Wednesday, 20 September 2017

Bookhippo Featured Author

Book HippoHow cool is this???
I kinda missed out on the chance to brag when it happened earlier, but there was a heck of a lot going on back in August. But here's how special it is:
"Congratulations on being a featured author. We hand-pick our books, so this is something to be proud of."
Don't think I've ever been hand-picked before, so a massive (hippo-sized) Thank You to the awesome crew at Bookhippo.

And because of this, I've decided to extend the deal for a few more days - you can still get Wolf in Sheep's Clothing at a silly 99p/99cents. Check it out here for Kindle, here for other platforms.

Thursday, 14 September 2017

Stealing Sheep

For the next week, Wolf in Sheep's Clothing is a steal.

Only 99cents/99pence/99euros for this "twister of a read from beginning to end," currently sitting at #11 in the UK Military Thrillers Bestseller chart.

Get your Kindle copy here, or click here for other platforms.

Here's the blurb:

A fragile mum with HUGE secrets. An irreverent man-mountain with a gooey centre. An undercover mission. Sparks WILL fly.

Every man in Carrie’s life wants to control her. That’s just the way it is. So, when her ex-military father needs an undercover husband and wife team to root out a traitor, she endures the selection process. From self-defence training to sniffing sweaty tee-shirts, she holds her own against trained professionals, one of whom wants her gone.

The soldier picked to infiltrate her dad’s factory is everything she’s learned to hate in a man. Built like a Welsh mountain, Bryn is an unlikely partner whose detective skills expose her shameful secrets. Battling deeply-buried terrors, Carrie faces setbacks designed to stretch her tenuous grip on reality to its limit. His gentle kindness pierces her armour, and mutual interests restore her tattered self-esteem.

Tensions ramp as the factory manager is kidnapped and a security breach catapults the firm into an unsavoury global arena. Carrie ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time. With her track record, the chances of surviving unscathed are slim.

This suspenseful military thriller will appeal to readers who like character-driven stories with laughs, thrills, and unexpected romance.

Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Young Men Gone West ...

... for a city room. Young men gone West, for their gin and vermouth. If you've heard of City Boy, a crazy awesome band in the 80's, you may well, like me, have listened to that album with images of a sleazy part of town (for me, it could only be Vegas) and an extremely naughty teacher, Dear Jean.

Last November, I took 18 of their most awesome (and some of the naughtiest) songs and created a jukebox musical (think Rock of Ages Queen's We Will Rock You). This is the story behind that musical. But be warned: It’s not for the fainthearted – the inside of an 18-yr-old boy’s head and sweet, clean read do not good bedfellows make.

It's available for a few days at £0.99/$0.99 check it out here.

And if you want to find out a little more, click here.

Monday, 31 July 2017

Fox gets a sprucing

To celebrate a long-overdue re-work of Fox Among Wolves,
I've put it on sale for 99p/$0.99 for the next week.
And the photo shows you exactly how I've been celebrating.
Those of you who know me well, will understand the significance of the Gray.

A couple of reviewers have kindly pointed out a few typos, so I've gone through it with a fine-tooth comb and corrected them. You can't please all of the people all of the time, and because it's a story set in England, my characters speak with British accents and use British idioms. That's not changing, I'm afraid, but I've made it a little clearer, so people who are offended by that have the choice before they buy!
Based on some comments about the implausibility of a young woman in an isolated country house opening the door to a bunch of strangers on a soggy winter's night, I've added some insight to the state of Ginny's mind when she did this.

Here's a sneak preview:
“What a day.” Ginny sighed, easing herself under the peach-scented bubbles, letting the steamy heat take some of the tension out of her weary limbs. Day? What a week! Stress was much too small a word for the complete and utter physical exhaustion she felt right now. Her mental state was no better. Taking a mouthful of wine, she lay back, luxuriating in the mellow tang, closing her eyes for a moment as she tried hard to believe in the power of relaxation. How did it go? Something about emptying your mind of all the unsettling thoughts. Pretty much the whole of the last week, then.
The dratted voice from her meditation CD filled her head. “Now, breathe deeply and force your mind to think of your perfect peace place.” Bloody stupid woman and her alliterations.
Another sip of Chardonnay would help. No, what would really help was a big, brave hunk to sweep her off her feet and restore her faith in men. Someone strong enough to protect her from danger, but with a soft, squidgy centre: in touch with his feminine side and willing to take on his share of the household chores. Which, of course, would make him bat for the other side. Her dream shattered as she remembered the sequence in Bedazzled where Brendan Fraser’s character had tried to design the man he wanted to be, in order to win his girl.
Sipping the wine, she slipped back into the bubbles, letting the romance of Tchaikovsky’s Romeo and Juliet Fantasia relax her as she tried to build her ultimate mate. Good sense of humour was at the top of the list, along with honesty and courage. He should be kind, generous … oh bugger, the guy was veering off into Mary-Sue territory. How about witty, smart enough to hold a decent conversation on most topics, and completely comfortable in his own skin? Good start. Self-reliance had a lot going for it; mummy’s boys need not apply. But he needed more of an edge.
The music hit a crashy-bangy bit, which made eight-year-old her and her cousin, Carrie, hide behind the sofa, giggling in pretend terror.
That’s what he needed, a hint of danger. Her catalogue continued: mysterious, brooding, and occasionally wild. Considerate and adventurous in bed.
Dark themes in the music conspired to delve deep into her memory, and she was once more assaulted by the recent experience: hands pawing at her clothes, lips hissing revolting words and licking … STOP!!!
Plunging under the water, she immersed herself in the task of rinsing off the conditioner. It had been drying out for a while, making it hard to shift. Her hair was silky smooth as she gave it a final cool rinse, and piled it on top of her head, fixing it in a clasp.
She needed a good image to replace the nightmare. Like at the end of a horror movie – she always watched a comedy show to soothe the residual adrenaline making her muscles twitch. Pouring another inch of hot water into the bath, she toyed with the idea of a number of men with different combinations of her preferred attributes.
When she turned off the taps, the music quieted enough for her to hear rain lashing the windows as the storm raged outside. It brought to mind the old song, “It’s Raining Men.”
Of course. What she needed was a houseful of men so she could determine her ideal type. Like that was ever gonna happen. Smiling at Aunt Ellie’s recent remark about “being ripe for romance,” Ginny closed her eyes and called on her imagination to help out.
A secluded beach, with one of those straw-topped huts housing a bar. Her gaze flitted over a number of barflies, all superb male specimens with muscular torsos and bulging biceps, each one making eye-contact in his own unique way. She was excited to meet each one and try out the adventure their smile promised. As she lay on a sunbed, a stunning waiter approached with another glass of perfectly chilled Champagne, accompanied by the melody of the wind chimes behind the bar. She smiled up at the gorgeous blond, but as she reached out for the glass, the bell rang again, shattering her illusion, despite its apologetic tone. You have to be kidding, right? No way was that the front door, not this late on a soggy Saturday night.
“Go away, there’s no one in.” Did she actually say the thought aloud? If she kept quiet, whoever it was might think the house was empty and leave her alone. Settling back into the bath, she strove to recall the sound of waves lapping against the shore and the healing warmth of the sun on her body, searching in vain for the bronzed Adonis and her sextet of hunks. Tee hee.
The urgent rapping of the door knocker, accompanied by continuous chiming, drove her out of the bath. Oh, for goodness sake, nobody could sleep through that amount of noise. Not even with a heavy sedative. She grabbed her purple bathrobe and dried her feet enough to shove them in fluffy slippers. The uninvited visitor would have to live without the sleek black cocktail number and a trowel-full of foundation. Anyway, she was gonna come straight back and resume her yummy dream as soon as she’d sent the person packing. More to the point, she couldn’t risk the din going on for a second longer than necessary.
She switched on the light at the top of the stairs, and the racket stopped. Thank goodness. Descending with purpose, she coiled her damp hair into a towelling turban. The shadow peering through the coloured glass stood back as she approached. With a final tug on the robe’s belt, she unlocked the door and pulled it as wide as the chain would allow.
“Thank God. I saw the light at the back and hoped someone might be in.” The intensely male voice had the energy of recent effort.
Ginny flinched. What little she could see of the man made her want to slam the door shut – fast. His face and hand were spattered in blood. Zombie apocalypse, anyone?
Observing her horrified reaction, his gesture was a direct appeal to her sympathy. “Please, you’ve got to help us; there’s no one else around. Bryn’s car skidded and crashed into a tree.” He moved aside. “He’s got so many cuts from broken glass, I can’t tell how badly he’s hurt. He may have a cracked skull.”
Her eyes narrowed as she looked past him to where the security light picked out a man sitting on the bottom step, holding his head in his hands and groaning.
The first guy carried on talking. “This place is like the back of beyond; no network coverage at all.”
She had to make a snap decision. No contest.
“I’m sorry. My uncle won’t let strangers in the house. I’ll call an ambulance for your friend.”
“Thanks, you’re very kind.”
She pushed the door to close it.
“Wait!” Something in his voice made her halt.
A beat. “Look, I know what you must be thinking, but Bryn’s in shock, and I don’t know how much longer he’s going to last out here in the cold.” He glanced down as the other man swayed ominously. Something quickened his words. Concern?
“He’s lost a lot of blood. If you could just let him come into the warmth … please. It could be ages until anyone comes and he’s in no state to do you any harm. I can go back and wait in the car.”

His sincerity was persuasive, and she was influenced by recent events: If not for a similar act of kindness, Uncle Reg might never have made it to hospital in time. She shuddered. “Ok, wait a sec. I’ll have to take the chain off.”

Friday, 30 June 2017

More Lyric fun

Years ago, I got hooked on these dratted lyrics and I ran a quiz every Christmas with a hundred of the things. People regularly growled when they saw me coming because the songs stay in your head for days afterwards. This one bugged me for ages - there was no internet back then: "Oh-hhh, reaching out for something, Touching nothing's all I ever do" - can you guess it?

Here's the next bunch - all I need is the titles. If you want a bit of a clue, scroll down.
Of course, with the internet, it's way too easy to look them up, but try for at least ten minutes before resorting to that. If you didn't find the answer to the last lot, they're in the comment at the bottom of the post below this one.

From the Fox Among Wolves soundtrack
Now I just want to get close to you
An' taste your love so sweet
And I just want to make love to you
Feel your body heat

From the Death Wishes soundtrack
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call, she won't forsake me

From the Don't Stop Believing soundtrack
Someday love will find you
Break those chains that bind you
One night will remind you
How we touched  ...

A heads up: a heck of a lot of titles come from my fave artists: Journey, Queen, Bowie, City Boy, Whitesnake - pretty much anything rock related. But there are other genres, including a few novelty ones with song titles which fit the action.

Fox - A stationary blonde serpent as darkness falls
Death Wishes - A paranormal creature from a bad-ass Stoke lad
DSB - The opening riff makes a super-cool ring tone

If you think you know the answer, add a comment below and, even better, leave me a lyric from your fave tune to see if I can guess it.

Thursday, 8 June 2017

The Soundtrack to my life

Just a bit of fun. Here are lyrics from three songs for you to guess the titles.
Each one is taken from the soundtrack of one of my books - something I do to give me an awesome playlist while I'm busy scribbling.

So here's the first batch.
If you want a bit of a clue, scroll down, but give yourself a chance, first.

From the Fox Among Wolves soundtrack
'Cause tonight for the first time,
Just about half-past ten,
For the first time in history,
It’s gonna start …

From the Death Wishes soundtrack
Well we got no class
And we got no principles
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes

From the Don't Stop Believing soundtrack
And lovin' a music man ain't
always what it's supposed to be,
Oh girl you stand, by me.
I'm forever yours ...

A heads up: a heck of a lot of titles come from my fave artists: Journey, Queen, Bowie, City Boy, Whitesnake - pretty much anything rock related. But there are other genres, including a few novelty ones with song titles which fit the action.

Fox - Every woman's dream??? Male precipitation
Death Wishes - A subversive song from a bunny-loving' guy
DSB - I sincerely hope you weren't expecting the title track

If you think you know the answer, add a comment below and, even better, leave me a lyric from your fave tune to see if I can guess it.

Sunday, 30 April 2017

Naughty Nibbles - a free sexy short story

Working Girl

One motel room

Two consenting adults

You can guess the rest

     She took a deep breath and pushed the door open, not quite knowing what to expect.
     He sat on the bed, smoking a cigarette in the quiet, dimly-lit room. ‘You’re late.’ Terse and unfriendly.
     ‘I’m sorry …’ she began.
     ‘There’s no time for your excuses. Just take your coat off and we’ll get started.’
     Moments later, she stood before him, looking suitably chastened. ‘What would you like me to do?’
     ‘You said you were a dancer ... so dance.’
     ‘But there’s no music.’
     ‘So you’ll have to do without.’ His voice held the same hardness as his expression, making her shiver.
     She tried desperately to recall a tune; the first one that sprang to mind was Joe Cocker singing “You Can Leave Your Hat On,” from the movie “Nine and a Half Weeks.” Casting away the naughty images, she made tentative movements, her face glowing with embarrassment, her eyes pleading for mercy.
     But he was having none of it. Reaching over to stub out the cigarette, he spoke quietly. ‘Strip.’
     She stood, frozen in shock, her eyes wide. ‘What?’
     ‘You heard me.’ His voice growled with menace. ‘And do it properly. Put on a show.’ 

Click here to read the rest of this naughty tale with a twist.
Did you see it coming?

Monday, 27 March 2017

It's been a while

My poor Angel and his math-teacher charge have been languishing in obscurity for a while, so I'm putting them out at a triffic deal price to attract a new audience.

Thanks to the wonderful team at My Book Cave for helping; check it out here.

Friday, 17 March 2017

Ro's Books

The links for my books have changed slightly, so I just want to collect them all up in one place:

Buy From Amazon:

Other Booksellers:
Fox Among Wolves: A smart cookie takes on a dark, edgy hero and a sexy, ruthless villain in this romance with muscle.

Get Fox Among Wolves on iBooks, Nook, Kobo etc
Wolf in Sheep's Clothing: A fragile mum clashes with an irreverent man-mountain under hazardous circumstances.
Get Wolf in Sheep's Clothing on iBooks, Nook, Kobo etc
Big Bad Wolf: A Cowboy and an Amazon take on a jobsworth, a couple of psychopaths and a UXB in this explosive romp.
Get Big Bad Wolf on iBooks, Nook, Kobo etc
Death Wishes: When Jo Gold dies, all Hell lets loose in Heaven; she must live until her bucket list is fulfilled. Who better to help than a rookie guardian angel? Think Coke Break guy with wings. Yummy!
Get Death Wishes on iBooks, Nook, Kobo etc
Triple Jeopardy: Three girls, three decades, one outcome. These heroines have one thing in common – they attract trouble.
Get Triple Jeopardy on iBooks, Nook, Kobo etc
Don’t Stop Believing: A failing marriage. A union separated by distance. An accidental encounter. Can the Edinburgh Fringe Festival work its magic?
Get Don’t Stop Believing on iBooks, Nook, Kobo etc

Sunday, 26 February 2017

Shakespeare, anyone?

If you're anything like me, the only way you can really access Shakespeare is if someone else has put a lot of effort into making it fit for human consumption - i.e. translated it onto modern-day language. As they did so well in this movie, re-telling the tale with a modern-day slant.
It didn't stay faithful to the original in every aspect, but it didn't need to, it stood on its own as one of the better teen movies of that era (1999). And Heath Ledger's bad-boy with a soft side is eminently watchable.

So, I'm just proof reading a scene where a bunch of 16-year-olds are translating Twelfth Night into modern day speech and it goes something like this:
Original: “’Tis thought among the prudent, he would quickly have the gift of a grave.”
Modern-day: “The smart money is predicting him an early grave.”

Original: “They that add moreover, he’s drunk nightly in your company.”
Modern-day: “The same ones that say you and he are pissing it up against the wall every night.”

So cool (if you're a 16yo boy for the last one).
If this sort of thing interests you, let me know, by sharing them below. I know that when the proof reading is finished a number of beta readers are required - if you are interested, you can sign up to help here.

Thursday, 9 February 2017

Is it time to wake up yet?

This was my January
Oops. Won't be doing that again.
After the rigours of NaNoWriMo in November, I had a houseful through most of December and kinda overdid it, on every level. By January, all I was fit for was sleep. Days of it. Make that weeks.

Ok, I did dust off a teen series and read through it, wondering if it could be updated by a couple of decades to make it fit for human consumption. Only my Beta Readers can tell.
Will keep you informed.

Friday, 25 November 2016

Giving Thanks - Apple and Pumpkin Cake

So, I imagine an awful lot of people in the USA are taking it easy today after partying hard yesterday. I hope every person was able to connect with the emotion of the day in some way and to do something special to give gratitude for the many gifts in their life.

For me, "fall," or autumn (as we know it on this side of the pond), is all about processing the harvest from our abundant garden. With half a dozen apple trees, I'm always looking for new ways of consuming the 1,000 plus apples we regularly get. And with the fall-out from Halloween, I got creative and created a recipe for apple and pumpkin cake.

Basically, take your favourite fruit cake/banana bread recipe and add a small dish of pumpkin, cut into small cubes and steam for around five minutes to soften. I then add thinly sliced apple (including the peel) and steam for a couple of minutes more. Add the spices of your choice - mine are cinnamon, ginger and nutmeg. Cook slightly lower and longer - the texture will come out a bit more puddingy, and it will not keep as long because it will be quite wet.

Wednesday, 9 November 2016

Don't Stop Believing

As a reward for being a wonderful fan, if you pop over to Amazon in the next couple of days, you get to download this completely novel novella at the pre-release price of only 99p/99cents.

On Friday it will put on a pound/dollar for a week, then up to the normal price.

Grab your preview copy here - and if you like it, I'd really appreciate a comment on Amazon - especially if you are a Journey fan - that would Rock Like A Journey Concert!

Here's the blurb:
A failing marriage. A union separated by distance. An accidental encounter. Can the Edinburgh Fringe Festival work its magic?

Kathy’s life is a mess. Sure, the job’s great and her home is to-die-for, but she spends way too much time on the midnight train to catch a few fraught hours with her musician husband, Jimmy. 

While he’s away, Dan-next-door looks dangerously attractive.
On paper, Jimmy has it all. A talented wife, a successful rock band and nights in smart hotels. The gig at Edinburgh’s hottest arts festival is the culmination of years on the road, but the lack of harmony in his marriage makes him feel like a failure. He and Kathy fight to stay together, but events conspire to break them apart as they interact with colourful characters drawn to the Fringe.

In this rock-music-inspired tale, three love stories intertwine as each player is forced to take stock of their lives and discover what is truly important.

Tuesday, 8 November 2016

Any minute now ...

Ok, I just can't hold this in a minute longer.
My writer friends call their novels bookbabies, and right now, I feel like my waters are breaking.
Here's a huge clue. ===============================>

Just in case there's anyone out there who hasn't figured what a huge Journey fan I am, the title of this blog comes from my days as a Pitch Doctor on the ABNA forum. My catch-phrase when something worked well was "it rocks like a Journey concert."

Ok. Back into hiding. It is my very first NaNoWriMo after all and I have another 2K words to write.

Sunday, 23 October 2016

Excited, Moi?

I know - it doesn't take much.
But my next release is based on something I wrote back in 2008 and has been sitting on the back burner since then. I promise you, there is nothing remotely like this out there, so I'm keeping it under wraps for the time being.

If you fancy getting in on the act in this one-of-a-kind project, it's a short-ish novella (around 14K words) with a strong musical connection. Message me on facebook if you fancy joining my awesome team of beta readers.

And - if you can recognise which city is in this picture, let me know (via a comment here, or the fb link above) and I'll put you in the hat to win the Ro Green book of your choice.

A heads-up. I'll be doing NaNoWriMo for the first time this year - it's kinda related to the next release, just a different band. Oops - was that too big a clue?

Friday, 30 September 2016

Birthday Treat

For the next two weeks, you can get your copy of Death Wishes for FREE.
All you have to do is sign up to my mailing list and, when I receive confirmation, I'll send details of how your free copy of this "tantalisingly teasing and undeniably appealing" romantic fantasy  can be downloaded to your ereader device.

This offer closes on 13th October.

"An offbeat love story told in Green's imitable style"
                                                                                     - Book Viral

I look forward to hearing from you.

P.S. As a further reward for signing up, there will be a Bonus Swag Bundle (exclusive to subscribers), and a chance to enter a competition for more free books.

Tuesday, 16 August 2016

Buy One, Get One Free.

In the UK, this is known as a Bogoff! Which has an entirely different meaning too. Tee Hee.

The deal is this. For the rest of August, if you've bought one of my books you can get another one absolutely free. All you have to do is send me a proof of purchase (the easiest way is the link to your review of that book) and tell me which of the books you want to read next. I'll send you a link to download the book for free in exchange for a review. Of course, you'll need to give a suitable disclaimer that you were gifted this book in exchange for an honest review.
You can send your proof of purchase in a comment to this post, or on my facebook or twitter.

Here's a reminder of the eligible books:
Death Wishes: When Jo Gold dies, all Hell lets loose in Heaven; she must live until her bucket list is fulfilled. Who better to help than a rookie guardian angel? Think Coke Break guy with wings. Yummy!

Review Death Wishes
Triple Jeopardy: Three girls, three decades, one outcome. These heroines have one thing in common – they attract trouble.

Review Triple Jeopardy
Fox Among Wolves: A smart cookie takes on a dark, edgy hero and a sexy, ruthless villain in this romance with muscle.

Review Fox Among Wolves
Wolf in Sheep's Clothing: A fragile mum clashes with an irreverent man-mountain under hazardous circumstances.

Review Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Big Bad Wolf: A Cowboy and an Amazon take on a jobsworth, a couple of psychopaths and a UXB in this explosive romp.

Review Big Bad Wolf

You can also leave a review for the Hostage Boxset, but this will not be offered as a free book.

Just click on the cover to read an extract from the book, or on the link to review it.
Thanks so much

Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Get Fox For Free until 9th August

For the next two weeks, you can get your copy of Fox Among Wolves for FREE.
All you have to do is sign up to my mailing list and, when I receive confirmation, I'll send details of how your free copy of this "original and overwhelmingly authentic" military thriller  can be downloaded to your ereader device.

This offer closes on 9th August.

"An enticing and intelligent romantic thriller"
                                                                                     - Book Viral

I look forward to hearing from you.

P.S. As a reward for signing up, there will be a Bonus Swag Bundle (exclusive to subscribers), and a chance to enter a competition for more free books.

Friday, 15 July 2016

60% off Hostage Box Set

The Hostage Box Set is released at a whopping 60% discount. Read the series fans are calling “enticing, original and explosive.” See if you agree the “edgy narrative maintains an overall sense of suspense and heightened tension,” making it the “perfect mix of romance, action, and intrigue.” This special price ($5.99/£4.62) will only last ‘til Sunday 17th July – get your copy by clicking here:
US -
UK -

Sunday, 10 July 2016

Is it me?

This isn't a rant. Who am I kidding? Of course it's a rant.
It all started when I was watching a show from my current Netflix obsession, "I Zombie."
Liv Moore (yep, that's right - not only a Zombie, but she works in a coroner's office!) randomly says 'I hate that phrase, "Make Love."' It kinda snagged me out of a show I'd always found well-written and highly entertaining as they discussed acceptable alternatives. While searching for the full line to quote, I was shocked by the sheer quantity of bile and ridicule for the phrase.
This triggered a ripple effect, crystallising a number of internal rants which have been building up for a while as my days repeatedly feature exposure to the toxic attitudes abounding in today's world. It feels like every aspect of life is geared toward reducing the amount of Love and replacing it with hatred, mistrust and fear. And let’s not forget rudeness and bad language.

Flick back to the 80’s and 90’s – working in British factories, I watched a slow and steady decline of manners. Men who’d once treated every woman venturing into their territory with old-world chivalry, no longer apologised when the odd swear-word slipped out. I put my hand up and admit to my part in the decline – in my effort to be treated as an equal, I frequently demurred at their apology. I would then assure them no offence was taken at the vulgar language, even though it made me cringe inside. Eventually, they believed me and the standards in the (mostly male) engineering office dropped. Not for me: although I will admit to the odd “sh*t” or “b*ggar,” I still can’t say the f-word in company. In the privacy of my own car, I am frequently driven to uttering atypical oaths.
I vividly remember the uproar when the f-word slipped out on a live TV interview in the 80's. For decades, anything remotely resembling a swear word was studiously beeped out on British TV. Nowadays, you are hard pushed to find a show without one per minute. I'll know my world has died when they infiltrate Disney productions.

My take on other gallantries, such as holding the door open for a member of the gentler sex, was mixed. Firstly, it’s a common courtesy I subscribe to – I still hold the door open for anyone approaching, and in particular, anyone following – nothing worse than having a door shut in your face. However, there are times it becomes awkward – I really disliked those who stood in such a position you were forced to squeeze past their bulk, or even worse, scrunch under (invariably sweaty) armpits. You know the type: cheap thrill takers who would never otherwise get that close to a woman; the ones who insisted on following you up the stairs to ogle your butt. The sort who forced women to take a stand against this slimy behaviour.

But what I really mourn is the death of Love resulting from this. The number of (increasingly vicious) retorts of “I’m not your love” which have stopped men from using that term of endearment, along with dear, pet and sweetheart, because they are too afraid of the potential litigation from women who deem it patronising. The conspiracy side of me is convinced it’s a plot by lizards to eliminate Love and replace it with Hate. As if to reinforce this theory, I recently came across the term “Hate-sex” in “Orange is the New Black.” A complete shocker. And revered as a good thing. I stopped listening to the news a long time ago when I realised the articles had swung from having just over half of the doom and gloom variety, to nothing but man’s inhumanity to man.
A mere murder is no longer headline news unless it involves multiple victims, gross perversion or children. Books and TV storylines don’t sell unless the body count is high enough to appease this apparent thirst for violence or the sex scenes are graphic (and frequent) enough to have been considered pornographic only a few decades ago. Anything less is considered too “Mary-Sue” for modern-day tastes.
Stop the world, I want to get off.
Oh look, they’re re-running "Charmed" on E4 – that’s about as much violence as I want to let into my life.

Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Wanna win a Free Book?

Head along to StoryFinds to enter this great competition. Every person who signs up will get an exclusive peek at a previously unpublished Ro Green short story. And if you sign up in the first week, you'll get a bonus short story from another WorldWiseWriter, Jacky Gray.
 Why wouldn't you?
The newsletter gives a sneak preview of new releases and deals from all of the WorldWiseWriters along with a bunch of insights into the authors and some of the great characters they've created.
You can see some of the previous issues here and clicking on the "View previous campaigns" link.

Thursday, 26 May 2016

All 3 Hostage books for only $7.99/£5.53

For today only you can buy all three books in this "Original, Explosive and Bang-up-to-date" series for a mere $2.63/£1.84 per book.

But you must buy today, the WiSC giveaway ends at Midnight.

 In the US, thats:

In the UK:

Monday, 2 May 2016

Kudos for Death Wishes

Those wonderful Book Viral reviewers think this book has "a genuinely original twist to Heaven that's simply sublime." I'm celebrating with a cheeky little offer - check it out with this massive 40% discount and see if you agree: Buy for $2.99 in US and UK.
Read the full review here.

Tantalisingly teasing, Rowanna Green rides the crest of the boom in angel stories with her novel Death Wishes. An offbeat love story told in Green's imitable style, the book's overarching theme about angels, people and love, is undeniably appealing and is the heartfelt centre to Green’s plot. She brings a touching vulnerability to Jo, whilst her nicely nuanced rendering of Mac allows for a quirky perspective on human life. Often easier said than done, Green comes up with inventive ways to work this into her narrative with timely levity and a genuinely original twist to Heaven that's simply sublime. It’s a story about two people whose different backgrounds present a serious obstacle and it's this that really provides the texture for Green’s novel.

A little different from her popular Hostage series, but wholly enjoyable, Death Wishes certainly deserves a place on your bookshelf and is strongly recommended.

Saturday, 16 April 2016

Book Viral recommends Triple Jeopardy

Thanks once again to the wonderful Book Viral team - as usual, a thoughtful, informed review.
So I'm feeling generous - you can see if you agree with them without paying a dime.
On 17th April 3J is FREE in US and

"Three short stories spanning as many decades, they prove penetratingly absorbing. Green has the uncanny ability to rope readers in and make them care for her characters and this time it’s no different, delivering plots and narratives that vibrate with an impending sense of danger. Her dialogue does far more than simply push the plots along. It captures the way we might really think and talk in similar situations and in doing so taps into fears we’re not always aware of."

Sunday, 10 April 2016

Buy this if you know what's good for you!

So it's time for Big Bad Wolf to have it's first freebie day.
Pete, Ace, Den and the gang are jittering nervously backstage, hoping it'll be a good 'un while Jem's pushed out front with a placard: "Buy this if you know what's good for you!"
Bless, she's such a (scary) stroppy mare. And she doesn't feel pain ...
Download for free in US and UK