~Blog Tour Extract~ The Darkest Lies by Barbara Copperthwaite

Hi everyone,

Today I’m one of two stops on the blog tour for Barbara Copperthwaite’s The Darkest Lies and I’ve got an extract to share with you all. And don’t forget to pop over to Emma at damppebbles.com, my blog tour buddy to catch her post too!

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About the book:

A mother desperate for the truth. A daughter hiding a terrible secret.

Melanie Oak appeared to have the perfect life. Married to her childhood sweetheart, Jacob, the couple live with their beautiful, loving, teenage daughter, Beth, in a pretty village.

Nothing can shake her happiness – until the day that Beth goes missing and is discovered beaten almost to the point of death, her broken body lying in a freezing creek on the marshes near their home.

Consumed with grief, Melanie is determined to find her daughter’s attacker. Someone in the village must have seen something. Why won’t they talk?

As Melanie tries to piece together what happened to Beth, she discovers that her innocent teenager has been harbouring some dark secrets of her own. The truth may lie closer to home and put Melanie’s life in terrible danger…

The Darkest Lies by Barbara Copperthwaite

About The Author:

The people behind the crime, from the perpetrator to the victim and beyond, are what intrigue Barbara Copperthwaite.

She was raised by the sea and in the countryside, where she became a lover of both nature and the written word – the latter leading to a successful career as a journalist. For over twenty years people have kindly and bravely shared with her their real experiences of being victims of crime. Now, through fiction, Barbara continues to explore the emotional repercussions.

 

An extract from The Darkest Lies…

 

PROLOGUE

The cry for help is ragged and desperate, the voice hitching. There is no one to hear it.

A moon hangs so fat it oozes an aura into the sky that almost blots out the stars surrounding it. It looks down on land as flat as an open palm, and as unforgiving as a clenched fist, and gives no answer to the screams of fear and rage that float up to it.

This is the wind’s playground. It races across the North Sea and hits the land full force. There is nothing to slow it; no hills, few trees or hedges here on land reclaimed from the water to create the marshes and fertile flats of Lincolnshire. It screams ecstatically, punching the handful of houses it comes across, revelling in its unfettered freedom as it rattles windows. On its journey it picks up the entreaties for help that are echoing into the sky. Hurls them across the landscape, as gleeful as a toddler with a toy.

‘Help me! Please! Help!’

There is no one to catch the words.

No one, except a lone figure, turning, walking away towards lights in the far-off distance.

CHAPTER ONE

BETH

FRIDAY 22 JANUARY

Beth chewed at her thumbnail as she stared at the clothes that were carefully folded in the bottom of the rucksack. Was she doing the right thing? Yes; there’d be no harm done, and no one need ever find out. This was not a big deal. Still she gnawed, worrying at the nail.

The thirteen-year-old suddenly yanked her thumb from her mouth. She must remember not to chew it tonight; it looked as if she was sucking it, like a baby. Tonight, she needed to show that she was grown-up, no longer a little girl.

Right, had she remembered everything? Yep, it looked like it.

It had taken ages to choose both her outfits. One for her parents; one for her secret. She slipped a jumper on and smoothed down the Minnie Mouse picture on the front. It was a firm favourite of her mum’s so it was the obvious choice, even though she didn’t like the childish top herself any more. Everything was perfect for tonight – and her parents would never guess in a million years.

A huge grin on her face, Beth glugged a glass of milk and set it down on her dressing table. Then called out: ‘Mu-um. You ready to go?’

A laugh floated up from downstairs. ‘Isn’t it normally me asking you that?’

Beth hurried downstairs with her rucksack, her dad making the usual joke about ‘a herd of elephants’. She gave him a peck on the cheek and a big hug, which he returned, but peered around her at the television.

‘Ooh, offside,’ he groaned.

‘See you tomorrow.’

‘Have a nice night, Beans.’ He grinned as he used her nickname, but continued watching the football, casting her only a sidelong glance.

Minutes later, Beth and her mum were wrapped in their hats and coats, and striding along with Wiggins by their side. The russet cocker spaniel held his nose high, tail swishing casually from side to side, catching various scents on the cold January air.

‘Hey, wouldn’t it be amazing if we could smell things the way Wiggins does? We could follow scent trails!’ Beth said.

She linked arms with her mum as they took the left-hand lane from the village crossroads on which they lived, towards the home of Beth’s best friend, Chloe.

‘Like a superhero? You could be called Dog Girl,’ her mum joked.

Beth wrinkled her nose. ‘Yeah, on second thoughts… The name’s not great, is it?’

‘What other superpowers would Dog Girl have?’

‘Well, okay, she could take all sorts of things from nature. Like, she could have echo-location, like a bat, so she could find her way in the dark. That’d be handy now!’

They giggled.

‘What are you up to with Chloe tonight, anyway? Pamper night? Watching a film?’

‘Yeah, we’ll probably watch a film. Not sure about the pampering – Chloe might not have any face packs.’

‘We could nip back and get some. There’s a couple in the bathroom cabinet.’

‘No. It’s fine. We’ll probably watch a film and eat a lot of chocolate.’

‘Want some money for a pizza? It’s a Friday night, you might as well treat yourselves.’

‘Ooh, great!’

Her mum stopped abruptly, waving the tenner at the sky before handing it over. ‘Look how big the moon is tonight.’

‘Is it a supermoon?’ Beth asked, gazing upward too. There had been one a few months earlier, and her dad had told her about how it was special, being closer to the earth and bringing bigger tides. That had been really cool.

‘Don’t think so, but it’s beautiful, isn’t it?’

She nodded. ‘I can see the man in the moon ever so clearly.’

Given that they had stopped, it seemed as good a time as any to try…

‘So, I might as well walk the rest of the way alone.’

‘No, I’ll walk you to the door. It’s dark, Beth.’

She gave her mum her very best puppy dog eyes look. If the plan were to work, her mum couldn’t take her to Chloe’s house. Despite her parents thinking she’d be spending the night there, she had no intention of setting foot inside the place.

‘I’m a teenager. I’m not a baby. Pur-lease, Mum!’

After a second or two, there came a reluctant nod. ‘Be careful.’

‘I will!’

‘I love you to bits and whole again,’ Mum added.

Beth felt her nose prickle with guilty tears. They had been saying that to each other since she was about four. She remembered it vividly, being cuddled on her mum’s lap; her feet tucked under Dad’s legs to keep them extra toasty warm. One hand twirling a piece of hair round and round and round her fingers as Dad read to them. She’d loved to hear the sound of his voice, but no matter how hard she’d fought, her eyelids had grown heavier and heavier and…

The sensation of weightlessness had woken her, as Dad carried her upstairs. When he’d tucked her in, he had stroked her face and kissed her forehead.

‘Sleep tight, Beans. I love you to the moon and back,’ he had murmured.

Beth had stirred sleepily. ‘To the moon? That’s a really, really, really long way.’

‘It is, but I love you so much that it would easily stretch all the way there and back again – and more.’

The next day her mum had walked her across the road to school, holding her hand. As Beth slipped from her grasp, her mum had pulled her back, into a bear hug.

‘Love you to bits,’ she’d whispered.

Beth had paused in her squirming. ‘To bits and back?’ she’d checked.

Her mum had laughed. ‘Er, yes, I suppose. To bits and whole again.’

Ever since, that saying had stuck. Hearing her mum use it now, Beth wanted to call a halt to her plan. To throw her arms around her and confess everything. She wanted to go home. She wanted to curl up and watch telly with Mum and Dad, while Wiggins did sneaky trumps that they all tried to blame on each other, laughing, even though they knew it was the dog. She wanted to tell her mum she’d love her forever and ever and ever, to bits and whole again.

Instead, she grinned cheekily, turned and skipped away like a little girl. Taking the mickey was easier than trying to articulate all of those feelings.

The wind plucked at her ponytail as she flew from sparse light pool to light pool between lamp posts until they ran out completely. The darkness swallowed her. Ahead she could feel her fate waiting for her and she rushed towards it eagerly. Tonight was going to be a big night.


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The Stolen Child by Sanjida Kay Blog Tour

Hi everyone,

So the lovely Sanjida Kay is publishing her latest novel, The Stolen Child on Thursday April 6th and I get to share an extract with you all. First though, here’s all of the bookish information!

About the book:

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Zoe and Ollie Morley tried for years to have a baby and couldn’t. They turned to adoption and their dreams came true when they were approved to adopt a little girl from birth. They named her Evie.

Seven years later, the family has moved to Yorkshire and grown in number: a wonderful surprise in the form of baby Ben. As a working mum it’s not easy for Zoe, but life is good.

But then Evie begins to receive letters and gifts.

The sender claims to be her birth father.

He has been looking for his daughter.

And now he is coming to take her back…

Buy the book:

The Stolen Child by Sanjida Kay

About the author:

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‘Bone by Bone’, published by Corvus Books, was Sanjida’s first psychological thriller. It was longlisted for a CWA Steel Dagger Award, and was nominated as one of the best crime and thriller books of the year by the Guardian and the Sunday Express. It has also been published as an audio book by Audible.

Sanjida’s second thriller, ‘The Stolen Child’, is out in April. It’s set in Ilkley, where she grew up. Sanjida spent a large proportion of her childhood rambling over the moor, as you’ll probably be able to tell!

Sanjida lives in Bristol, with her husband and daughter.

Extract:

I’ve been searching for you since you were born. There hasn’t been a single day when I haven’t missed you or thought about you. Seven years. It’s taken me seven years. I would never have given up – I hope you realize that when you’re older and understand what I’ve been through. Sometimes I thought I would never find you, but I always knew that God was on my side, and He would help me put this wrong right. As the Lord says, ‘My success can only come from Him. In Him I trust, and unto Him I look.’

I never gave up looking for you but, at times, I was sad and felt hopeless. On one of those occasions, I visited my parents in Yorkshire: where we come from, you and I. They don’t make me happy, my parents, your grandparents, but we are getting on better now. My mother told me some details about your fake mother she’d never mentioned before. I was able to track her down. That was how I found you. It was two years ago. I was walking home along the edge of the river, past the park, feeling the weight of my life pressing down on my shoulders. I knew you lived here by that stage, you see, but I hadn’t managed to find your address yet.

I saw a little girl standing at the top of a slide. I couldn’t see your face – your hair was haloed by light. I felt my breath catch, my heart beat quicken. You slid down, your dress rising. I remember you were wearing shoes with clear sequins and embroidered strawberries. I felt the old sadness rise in me, you seemed about the same age as my daughter, and I was reminded, yet again, of what I had lost. You turned to look at me. I don’t think you realized our connection; maybe I caught your eye because I was standing so still, watching you. The shock of recognition hit me, like a blow to my chest; a left hook to my stomach. You smiled. Your green eyes glowed. You still had your baby teeth. You were – and are – so beautiful. I was absolutely certain, like I know the feel of the breath in my body, the beat of my heart. You, the little girl on the slide, were my daughter. You were five years old. I had finally found you.

I sat on a park bench and pretended to read a paper. I watched you and watched you, drinking you in, like a thirsty man craves water in a desert. You have the same colour eyes as me. You certainly don’t look like your adopted mother, father or your baby brother. I was relieved to see that you were healthy and happy – although you are painfully small and thin for your age. I’ve been worrying all this time – what if your pretend parents didn’t care for you or didn’t love you? They do. They do love you – I can see that. But then, they’re well off. They can afford to buy you nice things. I followed you home. I couldn’t bear to lose you again.

Over the next year, it took hard work to get close to you, but I was energized, I had a purpose once more. And nothing was going to get between me and my daughter again. Later, when I was able to speak to you, you told me that you left London when you were little. It’s ironic that you’ve been here all along while I was on the other side of the world. Now that I know you better, I can see you’re not as happy as you looked then, that carefree day in the park. You’re troubled. It’s sad to see it in a child – but how could you not be? For your entire life, you’ve been in mourning for your real parents. You lost something so profound, the day you were born, that you have never been able to recover. I watch you: in the playground, walking home from school, in your bedroom at night. You are like a beautiful bowl that has been cracked. There’s a fragment missing. I will heal you. I will mend you. I am your flesh and blood. I’m the lost piece in your life. No one can love you as much as I do. No one else knows how you feel like I do; no one else sees your loss.

Every day is a bitter-sweet joy. I watch you as often as I can, but I have to maintain my distance. Your fake parents touch you, hug you, kiss you. I can never get close enough. Even when I’m right next to you, I’m not near enough. The relief I felt on finding you was tarnished, because the old bitterness and rage rose up again.

They stole you from me. They took you away for seven years. Your entire lifetime. A life sentence. The waiting has been endless. The watching. The planning. Now, finally, I’m almost ready. I’ve got a few things to take care of and then we can be reunited. Make no mistake, my darling. I am coming for you.

I will take you back.


I haven’t had a chance to read The Stolen Child YET, but it is on my April TBR so keep an eye out for my review. Having read and loved Bone By Bone by Sanjida Kay, I am totally looking forward to reading this one!

Make sure to check out what Liz thought about it tomorrow on Liz Loves Books!

Her Husband’s Lover by Julia Crouch 

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About the book:

She stole her husband. Now she wants to take her life.

After the horrors of the past, Louisa Williams is desperate to make a clean start.
Her husband Sam is dead. Her children, too, are gone, victims of the car accident in which he died.
Sam said that she would never get away from him. That he would hound her to death if she tried to leave. Louisa never thought that he would want to harm their children though.
But then she never thought that he would betray her with a woman like Sophie.
And now Sophie is determined to take all that Louisa has left. She wants to destroy her reputation and to take what she thinks is owed her – the life she would have had if Sam had lived.
Her husband’s lover wants to take her life. The only question is will Louisa let her?

Buy the book:

Her Husband’s Lover by Julia Crouch

About the author:

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Julia Crouch grew up in Cambridge and studied Drama at Bristol University. She spent ten years working as a theatre director and playwright, then, after a spell of teaching, she somehow became a successful graphic and website designer, a career she followed for another decade while raising her three children. An MA in sequential illustration re-awoke her love of narrative and a couple of Open University creative writing courses brought it to the fore.

Cuckoo, her first novel, emerged as a very rough draft during NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in 2008. A year’s editing got it ready for submission to an agent and within a couple of months she had a book deal with Headline and had given up the day job.

Every Vow You Break, her second novel, was published in March 2012, Tarnished, her third, came out in 2013, followed by Every Vow You Break in 2014 and Her Husband’s Lover in 2017. She is also published in Italy, France, Germany, Holland, Brazil and China.

Unable to find a sub-genre of crime writing that neatly described her work, she came up with the term Domestic Noir, which is now widely accepted as the label for one of the most popular crime genres today. She has even written a foreword to a book of academic essays on the subject.

She works in a shed at the bottom of the Brighton house she shares with her husband, the actor and playwright Tim Crouch, their three children, two cats called Keith and Sandra, and about twelve guitars (you can find #Keith, who has his own hashtag, on twitter). She is a self-confessed geek and fights a daily battle to resist tinkering with the code on her website, which can be found at http://www.juliacrouch.co.uk.

My thoughts:

In a bid to work through my TBR, I picked this up at the end of February as I had seen lots of brilliant early reviews for it. I haven’t actually read any of Julia Crouch’s books so this was all new to me. That being said, I do have Cuckoo on my personal TBR, but let’s face it, that’s a black hole of books at the moment so who knows when I’ll actually get to read anything from those shelves!

Her Husband’s Lover is an intriguing read. Very much character-driven more so than anything else. Julia Crouch has written some very complex characters in this book. It’s very hard to review this without giving anything away if I’m honest though!

The book follows Louisa, who is running away from her abusive husband. Fleeing with her two kids, they end up in a crash which kills her husband and children. Upon her recovery, Louisa finds out her husband had a mistress, who is pregnant with his child. What follows is a tense and twisty read, full of red herrings!

A psychological thriller, with elements of domestic noir, Her Husband’s Lover is quite a clever book. I think if you enjoy BA Paris and Lisa Hall’s books, you will love this one.

As I said, I can’t review it properly without possibly giving away anything. I did figure out some stuff early on but Julia Crouch has done a good job with this one! Definitely an interesting read for sure.

Recommended!

They All Fall Down by Cat Hogan

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About the book:

Ring-a-ring o rosie . . .

How far would you go?

Jen Harper likes to play it safe. She is settling into life on the outskirts of a sleepy fishing village with her little boy, Danny. Life by the sea just how she wanted it.

When she meets Andy, she feels the time has come to put her baggage and the scars of the past behind her. Then she is introduced to Scott, Andy s best friend, and is stung by his obvious disdain for her. Why is Scott so protective of his best friend? What is the dark secret that threatens all of them?

In her attempt to find answers, Jen must confront her demons and push her relationships to their limits. By digging up the past, she puts Danny and herself in danger. Will she succeed in uncovering the truth before they all fall down?

They All Fall Down was published in 2016, click HERE to get your copy!

About the author:

Cat Hogan was born into a home of bookworms and within spitting distance of the sea. Her father, Pat, a lightship man, instilled in her a love of the sea and the stars. Her mother, Mag, taught her how to read before she could walk.
Writing, storytelling and a wild imagination is part of her DNA.

The beautiful County Wexford, Ireland is home to Cat, her musician partner Dave, two beautiful sons Joey and Arthur, and her tomcat Jim Hawkins. There they live a life of storytelling, song and adventure. The other love of Cat’s life is food. A self-professed foodie, there is nothing she loves more than feeding a houseful of friends round her kitchen table.

When she is not conjuring up imaginary friends, she can be found supporting local musicians and writers of which there is an abundance in her home town. One of her first endorsements for her novel is also her favourite and comes from fellow Wexfordian of Artemis Fowl fame.

‘If the Gone Girl met the Girl on the Train, they would have come up with They All Fall Down’ -Eoin Colfer.

They All Fall Down is Cat’s debut novel.

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My thoughts:

I had seen Cat’s book knocking around social media but knowing I didn’t have the time to read it, I bought it and shelved it until I had a chance to read it in my own time. I did manage to take part in the blog tour last year though, and had a Q&A with the lovely lady herself, you can read that HERE.

Anyway, I picked this up after agonizing for ages about what to read, and I was pleasantly surprised. They All Fall Down is a psychological thriller, with a strong emphasis on friendship and trust. Following Jen Harper, and her son Danny as they settle in to a sleepy fishing village, it becomes obvious that there is definitely something a bit sinister in the offing for them.

I’m not going to go into the plot for fear of the dreaded spoilers. However, what I will say is that Cat Hogan has shown great promise in her writing. Capable of creating hateful characters, while balancing them out with the likes of Jen and her friends, I’d be intrigued to see where she goes with her next book.

I won’t lie, there were a few niggles for me with They All Fall Down. The main one, which is completely my issue, is that I don’t read Irish fiction. Yes, I’m Irish, shame on me. The author has the Irish mannerisms down with this book though, even the “bye,bye,bye,bye” that we’re all guilty of when we’re hanging up from a phone call. However, I am so used to reading US, Scandi and UK fiction, that it all threw me a little. I’m used to it in life, but not in fiction I guess!

That being said, They All Fall Down is definitely a good read. I had it read in less than 24 hours, it was the kind of book that you have to keep reading. I read a lot (A HELL OF A LOT) of books in the psych thriller genre, so there was nothing new for me with this one, but it was enjoyable all the same! Cat Hogan is definitely one to watch out for.

Recommended!

 

*Blog Tour* Witness by Caroline Mitchell

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*Many thanks to the author for my review copy*

Firstly, HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!!! 😊

I’m thrilled to be hosting one of today’s stops on the blog tour for Caroline Mitchell’s new psychological thriller, Witness. Make sure to see what Abbie at Bloomin Brilliant Books has got for you guys too as she’s my blog tour buddy today!

Now, onto the good stuff! 🙂

About the book:

To Rebecca it was a brave decision that led to her freedom from domestic abuse. To Solomon it was the ultimate betrayal.

It’s been ten years since Rebecca’s testimony saw Solomon locked away. Enough time for the nightmares to recede, the nerves to relax; enough time to rebuild her life and put the past behind her.

Then one day a phone rings in her bedroom—but it’s not her phone. Solomon has been in her home, and has a very simple message for her: for each of the ten years he has spent in jail, Rebecca must witness a crime. And, to make matters worse, she has to choose the victims.

Fail to respond and you get hurt. Talk to police and you die. Ready to play? You have sixty seconds to decide…

As the crimes grow more severe, the victims closer to home, Rebecca is forced to confront a past she had hoped was gone forever.

Released on Dec 20th, click HERE to get your copy of Witness!

About the author:

A former police detective, Caroline has worked in CID and specialised in roles dealing with vulnerable victims, high risk victims of domestic abuse, and serious sexual offences. Originally from Ireland, Caroline lives with her family in a pretty village on the coast of Essex. She now writes full time.
Published by Bookouture, her DC Knight crime thriller series reached the number one position in the Amazon crime charts. Love You To Death, the first in her new series featuring DS Ruby Preston was published on 11th November 2016.

Her new psychological thriller, Witness, was published with Thomas & Mercer on 20th December 2016.

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My thoughts:

I’m not going to lie, it took me weeks to read Witness. NOT because I didn’t like it, but because I had a ton of other books on the go as well so I didn’t get to read Witness in solid sittings! However, that did not stop my enjoyment of the book at all.

Witness is a stunning book. A study on how sociopathic people can live among us and nobody is any the wiser until it’s too late. Filled with loathsome acts, with a very twisted antagonist, it’s definitely a book that will unnerve you.

Reminiscent of Elizabeth Haynes’ Into The Darkest Corner with regards its treatment of all-consuming relationships and the havoc they can wreak, Witness is a very clever psychological thriller.

 Caroline Mitchell has done an excellent job of delving into the psyche of a sociopath, furnishing the reader with all manner of horrendous thoughts from their mind. It is creepy, chilling and completely enthralling to read.

I cannot recommend Witness highly enough. Full of devastation and carnage, with a very intriguing premise, it’s definitely one to add to your list! Especially with today being Christmas. Go on, treat yourself… you won’t regret it! 😉📚

Final Girls by Riley Sager

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*Many thanks to the publishers for my Netgalley review copy*

About the book:

Each girl survived an unthinkable horror. Now someone wants them dead…

They were the victims of separate massacres. Three strangers bound by similar traumas grouped together by the press.

When something terrible happens to Lisa, put-together Quincy and volatile Sam finally meet. Each one influences the other. Each one has dark secrets. And after the bloodstained fingers of the past reach into the present, each one will never be the same.

Final Girls is out in July 2017 but you can preorder your copy by clicking HERE.

My thoughts:

Final Girls is a book that’s being touted as one of the psych thrillers to watch out for in 2017, and I’m sure that if you enjoy these kinds of books then you love this on. Hell, I read a ton of these books, so you’d think that I’d be raving right?! Sadly not.

Don’t get me wrong, Final Girls has all of the ingredients needed to make a decent psychological thriller, but for me, it just didn’t fit together the way I was hoping.

Final Girls is the title given to those who survive a massacre, who walk out when nobody else does, who live to tell the tale. In this case, enter Quincy, Sam and Lisa. Each one of these girls survived something horrific, and the reader is given glimpses into their nightmare experiences.

Quincy is essentially the main character. Surviving Pine Cottage, she has taken refuge in her baking blog. Unexpectedly, Samantha Boyd shows up after being off the radar completely. Just in time to deal with the fallout from the The events surrounding 3rd Final Girl, Lisa.

And that’s where I will stop describing it. In the interest of honesty, I had early suspicions which were confirmed as I kept reading. While this didn’t deter me, it made me less inclined to care for the characters if that makes sense?!

FinL Girls is twisty, there’s no doubt about that. It would make an interesting movie, I can see it translating to cinema quite easily I think! I have seen absolute rave reviews for this book, and though it didn’t really grab me 100%, I can see this one being popular next year.

If you like psych thrillers give this one a go! I’ll be keeping an eye on this one, I reckon it will be a hit!

*Blog Tour* While You Were Sleeping by Kathryn Croft

Hi everyone,

Today is my stop on the blog tour for While You Were Sleeping, the new psychological thriller from Bookouture author, Kathryn Croft.

*Many thanks to Bookouture for my Netgalley review copy*

Here’s all the bookish info you need:

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About the book:

You wake up to find the man beside you is dead.
He is not your husband. This is not your bed.
What do you do?

Tara Logan lives a quiet life with her husband, Noah, and two children, teenager Rosie and eleven-year-old Spencer.

But her peace is shattered when she wakes in her neighbour Lee’s bed, with no memory of how she got there or what happened between them.
And worse – he has been stabbed to death.

Convinced she didn’t kill Lee, Tara stays silent, fearing the truth will rip her family apart.

But as her daughter spirals out of control, and her husband becomes increasingly distant, Tara soon realises that someone in her life knows what really happened to Lee. She must get to the truth before they do.

Tara made a mistake … but will one night cost her everything?

GET YOUR COPY BY CLICKING HERE.

About the author:

Kathryn Croft is the bestselling author of The Girl With No Past, which spent over four weeks at number one in the Amazon chart. Her other novels, Behind Closed Doors and The Stranger Within, and The Girl You Lost all reached number one in the psychological thriller charts.

Her fifth novel, While You Were Sleeping, will be published on 16th November 2016, and is now available for preorder on Amazon.

After six years teaching secondary school English, Kathryn now writes full time and has a publishing deal with Bookouture.

Having always been an avid reader, Kathryn believes in the power of words to entertain, teach and transform lives. She is also a firm believer in following your dreams and says anything is possible if you work hard enough and never give up!

Kathryn lives in Guildford, Surrey with her husband, baby son and two cats.

http://www.kathryncroft.com

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My thoughts:

I knew Kathryn had a new book coming out, but I was really good and hadn’t requested it on Netgalley, and then I heard from the lovely Kim at Bookouture asking if I’d take part in the blog tour. Having read and thoroughly enjoyed two of Kathryn’s previous books, how could I refuse?! 😂🙈

While You Were Sleeping is a psychological thriller which focuses on Tara Logan and her family and the effect that keeping secrets can have on your family, friends and those you are closest to. Tara wakes up next to her dead neighbour, in his bed. What happened to Lee? And why is Tara there?

I read this book in two sittings. I couldn’t put it down because the narrative is almost compulsive in its delivery. The characterisation is interesting too. To be honest, the only character I liked, was 11 year old Spencer. Intuitive but searingly innocent, he is the least tainted character in a book full of terrible people.

Secrets have the ability to destroy lives, and While You Were Sleeping is a good example of what can happen to those who hide things. It seems as though everyone is hiding something, which creates seriously unreliable narrators and makes the reader question everyone and their motives.

I found While You Were Sleeping to be a fast-paced read. Full of characters that are divisive and morally wrong, it’s definitely going to be interesting to see how other readers will get on! For me personally, it was not as gripping as her previous books but still a good read all the same. Pure escapism, with a hint of implausibility, but I was hooked nonetheless!

Previous Kathryn Croft reviews:

The Girl With No Past by Kathryn Croft

The Girl You Lost by Kathryn Croft

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