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A Cornish Affair – Meet Cat Trevelyan

As I’m away for a few days, I thought I’d introduce three of the main characters from my current novel.

Today it’s Cat Trevelyan’s turn.  She is the central female character and the story is mainly narrated from her viewpoint.  Together with her twin brother Nathan she is the fourth generation of the Trevelyan family to make a career in the hotel business.

The Tarwin House Hotel sits on the cliffs overlooking the fishing port of Carrenporth on the North Coast of Cornwall just to the south of Newquay.  It was originally built by Cat’s ancestor Jago Menhenick in the 1800s as a monument to his successful businesses in copper and tin.  It remained the family’s home until her great grandfather Edgar decided to open it as a hotel.  Over the years it has been gradually extended and is now run by Cat and Nathan’s father Ruan Trevelyan.

Nathan works as the hotel’s deputy manager and also runs the basement nightclub Ship2Shore while Cat is an events planner in charge of the hotel’s functions suite.  She’s hard working, a bit of a perfectionist and maybe even a little too work focussed at times. Rarely having time for dating, she enjoys her single life, mostly girls’ evenings out with her best friend Jodie Penwarne.  She’s close to her father and has a soft spot for her difficult Great Aunt Emelia.  She can also be a bit prickly at times and doesn’t suffer fools gladly. As Luke tells her during one of their spats ‘…you need to cut yourself some slack when you’re off duty, Cat. Who knows, there might be a real nice girl lurking under all that spit and fur.’

Cat’s first meeting with Luke Carrack does not go well. She sees him as an arrogant know all and tries to avoid him as much as possible.  However he seems to regularly turn up in the most unexpected places, always making her feel irritable and angry. But when things go wrong at a wedding reception where he’s a guest, through his actions she begin to see him in a completely different light.  Of course it would be too easy to let the course of true love run smoothly.  Once they get together are a tremendous amount of obstacles these two have ahead of them….but you’ll have to read the book to discover what happens and whether they get their happy ending.




Even in your hometown, you can feel like an outsider …

In the close-knit community of Carrenporth in Cornwall everyone knows everyone else’s business. Luke Carrack is only too aware of this. He’s been away for two years but nothing has changed – from the town gossips who can’t see past the scandal of his childhood, to the cold way he is treated by some of his so-called family.
The only person who seems to understand is local hotelier’s daughter Cat Trevelyan, although even Luke’s new friendship with her could set tongues wagging.
But Carrenporth is about to experience far bigger scandals than the return of Luke Carrack – and the secrets unearthed in the process will shake the sleepy seaside town to its core …

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Their backgrounds could hardly be further apart, their expectations in life more different. And there is nothing in the first meeting between the conference planner and the university lecturer which suggests they should expect or even want to connect again. But they have more in common than they could ever have imagined. Both have unresolved issues from the past which have marked them; both have an archaeological puzzle they want to solve. Their stories intertwine and they discover together that treasure isn’t always what it seems.

BURIED TREASURE: (universal)



Jane and her friend and associate, Emma, are driving away from Lancaster College.  They’ve been scoping it out as the possible venue for a conference Jane is organising. Twice they have come into contact with a white-haired academic. Not many words have passed between them, but Jane has read disdain in his manner and tone, particularly when she admired the gothic detail of the Banqueting Hall, assuming it was original.   


‘Bastard!’ Jane hits the brake as the car in front of her suddenly slows.

‘It’s the traffic ahead that’s stopped!’

‘I don’t mean…!  That bloody man, back at Lancaster. The one with the white hair.’

‘Well…’ Emma demurs. The mood of excitement and independence which had infused Jane when they set out this morning has drained away.  The cold wind and gathering cloud made the decision about closing the car roof a no-brainer. Now she feels tired, irritated and defensive.

‘What do you mean … we  –  ell?’

‘He didn’t say much. He wasn’t rude.’

‘Depends on your definition. He kept staring at my feet.’

‘Your feet?  Perhaps he was admiring your sandals.’

‘Don’t think so…. Bloody hell!  If we’d left when I planned to…!’ she adds, when the traffic ahead inexplicably slows again. ‘Did you not see him sneer.  How should I know the Banqueting Hall isn’t the real deal?’

‘I suppose it must be on the website.’

‘When I originally did the research, I was concentrating on the conference facilities. The detail of the history passed me by. Of course, I clicked through the images, but the reality of the hall eclipsed my expectations.’

‘No one would guess it’s Victorian,’ Emma reassures her.

‘And those tourists loved it. They didn’t care whether it’s a hundred or five hundred years old. What really appeals to me is the irony of a conference on modern urban planning held amongst all those ancient cloisters and courts and half-timbered elevations. The fact that not all of it is quite as old as it looks is not going to put me off recommending Lancaster to my client.’

‘I should think not!’

‘Professor what’s-his-face may think it’s a travesty, but who cares. It’s not as if we’re likely ever to see him again.’

‘Although….’ Emma says, slowly, ‘he’s quite fit. I wouldn’t throw him out of bed.’

‘What? For God sake Emma! You’re always on the look-out for potential boyfriends. First Aaron, now Professor … I don’t know.’ She shakes her head in exasperation. ‘Plum! He’s old!’

Emma laughs. ‘Be fair, Jane, he’s not old.’

‘His hair is whiter than my grandfather’s!’

‘But there’s plenty of it, and it wasn’t, like, really white. It was more, like, silver.  He must be one of those people whose hair goes grey prematurely. I thought it was an attractive combo.’

‘Well, I hope I never see him again. And there’s no reason to.’ Jane says, with an emphatic slap down on the indicator, to exit on the slip road. ‘Our conference is absolutely nothing to do with him…. So why did he have to make me feel small?’

‘Look, I didn’t take to the man! I just happened to notice he’s nice looking. He’s one of those brains-on-legs, too grand to interact on a human level with the hoi polloi.’

‘Exactly. An upper-class fogey, existing in a rarefied atmosphere, without the faintest clue how the rest of the world lives.’ Jane’s dismissiveness masks her real lack of confidence.  It’s far too easy to undermine her, too easy to make her feel inadequate and ill-educated.  Even Lew, who was so disparaging of graduates, who always said how proud he was of her initiative, her spirit and her natural intelligence, had ultimately played her for a fool and made her feel like the lowest of the low.



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P1010802 - Copy (2)Gilli Allan began to write in childhood – a hobby pursued throughout her teenage. Writing was only abandoned when she left home, and real life supplanted the fiction.
After a few false starts she worked longest and most happily as a commercial artist, and only began writing again when she became a mother.
Living in Gloucestershire with her husband Geoff, Gilli is still a keen artist. She draws and paints and has now moved into book illustration.
She is published by Accent Press and each of her books, TORN, LIFE CLASS and FLY or FALL has won a ‘Chill with a Book’ award.
Following in the family tradition, her son, historian Thomas Williams, is also a writer. His most recent work, published by William Collins, is ‘Viking Britain’.

Gilli’s Social Media Links (@gilliallan)

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What if our lives were mapped out before birth? Does anyone have the power to change their destiny?

Ella hates London. She misses her old life in Spain and is struggling to get over her past—until she meets Zac. He’s always loved her but isn’t meant to be part of her story. Not this time. Not ever. Little does she know that his secret is the one thing that will tear them apart and force her to live in a world that no longer makes sense. A world full of danger, lies and magic.

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The Path Keeper is a passionate tale of first loves, second chances and the invisible threads that bind us. Can love ever be stronger than fate?


NATALI DRAKENatali Drake, who writes under the pen name of N J Simmonds, is an accredited member of the Society of Authors.

When she’s not busy working on her YA fantasy romance series she is also a freelance writer and brand consultant. She has written articles for various UK newspapers and online publications with two of her essays appearing in The Mother Book published by Selfish Mother. In 2015 she co-founded online magazine The Glass House Girls and is a regular contributor.

Originally from north London, Natali studied Feature Writing at City University and began her career in corporate publishing and marketing before moving to Spain to write and to raise her family. She now divides her time between her two homes in The Netherlands and Spain with her husband and two daughters.

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When Ella finds herself having to get off her bus earlier than planned she is not in the best of moods.  However, as she struggles onto the pavement carrying two bags of books destined for the nearest charity shop, she is not expecting assistance from the tall attractive stranger standing there…

I was glued to this book from the very beginning, in the same way I had been back in 2012 when I began reading the first book in George R R Martin’s Game of Throne series.  I love fantasy and from the very start I knew this book was going to be a totally magical experience.

This first novel of three, The Path Keeper not only brings Ella and Zac together, it lays down the back story which has led to present day events.  It finished on a total knife edge, leaving me desperate for book two. I loved Ella, adored Zac and know after reading The Path Keeper this is going to be a hugely successful series.


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How far would you go if someone took your wife?

Especially, if you buried her a week ago.

When Jason Wells is faced with this scenario, he is confronted with the prospect of committing a crime that will have far-reaching consequences.

Can young DC Sally Poynter get through to him before he crosses that line, or does a desperate husband prove to be the case she won’t ever forget?

A prequel novella, set before Shallow Waters, the first in the DI Hannah Robbins series.

For fans of James Patterson’s Book Shots.

Three Weeks Dead – a taster



The grave had been dug out. There had been a strong frost for the last couple of days and the ground had been hard. Difficult to penetrate. Cold and unforgiving.
There was a chill in the air and a light breeze shimmied through the branches of the autumnal trees that surrounded the space, making the leaves whisper their secrets for a moment.
The four people on the ground would have liked to have known those secrets, but they stood there in a respectful silence.
Not many people knew about today. Her husband wasn’t here. He’d had the choice. The group had advised against it.
They’d strongly recommended that he stay away, and he’d listened to their counsel.
It was causing more trouble than anyone thought possible. Unusual, to say the least.
She shivered. A feeling that shook her body from the top of her head down to her feet. It gave her the chills – to be here. To see this. She looked at the other three. She was out of her depth, she knew it, but she wouldn’t allow it to show. She could do this. She had to do this. It was her life now.
A bird flew overhead, screaming down at them. The sky a heavy grey blanket.
The woman on her right spoke. ‘Okay, you can do it.’ She pulled the scarf tighter around her neck to try to keep some warmth in. This was about to get a whole lot creepier.
The man picked up his tool from the ground and inserted it under the lip of the lid, then stopped and stared at them, a look in his eye she didn’t like.
DC Sally Poynter hadn’t yet been on Nottingham’s Major Crime Unit for a month, and this was the first new case that had come in. As the man responsible for unsealing the coffin they were stood over looked panicked, she wished she were somewhere else other than here, this cold grey morning.
‘It’s already been opened.’
‘Lift it up then, let’s see,’ said her DI, Hannah Robbins.
The lid was raised and they all stood there and stared down into the empty coffin of Lisa Wells.


profile-photoRebecca Bradley is a retired police detective and lives in Nottinghamshire with her family and two cockapoo’s Alfie and Lola, who keep her company while she writes. Rebecca needs to drink copious amounts of tea to function throughout the day and if she could, she would survive on a diet of tea and cake while committing murder on a regular basis.




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