Win a copy of NIGHTBLIND by Ragnar Jonasson

After the success of my recent goodreads giveaway of Black Wood, I now have a brand spanking new pre-release paperback copy of NIGHTBLIND to send out to one lucky reader… and… *drum roll* there will also be a MYSTERY CHRISTMAS GIFT 🙂

This is the second book in the Dark Iceland Series, written by Ragnar Jonasson and translated by Quentin Bates. I recently attended the fantastic launch at the Icelandic Embassy in London, and the lovely Karen from Orenda Books has provided this copy for me to give to you! The book went straight to number one on its release in Iceland, and the previous book in the series, SNOWBLIND, reached number one in the UK and has received rave reviews.

NIGHTBLIND is currently Goldsboro’s Book of the Month… and you can get one for free!

More info at Crime Fiction Lover and you can also check out loads of other great books published by Orenda Books HERE.

Entry is free and very simple – just click on the link below! All entries received by midnight (GMT) on SUNDAY 13TH DECEMBER will be eligible (note: if you have previously signed up to my mailing list, you will be automatically added to the draw. It won’t let you sign up twice, so if you’ve done this and forgotten, it will tell you! Also, I am happy to post worldwide, but you might not get it before Christmas if you’re not based in the UK. I will draw the winner using a fancy random number thingy and contact them via email on Monday 14th December for postal details.)

Good luck!

Pretty Woman: Snippet and Interview #OTR2

Remember this film?

Remember Off the Record 2 – the short story anthology based on film titles?

Remember that the proceeds go to children’s literacy charities?

Well, now you can read reviews of the book at:

Crime Fiction Lover
Z7HQ
CrimeSquad

…and you can read an excerpt of my story below  – enjoy!

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…Finally she turns round and sees me. For a second, she just stares then she catches herself and decides to speak.

‘Got a lighter?’

‘Sorry, I don’t smoke. There might be some ma─’

She flared her nostrils; reminded me of a bull getting ready to charge.

‘Fuck’s sake,’ she said. ‘It’s all right for you.’

I was genuinely confused. All right that I didn’t smoke? I suppose, but…

‘You don’t have to put up with it like I do.’ She sounded agitated; she was pacing about, one hand on hip, the other waving her unlit cigarette.

‘What?’ I said, carefully as I could. I wasn’t really up for listening to her rant but I didn’t seem to be getting a choice.

‘Everyone fucking coming on to you all the time. Pawing at you. Smacking your arse…’

Now I was intrigued. ‘Who’s smacked your arse? Someone here?’ I instantly suspected Paul, the trainee butcher. I’d heard other girls complaining about him before. He wasn’t particularly nice to me either, but that’s another story…

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If you want to know more about what inspired the story, you can read an interview with me here

(and with many of the other authors here)

And if you want, you can read the rest of my story (and all the others too) by clicking on one of the links below: