The Christmas spirit continues today with an extract from Christmas Secrets in Snowflake Cove before we delve into the book this is what it’s about.
Christmas is a time for family and friends, miracles and magic, falling snow and roaring fires, fun, laughter and festive feasts. In Snowflake Cove, it’s also a time for secrets to be revealed…
Evie Starr is hoping for more than a sprinkling of magic this Christmas. The family-run Snowflake Inn is virtually empty and the Starr’s financial future isn’t looking bright. But Evie’s gran, Jessie has a secret that might help.
Enigmatic, Zachary Thorn is every woman’s dream. He’s also ex-SAS, so his secrets are classified. The Christmas Special of his feel-good, TV show is set in Michaelmas Bay – until a phone call means he’s spending Christmas in nearby Snowflake Cove.
Evie’s best friend, Juniper thinks boyfriend Darren has a secret. Evie knows he does. And Evie’s niece, Raven is hiding feelings for Juniper’s brother – who has a secret crush of his own.
But the biggest secret in Snowflake Cove is the identity of Raven’s dad.
With snow falling thick and fast and secrets being revealed one after another, will everyone be snuggling up by the fire on Christmas Eve, or are some secrets best kept hidden…?
To give you an idea of what’s going on, Evie Starr has just had a rather embarrassing mobile phone conversation with TV show host, Zachary Thorn and she’s trying to explain to her, somewhat oddball family that she would rather not meet him. Enjoy the extract.
‘You must be joking, Gran. I can’t face the man after this. You, Mum and Dad will have to talk to him if he does come. And you’ll have to show him around.’
‘What about me?’ Raven asked. Still wearing her coat, she was perched on the edge of her seat and hunched over the kitchen table.
‘You’re too young to be drinking sherry,’ John said.
Raven rolled her eyes. ‘I’ve drunk far stronger stuff than sherry, Grandpa, but you can keep that muck. Yuck. Can’t stand it. I meant what about me meeting Zachary? I won’t say anything stupid like he’s got a ‘hot bod’, or anything. He’s waaaay too old for me to find attractive.’
Molly passed her two mince pies on a plate and smiled. ‘That should make him feel wonderful, Raven. We’re trying to impress him, not tell him he’s past it.’
‘Duh-uh. I wouldn’t tell him he’s old. I’m not stupid, you know. How many calories are there in these?’
‘Not enough for you to worry about. Just enjoy them, darling.’ Molly sprinkled them with icing sugar. ‘That’s to make you even sweeter than you are, if that’s possible.’ She blew her granddaughter a kiss and reached out and stroked her hair.
Raven smiled at her before shoving an entire mince pie into her mouth and grinning at Evie.
‘Delightful,’ Evie said, grinning back. It made a change to see anything on Raven’s face other than a frown.
‘Well someone’s got to speak to the man,’ Jessie said, ‘and it won’t be me. I do enough around here as it is and he’s not going to drag himself from The Grand Hotel in Michaelmas Bay to see an eighty-eight-year-old. Don’t I get a mince pie? It is my secret recipe and I did help to make them, after all.’
Molly put two mince pies on a plate and sprinkled them with icing sugar. She glanced at Jessie, grinned and sprinkled more icing sugar over them before passing her the plate and winking at her.
Jessie screwed up her eyes. ‘Don’t think that was lost on me, Molly Starr because it wasn’t.’ She smiled and bit into one, closing her eyes and leaning back in her armchair. ‘Heaven. Even if I do say so myself.’
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Having lived and worked in London for several years, Emily returned to her home town of Hastings where she now spends her days writing… and chatting on social media. Emily is a Member of the SoA, a PAN member of the RWA and a Pro Member of ALLi. She’s an Amazon bestseller and a Kindle All Star. Emily loves writing and her stories are sure to bring a smile to your face and a warmth to your heart.
Emily says, “I write about friendship, family and falling in love. I believe in happing endings.” When she isn’t writing, she can be found enjoying the stunning East Sussex coast and countryside, or in a wine bar with friends, discussing life, love and the latest TV shows. Chocolate cake is often eaten. She dislikes housework almost as much as she dislikes anchovies – and will do anything to avoid both.