Author Archives: Lizzie Lamb

Lizzie Launches a Newsletter

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Once you have subscribed to my newsletter, your name will be entered into a draw to win a signed copy of BOOT CAMP BRIDE. Everything you need to know is on the newsletter, so hurry over there.

Here’s the blurb for Boot Camp Bride . . .

Take an up-for-anything rookie reporter.  Add a world-weary photo-journalist.  Put them together . . . light the blue touch paper and stand well back! Posing as a bride-to-be, Charlee Montague goes undercover at a boot camp for brides in Norfolk to photograph supermodel Anastasia Markova looking less than perfect. At Charlee’s side and posing as her fiancé, is Rafael Ffinch award winning photographer and survivor of a kidnap attempt in Colombia. He’s in no mood to cut inexperienced Charlee any slack and has made it plain that once the investigation is over, their partnership – and fake engagement – will be terminated, too.  Soon Charlee has more questions than answers. What’s the real reason behind Ffinch’s interest in the boot camp? How is it connected to his kidnap in Colombia? In setting out to uncover the truth, Charlee puts herself in danger … As the investigation draws to a close, she wonders if she’ll be able to hand back the engagement ring and walk away from Rafa without a backward glance.

Some of the locations featured in BOOT CAMP BRIDE 



Happy Birthday to New Romantics Press!!

Scotch on the Rocks by Lizzy Lamb

Lizzie Lamb:

Thanks to Jessie for posting this review of Scotch on the Rocks on her fabulous blog. I’m so glad she liked it <3

Originally posted on Behind the Willows:

“Romance novels are birthday cake and life is often peanut butter and jelly. I think everyone should have lots of delicious romance novels lying around for those times when the peanut butter of life gets stuck to the roof of your mouth.”

– Janet Evanovitch 

Life had too much peanut butter in it. I needed a birthday cake of a romance novel and, thankfully, Scotch on the Rocks was on the menu.

Why a birthday cake of a romance novel?

Well… because like birthday cake, you aren’t expecting nutrition from your romance novel. You don’t expect your latest romance or slice of birthday cake to make you a better person. And you don’t actually want much of a surprise. “Surprise – your birthday cake has nuts!” Is not something anyone wants to hear.

The comfort of predictability, reliable sweetness, a touch of decadence, and a great big pile of happy……

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Welcome – Jo Lambert, writer and her latest novel

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Lizzie in interviewing mode

Hi Jo and welcome to my blog. Sit down, Jo, make yourself comfortable and we’ll begin. When I started out as a writer I think yours was one of the first blogs I appeared on – that was back in 2013. Can you believe it? How the time (and the writing) has flown.

I had no idea what I was doing but you soon sorted me out. Now I’m more savvy, I’m happy to repay the favour. So, tell us all about your new novel: SUMMER MOVED ON. Great cover by the way.

Thank you Lizzie for giving me the opportunity to showcase my latest novel,

Summer Moved On.


Jo’s new novel – Summer Moved On

It’s a contemporary romance set in 2007 about two people from completely different backgrounds meeting and falling in love. Jess Hayden is a middle class girl on course for university. Talún Hansen is a penniless farm worker who lives in the village where her uncle runs the village pub, The Black Bull.  Jess already has a boyfriend, surgeon’s son Zac Rayner; someone her father has earmarked as eventual marriage material. However, spending a holiday with Rufus brings her into contact with Talún and the beginning of a forbidden and passionate summer love. But as autumn approaches, a dark shadow from Jess’s past returns, bringing far-reaching and unwanted changes for both of them.


What reviewers have to say…

  • It’s a real page turner …

  • Powerful, thought provoking romance…

  • The location and characters are superbly drawn and Jo Lambert certainly knows how to tell a story…

  • Entertaining, emotional summer read…

  • Rich in interesting characters and an equally interesting plot…

  • Love, heartbreak, loss and friendship – this book has it all…

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Jo Lambert – author

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You can find out more about Jo and her books by following these links:

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Web and Blog Links: Website:


All that remains for me is to go onto amazon and download Summer Moved On for my kindle, settle back for a great read – and to write a review once I’ve finished. Why don’t you do the same?

Scotch on the Rocks by Lizzie Lamb

Lizzie Lamb:

Many thanks to Liz Lloyd and LOST IN A BOOK for her fabulous review of Scotch on the Rocks

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From the first few lines of Scotch on the Rocks we know exactly the kind of character we are meeting in heroine Ishabel Stuart.  Brave and intelligent, her single minded determination could achieve anything but she may well antagonise anyone who crosses her path.  Returning to her home island in the Scottish Highlands she is seeking peace and a new life after the break down of her engagement.

But first she must arrange her father’s funeral and she is not best pleased to find her Aunt Esme’s B and B brimming with guests.  The guests depart, sadly taking Esme with them, but Issie still has to deal with the unwanted presence of a tall, handsome, charming American.  Why is she so rude to him and what is he hiding?

On the face of it, we have the recipe for a sweet romance as conflict gives way to love but Lizzie…

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Lizzie Lamb:

Our writer friend Terry Tyler has a new book to delight you – THE HOUSE OF YORK. check it out.

Originally posted on New Romantics Press:

Firstly, thanks so much to the New Romantics Press for featuring my new book here – it is an honour indeed!


It’s a pleasure to support a fellow author, Terry, and we have learned so much about the publishing world through following yours and Rosie Amber’s blogs (to name but two). So, fire away and tell us all about your new novel – The House of York.

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The House of York is a contemporary family drama, spanning the years 1993 – 2014. A bit darker than my previous novels, it features some dastardly secrets and a smattering of murderous intent, not to mention a couple of inappropriate relationships. The story centres around Lisa Grey, a widowed single mother from a fairly working class family who meets wealthy businessman Elias York. Enter stage left: the rest of his dysfunctional family :)

The story was inspired by the…

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My Real Life Ghostly Experience

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This is a true story, verified by my sisters –

Ellen Humber and Phyllis Fell. 

Me with my two sisters and brother William outside 14 College Avenue where the spooky event took place.

Me with my two sisters and brother William outside 14 College Avenue where the spooky event took place.


 – Leicester circa 1964


In 1962, my family –including Granny and the dog all moved from Scotland to live in Leicester in a rambling palisaded villa. Apart from my Granny, all the adults went out to work – Mother in one of the many shoe factories dotted around Leicester and Dad on a building site as a scaffolder. I was thirteen years old and my siblings ranged below me at eight, six and four years of age respectively. We were rarely alone in the house as Granny was there to welcome us home from school and to give us our evening meal before the adults arrived in from work.

               There was something spooky about that house in College Avenue, it had a long dark corridor which led from the front door to the breakfast room, scullery and kitchen at the rear. Other doors opened off the corridor giving onto a sitting room and a gloomy dining room in turn. Once, the house must have been splendid, in a Gothic sort of way; high ceilings, marble fireplaces, deep cornices and even bells to ring for the servants in each room. But to us kids it was a scary place and we didn’t like to be left on our own. In fact, there were certain rooms which the dog wouldn’t enter – without its hackles rising.

               One day Granny decided to visit her brother in London which meant leaving us alone for several hours until Mother returned from the factory. Granny was very unhappy with this arrangement, but eventually agreed to visit her brother – albeit with the proviso that all four children, plus dog locked ourselves in our parents’ bedroom and stayed there until Mother came home.

               Granny left, and I locked us in our temporary prison with food, drink, comics, toys, radio, the dog and a chamber pot in case of emergencies! We watched Granny walk to the end of the street and then settled down for a boring couple of hours until Mother arrived home. Time passed slowly and we tried to guess where Granny was on her journey – Luton, Bedford, St Pancras, the underground . . .

               Then, the strangest thing happened.

               We heard Granny’s footsteps climbing the stairs and coming along the landing towards the bedroom. The door knob turned once and then sprang back to its original position. Being kids we thought nothing of it. Ours was an old house and things were always sticking and jamming. Then, stranger still, we heard Granny calling out my name: ‘Betty. Betty,’ in her unmistakable Scottish accent. I looked at my sister Ellen for confirmation of what I’d heard and then walked over to the bedroom door and tried the handle. The door was still locked and the key was on our side, just as I’d left it. I went to unlock the door, but remembering the promise I’d made to Granny to stay put until Mother came home, I changed my mind.

               My sister and I sat down on the bed and looked at each other, more puzzled than frightened.  When Mother came home, we were simply glad to be allowed to run outside and play and didn’t tell her about Granny’s voice, the footsteps or the door knob turning.

               Years later I brought up the subject with my sister.

               ‘We did hear Granny’s footsteps and her voice, didn’t we?’ I asked.

               ‘We did,’ my sister Ellen replied, emphatically. ‘She called out your name, twice and the door handle turned.’

               We exchanged a look and shuddered, knowing that, as adults, we were only just beginning to comprehend we’d seen and heard that day. Had Granny been so worried about us being in the house alone, that she’d projecting her anxiety across the miles from London to Leicester? Or was it something ‘else’; something which wanted us to leave the safety of the bedroom and venture out on to the landing where it was waiting?

               The same nameless terror which made us run down the long dark corridor to the safety of the kitchen every time – and the dog refuse to enter the large cupboard under the stairs where we played? Or, was it the old lady my father (the least fanciful of men) purported to have seen on several occasions standing at the foot of his bed looking distracted and mournful?

               You decide.

               My sister considers herself a ‘wee bit psychic’, while I consider myself a complete pragmatist. My other sister, Phyllis, told me recently that she’d seen the door handle turn on a couple of other occasions and had been too scared to leave her bedroom.  I know there must be a logical explanation for what happened and I’d feel a whole lot better if someone experienced in this field could explain it to me.

               Then I could finally lay this story to rest – where it belongs.

This tale is included in this book of 13 supernatural short stories, which also features one written by fellow New Romantics Press author, Adrienne Vaughan – Seed of Doubt.

Adrienne and LIzzie - Belmont Hotel October 2014

This is Adrienne and me at the Belmont last year celebrating the launch of Hocus Pocus. The witches’ hats? I just happened to ‘have them’ about my person as you do, this time of year.

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 Thank you for reading this story. Next year, maybe I’ll tell you another true story … the one where my great-grandfather (who was ‘laid out’ in his coffin on the dining room table) ‘woke up; and joined the mourners  toasting his memory with whisky in front of the fire in the next room . . .

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Just for fun – work out what your Hallowe’en name is and leave it in the comment box below. Mine is . . . ICY RUNER!!

Q and A session ARRA (link to)

Here’s a link to the Q and A session I recently sent to ARRA – Australian Readers and Writers Association. In it I talk about my rreasons for becoming a writer. Its a bit small, but …

My latest blog post – a Q and A session with Helen Pollard

Today I am interviewed by Helen Pollard about how/why and when I became a writer and about how I published Scotch on the Rocks. Here’s the link . ..

First, the cover and blurb . . .

Scotch on the RocksIshabel Stuart is at the crossroads of her life.

Her wealthy industrialist father has died unexpectedly, leaving her a half-share in a ruined whisky distillery and the task of scattering his ashes on a Munro.  After discovering her fiancé playing away from home, she cancels their lavish Christmas wedding at St Giles Cathedral, Edinburgh and heads for the only place she feels safe – Eilean na Sgairbh, a windswept island on Scotland’s west coast -where the cormorants outnumber the inhabitants, ten to one.

When she arrives at her family home – now a bed and breakfast managed by her left-wing, firebrand Aunt Esme, she finds a guest in situ – Brodie. Issy longs for peace and the chance to lick her wounds, but gorgeous, sexy American, Brodie, turns her world upside down.

In spite of her vow to steer clear of men, she grows to rely on Brodie.  However, she suspects him of having an ulterior motive for staying at her aunt’s B&B on remote Cormorant Island. Having been let down twice by the men in her life, will it be third time lucky for Issy? Is it wise to trust a man she knows nothing about – a man who presents her with more questions than answers?

As for Aunt Esme, she has secrets of her own . . .

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If you’d like to read the whole interview, please go over onto Helen’s blog and leave a comment. I’ve left an appetiser about the next book I’m writing – one where the laird refuses to wear a kilt.

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Carole Matthews Chocolate Lovers’ Christmas – paperback out soon !


I’m proud to be a Carole Matthews fan and to be inducted into the #ChocolateLoversClub.

What more could a reader want?

  • A personally signed membership certificate
  • a copy of Carole’s latest paperback – The Chocolate Lovers’ Christmas
  • a limited edition bar of choccy, exclusive to the #chocolateloversclub

Just hope I make it through to the next round. . .

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