Glimpses

Excerpt:   I’m a city guy, born and raised, but I’d seen more than my fair share of the world. My home was in the heart of Camden, a stone’s throw from the Regent’s Canal, surrounded by the hustle and bustle of London life. If my roots lay anywhere, it…

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Hidden Magic – Relic Guardians Book Two

Hidden Magic the second book in the Relic Guardians series co-written with Meg Cowley is now available! One stone. One Wish. One life changing event. I’m Hayley Bevan, a museum curator, and my secondment to New York is about to get a whole lot more interesting. I couldn’t wait to pore…

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Ancient Magic, Relic Guardians Book One

The Relic Guardians series is co-written with the talented Meg Cowley, Meg’s books will follow Zoe Stark, a no nonsense witch and bounty hunter, and my books will follow Hayley Bevan, a museum curator, newly endowed with magical powers and caught up in a world she never knew existed. We…

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Sir Terry Pratchett on Cats

“I meant,” said Ipslore bitterly, “what is there in this world that truly makes life worthwhile?” Death thought about it “CATS,” he said eventually. “CATS ARE NICE.” ~ Terry Pratchett ~ Sourcery ~   [feather_share size=”24″]

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A Matter of Death – excerpt

This week I have decided to give you a sneak preview of A Matter of Death, a short story available by joining my mailing list here. *** I kicked off my boots and stumbled to the bed, falling face down in a heap on top of the covers. My feet…

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The Knock

After a couple of weeks of some longer fiction, I am posting a much shorter piece for you this week, and at under 500 words, I think it may be the shortest yet. Although, I hope you still enjoy The Knock. *** Every night there is a knock at the…

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Thrice to Dream

This is a little longer than my usual flash fiction. It’s a short story called Thrice to Dream. *** ‘Oh, come on,’ I say when the car grinds to a stop in the traffic jam that blights my commute. The windscreen wipers judder and squeak through the shower of rain, and…

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Downfallen

This is a piece of flash-fiction I wrote some time ago. I had planned on sharing a different story with you today, but decided this one was more appropriate for the mood I am in. As the title suggests, this piece is called Downfallen. *** Ben sagged against the front…

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