BlogTourReview

About the book

The grieving widow. The other woman. Which one is which?

When Cameron Swift is shot and killed outside his family home, DC Beth Chamberlain is appointed Family Liaison Officer. Her role is to support the family – and investigate them.

Monika, Cameron’s partner and mother of two sons, had to be prised off his lifeless body after she discovered him. She has no idea why anyone would target Cameron.

Beth can understand Monika’s confusion. To everyone in their affluent community, Monika and her family seemed just like any other. But then Beth gets a call.

Sara is on holiday with her daughters when she sees the news. She calls the police in the UK, outraged that no one has contacted her to let her know or offer support. After all, she and Cameron had been together for the last seven years…

Until Cameron died, Monika and Sara had no idea each other existed.

As the case unfolds, Beth discovers that nothing is quite as it appears and everyone, it seems, has secrets. Especially the dead…

Previously published as After He’s Gone.

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My thoughts 

My reading taste has changed so much over the years and these days I live for books like this!

This is a multi-layered mystery that kept me interested and engaged from beginning to end.  I think it’s down to the well thought out plot and really engaging characters – they could each be anyone you’d meet in your normal day to day life.

Without giving anything away (I hope!), I will say that I don’t like a book that leaves loose ends – even if it is part of a series.  This book tied everything up really nicely, with plenty of tension thrown in, which ensures that the book can be enjoyed by everyone.

I’m really, really looking forward to reading more of this series.

Many thanks to Aria and Netgalley for my copy of this book, which was given with no pressure for a review.

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The Beach House by P R Black #BlogTourExtract

Today, I’ve got a very exciting extract to share with you!

About the book 

This vacation is about to turn deadly.

Cora’s on the island vacation of her dreams: a private beach in paradise, a romantic proposal, and an eight-figure cheque following the sale of her new fiancé’s business.

When their island turns out to be not so private after all, Cora tries to make the best of a bad situation by inviting their strangely friendly neighbours to celebrate with them.

But it doesn’t take long for her once-in-a-lifetime holiday to take a very sinister turn…

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Extract

Cora paused at the shutters. ‘You ready?’ she asked.

Jonathan was still in bed – or at least, he still had the gossamer-thin blanket covering his legs. He looked up from the laptop computer, his face tense in the bluish glare. ‘For what?’

‘You’d best get your shades on.’

Cora threw the shutters open, and the light seared the master bedroom.

The sunshine was almost too much to take at first, as if a death ray had speared their beachside room. Even though it was still early in the morning, Cora felt the heat puncture the air conditioning’s cool veil. Outside, blue was the dominant colour, both in the cloudless sky and in the calm waters below. This was a thrilling contrast to the pure white sands leading to the waterline from their beach house.

A gentle tide lapped at the sugar shore, the waves ending with a sigh rather than a roar.
‘Blue’ seemed too mundane a description for the colour of the water, as its fingers hissed across the sands and disappeared. The ocean seemed infused with sunlight, difficult to look at for too long, much as you wanted to.

Cora couldn’t help but giggle upon this sight. Apart from one or two seabirds far off in the horizon, there seemed to be no living thing around to spoil the contrast.

‘I can’t believe it,’ she said. ‘I remember having a turquoise crayon when I was a kid… I didn’t think it was a real colour. It’s a felt-tip sea. I feel like I’m in a cartoon.’

Jonathan scrabbled for his sunglasses, squinting in the flood of light. Once he’d slipped them over his ears, he closed the laptop, placed it on the bedside table, then scooted out of bed to join Cora at the shutters.

He was completely naked. Cora arched an eyebrow. ‘You gone tropical already?’

‘Totally tropical.’ He rested his hand on her waist, and kissed her impulsively.

‘I thought you had business to sort out, mister?’

He grinned. ‘I certainly do.’

‘I meant, business-related business. Real-world, work business.’

‘That can wait.’ He kissed her again, drawing her closer to him.

She peered over his shoulder into the clear water, dappled with patches of coral and darting fish, easily discernible against the pure white sand below. ‘There aren’t any sharks out there, are there?’

‘Just the one. Me.’ Jonathan flashed his teeth. ‘Hey. Did you ever dream about just running down a beach like that?’ Jonathan asked. ‘Charging right into the surf?’

Their eyes met for an instant; a fuse was lit.

Cora tore off across the beach, her sarong whipped off in the slipstream, white bikini dazzling in the light. Jonathan ran after her, giggling in her wake. Her feet were scalded by the floury sand, and she ran for a spell on tiptoes, much as a lizard might skip across a desert. The beach sloped sharply to the waterline, and then she knew the thrill of cool water between her toes.

She churned the water to foam as she went deeper. It was cool, but not cold – certainly not cold enough to draw a gasp or cause a shiver.

Jonathan caught up with her, grinning through the thatched blond beard. ‘Count that an ambition ticked off!’

‘What – running into the surf, or running into the surf nude?’

He glanced down at himself. ‘I kinda regret this now. I’ve retracted a bit.’

‘Ah. So you have.’

His arms encircled her, and he kissed her. ‘How are you liking Two Trees Island so far?’

‘I think that’s a harsh review. I’d upgrade it to three and a half trees. Maybe even a four.’

‘Daft name, isn’t it?’ He jerked his head towards the land behind the two-storey beach house, threaded with lazy pine trees. ‘Someone must have torn up the planning application, I guess. “We’re gonna need a few more than two trees.”’

‘Maybe the monkeys raised a petition. Anyway…’ She kissed the tip of his nose. ‘I hate to be a killjoy, but you said you had something to finish off today?’

He sighed. ‘That’s true.’

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I hope you enjoyed that extract and would seriously recommend you follow the rest of the blog tour between now and the end of January!

Thanks, as always, to Vicky at Head of Zeus for providing me with the above extract to share.

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The Velvet Ribbon by Nadine Dorries #BlogTourReview

About the book

From the Sunday Times No.1 bestselling author of the Tarabeg series comes a heartbreaking and gripping story of love, loss, family and revenge.

Will Mary Kate get the happy ending she desires, or will the past come back to haunt her?

Mary Kate Malone has come to Liverpool from Ireland to seek her fortune, but things have gone wrong from the start. Now she is living secretly with her lover, Dr Nicholas Marcus, while his wife Lavinia, mother of his two sons, plots revenge on the girl she believes has destroyed her marriage.

When disaster strikes, Mary Kate’s first instinct is to flee to her family in Ireland. But back in Tarabeg, a charismatic American stranger has set the village by the ears and it isn’t the place Mary Kate remembers any more. To add to her problems, Dr Gaskell and Matron from St Angelus Hospital have come to Tarabeg to recruit nurses – and Mary Kate’s Liverpool life is about to come back to haunt her with a vengeance…

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My thoughts

The Velvet Ribbon is a gripping and enchanting finale to the Tarabeg series by Nadine Dorries.

This is not my usual genre, but I made sure to read book one and two before reading The Velvet Ribbon and although I’m glad I did read them, I can confirm that this book can very much be read as a standalone novel.

It is jam-packed with everything one could want from a saga – history, tragedy, drama, mystery, family feuds, community and romance.

I love Nadine’s writing style so much.  Her books are so very enjoyable with great plots and engaging main characters.

There’s plenty of emotion and suspense to keep you going.  The Velvet Ribbon was a slow burner but when it kicked in for me it took over and became very difficult to walk away from.  I do feel it was a good place to complete the saga and a very fitting ending.

Thanks so much to Ed Public Relations for contacting me in relation to this blog tour. I’ve absolutely loved getting lost in these books and I’d encourage to you check out the rest of the reviews too!

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Never Saw You Coming by Hayley Doyle #CoverReveal

About the book 

Some people go looking for love. Others crash right into it.

Zara Khoury believes in love – so much so that she flies from Dubai to Liverpool to be with a man she barely knows. It’s a risk, but she’s certain that uprooting her life for Nick is the new start she needs.

Jim Glover is stuck. Since his Dad died, he’s put his dreams aside and stayed at home in Liverpool to care for his mum. Trapped in a dead-end job, he’s going nowhere – that is, until he gets a phone call that just might change his life..

Zara and Jim aren’t supposed to meet. But then fate steps in, and when their worlds – and cars! – collide, the real journey begins…

A gorgeous tale about taking risks and living life to the full – perfect for fans of Beth O’Leary and Josie Silver.

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How gorgeous does that sound?  I’m excited to read Never Saw You Coming.

Thanks so much Harper Collins UK for inviting me to take part in this gorgeous cover reveal for the debut romance novel from Hayley Doyle.

Available to pre-order now.

A Woman Is No Man by Etaf Rum #BlogTourReview

About the book 

Three generations of Palestinian-American women living in Brooklyn are torn between individual desire and the strict mores of Arab culture in this heart-wrenching story of love, intrigue and courage.

Palestine, 1990. Seventeen-year-old Isra prefers reading books to entertaining the suitors her father has chosen for her. Over the course of a week, the naïve and dreamy girl finds herself quickly betrothed and married, and is soon living in Brooklyn. There Isra struggles to adapt to the expectations of her oppressive mother-in-law Fareeda and strange new husband Adam, a pressure that intensifies as she begins to have children – four daughters instead of the sons Fareeda tells Isra she must bear.

Brooklyn, 2008. Eighteen-year-old Deya, Isra’s oldest daughter, must meet with potential husbands at her grandmother Fareeda’s insistence, though her only desire is to go to college. But her grandmother is firm on the matter: the only way to secure a worthy future for Deya is through marriage to the right man.

But fate has a will of its own, and soon Deya will find herself on an unexpected path that leads her to shocking truths about her family…

Set in an America at once foreign to many and staggeringly close at hand, A Woman Is No Man is a story of culture and honour, secrets and betrayals, love and violence. It is an intimate glimpse into a controlling and closed cultural world, and a universal tale about family and the ways silence and shame can destroy those we have sworn to protect.

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My thoughts 

What is a woman’s life worth?

This book was like a kick in the chest for me.  I cannot even begin to fathom a life filled with so much abuse and restriction. It is the first book in a long time to make me stop and think about all the basic things I take for granted every, single day.

A Woman Is No Man gives us a peek into the absolute power that shame carries with it and is an enthralling read.

Described by the New York Times as “A love letter to storytelling“, let there be no doubt that this book is precisely that.

The characters are really well-developed.  The narrative is sharp.  It is a must-read.

Thanks so much to Harper Collins UK and Etaf Rum for my copy of this mesmerising book.  It’s definitely one I will be recommending to friends and family.

Find it to purchase here.

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You Can Change the World by Margaret Rooke #BlogTourReview

Thank you so much to Anne Cater for inviting me along on this blog tour.  I knew the second I read the email that I was going to love reading You Can Change the World.

About the book 

This inspirational book tells the stories of more than 50 of today’s teenagers who’ve dared to change the world they live in. It’s been written to show other teens they can do the same. Bestselling author Margaret Rooke asks teens about their experiences of being volunteers, social entrepreneurs and campaigners, online and beyond. They explain how they have survived in a world often obsessed by celebrity, social media and appearance, by refusing to conform to other’s expectations.

If you want to achieve against the odds and create genuine impact, this book may be the encouragement you need. The interviews cover race, sexuality, violence, grief, neurodiversity, bullying and other issues central to life today.

Read about teens from around the world including:

– Trisha, 18, who has invented a way of preventing bullying online
– Dillon, 18, who takes damaged and donated clothing and upcycles it for the homeless
– Guro, 13, who persuaded a pop band to portray women differently in its video
– ‘Happy D’, 19, who learned to read at 14 and found ways to build his confidence
– Heraa, 19, who fights Islamophobia online.
– Ruben, 18, bullied because of Down’s Syndrome, now a successful actor
– Lucy who, at 14, walked into Tesco head office and persuaded them not to sell eggs from caged hens.
– Cameron, 17, who has cerebral palsy and was side-lined by soccer teams who set up his own team ‘Adversity United’
– Alex, 18, who broke his back on his 15th birthday and says his injury has taught him to care for others
– Amika, 18, who fights ‘Period Poverty’
– Jesse, 15, who’s seven feet tall and embraces his stature
– Billy, 18, who wore full make up every day at high school

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My thoughts

What an inspiring read!  It’s a book that will turn you into a dreamer and a thinker.  It will make you aspire to be more and do more.  The power of one person and one voice is not one to be underestimated, as proven in this book.

I hope that it will be read far and wide and not just by teenagers.  This is a book for all ages and one that should be in every household, library and classroom.  It is a very relevant read and one that is engaging and real.

Sometimes being a teenager is a lonely place and a place where one can feel powerless to everything going on in the surrounding world.  The teenagers featured in You Can Change the World have turned that feeling on its head and made true changes.

The stories told in this book are a beautiful tale of some very special teenagers making the very most of life and showing that there is  always a way forward in tough situations.

I am so glad I got to read this book.  I only wish it had fallen into my lap when I was a teenager myself.

Go grab yourself a copy here.

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Death at Eden’s End by Jo Allen #BlogTourExtract

About the book

A brand new DCI Jude Satterthwaite crime mystery from the bestselling Jo Allen.

When one-hundred-year-old Violet Ross is found dead at Eden’s End, a luxury care home hidden in a secluded nook of the Lake District’s Eden Valley it’s tragic, of course, but not unexpected. Except for the instantly recognisable look in her lifeless eyes… that of pure terror.

DCI Jude Satterthwaite heads up the investigation, but as the deaths start to mount up it’s clear that he, and DS Ashleigh O’Halloran need to uncover a long-buried secret before the killer strikes again…

The second in the unmissable, Lake District-set, DCI Jude Satterthwaite series.

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Extract 

Detective Sergeant Ashleigh O’Halloran took a moment to rearrange the papers on her desk and enjoy the Friday afternoon luxury of choosing what to do next. There was no shortage of options, all jostling for primacy within the shortest possible timescale, but it was refreshingly unusual not to have a meeting scheduled, a queue of messages or a long list of demands from her colleagues, from lawyers, from prosecutors, social workers or probation officers, all demanding to be done yesterday. Casting an eye over her to-do list, she scanned the options. A report on an assault case – suspect arrested, remorseful confession forthcoming and only the paperwork to complete – at least meant she’d have something ticked off the list by the end of Friday afternoon. That would do. She turned back to her laptop, just as Jude Satterthwaite opened the door to the open-plan office and paused on the threshold.

Jude was a mighty presence in the office, one you couldn’t ignore, a man whose attraction stemmed from inside rather than out. Ashleigh, who appreciated any kind of beauty – male or female, natural or man-made – couldn’t rank his looks in the same bracket as her estranged husband, Scott, but nevertheless allowed herself a moment to look at him out of the corner of her eye. Not that he wouldn’t notice, because as a senior detective he had an eye for detail and automatically kept track of everything around him. He must be used to the attention by now because she wasn’t the only person, in the office or out of it, who couldn’t seem to stop watching him. Dark hair, close-cropped to the point of severity; smoke-grey eyes that saw everything with suspicion and cynicism and hid, she was sure, an angry heart; sharp cheekbones in too thin a face. All detracted from what should have been a handsome whole, but on the rare occasions he chose to employ it, his smile engaged and included the coolest opponent.

‘Doddsy.’ Jude swooped across the room, long strides taking him past her in a breeze of masculinity to where DI Christopher Dodd, known to all as Doddsy, was deep in conversation with another of their colleagues. ‘Spare me a minute, if you have one.’
So it wasn’t her he was after, though her turn would come. Jude made a point of going round all those he worked with to keep up with what was going on, even when he wasn’t involved at anything other than a supervisory level in any of their ongoing investigations. Fridays were a favoured time, if he wasn’t otherwise occupied. Realising she’d stared too long and someone other than Jude was bound to notice, she turned back to her computer.

It was five minutes before her phone rang. Glancing down at it, she recognised the number with a sinking heart. She’d cleared out her contacts list in a symbolic purging of her old life when she’d moved up to Cumbria a couple of months before and Scott’s had been the first number to go, but she should still have known. She’d thought of the devil and he’d put out his horns. You didn’t shed a man as persistent as Scott just by leaving him and starting a new life elsewhere.

She stared at the phone for a moment while it rang out, resisting him but lacking the resolve to cut him off unanswered. In the end it was the barely suppressed annoyance of the constable at the next desk that drove her to answer it, in as business-like a manner as possible. ‘Ashleigh O’Halloran speaking.’ Formality was her friend, the best way to keep trouble at a distance.

‘Ash. What the hell is this?’

‘Scott.’ She lowered her voice. ‘I’m at work just now. This isn’t a good time.’

‘It’ll never be a good time, will it? We need to talk. I’ve handed in my notice to try and make things work with you and what do I find when I get home? A letter from a solicitor? Have you gone mad? You don’t really want a divorce.’

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Thanks so much to Vicky at Aria Fiction for giving me this incredible extract to share today!

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Country Lovers by Fiona Walker #BlogTourExtract

Feeling very lucky to be able to share an extract from Country Lovers with you all today!

About the book

They say you should never go back, but glamorous Ronnie Percy did just that, to the home she ran away from with her lover.

But not everyone is finding it easy to forgive and forget.

Daughter Pax, fighting for custody of her small son as her own marriage disintegrates, is furious to have to spend New Year’s Eve waiting for some stranger her mother has invited to help run the family stud farm.

Even more annoyed is the staunchly loyal stud head groom, Lester. Does Ronnie think he’s lost his touch with the horses? And anyway, who is this so-called Horsemaker, Luca O’Brien? Why does he seem to be running away from something? And what is the true story of his relationship with grey stallion Beck, once destined for the Olympics, now broken and unrideable, screaming his anger from the Compton Magna stables.

Passionate, sexy, gripping, laced with her trademark wisdom and humour, this is bestselling Fiona Walker at her dazzling best.

 

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Extract

Utterly professional in work mode, Bridge had waited to say it into her hall mirror afterwards, but she winked now, satisfied it was God’s truth. She had a reputation to protect; her three riding friends delighted in being shocked by their Belfast black sheep. Youngest and most urban of the four, and with the shortest and hottest marriage, Bridge’s chippy streak meant she took on the plums in her fellow riders’ mouths with her pierced tongue. She considered it her duty to be the naughty kid at the back of the middle class. Historical novelist Petra, Yorkshire-born and determinedly left wing, might fancy herself the arty boho outsider, but she had a barrister husband, independently educated children and a working gun dog. Farmer’s daughter Mo – perpetually broke, always dealing with a family crisis and juggling three jobs – ate home-reared guinea fowl and hunted twice a week. And Gill, grey-haired, gung-ho equine vet, mother of three and Laura Ashley devotee, was an original Sloane Ranger, if endearingly supportive. They were all diamonds, this mounted big-sisterhood, whose kindness and honesty had seen Bridge through giddying ups and downs during her first year in the village, their endless good humour and wise counsel keeping her sane, their poshness a running joke to a dock-worker’s daughter from Ardoyne.

It riled rebel-hearted Bridge that her family now accused her of being the snob, especially sister Bernie, who claimed this was because they were born either side of midnight on the twenty-first of March, meaning she, as the older twin, was a generous, broad-minded Pisces while Bridge was a tough, ambitious Aries. ‘That’s also why you argue with everyone,’ Bernie had insisted when they’d last spoken across whatever time zone divided them, ‘it’s star-crossed.’

Bridge – who held no truck with astrology – thought she argued with everyone because she was just plain cross. There nothing starry about Bridge Mazur.

‘Sous Vide can stuff her fecking job.’ She thrust her chin up, still smarting from the rejection. She’d never dream of telling the Bags that the cook had accused her of being out of touch, finding every hole in her CV and tripping her up on her data protection know-how.

‘Good for you!’ Gill rallied.

‘She doesn’t deserve me.’ Bridge summoned a big smile to show the others she wasn’t bothered, turning to look at the pretty old limestone inn as they trotted past it. The painted hoarding boasted a grand reopening of ‘Suzy David’s The Hare at Compton’ on Burns Night. ‘Which is a pain in the arse because it’s fecking well-paid and practically next door.’

‘Utter hell to work with, I should imagine,’ Gill reassured her as they slowed back to walk at the junction. ‘They said that poor little Russian she danced with on Strictly had to go into therapy afterwards.’

‘I feel much the same after taking to the dance floor to “Come on Eileen” with my husband,’ Petra pointed out. ‘And Charlie can’t rustle up a seared plantain black rice risotto afterwards.’

‘Is it going to be all veggie food, then?’ Mo read the hoarding in alarm.

‘Vegan.’ Gill shuddered. ‘Her raw food fine-dining restaurants are all the rage: Cirencester, Cheltenham and Chippy have one. The Bardswolds are the last preserved limestone outpost south of Birmingham. Sous Vide vient ici. Allumez les feux, mes copains!’

‘Is that one of her dishes?’ Mo sniffed.

‘It’s all smoke and mirror glazes.’ Petra winked at Bridge.

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Thanks, as ever, to Vicky at Head of Zeus for providing me with this extract to share!  As you can see, the Blog Tour is running for another couple of weeks so you should check out some of the other blogs for more extracts and reviews!

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A Mistletoe Miracle by Emma Jackson #BlogTourReview

About the book

At the Everdene Hotel, snowflakes, romance and mayhem are in the air … 

A cosy hotel in a sleepy, snow-covered village should be the perfect setting for a Christmas to remember … But for Beth, returning to her childhood home after a disastrous break-up looks more like a festive fiasco.

With her mum stranded in a blizzard and most of the hotel staff off sick, Beth is forced to take the reins, impress a mystery hotel reviewer, and somehow find a way to work with Nick, the very grumpy – and  very gorgeous – pilot who is staying for the holidays.

Between mince pie emergencies, deadly decorations, and two dozen disgruntled guests, Beth might just find a miracle under the mistletoe this Christmas …

Heart-warming and hilarious, this is the perfect festive romance to curl up with this winter.   Perfect for fans of Heidi Swan and Sue Moorcroft.

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My thoughts

My Christmas book obsession is getting some serious fuel this year!

To say I enjoyed this book is such an understatement.  It’s a really nicely paced, well-written romance with lots of Christmas joy and spirit thrown in for good measure.

I loved the awkwardness between our main characters, Beth and Nick.  It made the book, and their romance, all that much sweeter and brought about a sense of their relationship building over a much longer time period than it did, which I appreciated.

A Mistletoe Miracle has everything you could want in to a Christmas romance – romance, drama, a little mystery and a whole lot of magic.

Thanks so much to Emma Jackson and Orion for a copy of this book in return for an honest review.  I wish you the very best of luck with it, Emma and look forward to reading more of your books in the future!

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A Mistletoe Miracle is available to purchase on Amazon.

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