New Release – Lying in Shadows

Lying in Shadows (Event Horizon #1)

Release date – 24 February 2017

 

This book has a bit of everything, romance, betrayal, heartbreak and suspense. ~Obsessed Book Reviews

 

It put you on your toes as the suspense of the situations unfolded. ~SN the Viking

 

It kept me interested and guessing right the way through. ~Alpha Book Club

 

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Marianne needs to find who’s leaking secrets from her company, before they lose another major contract. What she doesn’t need is an affair with her married boss. Even worse, to fall in love with him.

She discovers the security leak is more than a case of commercial espionage: someone is lying in the shadows, playing games with them. Now more than her heart and career are at stake–her life is on the line.

 

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Lying in Shadows is the first in the Event Horizon series of contemp romantic suspense stories. Some of the characters may already be familiar to readers from the Talisman series, and the standalones Perfect Stranger and Pole Position.

Time-wise, this is set just after Pole Position, and a couple of years before the Talisman series starts.

It’s as much romance as it is suspense, set in a high-tech global company, where good people sometimes do bad things. Just like real life.

P.S. – Event Horizon are a rock band. This could be a whole new genre – hot rocker romantic suspense?

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OMG – 1 week to release day!

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Quick stats for LYING IN SHADOWS (Event Horizon #1)

Time to write first draft: 3-4 months

Time it sat on my hard drive waiting for attention: 6 YEARS!!

Time to review, re-write, edit & polish: 6 months

Time until it’s released: 1 week

You could say, this one’s been a long time coming, but it finally gets released next week. I love the characters in this series, so much that they appear in other cross-over series and standalones. And that’s the beauty of owning the rights to your work – there’s no niggly issues with referencing other characters 🙂

It’s as much romance as it is suspense, set in a high-tech global company, where good people sometimes do bad things. Just like real life.

P.S. – Event Horizon are a rock band. This could be a whole new genre – hot rocker romantic suspense?

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25 New Loves for Valentine’s Day? And all of them FREE!

The Boy in the Sixth Form pt. 1 (aka My First Valentine)

 

One Valentine’s Day stands out in my memory. I would have been fourteen, and had a HUGE crush on a boy at school. He was two years older than me, and at fourteen, that kinda age difference was crippling. He joined our math class each week, and when I learned his favourite candy was lemon bonbons (a chewy English candy, not unlike bonbonstoffee), I made sure I always took a bag to class with me. I joined the amateur dramatics group, because he was a budding thespian, despite never being interested before. I developed a brief fascination with football when I learned he played for a local team, and I also joined the tennis club. Guess who played tennis there?

After months of talking to him in the math class, spending half my pocket money on candy that I never ate, and watching a sport that I hated, it was finally Valentine’s Day, and I had an excuse to express my teenage devotion. I bought a card for him. I agonized over what to write. How to hint at my identity, without being obvious?

Happy Valentines Day, I wrote. That’s all. SO LAME! Where was the witty line, the inside joke, the freaking giant clue that I was madly in love with him? Where?

I walked past his house ridiculously early, and shoved it through the letter box before running away. Would he like it? Would he connect it with me?

The following day I was on tenterhooks. It was maths, currently my favourite subject. I bought bonbons.

He arrived, hand in hand with another girl from my class.

#HeartShattered

 

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P.S. Come back next week for The Boy in the Sixth Form part 2

Happy Valentine’s Day 🙂

Sofia x

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Pre-order my new romantic suspense for a FANTASTIC discount

 

My new romantic suspense novel is released February 24 – but if you pre-order now, you can grab a copy for only $0.99.

From February 24 it will be $3.99.

Lying in Shadows (Event Horizon #1)

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Marianne needs to find who’s leaking secrets from her company, before they lose another major contract. What she doesn’t need is an affair with her married boss. Even worse, to fall in love with him.

She discovers the security leak is more than a case of commercial espionage: someone is lying in the shadows, playing games with them. Now more than her heart and career are at stake – her life is on the line.

Pre-order for only $0.99

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Take a lot of care with reading Ms Grey’s books, you will not only find intrigue and twists galore, but crossovers through her series ~ Ahmazing Book Faerie

Excerpt

Chapter one

The gossip mag called to Marianne as clearly as if it had a megaphone attached. She’d stuffed it into her tote bag before she boarded the plane, and tried hard to ignore it during the flight, but now, with more than an hour until they landed at Heathrow and all her work documents tidied away, there was no excuse.

She glanced at her new colleague next to her. Rico looked focused on his spreadsheet. Fuck it. She wanted to see what dirt the press was spreading now.

She retrieved the glossy magazine and feasted her eyes on the cover picture first. AJ, also known as Rock God. Her one-time lover. The stock photo was a good one. His eyes were clear, and his lips curved in the start of a smile. He looked fit and confident and beyond sexy—the polar opposite of how he was a year ago, when they last met.

He occupied the center spread, in a multitude of images, and Marianne took her time examining them. She winced at the largest picture—AJ, clinging to a lamppost, the soft amber light glinting off a bottle of Grey Goose vodka in his hand. His hair was longer than she’d seen before, and thick fuzz covered his face. He was a mess.

The paragraph underneath had nothing new to say.

The delicious AJ was seen staggering out of Barney’s club in the early hours. Looks like his latest dry spell has foundered. This is the first time he’s seen in public since his little brother, Event Horizon bass player Sam, died of an overdose last year. Rumour has it AJ’s bought a mansion in darkest Wales, to hide away in. The remaining members of the band have been pressing him to tour again, but he’s not interested.

It was Sam’s anniversary today. Memories of his funeral threatened to overwhelm Marianne, but she pushed past them. Losing Sam was bad enough, but for him to die the way she expected AJ to go was grossly unfair. Watching AJ ride the rollercoaster of addiction was terrifying, and without Sam to curb his excesses, she feared the worst. How long would it be, before she received that news too? Her stomach cramped at the idea.

She’d made a new life. No longer the tagalong groupie from next door, she had a career and responsibilities. She was a different person, on the outside at least. Inside was a different matter. AJ was her first and only true love. Yeah… and it worked out so well.

Most days she didn’t think about him, but today it was impossible not to. She closed the magazine and returned it to her tote, but the images she’d seen continued to taunt her. AJ on stage with the band. AJ on his first album cover, the one that propelled the young rock band to stardom in a matter of months. AJ with an arm wrapped around Sam’s shoulders, carefree grins on both their faces. And then a blurry copy of the headline that announced Sam’s overdose.

Marianne needed a distraction. Burying herself in work seemed like the best option. As soon as they landed, they were heading for the TM-Tech offices in Canary Wharf, where she’d host the kickoff meeting for this super-secret project. It was the biggest piece of work she’d been asked to manage, and that alone should be exciting.

Leaning back in her seat, she gazed at Rico’s spreadsheet. He clicked the mouse in a series of cells, flicked to another page, and then repeated the action.

“Find anything yet?” She spoke softly. Even though they were in Business Class and had space around their seats, she never knew who might be listening.

“Nope.” He blew out a frustrated breath, pushed wire-rimmed spectacles up his nose, and continued clicking between pages.

Rico had been hired a few days earlier, as a forensic accountant, and assigned to her team for this job. His appointment rankled at first; Marianne preferred to select her own team. But Rico came with excellent references and had worked for Thaddeus Merrill, the chairman, before.

She and Rico would be working closely for the next three months. It wouldn’t hurt to be friendly. “So, Rico. I don’t know much about you. Are you married? Girlfriend? Significant Other?”

He gave her a sideways glance and pushed at his spectacles again. “Uh… no.”

Teasing him could be fun. “Is that no to the wife, girlfriend, or significant other?”

“None of them. Too busy, I guess.” He was cute in a geeky way, all floppy dark hair and big brown eyes. The girls at TM-Tech would be falling over themselves to catch him. Not Marianne though. She never mixed business with pleasure.

She was looking forward to this project for a number of reasons. Not only the huge responsibility, but also because being in London again would be good. She hadn’t worked in the U.K. for years, or spent much time recently on British soil, but some things were hard to forget. English fish and chips, and a decent roast beef Sunday lunch were top of her list. Catching up with her family? Not so much.

Then, there was Marcus. If she ever considered breaking her rule about getting involved with a co-worker, Marcus would be her downfall. Especially since he was now her boss.

Two hours later, Marianne gazed up at the gleaming tower block that would be her workplace for the next few months. The sun hung low in the sky, typical for late October, and she tugged her coat a little tighter. After working in Houston for so long, she’d forgotten how cold it could be in London. She bit back a yawn. She’d also forgotten how exhausting transatlantic travel could be.

Rico glanced at her, as he shouldered a leather messenger bag. “We could always reschedule the kickoff for tomorrow morning.”

He looked disgustingly bright-eyed, more as if he slept on the flight, though he’d been working the whole time. “No need.” She was brisk. “We’re here, and with time to spare. Let’s go find Marcus.”

 

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Falling out of love

 

“I don’t believe it,” I said. “How could you?”

There was no response.

I tried again. “You’re joking. Just messing around.”

Nothing.

“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?”

My iPhone sat there, looking innocent. All my contacts for the last two years or so… gone. Vanished. Poof! My list of recent calls was just a list of random numbers, each from some weirdo called “unknown”.

Furious woman“Why?”

I clearly hadn’t gone past the pleading / disbelief stage.

“I need to call Jo.”

I called Jo yesterday – along with half a dozen other people – and now I’d no way of knowing which number to dial. Gone are the days of remembering all the phone numbers I ever needed. They were over a long time ago.

Maybe the numbers would still be in the contacts list, and there was just some trickery connecting the dots to recent calls?

Nope.

Clutching-at-straws time.

Coz you see, the names had disappeared from contacts too. An unknown number of people had been culled – for no reason – without me doing anything. The only time I’ll be able to add them back is if / when they call me, and I have to answer when I haven’t got a freaking clue who’s on the other end of the phone. Don’t know about you, but I HATE that. Hate it with a passion. That’s one thing I love about smartphones – they tell you who’s calling. And that’s fantastic – until they don’t.

After having to go through my email to find Jo’s number (so slooooow), and adding him back as a contact, I had a brainwave. Two, actually.

  1. I asked Google. The answers, while sounding helpful, had no effect.
  2. I spent an hour going through my text messages, figuring out who I was speaking with in each, and recreating some of my contacts list from that. Equally slow. Painfully, tediously slow.

 

My last ditch attempt is to download the most recent bug-fix-update, and hope it works. If not… the conversation will go something like this.

Me: How can I trust you after this? I can’t. You might do it again.

Me: Don’t look at me like that. It’s not my fault you couldn’t do your job properly.

Me: *sigh* It’s not you, it’s me. Hang on…no, it IS you. I’m sorry, but I’m going to look at an upgrade. *cries*

 

…The update is still loading. Only time will tell…

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#AmWriting – Here are some Hot Dudes and Kitties instead…

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I’m hard at work on the long awaited Out of Time #3 – Juliet’s Soldier, at the moment. It’s early days,  but it’s going well. I love it when a strong man is brought to his knees by an even stronger woman. In this case, Lt Marc Gallagher has no idea who he’s going up against with Juliet Delafield. Uh huh. I’m going to make him squirm *evil laughter*

Anyway. I’m scheduled to post in here today, and I don’t want to miss that, but I also have a really fun scene to write in the story… you can see my dilemma.

The solution is simple.

I turn to Pinterest when I want inspiration, and here’s a cute board to divert you with. What could be more inspirational than Hot Dudes with Kitties. Really, the title says it all. Enjoy!

It’s okay, you can thank me later 🙂

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Get the first two books in Sofia Grey’s Talisman series for only $.99 each

If you like dark ‘n’ angsty paranormal romantic suspense, you’ll LOVE the Talisman series.
Book #1, OBSESSION, is available for $0.99, but for a short time, you can also grab book #2 at a discount. You can read them as standalones, but they are best as a series.

~ Book #2, CRAVING, is available for $0.99 until 2 February ~

A silhouette of a man sitting on his bike holding on to his woman.

 

A deal with a demon, a biker psychic and the girl who might just be his salvation… if the demon doesn’t get to her first.

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“A paranormal read that will scare you as much as it intrigues you” ~Cocktails & Books ~

Here’s an excerpt from CRAVING

I’d convinced myself Dante was just a means to an end, and then he smiled at me, his hard, uncompromising face lighting up for just a second. With his sharp cheekbones and proud chin, he looked almost beautiful, and my stomach turned cartwheels. His eyes glittered like diamonds, pale silver that appeared luminous in the badly lit room. I felt as though he was looking inside my head. He’d looked at each of us in turn, and while mentally kicking myself from here to London and back, I’d longed for his gaze to fall back on me.

Arrogant fuckwit. If he didn’t come up with the goods tonight, I’d tell Tristan it wasn’t working—see if he could get someone else. Even as I contemplated the impossibility of finding another medium at such short notice, I realized something had changed. I recognized the music instantly. Glen Miller’s Moonlight Serenade. Surely Melissa wasn’t listening to it outside? When the temperature dropped, I felt an icy trickle down my spine. Like an idiot, I held tighter on both sides, Dante and Tristan. Dante’s hand was warm against mine, his palm slightly calloused. The hand of a man who worked for a living. Tristan’s in comparison was smooth and cool.

Dante was speaking, but I didn’t pay any attention. There, flickering in the doorway, like a hologram on a bubble gum card, stood a man in uniform. A Royal Air Force uniform. Oh. My. God. I’d help to set up the room—there was no hidden projection unit, just our own equipment. I hoped to God it all worked. I could see the airman clearly. He was transparent in places, yet parts of him looked solid. I shivered, my breath hanging in front of my face. How could it be so cold, so quickly?

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5 Excuses Why You’re Not A Writer (Yet)

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Overheard on the train:

 I could be a writer, if I had the time. I’d be good at it. I might do it later when I run short of money.

Riiiiiight. I love that guy’s optimism. Did he think the Time-Fairy was going to pop into existence, wave a magic wand and grant him an extra four hours of quiet every day?

Newsflash – it doesn’t work like that. Let me dispel a few little myths for you.

#1 – You Don’t Have The Time

Listen up. If you want to write, you MAKE the time. It’s that simple. You think you quit your job one day, write a bestseller the next, and then live off your royalties? Nu huh. Not in the real world.

I know a number of successful writers who write fiction as their full time job, and that’s awesome. But every single one of them started…

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I’ve got nothing… 6 ideas for blog posts

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I’m a writer, so writing should come easy, right? Nu huh.

A subject might be top of my mind, or prompted by the news, or simply a burning issue that I want to speak about. But other times… man, it’s tough. The blank page never looked so empty.

To save me beating my head against the desk (which doesn’t actually work as a prompt), I keep lists of ideas. Suggestions from other people, as to subjects to blog about. Here are 6 of my favourites.

  1. Make a list

People love lists. Nice, bite-sized chunks of information. I prefer the shorter lists. I find the 99 Ways to < insert subject >overwhelming, but give me less than 10 things and I’m happy.

  1. Write a review

I’m an avid reader and it thrills me to share recommendations for books I’ve loved. Same with movies. You don’t have to be a critic…

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6 rock covers that are better than the originals

 

I know the version of a song I hear first is usually the one I like the best, and every time I hear another artist cover it I cringe, and think whyyyyyy? But sometimes I’m pleasantly surprised.

And so, here in no particular order, are six tracks that I think transcended from good, to Holy-freakin’ GREAT, when they were reproduced. Go on, take a listen. See if you agree 🙂

 

Everybody Wants to Rule the World

Original: Tears for Fears

Cover: Lorde

The original was a poppy, light-hearted 80’s song, but Lorde turned it into a different beast altogether. Dark, and brooding, it’s PERFECT for this Assassin’s Creed Unity game trailer

 

Wicked Game

Original: Chris Isaak

Cover: Stone Sour

Stone Sour kept the moody, soulful vibe the same, but with enhanced melodic guitar runs. I’m sure there’s a timing slip-up too, around 2:46, but that happens to the best, and adds a delicious complexity to the song.

 

 

Duality

Original: Slipknot

Cover: I Am Giant

How to turn a rock anthem into a heartbreaker. Step 1. Take a heavy number, from a heavy band. Step 2. Watch as kiwi band I Am Giant turn it into an acoustic dream.

 

Baker Street

Original: Gerry Rafferty

Cover: Foo Fighters

Who else would have the skills and the heart to turn this jazz-esque number into a rock ballad?

 

Black Betty

Original: (Lead Belly in the 1930’s) and then Ram Jam

Cover: Spiderbait

Ohhh. Gotta love the crazy drummer. This neglected number comes to life in their hands.

 

 

Hurt

Original: Nine Inch Nails

Cover: Johnny Cash

Another track that becomes almost unbearably poignant second time around, in the skilled hands of the late Johnny Cash. Trent Reznor, who wrote the song, said that Johnny’s version was better than his own.

http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/music/features/the-story-behind-johnny-cash-s-hurt-still-the-saddest-music-video-of-all-time-a6683371.html

 

 

 

I’m sure there are more, but these are six that spring to mind immediately. How about you? Do any of these ping your cringe radar? Or are there any I missed?