#SexySnippets...where an unusual welcome takes place...

Hi all, and welcome to this week's #SexySnippets.

It's more than chilly where I live. So I've amused myself by reading books set in the summer. Then I did a quick go through of my first ever chick lit, which will be out in May. I'm allover excited about it. It's written as Katy Lilley, Raven's softer, sweeter side.
I'm due a cover soon, and so looking forward to it. In face every last thing about this story, The Pop-up Bookshop on the Cliffs (A Cliff Cottage story) is exciting. 
And scary. It's a whole new ballgame.

Anyway...as it's set in sunny Devon, I thought I'd do my #SexySnippets from that.

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Blurb

When Bryony comes into money, the first thing she does is move to Devon, along with her escapologist dog and two lazy cats.

Where on her first day, she encounters Mr Grumpy.

AKA Dario Monk.

He thought Cliff Cottage, her new home was his and isn’t happy to meet her.

However his ex wife, likes her.

His sister doesn’t, but she doesn’t like anyone.

Bryony’s dog keeps escaping, her barn needs emptying, and a green van goes up and down the lane like a demented gnat.

She is inveigled into running a pop-up bookshop, and hosting a talk by the mysterious erotic thriller author, Mandi with an ‘i’ Rook.

Mandi isn’t the only mystery around Little Brandish.

After all, Bryony has a lot of money, she’d not spoken about, Dario has secrets he hasn’t shared, and what with their growing attraction, it’s got to be a recipe for disaster.

Or has it?~~~

and your #SexySnippets

The sky was blue, not a cloud in sight—the perfect postcard picture. She blocked out thoughts of long winter nights, frozen pipes and no doubt chilblains if people still got them; and grabbed the door key from the glove compartment. With a sigh of pleasure—she’d arrived and it was time to start the next part of her life properly—Bryony stepped out of the car, stretched, bent over to touch her toes… and screamed. Something cold and damp had goosed her.

‘What the…?’  Bryony straightened faster than she’d ever done before, swung around and glared at her assailant. Her plait missed said assailant by scant inches, which was just as well—he’d probably have bitten it in half.

The dog grinned—bared its teeth, which gave her a good indication of which end was which—and barked.

Hope that has warmed you up in a nice gentle way, and made you want to read more. 

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Happy reading,

love Raven x