The Romance Reviews

The Romance Reviews

Tuesday, 24 June 2014

Dance Magic Dance

I am glutton for punishment. For some reason I've retreated back to the good old days when I could buy a cocktail for a quid, my skirts were wrist length, and simply resting my boobs on a bar got me a phone number or four. Yes, this is my bastard story. If you're not on Facebook, you won't be aware of the challenge I was given by the Delightful Pepper Pace - to name five things about a main character of a Work In Progress. It's now a Work Completed, but still, I don't think I gave enough away.

  1. Pierce is an only child. 
  2. He's extremely used to getting what he wants. 
  3. He's only 20 but he's very good. At everything. (I know I felt like a right craddle snatcher writing about his escapades. 
  4. Sharpness is his game. He can read people a mile off and ninety nine point nine nine percent of the time, he's right about them. 
  5. Stability in relationships isn't something he's known. His excuse is he takes his cues from his parents and the World War that was their marriage. 

And yes, mainly, he's a massive bastard. He's rude, abrupt, cold, abrasive, spoilt, mean, coarse, rich and dickhead-ish. I don't know where he came from (I do really) and I don't know how a bloke like him could emerge from my fingertips (not strictly true) and I'm really concerned about the type of anti-hero I'm about to share with you. But like Jilly Cooper once said; "Every woman loves a bastard."

He's my only one and he really does need, more than condemnation (as that only makes him behave worse), a lot, lot, lot of love. 

Monday, 16 June 2014


With a shiny new cover, I thought I'd reblog the music that inspired and pushed this little (long) tale along to the very end. Play it loud - it's summer ready!

  • Arcade Fire - We Used To Wait
  • Bastille - Pompeii Kat Krazy Remix
  • Charlotte OC - Colour My Heart
  • Laura Mvula - Green Garden
  • Nicki Minaj - Superbass
  • Lana Del Rey - Brite Lites
  • The Joy Formidable - Wolf's Law
  • Disclosure ft Eliza Doolittle - You & Me
  • Florence + The Machine - Only If For A Night
  • Chris Malinchak - So Good to Me
  • Jennifer Lopez ft Pitbull - Dance Again
  • Sia - Kill and Run
  • Kanye West - Bound 2
  • Kasabian - Shoot the Runner
  • Adele - Rolling in the Deep
  • Jessie Ware - Wildest Moments
  • Janelle Monae - Tightrope (No Big Verse)
  • Interpol - The Specialist 
  • Bloc Party - SRXT
  • Rudimental ft John Newman- Feel the Love

  • KTC Amazon

    Monday, 9 June 2014


    Have you seen my beautiful new cover? Isn't is gorgeous? I have to give full props to the wonderful Bree Archer who calmly dealt with my demands. You can find her here:

    I hope it's enticing you to give my little (57k word little) tale on illegal marriages a read over. Go on... It's a little bit Russian, a little bit sexy and a lot of lovin'!

    Find me:


    Read me:

    Pasha flexed his fists back and forth until his father’s presence wasn’t settling on his skin any more. He glanced at the girl, Miss Asare. Her face was creamy coffee, set with righteous indignation, rose tinted lips tight in anger. She was giving him the sort of look he always got from South London girls. What the fuck is your problem?
    If only they knew. “Miss Asare, please don’t think I don’t know how you feel. We both have fathers who disappoint us.”
    “Your father is helping you.”
    “No. He’s helping himself. It doesn’t seem like it but… It’s a way to help himself,” Pasha thought for a moment. “But at the same time, both of us can get out from under our parents. You do this and your father never asks you for a penny again. I do this and...” He hesitated.
    “And what?”
    “And you save me.”
    She laughed. “I think you can handle your own daddy issues.”
    “I can’t,” he admitted with a wry smile. “He’s got a gun to my head. I’ve done something that means... I’m sorry, I don’t know your name.”
    “It’s Lily, Mr. Articulation. What’s your problem?”
    Apart from you right now? He thought. “I’ve got a father who’s hanging my bad deeds over my head. He pulls me into this, he’s in just as much shit as me. We’d be even.”
    She breathed out noisily. “I can’t be dealing with this. I can’t.”
    “Don’t you want to be free of him? Don’t you want this to be the last time he calls you because he’s lost all his money?”
    “There is never a last time,” Lily cried. “I am always bailing him out. I am always writing cheques, and paying people off, and picking him up from police stations. I can’t do it anymore. What in God’s name makes you think that this will be the last time?”
    “Because I can blacklist him,” Pasha said. “My father wouldn’t do it because he thought there was something to be gained from him, but I can make sure no betting shop touches him with fishing pole.”
    “Barge pole,” Lily corrected, watching him suspiciously. “You’d do that? Make sure he can’t gamble anymore?”
    “Not just betting shops but casinos, arcades. Everywhere. But you need to help me too. I’m running out of time here, Lily. I need to have my immigration documents sorted in the next few months.”
    He could see her contemplating. His father could never read women. Lily’s concern wasn’t with money or the business, it was being unchained from her pathetic parent. “You wouldn’t need to worry about him again. Because with people like your father, he needs to hit the floor. And because of you, he hasn’t done that yet. He’ll find help by himself if I get you to stop.”
    She turned to the side, presenting a profile that reminded him of the Nefertiti statue in the British Museum, a few curls winding along her neck. “I need to think about this.”
    “I understand. Here,” he held out his hand. “Let me give you my number. You can talk to me, not my father. How much time do you need?”
    “The last day of never would be helpful.”
    Pasha bit on his lip to recall his patience. “How about this time on Sunday? Gives you a few days.”
    “Why are you being nice to me?”
    “Because I like to think you and I understand each other. We’re in the same position.”
    “Crap dads? Yeah, definitely.” She dug into her bag and handed over her phone. “You just-”
    “I’m phone friendly,” he assured her with a half smile. He dialled in his number, dropped a call to his phone, and added his name to her phone book. “There.”
    She took the phone back from him. “What would I even tell my friends, my mum? Oh my god, my mother!”
    Anything that would mean the Home Office would leave them alone until after he was granted citizenship would be good. “Just think about this first. Then we can get our stories together. We do share a language. A culture. A history. I wouldn’t expect a single thing from you other than changing the address for a few bills and a quick ceremony at the nearest registry office.”
    Lily put the phone back in her bag. “I need to get out of here. Ummm. I’ll call you.”
    He needed something, something just to hook her into the briefest notion that this could possibly work out and for the best. He curled his fingers around her forearm, pulling her gently closer to him. “Thank you Lily,” he murmured, touching his mouth ever so softly to hers. The flavour of toffee lingered on his lips. He wondered what on earth she had smeared on her mouth that made her taste that way.
    “Um, okay, bye,” she muttered, turning and disappearing out of the changing room. His father eventually came inside, just as he was tugging on his gloves.
    “I always bring the solutions,” he gloated. “No one would think twice that you’re not in a real relationship. You’re both the right age and she’s a good Russian girl who wouldn’t let anything happen to her papa. He’d hand her over for a five pound note.”
    Pasha stared at his father until the older man started squirming uncomfortably. “She’s thinking about it. If anything happens to her, or her father before then, you’ll have to find a solution for yourself. She is a good girl. Who doesn’t deserve this.”
    “Pasha, you go too far. I’ve done what I can for you. The only reason you are in this mess is because you put yourself in it.”
    “The only reason I am here is because you dragged me here!”
    “And you think you could have survived Russian prison? Boy, I have wiped your arse for too long.”
    Pasha punched his gloved fists together which made his father jump backwards. “No one asked you to interfere.”
    “It’s not interference if it’s for your own good. You wait, once you have citizenship, your career will fly. The sponsors are chomping at the bit to sign you. You’ll be on an international level, presenting for the Olympics... you will be truly great. And you will thank me for doing this for you. You will Pasha.”
    “As long as you have a footnote in my biography?” Pasha sneered. “I’ve told you, leave that girl alone. This grand plan only works if I cooperate.” Pasha made his way towards the changing room doors. “And if I don’t, don’t think for a minute that I won’t take you down with me.”

    Pasha saw the flicker of fear in his father’s face before he brushed past him to train. He always worked more easily when he pictured his father’s face on the bag. 

    Sunday, 1 June 2014

    Start Over Again

    All aboard the change train! I'm sprucing up quite a few books and getting the all shiny and new for you. Apart from a little extra editing, there won't be many changes to the book itself but these won't be available for a few months until they're ready for a re-release - straight onto Amazon and ARe:

    1. Windows
    2. On Caristo's Watch
    3. A Life Sublime
    4. The Claim
    5. Best Laid Plans
    6. An Old Cake Tale
    7. @ Last
    8. Shibah's Monster
    9. Put Out The Zombie
    10. Addicted to Witch
    11. Kissing the Canvas

    But in the meantime, you can distract yourself with other releases and get yourself in the mood for something unexpected. I'm delving back into young adult. I don't know. All those good times at university and having a retro night has made me feel slightly nostalgic for my youth and all the inherent problems therein. LOL! As if I'd go back to that!

    Vintage Pleasures

    A little light BDSM 

    The Baby Gift

    A little pregnancy

    Army of Me and You

    A little military sweetness

    Sweet Child of Mine

    A little single father heat

    Nights of Roshan

    A little tiger tale 

    Season of Love Vol One

    A lot of little free tales

    Playing Dead

    A little ghostly