Category: Bride for Bedivere

… from September 5th to September 7th, A Bride for Bedivere, the Syle Press’s second publication, will be available free on Kindle from Amazon UK and Amazon US. A Bride for Bedivere is also now...

Following the success on both sides of the Atlantic of Sarnia, his first foray into the world of the gothic romance, Sam Youd (as Hilary Ford) went on to publish two more novels in the...

They brought him back from the dockyard on a cart. It was a cold day, with drizzling rain, and the men who accompanied the body were wet and bedraggled. They had covered him with a...

It was just after four o’clock that Sir Donald arrived, by growler and unaccompanied. I had expected something more impressive: a private carriage and a retinue of servants. But it was a rare occasion even...

The morning was grey to match my feelings, and bitingly cold. Sir Donald was handed in to sit with his back to the coachman, and I was placed opposite. I was permitted to have the...

The village huddled in a valley fold, its single street rising fairly steeply between converging slopes. Above and beyond the clutter of buildings, on the horizon, an immensely larger house was silhouetted against a sky...

‘Here is Michael at last. Jane, permit me to introduce you to the eldest of your cousins.’ I stared as he bowed in greeting. It was true Sir Donald had said nothing of his appearance,...

I came on him unexpectedly, the morning after my arrival. Walking in the garden I turned the corner of a high box hedge and saw him lying in my path, dozing in the wintry sun....

The figure rose out of the ground in front of me, a shorter distance away than the bird had been. I stopped, my hand on my breast. It was a man: wild, dirty, menacing. He...

Sir Donald asked: ‘Have you taken your Chlorodyne?’ ‘Doctor Roberts brought me some mixture of his own.’ ‘Then you should have taken them both,’ Sir Donald declared. ‘I have sent away for some pulmonic wafers,...