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Christmas made easy by Accent Press

Who doesn’t love books for Christmas?! We’ve picked the perfect titles for everyone to enjoy this Christmas.

For the crime lover:

The Black Path by Paul Burston


Described by Edgar and Macavity-winning crime writer Alex Marwood to be ‘deliciously creepy and surprisingly emotional.’ Paul Burston brilliantly takes his hand at crime writing with his debut thriller The Black Path. A dark tale of love and lies, obsession and betrayal, The Black Path will appeal to fans of ‘domestic noir’ and anyone who’s ever wondered about the secrets people keep. Buy Here

Falling Suns by J A Corrigan


Ex-DI Rachel’s small son is missing. Then his body is discovered. Her cousin Michael is found guilty of his murder and incarcerated in a secure psychiatric unit. Four years later, now divorced and back in the police force, Rachel discovers that Michael is being released to a less secure step-down unit, with his freedom a likely eventuality. Unable to cope with this, she decides upon revenge, assuming a new identity to hunt him down and kill him. Buy Here

The Deadline by Jackie Kabler


When TV reporter Cora Baxter attends the scene of a murder in a London park, she’s horrified to discover the victim is someone she knows and devastated when one of her best friends is charged with the crime. Suddenly the fun-filled life of Cora and her eccentric camera crew takes a darker turn. Buy Here

For the History Buff:

The Chronicles of St Mary’s by Jodi Taylor


Time travel meets history in this explosive, bestselling adventure series. At St Mary s Institute of Historical Research, the historians don t just study the past, they revisit it. Behind the strait-laced façade of a conventional academic institution, the secret of time travel is being used for ground-breaking and daring historical research taking the historians on a rollercoaster ride through history: from the destruction of Pompeii to the Normandy trenches; from the Great Fire of London to Bronze Age Troy and even to the time of the dinosaurs… Buy Here.

The White Ship by Nicholas Salamon


In 1119 AD Normandy is ruled uneasily by its duke, Henry King of England. Bertold is on the fringes of the aristocratic world but will soon be caught up in battles for power, drawn in by a woman he loves.  Buy Here.

The Witch of Eye by Mari Griffith


1435, England. Eleanor Cobham has married into the highest ranks of the aristocracy – she is now the Duchess of Gloucester. Eleanor craves the one thing she lacks: a son and heir, and with him a possible route to the throne of England. Desperate, Eleanor turns to the one person she believes can help her: Margery Jourdemayne, the infamous Witch of Eye. Such help comes at a high price … Buy Here.

For the chick-lit lover

The Magic of Ramblings by Kate Field


 When Cassie accepts a job as companion to an old lady in a remote Lancashire village, she hopes for a quiet life where she can forget herself, her past and most especially men. The last thing she wants is to be drawn into saving a community that seems determined to take her to its heart and to resuscitate hers… Buy Here.

Somebody Else’s Boy Jo Bartlett


Will Nancy and Jack be allowed to embrace the future, or will their histories forever bind them to the past? Drama teacher Nancy O’Brien puts her ambitions on hold to support her family, and returns to her idyllic seaside home town, St Nicholas Bay. Jack has his own reasons for heading to the Bay; a young widower desperate to come to terms with his loss, he hopes setting up home there with baby son, Toby, might just enable him to survive the future. Buy Here.

Souper Mum by Kristen Bailey


Monday morning can’t get any worse for harassed mum-of-four Jools Campbell when, after a frantic school run, she’s cornered in the supermarket by pompous celebrity chef Tommy McCoy, who starts criticising the contents of her trolley. In a hurry and short of patience, she berates McCoy for judging her when she hasn’t the time or the money to feed her family in line with his elitist ideals. Unbeknownst to Jools, her rant has been filmed and immediately goes viral on YouTube, making her a reluctant celebrity overnight. Buy Here.

For the Poet: 

Amnesia by Rhys Milsom


This collection is a glimpse into moments in life that anyone can connect with. The themes of love and loss linger throughout the collection, treading lightly through some poems, but also – unapologetically – being the central point of others. Each poem is a glance at life: what makes us tick, what makes us who we are, why we choose our paths, why we do what we do. The collected poems were written over a number of years, each representing unique perspectives of life seen through the author’s eyes. The word ‘amnesia’, as a title, was chosen as an antidote to remedy the collective impact of the collection. Buy Here.

Transition by Rhys Milsom


A collection of poems by acclaimed poet Rhys Milsom. Buy Here.

For the Sport lover:

Rugby Generations by Jos Andrews


For many, the ultimate dream is to play rugby for their country. Today the financial rewards of playing at the top have moved to a new level, but teamwork, family, friendship and pride are still priceless. This revealing book charts the history of the game through the stories and voices of players, past and present, and paints an intimate picture of a rugby world which has changed beyond recognition, but still keeps the same hold on all involved. With a foreword by international referee, Nigel Owens, this is a fascinating personal insight into the life and times of Welsh rugby. Buy Here.

For the young book addict:

Paper Princess by Carys Jones


Tilly is about to start secondary school, the same school as her older sisters, Monica and Maria. But Tilly doesn’t fit in with her sisters. She doesn’t really fit in with anyone. Her head is always filled with fairy tales and potential happily-ever-after endings. In her mind she’s still a princess trapped up in a tower waiting to be rescued. Everyone is telling Tilly that she needs to stop believing in fairy tales and start being present in the real world. But with so many things changing beyond her control is Tilly really ready to give up the one thing which makes her feel safe? Buy Here.

The Girl Who Cried Wolf by Bella James


A growing up story with a difference, and a startling debut, The Girl Who Cried Wolf shows the tumultuous transition from teenager to young woman and is a story about believing in something, whether love, faith or simply yourself.  Buy Here.

Happy book shopping!

Asking What If? By Lynne Shelby


French Kissing author Lynne Shelby stops by Accent Hub to tell us where she gets her inspiration from to write the fabulous stories contained in her novels. 


The question I’m asked most often as a writer is where I get my ideas. The answer is that a story can be inspired by almost anything and at any time. I love travelling, and often find that I’m inspired to write when I’m exploring a foreign city, throwing my two main characters together in an unfamiliar setting and seeing how they react. piazza-navona-blog-post-pictureA few years’ ago, I was walking along a street in Rome near the Piazza Navona (hungry after a day’s sight-seeing, my husband and I were looking for a restaurant) when I overheard two girls – one Italian, one American – talking, the American telling the Italian girl that ‘the job will only be for six months.’ I still have the notes I wrote when we got back to our hotel: ‘American in Rome. Why? Tourist? What job? Is she working in Rome for six months? Or going back to the States? Does she have an Italian boyfriend who she’s leaving? Or an American boyfriend who wants her to return?’ Answering those questions will make a story, Rome will be the location, and the photos I took on that trip to Italy will be pinned to an inspiration board in my writing room.

I get many ideas for stories from snatches of other people’s conversations. My debut novel, ‘French Kissing,’ was originally inspired by a telephone conversation overheard when I was travelling back to London from Paris on the Eurostar with my family. A young Frenchman sitting across the aisle spent the journey calling his English friends on his mobile, informing them that he, François, was on his way to England, and suggesting they meet up. Unfortunately none of them seemed to want to meet him. By the time we reached St Pancras, I was feeling very sorry for François, and I’d had the idea for a story in which a Frenchman coming to London is very much welcomed by an English girl. These characters eventually became Alexandre and Anna, the hero and heroine of ‘French Kissing,’ and the novel takes place in London and Paris, two of my favorite cities.

Of course, you don’t have to travel far from home to find inspiration. A few days ago, I was standing in the queue at our local supermarket, when I noticed a twenty-something man buying a huge bunch of flowers. Who were they for? His girlfriend? His wife? His mother? And why was he buying them at 9.00 o’clock on a Sunday morning? Were they a symbol of his affection – or a peace offering? What if he forgot to take the price off – what would be the recipient’s reaction? A mundane event, but it could be worked up into the first chapter of a romantic novel. Another time I was in a crowded train on the London underground, when I overheard a man say to his friend, ‘If I’m still with her when I’m thirty-five, if I haven’t found someone better,  I’ll marry her. I’m getting married when I’m thirty-five to whoever I’m with at the time.’ It didn’t seem to have occurred to this egoistic, obnoxious individual that whoever he was dating might have her own opinion about the matter – and it certainly gave me an idea for a story.

Stories waiting to be told are all around, but one place I don’t get ideas is sitting in front of a blank computer screen waiting for inspiration to strike. Like many writers I spend a lot of time in my writing room with my laptop, but only after my idea has begun to take shape – usually this means I have a beginning and an end, even if I don’t know what’s going to happen in  between.

As for my idea for a novel set in Italy – A couple of weeks ago, I happened to fall into conversation with a woman sitting at the next table in a hotel restaurant. She turned out to be a professor from an American university with an extremely interesting reason for visiting Europe… And now I have my answers as to what my American heroine was doing in Rome, and know I have to write her story.

If you’d like to read all about how Francois became Alexandre, and this time welcomed with opened arms, make sure you read French Kissing, which is available here.

Be sure to never miss a thing by following Lynne on Social Media:

Twitter: @LynneB1

Facebook: www.facebook.com/LynneShelbyWriter

Website & Blog: http://www.lynneshelby.com


Guest Post: Julie Roberts at Newbury Craft Fair


Accent Hub welcomes Julie Roberts onto the blog today. Julie tells us of her successful weekend at Newbury Craft Fair and gives you a little taster of her much loved novel, The Hidden Legacy.

I haven’t been a seller at a craft fair for some time, so I ventured out this November with my novel The Hidden Legacy. The moment of should I was a promotion decision that needed careful thinking about –the  table cost, petrol, should I be using this time to write?


Well, It was worth every minute of my day. I spent lots of time talking to so many people, mothers pushing their babies, ladies with time to read on a cold winter’s day, and those suffering partners who I persuaded to take home an extra Christmas gift for the lady in their lives.


I enjoyed the atmosphere of the hall, the variety of so many different stalls, the refreshments, just coffee for me as I did not have time to sit and eat my sandwich lunch.


And only two books left to take home. Time to order more books…

With Christmas in mind, why not treat yourself or a loved one to The Hidden Legacy. Here’s a little taster of my regency romance.


April 1815

This moment was the beginning of her new life.

Meredith stood in front of a building in Ludgate Hill. She owned every brick and room squeezed between a silversmith and a tailor’s premises. From today it was her home, her art studio, and gallery. She wanted to dance and clap her hands, though such girlish behaviour would not be appropriate. But it was still a wonder that her beloved guardian, Frederick, had bequeathed it to her.

She stepped close to the bow window, which reflected her green eyes bright with happiness. A light breeze lifted a strand of dark hair as she rubbed her finger over a dust spot. The new easels had emptied her purse, but they had been worth every penny as they displayed her two favourite paintings, a river scene and a portrait of a boy.

The sound of bolts being drawn in the adjoining shops made her heart beat faster. Could she succeed in the art world? Would artists allow an un-sponsored, unprotected woman into their realm of canvas and oils? Enter studios where models were draped in only swathes of scarlet silk?

Going inside, she left the front door open. It presented a more welcoming entrance than a client having to knock. The dusty and dingy room of two weeks ago was now covered with unbleached linen panels. It had transformed the space into a light and airy gallery. In pride of place on the long wall was her painting of Frederick.

She picked up The Times and read the advertisement she had placed. It looked small and insignificant amongst so many others.

Artist of experience seeks pupils to tutor in the graces of drawing and painting.

Mondays and Wednesdays – 9am until noon.

Charge 5s.0d per morning.

Sanders Studio, Ludgate Hill.

Should she be sitting when a client arrived? She swept her skirt across a wooden chair and seated herself behind a spindly-legged desk that she had bargained fiercely for with a mean-faced trader at a flea market – but she loved the elegant tone it gave the gallery.

Fifteen minutes passed. She couldn’t sit a moment longer and paced the length of the room, counting each step … Thirty minutes! What would she do if no one came? Frederick had, in his will, provided her with an allowance which ought to cover her own expenses. But there was also Mrs Clements to provide for. It had only been proper to invite her to leave Harlington and come to London as her companion and housekeeper. Her tuition money would be essential to pay Mrs Clements’ wages. And what about buying her art materials? If she sold a painting she would need to create another to replace it. Her plan to put aside a little money each quarter for emergencies was looking more than fanciful. Clearly being independent meant shouldering a lot of personal and household responsibilities.

Clattering horses’ hooves sounded outside the window and Meredith hurried to see what was happening. A well-attired gentleman was lifting a little girl from a coach. A moment later he opened the inner gallery door and together they stepped inside.

Now that she could see him better, he was a very handsome gentleman. His dark hair touched the collar of his jacket and his eyes were the darkest of brown. He removed his hat, favoured a slight bow, and said, ‘Good morning. My niece and I have come in answer to an advertisement regarding tuition. Would you please announce to the artist that Mr Fox and Miss Weston are here?’

This was not a good start. He thought she was an assistant? Her hands started to tremble and she clasped them tightly and prayed the dark dress she wore gave her a professional appearance.

She curtsied. ‘You address the artist, sir.’

He stepped back, ‘You! But you’re a …’ he faltered, ‘a lady, a very young lady!’

If this was the reaction she was going to get whenever a prospective client walked through the door, interviews would be extremely tedious. But she would not be intimidated by his words; she raised her head an inch and replied, ‘I am Miss Meredith Sanders, at your service, sir. I can assure you I am fully qualified to tutor.’

Mr Fox gestured to the window. ‘Come closer that I might see better a lady who recommends herself so highly.’

Meredith bit her tongue. How many times had she been warned that her frank speaking would be her downfall? Was she now going to lose this client she so desperately needed?

‘I beg your pardon sir, I meant no offence.’

Amusement tinged his voice as he repeated, ‘I asked you to come nearer the light.’

The last thing she wanted to do was provoke a disagreement, so she stepped forward and said, ‘This is a bright room, sir. However, I am happy to oblige you.’

His gaze started at her feet and moved upwards to her eyes, his expression revealing nothing of his thoughts. ‘Tell me, how many of these paintings can I attribute to you?’

‘All of them, sir.’ Meredith kept her tone civil and swept her arm in a circle towards both long walls. ‘I paint watercolour and oil, portrait and landscape.’

‘Um,’ was his only comment. ‘Do you have a stool for my niece to sit on?’

Meredith indicated a wooden chair in the corner and the child sat down. Miss Weston’s behaviour was demure, but there was an expectation in her, an excitement as she leant forward and watched her uncle’s every move.

Mr Fox toured the room that was now her gallery, stopping to study first a landscape, then a charcoal sketch and finally the portrait of Frederick.

‘Who is this?’

‘My …she hesitated, then the untruth left her lips, ‘my late father, who was also my dearest friend.’

‘Would you say this is a good likeness?’

Her grief, never far from the surface, returned. ‘Oh, yes.’ Her voice warmed, as it always did when she spoke of Frederick. ‘He had the dearest of natures. Those lines beside his eyes were caused by laughter and his lips tilted up at the corner when he smiled. And he always wore the most brilliant of colours.’ She was drawn into the painting, remembering the long summer days in his studio, how he had taught her to mix the oil paints, sketch an outline.

‘I am much taken with your talent, Miss Sanders.’

She forced her memories aside, relieved to hear Mr Fox now viewed her with a more appreciative manner. Now that her initial fear had calmed, she could see his face was not so stern, his voice a more gentle tone. And his fine woollen green jacket fitted his broad shoulders to perfection. She let her gaze drift lower to the pale breeches and highly polished boots. Such an outfit could only come from the highest quality shops. A flutter of excitement ran down to her toes.


You can find out what happens to Meredith in the rest of the novel by purchasing a copy here. 


Black Friday Treats

We’ve got a whole host of treats for you this Black Friday! We’ve got some fanatastic eBook titles at 99p!!!

In the words of Tom Haverford and Donna Meagle – ‘Treat Yo Self’



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Running away can be the answer if you run to the right place…

When Cassie accepts a job as companion to an old lady in a remote Lancashire village, she hopes for a quiet life where she can forget herself, her past and most especially men. The last thing she wants is to be drawn into saving a community that seems determined to take her to its heart – and to resuscitate hers…

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Drama teacher Nancy O’Brien puts her ambitions on hold to support her family, and returns to her idyllic seaside home town, St Nicholas Bay. Jack has his own reasons for heading to the Bay; a young widower desperate to come to terms with his loss, he hopes setting up home there with baby son, Toby, might just enable him to survive the future.

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It is Saturday night and the Pier Ballroom in Swansea is the place to be: For Lily, an evacuee unclaimed by her family at the end of the war; for Judy, taught independence by her war widow mother; for Katie, the product of a marriage between a drunken, violent father and a cowed, beaten mother; and for the spoiled, wilful Helen. It is an evening that fuels jealousies and sows the seeds for friendships, confidences, and romance . .

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Thirteen years ago Amy Crane ran away from everything she knew, ending up in an unfamiliar city with no idea of her future. Now, Amy’s past has caught up with her, arriving on her doorstep in the shape of an old music cassette that Amy hasn’t seen since her university days.  It’s time to confront the real reason Amy left, time to reconnect with all those she left behind and time to stop running…but most of all it’s time to discover why Jack has sent her tape back, after all these years…

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Posy has been dumped by her long-time boyfriend. Lola has lost her job and her home. The village of Steeple Fritton appears to be their only salvation. They have to utilise their assets or go under. But when the assets are a showman s traction engine, an ailing pub and a village full of eccentrics, the new life plan is not immediately obvious to either of them. Then Flynn and Ellis arrive and things go from the sublime to the ridiculous…

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A year after her brother’s fatal accident, Lexie’s life seems to have reached a dead end. She is back home in small-town Hailesbank with her shell-shocked parents, treading softly around their fragile emotions. As the family business drifts into decline, Lexie’s passion for painting and for her one-time mentor Patrick have been buried as deep as her unexpressed grief, until the day her lunch is interrupted by a strange visitor in a bobble hat, dressing gown and bedroom slippers, who climbs through the window…

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Meet the disaster-magnets of St Mary’s Institute of Historical Research as they ricochet around History. Their aim is to observe and document – to try and find the answers to many of History’s unanswered questions…and not to die in the process.

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A quest to rescue historic Central American artefacts becomes a race to prevent an apocalyptic threat when Ruby discovers that the ancients have set in motion something that will threaten the world today.

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This is an adventure story of love, loss, survival and reconciliation. The Handfasted Wife is the story of the Norman Conquest from the perspective of Edith (Elditha) Swanneck, Harold’s common-law wife. She is set aside for a political marriage when Harold becomes king in 1066. Determined to protect her children’s destinies and control her economic future, she is taken to William’s camp when her estate is sacked on the eve of the Battle of Hastings.

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In December 1909 the Very Rev Joshia Martins expires in a dish of mutton and onions leaving his family on the brink of destitution. Abandoned by her noble grandfather, Joshia’s daughter, the eighteen year old Euphemia, takes it on herself to provide for her mother and little brother by entering service. However, on her first day at the unhappy home of Lord Stapleford she discovers a dead body.

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Happy Bargain Hunting!!


Guest Post: Kristen Bailey

second-helping-fb-ad-new-release-2d-final-coverIt’s day two of Kristen Bailey’s Second Helpings Blog! Kristen shares her hopes, fears and farewells to Bake Off – the show that helped inspire her new novel, Second Helpings. 


I’ve been feeling kind of bereft in recent weeks, as last month saw the end of an era….it was the last ever Great British Bake Off on BBC1 with the magic of Mary, Mel and Sue. Sad times.  One questions whether the magic will remain as the show gets transported over to Channel 4.  Will they still allow for soggy bottoms and stiff peaks?  Who will replace Mary? (I’m telling you now Channel 4, please go over to Norwich and track down Delia…).  Will the new show be in a quaint little tent in the gardens of a country house?  Or will they now make all the bakers live together in a house governed by a Geordie voiceover?  I, for one, am a bit apprehensive about the move.  Unless they decide to do a crossover show with the once truly great Eurotrash.  Semi-naked baking with Paul Hollywood and Jean Paul Gaultier and all the innuendo you can shake a French stick at….that I’d watch.

But if Channel 4 are going to get anything right, I really hope they recreate the magic that is bringing ordinary people under one tent and making us care about them.  Because most weeks, I couldn’t care less whether they were baking bread, choux pastry or 3D gingerbread models based on world famous monuments.  What I cared about were the contestants – I loved hearing that they were grandmothers who had raised families and were now following their life dreams, or plumbers from Middlesborough who liked nothing better than turning out their recipe for lemon drizzle cake.  I liked seeing their intricate successes, the energy, time and love they put into all their bakes.  My favourites from series past and present have included: laidback Selasi, dipsy Ruby, tank-topped James and of course, the amazing Nadiya from last year.  In fact, it was Nadiya’s win that inspired the direction that my new novel, Second Helpings was going to take.  Up until that point, I wasn’t sure where to take Jools Campbell’s adventures next.  She had toyed with fame in Souper Mum but something had to lure her back into the fame game.  I figured for her to return, she needed to do something big, something with with heart, something GBBO-esque.

It wasn’t until I watched Nadiya’s emotional win in the final (and saw Mary cry….sob!) that I realised I wanted to create a similar vehicle for Jools, a show that could showcase her maternal side and make us remember why we all loved her.  In Second Helpings, she therefore, becomes a judge on a cooking show called Little Chefs.  It’s a competitive cooking show featuring kids and their families.  In my eyes, it harks back to the time of shows like the Generation Game but involving rainbow coloured freestanding mixers, prodigious cooking children and warring judges.  Warring?  Why yes…because in an attempt to up their ratings, the BBC employ Tommy McCoy as Jools’ fellow judge, her foodie nemesis…surely a recipe for disaster?

So as I bid farewell to Bake Off, I thank them for inspiring part of my second novel and for all those wonderful contestants and baking puns that kept me company of a Wednesday evening.  But thank you also for all the foodie education you’ve given me along the way.  I really thought ‘crème pat’ was just bog standard custard, no?  I also now know how to spin sugar, that I should avoid overfilling my tarts, the importance of sifting one’s flour.  Most importantly, I’ve learnt that it looks far less painless to just walk in a supermarket and buy my puff pastry.  I hope to see you again soon, GBBO.  For now though, I see the BBC have a gap in their cooking show schedule.  Can I tell you about this great idea I have?  It involves kids…

About the Author

Author bio –


Mother-of-four, gin-drinker, binge-watcher, receipt hoarder, hapless dog owner, enthusiastic but terrible cook.  Kristen lives in Fleet, Hampshire in a house overrun by Lego and odd socks.  Her debut novel, Souper Mum was released by Accent Press in June and its sequel, Second Helpings is released on 17th November.




Author links –

She writes a blog about being a modern mother.  That and more can be found at: www.kristenbaileywrites.com

You can also find her on Twitter/Instagram: @baileyforce6

and Facebook: www.facebook.com/kristenbaileywrites

Book Blurbs

Souper Mum


Souper Mum is the story of Jools Campbell, a stay-at-home mother of four, who becomes an unlikely foodie hero when she stands up to a pompous celebrity chef, Tommy McCoy on a reality show.  Armed with fish fingers and a severely limited cooking repertoire, we watch as she becomes a reluctant celebrity and learns some important life lessons about love, family and the joyless merits of quinoa.



Second Helpings

9781786150998-mainExactly eighteen months after squaring up to a pompous TV chef, Jools Campbell finds herself back in the fame game as she becomes a judge on a family cooking show.  How will she cope being back in the limelight, juggling being a working mum?  What happens when she finds out her old nemesis, Tommy McCoy is her fellow judge?  The knives are sure to fly as ‘Souper Mum’ makes her triumphant return.



Buy Links –

You can get Souper Mum Here! 

You can get Second Helpings Here!