When the Siren Calls
Book One of the “Siren Calls” Trilogy
“When the Siren Calls” – Book One in the trilogy is available in paperback and ebook format at most online book retailers. To order your copy please click on your preferred link, or enquire in your local bookshop:
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“When The Siren Calls is a sexy, seductive book. There is love, betrayal, infidelity and unexpected twists. There is so much going on, it’s like watching a really good movie. It’s brilliant.” Books and Reviews
Seductive, deceptive, rapacious – When restless and neglected Isobel is invited to an idyllic Tuscan retreat owned by the enigmatic Jay, she imagines a life of excitement outside her stagnant marriage. Despite fear and guilt, she abandons herself in a passionate love affair, but is soon trapped in a web of feminine manipulation, business intrigue, and ruthless ambition, while controlling Jay encourages conservative Isobel to push beyond her sexual boundaries.
But all is not as it seems in the hilltop paradise and as her lover battles for survival, she finds herself a player in a dangerous love triangle. Unable to know who she can trust, she must fight to control both her own cravings and to save what little of herself is left. As her life falls apart, she is torn between the consequences of infidelity, her love for Jay, and fear that he will be her nemesis. For both Isobel and Jay, the excesses and confusions of an uncertain and largely amoral age are about to be brought home to roost, right in the heart of their lives.
Witty and smattered with the best sort of irony, with twists and turns that keep you guessing, When the Siren Calls is a sensual and moving emotional drama that titillates the senses while racing along like a Grisham thriller. The novel will appeal to adult readers of romantic suspense and to fans of Fifty Shades of Grey.
-A pacy, racy, romance novel, Tom Fletcher, author, The Leaping
-I thoroughly enjoyed the way the strands come together, Matthew Branton, author, The Love Parade
-It_is exciting to find a new writer who tells life like it is, but with a delectable twist of romance, sex and humour_ _ Stephanie J Hale, author, Millionaire Women, Millionaire You.
Grasping hands tore at Isobel’s clothing and scraped her skin as she forced her way forward. She swung round to face the seething pack, the speed of her movement causing her handbag — too oversized, too glittering for these dusty lanes — to sweep with her in a defensive arc.
“Go away, allez, allez!” she shouted, trying to sound authoritative as the street urchins began to melt away.
Free from the pressing bodies, she wove deeper and deeper into the labyrinth of endless, identical alleyways, slipping between the sacks and the stalls with a serpentine ease that masked her increasing panic. She felt as if every eye were upon her, eyes shrouded by swathes of headgear or set within sun-dried faces, all disapproving, some accusing. Every turn revealed idle and cocky gangs of youths who straddled their cycles, observing her distress with knowing smirks.
Isobel looked for an opening, any way out that might lead her back to the square and return her to some kind of safety and normality. But every likely exit from this terrible maze was blocked with the knee-high beggars who had followed the scent of her like sharks, ever since she had taken pity on a tiny girl who, with swimming eyes, had pleaded for a dirham. But as they closed in to encircle her, there were no more pleas, only orders.
“You give dirhams!” they called at her, chanting their demand like a mantra.
“Yes, dirhams!” she cried in a sudden and reckless change of tack. “Dirhams for whoever can show me the way back to the square.”
She pulled a single note from her purse and waved it before the outstretched hands. But the sight of money only fed the frenzy and the chorus of orphaned voices grew louder and more demanding, as ragged forms crashed against her legs and threatened to topple her with their combined force.
A barking voice cut through the chaos around her and her pursuers leapt back as if scalded. The sound of a wicker cane smacking against flesh was followed by shrieks of pain and the startled waifs scattered like stray cats. Isobel turned towards her saviour, overwhelmed with gratitude and close to tears…