Before I Go To Sleep – S J Watson

Christine has amnesia. Every night when she goes to sleep she looses her memory. She’s not sure who she can trust, especially when she begins to realise that those closest to her are lying…

Before I Go To Sleep is a well-written, psychological thriller that kept me turning pages late into the night. Full disclosure: I guessed the ending around 100 pages in (just call me Sherlock Holmes) but that didn’t disappoint me. I needed to find out if I was right!

The narrative structure reminded me a little of Gone Girl; a triptych set up moving between the present, the past in the form of a diary and back to the present for the final reveal. The two novels are completely different though, I just thought it was worth noting.

A good concept, well executed. Worth checking out.


Room – Emma Donoghue


Jack is five years old and he has never seen the outside world. He doesn’t even know it exists. All that he knows is the single, locked room he lives in with his mother.

Room is not a comfortable read yet you find yourself drawn into Jack and Ma’s world and unable to stop. In the times I did, the narrative haunted me; I found myself dreaming about being trapped in a single room. But Room is not a thriller, it is a purely character driven story and in Jack and Ma, Emma Donoghue has created truly original characters that you are not likely to forget.

Room is at once heartbreakingly sad and strangely uplifting, I definitely recommend.

2018 Reading Goals

I mentioned in our update a blogging resolution I made for 2018, but I got to thinking. As we are a book blog, I should also share my reading resolutions or goals for 2018 with you too.

I realised towards the end of last year, I’ve gotten lazy with my reading (and reviewing, but we’ve covered that). Although I have an awesome excuse for why. I spend a lot of time researching lofty theoretical concepts for my thesis and after a long day of trying to differentiate between the Gothic and psychoanalytic double, I’m about done with thinking. I really don’t want to pick up a Man Booker Prize winner. I want an easy read I can get lost in. While there’s nothing exactly wrong with this, I am missing out on a lot of incredible books that deserve some attention.

I also started to realise that I’ve been stuck in a genre rut for months and don’t stray all that far away from fiction. Now I love a good story, but there are so many interesting subjects in this world. Science, History, Politics, Philosophy, Religion, all those concepts that end with ism that I know nothing about. And I should know about these things. There are topics I studied in school that I remember very little of, and I’m kinda ashamed of myself. I’ve become too reliant on Google.

And so my reading goals for 2018 were born:

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I know there aren’t many and when you break it down, they are interrelated but I wanted these goals to be achievable. In previous years I’ve set my self the “I will read a certain number of books in one year challenge”, but I never managed it and I was always a little disappointed with myself. This year I want to look back at my book selves and see variety and feel more knowledgeable.

Do you have any reading resolutions or goals for 2018? Sound off in the comments below.

Where’d they go?! An Update


Hey guys. By now you’ve probably noticed the lack of postage on Page One. We really have been MIA (cue the Foo Fighters). We never meant to disappear for this long but the truth is, we’ve been really busy. As you know, Page One is a two woman team and while we work awesome together, we are not machines. Hannah has been busy with all of the words in her writing cave and organising Indie Love (which you should totally come to by the way!). As for me, I’m swamped under a pile of research notes for my PhD. On top of all that, we both have jobs that don’t always leave us with a whole lot of time. Oh and we have families who sort of want to see us every now and then. Now don’t take this the wrong way, we love Page One! We are not going any where! But sometimes the blog has to take a back seat, and that’s what happened towards the end of 2017. So if you got in contact with us recently and didn’t get a response, we are so sorry! Life just had to take over for a while.

Anyway, we’re trying to get back into the swing of things this year, so you should be hearing a lot more from us. I’m trying to schedule specific blog days in to my week. A new years resolution if you will.

I suppose what we’re trying to say is, stick with us. We might go away for a little while, but we always come back. Page One is forever.

Cover Reveal: Men of Six



Title: SIX: A Men of The Strip Anthology
Genre: Erotic romance
Authors: Alice La Roux, Dee Garcia, Derek Adam, Janine Infante Bosco, Marie Skye, Shelley Springfield
Release date: December 18th


Have you ever wondered what life is like after the stage lights go out?
The men of SIX each take you on a wild ride you’ll never forget.
From sex appeal, to trauma, to baby mama drama,
These boys have it all in spades and then some.
Are you ready to take ladies night to the next level?

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Cover reveal: Scandalous by L.J Shen


Scandalous, the highly anticipated next standalone in the Sinners of Saint Series by LJ Shen is coming September 29th!

Scandalous by LJ Shen
Publishing Date: September 29th, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance



They call him The Mute for a reason.
Hard, cold and calculated, he rarely speaks.
When he does, it’s with disdain.
When he does, his words aren’t meant for me.
When he does, my stomach flips and my world tilts on its axis.
He is thirty-three.
I am eighteen.
He’s a single dad and my father’s business partner.
I’m just a kid to him and his enemy’s daughter.
He’s emotionally unavailable.
And I am…feeling. Feeling things I shouldn’t feel for him.
Trent Rexroth is going to break my heart. The writing isn’t just on the wall, it’s inked on my soul.
And yet, I can’t stay away.
A scandal is the last thing my family needs. But a scandal is what we’re going to give them.
And oh, what a beautiful chaos it will be.


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L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.

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Beast by A.Zavarelli

This was my first book by the incredible A.Zavarelli (whom I got to meet in Berlin! Also got to meet the model from the cover. Eeek!) and I’m a little sad I waited this long! If you don’t like taboo and dark then this one is most definitely not for you. It plays with themes of revenge, abuse, stockholm syndrome and has very strong, questionable sexual themes.

That said, I freaking loved it!

Beast was angsty, twisted, dark as hell and you knew reading it that you should be repulsed or even disgusted but instead she sucked you in and made you want this taboo pairing to work.  I devoured this in one night, I couldn’t get enough of Javi, Belle and their brutal relationship. I had a serious book hangover after this one, my mind was left reeling and I sat whispering ‘fuck’ several times before I finally put the damn thing down.

I think I’m a little desensitized when it comes to dark and taboo, a lot of what I read is classed as that but to me it doesn’t seem very dark. Beast was different. This was pitch black dark. Fumbling around on the ground trying to find your courage kind of dark.

So if you like deviant and depraved, go and buy Beast now!


Cracked Smile by Amanda Williams

This was a short and sweet horror story about a creepy asf doll and the things it gets up to.  It’s told from the point of view of Britney, a 12 year old who has this strong sibling rivalry with her younger sister. So naturally when things start happening in their new house, specifically targeting her sister, Britney gets the blame. The storyline is a little predictable if you like horror and I would have liked a few more ‘incidents’ before the end.

I think if you liked Goosebumps you might like this, it is aimed at a younger audience but it makes for a refreshing change of pace if you’re looking for something different. There are a few editing issues and I think I would have liked it to be a little longer, but it works as it is.


Chapter Reveal – Absinthe by Winter Renshaw





“You wanted to see me, Principal Hawthorne?”
I know that voice. I’d know it anywhere.
Glancing up from my desk, I find a girl in skintight athletic leggings and a low-cut tank top standing in my office doorway, her full lips wrapped around a shiny sucker and a familiar electric jade gaze trained on me.
It’s her.
The woman I spent most of all summer chatting with under the anonymous veil of a dating app—one in specifically meant for adults seeking connections but not commitment. I purchased a stock photo for seven dollars, chose a pseudonym, Kerouac, and messaged a woman by the name of Absinthe who quoted Hemingway in her bio when everyone else quoted Nickelback and John Legend.
“You must be Halston.” My skin is on fire. I stand, smooth my tie, and point to the seat across from me. I never knew her name, but I’d know that voice anywhere. I can’t even count how many times I came to the sound of her breathy rasp describing all the wicked things she’d do to me if we ever met, reading me excerpts from Rebecca. “Take a seat.”
She takes her time pulling the sucker from her mouth before strutting to my guest chair, lowering herself, cleavage first, and crossing her long legs. The tiniest hint of a smirk claims her mouth, but if she knows it’s me, she’s sure as hell not acting like it.
“You want to tell me what happened with Mrs. Rossi?” I ask, returning to my seat and folding my hands on my desk.
I may be a lot of things; overconfident prick, allergic to commitment, red-blooded American man …
But I’m a professional first.
“Mrs. Rossi and I had an argument,” Halston says. “We were discussing the theme of The Great Gatsby, and she was trying to say that it was about chasing the elusive American dream. I told her she missed the entire fucking point of one of the greatest pieces of literature in existence.” She takes another suck of her candy before continuing, then points it in my direction. “The real theme has to do with manipulation and dishonesty, Principal Hawthorne. Everyone in that book was a fucking liar, most of all Jay, and in the end, he got what he deserved. They all did.”
My cock strains against the fabric of my pants. It’s her voice. It’s her goddamned sex-on-fire voice that’s doing this to me. That and her on point dissection of classic American literature. Sexy, intelligent, outspoken. Three elusive qualities I’ve yet to find in another human being. Until her. And knowing that now, I couldn’t even have her if I wanted her, isn’t doing me any favors. If I don’t compose myself, I’m going to be hard as a fucking rock.
“Language,” I say. The room is growing hotter now, but I keep a stern, undeterred presence.
She rolls her eyes. “I’m an adult, Principal Hawthorne. I can say words like fuck.”
“Not in my office, you can’t.” I exhale. “And not in class either. That’s why Mrs. Rossi sent you here.”
“The jackass behind me was drawing swastikas on his notebook, but I get sent down here for saying ‘fuck.’” Her head shakes.
“I’ll discuss that with Mrs. Rossi privately.” I scribble a note to myself and shove it aside.
“You’re really young for a principal.” Her charged gaze drags the length of me. “Did you just graduate from college or something?”
Six years of school and two years of teaching place me in the budding stages of a career shaping and educating the minds of tomorrow’s leaders, but I refuse to dignify her question with a response.
“My age is irrelevant,” I say.
“Age is everything.” She twirls a strand of pale hair around her finger, her lips curling up in the corners. The cute-and-coy shtick must work on everyone else, but it’s not going to work on me. Not here anyway. And not anymore.
“I said my age is irrelevant.”
“Am I the first student you’ve ever had to discipline?” She sits up, crossing and uncrossing her legs with the provocative charm of a 1940s pin up. “Wait, are you going to discipline me?”
I take mental notes for her file.
–       Challenges authority
–       Difficulty conducting herself appropriately
–       Possible boundary issues
“I’m not going to punish you, Halston. Consider this a verbal warning.” I release a hard breath through my nose as I study her, refusing to allow my eyes to drift to the soft swell of her breasts casually peeking out of her top. Knowing her so intimately over the phone, and being in her presence knowing she’s completely off limits, makes it difficult to maintain my unshaken demeanor. “From now on, I’d like you to refrain from using curse words while on school grounds. It’s disruptive to the other students who are here to actually glean something from their high school education.”
“I don’t know.” Her lips bunch at the corner, and she fights a devilish grin. “I mean, I can try, but ‘fuck’ is one of my favorite words in the English language. What if I can’t stop saying it? Then what?”
“Then we’ll worry about that when the time comes,” I say.
“You could always bend me over your knee and spank me.” She rises, wrapping her lips around the sucker before plucking it out of her mouth with a wet pop. “Or maybe you could fuck my brains out and break my heart.”
“Excuse me?” My skin heats, but I refuse to let her see that she’s having any kind of effect on me.
“You’re him,” she says, as if it’s some ace she’s been keeping up her sleeve this entire time. “You’re Kerouac.”
I’m at an extraordinary loss for words, trying to wrap my head around all the ways this could go very fucking wrong for me.


Coming August 8th

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