Spotlight is on Victoria Purman this week
and we’re showcasing Only We Know.

Victoria Purman. Stories from the heart.

Victoria Purman loves books, wine, chocolate, sad country music, hard rock songs and stories with happy ever afters.

Writing romance means she regularly gets to indulge in all those things – as well as being forced into online pictorial research for her emotional, funny and smart love stories.

“I’ve spent my working life writing words for real people, but now very much enjoy creating dialogue and happy-ever-afters for my imaginary characters.”

 

 

 

 

Victoria’s CURRENT RURAL RELEASE

Can she learn to trust him and love again?

Stella wasn’t looking for love – and especially not from a younger man…

When Stella Ryan’s successful life in Sydney crumbled, she returned flat broke – and broken hearted – to the beachside town she’d once called home. Five years on, she’s opened a boutique and rebuilt her life in the tourist haven of Port Elliot.

Luca Morelli has been working flat out to establish his own building company in the city and doesn’t have time to be driving back and forth to the beach to do a small job in a shop that was almost destroyed in a fire. But he soon changes his mind when he meets the glamorous owner.

Before long, Stella and Luca find that a working relationship isn’t the only thing developing between them. But the closer they get, the ghosts of Stella’s past come to haunt her once more. Can she ever believe a man again? And if she can, is the much younger Luca Morelli the man she can trust with her heart?

Hold On To Me is available in eBook and paperback from all good retailers.
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Victoria has chosen to share an excerpt from Only We Know

 

Calla’s plan to simplify her life just got a whole lot more complicated…

When Calla Maloney steps on the boat to Kangaroo Island, she’s filled with dread. Part of it is simple seasickness but the other part is pure trepidation. She’s not on a holiday but a mission: to track down her estranged brother, who she hasn’t seen since her family splintered two years before.

Firefighter Sam Hunter left the island twenty years ago and has made a habit out of staying as far away as he can get. But when his father’s illness forces him home, he finds himself playing bad cop to his dad and reluctant tour guide to a redhead with no sense of direction.

As Sam and Calla dig deeper into their long-buried family secrets, they discover that no one is an island and that opening up their hearts to love again might be the most dangerous thing they will ever do.

Excerpt from Only We Know by Victoria Purman

Calla Maloney just wanted it to stop.

Not the ferry, although that would be good too, but the swirl­ing, simmering seasickness. Her gut was treacherously pitching and rolling in perfect rhythm with the swell of the ocean. There was a dull ache behind her eyes and the nausea was crashing through her like the waves pounding and spraying against the hull of the boat.

This trip had seemed like such a good idea two weeks earlier.

Calla wrangled her glasses off her nose, pushed her auburn curls off her forehead and squeezed her eyes closed. She tried to sit still, sucking in and releasing her breath slowly and rhythmically. Deep and complete breaths. The kind she’d learnt at yoga in her first and only lesson. She’d quite liked the breathing part, the way it had relaxed her and made her feel calm and serene. It was the twist­ing her body into impossible pretzel shapes that she’d hated. She waited a few moments, then tentatively pried one eye open to see if it would make her feel any better. The answer was a big nope. She sighed a swear word with the next exhale. She was wearing her pathetic sea legs so obviously that she might as well have been wav­ing around a sign on a stick that said, About to hurl.

Calla planted her palms flat on the table in front of her, hoping the breathing and the attempt at relaxing would settle the sickness. Two tables up, a man was sitting alone at a table. Dark brown hair, cut short. He looked as relaxed as if he were reading his book in a city café, enjoying a strong coffee. Calla distractedly watched as he shifted, straightened his back, and lifted his arms high above his head, stretching as if he’d stiffened up sitting there for so long. When he glanced around the cabin, she turned her eyes back to the window.

She might have been able to relax a little more if this were a holi­day, but there was nothing whatsoever recreational about the trip. She was on a mission, and one her little sister, had thought ill fated from the start. Rose was a high-school English teacher: being overly dramatic came with the territory.

She tried to distract herself by wondering about the passengers and their stories, these strangers on the boat. Who were they? Why were they making the crossing to Kangaroo Island? Were the old couple locals? Or visitors travelling across the water with a cara­van to see the island’s famed wildlife and rugged coasts? Maybe the young woman was taking her new baby home for the first time? Calla huffed at the realisation that the baby was coping with the journey better than she was. And, at that moment, swallowing back the vomit that was rising in her throat like the tide, she wished she’d let Rose talk her out of it. God knows she had tried hard enough, but Calla wasn’t the older sister for nothing.

When the boat suddenly pitched to one side like a seesaw, Calla gripped the edge of the table until her knuckles went white. She pinned her desperate gaze across the cabin to a window to try and find the horizon but all she could see were waves. Then grey sky. Then waves again.

She had to get out of there fast.

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