Discover The Taexali Games by Nancy Jardine

Today I'm delighted to welcome back a dear author friend, Nancy Jardine from Aberdeenshire, Scotland. She has just released the first in a newYA time-travel series, The Taexali Games. Many congratulations!

Over to Nancy...

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Thank you for opening your blog to me to share the information about my latest novel!

The Taexali Game officially launched on the 22nd May 2015.

The action of The Taexali Game — Book 1 of Nancy Jardine’s  Rubidium Time Travel Series of Adventures for Middle Grade/YA readers (and anyone older who loves a good fast-paced yarn) takes place in ‘Aberdeenshire, Scotland’ in AD 210, during the invasion of the legions of Septimius Severus, Emperor of Rome. The local Taexali Celtic tribes of this far north in Britannia have already had dealings with the soldiers of Rome, back in AD 84, but they haven’t been good subjects. They’ve been causing such a lot of grief to the Governor of Britannia that the Ancient Roman Emperor, Septimius Severus, has come to Britannia to flood the north with his super-trained army to teach the wayward Celts a harsh lesson.



During their adventure, Aran and the twins— Brian and Fianna— are initially in awe of the Roman fighting machine but they find Emperor Severus’ is a horrible man. That’s only till they meet the emperor’s son Caracalla who is even nastier. None of them want to be skewered by a Roman gladius or slapped into Roman slave chains but avoiding that fate is nearly impossible.

New chick-lit novel, The Truth About Ellen by Sarah Louise Smith

I'm delighted to welcome Sarah Louise Smith, best-selling author of four fabulous chick-lit novels! She's currently celebrating the release of her latest, The Truth About Ellen – a foray into the world of dating pop-stars. What could possibly go wrong?!  

Welcome, Sarah!

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Firstly, thanks so much to Cathie for welcoming on her blog, and a big friendly hello to whomever reads this. If you’ve never heard of me before please check out my links below and come say hi on Twitter.

So, I’m Sarah and I’m author of four chick-lit novels. My newest is The Truth About Ellen.

 Ellen was a huge fan of pop group Four Ape when she was a teenager, especially gorgeous lead singer Jasper Ryan. We’ve all been there and (literally) bought the t-shirt, right? The band split up and Jasper had a huge successful solo career. Ellen even spent an evening with him once after following him to his hotel room.

Now age 28, of course Ellen is over her celebrity crush. That is, until she meets Tom, bass guitarist from Four Ape. She decides it’s best not to tell him she’s a huge fan, or that she met Jasper, his ex-bandmate/ex-best friend.

Everything goes well, and Tom and Ellen might have something special. That is, until Jasper turns up in Tom’s life again and the truth about Ellen threatens to ruin everything she’s ever wanted…

Sound like your sort of read. Find The Truth About Ellen on Amazon or click on the links below. Thanks so much for reading! :)

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The Truth About Ellen is available to buy from:


Missing Cornwall?

Are you suffering from the absence of Poldark? Do you miss Cornwall and its handsome hero? I might have something for you.

Silent Deception, a paranormal Victorian novella, is set in the beautiful, wind-swept county. So, take the beautiful Cornish countryside; an isolated, haunted manor; a young, headstrong heiress; and a handsome earl keen to uncover a family secret. You will discover a light, easy (though a little spooky) read for a cosy night in.

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Blurb:


Can a ghost scare off a young heiress determined to make her new manor her home? 

Having inherited a family estate she’d never heard of, Minerva Goodridge travels to Cornwall to take charge of her new home. But fatal memories lurk in the shadows of Trekellis Manor. As the locals keep away from the house, Minnie accepts the help of a stranger. Can she trust him? 

Gideon Drake, 8th Earl of Rothdale, is on a mission to uncover a family secret linked to Trekellis Manor. But the arrival of Minerva, the new owner, disrupts his investigation. Attracted to the headstrong heiress, he decides to take action – and ends up uncovering more than he expected. 

Gideon must weigh up his family’s reputation against Minnie’s, but will the revelations tear them apart? 

Silent Deception is a romantic Victorian suspense novella set in Cornwall.

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Excerpt:


Mr. Drakes words reverberated through Minnies mind as she pulled off the crochet cover, shook it gently out of the window and folded it carefully. Was the manor really haunted? Placing the cover on the chaise longue, she grabbed the first of four pillowsonce plumped up, now flat.
A sudden bang made her jump. My God!Her hands trembled, her heart drumming in her ears, before common sense took hold, and she gripped the pillow firmly.
Mr. Drake was somewhere in the house and it was blowing a gale, a natural explanation for slamming doors. Still, goosebumps rose on her arms. She rubbed them vigorously, ridding herself of any superstitious thoughts. A house was made of solid walls, floors and windows. It couldnt be haunted. Humans died. They were buried. That was the end of it.
They didnt linger.
Her gaze fell onto the portrait opposite the bed, now illuminated by the afternoon sun, and Minnie pondered, the pillow forgotten. She cocked her head, taking in the delicate beauty of the young blonde woman, her carefree expression, her expensive gown with its laced hem and soft layers. A hint of sadness in those deep blue eyes evoked her sympathy. Was this Henrietta Walker? The lady who had vanished; supposedly pushed over the cliffs by her husband? Minnie stepped closer but found no inscription. No name, not even of the artist. Yet, this vibrant canvas was of a high quality. How unusual.
Shaking her head, she shrugged off her suspicions. If this was indeed Henrietta, shed later say a prayer and light a candle for her soul. But first, Minnie had to make this room habitable. Once the whole house was sparkling and as new, she could unravel the past.
The study...
Pardon?Minnie turned sharply, but the room was empty. Mr. Drake?Her whisper went unanswered. Silence but for the wind whooshing through the open windows. A shiver ran down her spine. She shrugged it off. Most likely, her mind was overwrought, tired from the long journey and the excitement.
With renewed effort, Minnie stripped the bed and, plumping the pillows one by one, laid them onto one window ledge for airing. The blanket went across the other. The fresh breeze would soon take away the smells.
She dumped the pile of threadbare linens in a corner. Later, once Mr. Drake was gone, shed drag the lot downstairs. Certainly, a village such as this had laundry women?
Talking of Mr. Drake, where is the man?Voicing her thoughts out loud soothed her nerves. She went to the stairs. The house was quiet. At the bottom, she spotted her portmanteau. Ahh, wonderful.Picking up her skirts, she hurried downstairs. In her eagerness to open her trunk, she had to fiddle with the straps, but she finally managed to shove the lid off with a thump.
Oh, there you are.
Minnie shrieked, and turned quickly. 
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Silent Deception is available in ebook formats on

Mystic Series Tour - Rosanne Bittner

Today, I welcome award-winning author, Rosanne Bittner, who is currently touring with her Mystic Series



Welcome back, Rosanne! Over to you...
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Many years ago I read an article in a flyer I receive from the Wind River Indian Reservation  that was about a stone medicine wheel on the top of Medicine Mountain in the Big Horn Mountains of northern Wyoming.  The article fascinated me because no one is certain which Native Americans built this medicine wheel, or even when.  At the top of a nearby mountain peak is a stone arrow pointing to the medicine wheel, which I found even more fascinating, because at the time someone created these places out of stones, there were no airplanes.  There would be no way to see the arrow pointing to the medicine wheel except from above.  Native Americans consider the medicine wheel sacred, believing only spirits from above would see it.  There is a central cairn, with spokes coming out to join in a circle of stones so that the entire site looks just like a wagon wheel.  

My husband and I took a trip to see the medicine wheel, and the first time we went there you had to drive up a very dangerous, one-lane (side of the mountain-no guard rail) road to get o the site.  The second time we went to see it, the national park service had made a better road, but it goes only part way up and then you have to walk the rest of the way.  The wheel itself is now fenced off because of (I call them jerks) people stealing stones from the site.  When you go there, you get a chilling feeling of spirituality, as though you have just walked into an ancient mysterious past.  And the view on top of Medicine Mountain is SPECTACULAR!!